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clapped as modest cheeks, and kissed As melting lips, thus far ime right, but what Name this most happy man does answer too, Is not within my circle. Am I so fortunate, Then love I do forgive thee, and will cherish The flame I did suspect would ruin me, You two divide my love, only you two Be gentle in your Empire heavenly Ladies,
her self be judge, To whom you are so Like in all thats fair, It sin but to be modest. Do not mistake me, it A sin but to be modest in your praises, Heres a hand, nature show me such another, A brow, a cheek, a lip, and every thing, Happy am I that Cupid's blind. If he could see, he would forsake his Mistress To be my rival,
At thee now, you wonot be so rude to meddle with The Mounsieur in my lodging. Rail upon him Mounsieur, I'll secure thee, would would would. Would, would, good Diogenes, come Mounsieur, You and I wonot partly yet. You might sooner have broke your fiddle, but strike up. So so, what then did you. Leave their Character and proceed
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Cousin. They're loud, I'll not be seen yet. Who can help it Frank, if Ladies will Be wild, repentance tame they, for my partly I court not them, till they provoke me toot. Theres something else you do not. Coronel. A kinsman of mine Frank ? Coronel? your humble servant, hark you Frank. I'll now interrupt they. Theyle fallen by the ears else presently. What in contention Ladies? Express it in discovery of that Made you so earnest, I am confident You were not practising a Dialogue To entertain me. Nay and you come to blush once, and fie Madam, I'll know the secret, by this kiss I will, And this. Come out with it. Yet again, come I'll help it out, there is A gentleman ith' world, some call a Lord. Nay nay, you must stand too't, One, whom you Love, it will appear no greater miracle In you I take it, one no doubt that hath Traveled, and clapped as modest cheeks, and kissed As melting lips, thus far ime right, but what Name this most happy man does answer too, Is not within my circle. Am I so fortunate, Then love I do forgive thee, and will cherish The flame I did suspect would ruin me, You two divide my love, only you two Be gentle in your Empire heavenly Ladies, No enemy abroad can threaten you, Be careful then, that you maintain at home No civil wars. You are pleased to smile upon me gentle Lady, And I have took it in my heart more than Imaginary blessings with what pleasure Could I behold this beauty, and consume My understanding to know nothing else, My memory to preserve no other figure. I flatter you? Venus her self be judge, To whom you are so Like in all thats fair, It sin but to be modest. Do not mistake me, it A sin but to be modest in your praises, Heres a hand, nature show me such another, A brow, a cheek, a lip, and every thing, Happy am I that Cupid's blind. If he could see, he would forsake his Mistress To be my rival, and for thy embraces Be banished heaven. If you did know how great a partly of me, Will whither in your absence, you would have More charity, one accent of unkind Language from you, does wound me more than all The malice of my destinies, o deer Madam, You say you'll take your leave of your poor servant Say rather, you will dwell for ever here, And let me stay and gaze upon Your heavenly form. This 'tis to use plain dealing, and betray the inside Of our hearts to women, did you think well of me So late, and am I forfeited already, Am I a Christian? Make me not miserable then, deer Madam, With your suspicion, I dissemble with you, But you know too well what command your beauty Has upon me. You are both my Mistress's. There is no way but one to make me happy. It is within Your powers. Since it is so That Ime not able to determine which My heart, so equal unto both, would choose, My suit is to your virtues, to agree Between your selves, whose creature I shall be You can judge better of your worths than I, My allegiance shall be ready if you can Conclude which shall would the supremacy; Take pity on your servant gentle Ladies, And reconcile a heart too much divided, So with the promise of my obedience To her that shall be fairest, wisest, sweetest Of you two, when I next present a lover, I take distracted leave. Exit. Jack Freshwater welcome from Venice. Was it not Frank Barker that parted from you? Whats the matter? Where is it Signior? I remember, But I have business now, come, home to me, The money's safe, you were to give me five For one at your return. Something it is, but when I am at leisure We will discourse of that, and of your travel, Farewell Signior. Exit. So they say, And did