HCRADEM14UPU(DEM::1:) <Actus Primus:>
 <Scea. pria. Enter .2. Gent. Vshers, z>
 <Seruants, wth perfumes zc.>
 <1.Gent.V>. <Round, round>: perfume it round: looke you dilligently
 the State be right: Are theis the richest Cushions[
 fy: fy: who waites i^th^ ward|#robe[
 <2.Gent.V>. but ^pray ye tell me
 doe you thinck for certaine, theis <Embassadors>
 shall haue this Mornings Audience[
 <1>. They shall haue it:
 that you could should live at Court, and vnderstand not[
 I tell you they must haue it.
 <2>. vpon what necessitie[
 <1>. still you are off the trick of Court: Sell your Place,
 and soaw your Grounds: you are not for this Tillage:
 (make all things perfect) would you haue theis Ladies,
 they that come here to see the Show, theis Beuties  <Enter 2. or> ] <3. Ladies>
 that haue byn labouring to sett|#off their Sweetnes,
 and washd, and curld; perfum^d, and taken Glisters,
 for feare a flaw of wind might over|#take ^em,
 loose theis, and all theire expectations[
 <Maddams>, the best way, is the vpper Lodgings.
 (DEM::2:) there you may see at ease.
 <Ladies>. we thanck ye, Sir: ||| <Exeunt>.
 <1>. would you haue all theis slighted[ who should report then
 the <Embassadors> were hansom men[, his Beard a neat one[,
 the fire of his eie, quicker then Lightning[
 (and where it breakes, as blasting) his Leggs, though litle ones,
 yet Movers of a masse of vnderstanding[
 Who shall survey their Clothes[ who shall take notice
 of the most wise behauiour of theire Feathers[
 you live a rawe|#man here. <Enter diuers Cittizens, z> ] <their wives>.
 <2>. I thinck I doe soe:
 <1>. why, wheather would ye all presse[
 <Citt>. good Master <Vsher>.
 my wiffe, and some few of my honest Neighbours here,
 <1>. pree|#thee begon, thou, and thy honest Neighbours,
 thou lookst like an Asse: why, whether would yow. Fish|#face[
 <Citt>. yf I might haue but the honor, to see you at my poore house (Sir)
 a Capon bridled, and sadled I#^ll assure your worship:
 a sholder of Mutton, and a potle of wine, (Sir,)
 some <Musick> I#^ll assure ye too: My <Toy>, (Sir)
 can play o^th^ Virginalls.
 <1>. pree|#thee (good <Toy>)
 take away thy shoulder of Mutton, he is fly|#blowne:  ||| <Ext Cittizs>.
 nay; then you had best be knockd:  <Enter Celia (in> ] <poore attire)>
 <Cel>. I would fayne see him:
 The glory of this place makes me remember. |||
 (DEM::3:) but die those thoughtes: die all, but my Desires,
 (even those to death are lost too). He#^s not here:
 nor how mine eies may guid me.
 <1.Gent>. what#^s your Busynes[
 who keepes the out ward dores there[ heere#^s fine shuffling:
 you (<#Wast coat teere>,) you must goe back.
 <Cel>. there is not:
 there cannot be six daies, and never see me:
 there must not be Desire: Sir, doe you thinck
 that if you had a <Mistris>.
 <1>. (she is mad:)
 <Cel>. and were yourself an honest man[ It cannot:
 <1>. what hast thou to do with me, or with mine honestie[
 <Cel>. I crave your mercy: I meant no such thing to ye:
 but if ye were a Gentleman:
 <2>. alas (poore woman:)
 ^pray doe not thrust her soe:
 <Cel>. nay: even continue:
 and doe not let your Office fall (Sir) I beseech ye:
 for want of Indiscretion, and ill Manners;
 you would haue made a notable sturdy Beadle:
 <1>. She must goe out:
 <Cel>. I am out already (Sir)
 out of my witts, you say: ^pray heaven it prove not;
 if this fell Fit afflict me.
 <1>. will ye be iogging[
 (DEM::4:) good Nimble|#Tongue: My fellow Doore|#keeper.
 <2>. pree|#thee let her alone.
 <1>. The <King> is com(m)ing,
 and shall we haue an Agent for the Subvrbs
 come to crave Audience too[
 <Cel>. before I thought ye
 to haue a litle Breeding: some tang of Gentleman.
 and did forgive that hereditary folly
 belongs to your Place: but now I take ye plainely,
 (without the help of any Perspective)
 for that, you cannot alter.
 <1>. what#^s that[
 <Cel>. an Asse (Sir) you bray as like,
 and (by my troth) me|#thincks, (as ye stand now
 considering who to kick next) you appeare to me
 iust with that kind of gravitie, and wisdome;
 your Place may beare the name of Gentleman,
 but if ever any of that butter stick to your Bread.
 <2>. you must be modester:
 <Cel>. let him vse me nobeler:
 and weare good Clothes, to doe good Offices:
 they hang vpon a Fellow of his vertue
 as though they hung in Iibbitts.
 <2> a par^lous wench:
 <1>. thrust her into a Corner: I#^ll no more #on her:
 <2>. ye haue enough: Goe (pretty Maid) stand close,
 (DEM::5:) and vse that litle Tongue with a litle more temper.
 <Cel>. I thanck ye (Sir)
 <2>. when the Showes are past ye
 I#^ll have ye in to th^ Cellar, there wee#^ll dine
 (a very pretty Wench: a witty Rogue)
 and there wee#^ll be as merry: Can ye be merry[
 <Cel>. O; verie merry, (Sir)
 <2>. onely ourselues:
 this churlish fellow shall not know:
 <Cel>. by no meanes:
 <2>. and can ye love a litle[
 <Cel>. love exceedingly:
 I haue cause to love you deare (Sir)
 <2> then I#^ll carry ye
 and show ye all the Pictures, and the Hangings;
 the Lodgings, Gardens, and the Walkes: And then (Sweet)
 you shall tell me where you lye.
 <Cel>. yes mary will I.
 <2>. and#^t shall goe hard, but I#^ll send ye a Ven^son|#pastie,
 and bring a Botle of wine along.   <Enter King Antigonus:> ] <and his Traine>
 <1>. make roome there.
 roome there afore:
 <2>. stand close, the Traine is com(m)ing.
 <Cel>. haue I yet left a Beutie, to cat(c)h Fooles[
 yet: yet I see him not: o what a miserie
 (DEM::6:) is Love, expected long[ Deluded, longer[
 <Ant>. Conduct in the <Embassadors>.
 <Vsh>. make roome there. <Enter y Embassadors.> ] <from Seleucus>, ] <Lysimachus
 , z> ] <Ptolomey:><Ant>. they shall not wayt long answeare
 <Cel>. yet he comes not:
 why are eies sett on theis[ and Multitudes
 follow, to make <Theis>, wonders[ O good Gods,
 what would <Theis> looke like, if my <Loue> were heere[
 but I am fond, forgetfull.
 <Ant>. Now, your Greivances[
 <1.Emb>. Then thus (Sir)
 In all our roiall <Masters> names, we tell Ye
 ye^haue don Iniustice, broke the Bonds of Concord,
 and from their equall shares (from <Alexander>
 parted, and so possessd) ye^haue hedg^d in
 (not like a Brother, but an open Enemie)
 whole <Prouinces>; Man^d, and maintaind theis Iniuries,
 and daylie with your Sword, (though they still honor ye)
 make bloody Roades, Take Townes, and ruyne Castles,
 and still their sufferaunce feeles the waight.
 <2.Emb>. We therefore,
 as yet the Ministers of Peace, of Freindship,
 as yet our <Masters> Swords, and Angers sleeping,
 all former Iniuries forgot, and buried,
 (DEM::7:) as yet to stop that swelling tide of Blood,
 (O mightie Sir) that when it comes, like Tempests
 broke from the raging North, beates all before ^em.
 We yet crave restitution of those Lands,
 those Citties sack^d, those <Prisoners>, and that <Prey>,
 the Soldiers, by your #will, stands Master of;
 Thinck of that Love (Great Sir) that honor^d freindship,
 you late held, with our <Masters>: Thinck of that Strength
 when you were all one Body; all one Minde;
 when all your Swords strooke one way; When your Angers
 (like so many Brother|#Billowes) rose togeather,
 and curling|#vp your foaming Crests, defide
 even mightie Kings, and in their Falls entoombd ^em:
 O thinck of theis; and you, that haue byn Conquerors,
 that ever lead your Fortunes open eide,
 chayn^d fast by Confidence; you that <Fame> courted:
 now ye want Enemies, and Men, to match#^ye,
 let not your owne Swords, seeke your Ends, to shame ye.
 <3.Emb>. Choose which you will, or <Peace>, or <War>, (though rather
 I could afford your Age, so much discretion
 to leave off brawling now) The <Wars> are doubtfull,
 and on Our <Horsemens> Staves, <Death> lookes as grimly
 as on your keene|#edgd Swords: Our Darts sure pointed,
 and from Our sinowye Bowes, we can raise showres
 (DEM::8:) of bloody Shaffts, shall hide the face of heaven,
 and cast as deepe Ecclipzes ore the day,
 and terrible, as yours: Our Strengthes are equall;
 Our Hopes, as high, and wanton: Even our <Men>
 the same in Labours, and in Sufferance:
 Hunger they dare contemne, as well as yours,
 and where they find no Meate, feed on their Angers,
 march on the edge of Danger; Rest, and Sleepe,
 (the soules of soft, and tender Bodies) they
 shake off, aswell as yours: And when tyr^de <Nature>
 locks vp their Spiritts, yet like Stormes, farr off,
 even in their Rest, they raise a warlike Murmurr,
 we come prepard for either.
 <Gent>. Roome for the <Prince>, there. <Enter Prince Demetrius> ] <from hunting:
  attended> ] <wth yong Gentlemen.><Cel>. was it the <Prince> they said[ how my h
 art trembles,It#^s He indeed: what a sweet noble Feircenes
 dwells in his eies[ yong <Meleager> like,
 when he returnd from slaughter of the Bore
 Crownd with the Loves, and honours of the people,
 with all the gallant youth of <Greece>, he lookes now:
 who could deny him love[
 <Dem>. Haile. (roiall <Father>.)
 <Ant>. you are well com from your Sport (Sir) doe you see this ] Gentleman[
 (you, that bring thunders in your mouthes, and Earthquakes,
 (DEM::9:) to shake, and totter my Designes) Can you imagine
 (you men of poore, and com(m)on apprehensions)
 whilst I admitt this Man, my Son; this Nature,
 that in one looke, carries more fire, and feircenes,
 then all your <Masters> lives, Dare I admitt him,
 admitt him thus: even to my Side, my Bosome,
 when he is fitt to rule, when all men Cry him,
 and all hopes hang about his head, thus place him,
 his weapon hatchd in Blood: all theis attending
 when He shall make their Fortunes; all, as suddeine
 in any Expedition he shall point ^em,
 as Arrowes from a <Tartars> Bow, and speeding,
 Dare I doe this, and feare an Enemie[
 feare your great <Master>[, yours[ or yours[
 <Dem>. O <Hercules>
 who saies you doe (Sir[) Is there any thing
 in theis mens faces, or their <Masters> Actions
 able to work such wonders[
 <Cel>. now a god speakes,
 oh, I could dwell vpon that Tongue for ever,
 <Dem>. you call ^em <Kings>, they never wore those Roialties,
 nor in the progresse of their Lives ariv^d yet
 at any thought of <King>; Emperiall Dignities,
 and powrefull god like Actions, fit for <Princes>,
 they can no more put on, and make ^em sitt right,
 (DEM::10:) then I can with this mortall hand, hold heaven
 POORE PETTY Men; nor haue I yet forgot
 the cheifest Honors, <Time>, and <Merit> gave ^em,
 <Lysimachus> (your <Master>,) at his best,
 his highest, and his hopefullst Dignities
 was but Grand Master of the Elephants;
 <Seluchus> of the Treasure; and for <Ptolomey>,
 a thing not thought on then, scarce heard of yet
 some Master of <Munition>; Or must theis Men|||
 <Cel>. what a brave confidence flowes from his Spirit[
 Oh sweet yong man.
 <Dem>. must they hold pace with vs[
 and on the same File, hang their Memories[
 Must theis examine what the wills of <Kings> are[
 prescribe to their Desires[ and chaine their Actions
 to their Restraints[ be Freindes and Foes when they please[
 send out their Thunders, and their menaces,
 as if the fate of mortall Things were theires[
 Goe home (good Men,) and tell your <Masters> from vs,
 We doe ^em too much honor, to force from ^em
 their barren Cuntries, ruyne their vast Citties,
 and tell ^em, out of love we meane to leave ^em
 (since they will needes be kings) no more to tread on
 then they haue able witts, and powers to manage,
 and soe we shall be|frend ^em: (Hah[ what do^s she there[)
 (DEM::11:) ##<Emb>. this is your answeare (king[)
 <Ant>. it#^s like to prove soe.
 <Dem>. fy: (Sweet) what make you here[
 <Cel>. ^pray ye doe not chide me.
 <Dem>. you doe yourself much wronge; and me:
 <Cel>. ^pray ye pardon me:
 I feele my fault; which onely was com(m)itted
 through my deere love to you: I haue not seene ye,
 (and how can I live then[) I haue not spoke #to^#ye.
 <Dem>. I know this weeke ye haue not: I will redeeme all:
 you are so tender now: thinck where you are (Sweete)
 <Cel>. what other light haue I left[
 <Dem>. ^pre|#thee <Celia>:
 indeed I#^ll see ye presently.
 <Cel>. I haue don (Sir)
 you will not misse[
 <Dem>. by this, and this I will not.
 <Cel>. ^tis in your #Will and I must be obedient.
 <Dem>. no more of theis Assemblies.
 <Cel>. I am commaunded.
 <Vsh>. Roome for the Lady, there:
 <Gent>. my Coach #and^#t please you (Lady[)
 <Vsh>. Roome before there.
 <Gent>. the honour (Madam) but to wayt vpon ye,
 my Servants, and my state[
 (DEM::12:) ##<Cel>. lord, how they flock now[
 before I was afraid they would haue beat me.
 how theis Flyes play i^th^ sun|#shine[ ^pray ye no services:
 or if ye needes must play the hobby|#horses,
 seeke out some Beutie, that affects ^em: Fareyewell:
 nay: ^pray ye spare: (Gentlemen) I am old enough
 to goe alone at theis yeares, without Crutches. ||| <Exit>.
 <2.Vsh>. well: I could cursse  now: but that will not help me,
 I made as sure account of this Wench, now, im(m)ediatly:
 doe but consider how the Devill has crosd me:
 Meat for my Master she cries: well:
 <Emb>. Once more (Sir)
 we aske your resolutions: Peace, or Warr[
 <Dem>. Warr; Warr (my noble Father)
 <Emb>. thus I fling it,
 and faire|#eyd <Peace>, fare well:
 <Ant>. you haue your answeares:
 Conduct out the <Embassadors>, and give ^em Convoyes:
 <Dem>. tell your high|#harted <Masters>, they shall not seeke vs,
 nor coole i^th^ Feild, in expectation of vs,
 wee#^ll ease your Men those Marches: In their Strengthes,
 and full abillities of Mind, and Courage
 wee#^ll find ^em out, and at their best Trim, buckle with ^em:
 <1.Emb>. you#^ll find so hott a Soldiers well com (Sir)
 your Favour shall not freize.
 (DEM::13:) ##<2.Emb>. a forward gentleman:
 pitty the Warrs should bruize such hopes.
 <Ant>. Conduct ^em.  ||| <Ext. Embassadors>.
 Now for this Preparation: Where#^s <Leontius>[
 call him in presently; for I meane in Person,
 myself with my old fortune.
 <Dem>. Roiall Sir,
 thus lowe I beg that honor: <Fame> alreadie
 hath every where raisd Trophies to your Glorie,
 and Conquest now growne weake, and old, with following
 the weary Marches, and the bloody shockes
 you daylie set her in: ^tis now scarce Honor
 for you that never knew to fight, but Conquor
 to sparcle such poore people: The roiall Eagle
 when she hath tryde her yong|#Ones ^gainst the Sun
 and found ^em right, next teacheth ^em to prey,
 how to com(m)aund on Wing, and check below her
 even Birds of noble plume: I am your owne (Sir)
 you haue found my Spirit; try it now, and teach me
 to stoope whole <Kingdomes>: Leave a litle for me:
 Let not your Glory, be so greedy (Sir)
 to eate vp all my hopes: you gaue me life,
 if, to that life, you add not what#^s more lasting,
 (a noble <Name>) for Man, you haue made a Shadowe;
 O blesse me this day: bid me goe|#on, and lead,
 bid me goe|#on, no lesse feard then <Antigonus>,
 (DEM::14:) and to my Maiden Sword, tye fast your <Fortune>,
 I know ^twill fight itself then: Deare Sir, honor me;
 never faire Virgin longd soe:
 <Ant>. Rise, and Com(m)aund then:
 and be as fortunate, as I expect ye:
 I love that noble #Will: your yong Companions
 (bredd vp, and fosterd with ye:) I hope (<Demetrius>)
 you will make Soldiers too[ they must not leave yee:
 <Gent>. never till life leave vs, Sir)  <Enter Leontius>
 <Ant>. O <Leontius>,
 heere#^s work for you in hand.
 <Leo>. I am ev^n right glad, Sir)
 for (by my troth) I am growne old, with Idlenes:
 I heare we shall abroad Sir:
 <Ant>. yes: and presently:
 but who (thinck you) Com(m)aunds now[
 <Leo>. who Com(m)aunds, Sir[
 methincks mine eie should guide me: Can there be,
 (if you yourself will spare him so much Honor)
 any found out to leade before your <Armies>,
 so full of faith, and fire, as brave <Demetrius>[
 <King Philips> Son (at his yeares) was an old Soldier,
 ^tis time his Fortune be a|#Wing: high time (Sir)
 so many idle howres as here he loyters,
 so many ever|#living names he looses:
 I hope ^tis He.
 (DEM::15:) ##<Ant>. ^tis He indeed; and nobely
 he shall set forward: Draw you all those Garisons
 vpon the Frontires as ye passe: to those
 ioyne theis in pay, at home; (our Auncient Soldiers)
 and, as you goe, Presse all the <Prouinces>.
 <Leo>. We shall not need: beleeue#^t this hopefull Gentleman
 can want noe Swords, nor honest harts to follow him,
 we shall be full, noe feare (Sir)
 <Ant>. you <Leontius>
 because you are an old, and faithfull Servant,
 and know the Warrs, with all his Vantages,
 be neere to his Instructions, least his youth
 loose <Vallours> best Companion (staid <Discretion>)
 show where to Lead, to lodge, to Charge, with safetie;
 in Execution not to breake, nor scatter,
 but with a provident Anger: Follow nobely,
 not covetous of Blood, and Death, but Honor,
 Be ever neere his Watches, Cheere his Labors,
 and where his hope stands faire, provoke his Vallor;
 Love him, and thinck it no dishonor (my <Demetrius>)
 to weare this Iewell neere thee; He is a tryde one,
 and One, (that even in spight of Time, that sunck him
 and frosted vp his Strength) will yet stand by thee,
 and with the prowdest of thine Enemies
 (DEM::16:) exchange for Blood, and bravely: Take his Councell,
 <Leo>. your Grace hath made me yong againe: a wanton:
 <Ant>. did you not mark a Woman my Sonne risse to[
 <Gent>. I saw her Sir.
 <Ant>. doe you know her[
 <Gent>. noe; beleeue#^t, Sir:
 <Ant>. did you observe her <Timon>[
 <Timon>. I lookd on her.
 but what she is.
 <Ant>. I must haue that found.
 <Tim>. well Sir:
 <Ant>. when you haue done, Come in, and take your leave Sir,
 some few praires along. ||| <Ext>.
 <Dem>. I know my dutie:
 You shalbe half my Father.
 <Leo>. all your Servant.
 Come Gentlemen, you are resolu^d I am sure
 to see theis Warrs[
 <Gent>. we dare not leave his Fortunes,
 though most assured death hoong round about vs.
 <Leo>. that bargaine#^s yet to make:
 Be not too hastie, when ye face the Enemie,
 nor too ambitious to get Honor instantly,
 but Charge within your bounds, and keepe close Bodies,
 and you shall see what sport wee#^ll make theis Mad|#caps,
 every mans Cock shall fight.
 (DEM::17:) ##<Dem>. I must goe see her:
 brave Sir, as soone as I haue taken leave,
 I#^ll meete you in the Parck; draw the Men thether;
 wayt you vpon <Leontius>:
 <Leo>. wee#^ll attend (Sir)
 but I beseech your Grace, with speed: the sooner
 we are i^th^ Feild.
 <Dem>. you could not please me better ||| <Exit>.
 <Leo>. you never saw the Warrs yet[
 <Gent>. not yet (<Coronall>)
 <Leo>. theis foolish <Mistrresses> doe so hang about Ye,
 so whimper, and so hug: I know it (Gentlemen)
 and so entice ye, now ye are i^th^ budd,
 and that sweet titling warr, with eies, and kisses,
 (the Allarums of soft vowes, and fightes, and fidle|#fadles)
 spoiles all our Trade; you must forget theis knick|#knacks,
 A Woman, at some time of yeare, I graunt ye,  <Enter y> ] <Leiuetenant>
 she is necessary; but make no busynes of her,
 how now <Leiuetenant>[
 <Leiu>. O Sir, as #ill, as ever:
 We shall haue Warrs, they say: they are mustring yonder,
 would we were at it once; fy, how it plagues me.
