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MASSINGER AND FIELD,
AYMER, a singer, and keeper of a musick-house, MEN.
also dependant on NOVALL junior, ROCHFORT, er-premier president of the parlia- Advocates. ment of Dijon.
Three Creditors. CHARALOIs, a noble gentleman, son to the de- | A Priest. ceased marshal.
BEAUMELLE, daughter to ROCHFORT. BEAUMONT, secretary to ROCHFORT.
FLORIMEL, servants to BEAUMELLE; the « PONTALIER,
BELLAPERT, latter the secret agent of No. MALOTIN,
VALL junior. LILADAM, a parasite, dependant on NoVALL Presidents, Captains, Soldiers, Mourn. junior.
ers, Gaolers, Bailiffs, Serdants,
But do your parts.
As I could run the hazard of a check for it. Enter CHARALOIs with a paper, Romont, and
Rom. From whom?
Charmi. Some of the bench, that watch to gŇA
More than to do the office that they sit for:
Rom. Now you are noble,
Charmi. I shall deserve this better yet, in giving
Rom. What may it be, sir?
Charmi. That it would please his lordship, * How, in this cause, they may dispense with law,
the presidents And therefore frame not you theiranswer forthem, ' And counsellors of court come by, to stand
Here, and but shew himself, and to some one What can persuasion, though made eloquent
tare More than the tongues of twenty advocates. With the most savage beast? Blest, blest be ever Rom. I have urged that.
The memory of that happy age, when justice
' wronged innocence Enter ROCHFORT and Du CROY.
From flying to her succours, and, in that, Charmi. Their lordships here are coming,
Assurance of redress! Where now, Romont, I must go get me a place. You'll find me in court, The damned with more ease may ascend from hell, And at your service.
(Exit CHARMI. Than we arrive at her. One Cerberus there Rom. Now, put on your spirits !
Forbids the passage; in our courts a thousand, Du Croy. The ease that you prepare yourself, As loud and fertile-headed; and the client, my lord,
That wants the sops to fill their ravenous throats, In giving up the place you hold in court, Must hope for no access. Why should I, then, Will
prove, 1 fear, a trouble in the state, Attempt impossibilities, you, friend, being And that no slight one.
Too well acquainted with my dearth of means Roch. Pray you, sir, no more.
To make my entrance that way? Rom. Now, sir, lose not this offered means : Rom. Would I were not! Their looks,
But, sir, you have a cause, a cause so just, Fixed on you with a pitying earnestness,
Of such necessity, not to be deferred, Invite you to demand their furtherance
As would compel a maid, whose foot was never To your good purpose. This is such a dulness, Set o'er her father's threshold, nor, within So foolish and untimely, as
The house where she was born, ever spake word Du Croy. You know him?
Which was not usher'd with pure virgin blushes, Roch. I do; and much lament the sudden fall To drown the tempest of a pleader's tongue, Of his brave house. It is young Charalois, And force corruption to give back the hire Son to the marshal, from whom he inherits It took against her. Let examples move you. His fame and virtues only.
You see men great in birth, esteem, and fortune, Rom. Ha! they name you.
Rather than lose a scruple of their right, Du Croy. His father died in prison two days Fawn basely upon such, whose gowns put off,
They would disdain for servants. Roch. Yes, to the shame of this ungrateful Char. And to these can I become a suitor ? state ;
Rom. Without loss : That such a master in the art of war,
Would you consider, that, to gain their favours, So noble, and so highly meriting
Our chastest dames put off their modesties, From this forgetful country, should, for want Soldiers forget their honours, usurers Of means to satisfy his creditors
Make sacrifice of gold, poets of wit, The sums he took up for the general good, And men religious part with fame and goodness. Meet with an end so infamous.
Be therefore won to use the means that may Rom. Dare you ever hope for like opportunity? Advance your pious ends. Du Croy. My good lord !
Char. You shall overcome. Roch. My wish bring comfort to you!
Rom. And you receive the glory. Pray you Du Croy. The time calls us.
now practise. Roch. Good morrow, colonel !
