SCENE I.

What books have you got there, Sirrah?

Those are hard words, Sirrah.

But altogether in fashion, I can assure you, Sir.

Not with those that understand them not.

Sir, you do most prodigiously mistake; there being an order they should passe without exception where there is the spirit of pronunciation.

Pray let me have more facetious language, and lesse of your spirit.

Sir, I know your minde, And shall endeavour to pleasure you presently. Let mee see, here is A true, perfect, and exact account of Justice Dapper, and his Clark's Sodomitical revenue, to the great disabling, and impoverishing the Active, and well-affected Females.

Come give mee that, what others have you?

Why here is another, of a famous Doctor's miraculous obteining the Philosophers stone.

Doth your book speak how?

Yes Sir, that either the Stone, or a perfect receit to obtein it, was preserved in a wrack, and cast on this shore; which hee hath purchased, to the unspeakable content of all his beleevers.

What is the price of them both?

A groat Sir, I can assure you.

Sirrah, that's too much, here's three pence for you.

Why Sir? Justice Dapper, and his Clerk's revenue is worth three pence; And do you think the Philosophers Stone cost mee nothing.

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Adrastus, good day to you: what, at your study thus early?

A study your neglect invited mee to spend my idle time.

But what books were you so seriously meditating on?

It wants not much of noon, what think you of it now?

I, I, let's march.

'Tis sure too soon.

Not to be merry, wee have been sad too long.

Then lead the way.

Come let us walk Symphronio, 'tis wee must pay:

'Tis (as you say) of late, if I be rich.

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Never, to my best of knowledge.

No matter, if that will not do, Perjurus and you shall swear.

VVee heard him speak treason 'gainst the State.

Right, very right.

I think so too. The trebble Gallowes, if wee had our due.—

Mistresse, have you any acquaintance in the Change?

Not I, Clarathea: Hast Thou?

You wagg, speak softly, or you'l be heard.

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No, no, my friendship stand engaged.

I'le take't, farewell.—

Noble Adrastus, what all alone? where's Symphronio?

Faith I have imployed him in a businesse, hee'l not be scrupulous in telling thee.

See here hee is come. Sure 'twas some merry businesse hee looks so pleasant 'bout the mouth. Symphronio prethee make us partakers of your mirth.

VVhat Maid, in the name of Cupid?

Prethe ingage not thy soul for the female sex, they are brittle ware.

How now Clarathea, what taken up i'th streets by Gallants?

You should.

Faith like enough, had wee been both agreed.

Cannot you guess?

After mee?

Even so; his businesse was to know your name and habitation.

Prethee wench be serious.

By my maiden-head 'tis truth.

That's but a ticklish oath, may I beleeve it?

Seriously, most true.

And didst thou tell him?

I did indeed.

Urg'd hee to know no more?

But onely so. 'Tis your father calls, Away.—

Would you ought with mee, Sir?

Lady, 'tis dark.

'Tis very true. Sir! Can you make it lighter?

However match't, they shall agree to do you service.

This is no Rogue.

So it be in the evening, where you please.

What think you of the Naked-boy in Flesh lane?

The hour now, and I'le not fail you, Lady.

'Tween four and fiveith' evening,

Drawer, be sure you let's have that that's right.

I'le warrant you Sir.

All well, Sir. Sir, here are letters for you.

Sirrah, I look't for you two dayes ago.

Sir, your letters speak my occasion of stay.

And how? And how honest Mettle?

For mee, Mettle?

For you Sir, if you please pursue it.

Here is a cup of Sack to your welcom to town, Mettle.

I thank you, Sir.

Nay give him t'other cup. What newes Adrastus?

The newes is, they write to mee for newes.

Adrastus, Lore your top sail: Vive la Roy.

Come, away with it; Symphronio, to you.

Thanks good Adrastus.

Come Mettle, the rare sport you talk off, what is't?

What design hadst thou in that?

Excellent Mettle! Here drink this for mee.