 <Leo>. here#^s one hath seru^d now vnder Captaine Cupid,
 and trayld a Pike in#^s youth: you see what#^s come #on^#t:
 <Leiu>. noe; my disease will never prove so honorable:
 (DEM::18:) ##<Leo>. why sure, thou hast the best Pox[
 <Leiu>. if I haue ^em
 I am sure I got ^em in the best Companie,
 they are Pox, of thirtie Coates.
 <Leo>. thou hast mewd ^em finely:
 Heere#^s a strange fellow now, and a brave Fellow,
 (if we may say soe of a pockey|#fellow,
 which I beleeue we may) This poore <Leiuetenant>.
 (whether he haue the Scratches, or the Scabs,
 or what a|#devill it be) I#^ll say this for him,
 there fightes no braver Soldier vnder Sun (gentlemen)
 Shew him an Enemie, his paine#^s forgot streight,
 and where other men by Beds, and Bathes haue ease,
 and easie rules of phisick, sett him in a danger
 a Danger, that#^s a fearefull one indeed,
 ye rock him; and he will so play about ye
 let it be ten to one, he nere comes off againe,
 ye haue his hart; and then he workes it bravely,
 and throughly bravely: ^not a pangue remembred,
 I haue seene him doe such things, beleif would shrinck at
 <Gent>. ^tis strange he should be all this, and diseasd soe:
 <Leo>. I am sure ^tis true: Leiuetenant, canst thou Drinck well[
 <Leiu>. would I were drunck dog|#drunck, I might not feele this:
 <Gent>. I would take phisick[
 <Leiu>. but I would know my disease first:
 (DEM::19:) ##<Leo>. why, it may be the Chollique: canst thou blow backward[
 <Leiu>. there#^s neuer a Bagpipe in the Kingdome better:
 <Gent>. is#^t not a pluresey[
 <Leiu>. ^tis any thing
 that hath Devill, and death in#^t: Will ye March (gentlemen[)
 the <Prince> hath taken leave.
 <Leo>. how know you that[
 <Leiu>. I saw him leave the Court, dispatch his Followers,
 and mett him after in a by|#Street; I thinck
 he has some wench, or such a Toy, to lick over,
 before he goe: would I had such an other,
 to drawe this foolish paine downe.
 <Leo>. Let#^s away (Gentlemen)
 for sure the <Prince> will stay^#vs.
 <Gent>. wee#^ll attend (Sir.) ||| <Exeunt>.
 <Scea. 2a. Enter Demetrius, z Celia>.
 <Cel>. Must ye needes goe[
 <Dem>. or stay with all dishonor.
 <Cel>. are there not Men enough to fight[
 <Dem>. fye <Celia>,
 this #ill becomes the noble Love you beare me,
 would you haue your Love, a Coward[
 <Cel>. noe ^beleeve^ Sir,
 I would haue him fight, but not soe far #of from me,
 <Dem>. would^st haue it thus[ or thus[
 (DEM::20:) ##<Cel>. if that be fighting.
 <Dem>. ye wanton Foole: When I come home againe
 I#^ll fight with thee, at thine owne weapon (<Celia>)
 and Conquor thee too.
 <Cel>. that you haue don already.
 you need no other Armes to me, but theis (Sir)
 But will you fight your self[
 <Dem>. thus deepe, in blood (wench)
 and through the thickest rancks of Pikes,
 <Cel>. spurr bravely
 your fiery Courser: Beate the Troopes before yee,
 and cramb the mouth of Death, with Executions.
 <Dem>. I would doe more then theis: But ^pree|#thee tell me,
 tell me (my faire) where gotst thou this male|#spirit[
 I wonder at thy minde.
 <Cel>. were I a Man, then
 you would wonder more.
 <Dem>. sure thou wouldst prove a Soldier,
 and some great Leader.
 <Cel>. sure I should doe somewhat.
 and the first thing I did, I should grow envious,
 extreemely envious of your youth, and Honor,
 <Dem>. and fight against me[
 <Cel>. ten to one, I should doe it.
 <Dem>. thou wouldst not hurt me:
 <Cel>. in this mind I am in
 I thinck I should be hardly brought to strike ye,
 vnles ^twer thus: but in my Mans mind,
 (DEM::21:) ##<Dem>. What[
 <Cel>. I should be frends with you too[ now I thinck better.
 <Dem>. y^ar a tall Soldier: here, take theis; and theis:
 this Gold to furnish yee: and keepe this Bracelet:
 why doe you weepe now[ you a masculine spirit[
 <Cel>. noe, I confes I am a Foole: a Woman.
 and ever when I part with you:
 <Dem>. you shall not:
 Theis Teares are like prodigious signes (my Sweet|#one)
 I shall come back, loaden with Fame, to honor thee.
 <Cel>. I hope you shall: But then (my deere <Demetrius>)
 when you stand Conqueror; and at your mercy
 all people bowe, and all things wayt yor Sentence,
 say then your Eie, surveying all your Conquest,
 findes out a Beutie, even (in Sorrow) excellent,
 a Constant Face, that in the midst of Ruine
 with a forcd smile, both scornes at <Fate>, and <Fortune>,
 say you find such a|#One, so nobely fortified,
 and in her Figure, all sweetes of <Nature>[
 <Dem>. ^preethee no more of this; I cannot find her;
 <Cel>. that  showes as far beyond my Witherd Beutie[
 and will run mad to love yee too[
 <Dem>. doe you feare me[
 and doe you thinck, besides this Face, this Beutie,
 this hart, where all my hopes are lock^d.
 <Cel>. I dare not:
 no sure, I thinck ye honest: wondrous honest:
 ^pray doe not frowne; I#^ll sweare ye are.
 (DEM::22:) ##<Dem>. yee maie choose:
 <Cel>. but how long will ye be away[
 <Dem>. I know not:
 <Cel>. I know you are angrie now: ^pray looke vpon me:
 I#^ll aske no more such questions.  <Droms beate>
 <Dem>. the Droms beate:
 I can no longer stay.
 <Cel>. they doe but Call yet.
 how fayne you would leave my Companie[
 <Dem>. I would not;
 vnles a greater Power then <Loue> com(m)aunded.
 com(m)aunds my life, mine Honor,
 <Cel>. but a litle:
 <Dem>. ^preethee farewell: and be not doubtfull of me:
 <Cel>. I would not haue ye hurt: and you are soe ventrous:
 But (good sweet <Prince>) preserve yourself: fight nobely:
 but doe not thrust this Bodie; ^tis not yours now;
 ^tis mine; ^tis onely mine: Doe not seeke wounds (Sir)
 for every drop of blood you bleed
 <Dem>. I will (<Celia>)
 I will be carefull:  <Droms agen>
 <Cel>. my hart that loves ye deerely
 <Dem>. ^pree|#thee no more: wee must part: hark; they March now.
 <Cel>. fye on theis bawling Droms: I an sure you#^ll kisse me,
 but one kisse[ what a parting#^s this[
 <Dem>: here: take me:
 and doe what thou wilt with me; smoother me,
 (DEM::23:) but still remember, if your fooling with me
 make me forget the Trust.
 <Cel>. I haue done: Farwell (Sir)
 never looke back; you shall not stay: not a minutt:
 <Dem>. I must haue one Farewell more.
 <Cel>. noe: the Drom(m)s beate:
 I dare not slack your Honor: not a hand more:
 onely this Looke: The Gods preserve, and save ye. ||| <Exeunt> ] <seuerally>

 <Actus Secundus>
 <Scea. pria. Enter Antigonus: Carinthus: z> ] <Timon.>

 <Ant>. <What>[ haue ye found her out[
 <Car>. we haue herkend after her:
 <Ant>. what#^s that to my desire[
 <Car>. your Grace must give vs
 Time, and a litle meanes.
 <Tim>. She is sure a Stranger:
 if she were bredd, or knowne here:
 <Ant>. your dull endeauours
 should never be imploid: how are you certaine
 she is a stranger[
 <Tim>. being so yong, and handsome,
 and not made privy to your Graces pleasures
 for I presume vnder your gracious fauor
 (DEM::24:) you haue not yet (Sir.)
 <Ant>. what (Sir[)
 <Tim>. as they say (Sir)
 made any salley on her; or delighted
 your roiall body
 <Ant>. you prate like a Coxcombe.
 <Tim>. sure, I thinck I doe (Sir) But (howsoever)
 I speake within my Compasse; in theis matters
 that concerne partie, and partie, and no farther,
 that reach but to the meere instruction
 and garnishing of youth.
 <Ant>. you#^ll hold your prating[
 <Tim>. I know not: for theis twentie yeeres, I am sure #on^#t,
 (I thinck theis five and twenty) I haue seru^d ye,
 and seru^d ye with as good, and gratious pleasure,
 like a true Subiect, ever cautulous
 that nothing you receiu^d from me, to sport ye,
 but should endure all tests, and all translations:
 I thinck I haue don soe: and I thinck I haue fitted ye:
 and if a Coxcomb can doe theis things handsomer:
 <Ant>. wellcom <Minippus>.  <Enter Minippus>
 <Min>. I haue found her, (Sir,)
 (I meane the place she is lodgd in) Her name is <Celia>,
 and much #a doe, I had, to purchase that #to:
 <Ant>. do^st thinck <Demetrius> loves her[
 <Min>. much I feare it:
 but nothing that way yet can wyn, for certaine.
 (DEM::25:)  I#^ll tell your Grace, within this howre:
 <Ant>. a Stranger[
 <Min>. without all doubt:
 <Ant>. but how should he come to her[
 <Min>. there lies the marrow of the matter hid yet:
 <Ant>. ha^st thou byn with thy wiffe[
 <Min>. no Sir: I am going to her.
 <Ant>. goe, and dispatch, and meet me in the Garden:
 and get all out ye can: ||| <Exit.
 <Min>. I#^ll doe my best (Sir) ||| <Exit>
 <Tim>. blesd be thy wiffe, thou were an arrant Asse els.
 <Car>. #I; she is a stirring woman indeed: there#^s a braine (brother)
 <Tim>. there#^s not a handsom Wench, of any Metle
 within an hundred miles, but her Intelligence
 reaches her; and out|#reaches her: and brings her
 as confident to Court, as to a Sanctuary:
 What had his mowldy braines ever ariv^d at,
 had she not beaten it out o^th^ Flint, to fasten him[
 <Car>. they say she keepes an Office of Concealements[,
 <Tim>. there#^s no yong Wench, let her be a Sainct,
 (vnles she live i^th^ Center) but she finds her;
 and every waie prepares addresses to her;
 yf my Wiffe would haue followed her course (<Carinthus>)
 (her lucky course) I had the day before him:
 O, what might I haue byn, by this time (Brother)
 But she (forsooth) when I put theis things to her
 (theis thinges of honest Thrift) groanes, O my conscience:
 the load vpon my Conscience: When, to make vs Cuckolds,
 (DEM::26:) they haue no more burthen, then a brood Goose (Brother)
 But let#^s doe what we can: though this wench faile vs,
 an other, of a new way, wilbe lookd at:
 Come, let#^s abroad; and beate our braines: Time may
 (for all his wisdome) yet give vs a day. ||| <Exeunt>.
 <Scea. 2a. Enter Demetrius, z Leontius>.
 <Dem>. I will not see ^em fall thus: give me way, (Sir)
 I shall forget you love me els:
 <Leo>. will ye loose all[
 For Me, to be forgotten, to be hated,
 nay, never to haue byn a Man, is nothing,
 soe you, and those we haue preseru^d from slaughter,
 come saffely off.
 <Dem>. I haue lost myself.
 <Leo>. you are cozond:
 <Dem>. and am most miserable:
 <Leo>. there#^s no man soe, but he that makes himself soe:
 <Dem>. I will goe on:
 <Leo>. you must not: I shall tell ye then
 (and tell ye true) that Man#^s vnfit to governe,
 that cannot guid himself: you lead an Army,
 that haue not so much manly suffrance left ye
 to beare a Losse[
 <Dem>. Charge but once more (<Leontius>)
 my Frends, and my Companions are engag^d all:
 <Leo>. nay: give ^em lost: I sawe ^em off their horses,
 and the Enemie master of their Armes; Nor could then
 the pollicie, nor strength of man redeeme ^em:
 (DEM::27:) ##<Dem>. and shall I live to know this, and stand fooling[
 <Leo>. by my dead Fathers soule, ye stirr not (Sir)
 or if you doe, you may make your way through me, first.
 <Dem>. thou art a Coward.
 <Leo> to prevent a mad|#man:
 none but your Fathers Son durst call me soe:
 (sure if he did) Must I be scandall^d by ye,
 that hedgd in all the helpes I had, to save ye[
 that where there was a valiant Weapon stirring
 both searchd it out, and singled it, vnedgd it
 for feare it should bight you[ Am I a Coward[
 Goe: get ye vp, and tell ^em, you are the <King^s Son>,
 hang out your Ladies Fauours on your Crest
 and let them fight their shares: Spur to destruction:
 (you cannot misse the way:) be bravely desperate,
 as your yong Frends before ye, that lost this Battell,
 (your honorable Frends, that know no Order,)
 Cry|#out <Antigonus>, the old <Antigonus>,
 the Great, the valiant, and the feard <Antigonus>
 the wise, and fortunate <Antigonus>
  hath sent a desperate Son, without discretion
 to bury, in an howre, his age of honor,
 <Dem>. I am asham^d.
 <Leo>. ^tis ten to one, I die with ye:
 the Coward will not long be after ye,
 I scorne to say I see ye fall, sigh for ye,
 and tell a whyning Tale, some ten yeeres after
 to Boies, and Girles, in an old Chymney Corner
 of what a <Prince> we had, how bravely spirited,
 (DEM::28:) how yong, and faire he fell: Wee#^ll all goe with ye:
 and ye shall see vs all, like Sacrifices
 (in our best trym) fill vp the mouth of ruyne:
 will this faith satisfie your folly[ Can this show ye
 ^tis not to die we feare, but to die poorely,
 to Fall, forgotten, in a multitude:
 yf you will needes tempt <Fortune>, now she has held ye,
 held ye from sincking, vp:
 <Dem>. ^pray ye doe not kill me:
 theis words peirce deeper, then the wounds I suffer,
 the smarting wounds of losse.
 <Leo>. ye are too tender:
 <Fortune> has howres of losse, and howres of Honor,
 and the most valient feele them both: take comfort,
 the next is Ours, I haue a soule designes it:
 The angrie Bull, never goes back, for breath,
 but when he meanes to arme his Fury doble;  <Enter Leiuetenant>
 Let this day sett, but not the memorie:
 and we shall find a time: how now Leiuetenant[
 <Leiu>. I know not: we are mawld: we are bravely beaten,
 all our yong Gallants lost:
 <Leo>. thou art hurt[
 <Leiu>. I am peperd:
 I was i^th^ midst of all; and bangd of all hands,
 they made an Anvill of my head; it rings yet:
 never so thrashd: doe you call this Fame[ I haue fam^d it:
 I haue got im(m)ortall Fame; but I#^ll no more #on#^t:
 I#^ll no such scratching Sainct, to serve hereafter,
 (DEM::29:) on my conscience I was killd aboue twenty times,
 and yet I know not what a devill#^s in#^t,
 I crawld away, and liv^d againe still: I am hurt plaguely:
 but now I haue nothing neere so much paine (Coronell)
 they haue slyced me for that Malady.
 <Dem>. all the yong|#men lost[
 <Leiu>. I am glad you are here: but they are all i^th^ Pound (Sir)
 they#^ll never ride over other mens Corne againe, I take it;
 such frisking, and such flaunting with their Feathers,
 and such Careering with their Mistresse|#fauours:
 and here must he be pricking out, for Honor,
 and there got he a knock, and downe goes Pill|#garlick,
 com(m)ends his soule to his She|#Sainct, and <exit>,
 an other spurrs in there: Cries make roome villaines,
 I am a Lord, scarce spoken, but with reverence
 a Rascall takes him ore the face, and fells him,
 there lyes the Lord: the Lord be with him:
 <Leo>. now (Sir) doe you find this truth[
 <Dem>. I would not:
 <Leiu>. they haue such tender Bodies too; such Cullysses:
 that one good handsom blow, breakes ^em in peeces:
 <Leo>. how stands the Enemie[
 <Leiu>. even coole enough too:
 for, to say truth, he hath byn shrewdly heated:
 the Gentleman no doubt will fall to his Iulipps:
 <Dem>. he marches not i^th^ taile #on#^s[
 <Leiu>. noe: noe: hang him,
 (DEM::30:) hee#^ll kisse our Tailes as soone: He lookes vpon vs
 as if he would say, yf ye turne againe (Frends)
 we will be|#labour ye, a litle better:
 and beat a litle more Care into your Coxcombs:
 Now shall we haue dampnable Ballads out against vs,
 most wicked Madrigalls: and ten to one (Corronell)
 soong to such lowzie, lamentable tunes.
 <Leo>. thou art merry
 how|#ere the game goes: Good Sir, be not troubled:
 a better day, will draw this back againe:
 ^pray goe and cheere those left: and lead ^em off;
 they are hott, and weary:
 <Dem>. I#^ll doe any thing. ||| <Exit>
 <Leo>. Leiuetenant, send one presently away
 to^th^ King, and let him know our state: and, heark ye,
 be sure the <Messenger> advise his <Maiestie>
 to comfort vp the <Prince>, he#^s full of sadnes:
 <Leiu>. When shall I get a Surgeon[ this hot Weather
 (vnles I be well pepperd) I shall stinck (Corronell)
 <Leo>. goe: I#^ll prepare thee one:
 <Leiu>. if ye catch me then
 fighting againe, I#^ll eate hay with a horse. ||| <Exeunt>.
 <Scea. 3a. Enter Leucippe, z her Maides, writing>.
 <Leu>. Haue ye written to <Mariane>[
 <1.Maid>. yes <Madam>:
 <Leu>. and let her vnderstand the hopes she has
 (DEM::31:) if she come speedely[
 <1.Maid>. all theis are specified.
 <Leu>. and of the Chaine is sent her[,
 and the rich Stuff, to make her show more handsome here[
 <1.Maid>. all this is don (Madam)
 <Leu>. what[ haue you dispatchd there[
 <2.Maid>. a letter to the Cuntrie Maid, #and#^t please ye.
 <Leu>. a pretty Girle, but peevish, very peevish:
 haue ye bought the embroyderd Gloves, and the Pursse for her,
 and the new Curle[
 <2.Maid>. they are ready packd vp (Madam)
 <Leu>.  her Maidenhead will yeild me: let me see now ||| <she turnes ouer> ] <a
 Booke>She is not Fifteene, they say: for her Complexion:
 <Cloe, Cloe, Cloe>, here I haue her:
 <Cloe, the daughter of a Cuntrie gentleman:>
 <her age upon fifteene>: Now her <Complection>:
 <a Louely browne>: there ^tis: <Eies black, and rolling>,
 <the Bodie neately built: She strikes a Lute well>:
 <Sings most enticeinglie>. Theis helpes considered
 her Maidenhead will amount to, some three hundred,
 or three hundred, and fifty Crownes: ^twill beare it handsomly.
 Her <Father#^s> poore; some litle share deducted
 to buy him a hunting Nag: #I: ^twill be pretty:
 who takes care of the <Marchants> wife[
 <1.Maid>. I haue wrought her.
 <Leu>. you know for whom she is[
 <1.Maid>. very well (Madam)
 though very much adooe I had, to make her
 apprehend that happines.
 (DEM::32:) ##<Leu>. those kind are subtle.
 did she not cry, and blubber when ye vrgd her[
 <1.Maid>. o, most extreemely: and swore she would rather perish:
 <Leu>. good signes: very good signes; Sumptoms of easy Nature.
 had she the Plate[
 <1.Maid>. she lookd vpon#^t; and left it:
 and turnd againe, and viewd it.
 <Leu>. very well still.
 <1.Maid>. at length she was content to let it lye there
 till I calld for#^t; or soe:
 <Leu>: she will come[
 <1.Maid>. doe you take me
 for such a Foole, I would part without that promise[
 <Leu>. the Chamber next to th^ Parck.
 <2.Maid>. The Widow (Madam)
 you bid me looke vpon:
 <Leu>. hang her, she is musty:
 she is no mans meate: beside she is poore, and sluttish:
 Where lies old <Thisbee> now[ you are so long now.
 <2.Maid>. <Thisbee: Thisbee: Agent Thisbee>:, O, I haue her:
 She lyes now in <Nicopolis>.
 <Leu>. dispatch a Packet,
 and tell her, her Superior here  com(m)aunds her
 the next moneth not to faile, but see deliuered
 here, to our vse; some Twenty yong, and handsom,
 as also able <Maides>, for the Court service,
 as she will answeare it: Wee are out of Beutie:
 vtterly out; and rubb the time away here
 with such blowne Stuff, I am ashamd to send it:
 Who#^s that[ looke out: follow your Busynes, (Maid)
 (DEM::33:) ther#^s nothing got by idlenes: There is a Lady
 which if I can but buckle with: <Altea> ||| <she turnes ouer> ] <y Booke>
 <#A. #A. #A. #A. Altea, yong, and maried>,
 <and a great Louer of her husband>: well:
 <not to be brought to Court>: say ye soe[ I am sorry:
 the Court shalbe brought to you then: how now[ who is#^t[
 <Maid>. an Auncient Woman with a Maid attending:
 a pretty Girle: but out of clothes: for a litle money,
 it seemes she would put her to your bringing vp (Madam)
 <Leu>. Let her come in: Would you aught with vs (good woman)
 I pray be short, we are full of buisynes.