'Tis well. (Ereunt ROCHFORT and Du CROY. Rom. This obstinate spleen,
Enter NovALL senior, LILADAM, Advocates, and
three Creditors. You think becomes your sorrow, and sorts well With your black suits: But, grant me wit or Char. (Tenders his petition.] Not look on judgment,
me! And, by the freedom of an honest man,
Rom. You must have patience- -Offer it And a true friend to boot, I swear, 'tis shame.
Char. And be again contemned ! And therefore flatter not yourself with hope,
Nov. sen. I know what's to be done. Your sable nabit, with the hat and cloak,
i Cred. And, that your lordship No, though the ribbons help, have power to Will please to do your knowledge, we offer first work them
Our thankful hearts here, as a bounteous earnest To what you would : For those, that had no eyes
To what we will add.
I am your enemy. Am I a man,
Your bribes can work on? Ha! Char. If they will not,
Lilad. Friends, you mistake They are too old to learn, and I too young The way to win my lord; he must not hear this, To give them counsel ; since, if they partake But I, as one in favour in his sight, The understanding and the hearts of men, May hearken to you for my profit. Sird They will prevent my words and tears: If not, Pray hear them,
Nov. sen. 'Tis well.
Rom. I know you for Lilad. Observe him now.
The worst of spirits, that strive to rob the tombs Nov. sen. Your cause being good, and your pro- of what is their inheritance, the dead: ceedings so,
For usurers bred by a riotous peace, Without corruption I am your friend;
That hold the charter of your wealth and freeSpeak your desires.
dom, 2 Cred. Oh, they are charitable ;
By being knaves and cuckolds; that ne'er prayed, The marshal stood engaged unto us three, But when you fear the rich heirs will grow wise, Two hundred thousand crowns, which, by his To keep their lands out of your parchment toils ; death,
And then, the devil, your father, is called upon, We are defeated of. For which great loss To invent some ways of luxury ne'er thought on. We aim at nothing but his rotten flesh; Be gone, and quickly, or I'll leave no room Nor is that cruelty.
Upon your foreheads for your horns to sprout on; 1 Cred. I have a son
Without a murmur, or I will undo you,
[Exeunt Creditors. Powder made of this bankrupt marshal's bones, Provided that the carcase rot above ground,
Re-enter CHARALOIS. 'Twill cure his foolish frenzy.
Rom. I am somewhat eased in this yet. Nov. sen. You shew in it
Char. Only friend, A father's care. I have a son myself,
To what vain purpose do I make my sorrow A fashionable gentleman, and a peaceful: Wait on the triumph of their cruelty? And, but I am assured lre is not so given, Or teach their pride, from my hunnility, He should take of it too.
To think it has o'ercome ? "They are determined Chural. Sir.
What they will do; and it may well become me, Nov. sen. What are you?
To rob them of the glory they expect
From my submiss entreaties.
The difficulties that you encounter with,
[Exit Will crown the undertaking-Heaven! you weep, Rom. Yes, as the matter may be carried, and And I could do so too; but that I know, whereby
There's more expected from the son and friend To
manage the conveyance-Follow him. Of him whose fatal loss now shakes our natures, Lilad. You're rude: I say he shall not pass. Than sighs or tears, in which a village nurse,
(Ertunt CHARALOIs, and Adducates. Or cunning strumpet, when her knave is hanged, Rom. You say so! On what assurance ? May overcome us. We are men, young lord, For the well-cutting of his lordship's corns, Let us not do like women. To the court, Picking his toes, or any office else
And there speak like your birth : Wake sleeping Nearer to baseness !
justice, Lilad. Look upon me better;
Or dare the axe. This is a way will sort Are these the ensigns of so coarse a fellow? With what you are: I call you not to that Be well advised.
I will shrink froin myself; I will deserve Rom. Out, rogue! do not I know
Your thanks, or suffer with you- how bravely These glorious weeds spring from the sordid That sudden fire of anger shews in you! dunghill
Give fuel to it; since you are on a shelf Of thy officious baseness? Wert thou worthy Of extreme danger, suffer like yourself. [Eseunt. Of any thing from me, but my contempt, I would do more than this Beats him.) more, SCENE II.-The Court of Justice.
you court-spider! Lilad. But that this man is lawless, he should Enter ROCHFORT, NOVALL, sen. Presidents, find
CHARMI, DU CROY, BEAUMONT, Advocates, That I am valiant.