You binde mee to you, Sir.

I shall consider of it.

Consider mee no considers, you must go with us.

Hee must, hee must.

Mettle, come hither.

Wilt thou not laugh at mee, if I should confesse?

Symphromo, you know her fathers house.

If what lier maid delivered to mee be true, I do.

The same wish I; And I know nothing worse.

That, I'le engage my life, you speedily shall do.

O Symphronio, I know his will, would hee had power equall!

Sir, you shall know presently.—

Four shillings and a penny.

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In love, with what?

Know'st thou his businesse?

Know's my father of his being here?

Not yet.

I'le then go call him.

See, see, they are here.

Good morrow to you, fair Mistris.

The like to you, Sir.

Letesia leave us till I call you.

I shall Sir.—

Now when you please, begin your businesse.

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Right, right, our shares will mount the higher.

Sir, will you have a whole pinte?

No words be gone, I say a whole pinte.

Miraculous! hee is not long lived sure.

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No more, no more: Beshrow mee Sir, this savours of the Court.

Your servant, Sir.

Lady, you cannot drink.

What wine is it, Gentlemen?

Your best Canarie.

I'le draw you a pinte of the best ith' town, Sir

Adrastus, what is't a clock by your watch?

Is hee so metamorphosed?

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'Twere rare sport to be a spectator how hee behaves himself.

Wee shall have that at large when he returns.

Sir, there is one below desires to speak with you.

Why didst not bid him come up?

Go, prethee bid him come up.

By no means.

Save you, Gentlemen.

I come, I come; Anon, anon, Sir.

I hardly can beleeve that thou can'st be Albinus.

Yes; that I shall be to dine with her I doubt not.

Here (Sir!) here's wine.

You are very merry Albinus.

Prethee Mad-cap be serious, Didst thou see her?

Then I beleeve thee; Prethee proceed.

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Nay, if you complement, I'le dis-engage my self again.

And the rogue too, or I am much mistaken.

Mettle, pay you the reckoning; Come, let's go.

I shall Sir. —

SCENE I.

I doubt it not.

My maiden-head upon it, you will not finde it so.

Why do'st thou laugh?

To think how you mistake.

Prethee, unfold thy riddles, and let mee know thy thoughts.

Never to my best of knowledge.

That cannot be, they were all Gentlemen.

It is impossible.

'Tis so; That I should be mistaken.

What should this mean, Clarathea? Canst thou guesse?

Doth the Rogue know hee shall be basted?

Well, look to't, you know your forfeit, if you but miss a word.

If you are ready, come what will, I'le run the hazzard.

But where are your properties?

For those, I shall furnish my self below. —

Here, Sir.

Sirrah, fetch us a quart of sack. —

Well sirrah, let the sack alone till wee call.

I shall, Sir.

Come, come to your sport, prepare, prepare.

Here's one desires admittance to you.

Who would you speak withall?

With your reverend self, divine Sir.

Save you, holy man.

You also: What may your businesse be?

A scruple Sir of conscience, I fain would be desolved in.

Resolved, you would say, friend.

'Tis very right, resolved I fain would be.

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How far inclinable to your desires finde you our Sister?

Verily Sir, comfortably enclining.

Is her husband of able body for the procreation of the Elect?

Good Sir, I doubt it not.

Sir, what's your meaning?

Fly-blow, Sir?

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Verily, I shall most punctually resolve you.

Villain, did you enjoy her then?

And upon what tearmes did you receive it?

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I thank you, Sir, most kindely.

Here is to a penny, Sir, what I have received of her.

Pox of a bad memory, I had spar'd thee else—.

There is a Gentlewoman below enquires for you, Mettle.

Tell her I'le wait upon her straight.

I shall Sir. —

I shall Sir.

Too rich (I fear) for Mortals to enjoy.

Save you, Gallants. Pray bid this Lady welcom.

Sir, you mistake, those were my lips you kiss't.