 <woman>. I haue a tender Girle here, #and#^t please yor honor.
 <Leu>. very well:
 <woman> that hath a great desire to serve your Worship.
 <Leu>. it may be soe: I am full of Maides.
 <woman>. she is yong forsooth:
 and for her truth, and, as they say, her Bearing
 <Leu>. ye say well: Come heather Maid; let me feele yor pulsse;
 ^tis somewhat weake, but Nature will grow stronger;
 Let me see your legg: she treads but low i^th^ pasturns
 <wom>. a Corck|#heele (Madam)
 <Leu>. we know what will doe it
 without your helpe: Good woman, What doe yow pitch her at[
 she#^s but a slight Toy, cannot hold out long.
 <wom>. even what you thinck is meete:
 <Leu>. give her ten Crownes: we are full of busines:
 she is a poore woman; let her take a Cheese home:
 enter the Wench i^th^ Office.
 (DEM::34:) ##<Maid>. What#^s your name, Sister[
 <Girle>. <Phebe>, forsooth.
 <Leu>. a pretty name: ^twill doe well:
 Goe in, and let the other Maid instruct ye <Phebe>:
 Let my old velvet Skirt, be made fit for her;
 (I#^ll put her into action:) for a Wastcoat
 and when I haue rigg^d her vp once, This small Pinasse
 shall saile for gold, and good store too: who#^s that there[
 Lord, shall we never haue any ease in this world[  <Enter> ] <Minippus>
 still troubled[ still molested[, what would you haue[
 I cannot furnish ye faster then I am able,
 if you were my Husband a thousand times, I cannot doe it:
 at least a dozen Posts, are gon this morning,
 for severall parts o^th^ kingdome: I can doe noe more
 but pay ^em, and instruct ^em.
 <Min>. ^preethee (good Sweet|#hart)
 I come not to disturb thee, nor discourage thee:
 I know thou labourst truely: harck in thine eare:
 <Leu>. hah[
 what doe you make soe daintie #on#^t[ looke there:
 I am an asse, I can doe nothing.
 <Min>. <Celia>[
 #I; this is shee: a Stranger borne.
 <Leu>. what would you give for more now[
 <Min>. ^pree|#thee (my best <Leucippe>) there#^s much hangs #on^#t:
 lodgd at the end of <Marses> Street; that#^s true too:
 at the sack of such a Towne, by such a Soldier
 preseru^d a <Prisoner>: and by <Prince Demetrius>
 bought from that man againe: maintaind, and favourd,
 (DEM::35:) how came you by this knowledge[
 <Leu>. poore weake man,
 I haue a thousand eies, (when thou wert sleeping:)
 abroad, and full of busynes.
 <Min>. you never tride her[
 <Leu>. noe: she is beyond my levell: so hedgd in
 by the <Princes> infinite love, and fauour to her.
 <Min>. she is a handsom wench[
 <Leu>. a delicate: and knowes it,
 and out of that proofe, armes herself.
 <Min>. Come in then,
 I haue a great designe, from the <King> to you,
 and you must work like wax now.
 <Leu>. on this Ladie[
 <Min>. on this: and all your witts call home.
 <Leu>: I haue don
 toyes, in my time of some note: old as I am
 I thinck my braines will yet work, without Barme (boy)
 Take vp the Bookes:
 <Min>. as we goe in, I#^ll tell ye. ||| <Exeunt>.
 <Scea. 4a. Enter Antigonus, z a Soldier: wth>
 <Attendants>.
 <Ant>. No face of sorrow, for this losse; ^twill choake him;
 nor no man misse a frend: I know his nature
 so deepe imprest with greif, for what he has sufferd
 that the least adding to it, adds his ruyne.
 his losse is not so infinite, I hope (Soldier[)
 <Sol>. ^faith^ neither great, nor out of indiscretion,
 (DEM::36:) the yong men out of heate. <Enter Demetrius:> ] <Leontius z y> ] <Lei
 utenant><Ant>. I ghesse the manner:
 <Lord>. the <Prince>, #and#^t like your Grace.
 <Ant>. you are wellcom home (Sir)
 Come; no more sorrow: I haue heard your fortune:
 and I myself haue tryde the like: Cleere vp (man)
 I will not haue ye take it thus: if I doubted
 your Feare had lost, and that you had turnd your backs to ^em:
 basely besought their mercies.
 <Leo>. no: no, by heaven (Sir)
 we fought like honest, and tall men:
 <Ant>. I know#^t <Leontius>: or if I thought
 neglect of rule, having his Councell with ye,
 or too vaine glorious appetite of Fame,
 your men forgot, and scatterd
 <Leo>. none of theis (Sir)
 he showd himself a noble Gentleman:
 every way apt to rule.
 <Ant>. theis being granted,
 why should ye thinck ye^haue don an act so heynous
 that naught but discontent dwells round about ye[
 I haue lost a Battell.
 <Leo>. #I, and fought it hard too:
 <Ant>. with as much meanes as man,
 <Leo>. or Devill could vrge it
 <Ant>. twenty to one of our side now;
 <Leo>. turne Tables,
 beaten like doggs againe, like Owles: You take it
 to hart, for flying but a mile before ^em,
 (DEM::37:) and to say truth, ^twas no Flight neither (Sir)
 ^twas but a walke: a handsom Walke: I haue tombled
 with this old Body, beaten like a Stockfish.
 and stuck with Arrowes, like an arming Quiver,
 bloodied, and bangd, almost a day before ^em:
 and glad, I haue got off then: Heere#^s a mad|#Shaver,
 he fightes his share, I am sure, when ere he comes to it,
 yet I haue seene him tripp it, tithely too,
 and cry the Devill take the hindmost ever.
 <Leiu>. I learnd it of my betters.
 <Leo>. boudge at this[
 <Ant>. has <Fortune> but one face[
 <Leiu>. in her best vizard
 methincks she lookes but lowzily.
 <Ant>. ^chaunce, though she faynt now,
 and sinck belowe our expectations,
 is there no hope left, strong enough to buoy|#her[
 <Dem>. ^tis not this day, I fled before the Enemie,
 and lost my people, left mine Honor murderd,
 (which to a noble Soule, is too too sencible)
 afflicts me with this sadnes; most of theis
 Time may turne straight agen, Experience perfect,
 and new Swords cutt new waies to nobler Fortunes,
 but I haue lost,
 <Ant>. as you are mine, forget it.
 I doe not thinck it losse:
 <Dem>. O Sir, forgive me;
 I haue lost my Frends, those worthie Soules bredd with me,
 I haue lost myself. (they were the peeces of me)
 (DEM::38:) I haue lost all Arts (my Schooles are taken from me)
 Honor, and Armes, no Emulation left me;
 I liv^d to see theis men lost; look^d vpon it,
 theis Men, that twynd theire Loves to mine, their Vertues;
 O shame of shames, I saw, and could not save ^em:
 this carries sulphur in#^t, this burnes, and boiles me,
 and, like a fatall Toombe bestrides my memorie,
 <Ant>. this was hard fortune: But if alive, and taken
 they shalbe ransom^d, let it be at Millions:
 <Dem>. they are dead: they are dead:
 <Leif>. when would he weepe for me thus[
 I may be dead, and powderd.  <a ioyfull showt.> ] <Enter Gentlemen>
 <Leo>. good <Prince> greive not,
 we are not certaine of their deathes: The Enemie
 though he be hott, and keene, yet holds good quarter
 what noyce is this[
 <Leiu>. He doth not follow vs[
 give me a steeple topp.
 <Leo>. they live, they live Sir:
 <Ant>. hold vp your manly face; they live: they are here (Son)
 <Dem>. theis are the Men:
 <Gent>. they are, and live to honour ye.
 <Dem>. how scap^d ye (Noble Frends) me|#thought I saw ye
 even in the iawes of death[
 <Gent>. thancks to our Folly;
 that spurd vs on, we were indeed, hedg^d round in#^t;
 and even beyond the hand of Succour, beaten,
 vn|#horsd; dis|#armd: and what we lookd for then, (Sir,)
 (DEM::39:) let such poore weary soules, that heare the bell knoll
 and see the Grave #a digging, tell:
 <Dem>. for heaven|#sake
 delude mine eies no longer: how came ye off[
 <Gent>. against all expectation, the brave <Selucus>
 I thinck this day enamoured on your vertue,
 when, through the Troopes, he saw you shoote, like lightning,
 and, at your manly Courage, all take fire,
 and after that the miserie we fell to,
 the never certaine Fate of Warr considring,
 as we stood then before him, <Fortunes ruynes>
 nothing but death expecting, a short time,
 he made a stand vpon our youthes, and fortunes,
 then, with an eie of mercie, informd his Iudgement,
 how yet vn|#ripe we were, vnblowne; vn|hardened,
 vn|#fitted for such fatall ends, he cride out to vs
 Goe Gentlemen, Com(m)end me to your <Master>,
 to the most high, and hopefull <Prince Demetrius>,
 Tell him the Vallor, that he showd against me
 this day, the virgin valor, and true fire,
 deserves, even from an Enemie, this Curtesie,
 your Lives, and Armes, freely I give ^em: thanck him:
 <Leo>. ^faith, ^twas well don:
 ^twas bravely don: was#^t not a noble part (Sir[)
 <Leiu>. had I byn there, vp had I gon, I am sure #on#^t:
 theis noble Tricks, I never durst trust ^em yet:
 <Leo>. let me not live if ^twer not a famd honestie:
 (DEM::40:) it takes me such a tickling way: Now would I wish (heaven)
 but ev^n the happines, ev^n that pure blessing
 for all the sharp afflictions, thou hast sent me
 but ev^n i^th^ head o^th^ Feild, to take <Selucus>:
 I should doe something memorable: fy, sad still (Sir[)
 <Gent>. doe you greive we are come off[
 <Dem>. vnransom^d was it[
 <Gent>. it was (Sir)
 <Dem>. and with such a Fame to me[
 said ye not soe[
 <Gent>. ye haue heard it.
 <Dem>. O <Leontius>,
 better I had lost  ^em all; myself had perishd:
 and all my Fathers hopes.
 <Leo>. ^mercie vpon ye:
 what ayle ye[ ^pray doe not make Fooles #on#^s:
 neither goe to Church, nor tarry at home,
 that#^s a fine horne|#pipe.
 <Ant>. what#^s now your greif (<Demetrius>[)
 <Dem>. did he not beate vs twice[
 <Leo>. ^beate a pudding.
 ^beate vs but once:
 <Dem>. #has beate me twice; and beate me to a Coward,
 beate me to nothing.
 <Leiu>. is not the devill in him[
 <Leo>. I pray it be no worsse.
 <Dem>. twice Conquourd me[
 <Leo>. beare witnes all the World, I am a Dunce here:
 (DEM::41:) ##<Dem>. with Valor first he strake me; then with Honor.
 that stroake (<Leontius>) that stroake; dost thou not feele it[
 <Leo>. whereabouts was it[ for I remember nothing yet.
 all theis Gentlemen;
 <Dem>. that were his prisoners.
 <Leo>. yes he set ^em free (Sir)
 with Armes, and Honor
 <Dem>. there: there: now thou hast^#it
 at mine owne weapon (Curtesie) #^has beat me:
 at that I was held a Master in, he has cowde me:
 Am I not a wretched Fellow[ thinck #on#^t:
 and when thou hast examind all waies honorable,
 and findst no dore left open, to requight this,
 conclude I am a wretch, and was twice beaten.
 <Ant>. I haue obseru^d your way, and vnderstand it:
 and equall love it, as <Demetrius>;
 My noble Child, thou shalt not fall in Vertue:
 I, and my power will sinck first: you <Leontius>,
 wayt for a new Com(m)ission: ye shall out againe;
 and instantly: you shall not lodge this night here:
 not see a Frend; nor take a Blessing with ye;
 before ye be i^th^ Feild: The Enemie is vp still,
 and still in full designe: Charge him againe (Son)
 and either bring home that againe, thou hast lost there,
 or leave thy body by him:
 <Dem>. now ye raise me:
 and now I dare looke vp againe; <Leontius>[
 <Leo>. #I: #I (Sir) I am thincking who we shall take of ^em
 (DEM::42:) to make all straight, and who we shall give to th^ devill.
 what saist thou now <Leiuetenant>[
 <Leiu>. I say nothing:
 lord, what ayle I that I haue no mind to fight now[
 I find my Constitution mightely altered,
 since I came home: I hate all noyces too.
 especially the noyce of Drom(m)s: I am now as well
 as any living man; why not as valiant[
 to fight now, is a kind of vomit to me:
 it goes against my stomach:
 <Dem>. good Sir presently,
 you cannot doe your Son so faire a fauor,
 <Ant>. ^tis my intent: I#^ll see ye march away too:
 Come get your men togeather presently, <Leontius>,
 and presse where#^t please you, as ye march:
 <Leo>. we goe Sir
 <Ant>. wayt you on me: I#^ll bring ye to your Com(m)aund,
 and there, to <Fortune> give ye vp:
 <Dem>. ye love me.  ||| <Exeunt>.
 <Leo>. goe, get the Droms beate round, Leiutenant.
 <Leiu>. harck ye Sir:
 I haue a foolish busines, they call it Marriage.
 <Leo>. after the Warrs are don:
 <Leiu>. the partie staies (Sir)
 I haue given the Preist his money too: all my Frends (Sir)
 my Father, and my Mother.
 <Leo>. will ye goe foreward[
 <Leiu>. she brings a prettie matter with her.
 (DEM::43:) ##<Leo>. half a dozen Bastards[
 <Leiu>. some forty Sir,
 <Leo>. a goodly company:
 <Leiu>. I meane (Sir) pounds a yeare: I#^ll dispatch the matter,
 ^tis but a night, or #too: I#^ll over|#take ye (Sir.)
 <Leo>. the two old legions; yes: where lies the Horse Quarter[
 <Leiu>. and if it be a Boy, I#^ll ev^n make bold (Sir)
 <Leo>. away with your whore, your musty whore; you Rogue,
 now you are cur^d, and well, must ye be Clickitting[
 <Leiu>. I haue broke my mind to mine Aunciant, in my absence.
 he#^s a sufficient Gentleman.
 <Leo>. get forward:
 <Leiu>. onely receive her Portion.
 <Leo>. get ye forward:
 by this good light I#^ll bang ye forward.
 <Leiu>. ^strange, (Sir)
 a Gentleman, and an Officer, cannot haue that libertie
 to doe the office of a Man.
 <Leo>. out vpon thee:
 how came this whore into thy head[
 <Leiu>. this whore (Sir)[
 ^tis strange; a poore whore:
 <Leo>. doe not answeare me:
 Troope: Troope away: doe not name this whore againe.
 or thinck there is a whore.
 <Leiu>. that#^s very hard Sir,
 <Leo>. for if thou do^st; looke to#^t: I#^ll haue thee guelded:
 I#^ll walk ye out before me: not a word more ||| <Exeunt>
 (DEM::44:) <Scea. 5a. Enter Leucippe, z Hostisse>
 <Leu>. you are the Mistrisse of the house ye say[
 where this yong Lady lies[
 <Hos>. for want of a better.
 <Leu>. you may be good enough for such a purpose:
 When was the <Prince> with her[ answeare me directly:
 <Hos>. not since he went #a Warring.
 <Leu>. very well then:
 what carnall Copulation are you privy to
 betweene theis two[ be not afraid, we are Women:
 and may talke thus amongst our selues: no harme in#^t.
 <Hos>. no sure, there is no harme in#^t: I conceave that:
 but truely, that I ever knew the Gentlewoman
 otherwise given, then a hopefull Gentlewoman
 <Leu>. you#^ll graunt me the <Prince> loves her[
 <Hos>. there I am with ye:
 and, (the Gods blesse him) promises her mightely.
 <Leu>. stay there #a while; and gives her Guifts[
 <Hos>. extreemely.
 and truely, makes a very Saint of her.
 <Leu>. I should thinck now
 (good woman, let me haue your iudgement with me,
 I see ^tis none o^th^ worst: Come, sitt downe by me:)
 that theis two cannot love so tenderly
 <Hos>. being so yong as they are too:
 <Leu>. you say well:
 but that me|#thincks some farther promise[
 <Hos>. yes: yes:
 (DEM::45:) I haue heard the <Prince> sweare he would marry her.
 <Leu>. very well still: They doe not vse to fall out[
 <Hos>. heaven knowes, the tendrest Chickens to one another.
 they cannot live an howre a|#sunder.
 <Leu>. I haue don then:
 and be you gon: you know your Charge; and doe it:
 you know whose #will it is: if you transgresse it,
 that is, if any haue accesse, or see her
 before the <Kings> #will be fullfilld.
 <Hos>. not the <Prince> (Madam[)
 <Leu>. you#^ll be hangd if you doe it, that I#^ll assure ye.
 <Hos>. but nere the lesse, I#^ll make bold to obey ye:
 <Leu>. away: and to your busines then:
 <Hos>. ^tis don (Madam). ||| <Exeunt>.
 <Actus Tertius>.
 <Scea. pria. Enter Antigonus, z Minippus>
 <Ant>. <Thou> hast taken wondrous paines: But yet (<Minippus>)
 you vnderstand not of what Blood, and Cuntrie[
 <Min>. I labourd that, but cannot come to know it:
 a <Greeke> I am sure she is; she speakes this language.
 <Ant>. is she so excellent handsom[
 <Min>. most intycing.
 <Ant>. sold for a Prisoner[
 <Min>. yes Sir:
 some poore Creature:
 (DEM::46:) ##<Ant>. and he loves tenderly[
 <Min>. they say extreemely.
 <Ant>. ^tis well prevented then: yes: I perceiu^d it:
 when he tooke leave now, he mad(e) an hundred stopps,
 desird an howre, but half an howre: a mynutt:
 which I, with anger crosd; I knew his Buisynes;
 I knew ^twas She, he hunted: This Iorney (man)
 I beate out sodainely, for her cause intended;
 and would not give him time, to breathe: when comes she[
 <Min>. this morning (Sir)
 <Ant>. lodge her to all delight then:
 for I would haue her tryde to th^ test: I know
 She must be some crackt Coyne, not fitt his traffique:
 which when we haue found, the shame will make him leave her;
 or we shall work a neerer way: I#^ll bury him,
 and, with him, all the hopes I haue cast vpon him,
 ere he shall dig his owne grave, in that Woman;
 You know which way to bring her[ I#^ll stand close there,
 to veiwe her, as she passes: and (doe you heare, <Minippus>)
 observe her, with all sweetnes: humour her,
 ^twill make her be more careles to our purposes,
 Away: and take what helpes you please.
 <Min>. I am gon (Sir)  ||| <Exeunt>
 <Scea. 2a. Enter Celia, z Hostesse>
 <Cel>. Governesse; from whence was this Gowne sent me[
 ^pree|#thee be serious true. I will not wear#^t els.
 ^tis a handsome one:
 <Hos>. as though you knew not[
 (DEM::47:) ##<Cel>. no ^faith:
 but I beleeue; for certaine too: yet I wonder,
 because it was his Caution, this poore way
 still to preserve me, from the curious searchings
 of greedie eies
 <Hos>. you haue it: doth it please ye[
 <Cel>. ^tis very rich, methincks too: ^pre|#thee tell me[
 <Hos>. from one that likes you well; never looke coy, Lady:
 theis are no Guifts, to be put off, with powtings.
 <Cel>. powtings[ and Guifts[ is it from any Stranger[
 <Hos>. you are so curious, that there is no talke to ye:
 what if it be, I pray ye[
 <Cel>. vnpin (good Governesse)
 quick: quick:
 <Hos>. why[ what#^s the matter[
 <Cel>. quick (good Governesse)
 fy #on#^t, how beastly it becomes me[ poorely[
 a Trap put in vpon me[ well said Governesse.
 I vow I would not weare it: out: it smells musty:
 (are theis your Tricks[) how I begin to sweatt now[
 abhominable musty: will ye helpe me[
 The <Prince> will come againe.
 <Hos>. you are not mad, sure[,
 <Cel>. as I live, I#^ll cutt it off: out vpon it:
 for sure ^twas made for that vse: doe you bring me Liveries[
 Stales, to catch kightes[ do^st thou laugh too[ (thou base woman,)
 <Hos>. I cannot choose, if I should be hangd:
 <Cel>. abuse me[
 and then laugh at me too[
 <Hos>. I doe not abuse ye:
 (DEM::48:) is it abuse, to give him drinck, that#^s thirstie[,
 you want Clothes, is it such a heynous syn, (I beseech ye)
 to see you stoard[
 <Cel>. there is no greater wickednes;
 then this way:
 <Hos>. what way[
 <Cel>. I shall cursse thee fearefully,
 if thou provoakst me farther; and take heed (Woman)
 my Cursses never misse.
 <Hos>. Cursse him, that sent it.
 <Cel>: tell but his name.
 <Hos>. you dare not Cursse him:
 <Cel>. dare not be good[ be honest[ dare not cursse him[
 <Hos>. I thinck you dare not: I beleeue soe.
 <Cel>. tell but his name.