Officers, and three Creditors. 1 Cred. If your ears are fast,
Du Croy. Your lordships seated, may this 'Tis nothing. What's a blow or two? As much.
meeting prove 2 Cred. These chastisements as useful are as Prosperous to us, and to the general good of Burfrequent
gundy! To such as would grow rich.
Nov. sen. Speak to the point. Rom. Are they so, rascals? I will befriend you Du Croy-Which is then
Kicks them. With honour to dispose the place and power 1 Cred. Bear witness, sirs !
Of premier president, which this reverend man, Lilad. Truth, I have borne my part already, Grave Rochfort (whom for honour's sake I name) friends!
Is purposed to resign; a place, my lords, In the court you shall have more. (Exit. I In which he hath with such integrity
Performed the first and best parts of a judge, (Which guilty, nay, condemned men, dare not That, as his life transcends all fair examples
scandal) Of such as were before him in Dijon,
It will erect a trophy of your mercy,
Charmi. I will, my lord. To say, the late dead Du Croy. Let the love
marshal, And thankfulness we are bound to pay to good. The father of this young lord here, my client, ness,
Hath done his country great and faithful service; In this o'ercome your modesty.
Might tax me of impertinence, to repeat Rock. My thanks
What your grave lordships cannot but rememFor this great favoar shall prevent your trouble.
ber: The honourable trust that was imposed
He, in his life, became indebted to Upon my weakness, since you witness for me These thrifty men, (I will not wrong their credits, It was not ill discharged, I will not mention; By giving them the attributes they now merit,) Nor now, if age had not deprived me of
And failing, by the fortune of the wars, The little strength I had to govern well
Of means to free himself from his engagements, The province that I undertook, forsake it. He was arrested, and, for want of bail,
Nov. sen. That we could lend you of our years! Imprisoned at their suit; and, not long after, Du Croy. Or strength!
With loss of liberty ended his life. Nov. sen. Or, as you are, persuade you to con. And, though it became a maxim in our laws, tinue
All suits die with the person, these men’s malice The noble exercise of your knowing judgment! In death finds mátter for their hate to work on, Roch. That may not be; nor can your lord- Denying him the decent rites of burial, ships' goodness,
Which the sworn enemies of the christian faith Since your employments have conferred upon Grant freely to their slaves. May it therefore
please Sufficient wealth, deny the use of it;
Your lordships so to fashion your
decree, And though old age, when one foot's in the That, what their cruelty doth forbid, your pity grave,
May give allowance to. In many, when all humours else are spent, Nov. sen. How long have you, sir, practised in Feeds no affection in them, but desire
court? To add height to the mountain of their riches, Charmi, Some twenty years, my lord. In me it is not so. I rest content
Nov. sen. By your gross ignorance, it should With the honours and estate I now possess :
appear, And, that I may have liberty to use,
Not twenty days. What Heaven, still blessing my poor industry, Charmi. I hope I have given no cause in this, Hath made me master of, I pray the court To ease me of my burthen, that I may
Nov. sen. How dare you move the court Employ the small remainder of my life
To the dispensing with an act confirmed In living well, and learning how to die so. By parliament, to the terror of all bankrupts ?
Go home! and with more care peruse the ståEnter ROMONT and CHARALOIS.
tutes: Rom. See, sir, our advocate.
! Or the next motion, savouring of this boldness, Du Croy. The court entreats
May force you, sir, to leap (against your will) Your lordship will be pleased to name the man, Over the place you plead at.
you would have your successor, and in me Charmi. I foresaw this. All promise to confirm it.
Rom. Why, does your lordship think the moRoch. I embrace it As an assurance of their favour to me,
A cause, more honest than this court had ever And name my lord Novall.
The honour to determine, can deserve
A check like this?