justify it to my face. I confess I praised they Both when I saw no remedy. Religiously? Why, and shall please your wisdom? What then? Good Cato Be not overwise now, whats the reason That women are not sainted in your Calendar, You have no frosty constitution? Why a woman May love thee one day. Mounsieur La Frisk. Enter Mounsieur La Frisk Nay Frank thou shat not go. Come you shall fit down, this fellow will make thee laugh. Hark you Mounsieur, this gentleman has a great Mind to learn to dance. How Like you this Frank? For mirth sake, and thou love me. Do but observe his method Let him set you in tooth posture. Thou art so humorous. Would would would, I wood some Ladies were here to laugh At thee now, you wonot be so rude to meddle with The Mounsieur in my lodging. Rail upon him Mounsieur, I'll secure thee, would would would. Would, would, good Diogenes, come Mounsieur, You and I wonot partly yet. You might sooner have broke your fiddle, but strike up. So so, what then did you. Leave their Character and proceed To what you did. But how came you off cousin? that must commend you. Do not you know? You did not kill him? If it be so I'll call you cousin still, my satinist Hark you shall beat this fellow. He shall give you cause presently, how now Gummed taffeta. Excellent Satire, But lash not on, stop here, or I shall kick Your learned worship. Why do not? On that condition what do you think o'that? Your leg, it he that kicked you. Why dee not use your toes then? But cold enough, wonot all this provoke him? Speak toth' purpose then. Very well. But hark you cousin Bostock, you have a mind And modest constitution, I expected You wood have lifted up your leg. Did you spare him For that consideration? The Eagles takes no Flies, is that it, how now Sir Ambrose, and my honoured friend Sir. Marmaduke? You are strangers. Prithee tell me? is the Coronel alive still? But he is shrewdly wounded. What? How? And did you take it? We shall meet at the Ball anon gentlemen. Not yet cousin, you and I would not done. You have cozened me too much. Thou most unheard of coward, How dare you boast relation to me? Be so impudent as to name, or think upon me, Thou stain to honour, honour? th'art beneath All the degrees of baseness: quit thy father, Thy supposed one, and with sufficient testimony, Some Servingman leapt thy mother, or some Juggler That conjures with old bones, some woman's tailor, When he brought home her petticoat, and took measure Of her loose body, or I'll cullice thee With a bottom. Be so baffoul'd? In presence of your Mistress, 'tis enough To make the blood of all thou knowest suspected, And I'll would satisfaction. For using of my name in Ordinaries, Ith' list of other whom you make your privilege, To dominere, and win applause sometime With Tapsters, and thread-bear Tobacco Merchant's, That worship your gold lace, and ignorance Stand bore, and bend their hammes, when you belch out My Lord, and tother cousin in a Baudihouse, Whom with a noise you curse by Jack and Tom, For failing you at Fishstreet, or the Still-yard. Will you not draw? And vex my eyes to look on such a Land-rat, Were all these shames forgotten, how shall I Be safe in honour with that noble Lady, To whom I sin fully commended thee, Though it not much, enough to make her think I am as base as thou art, and the Coronel, And all that have but herd thee call me cousin, What cure for this you Maltworm? o my soul How it does blush to know thee, bragging puppy, Dee hear me thunder, and lightning, what Nobility my predecessors boasted, Or any man from honours stock descended; How many Marquesses and Earls are numbered In their great family? what coats they quarter, How many battles our forefathers fought? 'Tis poor, and not becoming perfect gentry To built their glories at their father's cost, But at their own expense of blood or virtue, To raise them living monuments, our birth Is not our own act, honour upon trust, Our ill deeds forfeit, and the wealthy sums Purchas'st by others fame or sweat, will be Our stain, for we inherit nothing truly But what our actions make us worthy of; And are you not a precious gentleman, Thou art not worth my steel, redeem this love Some generous way of undertaking, or Thou shalt be given up to boys, and ballets, The scorn of footman, a disgrace more black Than bastard, go to the Coronel. But now I think ont 'twill be necessary, That first you right my honour with the Lady, You shall carry a letter, you will do't? Expect it presently. Exit Is the fellow mad? What a Rascal is this? Nay, now he is desperate. And noble Signior you are very welcome. I am much honoured Ladies in your presence. Interrupt me no