 <Hos>. ^twas <Prince Demetrius> sent it:
 now: now give fire: kill him in th^#eie (lady)
 <Cel>. is he come home[
 <Hos>. it seemes soe: but your Cursse now.
 <Cel>. ^pree|#thee doe not abuse me: is he come home indeed[
 for I would now, with all my hart, beleeue thee:
 <Hos>. nay, you must choose: alas: I deale for Strangers;
 that send ye scurvy musty Gownes, stale Liveries,
 I haue my Tricks.
 <Cel>. ^tis a good Gowne: a handsom one:
 I did but iest; where is he[
 <Hos>. he that sent it[
 (DEM::49:) ##<Cel>. how[ he that sent it[ is#^t come to that againe[
 thou canst not be so foolish: ^preethee speake out:
 I may mistake thee.
 <Hos>. I said He that sent it[
 <Cel>. beshrew thy hart, who dost^#thou vex me thus[
 I know thou mean^st <Demetrius>, do^st thou not[
 I charge thee speake truth: if it be any other
 thou knowst the Charge he gave thee: and the Iustice,
 his angry #will, if ere he come to know this,
 as he shall; he shall, (thou spightfull Woman,
 thou beastly woman) and thou shalt know, too late too,
 and feele too sencibly, I am no Ward:
 no stale Stuff, for your money|#Marts; that sent it[
 who dares send me[ or how dar^st thou[ thou |||
 <Hos>. what you please.
 for this is ever the reward of service.
 the <Prince> shall bring the next himself.
 <Cel>. ^tis strange
 that you should deale so peevishly: beshrew ye,
 ye^#haue put me in a heate.
 <Hos>. I am sure ye haue killd me:
 I nere receiu^d such language. I can but wayt vpon ye:
 and be your Drudge; keepe a poore life, to serve ye:
 <Cel>. you know my nature is too easy (Governesse)
 and you know now I am sorry too: how doth he[
 <Hos>. oh, my head: my head:
 <Cel>. ^preethee be well, and tell me:
 (DEM::50:) did he speake of me, since he came[ nay, see now
 if thou wilt leave this tirrany[ good sweet Governesse,
 did he but name his <Celia>[ (looke vpon me,
 vpon my faith, I meant no harme; heere, take this,
 and buy thyself some Triffles) did he[ good wench[
 <Hos>. he loves ye but too deerely:
 <Cel>. that#^s my good Governesse.
 <Hos>. there#^s more Clothes making for ye.
 <Cel>. more Clothes[
 <Hos>. more;
 richer, and braver; I can tell ye that newes,
 and twenty glorious things.
 <Cel>. to what vse, (Sirha[)
 <Hos>. ye are too good for our house now: we (poore wretches)
 shall loose the comfort of ye.
 <Cel>. noe: I hope not.
 <Hos>. for ever loose ye (Lady)
 <Cel>. loose me[ wherefore[ I heare of no such thing.
 <Hos>. ^tis sure it must be soe.
 you must shine now at Court: such preparation,
 such hurrey, and such hanging Roomes
 <Cel>. to th^ Court (wench[) was it to th^ Court, thou saidst[
 stay: stay, this cannot be
 <Hos>. you#^ll find I said soe:
 I say it must be: the more my grief (heaven knowes)
 I hope to find ye still, the same good Lady[
 <Cel>. to th^ Court[ this stumbles me: #art^ sure for me (wench)
 (DEM::51:) this preparation is[
 <Hos>. (she is mightie crafty:
 I feare too honest for vs all too) am I sure I live.
 <Cel>. to th^ Court[ this cannot downe: what should I doe there[
 whie should he on a sodaine change his minde thus[
 and not make me acquainted[ (sure he loves me)
 his vow was made against it: and mine with him:
 at least, whilst the <King> liv^d: He will come hether,
 and see me, ere I goe[
 <Hos>. (would some wise woman
 had her in working) that I thinck he will not,
 because he meanes with all ioy, there to meet ye.
 ye shall heare more within this howre.
 <Cel>. a Courtier[
 what may that meaning be[ sure he will see me:
 if he be come, he must: Harck ye, (good Governesse)
 what age is the <King> of[
 <Hos>. (now the Devill#^s in her)
 he#^s an old man, and full of Busynes.
 <Cel>. I feare, too full indeed: What Ladies are there[
 I would be loath to want good Companie.
 <Hos>. delicate yong Ladies, as you would desire,
 and (when you are acquainted) the best Companie
 <Cel>. ^tis very well: pree|#thee goe in, let#^s talke more,
 for though I feare a Trick, I#^ll bravely try it.
 <Hos>. (I see he must be cun(n)ing knocks this Doa downe. ||| <Ext>.
 (DEM::52:) <Scea. 3a. Enter Leiuetenant, z Leontius>
 <running after him: Droms within>
 <Leo>. you shall not haue your #Will (Sirha) Are ye run(n)ing[
 haue ye gotten a toy in your heeles[ is this a season
 when Honor pricks ye on, to prick your eares vp,
 after your whore[ your Hobby|#horse[
 <Leiu>: why: looke ye now;
 what a strange man are you[ would ye haue a man fight
 at all howres, all #a like[
 <Leo>. doe but fight something:
 but half a blow, and put thy stomach to#^t.
 turne but thy face, and doe but make mouthes at ^em:
 <Leiu>. and haue my teeth knock^d out[ I thanck ye hartely:
 ye are my deere frend.
 <Leo>. what a devill ayles thee[
 do^st long to hangd[
 <Leiu>. ^faith (Sir,) I make no suit for#^t:
 but rather then I would live thus out of Charitie,
 continually in brawling.
 <Leo>. art^not thou he[
 I may be cozond
 <Leiu> (I shalbe discoverd)
 <Leo>. that in the midst of thy most hellish paines,
 when thou wert crawling sick, didst ayme at wonders[,
 when thou wert madd with paine[
 <Leiu>. ye^haue found the cause #on^#t
 I had nere byn madd to fight els: I confes (Sir)
 (DEM::53:) the dayly torture of my Side, that vexd me,
 made me as dayly careles what became of me,
 till a kind Sword there wounded me, and easd me,
 ^twas nothing in my valour fought: I am well now,
 and take some pleasure in my life; methincks now
 it showes as madd a thing to me, to see you scuffle,
 and kill one an other foolishly, for Honor,
 as ^twas to you, to see me play the Coxcomb.
 <Leo>. and wilt thou fight no more[
 <Leiu>. in the mind I am in.
 <Leo>. nor nere be sick againe[
 <Leiu>. I hope I shall not.
 <Leo>. pree|#thee be sick againe: pree thee: I beseech thee.
 be iust so sick againe.
 <Leiu>. I#^ll iust be hangd first.
 <Leo>. if all the Arts that are can make a Chollique
 (therefore looke to#^t:) or if Imposthumes:
 (mark me) as big as foote balls.
 <Leiu>. heaven deliver me.
 <Leo>. or Stones of ten pound waight i^th^ kydneis
 through ease, and ougly diets, may be gatherd,
 I#^ll feed ye vp myself (Sirha) I#^ll prepare ye;
 you cannot fight vnles the Devill teare ye:
 you shall not want provocatives: I#^ll scratch ye:
 I#^ll haue thee haue the Tooth|#ache, and the head|#ache:
 <Leiu>. good Corronall: I#^ll doe any thing.
 <Leo>. noe: noe, nothing:
 then will I haue thee blowne with a paire of Smithes bellowes
 (DEM::54:) (because ye shalbe sure to haue a round gale with ye)
 filld full of oyle #a^ devill, and Aqua fortis
 and let theis work; theis may provoake ye.
 <Leiu>. good Corronall.
 <Leo>. a Coward in full Blood[ ^preethee be plaine with me:
 will roasting doe thee any good[
 <Leiu>. nor basting neither (Sir)  <Enter Gentlemen>
 <Leo>. mary^#that goes hard.
 <Gent>. Where are you Corronall[
 The <Prince> expects ye (Sir) #hath^ hedgd the Enemie
 within a Straight, where all the hopes, and Vallors
 of all men living, cannot force a passage:
 he hath ^em now.
 <Leo>. I knew all this before:
 I chalkd him out his way: But doe you see that Thing, there[
 <Leiu>. nay, (good sweet Coronall) I#^ll fight a litle.
 <Leo>. that Thing[
 <Gent>. what Thing[ I see the brave <Leiutenant>.
 <Leo>. Roague: what a Name hast thou lost[
 <Leiu>. you may help it.
 yet you may help: I#^ll doe ye any Curtesie.
 I know you love a Wench well:
 <Leo>. looke vpon him:  <Enter 2. Gent>
 doe you looke too.
 <2.Gent>. what should I looke on[
 I come to tell ye, the <Prince> stayes your direction
 We haue ^em now i^th^ Coope (Sir)
 <Leo>. let ^em rest there,
 (DEM::55:) and chew vpon their miseries: but looke first:
 <Leiu>. I cannot fight, for all this.
 <Leo>. looke on this Fellow.
 <Gent>. I know him; ^tis the valiant, brave Leiutenant.
 <Leo>. canst thou heare this, and play the Roague[ steale off quickly:
 behind me: quickly: quickly: neately, doe it.
 <Leiu>. and run into the thickest of the Enemie[
 <Leo>. #and if thou killst but two.
 <Leiu>. you may excuse me:
 ^tis not my fault, I dare not fight.
 <Leo>. be ruld yet:
 I#^ll bate thee one: goe, winck, and fight: for shame.
 <2Gent>. what#^s all this matter[
 <1:Gent>. nay, I cannot show ye.
 <Leo>. heere#^s twenty pound: goe but smell to ^em:
 <Leiu>. alas Sir,
 I haue taken such a cold, I can smell nothing.
 <Leo>. I can smell a Rascall: a ranck rascall:
 foh, how he stincks, stincks like a tird Gaole.
 <Gent>. what, Sir[
 <Leo>. why that, (Sir) that: doe you not smell him[
 <Gent>. smell him[
 <Leiu>. I must endure.
 <Leo>. stincks like a dead dog, Carrion:
 there#^s no such dampnable smell vnder heaven,
 as the faynt sweatt of a Coward: will ye fight yet[
 <Leiu>. nay, now I defy ye: ye haue spoake the worst ye can of me:
 and if every man should take what you say, to the hart.
 <Leo>. I thanck thee:
 (DEM::56:) I thanck thee, with all my hart: here, I forgive thee.
 and, fight, or fight not: doe but goe along with vs:
 and keepe my dog.
 <Leiu>. I love a good dog naturally.
 <Gent>. what#^s all this stirre (Leiutenant[)
 <Leiu>. nothing (Sir)
 but a slight matter of argument: a toy:
 <Leo>. sure I shall love this Roague, he#^s so pretty a Coward.
 Come (Gentlemen) let#^s vp now: and if Fortune
 dare play the Slutt againe, I#^ll nere more Saint her:
 Come, play|#fellow, come: prethee come vp: Come Chicken:
 (I haue a way, shall fitt ye: a tame Knave[)
 Come, looke vpon#^s.
 <Leiu>. I#^ll tell ye who doth best: (Boyes.) ||| <Exeunt>.
 <Scea. 4. Enter Antigonus, z Minippus (above)>
 <Min>. I sawe her com(m)ing out.
 <Ant>. who waytes vpon her[
 <Min>. <Timon, Charinthus>; and some other Gentlemen,
 by me appointed.
 <Ant>. where#^s your Wife[
 <Min>. she#^s ready
 to entertaine her heere, (Sir) and some <Ladies>
 fitt for her lodgings.
 <Ant>. how showes she in her Trym, now[,
 <Min>. o, most devinely sweete:
 <Ant>. ^preethee speake softly:
 how doth she take her Com(m)ing[
 <Min>. she beares it bravely;
 (DEM::57:) but, what she thincks: for heaven|#sake (Sir) preserve me,
 if the <Prince> chaunce to find this.
 <Ant>. peace, ye old Foole:
 She thincks to meete him here[
 <Min>. that#^s all the proiect.
 <Ant>. was she hard to bring[
 <Min>. noe, she beleeu^d it quickly:
 and quickly made herself fitt: The Gowne, a litle
 and those new things she hath not byn acquainted with
 (at least in this place, where she liv^d a Prisoner)
 troubled, and stird her mind: But (beleeue me (Sir)
 she hath worne as good, they sitt so apted to her,
 and she is so great a Mistresse of disposure: <Enter Celia> ] <Timon, Charinthus
 >, ] <z others>Here they come now, but take a full view of her,
 <Ant>. how cheerefully she lookes[ how she salutes all[
 and how she viewes the Place[ She is very yong, sure:
 that was an admirable Smile; a catching one:
 the very twang of <Cupids> Bow soong in it:
 She hath two|#edg^d Eies (by heaven) they kill on both sides
 <Min>. She makes a stand, as though she would speake:
 <Ant>. be still then:
 <Cel>. good Gentlemen, trouble yourselues no farther:
 I had thought sure, to haue mett a noble Frend here:
 <Tim>. ye may meete many (Lady)
 <Cel>. such as you are;
 I covet fewe, or none, Sir:
 <Char>. will you walke this way[
 and take the Sweetes o^th^ Garden, Coole, and close, Lady:
 (DEM::58:) ##<Cel>. me thincks this open ayre#^s farr better: tend ye that way[
 ^pray ye where#^s the Woman came along[
 <Cha>. what woman[
 <Cel>. the woman of the House, I lay at.
 <Tim>. woman[ here was none came along sure.
 <Cel>. sure I am catchd then.
 ^pray, where^#s the <Prince>[
 <Cha>. he will not be long from you:
 we are his humble Servants.
 <Cel>. I could laugh now,
 to see how finely I am cozond: yet I feare not,
 for sure I know a way to scape all dangers.
 <Tim>. Madam, your Lodgings lye this way.
 <Cel>. my Lodgings[
 for heaven|#sake (Sir) what Office doe I beare here[
 <Tim>. the great Com(m)aunder of all harts.  <Enter Leucippe>, ] <z Ladies>
 <Cel>. you haue hitt it:
 I thanck your sweete|#hart for it: Who are theis now[
 <Cha>. Ladies that come to serve ye.
 <Cel>. well considerd:
 Are you my Servants[
 <Ladies>. Servants to your pleasures.
 <Cel>. I dare beleeue ye, but I dare not trouble ye.
 Catchd with a Trick[ well, I must beare it patiently:
 Methincks this Court#^s a neat place: all the people
 of such refind a size.
 <Tim>. this is no poore Rogue:
 <Leu>: were it a Paradize to please your fancie
 (DEM::59:) and entertaine the Sweetnes you bring with ye:
 <Cel>. take breath, you are fatt, and many words may melt ye:
 (this is three Bawdes beaten into one: blesse me heaven:
 what shall becom of me[, I am i^th^ pitt|#fall:
 on my Conscience, this is the old viper, and all theis litle ones
 creepe every night into her belly) doe you heare, (plump Servant)
 (and you my litle sucking Ladies) you must teach me
 (for I know you are excellent at Carriage.)
 how to behave myself, for I am rude yet.
 but you say the <Prince> will come[
 <Lad>. will fly to see you:
 <Cel>. for (looke you) yf a Great Man; say, the <King> now
 should come , and visitt me:
 <Min>, she names ye:
 <Ant>. peace, Foole.
 <Cel>. and offer me a kindnes; such a kindnes
 <Leu>. #I: such a kindnes.
 <Cel>. true (Lady,) such a kindnes.
 what shall that kindnes be now:
 <Leu>. a witty Lady.
 learne (litle ones,) learne.
 <Cel>. say it be all his fauor.
 <Leu>. and a sweet saying ^tis.
 <Cel>. and I grow peeuish[
 <Leu>. you must not be neglectfull:
 <Cel>. there#^s the matter: there#^s the mayne doctrine:
 and I may misse it: Or a kind handsom Gentleman[
 <Leu>. you say well:
 (DEM::60:) ##<Cel>. they#^ll count vs basely bredd.
 <Leu>. not freely nurturd.
 <Cel>. I#^ll take thy Councell.
 <Leu>. ^tis an excellent Woman:
 <Cel>. I find a notable Volume here; a learned one;
 which way, (for I would fayne be in my Chamber,)
 in truth (Sweet Ladies) I grow weary: fy,
 how hott the Aire beates on me[
 <Lad>. this way (Madam)
 <Cel>. now by mine honor, I grow wondrous faint too,
 <Leu>: your Fanns (sweet Gentlemen) yor Fanns:
 <Cel>. sure I am foold:
 I#^ll make myself some sport, though I pay deere for#^t. ||| <Exeunt>.
 <Min>.  you see now, what a manner of woman she is, (Sir).
 <Ant>. thou art an asse.
 <Min>. is this a fitt Love for the <Prince>[
 <Ant>. a Coxcombe:
 Now, by my Crowne, a dayntie Wench: a sharpe Wench:
 and of a matcheles spirt: how she Ieir^d ^em[,
 how carelesly she scoff^d ^em[ vse her nobely:
 I would I had not seene her: Wayt anon:
 and then you shall haue more to trade|#vpon ||| <Exeunt>.
 <Scea. 5a. Enter Leontius, z Gentlemen>
 <Leo>. We must keepe a round, and a strong watch, to night,
 the <Prince> will not charge the Enemie, till the morning,
 But for the Trick I told ye, for this Rascall,
 this Rogue, that health, and strong hart, makes a Coward[
 (DEM::61:) ##<1.Gent>. #I: if it take:
 <Leo>. nere feare it: the <Prince> has it:
 and if he let it fall: I must not know it:
 he will suspect me presently: but you Two
 may help the plowgh.
 <2.Gent>. that he is sick againe[
 <Leo>. extreemely sick: his disease growne vncurable:
 never yet found, nor touchd at.
 <2.Gent>: well: we haue it;
 and here he comes:
 <Leo>. the <Prince> has byn vpon him:
 what a flotten face he has now[ It  takes, beleeve it:
 how like an asse he lookes[
 <Leiu>. I feele no great paine,
 at least I thinck I doe not: yet I feele sencibly
 I grow extreemely faint: how Cold I sweatt now[
 and as it were a Stitch, too: the <Prince> told me,
 and every one cride out, I was a dead man;
 I had thought I had byn as well.
 <Leo>. vpon him now (Boyes:
 and doe it most demurely.
 <Gent>. how now, <Leiuetenant>[
 <Leiu>. I thanck ye Gentlemen:
 <1.Gent>. how lookes this Man[
 how dost thou (good <Leiuetenant>.)[
 <2.Gent>. I ever told ye,
 this Man was never cured: I see it too plaine now:
 how doe yow feele yourself[ you looke not perfect:
 how dull his eie hangs[
 (DEM::62:) ##<Gent>. that may be discontent:
 <2.Gent>. beleeue me (frend) I would not suffer now
 the tithe of those paines this man feeles: Marck his fore|#head;
 what a clowd of cold dewe hangs vpon#^t[
 <Leiu>. I haue it:
 againe I haue it: how it growes vpon me[
 a miserable man I am:
 <Leo>. Ha: ha: ha: ha:  <Enter Phisitians>
 a miserable man thou shalt be:
 this is the tamest Trowt, I ever tickled.
 <1.Phis>. this way he went:
 <2.Phis>. ^pray heaven we find him living.
 <1.Phis>. he#^s a brave Fellow; ^tis pittie he should perish thus:
 <2.Phis>. a strong harted man, and of a notable suffraunce.
 <Leiu>. oh: oh:
 <1.Gent>. how now[ how is it (Man[)
 <Leiu>. oh Gentlemen,
 never so full of paine:
 <2.Gent>. did I not tell ye[
 <Leiu>. never so full of paine, (Gentlemen)
 <1.Phis>. he#^s heere:
 how doe you Sir[
 <2.Phis>. be of good comfort, (Soldier)
 the <Prince> has sent vs to ye:
 <Leiu>. doe you thinck I may live[,
 <2.Phis>. he alters howrely strangely:
 <1.Phis>. yes: you may live: but:
 (DEM::63:) ##<Leo>. finely butted (Doctor)
 <1.Gent>. doe not discourage him:
 <1.Phis>.  he must be told truth:  <Enter Demetrius, z> ] <other Gentlemen>
 ^tis now too late to triffle:
 <2.Gent>. here the <Prince> comes:
 <Dem>. how now (Gentlemen[)
 <2.Gent>. bewayling (Sir) a Soldier:
 and one, I thinck, your Grace will greive to part with:
 but every living thing: |||
 <Dem>. ^tis true: must perish:
 Our lives are but our Watches to our Graves.
 how do^st thou now <Leiuetenant>[
 <Leiu>. ^faith ^tis true (Sir))
 we are but Spans, and Candles ends.
 <Leo>. he^#s finely mortefied.
 <Dem>. thou art hart whole yet: I see he alters strangely,
 and that #a pace: I saw it this morning in him;
 when he (poore man) I dare sweare.
 <Leiu>: no (beleeue^ (Sir)
 I never felt it.
 <Dem>. here lyes the paine now: how he is swelld[
 <Phis>. the Imposthume
 fedd with a new malignant humour, now
 will grow to such a bignes, ^tis increadible;
 the compasse of a Bushell will not hold it;
 and with such hell of torture it will rise to.
