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to you,

No man but has or must bury a father.

Are taken off.
Char. Grave sir, I buried sorrow for his death Char. How?
In the grave with him. I did never think

Rom. Sir, it is most true.
He was immortal-though I vow I grieve, I am the witness.
And see no reason why the vicious,

i Cred. Yes, faith, we are paid. Virtuous, valiant, and unworthy men,

2 Cred. Heaven bless his lordship! I did think Should die alike.

him wiser. koch. They do not.

3 Cred. He a statesman ! He an ass. Pay other Chur. In the manner

men's debts? Of dying, sir, they do not ; but all die,

i Cred. That he was never bound for. And therein differ not : But I have done.

Rom. One more such I spied the lively picture of my father,

Would save the rest of pleaders. Passing your gallery, and that cast this water Char. Honoured Rochfort Into mine eyes : See-foolish that I am, Lie still my tongue, and blushes scald my cheeks, To let it do so.

That offer thanks in words for such great deeds. Roch. Sweet and gentle nature !

Roch. Call in my daughter : still I have a suit How silken is this well comparatively

[Erit BEAUMONT. To other men ! I have a suit to you, sir.

Would you requite me. Char. Take it; 'tis granted.

Rom. With his life, I assure you. Roch. What?

Roch. Nay, would you make me now your Char. Nothing, my lord.

debtor, sir ! Roch. Nothing is quickly granted. Char, Faith, my lord,

Re-enter BEAUMONT, with BEAUMELLE. That nothing granted is even all I have, This is my only child : What she appears, For, all know, I have nothing left to grant. Your lordship well may see: her education

Roch. Sir, have you any suit to me? I'll grant Follows not any; for her mind, I know it You something, anything.

To be far fairer than her shape, and hope Char. Nay, surely, I, that can

It will continue so. If now her birth Give nothing, will but sue for that again. Be not too mean for Charalois, take her, take No man will grant me anything I sue for, This virgin by the hand, and call her wife, But begging nothing, every man will give it. Endowed with all my fortunes. Bless me so, Roch. Sir, the love I bore your father, and the Requite me thus, and make me happier, worth

In joining my poor empty name to yours, I see in you, so much resembling his,

Than if my 'state were multiplied tenfold. Made me thus send for you:-And tender here Chur. Is this the payment, sir, that you expect?

[Draws a curtain, and discovers a Table, Why, you precipitate me more in debt,

with money and jewels upon it. That nothing but my life can ever pay. Whatever you will take, gold, jewels, both, This beauty being your daughter, in which YOURS All, to supply your wants, and free yourself. I must conceive necessity of her virtue, Where heavenly virtue in high-blooded veins Without all dowry is a prince's aim: Is lodged, and can agree, men should kneel down, Then, as she is, for poor and worthless me Adore, and sacrifice all that they have;

How much too worthy! Waken me, Romont, And well they may, it is so seldom seen. That I may know I dreamed, and find this vaPut off your wonder, and here freely take,

Or send your servants : Nor, sir, shall you use, Rom. Sure I sleep not.
In aught of this, a poor man's fee, or bribe Roch. Your sentence-life or death.
Unjustly taken of the rich, but what's

Char. Fair Beaumelle, can you love me? Directly gotten, and yet by the law.

Beaumel. Yes, my lord. Char. How ill, sir, it becomes those hairs to mock !

Enter NovALl jun. PONTALIER, MALOTIN, Roch. Mock! thunder strike me then.

LILADAM, and AYMER.- All salute. Char. You do amaze me:

Char. You need not question me if I can you: But you shall wonder too. I will not take You are the fairest virgin in Dijon, One single piece of this great heap. Why should I And Rochfort is your father. Borrow, that have no means to pay? nay, am Nov. jun. What's this change? A very bankrupt, even in flattering hope

Roch. You meet my wishes, gentlemen. Of ever raising any. All my begging

Rom. What make Is Romont's liberty.

These dogs in doublets here?

