PLEASURE

Pleasure hath soared as doth his ympreze show, To lo ke aloof on earthly Ladies all, Yet never could my curious eye discern A Dame of Worth, for Londons Pleasures love, But one, and she doth shine as silver Dove. Of self bred soil, of London is her raze, For whom in challenge I my shield advance. I seek but one and her unto my self. Hark you. Whisper in his ear. To marry them, and make them honest wives. May we not see their beauty what it is? A dainty face. A gallant grace. Sweet creature of the world. Go, we abide thy doom till thy return, If she love happy life, she will be mine, Women love Pleasure. I think it good, and wish the enemy come. Boys, take our shields and spears, for they come on. this Conscience favour, she my mistress is. with pageants, Plataeae, and what delights may be to entertain the time and company. I Like you very well, stay a while for your answer, Why pomp ? But pleasure honours Lucre most. Will, be not wanton nor of wayward mood, To Will. Wait as do these, use faith and diligence, And mark him well that dare disdain this shield, Which Londons Lord that pleasure hath to name, Hath here advanced in honour of his Dame. I bid Thee mark him well, what ever he be, That Londons pleasure doth in malice scorn, For he's a Rascal, or a stranger born. Good boy mark well his gesture and his look, His eye, his gate, his weapon and attire, And dog him to his lodging, or his den, For I will make him scomme and scorn of men, No better boy than Will, when Will is pleased, Be pleased my boy, and so be my good Will. Will can do something too when pleases him. At liberty, thou spotless Magistrate , That of the cause dost carry all regard, Careless of bribes, of birth and parentage, Because thy self art only born to bliss, Bless us so much that Lords of London are, That those three Ladies born and bred with us May by our suits, release of thraldom and. Thou from perpetual prison mayest revoke. And does forget the faults that were before. Their same is more then cause or reason would, May one of these be pleasures paragon? And Londons pleasure, peerless in delights, Will deign to make one of these Dams his own, Who may with him in more contentment live, Than ever did the Queen of Ethiop. And Conscience by sincerity. So I affirm, and so I will maintain That Lady Lucre ought of right be his. So I affirm, and so I will maintain That pleasure ought by right Dame Lucre have, To bear the charge of sports and of delights. What pleasure can be fostered without cost: If pleasure may for wife fair lucre gain, Her life shall be and earthly Paradise. And art thou Conscience ? welcomer to me than either love or Lucre, Go seek else where, for here's no place for such. Agreed, here Fealty, hang them up a space. At Tyrannies will I bestow my blow, wishing the master. Why fool, 'tis for thy good to give Thee money for that, that might lie and rust by Thee. Thou shalt have help, speak, what is the matter? Is this true M. Skill? Wisely performed, but soft sirs, where is Fraud ? Oh noble vil lain, gone while we beheld the other: Who loosed him? Who let him slip? well, one day he will pay for all: unblind Simplicity. Well now thou art satisfied, I wish all here as well contented, And we my Lords that praise this happy day, Fallen we on knees and humbly let us pray. On all the rest that in this Land do dwell, Chiefly in London, Lord pour down thy grace, Who living in thy fear and dying well, In heaven with Angels they may have a place. You never found that Londons Pleasure erred From reason, or from pomp and policy. Pleasure must have Lucre: Lucre, or Love if case thou wilt be mine, Let pass thy name, thy self do I desire, Thee will I have except thy self deny, With thee to live or else for thee to die. Then will I have her. So much the rather. Spite of the Devil, I will. Agree. I know in ruth thou wilt me not refuse: I will be turned to pain for thy sweet sake. Only for Conscience will I hazard all. And for the time that they in pleasure spend, 'Tis limmitted to such and honest end, Namely, for recreatien of the mind, With no great cost, yet liberal in that kind, That pleasure vows with all delights he can To do them good, till death to be their man. And would their Tyranny Conscience captive have? That bloody cur, your Spanish Tyranny, That Londons Conscience would force with cruelty, I challenge him for Conscience sake to fight, a Lord of London, and I pleasure hight. And shealty, when Citizens dare them thus, Judge what our Nobles and our courtiers dar Let them not yonder hang unbacked, my Lords. Therefore you Policy shall our leader be. Fair joy and Lady xx. thousand thanks. Of duty I (my deer) must give thee this, that art my comfort and my earthly bliss. Beloved, farewell. From. gives Pol. a paper, which he reads & then say Is your name fair semblance that wish to serve me. Agreed, but what's become of fair semblance my man. A perilous thing, what hurt is there in this sir? Which for Conscience ? I can answer them quickly: you cannot have them, nor you shall not have them. And so we three leave you three with Care, Remorse, & charity. Diligence bring him bether, good Lords and Ladies stay, First give him and Angel before my face. Simplicity, art thou pleased? That his punishment may please thee the better, thou shalt pu nish him thy self: he shall be bound fast to Then post, and thou shalt be blindfold, and with thy torch shalt run as it were at tilt, charging thy light against his lips, and so (if thou canst) burn out his tongue, that it never speak more guile. Were Conscience half so sweet as is thy self, Her would I seek with suits and services. But on this Dame hath pleasure fixed his heart, And this or death the perjod of his love. Pleasure die without Lucre, Receive a pawn, my heart, my hand, and oath, To be thy own in love, in faith, and troth. Yes, the last month. She's Luc e unto me: but be she Love or Conscie ̄ ce, this is she. Neither do I: sirrah, your writing is so intricate, that you must speak your mind, otherwise, we shall not know your meaning. And after all this circumstance, sir what be they? I promise you a wise suit, and done with great discretion.