 <Dem>. can you endure me touch it[
 (DEM::64:) ##<Leiu>. oh: I beseech ye Sir:
 I feele ye sencibly, ere ye come neere me:
 <Dem>. he#^s finely wrought: He must be cutt: noe Cure els:
 and sodainely: ye see how fast he blowes out:
 <Leiu>. good Master Doctor, let me be beholding to ye,
 I feele I cannot last:
 <Phis>. for what (<Leiuetenant>[)
 <Leiu>. but ev^n for half a dozen Kans of good wine
 that I may drinck my #will out: I faynt hideously:
 <Dem>. fetch him some Wyne: and since he must goe, Gentlemen,
 why, let him take his Iorney merily:
 <Leiu>. that#^s ev^n the neerest way:
 <Leo>. I could laugh dead now:
 <Dem>. heere: off with that.
 <Leiu>. theis two I give your Grace:  <he drincks.  2.> ] <Kans>
 a poore remembrance of a dying Man (Sir)
 and I beseech ye weare ^em out.
 <Dem>. I will (Soldier:)
 theis are fine Legacies.
 <Leiu>. among the Gentlemen,
 ev^n all I haue left; I am a poore man, naked;
 yet something for remembraunce: fowre #a peece, Gentlemen:
 and soe my Bodie where ye please:
 <Leo>. it will work.
 <Leiu>. I make your Grace my Executor: and I beseech ye
 see my poore #Will performd: sure I shall walk els:
 (DEM::65:) ##<Dem>. as full as they can be filld: heere#^s my hand (Soldier)
 <1.Gent>. the Wine begins to tickle him:
 <Leiu>. I would heare a Drom beate:
 but to see how I could endure it.
 <Dem>. beate a Drom there:  <a Drom beates>
 <Leiu>. oh heavenly musick: I would heare one sing to^#t:
 I am very full of paine:
 <Dem>. Sing[ ^tis impossible:
 <Leiu>. why then I would drinck a Drom full: Where lies the Enemie[
 <Gent>. why here, close by:
 <Leo>. now he begins to muster:
 <Leiu>. and, dare he fight[
 dare he fight (Gentlemen[)
 <Phis>.  you must not Cutt him:
 he^#s gon then in a moment: all hope left, is
 to work his weakenes, into sodaine anger,
 and make him rayse his passion ^bove his paine,
 and so dispose him on the Enemie.
 his Body then being stirrd with violence
 <Dem>. will purge itself, and breake the Sore[
 <Phis>. ^tis true (Sir)
 and then, my life for his:
 <Leiu>. I will not die thus
 <Dem>. but he is too weake to doe[
 <Leiu>. dye like a dog[
 <Phis>. I know he#^s weake: but yet his hart#^s whole:
 <Leiu>. hem:
 (DEM::66:) ##<Dem>. an excellent signe:
 <Leiu>. hem:
 <Dem>. stronger still, and better:
 <Leiu>. hem: hem: ran: tan: tan: tan: tan: ||| <Exit>
 <Phis>. now he#^s i^th^ way #on^#t.
 <Dem>: well: goe thy waies: thou wilt doe something certaine:
 and some brave thing: or let mine eares be cutt off.
 <Leo>. he#^s finely wrought.
 <Dem>. let#^s after him.
 <Leo>. I pray Sir;
 but how the Rogue, when this Clowd#^s melted in him,
 and all discoverd[
 <Dem>. that#^s for an after mirth: ||| <Exeunt>
 <Scea. 6a. Enter Seluchus: Lisimachus,>
 <Ptolomey, z Soldiers>.
 <Sel>. Let no man feare to die: we love to sleepe all,
 and Death is but the sounder Sleepe: All Ages,
 and all howres call vs: ^tis so comon, easie,
 that litle  Children tread those pathes before vs:
 We are not sick: nor our soules prest with Sorrowes:
 Nor goe we out, like tedious Tales, forgotten;
 high: high we come, and hartie to our Funeralls,
 and, as the Sun, that setts in blood, let#^s fall:
 <Lis>. ^tis true: they have vs fast: we  cannot scape ^em:
 nor keepes the Brow of <Fortune>, one Smile for vs:
 (DEM::67:) dishonorable ends, we can scape though,
 and worsse then those, (Captivities) We can die:
 and dying nobely, though we leave behind vs,
 theis Clodds of flesh, that are too massy burthens, <Alarum> ] <within>
 our living Soules, fly, crownd with living Conquests:
 <Ptol>. They haue begun: Fight bravely: and fall bravely:
 and may that Man, that seekes to save his life now,
 by price, or promise, or by Feare, falls from vs,  <Enter a> ] <Soldier>
 never againe be blesd with name of Soldier.
 <Sel>. how now[ who Charges first[ I seeke a brave hand
 to sett me off, in death.
 <Sold>. We are not charg^d (Sir)
 the <Prince> lies still:
 <Sel>. how comes this Larum vp then[
 <Sold>. there is one desperate Fellow, (with the Devill in him,
 he never durst doe this els) has broke into vs,
 and here he bangs ye two, or three before him,
 here five, or six: ventures vpon whole Companies:
 <Ptol>. and is not seconded[
 <Sold>. not a man followes.
 <Sel>. nor cutt a|#peeces[
 <Sold>. their wonder yet has staid ^em:
 <Sel>. let#^s in, and see this miracle:
 <Ptol>. I admire it ||| <Exeunt>. <Enter Leontius z Gent:>
 <Leo>. fetch him off: fetch him off: I am sure he#^s clowted:
 did I not tell ye how ^twould take[
 <Gent>. ^tis admirable:  <Exeunt>.
 (DEM::68:) ##<Leiu>. Follow that blow: my frend, there#^s at yor coxcomb: <Enter
  y> ] <Leiuetenant>+<wth Colours in> ] <his hand, driuing> ] <Soldiers before hi
 m>I fight to save me from the Surgeons miseries:
 <Leo>. how the knave Curries ^em[
 <Leiu>. ye cannot (Rogues)
 till ye haue my diseases, fly my fury:
 ye Bread and butter Rogues, doe ye run from me[,
 #and my Side would give me leave, I would soe hunt ye:
 ye porridge|#gutted Slaves; ye veale|#broth Boobies:
 <Leo>. enough: enough Leiutenant, thou hast don bravely. <Enter Demetrius>
 <Dem>. Mirrour of Men:
 <Leiu>: there#^s a Flag for ye (Sir)
 I tooke it out o^th^ Shop, and never paid for#^t:
 I#^ll to ^em againe: I am not come to th^ text yet.
 <Dem>: no more (my Soldier:) beshrew my hart. he#^s hurt shrewdly:
 <Leo>. hang him: he#^ll licke all theis whole:
 <Phis>: now will we take him:
 and cure him in a trice.
 <Dem>. be carefull of him:
 <Leiu>. let me live but two yeare, and doe what ye will with me:
 I never had but two howres yet of happines:
 ^pray ye give me nothing, to provoke my Valor,
 for I am ev^n as weary of this Fighting
 <Phis>: ye shall haue nothing: Come to the <Princes> Tent,
 and there the Surgeons presently shall search ye:
 then to your rest.
 <Leiu>. a litle handsom Litter
 to lay me in, and I shall sleepe. ||| <Ext>.
 (DEM::69:) ##<Leo>. looke to him:
 <Dem>. I doe beleeve a horsse begot this Fellow;
 he never knew his Strength yet: Come <Leontius>
 Let#^s now vp to theis Conquerors: they are our owne.
 <Leo>. I thinck soe: I am cozond els: I would but see now
 a way to fetch theis off, and save theire Honors.
 <Dem>. onely theire lives.
 <Leo>. ^pray ye take no way of Peace now,  <Enter a Trompet>, ] <z a Harrold>
 vnles it be with infinite advantage,
 <Dem>: I shalbe rulld: Let the Battailes now move foreward:
 our self will give the Signall: stay: a <Trompet>:
 Now <Harrold>, what#^s your messadge[
 <Har>. from my <Masters>,
 this honorable curtesie: a Parley
 for half an howre; no more Sir.
 <Dem>. let ^em come on:   <Enter Seleucus>, ] <Lisimachus, z> ] <Ptolomey>
 they have my princely word.
 <Har>. they are here, to attend ye.
 <Dem>. now (<Princes>) your Demaunds[
 <Sel>. Peace, if it may be
 without the too|#much taynture of our Honors.
 Peace, and wee#^ll buy it too.
 <Dem>. at what price[
 <Lis>. Tribute:
 <Ptol>. at all the Charge of this war:
 <Dem>. that will not doe it:
 <Sel>. you and I haue serv^d togeather (Leontius,)
 (DEM::70:) and run through many a Fortune with our Swords:
 Brothers in wounds, and health: One Meate has fedd vs;
 one Tent, a thousand times, from cold night, coverd vs;
 our Loves haue byn but one: and had we died then,
 one Monument had held our Names, and Actions:
 why doe ye sett vpon your Frends, such prices[
 and sacrifize to giddy Chaunce, such Trophies[
 have we forgot to die[ or are our Vertues
 lesse in Afflictions constant, then our Fortunes[
 ye are deceiv^d, old Soldier.
 <Leo>. I know your worthes:
 and thus lowe bowe, in reverence to your Vertues;
 Weare theis my Warrs; or leadd my Powre, in Cheif here,
 I knew then how to meete your Memories:
 They are my <Kings> employments: this man fights now,
 to whom I owe all dutie, faith, and Service;
 This Mans, that fledd before ye: Call back that,
 that bloody day againe: Call that disgrace home,
 and then an easie price, may sheath our Swords vp:
 I am not greedy of your Lives, and Fortunes,
 nor doe I gape, vngratefully to swallow ye,
 <Honor> (the Spur of all illustrious Natures,
 that made you famous Soldiers, and next <Kings>)
 and not ambitious <Envy>, strikes me foreward,
 Will ye vn|#Arme, and yeild yourselues his <Prisoners>[
 (DEM::71:) ##<Sel>. We never knew what that sound meant: No Geyves,
 shall ever bind this Body, but Embraces:
 nor waight of Sorrow here, till earth fall on me.
 <Leo>. expect our Charge then:
 <Lis>. ^tis the nobeler Curtesie:
 and so we leave the hand of heaven to blesse vs.
 <Dem>. stay: have ye any hope[
 <Sel>. we haue none left vs,
 but that one comfort of our deathes togeather:
 give vs but roome to fight.
 <Leo>. wyn it, and weare it:
 <Ptol>. Call from the Hills those Companies hang ore vs,
 like bursting Clowdes, and then breake in, and take vs:
 <Dem>. find such a Soldier will forsake Advantage,
 and wee#^ll drawe off, to show I dare be noble:
 and hang a light out to ye, in this darcknes,
 (the Light of <Peace>:) give vp those Citties, Forts,
 and all those frontier|#Cuntries to our vses:
 <Sel>. is this the <Peace>[ Traitors to those that feed vs[
 our Gods, and People[ give our Cuntries from vs[
 <Lis>. begin the knell: it sounds a great deale sweeter:
 <Ptol>. let loose your Servant, Death.
 <Sel>. fall Fate vpon vs,
 our Memories shall never stinck behind vs:
 <Dem>. <Selucus>: Great <Selucus>.
 <Sold>. the <Prince> calls (Sir)
 (DEM::72:) ##<Dem>. Thou stock of Noblenes, and Curtesie:
 thou Father of the Warr.
 <Leo>. what meanes the <Prince> now[
 <Dem>. give me my Standard here:
 <Lis>. his Anger#^s melted.
 <Dem>. you (Gentlemen) that were his <Prisoners>,
 and felt the Bountie of that noble Nature,
 lay all your hands, and beare theis Colours to him;
 the Standard of the <Kingdome>: Take it (Soldier)
 <Ptol>. what will this meane[
 <Dem>. thou hast won it: beare it off:
 and drawe thy Men home, whilst we wayt vpon thee.
 <Sel>. you shall haue all our Cuntries:
 <Lis>: ##<Ptol>. All, by heaven (Sir)
 <Dem>. I will not haue a Stone, a Bush, a Bramble:
 Noe: in the way of Curtesie, I#^ll start ye;
 Draw off, and make a Lane, through all the Armey,
 that theis, that haue subdu^de vs, may March through vs:
 <Sel>. Sir) do not make me surfeyt with such Goodnes;
 I#^ll beare your Standard for ye: Follow ye:
 <Dem>. by heaven it shalbe soe: March through me fairely:
 and thine be this daies honor (Great <Seleucus>)
 <Lis>. ##<Ptol>. mirror of noble mindes:
 <Leo>: I cannot speake now:
 well: goe thy waies, at a sure peece of Bravery;
 thou art the best: Theis Men are won by th^ necks now. ||| <Exe(un)t>.
 (DEM::73:) <Actus Quartus>:
 <Scea. pria. Enter Antigonus, z Minippus>
 <Ant>. <Noe> aptnes in her[
 <Min>. not an immodest Motion:
 and yet She is as free, and when she is courted
 makes as wilde witty answeares:
 <Ant>. this more fires me:
 I must not haue her thus:
 <Min>. we cannot alter her:
 <Ant>. have ye put the youthes vpon her[
 <Min>. all that know any thing;
 and haue byn studied how to Catch a Beutie,
 But like soe many Whelpes, about an Elephant:
 The <Prince> is com(m)ing home, Sir,
 <Ant>. I heare that too:
 but that#^s no matter: Am I alterd well[
 <Min>. not to be knowne, I thinck, Sir:  <Enter, 2. Gent>.
 <Ant>. I must see her:
 <1.Gent>. I offerd all I had; all I could thinck of,
 I tryde her through all points o^#th^ Compasse; I thinck,
 she studies to vndooe the Court; to plant here
 the Enemie to  #or Age, <Chastetie>,
 <2.Gent>. She is the first that ere baulk^d a Close Arbor;
 and those sweete Contents within: She hates curld heads too,
 and setting vp of Beards, she sweares is Idolatrie.
 (DEM::74:) ##<1.Gent>. I never see so faire a Face, so frozen;
 yet She would make one thinck,
 <2.Gent>. True, by her Carriage:
 for she#^s as wanton as a kid, to th^#out|#side,
 as full of Mockes, and Taunts: I kissd her hand too:
 walkd with her half an howre:
 <1.Gent>. She heard me sing:
 and soong herself too (She sings daintely)
 but still when any hope was (as ^tis her trick
 to minister enough of those) then presently
 with some new Flam, or other, (nothing to th^ matter,)
 and such a frowne, as would sinck all before her.
 she takes her Chamber: Come: we shall not be the last Fooles:
 <2.Gent>. not by a hundred, I hope: ^tis a strange Wench
 <Ant>. this screwes me vp still higher:  <Enter Celia, wth> ] <Ladies>.
 <Min>. here she comes, Sir:
 <Ant>. then be you gon, and take the women with ye:
 and lay those Iewells in her way:
 <Cel>. if I stay longer
 I shall nomber as many Loves as <Lay^s> did:
 how they flock after me: vpon my Conscience
 I haue had a dozen Horses given me this morning;
 I#^ll even sett vp a Troope, and turne She|#Soldier;
 a good discreete wench now, that were not hide|#bound
 might raise a fine State here, and sodainely:
 for theis warme Things, will give their Soules: I can goe nowhether
 (DEM::75:) Without a world of Offrings to my Excellence;
 I am a Queene, a Goddesse: I know not what:
 and no Constellation in all Heaven, but I out|#shine it;
 and they haue found out now I haue no eies,
 no mortall Lightes, but certaine Influencies,
 strange vertuous Lightnings, humaine Nature starts at;
 and I can kill my twenty, in a morning
 with as much ease now: Ha[ what are theis[ New Proiects[
 where are my honorable Ladies[ Are you Out too[
 nay, then I must buy the Stock; ^send me good Carding:
 I hope the <Princes> hand be not in this Sport;
 I haue not seene him yet: Cannot heare from him;
 and that: that troubles me: all theis were Recreations
 had I but his sweet Companie to laugh with me:
 What Fellow#^s that[ an other Apparition[
 this is the lovingst Age: I should know that face:
 sure I haue seene#^t before: not long since neither:
 <Ant>. She sees me now: oh heaven, a most rare Creature:
 <Cel>. yes: ^tis the same: I will take no notice of ye:
 but if I doe not fitt ye, let me fry for#^t:
 Is all this kackling for your egg[ They are fayre ones.
 excellent rich, no doubt too: and may stumble
 a good staid mind; but I can goe thus by ^em;
 My honest Frend, Doe you sett|#off theis Iewells[
 <Ant>. Sett ^em|#off (Lady[)
 <Cel>. I meane sell ^em here (Sir[)
 (DEM::76:) ##<Ant>. (She#^s verie quick) for Sale, they are not meant, sure:
 <Cel>. for Sanctety, I thinck much lesse: good ^even (Sir)
 <Ant>. nay. (noble Lady) stay: ^tis you must weare ^em:
 never looke strange: they are worthie your best Beutie,
 <Cel>. did ye speake to me[
 <Ant>. to you, or to none living.
 to you they are sent; to you they are sacrifiz^d:
 <Cel>. I#^ll never looke a horse i^#th^ mouth, that#^s given:
 I thanck ye (Sir) I#^ll send one to reward ye:
 <Ant>. Do you never ask who sent ^em[
 <Cel>. never I :
 nor never care: if it be to an honest end,
 that end#^s the full reward, and thancks but slubbers it:
 if it be #ill: I will not vrge the acquaintance:
 <Ant>. (this has a Soule indeed) ^pray let me tell ye:
 <Cel>. I care not if ye doe: so ye doe it handsomely,
 and not stand picking of your Words;
 <Ant>. the <King> sent ^em:
 <Cel>. away: away: thou art some foolish Fellow.
 and now I thinck thou hast stole ^em too: The <King> sent ^em[
 alas (good|#man) wouldst thou make me beleeue
 he has nothing els to doe with things of theis worthes
 but wantonly to fling ^em[ He#^s an old man
 (a good old man they say too) I dare sweare
 full many a yeare a|#goe, he left theis Gambolls:
 Here, take your Trinketts.
 <Ant>. sure, I doe not lye (Lady)
 (DEM::77:) ##<Cel>. I know thou lyest, extreemely: dampnably:
 thou hast a lying Face:
 <Ant>. (I was never thus ratled)
 <Cel>. but, say I should beleeue; Why are theis sent me[
 and whie art thou the Messenger[ whou art^thou
 <Ant>. Lady: looke on ^em wisely, and then consider
 who can send such as theis, but a <King> onely:
 and to what Bewtie can they be Oblations,
 but onely yours[ For me, that am the Carrier,
 ^tis onely fitt you know I am his Servant,
 and haue fullfilld his #will
 <Cel>. you are short, and pithie:
 what must my Beutie doe for theis[
 <Ant>. Sweet Lady,
 you cannot be so hard of vnderstanding,
 when a <Kings> Favour shines vpon ye gloriously,
 and speakes his Love in theis:
 <Cel>. O, then Love#^s the matter[
 (Sir|#reverence Love) now I begin to feele ye:
 and I should be the <King^s whore>[ a brave Title:
 and goe as glorious as the Sun; o brave still:
 the Cheif Com(m)aundresse of his <Concubines>[
 hurried from place to place, to meete his pleasures[
 <Ant>. (a divilish subtle Wench: but a rare spirit)
 <Cel>. and when the good old Spunge, hath suckd my Youth drie,
 and left some of his roiall Aches in my Bones;
 when Time shall tell me, I haue plowghd my life vp,
 and cast long Furrowes in my face, to sinck me,
 (DEM::78:) ##<Ant>. you must not thinck soe (Lady.)
 <Cel>. then can theis (Sir)
 theis pretious Things, the price of youth, and Beutie,
 this Shop here, of Sin|#offrings, sett|#me off againe[
 Can it restore me Chaste[, yong[, Inocent[
 purge me to what I was[ add to my Memorie
 an honest, and a noble Fame[ The <King^s> Device[
 the Sin#^s as vniversall, as the Sun is,
 and lights an everlasting Torch, to shame me:
 <Ant>. Do you hold so light account of a great <Kings> Favor,
 that all knees bowe to purchase[
 <Cel>. ^pree|#thee peace,
 if thou knewst how ill|#favourdly thy Tale becoms thee,
 and what #ill roote it takes,
 <Ant>. you wilbe wiser[
 <Cel>. Could the <King> find no shape, to shift his <Pandar> into
 but reverend Age[ and one so like himself too[
 <Ant>. (she has found me out:)
 <Cel>. Cozen the World with Gravitie[
 ^pree|#thee resolue me one thing, doth the <King> love thee[
 <Ant>. I thinck he doth,
 <Cel>. it seemes so by thy Office:
 he loves thy vse; and when that#^s ended, hates thee:
 thou seem^st to me, a <Soldier>[
 <Ant>. yes: I am one:
 <Cel>. and hast fought for thy Cuntrie[
 (DEM::79:) ##<Ant>. many a time:
 <Cel>. ^may be Commaunded too[
 <Ant>. I haue soe (Lady)
 <Cel>. O wretched man; below the state of Pittie,
 Canst thou forget thou wert begot in Honor[,
 a free Companion for a <King>[ a Soldier[
 whose Noblenes, dare feele no want, but Enemies[
 Canst thou forget this, and decline soe wretchedly
 to eate the Bread of Bawdry[ (of base Bawdrie[)
 feed on the scom of Sin[ Fling thy Sword from thee:
 Dishonor to the noble Name, that nurssd thee:
 Goe begg diseases; let them be thine Armors;
 thy Fightes, the flames of Lust, and theire fowle Issues:
 <Ant>.  why then I am a <King>; and mine owne speaker:
 <Cel>. and I as free as you, mine owne disposer:
 there; take your Iewells; let them give them Lusters
 that haue darck lives, and soules: Weare ^em yourself (Sir)
 you#^ll seeme a Devill els:
 <Ant>. I com(m)aund ye stay:
 <Cel>. be iust, I am com(m)aunded:
 <Ant>. I will not wrong ye:
 <Cel>. then, thus lowe falls my Dutie.