Beaumel. A visitation, sir. Enter ROMONT, BEAUMONT, and Creditors

Char. Then thus, fair Beaumelle, I write my loaded with money.

faith, Roch. Here is your friend,

Thus seal it in the sight of Heaven and men ! Enfranchised ere you spake. I give him to you: Your fingers tie my heart-strings with this touch, And, Charalois, I give you to your friend, In true love-knots, which nought but death shall As free a man as he : Your father's debts


And let these tears, an emblem of our loves, Pont. One word, my lord Noval!!
Like crystal rivers individually

Nov. jun. What, thou wouldst inoney?-there!
Flow into one another ; make one source, Pont. No, I'll none, I'll not be bought a slave,
Which never man distinguish, less divide ! A pander, or a parasite, for all
Breath marry breath, and kisses mingle souls ; Your father's worth. Though you have saved my
Two hearts and bodies here incorporate;

life, And, though with little wooing I have won, Rescued me often from my wants, I must not My future life shall be a wooing time,

Wink at your follies that will ruin you. And every day new as the bridal one.

You know my blunt way, and my love to truth; Oh, sir! I groan unrler your courtesies,

Forsake the pursuit of this lady's honour,
More than my father's bones under his wrongs. Now you do se: her made another man's,
You, Curtius-like, have thrown into the gulf And such a man's, so good, so popular!
Of this his country's foul ingratitude,

Or you will pluck a thousand mischiefs on you.
Your life and fortunes, to redeem their shames. The benefits you've done me are not lost,
Roch. No more, my glory! come, let's in, and Nor cast away ; they are pursed here in my heart;

But let me pay you, sir, a fairer way, This celebration.

Than to defend your vices, or to sooth them. Rom. Mal. Pon. Beau. All fair bliss upon it! Nov, jun. Ha, ha! what are my courses unto (Ereunt ROCHFORT, CHARALOIs, Ro

thec? MONT, BEAUMONT, and MALOTIN. Good cousin Pontalier, meddle with that Nov. jun. Mistress !

That shall concern thyself. Erit NOVALL. Bruum. Oh servant !

-Virtue strengthen me ! Pont. No more but scorn? Thy presence blows round my affection's vane: Move on then, stars, work your pernicious will: You will undo me if you speak again.

Only the wise rule, and prevent your ill. [Erit.

(Erit BEAUMELLE. Lilad. Aym. Here will be sport for you. This Hautboys. Here a passage over the stage, while

works. (Ereunt LILADAM and AYMER. the act is playing for the marriage of CHARA: Nov. jun. Peace! peace !




Bella. I will, SCENE I.-A Room in CHARALOIS' House. Relish and taste, and make the banquet easy.

You say my lady's married— I confess it : Enter NovALL jun. and BELLAPERT. That Charalois hath enjoyed her—'tis most true: Nov. jun. Fly not to these excuses; thou

That with her he's already master of hast been

The best part of my old lord's state-still better. False in thy promise—and, when I have said But that the first or last should be your hindrance, Ungrateful, all is spoken.

I utterly deny: For, but observe me, Bella. Good my lord ! but hear me only.

While she went for, and was, I swear, a virgin, Nov. jun. To what purpose, trifler?

What courtesy could she with

her honour give, any thing that thou canst say make void Or you receive with safety? Take me with you; The marriage? Or those pleasures but a dream, When I say courtesy, do not think I mean Which Charalois (oh Venus ') hath enjoyed ? A kiss, the tying of her shoe or garter, Bella. I yet could say that you receive ad An hour of private conference; those are trifles. vantage

In this word courtesy we, that are gamesters, In what you think a loss, would you vouchsafe

point at me;

The sport direct, where not alone the lover That you were never in the way till now Brings his artillery, but uses it; With safety to arrive at your desires;

Which word expounded to you, such a courtesy That pleasure makes love to you, unattended Do you expect, and sudden. By danger or repentance.

Nov. jun. But he tasted
Nov. jun. That I could

The first sweets, Bellapert.
But apprehend one reason how this might be ! Bell. He wrong'd you shrewdly!
Hope would not then forsake me.

He toil'd to climb up to the phenix' nest,

And in his prints leaves your ascent more easy. Of what you most desire, I say the enjoying, I do not know, you that are perfect criticks Shall, in the full possession of your wishes,

In woman's books, may talk of maidenheadsConfirm that I am faithful.