more good Moursieur. Have you thought Ladies of your absent servant? Within whose heart the civil war of love, Excellent, Lady And are you agreed to which I must devote My loving service, and which is wisest, fairest, Is it concluded yet? You make my ambition happy, And indeed I was thinking it impossible That two such beauty's should give place to either, And I am still that humble notary To both your loves. And will you satisfy my chance. What method shall we use? Most willingly put in. So, so now let me see, I commend your device, Since I am uncapable of both, This is a way indeed, but your favour. What fool is he? That having the choice of Mistress's will be Confined to one, and rob himself, I am yet The favourite of both these, is no policy, I could make shift with both abed. In troth, and so I am, and in the mind I am in, will give my self no cause toth' contrary, Dee see? I'll draw you both. Within the name of Venus, — would a blank By this light nothing, neither name nor mark. This is a riddle yet. Say so? why look you Ladies that you may perceive, How I can be temperate too; first, I thank you Heartily, and to recompense your wit Present another Lottery, you shannot Suspect I have a thought that will betray Your innocence to scandal, let me entreat You take your chance too, this for you Madam, And this is left your fortune, do me honour To wear these pair of Jewels for my sake, So with a confidence of your happy pardon, To what is passed hereafter I shall pay To your true virtues, better service then So unnecessary trials. And be their ornament. Your presence will so ne make us active, Madam I was bold. And can you pardon? What is the deviso. Why Barker? He will come to himself again, when he hath purged Freshwater. Signior Freshwater, May it concern these gentlemen. Nay, nay, you shall go your voyage, We wood not have you loose the benefit Of travel, when you come home, you may summon Your debtors by a drum, and showing your bag Of certificates. Ladies and Gentlemen, now a banquet waits you, Be pleased to accept, 'twill give you breath and then, Renew our Revels, and toth' Ball again. Well said.
Plot summary
Plot — The Ball
Lord Rainbow is to hold a ball. Ladies practise their dancing, coached by Monsieur La Frisk, and engage in amours. Lucina has four suitors whom she teases with the prospect of marriage. She plans to see each of them in turn, but unknown to her, her servant Scutilla conceals one of them, Colonel Winfield, in her room, and he witnesses her scornful treatment of his rivals: Sir Marmaduke is mocked for his money-making schemes, Sir Ambrose for his baldness, and Bostock, who habitually boasts of his imagined kinship with noblemen, is told she will only marry a commoner—which induces him to suggest that he may be illegitimate, and therefore eligible after all. The Colonel takes a more masterful line with her at his meeting. He then suggests to the other insulted suitors that they go back and treat her with contempt. Bostock nominates himself the spokesman, and is duly rude to her, whereupon the Colonel steps in to defend her honour. She agrees to marry him, on condition that he proves himself to be a virgin; he infers another jeer on her part, and takes offence. She is in earnest, however. She tests the Colonel’s fidelity by telling him that he will be taking on her debts and children (both imaginary) and that he will have to live in the country; when he is undaunted, she accepts him. In another plot, before leaving on a journey to Venice, Freshwater sold his land and laid out money to be paid back fivefold on his safe return. When he gets back, the men who took his money seem reluctant to pay him. At the ball, he is asked to describe his travels, but does so with a suspicious lack of geographical knowledge. It turns out that he spent the summer in Gravesend awaiting a favourable wind. His debtors insist that he undertake the voyage before getting anything back. In the third plot, Lord Rainbow loves both Honoria and Rosamund, but cannot choose between them, so he asks them to decide between themselves which is worthier of him. They are annoyed to learn from the satirical Barker that this arrangement is common knowledge, and decide to get their own back by turning their affections to unlikely rivals. Barker is the first recipient of Honoria’s attention, and she encourages him to learn to dance. Sir Marmaduke and Sir Ambrose also pursue the ladies on the rebound from Lucina; they have some fun by repeatedly directing each knight to woo the other lady, back and forth. Honoria and Rosamund ask Rainbow to draw lots for them. He decides on a threesome and takes both…