 <Ant>. Can ye Love me[
 say #I: and all I haue:
 <Cel>. I cannot love ye:
 without the breach of Faith, I cannot heare ye:
 (DEM::80:) ye hang vpon my Love, like Frosts, on Lillies,
 I can dye, but I cannot love: you are answeard ||| <Exit>
 <Ant>. I must find apter meanes: I love her truely ||| <Exit>.
 <Scea. 2a. Enter Demetrius: Leontius>;
 <Gent: Soldiers: y Host> (<talking wth Demetr9>)
 <Dem>. Heather doe you say She is come[
 <Host>. yes (Sir) I am sure #on#^t:
 for whilst I wayted on ye, putting my Wiffe in trust,
 I know not by what meanes, but the <King> found her;
 and heather She was brought; how, or to what end,
 <Dem>. my Father found her[
 <Host>. so my Wiffe informes me:
 <Dem>. <Leontius>, ^pray drawe|#off the <Soldiers>,
 I would #a while be privat:
 <Leo>. Fall|#off Gentlemen,
 the <Prince> would be alone. ||| <Exeunt>.
 <Dem>. Is he so cun(n)ing[
 there is some Trick in this: and yow must know it:
 and be an Agent too: which if it prove soe:
 <Host>. pull me to peeces, Sir:
 <Dem>. my Father found her[
 my Father brought her hether[ went she willingly[
 <Host>. my Wiffe saies, full of doubts.  <Enter Antigonus:> ] <Minippus: Leontiu
 s zc.><Dem>. I cannot blame her:
 no more: There is no trust; no faith in Mankind.
 (DEM::81:) ##<Ant>. keepe her vp close: he must not come to see her:
 You are wellcom nobely now: wellcom home (Gentlemen)
 you haue don a curteous Service on the Enemie,
 hath tyde his Faith for ever: you shall find it:
 you are not now in^s debt (Son) Still your sad lookes[
 <Leontius>, what#^s the matter[
 <Leo>. ^faith Sir, I know not:
 we haue byn as merry since we went:
 <Leiu>: I feele it:
 <Ant>. Come: what#^s the matter now[ Doe you want Money[
 (sure he hath heard o^th^ Wench)
 <Dem>. is that a want (Sir[)
 I would fayne speake to your Grace,
 <Ant>. you may doe freely:
 <Dem>. and not deserve your anger[
 <Ant>. that ye may too:
 <Dem>. there was a Gentle Woman, and sometimes my Prisoner,
 which I thought well of, (Sir) your Grace conceives me[
 <Ant>. I doe indeed; and with much greif, conceive ye,
 with full as much greif, as your Mother bore ye;
 There was such a Woman, would I might aswell say
 there was no such <Demetrius>
 <Dem>. She was vertuous:
 and therefore not vnfitt my Youth, to love her:
 she was as faire:
 <Ant>. her Beutie, I#^ll proclaime too
 to be as rich, as ever raignd in Woman,
 (DEM::82:) but how she made that good, the Devill knowes;
 <Dem>. She was: oh, heaven:
 <Ant>. the #Hell, to all thy Glories;
 swallow^d thy youth; made shipwrack of thine Honor:
 she was a Devill:
 <Dem>. ye^are my <Father> (Sir)
 <Ant>. and since you take a pride to show your Follies,
 I#^ll muster ^em; and all the world shall view ^em:
 <Leo>. (what heate is this[ the <King^s> eies speake his anger:
 <Ant>. thou hast abusd thy youth; drawne to thy fellowship
 instead of Arts, and Armes, a Womans kisses,
 the Subtleties, and soft heates of a Harlot.
 <Dem>. good Sir, mistake her not:
 <Ant>. a Witch, a Sorcerer:
 (I tell thee but the truth; and heare <Demetrius>)
 which hath so dealt vpon thy Blood, (with Charmes
 divillish, and darck) so lockd vp all thy Vertues,
 so pluckt thee back from what thou sproongst from, glorious,
 <Dem>. oh heaven, that any tongue but his, durst say this:
 that any hart, durst harbor it: Dread <Father>
 if for the Inocent the Gods allow vs
 to bend our knees.
 <Ant>. away: thou art be|#Witch^d still,
 though she be dead, her Power still lives vpon thee:
 <Dem>. Dead[ oh, (sacred Sir) dead did you say[
 <Ant>. She is dead (Foole)
 (DEM::83:) ##<Dem>. It is not possible: Be not so angrie;
 say, She is falne vnder your sad displeasure,
 or any thing but Dead; say she is banish^d
 Invent a Crime, and I#^ll beleeue it (Sir)
 <Ant>. Dead, by the Law: We found her #Hell, and her;
 I meane her Charmes, and Spells, for which she perish^d,
 and she confest she drew thee to thy Ruyne,
 and purposd it: purposd my Empires overthrowe:
 <Dem>. but is she dead[ was there no pitty (Sir)[
 if her youth er^d, was there no mercy shew^d her[
 Did ye looke vpon her Face, when ye Condempn^d her[
 <Ant>. I look^d vpon her hart, and there she was hideous:
 <Dem>. Can she be dead[ Can <Vertue> fall vntimely[
 <Ant>. she is dead: deservingly she died:
 <Dem>. I haue don then:
 Oh matchles Sweetnes, whether art thou vanish^d,
 Oh thou faire Soule of all thy Sex: What Paradize
 hast thou enrich^d and blesd[ I am your Son (Sir)
 and to all you shall Com(m)aund, stand most obedient;
 Onely a litle time I must entreate you
 to studdy to forget her; (^twill not be long (Sir)
 nor I long after it) Art thou dead (<Celia>,)[
 Dead (my poore Wench)[, my Ioy, pluckd greene, wth violence[
 Oh faire sweet Flowre, farewell: Come, thou Destroyer,
 <Sorrow> (thou melter of the Soule) dwell with me.
 Dwell with me solitary Thoughtes, Teares, Cryings:
 (DEM::84:) Nothing, that loves the day, love me, or seeke me
 Nothing that loves his owne life, haunt about me;
 and <Loue>, I charge thee, never charme mine eies more,
 nor nere betray a Beutie, to my Curses;
 for I shall Cursse all now: hate all: for|#sweare all:
 and all the Broode of fruitfull <Nature>, vex at:
 for She is gon, that was all: and I nothing. ||| <Exit>.
 <Ant>. this opinion must be maintaind.
 <Min>. it shalbe (Sir)
 <Ant>. Let him goe: I can at mine owne pleasure
 draw him to th^ right againe: Wayt you Instructions,
 and see the Soldier paid (<Leontius)
 Once more, ye are Wellcom home all
 <all>. Health to your Highnes:  ||| <Ext Ant: zc>.
 <Leo>. Thou wentst along the Iorney, how canst thou tell[
 <Host>. I did: but I am sure ^tis soe: had I stayd behind
 I thinck this had not proved:
 <Leo>. a Wench the reason[
 <Leiu>. who#^s that talkes of a Wench, there[
 <Leo>. all this discontent
 about a Wench[
 <Leiu>. where is this wench (good Corronall)[
 <Leo>. ^pree|#thee hold thy peace: who calls thee to Councell[
 <Leiu>: why, if there be a Wench:  <Enter 2. Gent>.
 <Leo>. ^tis fitt thou know her:
 that I#^ll say for thee: and as fitt thou art for her,
 let her be mew^d, or stopd: how is it (Gentlemen[)
 (DEM::85:) ##<Gent>. he#^s wondrous discontent: Will speake to no man;
 #hath taken his Chamber close: admitts no entrance,
 Teares, in his Eies, and Cryings out:
 <Host>. ^tis so (Sir)
 and now I wish myself half hangd ere I went this Iorney:
 <Leo>. what is this Woman[
 <Leiu>. #I:
 <Host>. I cannot tell ye:
 but handsome as heaven:
 <Leiu>. she#^s not so high, I hope (Sir.)
 <Leo>. where is she[
 <Leiu>. #I: that would be knowne.
 <Leo>. (why Sirha[)
 <Host>. I cannot show ye neither:
 the <King> hath now disposd of her:
 <Leo>. there lies the matter:
 Will he admit none come to Comfort him[
 <Gent>. not any neere: nor (let ^em knock their harts out)
 will never speake:
 <Leiu>. ^tis the best way, if he  haue her.
 for (looke you) a man would be loth to be disturbd in#^s pastime.
 ^tis every good mans Case.
 <Leo>. (^tis all thy life)
 We must not suffer this: we dare not suffer it:
 For when theis tender Soules meete deepe Afflictions
 they are not strong enough to struggle with ^em,
 but drop away as Snow doth from a Mountaine,
 (DEM::86:) and in the Torrent of their owne Sighes, sinck themselues:
 I will, and must speake to him:
 <Leiu>. so must I too:
 he promisd me a Charge.
 <Leo>. of what[ of Children[
 vpon my conscience thou hast a doble Companie.
 and all of thine owne begetting already.
 <Leiu>. that#^s all one:
 I#^ll raise ^em to a Regiment, and there Com(m)aund ^em.
 When they turne disobedient, vnbegett ^em,
 knock ^em o^th^ head, and put in new:
 <Leo>. a rare way:
 but for all this, thou art not valiant enough
 to dare to see the <Prince> now[
 <Leiu>. doe ye thinck he#^s angrie[
 <1.Gent>. extreemely vexd,
 <2.Gent>. to the endangering of any man comes neere him:
 <1.Gent>. yet, if thou couldst but wyn him out; what ere thy Suit|](|were
 beleeue it graunted presently.
 <Leo>. yet, you must thinck though
 that in the doing he may breake vpon Ye: ] and |||

 <Leiu>. if he doe not kill me.
 <Leo>. there#^s the question:
 <Leiu>. for half a dozen hurts:
 <Leo>. art thou so valiant[
 <Leiu>. not absolutely so neither: no, it cannot be:
 (DEM::87:) I want my Imposthumes, and my Things about me,
 yet, I#^ll make danger (Corronall)
 <Leo>. ^twilbe rare sport,
 how ere it take: give me thy hand: yf thou dost this,
 I#^ll raise thee vp a horse Troope; take my Word for#^t.
 <Leiu>. what may be don by humaine man,
 <Leo>. let#^s goe then,
 <Gent>. away, before he coole; he will reneage els ||| <Exeunt>.
 <Scea. 3a. Enter Antigonus: Minippus, z> ] <Leucippe>.

 <Ant>. Will she not yeild[
 <Leuc>. for all we can vrge to her,
 I swore you would marry her; She laughd extreemely,
 and then she rayld like Thunder:  <Enter a Magitian> ] <wth a Bowle in his> ] <h
 and><Ant>: Call in the <Magitian>
 I must and will obtaine her, I am ashes els.
 Are all the Philters in[ Charmes[, Powders[ Rootes[
 <Mag>. they are all in: and now I onely stay
 the Invocation of some helping Spirits
 <Ant>. to your Work then, and dispatch:
 <Mag>. Sit still, and feare not:
 <Leu>. I shall neuer endure theis sightes
 <Ant>. away with the Woman:
 goe wayt without.
 <Leuc>. when the Devill#^s gon, ^pray call me:
 (DEM::88:) ##<Ant>. be#sure  you make it powerfull enough
 <Mag>. ^pray doubt not: ||| <He seemes to Coniure: sweete>
 +<Musiq(ue) is heard, and an> ] <Antick of litle Fayeries>
 +<enter, z dance about y Bowle>, ] <and fling in things, z Ext.>
 Now (Sir) ^tis full: and whosoever drincks this
 shall violently doate vpon your Person,
 and never sleepe, nor eate vnsatisfied.
 So many howres ^twill work, and work with violence,
 and those expird, ^tis don: you haue my #Art (Sir)
 <Ant>. see him rewarded liberally: <Leucippe>,
 here, take this Bowle: and when she calls for wine next,
 be sure you give her this, and see her drinck it,
 delay no time: when she calls next.
 <Leuc>. I shall (Sir)
 <Ant>. let none els touch it, on your life.
 <Leuc>. I am chargd, (Sir)
 <Ant>. Now, if she haue an Antidote, let her scape me ||| <Ext>.
 <Scea. 4. Enter Leontius, Gent. z Leiutenant>
 <Gent>. There#^s the doore (<Leiutenant>) if ye dare doe any thing
 <Leo>. heer#^s no man waytes.
 <Gent>. #has given a charge, that none shall;
 nor none shall  come with in the hearing of him.
 dare ye goe forward[
 <Leiu>. Let me put on my Skull first,
 my head#^s almost beaten in to th^ pap of an Apple:
 Are there no Guns i^th^ dore[
 <Leo>. the Rogue will doe it:
 and yet I know he has no stomach to#^t.
 (DEM::89:) ##<Leiu>. What Loope|#holes are there when I knock, for Stones
 for those may pepper me: I can perceive none:
 <Leo>. how he viewes the Fortification[
 <Leiu>. farewell Gentlemen,
 if I be killd.
 <Leo>. wee#^ll see thee buried bravely:
 <Leiu>. how should I know that then[ I#^ll knock softly.
 ^pray heaven he speake in a low voice now to comfort me,
 I feele I haue no hart to#^t: Is#^t well Gentlemen[
 Coronall, my Troope.
 <Leo>. a litle lowder,
 <Leiu>. stay, stay:
 here is a windowe; I will see: stand wide.
 beware he#^s charging of a Gun:
 <Leo>. ther#^s no such matter:
 there#^s no body in this Roome.
 <Leiu>. oh, ^twas a Fire|#shovell:
 Now I#^ll knock lowder: yf he say who#^s there
 (as sure he has so much manners) then will I answeare
 so finely, and demurely: My Troope, (Coronall)
 <Gent>. knock lowder (Foole,) he heares not.
 <Leiu>. you Foole, doe soe:
 Doe if ye dare now.
 <Gent>. I doe not vndertake it.
 <Leiu>. then hold your peace, and medle with your owne matters.
 <Leo>. now he will knock.
 <Leiu>. Sir: Sir: #wil^t please you heare (Sir[)
 (DEM::90:) your Grace[ I#^ll looke againe: what#^s that[
 <Leo>: he#^s there now:
 ^Lord how he stares; I nere yet saw him thus alterd:
 stand now, and take the Troope.
 <Leiu>. would I were in#^t,
 and a good Horse vnder me: I must knocke againe;
 the devill#^s at my fingers ends: He comes now,
 Now (<Coronall>) if I live:  <Enter Demetrius, wth> ] <a Pistoll>
 <Leo>. the Troope#^s thine owne, Boy:
 <Dem>. what desperate Foole, ambitious of his Ruine[
 <Leiu>. your Father would desire ye (Sir) to come to dinner.
 <Dem>. thou art no more:
 <Leiu>. now: now: now: now: ||| <he swounds>:
 <Dem>. poore Coxcomb,
 why doe I ayme at thee[ ||| <Exit Dem>.
 <Leo>. his feare has killd him:  <Enter Leucippe>
 alas, he#^s almost stiff: bend him, and rub him:
 <Gent>. hold his nose close: You: if you be a woman,
 help vs a litle: heere#^s a man neere perishd.
 <Leu>. alas: alas: I haue nothing here, about me:
 looke to my Bowle, I#^ll run in presently
 and fetch some Waters: Bend him, and set him vpwards:
 a goodly man. ||| <Exit>.
 <Leo>. heere#^s a brave hart: he#^s warme againe: you shall not
 leave vs i^th^ lurch so (Sirha.)
 <Gent>. now he breathes too:
 (DEM::91:) yf we had but any drinck, to raise his Spirits
 <Leo>. what#^s that i^th^ Bowle[ vpon my life, good Liquor,
 she would not owne it els.
 <Gent>. he sees:
 <Leo>. Looke vp, (Boy)
 and take this Cup, and drinck it off: I#^ll pleadge thee;
 guid it to his mouth: he swallowes hartely:
 <Gent>. oh: feare, and Sorrow#^s drie: ^tis off.
 <Leo>. stand vp, Man:
 <Leiu>. am I not shott[
 <Leo>. away with him, and cheere him:
 Thou hast won the Troope:
 <Leiu>. I thinck I won it bravely.
 <Leo>. Goe: I must see the <Prince>: he must not live thus
 and let me heare an hower hence from ye:
 <Gent>. well Sir ||| <Ext>. ||| <Enter Leucippe>
 <Leu>. here: here: Wher#^s the sick Gentleman[
 <Leo>. he#^s vp, and gon (Lady)
 <Leu>. alas, that I came so late:
 <Leo>. he must still thanck ye:
 ye left that in the Cup here, did him comfort:
 <Leu>: that, in the Bowle[
 <Leo>. yes truely: very much comfort.
 he dranck it off, and after that spoke lustely:
 <Leu>. did he drinck it all[
 <Leo>. all off:
 (DEM::92:) ##<Leu>. the devill choake him:
 I am vndon: #has twenty Devills in him:
 vndon for ever: left he none[
 <Leo>. I thinck not:
 <Leu>: noe: not a dropp: What shall becom of me now[
 had he no where els to swownd[ a vengance swownd him;
 vndon: vndon: vndon: Stay: I can lye yet:
 and sweare too at a pinch: that#^s all my Comfort:
 looke to him: I say looke to him: and but mark what followes.
 <Enter Demetrius>
 <Leo>. what a devill ayles the woman[ here comes the <Prince> againe:
 with such a Sadnes on his face, as Sorrow,
 Sorrow herself, but poorely imytates:
 Sorrow of Sorrowes on that hart, that causd it:
 <Dem>. Whie might she not be falce, and treacherous to me,
 and found so by my <Father>[ She was a woman;
 and many a|#one of that Sex, (yong, and faire,
 as full of faith as she) have falne, and fowly:
 <Leo>. It is a Wench: oh, that I knew the Circumstance:
 <Dem>. why might not (to preserve me from this Ruine,
 She having lost her Honor, and abusd me[)
 my Father, change the formes o^th^ Crimes, and execute
 his Anger on a fault, she nere com(m)itted,
 onely to keepe me saffe[ why should I thinck soe[
 She never was to me, but all Obedience,
 Sweetnes, and Love:
 (DEM::93:) ##<Leo>. how hartely he weepes now[
 I haue not wept theis thirty yeares, and vpwards,
 but now, if I should be hangd, I cannot hold from it.
 it greives me to the hart.
 <Dem>. who#^s that, that mocks me[
 <Leo>. shame light on him that mocks ye: I greive hartely:
 truely, and hartely to see you thus, (Sir)
 and if it lay in my power, Gods are my Witnes,
 who ere he be, that tooke your sweet Peace, from ye,
 I am not so old yet: nor want I spirit:
 <Dem>. no more of that: no more (<Leontius>)
 Revenges are the Gods: our part is Sufferance:
 farewell: I shall not see thee long.
 <Leo>. for heaven|#sake
 tell me the cause: I know there is a Woman in#^t;
 Doe you hold me faithfull[ dare ye trust your Soldier[
 sweet <Prince>, the Cause[
 <Dem>. I must not: dare not tell it;
 and, as thou art an honest man, enquire it not:
 <Leo>. will ye be merry then[
 <Dem>. I am wondrous merry.
 <Leo>. ^tis wondrous well: You thinck now, this becoms ye:
 fye #on#^t, it doth not (Sir) it showes not handsomely:
 yf I were thus, you would sweare I were an Asse straight;
 a woodden asse: whyne for a Wench[
 (DEM::94:) ##<Dem>: ^pre|#thee leave me;
 <Leo>. I will not leave yee: For a Tit[
 <Dem>. <Leontius>:
 <Leo>. for that you may haue any Where for six pence[
 (and a deere penneyworth too)
 <Dem>. nay; then you are troublesome:
 <Leo>. not half so troublesome, as you are to Yourself (Sir)
 Was that brave hart, made to pant for a Placket[
 and now i^th^ Dog|#daies too[ when nothing dare love[
 that noble Mind, to melt away, and mowlder,
 for a hay|#nonney|#nonney[ would I had a Glasse here,
 to show ye what a pretty Toy ye are turn^d to.
 <Dem>. my wretched fortune.
 <Leo>. will ye but let me know her[
 I#^ll once turne Bawd (goe|#too, they are good mens Offices,
 and not so contemptible, as we take ^em for,)
 and if she be aboue|#ground, and a woman,
 I ask no more; I#^ll bring her on my back, (Sir)
 by this hand, I will: and I had as leif bring the Devill:
 I care not who she be; nor where I haue her;
 and, in your Armes, or the next Bed, deliuer her:
 which you thinck fittest: and when yow haue dauncd yor Galliard
 <Dem>. away, and Foole to them, are so affected:
 Oh, thou art gon: and all my Comfort with thee
 wilt thou doe one thing, for me[
 (DEM::95:) ##<Leo>. all things i^#th^ world, (Sir)
 and of all dangers:
 <Dem>. sweare:
 <Leo>. I will, by heaven:
 <Dem>. Come neere me no more then:
 <Leo>. how[
 <Dem>. Come no more neere me:
 Thou art a Hart|#sore to me: ||| <Exit>
 <Leo>. give ye good|#even (Sir)
 if you be sufferd thus, we shall have fine sport:
 I will be sorer yet. <Enter Gent>.