What say you to this, Mettle?

I say, Sir, 'tis an office I never understood.

That's very strange, truly.

I shall, Sir.—

'Tis a pretious youth.

Lady, Health to your dearest servant.

Thank you, noble Sir. —

I must have this pinte pot, hee is below already.

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VVhat, to marry his Daughter?

VVill not the rogue be troublesom?

Mettle, how doth shee bear her drink?

It is, it is; all is contrived.

Save you, Gentlemen.

This whore is got half drunk, and shee will do it rarely.

Cosin, the Gentleman drinks to you.

Thank you, noble Sir.

Help the Gentleman to some wine.

Here Sir, please you drink.

Thank you, Sir; Lady, here's to you.

Sir, shee should have it last.

Thank you, Sir; Mettle, help the Gentleman.

Help, help, the Gentleman is troubled with the falling sicknesse.

How is it, Sir? chear up, all's well again.

A pinte at least. Courage, noble Sir; how is't?

Very well. Sir,—but that I have got the hey-cot.

Your Cosin, Mistris, is drunk.

I hope not so.

How dares hee drink that health?

You'l pledge mee, Sir?

Thanks, noble Sir.

With all our hearts.

Do you want my help?

How rank a Traytor smells.

No, no, hee breathes.

How, do you like this sport, Lady?

So well, I fain would have some more of it.

The slave hath put my shoulders out of joint.

What, shall wee leave him so?

Wee must per force, till wee have breath'd our selves.

Your poor servant thanks you, Sir.

Mettle, fill some wine; Come, now for t'other bout.

A match, come Gentlemen, four corners and a fool.

Here's money fallen out of his pocket.

I shall, Sir.

Mettle, help mee to a Butchers prick or two.

Here's a brace of great pins, if they will do.

Yes, yes, they'l serve; give them them,

Sir, be confident, none shall come neer him but my self.

Sir, I thank you, and carefully will perform your will.

SCENE I.

A-non, a-non, Sir.

Do you not know, Sir?

Sir, I cannot tell, I do assure you.

Who was in my company? Did you tend this rome?

Know'st thou any of their names?

Not I, nor can remember I e're saw any of them before.

Where is my hat and cloak?

I have them safe below.

That's some comfort yet; how long stayed the company here?

Four or five hours.

Is the reckoning paid?

Not a penny.

Why did you let them go?

What is to pay?

A mark, within a penny.

Fetch mee my hat and cloak, and here's your money.

I shall, Sir.

This Drawer is a rogue, and privy to my sufferings,

But I must hold my tongue,

Sir, here is your cloak and hat.

And here's your money.

I hope, Sir, you will remember the Drawer.

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Why, thou know'st my father is not within.

You have been then in these unhappy wars?

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Angels protect thee, sweetest of thy Sex. —

Very well, Sir.

Marry have I, Sir.

Sir, I'le do my best, and doubt not to perform your will.

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Dear wench, why not?

Why Faith, cause you'l be jealous.

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Would it were come to that.

No, I'le besworn, as long as thou serv'st him.

I shall, Sir. —

Agreed,

What hast thou discovered?

Herald-like spoken, but that hee left out his Arms.

Pray try your art, and take your own freedom.

But, Mettle, Must not wee share ith' laughter of his sufferings?

You shall, Sir, and be an Actor too.

I shall, Sir.

You two shall go the back way, and I'le take this.

Come, Albinus, then wee'l take this. —

But art thou sure hee'l come?

'Tis gone; have you no harm, Sir?

What harm? I understand you not,

Did you not see it then?

The Gods protect mee from such another sight of horror;

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Do'st take mee for a Divel?

Upon my shoulders?

Who, mine, Sir, do you mean?

Heavens blesse mee, Sir, I see nothing.

It is impossible; Did'st thou not see, nor feel it.

Not I, Sir, truly.

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SCENE I.

COuld you perceive it wrought at all upon the slave?