Nov. jun. But for her marriage! Nov. jun. Give some relish

Bella. 'Tis a fair protection How this may appear possible.

'Gainst all arrests of fear or shame for ever

Bella. The enjoying


Such as are fair, and yet not foolish, study Of what I owe her honour.
To have one at thirteen ; but they are mad

Rom. So I conceive it. That stay till twenty. Then, sir, for the plea Flor. I have observed too much, nor shall my sure,

silence To say adultery's sweeter, that is stale ; Prevent the remedy:-yonder they are; This only is not the contentment more, I dare not be seen with you. You may do To say, This is my cuckold, than my rival ? What you think fit, which will be, I presume, More I could say—but, briefly, she doats on you; The office of a faithful and tried friend If it prove otherwise, spare not, poison me To my young lord.

[Erit FLORIMEL With the next gold you give me.

Rom. This is no vision: Ha!

Nov. jun. With the next opportunity?

Beuumel. By this kiss, and this, and this. Beaumel. How is this, servant ? courting my Nov. jun. That you would ever swear thus ! woman?

Rom. (Comes forward.] If I seem rude, your Bella. As an entrance to

pardon, lady ;-yours The favour of the mistress. You are together, I do not ask : Come, do not dare to shew me And I am perfect in my cue. [Going. A face of anger, or the least dislike; Beaumel. Stay, Bellapert.

Put on, and suddenly, a milder look; Bella. In this I must not, with your leave, I shall grow rough else. obey you.

Noo. jun. What have I done, sir, Your taylor and your tire-woman wait without, To draw this harsh unsavoury language from you? And stay my counsel and direction for

Rom. Done, popinjay! Why, dost thou think Your next day's dressing. I have much to do,

that, if Nor will your ladyship, now time is precious, Ie'er had dream't that thou hadst done me wrong, Continue idle; this choice lord will find

Thou shouldst outlive it?
So fit employment for you! [Erit BELLAPERT. Beaumel. This is something more
Beaumel. I shall grow angry.

Than my lord's friendship gives commission for. Nov. jun. Not so; you have a jewel in her, Nov. jun. Your presence and the place make madam

him presume

Upon my patience.

Rom. As if thou e'er wert angry
I had forgot to tell your ladyship,

But with thy taylor ! and yet that poor shred The closet is private, and your couch there can bring more to the making up of a man, ready;

Than can be hoped from thee: Thou art his creaAnd, if you please that I shall lose the key,

ture, But say so, and 'tis done.

(Erit. And, did he not each morning new create thee, Beaumel. You come to chide me, servant, and Thou’dst stink and be forgotten. I will not bring with you

change Sufficient warrant. You will say, and truly, One syllable more with thee, until thou bring My father found too much obedience in me, Some testimony, under good men's hands, By being won too soon; yet, if you please Thou art a Christian : I suspect thee strongh, But to remember, all my hopes and fortunes And will be satisfied; 'till which time, keep Had reference to his liking, you will grant,

from me. That though I did not well towards you, I yet The entertainment of your visitation Did wisely for myself.

Has made what I intended one a business. Nov. jun. With too much fervour

Nov. jun. So we shall meet-Madam! I have so long loved, and still love you, mistress, Rom. Use that leg again, and I'll cut off the To esteem that an injury to me,

other. Which was to you convenient; that is past Nov. jun. Very good.

[Erit Nov. My help, is past my cure. You yet may, lady, Rom. What a perfume the muskcat leaves be In recompence of all my duteous service,

hind him ! (Provided that your will answer your power) Do you admit him for a property, Become my creditress.

To save your charges, lady?" Beaumei, I understand you;

Beaumel. 'Tis not useless, And for assurance the request you make Now you

are to succeed him Shall not be long unanswered, pray you sit;

Rom. So I respect you,
And by what you shall hear, you'll easily find Not for yourself, but in remembrance of
My passions are much fitter to desire,

Who is your father, and whose wife you now are, Than to be sued to.

That I chuse rather not to understand
Enter ROMONT and FLORIMEL behind.