 <Gent>. how now[ how do^s he [
 <Leo>. nay, if I tell ye, hang me; or any man els;
 that hath his nineteene Witts: he has the Bots I thinck;
 he grones, and wrings, and kicks.
 <Gent>. will he speake yet[
 <Leo>. not willingly:
 shortly he will not see a man: if ever
 I lookd vpon a <Prince> so metamorphisd,
 so Iuggelld into I know not what, shame take me;
 this ^tis to be in Love.
 <Gent>. is that the cause #on#^t[
 <Leo>. what is it not the cause of, but Beare|#baytings[
 and yet it stincks much like it: Out vpon#^t;
 What Giants, and what Dwarffs; What Owles, and Apes,
 what Doggs and Catts, it makes vs: Men that are possessd with#^t
 live, as they had a Legion of Devills in ^em:
 (DEM::96:) and every Devill of a severall nature,
 nothing but heigh|#passe: re|#passe: Wher#^s the Leiutenant[
 has he gatherd vp the ends on^s witts againe[
 <Gent>. he is alive: But you, that talke of wonders,
 show me but such a wonder as he is now:
 <Leo>. why, he was ever at the worst a wonder:
 <Gent>. he is now most wonderfull: a blazer now (Sir)
 <Leo>. what ayles the foole[ and what Star raignes now, (Gent)
 we haue such prodegies[
 <Gent>. ^twill passe your Heaven|#hunters:
 He talkes now of the <King>: no other language;
 and with the <King>, as he imagines howrely;
 Courts the <King>: drincks to the <King>; dies for the <King>:
 Buyes all the pictures Pictures of the <King>: weares the <Kings> Colours
 <Leo>. dos he not lye i^th^ <King^s|#streete> too[
 <Gent>. he^#s going thether:
 Makes praires for the <King>, in sondry Languages;
 Turnes all his <Proclamations> into Meeter;
 Is really in love #with^ <King>; most doatingly:
 and sweares <Adonis> was a Devill to him;
 a sweet <King>: a most comely <King>: and such a <King>:
 <2.Gent>. then downe on^s mary|#bones: oh excellent <King>
 (thus he begins) thou light, and life of Creatures:
 Angell|#ey^d <King>, vouchsaffe a wight thy Favor,
 (DEM::97:) and so proceeds to Inscision: What thinck ye of this Fellow[
 ##<1.Gent>. will as familliarly kisse the <Kings> Horses,
 as they passe by him: ready to ravish his Footeman:
 <Leo>. why, this is aboue <ela>;
 but how comes this[
 ##<2.Gent>. nay that#^s to vnderstand yet:
 but thus it is; and this part but the poorest:
 ^twould make a man leape over the Moone, to see him act this
 ##<1.Gent>. will sigh, as thou his hart would breake; and Cry
 like a  breechd Boy: Not eate a Bit:
 <Leo>. I must goe see him presently:
 for this is such a Iigg: for certaine (Gentlemen)
 the Feend rides on a Fidle|#stick.
 <Gent>. I thinck soe:
 <Leo>. Can ye guid me to him[ for half an howre I am his,
 to see the miracle.
 <Gent>. we sure shall start him ||| <Exeunt>.
 <Scea. 5a. Enter Antigonus, z Leucippe>
 <Ant>. Are you sure she dranck it[
 <Leuc>. (now must I lye most confidently:)
 Yes (Sir, she has drunck it #of;
 <Ant>. how workes it with her[
 <Leuc>. I see no alteration yet:
 <Ant>. there wilbe:
 (DEM::98:) for he is the greatest Artist living, made it:
 Where is she now[
 <Leu>: she is ready to walk out (Sir)
 <Ant>. starck mad, I know she will be:
 <Leu>. so I hope (Sir)
 <Ant>. She knowes not of the <Prince>[
 <Leu>. of no man living
 <Ant>. how doe I looke[ how doe my Clothes becom me[
 I am not very gray[
 <Leu>. a very youth (Sir)
 vpon my Maidenhead, as smug as Aprill,
 Gods blesse that sweet face; ^twill vndoe a thousand,
 many a soft hart must sobb yet, ere that wither:
 your Grace can give Content enough. <Enter Celia> ] <wth a Booke in her> ] <hand
 ><Ant>. I thinck soe:
 <Leu>: here she comes (Sir)
 <Ant>. how shall I keepe her off me[
 Goe, and perfume the Roome; make all things ready |||
 <Cel>. noe hope yet of the <Prince>[ no Comfort of him[
 They keepe me mewd|#vp here, as they mew mad|#folkes:
 no Companie, but my Afflictions:
 This Roiall Devill againe[ strange: how he haunts me:
 how like a poysond Potion, ^his eies affright me;
 #has made himself handsome too[
 <Ant>. Doe you looke now (Lady[)
 you will leape anon:
 (DEM::99:) ##<Cel>. Curld, and perfum^d, I smell him:
 he lookes on^s Leggs too; sure he will cutt a Caper;
 god|#a|#mercy, deere December.
 <Ant>. oh, doe you smile now[
 I knew it would work with ye: Come hether (pretty one)
 <Cel>. Sir:
 <Ant>. I like those Curtsies well: Come heather, and kisse me;
 <Cel>. I am reading (Sir) of a short Treatise, here,
 that#^s call^d the Vanitie of <Lust>, hath your Grace seene it[
 He saies here, that an old|#mans loose Desire
 is like the Glow|#Wormes light, the Apes so wonderd at;
 which, when they gatherd Sticks, and layd vpon#^t,
 and blew, and blew, turnd tayle, and went out presently:
 And, in an other place, he calls their Loves
 faynt smells of dying Flowers, Carry no Comforts;
 their doatings, stincking Foggs, so thick, and muddy
 <Reason>, with all his braines, cannot beate through
 <Ant>. how#^s this[ is this the Potion[ you but foole still[
 I know you love me.
 <Cel>. as ye are iust, and honest
 I know I love, and honor ye; admire ye
 <Ant>. this works against me: fearefully against me;
 <Cel>. But as you bring your Power to persecute me,
 your Traps, to catch mine Inocence, to robb me,
 as you lay|#out your <Lust>, to over|#whelme me,
 Hell never hated good, as I hate you (Sir),
 (DEM::100:) and I dare tell it to Your Face: What Glory
 now after all your Conquests got, your Titles,
 the ever|#living Memories raisd to ye,
 can my defeat be[ my poore Wrack, what Triumph[
 And when you Crowne your swelling Cupps to <Fortune>,
 what honorable Tongue, can sing my Storie[
 Be, as your Embleame is, a glorious Lamp
 sett on the top of all, to light all perfectly:
 Be, as your Office is, a god|#like <Iustice>,
 into all shedding equally your Vertues.
 <Ant>. She has drenchd me now: Now I admire her Goodnes:
 so yong, so nobely strong I never tasted;
 Can nothing in the powre of <Kings> perswade ye[
 <Cel>. noe: nor that Power com(m)aund me:
 <Ant>. say, I should force ye:
 I haue yt in my #Will[
 <Cel>. your #Will#^s a poore|#one;
 and (though it be a <Kings> #Will) a dispisd|#one:
 Weaker then Infants Cries: Your Sin#^s in swadling|#Clowts,
 a thousand wayes, my #Will has found, to Check ye;
 a thousand dores to scape ye: I dare dye (Sir)
 as sodainely I dare dye, as you offer;
 Nay, say you had your #Will, say you had ravishd me;
 performd your Lust[ what had you purchasd by it[
 what Honor won[ Doe yow know who dwells aboue (Sir[)
 (DEM::101:) and what haue they prepard for Men, turn^d devills[
 Did you never heare their Thunder[ start, and tremble,
 Death sitts vpon our Blood, when theire fires visit vs:
 Will nothing wring you then, do you thinck[ sit hard here[
 and (like a Snake) curle round about your Conscience[
 bighting, and stinging[ will you not rore too late then[
 Then, when yow shake, in horror of this villany,
 then will I rise a Star, in heaven, and scorne ye.
 <Ant>. <Lust>, how I hate thee now[ and love this Sweetnes[
 Will ye be my <Queene>[ Can that Price, purchase ye[
 <Cel>. not all the World: I am a <Queene> already,
 Crownd by his Love, I must not loose for <Fortune>,
 I can give none away: Sell none away (Sir)
 Can lend no Love; am not mine owne Exche^aquor,
 for in an others hart, my Hope, and Peace lies
 <Ant>: your faire hands (Lady) for yet I am not pure enough
 to touch those Lipps: In that sweet Peace ye spoke of
 live now for ever: and I, to serve your Vertues,
 <Cel>. why now ye show a God: Now I kneele to ye:
 this Sacrifize of Virgins Ioy, send to ye,
 thus I hold vp my hands to heaven, that touchd ye,
 and pray eternall Blessings dwell about ye;
 <Ant>. Vertue commaunds the Starrs; Rise, more then Vertue:
 your present Comfort, shalbe now my Busynes.
 <Cel>. All my obedient Service, wayt vpon ye. ||| <Exeunt>
 (DEM::102:) <Scea. 6a. Enter Leontius; Leiutenant, z>
 <Gent>.
 <Leo>. Hast thou cleane forgot the Warrs[
 <Leiu>. ^pree|#thee hold thy peace:
 <##1.Gent>. his mind#^s much elevated now.
 <Leo>. it seemes soe:
 Sirha:
 <Leiu>. I am so troubled with this Fellow.
 <Leo>. he will call me Roague anon:
 <##1.Gent>. ^tis ten to one els.
 <Leiu>. <oh King>, that thou knew^st I lov^d thee: how I lovd thee:
 and where (oh <King>,) I barrell vp thy Beutie [
 <Leo>. he cannot leave his Sutlers Trade; he Wooes in#^t.
 <Leiu>. oh sweet <King>.
 <Leo>. by thy leave:
 <Leiu>. when I consider
 (my honest Frend; you are a litle sawcey.
 <Gent>. I told you, you would haue it
 <Leiu>. when mine owne worth
 <Leo>. is floong into the Ballance, and found nothing
 <Leiu>. and yet a Soldier.
 <Leo>. and yet a scurvy one:
 <Leiu>. One, that has followed thee;
 <Leo>. faire, and farr off.
 <Leiu>. fought for thy Grace,
 <Leo>. ^twas for your Greif: you lye sirha:
 (DEM::103:) ##<Leiu>. he#^s the Son of a Whore denies this; will that satisfie y
 e[<Leo>. yes: verie well:
 <Leiu>. shall then that Thing, that honours thee[
 how miserable a Thing soever, yet a Thing still[
 and though a Thing of nothing, thy Thing ever:
 <Leo>. here#^s a new Thing.
 <Gent>. he#^s in a deepe dump now.
 <Leo>. I#^ll fetch him out on#^t: When#^s the <King^s Birth|#day>, (Gent[)
 <Leiu>. when ere it be, that day I#^ll dy: with Ringing;
 and there#^s the resolution of a Lover. ||| <Exit>.
 <Leo>. a goodly resolution: Sure, I take it
 he is be|witchd, or moap^d: or his Braines are melted:
 Could he find no body to fall in love with, but the <King>[
 (the good old <King>[) to doate vpon him too[
 Stay: now I remember what the Fat Woman warnd me,
 bid me remember, and looke to him too,
 I#^ll hang if she haue not a hand in this: He is coniurd.
 Goe after him; I pitty the poore Rascall:
 In the meane time, I#^ll wayt occasion
 to work vpon the <Prince>.
 <Gent>. ^pray  do that seriously. ||| <Exeunt>.
 <Actus Quintus>:
 <Scea. pria. Enter Antigonus, Minippus; Gent>.
 <Gent>. <He#^s> very #ill:
 (DEM::104:) ##<Ant>. I am very sorry for#^t:
 and much ashamd I haue wrongd her Inocence:
 <Minippus>, Guid her to the <Princes> Lodgings
 there leave her to his Love againe,
 <Min>. I am glad (Sir.)
 <Gent>. he will speake to none:
 <Ant>. oh: I shall breake that silence:
 be quick: take faire Attendants.
 <Min>. yes (Sir) presently: ||| <Exit>
 <Ant>. he will find his tongue, I warrant ye; his health too.
 I send a phisick will not faile.
 <Gent>. faire work it.
 <Ant>. we heare the <Princes> meane to visit vs[
 in vow of Truyce[
 <Gent>. ^tis thought soe:
 <Ant>. Come: Let#^s in then,
 and thinck vpon the noblest waies, to meet ^em. ||| <Ext>.
 <Scea. 2a. Enter Leontius.>
 <Leo>. There is no way now to get in: All the Light#^s stopd too:
 nor can I heare a sound of him: ^pray heaven
 he vse no violence: I thinck he has more Soule,
 stronger, and I hope, nobler: would I could but see once
 this Beuty he grones vnder; or come to know  <Enter Celia> ] <Minippus zc>
 but any Circumstance: What noyce is that there[
 I thinck I heard him grone: Here are some com(m)ing:
 (DEM::105:) a Woman too[ I#^ll stand a|loofe, and view ^em.
 <Cel>. well; some of ye haue byn too blame in this point,
 but I forgive ye; the <King> might haue pickt out too
 some fitter woman, to haue tryde his Valor.
 <Min>. ^twas all to the best meant (Lady)
 <Cel>. I must thinck soe:
 for how to mend it now: He#^s here, you tell me[
 <Gent>. he#^s (madam) and the ioy to see you onely
 will draw him out.
 <Leo>. I know that Womans tongue:
 I thinck I haue seene her Face too: I#^ll goe neerer:
 if this be She, he has some cause of sorrow:
 ^tis the same Face, the same, most excellent Woman:
 <Cel>. this should be Lord <Leontius>: I remember him:
 <Leo>. Lady. I thinck ye know me[
 <Cel>. speak soft (good Soldier)
 I doe: and know ye worthie: know ye noble:
 Doe not know me yet openly, as ye love me.
 but let me see ye againe, I#^ll satisfie ye:
 I am wondrous glad to see those eies:
 <Leo>. you haue chargd me:
 <Cel>. you shall know where I am
 <Leo>. I will not off yet:
 She goes to knock at^s dore: This must be she
 the Fellow told me of; right glad I am #on#^t:
 he will bolt now for certaine.
 (DEM::106:) ##<Cel>. Are ye within (Sir[)
 I#^ll troble you no more: I thanck your Curtesie:
 ^pray leave me now.
 <Min>. wee rest your humble Servants. ||| <Ext>.
 <Cel>. Soe: now my Geyves are off: ^pray heaven he be here;
 <Master>, my Roiall Sir; doe you heare who calls ye[
 Love; my <Demetrius>[
 <Leo>. theis are pretty Quaile|#pipes.
 the Cock will come anon:
 <Cel>. Can ye be drowsie
 when I call at your Window[
 <Leo>. I heare him stirring.  <Enter Demetrius>.
 Now he comes wondring out:
 <Dem>. ^tis <Celia^s> sound sure;
 the sweetnes of that Tongue drawes all harts to it:
 there stands the Shape too:
 <Leo>. how he stares vpon her.
 <Dem>. ha[ doe mine eies abuse me[,
 ^tis She; the living <Celia>; your hand, Lady,
 <Cel>. what should this meane[
 <Dem>. the verie self|#same <Celia>
 <Cel>. how doe you, Sir[
 <Dem>. onely turn^d brave.
 I heard you were dead (my deere|#One): Compleate:
 She is wondrous brave; a wondrous Courtier:
 <Cel>. how he survaies me round[ here has byn fowle|#play:
 <Dem>. how came she thus[
 <Cel>. it was a kind of death (Sir)
 I sufferd in your absence: mew^d|#vp here;
 and kept conceald; I know not how:
 (DEM::107:) ##<Dem>. ^tis likely:
 how came you heather <Celia>[ wondrous gallant[
 did my Father send for ye[
 <Cel>. soe they told me (Sir)
 and on Com(m)aund too.
 <Dem>. I hope you were obedient[
 <Cel>. I was soe ever:
 <Dem>: and ye were bravely vsed[
 <Cel>. I wanted nothing:
 My Maidenhead to a Moate i^th Sun, he#^s iealious:
 I must now play the knave with him, to die for#^t;
 ^tis in my nature:
 <Dem>. her verie Eies are alterd.
 Iewells, and rich ones too, I never saw yet:
 And what were those came for ye[
 <Cel>. (monstrous iealious:
 have I liv^d at the rate of theis scornd Questions[)
 They seemd of good sort: Gentlemen:
 <Dem>. kind men[
 <Cel>. they were wondrous kind: I was much beholding to ^em:
 There was one <Minippus> (Sir)
 <Dem>. ha[
 <Cel>. one <Minippus>,
 a notable merry Lord, and a good Companion:
 <Dem>. and one <Carinthus> too[
 <Cel>. yes, there was such a one:
 <Dem>. and <Timon>[
 <Cel>. ^tis most true:
 <Dem>. and thou most treacherous:
 my Fathers Bawdes, by heaven: they neuer misse Course:
 and were theis daylie with ye[
 (DEM::108:) ##<Cel>. every hower (Sir)
 <Dem>. and was there not a Lady[ a fat Lady[
 <Cel>. oh, yes: a notable good wench:
 <Dem>. the devill fetch her.
 <Cel>. ^tis even the merriest wench:
 <Dem>. did she keepe with ye too[
 <Cel>. she was all, in all: my Bedfellow: eate with me:
 brought me acquainted,
 <Dem>. you are well knowne here then[
 <Cel>. there is no living here, a stranger, I thinck.
 <Dem>. how came ye by this brave Gowne[
 <Cel>. this is a poore|#one:
 alas, I haue twenty richer: doe you see theis Iewells[
 why, they are the poorest things to those sent me,
 and sent me howrely too.
 <Dem>. is there no modestie,
 no Faith in this faire Sex[
 <Leo>. what will this prove to[,
 for yet, with all my Witts, I vnderstand not:
 <Dem>. Come heather: Thou art dead indeed: lost: taynted:
 All that I left thee, faire, and inocent,
 sweet, as thy youth, and Carrying Comfort in#^t,
 all that I hop^d for, Vertuous, is fledd from thee,
 turnd black, and banckrupt.
 <Leo>. by^r|#lady this Cutts shrewdly:
 <Dem>. Thou art dead: for ever dead: Sins surfeyt slew thee,
 the ambition of those wanton eies, betray^d thee;
 Goe from me (Grave of Honor) Goe, thou fowle|#one,
 Thou glory of thy Sin: Goe, thou dispisd|#one;
 And where there is no Vertue, nor no Virgin,
 Where <Chastetie>, was never knowne, nor heard of,
 (DEM::109:) Where nothing raignes but Falcehood, and loose Faces,
 Goe thether (Child of Blood,) and sing my doating.
 <Cel>. you doe not speake this seriously, I hope (Sir[)
 I did but iest with you.
 <Dem>. Looke not vpon me:
 there is more hell in those Eies, then Hell harbours;
 and, when they flame, more Torments.
 <Cel>. dare you trust me[
 You durst once, even with all you had, your Love (Sir)
 by this faire light, I am honest.
 <Dem>. thou subtle <Circes>,
 Cast not vpon the mayden Light, ecclipzes:
 Cursse not the day:
 <Cel>. Come: Come: you shall not doe this:
 how fayne you would seeme angrie now, to fright me:
 You are not in the Feild, amongst yor Enemies;
 Come, I must coole this Courage.
 <Dem>. Out thou Impudence:
 thou Vlcer of thy Sex: When I first saw thee,
 I drew into mine Eies, mine owne Distruction,
 I pulld into my hart, that sodaine Poyson
 that now consumes my deere Content, to Cindars:
 I am not now <Demetrius>: thou hast changd me,
 Thou Woman, with thy thousand waies, hast changd me,
 Thou Serpent, with thy Angell eies, hast slayne me;
 And where, before I touchd on this faire Ruine,
 I was a man, and <Reason> made, and moved me,
 now, one great lump of Greif, I grow, and wander.
 <Cel>. and, as you are noble, doe you thinck I did this[
 (DEM::110:) ##<Dem>. put all thy Devills wings on, and fly from me.
 <Cel>. I will goe from ye: never more to see ye;
 I will fly from ye, as a plague hangs ore|#me.
 and through the progresse of my Life, hereafter
 where ever I shall find a Foole, a Falce|#man,
 One that nere knew the worth of polishd Vertue,
 a base Suspecter of a <Virgins Honor>;
 a Child, that flings away the Wealth he cride for,
 Him will I call <Demetrius>: that Foole <Demetrius>,
 that mad|#man a <Demetrius>: and that falce|#man
 the <Prince> of broken Faithes, even <Prince Demetrius>:
 You thinck now, I should Cry, and kneele downe to ye,
 petition for my peace; Let those that feele (here)
 the waight of Evill, wayt for such a Fauor;
 I am aboue your hate, as far above it
 in all the Actions of an Inocent life,
 as the pure Starrs are, from the muddy Meteors:
 Cry, when you know your Folly: howle, and Cursse then,
 Beat that vnmanly brest, that holds a falce hart,
 when ye shall come to know whom ye haue floong from ye.
 <Dem>. ^pray ye stay a litle.
 <Cel>. Not your Hopes can alter me:
 Then let a thousand black Thoughts muster in ye;
 and, with those, enter in a thousand Doatings:
 Those Eies be never shutt, but drop to nothing,
 (DEM::111:) mine Inocence for ever haunt, and fright ye;
 those Armes togeather grow in Folds: that Tongue
 (that bold bad Tongue) that barkes|#out theis disgraces,
 When you shall come to know, how nobely vertuous
 I haue preseru^d my life, Rott, rott within ye.