Hang him, flint hearted slave, hee's unrecoverably spent.

I tell you, hee is converted.

Strange as a frost in August.

Adrastus, What can you say to that?

Indeed, your Mistresses.

Wee'l wait you at our Lodging.

Agreed.

Hangs your mouth that way?

That may be doubtfull. Farwell.

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I should ungratefull bee, should I not wish you share in them.

If I have done you any, truly, I am glad. But

But what, blest Saint?

Thou art not mad.

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The Gods protect you, Sir.

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I think I hear him Cough [...], come let's away.—

Did not I tell thee Adrastus, that her Maids messuage was a prologue of confirmation to your late scald bliss. Well the Gods give the joy, thou hast the mine of vertue, her Maid's, a handsome scab, and well qualified. I read it in her face.

Albinus: Thou dost not know the worth that's in that Virgin thou talks't of, by all the Gods (setting Letesia aside) I know not where to match her, beleeve it, she is not what she seems to be, (I mean) not born in so low a condition, but by some misfortune fallen to it.

I must confesse, her language, shape, and carriage speaks her of better breeding, then her presents state makes known. But what course (Adrastus) do you intend to take, you cannot hope to have her Fathers will to this.

Tis true; And therefore would advise with you, what's to be done her Father being resolved (speedily) to send her out of Town.

Let him do so, then seate her on the way, and bear her to some place of safety, in which we'l both assist you with our lives and fortunes.

Noble friends, I thank you. But that must not be the way, for first, her Father will not send her with a lesse guard then two, from whom, we cannot take her (with our security) without we take their lives (which all the Gods forbid) but they'le pursue us strictly. No, no, I have contrived a way much safer. You Albinus, (since you have pleased to proffer me (so fairly) your assistance.) I shall request to visit the old man in your accustomed disguise, t'will cleer me from suspect. You shall enjoy Symphronio here in Town; And fair Clarathea: who I intend to leave, to give me constant notice how her Master takes his Daughters flight, as also which way his genious drives in search of her, while fair Letesia, and I, steer to Geetrudenberghe, where (by Mettle) you shall have timely notice what's further to be done. How like you this contrivance?

Why very well, as can be wish't.

It stands for me, on goes my mouldy Cloaths again, il'e once more be a brother. And when I know my part, let me alone to act.

The next is, that you prepare all things in such a readinesse.

That is impossible, if it may tend to do you service,

What saies my Deer Companion, i'st not too great a trouble to inflict upon thy patience, to stand the shock of my Fathers fury, when he shall know I am gone?

Not any, I am better acquainted with his temper, (let him but hold his hands) then to be troubled, at what his tongue can utter.

Come then my best Clarathea, for till it be thy will to alter it, I still shall call thee so, we must go pack up for our remove, for tis to me unknown, how soon we shall be summond.

What you command, I ever shall with joy obey. —

Rogastus, the orders from our Generall speak, we must be carefull both by Sea, and Land, what strangers we admit into our Garrison. Pray let it be your care to see the word be given, that no [...] an Officer of mine may plead ignorance for his neglect. Something there is in it that much concerns the State: And as I guess, they fain would make a stop, of some that would desert this Land, which we must look too.

Sir, can you guess what Persons they should be they aim at.

Faith not, my Major will return this Night, of whom I do expect some Letters of import.

Sir, tis strange to me, the sword being in our hands, we should from time, to time be put of thus, and not receive our pay.

Tis true, but a little patience payes us. For know, the time approaches neer for us to pay our selves, (a frugall way our Masters have all had before us) and now our turn comes next, there being a powerfull At my raising to oppose us. The which, before we can encounter, the Country we must drive, as what concerns [Page 41]us most. And Rogastus, he's a fool, sence ruine we intend that in the act, can't get enough to spend.

Tis happy news, I long to be at the sport. How I shall laugh to see the Bacon eating churles upon their knees for six pence in the hundred of their own coyn which il'e in State deny them.