Rom. 'Tis fit freedom:
Or, do you conclude, an advocate cannot hold I therefore wish that mine may be deferred, His credit with the judge, unless he study And theirs have hearing,
His face more than the cause for which he pleads? Du Croy. If your lordship please (To Nov. sen, Charmi, Forbear! To take the place, we will proceed.
Rom. Or cannot you, that have the power
To qualify the rigour of the laws,
The strictness of your sour decrees, enacted Or rhetoric in me that plead, or favour
In favour of the greedy creditors, From your grave lordships, to determine of it ; Against the overthrown debtor? Since to the praise of your impartial justice Noo, sen, Sirrah! you that prate
Thus saucily, what are you?
To quit the burden of a hopeless life, Rom. Why, I'll tell thee,
Than scorn of death, or duty to the dead. Thou purple-coloured man! I am one, to whom I, therefore, bring the tribute of my praise Thou owest the means thou hast of sitting there, To your severity, and commend the justice, A corrupt elder.
That will not, for the many services Charmi. Forbear.
That any man hath done the commonwealth, Rom. The nose thou wear’st is my gift, and Wink at his least of ills. What though my fam those eyes,
ther That meet no object so base as their master, Writ man before he was so, and confirmed it, Had been long since torn from that guilty head, By numbering that day no part of his life, And thou thyself slave to some needy Swiss, In which he did not service to his country; Had I not worn a sword, and used it better Was he to be free therefore from the laws, Than in thy prayers thou ever didst thy tongue. And ceremonious form in your decrees? Nov. sen. Shall such an insolence pass unpu- Or else, because he did as much as man, nished!
In those three memorable overthrows, Charmi. Hear me.
At Granson, Morat; Nancy, where his master, Rom. Yet I, that, in my service done my coun- The warlike Charalois (with whose misfortunes try,
I bear his name) lost treasure, men, and life, Disdain to be put in the scale with thee, To be excused from payment of those sums Confess myself unworthy to be valued
Which (his own patrimony spent) his zeal With the least part, nay, hair of the dead mar- To serve his country forced him to take up? shal;
Nov. sen. The precedent were ill. Of whose so many glorious undertakings,
Char. And yet, my lord, this much
He forced the proud foe, in his height of cone Rom. If that curses,
quest, Urged justly, and breathed forth so, ever fell To yield unto an honourable peace, On those that did deserve them, let not mine And in it saved an hundred thousand lives, Be spent in vain now, that thou, from this in- To end his own, that was sure proof against stant,
The scalding summer's heat, and winter's frost, Mayest, in thy fear that they will fall upon thee, Il airs, the cannon, and the enemy's sword, Be sensible of the plagues they shall bring with In a most loathsome prison. them.
Du Croy. 'Twas his fault
To be so prodigal.
Char. Sufficient, my lords ? You sit at home, And, while you live, your riotous heirs undo you! And, though your fees are boundless at the bar, And thou, the patron of their cruelty,
Are thrifty in the charges of the warOf all thy lordships live not to be owner But your wills be obeyed. To these I turn, Of so much dung as will conceal a dog, To these soft-hearted men, that wisely know Or, what is worse, thyself in! And thy years, They're only good men that pay what they owe. To th' end thou mayst be wretched, I wish many; 2 Cred. And so they are. And, as thou hast denied the dead a grave, i Cred. 'Tis the city doctrine; May misery in thy life make thee desire one, We stand bound to maintain it. Which men, and all the elements, keep from Char. Be constant in it; thee!
And, since you are as merciless in your natures, I have begun well; imitate, exceed. (To CHAR. As base and mercenary in your means, Roch. Good counsel, were it a praise-worthy By which you get your wealth, I will not urge
deed. (Exeunt officers with ROMONT. The court to take away one scruple from Du Croy. Remember what we are.
The rightof their laws, or (wish)one good thought Char. Thus low my duty
In you to mend your disposition with.
Of famished orphans, are the feasts that take Not that I fear to speak my thoughts as loud,
you. And with a liberty beyond Romont;
That to be in your danger, with more care