 <Dem>. what shall I doe[
 <Cel>. Live a lost|#man for ever.
 Goe aske your <Fathers> Conscience, what I sufferd,
 and in what Seas of hazards, I sayld through,
 mine Honor still advaunc^d, in spight of Tempests,
 then take your leave of <Loue>, and Confesse freely
 you were never worthie of this Hart, that seru^d ye.
 and soe farewell (Ingratefull) ||| <Exit>.
 <Dem>. is she gon[  <Enter> ] <Antigonus>
 <Leo>. I#^ll follow her, and will find out this matter ||| <Exit>.
 <Ant>. Are ye pleasd now[ haue ye got your Hart againe[
 haue I restor^d ye that[
 <Dem>. (Sir) even for heaven|#sake,
 and sacred Truth|#sake, tell me how ye found her[
 <Ant>. I will, and in few words: Before I tryde her,
 ^tis true, I thought her most vnfit your Fellowship,
 and fear^d her too; Which Feare begot that Story
 I told ye first: but since, like gold, I touchd her
 <Dem>. and how[ (deere Sir[)
 <Ant>. Heaven^s holy Light#^s not purer;
 The Constancie, and Goodnes of all Woemen
 (DEM::112:) that ever liv^d, to wynn the names of Worthie,
 this noble <Maid>, has doubled in her: <Honor>,
 all promises of <Wealth>; all #<Art>, to wynn|#her
 and by all Tongues imploid, wrought asmuch on her
 as one may doe vpon the Sun at noone|#day
 by lighting  Candles vp. Her Shape, is heavenly,
 and to that heavenly Shape, her Thoughtes are Angells.
 <Dem>. why did you tell me (Sir[)
 <Ant>. ^tis true, I err^d in#^t:
 But since I made a full proofe of her Vertue,
 I find a <King>, too poore a Servant for her;
 Love her, and honor her: in all observe her,
 She must be some thing more, then Time yet tells her;
 and (certaine) I beleeue him blesd enioyes her.
 I would not loose the hope of such a <Daughter>
 to add an other Empire to mine Honor. |||  <Exit>
 <Dem>. oh wretched State, to what end shall I turne me[
 and where begin my Pennance[ Now, what Service
 will wynn her Love againe[ My Death must doe it:
 And if that Sacrifize, can purge my Follies,
 be pleas^d (oh mightie <Loue>) I dy thy Servant ||| <Exit>
 <Scea. 3. Enter Leontius, z Celia:>
 <Leo>. I know he doth not deserve ye: #ha^s vsd ye poorely:
 and to redeeme himself,
 (DEM::113:) ##<Cel>. Redeeme[
 <Leo>. I know it,
 there#^s no way left.
 <Cel>. for heaven|#sake, doe not name him,
 doe not thinck on him (Sir) he#^s so far from me
 in all my thoughtes now, me|#thincks I neuer knew him,
 <Leo>. but yet I would see him againe[
 <Cel>. noe: never: never:
 <Leo>. I doe not meane, to lend him any Comfort,
 but to afflict him, so to torture him
 that even his very soule may shake within him;
 to make him know, though he be great, and powrefull,
 ^tis not within his ayme, to deale dishonorably,
 and Carry it off, and with a maid of your sort.
 <Cel>. I must confes, I could most spightfully afflict him
 now: now I could whett my Anger at him,
 now (and with bitternes) I could shoote through him.
 I long to vex him:
 <Leo>. and doe it home, and bravely:
 <Cel>. were I a man:
 <Leo>. I#^ll help that weakenes in ye.
 I honor ye, and serve ye.
 <Cel>. not onely to disclaime me,
 when he had seald his Vowes in heaven; sworne to me,
 and poore|#beleeving I, became his Servant,
 but most malitiously to brand my Creadit[
 stayne my pure name[
 <Leo>. I would not suffer it:
 See him, I would againe, and (to his teeth too
 (DEM::114:) ^s^ pretious) I would ring him such a Lesson
 <Cel>. I haue don that alreadie.
 <Leo>. nothing: nothing:
 it was too poore a purge: Besides, by this time
 he has found his fault, and  feeles the hells that followes it:
 that, and your vrg^d|#on Anger, to the highest,
 why ^twill be such a stroake.
 <Cel>. say he repent then[,
 and seeke with Teares, to soften[ I am a Woman,
 a Woman, that haue lou^d him (Sir) haue honord him,
 I am no more.
 <Leo>. why, you may deale thereafter.
 <Cel>. if I forgive him, I am lost.
 <Leo>. hold there then:
 the sport wilbe, to what a poore Submission:
 but keepe you strong.
 <Cel>. I would not see him:
 <Leo>. yes,
 you shall ring his knell:
 <Cel>. how if I kill him[
 <Leo>. kill him[ why, let him die.
 <Cel>. I know ^tis fitt soe:
 but why should I, that lou^d him once, destroy him[
 oh, had he scap^d this Sin, what a brave Gentleman[
 <Leo>. I must confes, had this not falne, a Nobeler,
 a handsomer the whole World had not show^d ye.
 and, to his Making, such a mind.
 <Cel>. ^tis certaine:
 but all theis, I must now forgett.
 (DEM::115:) ##<Leo>. you shall not,
 if I haue any #Art) Goe vp (sweet Lady)
 and trust my truth.
 <Cel>. but (good Sir) bring him not.
 <Leo>. I would not for the honor ye are borne to
 but you should see him, and neglect him too: and scorne him:
 <Cel>. you will be neere me then[
 <Leo>. I will be with ye:
 (yet there#^s some hope, to stop this gap; I#^ll work hard) ||| <Ext>.
 <Scea. 4a. Enter Antigonus: Gent. Leiutent. zc.>
 <Ant>. But is it possible this Fellow tooke it[
 <Gent> it seemes soe, by the violence it wrought with,
 yet now the Fitt#^s even|#off.
 <Min>. I beseech your Grace:
 <Ant>. nay. I forgive thy wiffe with all my hart
 and am right glad she dranck it not herself:
 and more glad, that the Vertuous Maid escap^d it
 I would not for the world ^t^had hit: But that this Soldier
 (lord, how he lookes) that he should take this vomit:
 Can he make Rimes too[
 <Gent> #has made a thousand (Sir)
 and playes the burden to ^em, on a Iewes|#Trump
 <Ant>. he lookes as though he were be|#pissd: do you love me, Sir[
 <Leiu>. yes, surely even with all my hart.
 <Ant>. I thanck ye:
 I am glad I haue so good a Subiect: But ^pray^#ye tell me
 how much did ye love me, before ye dranck this Matter[
 (DEM::116:)  ##<Leiu>. even as much as a sober man might, and a Soldier,
 that your Grace owes yet half a yeares Pay to.
 <Ant>. well remembred.
 And did I seeme so yong, and amiable to ye
 <Leiu>. me|#thought you were the sweetest Youth
 <Ant>. that#^s excellent.
 <Leiu>. #I truely (Sir) and ever, as I thought on Ye
 I wishd, and wishd.
 <Ant>. what didst thou wish, I pree|#thee[
 <Leiu>. even that I had byn a Wench of Fifteene for ye.
 a handsom wench, Sir:
 <Ant>. why I thanck thee (Soldier)
 I seeme not soe now to thee[
 <Leiu>. not all #on#^t:
 and yet I haue a grudging to Your Grace still:
 <Ant>. thou was^t never in Love before[
 <Leiu>. not with a <King>.
 nor I hope I shall never be againe: truely Sir,
 I haue had such plundges, and such Bickrings,
 and (as it were) such run(n)ings a|#tilt, within me:
 for whatsoever it was, provoakd me towards ye,
 <Ant>. I thanck thee still.
 <Leiu>. I had it with a Veng^aunce:
 it plaid his Prize.
 <Ant>. I would not haue byn a Wench then,
 though of this Age.
 <Leiu>. noe sure, I should haue spoild ye:
 <Ant>. well: goe thy waies: of all the lusty Lovers
 that ere I saw: #Wil^t haue an other Potion[
 (DEM::117:) ##<Leiu>. yf you wilbe an other Thing, haue at ye;
 <Ant>. give me thy hand: from henceforth thou art my Soldier.
 Doe bravely, I#^ll love thee as much.
 <Leiu>. I thanck ye:
 but if you were mine Enemie, I would not wish it ye:
 I beseech your Grace, pay me my Charge.
 <Gent>. that#^s certaine (Sir)
 #has bought vp all, that ere he found was like ye:
 or any thing you haue lov^d, that he could purchase:
 old Horses, that your Grace has ridden blind, and fownderd;
 Doggs, rotten Hawkes: and, which is more then all this,
 #has worne your Graces Gauntlet, in his Bonnett.
 <Ant>. bring in your Bills: mine owne Love shalbe satisfide:
 and (Sirha) for this Potion, you haue taken,
 I#^ll point you out a Portion, you shall live on:
 <Min>. ^twas the best draught that ere you drunck.
 <Leiu>. I hope soe:
 <Ant>. Are the <Princes> come to th^ Court:
 <Min>. they are all: and lodged (Sir)
 <Ant>. Come then, Make ready their Enterteinement,
 which presently wee#^ll give: Wayt you on me (Sir)
 <Leiu>. I shall love Drinck the better, while I live (Boyes) ||| <Exeunt>
 <Scea. 5. Enter Demetrius, z Leontius>:
 <Dem>. Let me but see her (deere <Leontius>)
 let me but dye before her.
 <Leo>. would that would doe it:
 (DEM::118:) yf I knew where she lay now, with what honestie,
 (you having floong so mayne a mischeif on her,
 and on so inocent, and sweet a Beutie)
 can I present your Visitt[
 <Dem>. I#^ll repent all,
 and, with the greatest sacrifize of Sorrow
 that ever Lover made.
 <Leo>. ^twill be too late (Sir)
 I know not what will becom of ye:
 <Dem>. you can help me.
 <Leo>. it may be to her sight: What are you neerer[
 she has sworne she will not speake to ye: looke vpon ye:
 and, to love ye againe; oh, she cries out, and thunders
 she had rather love |||. there is no hope.
 <Dem>. yes, <Leontius>,
 there is a hope: Which though it draw no love to it,
 at least will draw her, to lament my fortune,
 and that hope shall releeve me.
 <Leo>. harck ye (Sir:) harck ye:
 say, I should bring ye[
 <Dem>. doe not triffle with me:
 <Leo>. I will not triffle: both togeather bring ye[
 you know the wrongs y^haue don[
 <Dem>. I doe Confes ^em:
 <Leo>. and if you should then iump into your Fury,
 and haue an other Quirck in your head[
 <Dem> I#^ll dye first.
 <Leo>. you must say nothing to her; for ^tis certaine
 (DEM::119:) the nature of your Crime, will admitt no excuse
 <Dem>. I will not speake: mine eies shall tell my Pennan(n)ce
 <Leo>. you must looke wondrous sad too.
 <Dem>. I need not looke soe:
 I am truely Sadnes self.
 <Leo>. that looke will doe it:
 Stay here: I#^ll bring her to you instantly:
 But take heed how ye beare yourself: Sit downe there:
 the more humble you are, the more she#^ll take Compassion:
 Women are per^lous things to deale vpon ||| <Exit>
 <Dem>. What shall becom of me[ to Cursse my Fortune
 were but to cursse my <Father>, that#^s too impious:
 But, vnder whatsoever <Fate>, I suffer <Enter Leontius> ] <z Celia>
 blesse (I beseech thee Heaven) her harmeles Goodnes
 <Leo>. Now arme yourself.
 <Cel>. you haue not brought him[
 <Leo>. yes ^faith:
 and there he is: you see in what poore plight too.
 Now, you may doe your #Will: kill him, or save him:
 <Cel>. I will goe back.
 <Leo>. I will be hangd then (Lady)
 Are ye a Coward now[
 <Cel>. I cannot speake to him.
 <Dem>. oh me:
 <Leo>. there was a sigh, to blowe a Church downe:
 Soe: now theire eies are fixd, the small Shot plaies,
 they will come to th^ Battrey anon:
 <Cel>. he weepes extreemely.
 (DEM::120:)  ##<Leo>. Raile at him now.
 <Cel>. I dare not:
 <Leo>. I am glad #on#^t.
 <Cel>. nor dare beleeue his Teares.
 <Dem>. you may (blesd Beutie)
 for those thick streames, that troubled my Repentance,
 are drop^d out long agoe.
 <Leo>. you see how he lookes.
 <Cel>. what haue I to doe how he lookes[ how look^d he then
 when, with a poysond tooth, he bytt mine Honor[
 It was your Councell too, to scorne, and slight him.
 <Leo>. #I: if ye saw fitt cause: and you confesd too
 except this Sin, he was the bravest Gentleman,
 the sweetest, Noblest: I take nothing from ye:
 nor from your Anger: vse him, as ye please,
 for (to say truth) he hath deseru^d your Iustice:
 But still consider what he has byn to you:
 <Cel>. ^pray doe not blind me thus.
 <Dem>. oh, gentle <Mistris>,
 if there were any hope to expiate
 a Sin, so great as mine, by Intercession,
 by praires, by daylie Teares; by dying for ye,
 oh, what a Ioy, would close theis Eies, that love ye[
 <Leo>. they say Woemen haue tender harts: I know not;
 I am sure mine melts.
 <Cel>. Sir: I forgive ye hartely:
 and all your wrong to me, I cast behind me,
 (DEM::121:) and wish ye a fitt Beutie, to Your Vertues,
 mine is too poore; in peace I part thus from ye:
 I must looke back: god^s keepe your Grace: He#^s here still ||| <Exit>
 <Dem>. She has forgiven me[
 <Leo>. She has directed ye:
 vp: vp, and follow like a Man: away Sir:
 She lookd behind her twice: her hart dwells here, (Sir:)
 ye drew Teares from her too: she cannot freize thus:
 The dore#^s left open too: Are ye a man[,
 Are ye alive[, doe ye vnderstand her meaning[
 have ye Blood, and Spirit in ye[
 <Dem>. I dare not trouble her.
 <Leo>. nay, if ye will be nip^d i^th^ head, with nothing,
 walk whyning vp and downe, I dare not: I can not,
 be governd by your Feare: and quench your fire out;
 Strike now, or never: faint hart: (you know what Sir)
 a devill #on#^t: stands this dore ope, for nothing[
 soe: get ye togeather; and be naught: Now, to secure all,
 will I goe fetch out, a more soveraigne Plaister ||| <Exeunt>
 <Scea. 6. Enter Antigonus: Seleuchus, Ptolomy>.
 <Lisimachus: Gent. Leiuetent. zc>.
 <Ant>. This Peace is fairely made:
 <Sel>. would your Grace wish vs
 to put in more[ Take what ye please: we yeild it:
 The Honor don vs by your Son, constraines it;
 (your noble Son)
 (DEM::122:)  ##<Ant>. It is sufficient (<Princes>)
 and now we are once againe one Mind, one Body,
 and one Sword shall strike for vs.
 <Lys>.  Let <Prince Demetrius>
 but lead vs on (for we are his vow^d Servants)
 against the strength of all the world, wee#^ll buckle:
 <Ptol>. and even from all that Strength, wee#^ll catch at Victory
 <Sel>. oh, had I now recouerd but the Fortune
 I lost in <Antioch>, where mine Vncle perishd:
 but that were but to surfeyt me, with Blessings
 <Lys>. you lost a sweet Child there:
 <Sel>. name it no more, Sir,
 this is no time, to entertaine such Sorrowes;
 Will your <Maiestie> doe vs the Honor, we may see the <Prince>,
 and wayt vpon him[ <Enter Leontius>
 <Ant>. I wonder he stayes from vs:
 How now (<Leontius>) wher#^s my Son[
 <Sel>. brave Captaine:
 <Lys>. old valiant Soldier:
 <Leo>. Your Graces are all wellcom:
 Your Son, (and#^t please your Grace) is Cassheird yonder,
 Cast from his <Mistris> favor: and such a Coile there is:
 such fending, and such proving: She stands off,
 and will by no meanes yeild to Composition:
 He offers any Peace; his Body to her,
 <Sel>. she is a hard Lady, denies that Caution
 <Leo>. and now they whyne, and now they rave: ^faith (<Princes>)
 (DEM::123:) ^twer a good point of Charitie, to peece ^em:
 for lesse then such a Power, will doe iust nothing.
 and, if you meane to see him, there it must be,
 for there will he grow, till he be transplanted:
 <Sel>. ^beseech your Grace, let#^s wayt vpon you thether:
 that I may see that Beutie, that dares deny him:
 that scornefull Beutie.
 <Ptol>. I should thinck it worsse now:
 ill|#brought vp Beutie.
 <Ant>. she has too much reason for#^t:
 which, with too great a greif, I shame to thinck of:
 But wee#^ll goe see this Game.
 <Lys>. rather this wonder.
 <Ant>. Be you our Guid (Leontius) Heer#^s a new Peace ||| <Ext>.
 <Scea. 7a. Enter Demetrius, z Celia>.
 <Cel>. Thus farr you shall perswade me, Still to honor ye,
 still to live with ye (Sir) or neere about ye,
 for (not to lye) you haue my first, and last Love:
 But since you haue conceiv^d an Evill against me,
 an Evill, that so much concernes your Honor
 (that Honor, aymd, by all at, for a patterne,)
 and though that be a falce Thought, and confesd too,
 and much repentance, falne in showres, to purge it:
 yet, whilst that great Respect, I ever bore ye,
 dwells in my Blood, and in my hart, that dutie,
 had it byn a dreame, I must not touch ye:
 (DEM::124:)  ##<Dem>. oh, you will make some other happie:
 <Cel>. never:
 vpon this hand, I#^ll seale that Faith.
 <Dem>. we may kisse[
 put not those out  o^th^ peace too.
 <Cel>. those I#^ll give ye;
 so there you wilbe pleasd to pitch your Vltra;
 I will be merry with ye: Sing: discourse with ye:
 be your poore <Mistris> still: in truth I love ye.
 +<Enter Antigon9>. ] <Seleuchus> ] <Lysimachus> ] <Ptolomy. Leonti9> ] <Leiutent
 . zc.><Dem>. stay: who are theis
 <Lys>. a very handsom Lady:
 <Leo>. as ere you saw:
 <Sel>. pitty her hart#^s so cruell
 <Lys>. how dos your Grace[ He stands still, will not heare vs:
 <Ptol>. We come to serve ye (Sir) in all our Fortunes
 <Lys>. he bowes a litle now: he#^s strangely alterd.
 <Sel>. ha[ ^pray ye a word (<Leontius>) ^pray^#a word with ye
 <Lysimachus>; you both knew mine <Enanthe>
 I lost in <Antioch>, when the <Towne> was taken[
 mine Vncle slayne[ <Antiochus> had the sack #on#^t[
 <Lys>. yes: I remember well the Girle.
 <Sel>. me|#thincks now
 that Face is wondrous like her: I have her <Picture>:
 the same, but more yeeres on her: the very same:
 <Lys>. a Cherry, to a Cherry is not liker.
 <Sel>. looke on her Eies.
 <Leo>. most certaine, she is like her.
 many a time haue I dandled her, in theis Armes (Sir)
 (DEM::125:) and I hope who will more.
 <Ant>. what#^s that ye looke at[
 <Sel>. this <Picture>, and that <Ladie> (Sir)
 <Ant>. hah[ They are neere:
 they onely erre in Time.
 <Lys>. did you marck that blush there[
 <Sel>. that came the neerest.
 I must speake to her.
 <Leo>. you#^ll quickly be resolu^d.
 <Sel>. your Name (Sweet Ladie[)
 <Cel>. <Enanthe> (Sir) and this, to beg your Blessing.
 <Sel>. doe you know me[
 <Cel>. yf you be the <King Seleuchus>
 I know you are my <Father>.
 <Sel>. peace a litle.
 Where did I loose ye[
 <Cel>. at the Sack of <Antioch>,
 Where my good Vncle #dide: and I was taken
 by a meane Soldier taken; By this <Prince>,
 (this noble <Prince>) redeemd from him againe,
 Where, ever since, I haue remaind his Servant.
 <Sel>. my Ioies are now too full: Wellcom <Enanthe>,
 (mine owne, my deerest, and my best <Enanthe>,)
 <Dem>. and mine too desperate.
 <Sel>. you shall not thinck soe.
 This is a Peace indeed.
 <Ant>. I hope it shalbe,
 and ask it first.
 <Cel>. most roiall Sir, ye haue it.
 (DEM::126:) ##<Dem>. I once more next.
 <Sel>. you must not be denide (Sir)
 <Cel>. by me, I am sure he must not: sure he shall not:
 kneeling I give it too: kneeling I take it
 and from this howre, no envious spight ere part vs.
 <all>. The Gods give happie Ioies:  all Comforts to Ye:
 <Dem>. my new <Enanthe>[
 <Ant>. Come, Beate all the Droms vp,
 and all the noble Instruments of Warr,
 let ^em fill all the <Kingdome> with their sound,
 and those the brazen Arch of heaven, beat through,
 whilst to the <Temple>, we Conduct theis Two.
 <Leo>. may they be ever loving, ever yong
 and ever worthie of those Lynes they sproong:
 May their faire Issues, walke with Time along,.
 <Leiu>. And hang a Coward now: and there#^s my Song. ||| <Ext>.
 <Finis>
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