Rogastus take order that your sentinels, bawl not for relief, as they have us'd to do. Your Corporals use no justice, in their relief, but as affection guids them, which, let me but find out, Il'e lay them neck, and heels.

Sir, it shall be my care to see it remedied. —

Tell me when she went, and where she is, or by my vexed soul, il'e rip thy heare out, and find it there.

You may rip it out if you please, which when you have done, t'will but confirm your error. Pray Sir, Argue but reason, would it not ill become your servant to examine you, where you go, and what your business is abroad?

Why tell me, Thou Witch, could she conveigh her things forth of the house without your knowledge? Go, not a syllable of reply. Finde her me out or i'le invent tortures unheard of for thee.

Sir, The Witch you threaten, cannot conjure for your Daughter, I will assure you.

I am undone, betrayed, to my eternall ruine. Where should this Whore be gon? some villain hath intic't her. I'le find her hants out, if the expence of my estate will do it.

Save you worthy Sir.

Not so worthy, as you conceive. I am not worthy my own Childs keeping, but I will turn the infide of this whole Land outward, but I will finde her.

Good Sir do, and all honest men shall thank you, we then shall have it right again.

I tell you Sir, I have lost my Child, my only Child, and I must find her out.

If you find her out, she must be above one and thirty, and then (I hope) she is past crying. Sir you are not well, il'e visit you so me other time.

I cry you mercy Sir, I am distracted, nor can you blame me much. My Child, my Daughter, my only Child is gone.

Pray Sir whither.

You do not mock me Sir.

Not I can assure you.

Why then I tell you, she is gone (for ought I know) to the Devill.—Ent: Sent-well. Sent-well: My joy, and comfort's gone.

Your torments then are coming.

You are a comforter for the Devill.

Again, where, where, the Gods protect me; where, what Devill.

Art thou Mad too.

Yes, and tis you have made me so, look back upon your sins; That Devill you talk of els, will haunt you, as he hath done me.

Leave of thy idle talk, and send thy spirits abroad to find out my Letesia.

If she be lost find her your self, for so you shall for me, know (if she be gone) tis a just plague the Gods have layed upon you for your cursed life. Ile be no more your Drudg, and instrument of wickednesse, you have undone my soul, and body. You now may list me down, amongst those wretched souls, made miserable by your tyranny. The Catalogue of which is infinite: But ile unmasque you; And to the world display such horrid truths, shall vex the Friends of hell to see themselves (by you) out down in villanie.

I am amaz'd, the whole world's conspired against me. This Villain is possest. O my brains, my brains. Great Lucifer, I do conjure thee summon Boniface, Mahomet, Copernicus, Matchiavil, Ecphantus, and all thy Learned Polliticians in thy black Caos to invent a torment (yet unheard of) to inflict upon this slave. For 'tis resolved you dye. This Councel set, your torments (then) grow nigh —

I fear, he is distracted past cure, you touch't him to the quick.

I speak but truth Sir: And I wish it may do good on him, he hath long gone astray.—

Sir, you stir not a foot further without a Pass.

Which I could easily have procured, had I suspected any strictnesse in your Garrison.

Sir, the favour will be great, please you to let me have a Lodging in the Town, which I shall pay for. to their full content. And for yovr cutesie, I shall study some noble requitall, worthy your acceptance. [Page 43]And that I press thus earnestly is in the behalf of this young Gentlewoman unused to travell.

Pray be satisfied, we have no lodging, or if we had, we keep none in our Garrison for Whores.

Thou foul mouth'd Villain, take what thou deserv'st.

The Gods be mercifull, and gurard my Love.

Villaine; Thou hast slain me.

Thou lys't, my sword did but it's office, it was thy tongue that hurt thee.

Kill the slave, has murdered our Lieutenant.

Angels protect thy Life, how it is sweetest.

She comes again unto her selfe. Mistresse cheer up, (poor Gentlewoman) heres none shall hurt you.