Your nasty scoff, than-

. What, you will not beat me, Flor. Sir, it is not envy

If I expound it to you! Here's a tyrant At the start my fellow has got of me in

Spares neither man nor woman! My lady's good opinion, that is the motive

Rom. My intents, of this discovery; but the due payment

Madam, deserve not this; nor do I stay

To be the whetstone of your wit : preserve it You are angry with me, and poor I laugh at it.
To spend on such as know how to admire Do you come from the camp, which affords only
Such coloured stuff. ln me there now speaks The conversation of cast suburb whores,
to you

To set down to a lady of my rank
As true a friend and servant to your honour, Limits of entertainment?
And one that will with as much hazard guard it, Rom. Sure a legion has possest this woman!
As ever man did goodness. But then, lady, Beaumel. One stamp more would do well: yet
You must endeavour not alone to be,

I desire not But to appear, worthy such love and service. You should grow horn-mad till you have a wife. Beaumel. To what tends this?

You are come to warm meat, and perhaps clean Rom. Why, to this purpose, lady.

linen; I do desire you should prove such a wife, Feed, wear it, and be thankful. For me, know, To Charalois (and such a one he merits) That though a thousand watches were set on me, As Cæsar, did he live, could not except at;


you the master-spy, I yet would use Not only innocent from crime, but free

The liberty that best likes me. I will revel, From all taint and suspicion.

Feast, kiss, embrace, perhaps grant larger faBeaumel. They are base that judge me other.

vours; wise.

Yet such as live upon my means shall know Rom. But yet be careful:

They must not murmur at it. If my lord Detraction's a bold monster, and fears not Be now grown yellow, and has chose out you To wound the fame of princes, if it find

To serve his jealousy this way, tell him this :
But any blemish in their lives to work on. You have something to inform him.
But I'll be plainer with you: had the people

[Exit BEAUMELLE. Been learnt to speak but what even now I saw,

Rom. And I will; Their malice out of that would raise an engine Believe it, wicked one, I will.. Hear, heaven, To overthrow your honour. In my sight, But, hearing, pardon me; if these fruits grow With yonder painted fool I frighted from you, Upon the tree of marriage, let me shun it, You used familiarity beyond

As a forbidden sweet. An heir and rich, A modest entertainment: you embraced him Young, beautiful, yet add to thisma wife, With too much ardour for a stranger,

and And I will rather chuse a spittle sinner, Met him with kisses neither chaste nor comely. Carted an age before, though three parts rotten, But learn you to forget him, as I will

And take it for a blessing, rather than Your bounties to him; you will find it safer Be fettered to the hellish slavery Rather to be uncourtly than immodest.

Of such an impudence.
Beaumel. This pretty rag about your neck

Enter BEAUMONT with writings.
shews well,
And, being coarse and little worth, it speaks you Beaum. Colonel, good fortune
As terrible as thrifty.

To meet you

thus ! look sad, but I'll tell you Rom. Madam!

Something that shall remove it. O how happy Beaumel. Yes:

Is my lord Charalois in his fair bride! And this strong belt, in which you hang your ho Rom. A happy man indeed !-pray you, in nour,

what? Will outlast twenty scarfs.

Beaum. I dare swear, you would think so good Rom. What mean you, lady?

a lady Beaumel. And then all else about you cap-a- A dower sufficient. pee,

Rom. No doubt. But on. So uniform in spite of handsomeness,

Beaum. So fair, so chaste, so virtuous, so Shews such a bold contempt of comeliness,

indeed That 'tis not strange your laundress in the lea-All that is excellent! guer

Rom. Women have no cunning to gull the Grew mad with love of you.

world! Rom. Is my free counsel

Beaum. Yet to all theee, my lord, Answered with this ridiculous scorn?

Her father gives the full addition of Beaumel. These objects

All he does now possess in Burgundy: Stole very much of my attention from me; These writings to confirm it are new scaled, Yet something I remember, to speak truth, And I most fortunate to present him with them; Delivered gravely, but to little purpose,

I must go seek him out. Can you direct me? That almost would have made me swear, some

kom. You will find him breaking a young curate

horse. Had stolen into the person of Romont,

Beaum. I thank you. [Erit BEAUMONT And, in the praise of good-wife honesty,

Rom. I must do something worthy Charalois' Had read an homily.

friendship. Rom. By this hand

If she were well inclined, to keep her so Beaumel. And sword;

Deserved not thanks ; and yet, to stay a woman, I will make up your path, it will want weight else. Spurred headlong by hot lust to her own ruin,



Is harder than to prop a falling tower

Roch. Does your fine story begin from this? With a deceiving reed.