I can receive no harm, if he be well.

Sir I thank you, but can do nothing till our Governor hath dispos'd of you. Then if we can do you, or her any service, you shall command us.—

Was he so much inraged.

Works it any good on the flint harted slave.

The most reformed man alive; And preaches nothing

but he's damn'd. And that he [Page 44]thunders in his ears, to the great terrour of his guilty Conscience.

How takes Gripe-man such language from his Mercury?

Why faith, but scurvily; And conjures up the Devils to invent unheard of torments to afflict him.

It was his own desire.

Tis true, his Letters, which I speedily expect, will cleer our doubts.—

SCENE I.

Have you heard how the Councell of War hath disposed of the young Gallant that wounded our Lieutenant, t'was a shrewd hurt, t'was ten to one he had not kild him.

I hear he shall be hangd.

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And he that shoots him, may his hands rot off for me.

God when you will I am for you. —

Is he so dangerously sick.

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I shall Sir,

Do you love me then.

My actions (fair one,) shall satisfie that doubt.

I take you at your word, then set my husband free.

That's not within the compass of my power to do.

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Most undoubtedly I could.

And give perfect directions to Letesia.

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Protect me innocence, I understand you not.

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Where stands the wind,

North East.

Sir, I did this morning, and found him pretty hearty.

Where are your Serjeants.

Sir, I left them at their quarter but now.

'Tis your best way to tell me where she is gone.

Art' not afraid of Torture.

She was.

And do you love her so well to die for her.

Indeed I do.

So brave:

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Shot, I believe Sir, for there's no order to the contrary.

It is a noble death, I thank him for.

By what strange means, there was no storm at Sea.

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I thank you honest Souldiers.

Sir, your b re acknowledging me your servant, hath wip't off, what I have, or can be serviceable in, and made me (now) your Debtor, which I shall never be unable to confess, although not pay. It was my love to vertue, and my Country, commanded me to do no less, then to indeavour your safety (together with my own) from such rude slaves as those, for whom (I must confess I did, (but sore against my will) some small service, having been late their Prisoner, which gain'd me that command, you saw I had amongst them.

Sir, you shall or'e come in this, and all things els. And be assured, what entertainment this Country can afford (within the bounds of my command) shall not be wanting to serve you.

I have a sight to entertain you with, (tis probable) you have not often seen. Souldiers, are the marks men ready, I gave command (to day) should be drawn out.

They are Sir.

Go, and give order to the Marshall, he bring the Prisoners [Page 46]forth to execution.

Com: Sir, will it please you walk, where I shall shew you a handsome Creature, which will needs taste death, for to preserve her Sisters life. The like example of friendship in a Gentleman for his friend, one that I ne'r yet saw.

Is such examples of friendship common in these parts?

These are the first, and rarest (should they hold out touch) I ever saw, or heard of. Wil't please you walk.

Your servant waits you Sir.—

Dares that Villain Tyrant (your Governor) hope to find mercy in the other world; That can commit such horrid murder on a harmlesse Virgin, that hates bad deeds as much as he doth Virtue? You Gods above, redeem an innocent Maid forth from the jaws of this Rebellious Woolf. The act appears so horrid, it will not let me dye in peace.

Peace, here is our Governor.

Yea, I will hold my peace. You Tyrant, Governor, Villain, Monster of Men.

Look on this heavenly form, as innocently fair

as thou ar't sinfull soul. And tell me, if thy flesh not tremble to be her murderer.

You Powers (above) protect me, what vision's this. I is some Angel, hath asum'd that shape to make my wounds bleed fresh.

Sir, are you not well.

Somewhat there was, that I have seen, much like that face that troubles me. Good Sir, what may her Name be.

Mistresse, what may we call your Name.

Tell now, the unfortunate Clarathea.

Cheer up (brave Maid.) Thou art so far from acting what may beget a fear, Angels rejoice, they have beg'd thee from this world, to inrich their Throne, whilst this admiring world gropes in the dark, as wanting vertues light.

Thou sacred Spirit speak. T'was kindly done to come and bear me company, to the other world

Help, help, she faints.

Tis she tis she, you Gods, rob us not of our joy so soon, Gentlemen, for Heavens sake help. —

speak one word of comfort, Ti's thy Corianus cals thee. So, so, she breaths again. [Page 47]Sir, If I have ought deserved at your noble hands, (in what you may) assist this vertuous Maid, in whose well being, consists my life.

Souldiers (some of you) lay by your arms. And run for my Sedan, fly you Villains.

Dear Lady, pardon your penitent servant, who only did intend to shew you Death in him to see how bravely you could bear it out.

Doth my Corianus live, or do I Dream.

Thou comfort of my soul. Thy Corianus lives. Lives to enjoy, what the rich Oceans treasure should not buy for me. My best Apfia:

Sir, this passion tels me, she should be of some value to you. And I am gladly happy it so fals out, that I may serve you for the life I hold. Souldiers make ready, and fire at that stout Villain.

Hold, hold I say. Thou foul mouth'd tyrant. There is more worth lodg'd in that noble brest of his then would redeem (forth from the jaws of hell) thy soul design'd for Ruine.

Let all the unreconciled world, that stands deriding at the Name of Friend, wash their bespattered souls; And here fall down, and worship. O Albinus, thou hast out done story, for where invention found not charity to purchase a beleef in thee, they may behold their error. Here you tyrant, take the blood you thirst for,

I am the mark you aim at: T'was I that wounded your Lieutenant.

My Dear Corianus, if you have any power to prevail speak for these worthiest of Men; They will deserve your love, as Persons I have been preserved by.

Sir, Then I must begg (what it you please to grant) you everlastingly engage your Creature. That since your Lieutenant (unfortunately wounded by this Gentleman) is past Deaths present danger, that all may be forgot between your self, and those two Gentlemen (the unparalleld examples of true friendship) for whom, besides what obligation, my Apfia charms me with, I am bound (upon my knees) to plead for. And will engage, they shall deserve your love; And prove your Gratefull Servants.

Sir I have given you the power, dispose of them, and me as you please. Souldiers, unbind the Gentleman, he is no more your Prisoner. And now we stand all three your Debtors for the lives we hold.

Worthy Sir, what you have (so liberall,) ingaged for us.

shall be performed. My Life you have preserved, which I shall husband to the best advantage [Page 48](in all obedience) to your commands.

Sir, I must proclaim my self a Traytor to my own reason, should I no [...] endeavour to preserve those lives, I must in mercy to my self (if il'e seek honour) Imitate.

And doth Letesia live, to see her Dear Adrastus free, worthiest of Maids, I joy to see (as for my self) thee lodgd in those blest arms thou gavest for Dead. Thy vertue hath redeem'd us all.

I ne'r could do service worthy your acceptation till this hour. And what (through weaknesse) I may want to serve you. I know my Coranius (gladly) will perform.

Lady Apfia's Friends, commands the Life I hold. Come my Apfia, I shall unfold thy Fathers plots, and charge he gave his servants to confirm me Dead, which (once) began to grow disputable, through the festering of a wound he gave me.—

Symphronio.

And lives my Letesia; My Child, my Daughter?

Yes, and Adrastus your Son to, I can assure you.

My blessing on you both; And with it, all I have.

Worthy Sir, (my Father now)

This is a Day of joy, worthy remembrance. And Gentlemen; And Ladies, what I have done displeasing to you. Pray forgive it. And if you please to solemnize your joyes in this poor Garrison, what is, and the Country can afford, is yours.

We humbly thank you Sir.

And should accept this noble curtefie, did not my House call home, which pray command as yours. Where I, with Feasant, Cocke, Parteridg, and Plovers, will nobly feast you; And these Loyall Lovers.