Beaumel. I thought a parting kiss

From young Novall would have displeased no Enter ROCHFORT, speaking to a Servant within. Roch. Some one seek for me,

Than heretofore it hath done; but I find As soon as he feturns.

I must restrain such favours now : look, therefore, Rom. Her father! ha!

As you are careful to continue mine, How if I break this to him ? Sure it cannot That I no more be visited. I'll endure Meet with an ill construction. His wisdom, The strictest course of life that jealousy Made powerful by the authority of a father, Can think secure enough, ere my behaviour Will warrant and give privilege to his counsels. Shall call my fame in question. It shall be so--my lord!

Rom. Ten dissemblers Roch. Your friend, Romont :

Are in this subtle devil !-You believe this? Would you aught with me?

Roch. So far, that if you trouble me again Ron. I stand so engaged

With a report like this, I shall not only To your so many favours, that I hold it

Judge you malicious in your disposition, A breach in thankfulness, should I not discover, But study to repent what I have done Though with some imputation to myself,

To such a nature. All doubts that may concern you.

Rom. Why, 'tis exceeding well. Roch. The performance

Roch. And for you, daughter, off with this, off Will make this protestation worth my thanks.

with it!
Rom. Then, with your patience, lend me your I have that confidence in your goodness, I,

That I will not consent to have you live
For what I must deliver, whispered only, Like to a recluse in a cloister : Go,
You will with too much grief receive.

Call in the gallants, let them make you merry

Use all fit liberty. Enter BeaumeLLE and BELLAPERT, behind.

Bella. Blessing upon you ! Beaumel. See, wench !

If this new preacher, with the sword and feather, Upon my life, as I forespake, he's now

Could prove his doctrine for canonical, Preferring his complaint; but be thou perfect, We should have a fine world. [Erit BELLAPERT And we will fit him.

Roch. Sir, if you please Bella. Fear not me, pox on him!

To bear yourself as fits a gentleman, A captain turned informer against kissing; The house is at your service; but, if not, Would he were hanged up in his rusty armour ! Though you seek company elsewhere, your abBut, if our fresh wits cannot turn the plots Of such a mouldy murrion on itself,

Will not be much lamented. (Exit ROCHFORT. Rich clothes, choice fare, and a true friend at a Rom. If this be call,

The recompense of striving to preserve With all the pleasures the night yields, forsake us ! A wanton giglet honest, very shortly Roch. This in my daughter! Do not wrong 'Twill make all mankind panders.—Do you smile, her.

Good lady looseness? Your whole sex is like you, Bella. Now begin :

And that man's mad that seeks to better any: The game's afoot, and we in distance.

What new change have you next?

. (Comes forward.] 'Tis thy fault, Beaumel. Oh, fear not you, sir !
foolish girl! pin on my veil,

I'll shift into a thousand, but I will
I will not wear those jewels. - Am I not

Convert your heresy.
Already matched beyond my hopes ? Yet still Rom. What heresy? speak!
You prune and set me forth, as if I were

Beaumel. Of keeping a lady that is married, Again to please a suitor.

From entertaining servants.
Bella. 'Tis the course
That our great ladies take.

Enter Novall jun. MALOTIN, LILADAM, ArBeaumel. A weak excuse!

Those that are better seen in what concerns O, you're welcome!
A lady's honour and fair fame, condemn it. Use any means to vex him,
You wait well ! in your absence, my lord's friend, And then with welcome follow me.
The understanding, grave, and wise Romont-

[Erit BEAUMEL. Rom. Must I be still her sport ! [ Aside. Nov. jun. You are tired Beaumel. Reproved me for it ;

With your grave exhortations, colonel ! And he has travelled to bring home a judgment, Lilad. How is it? Faith, your lordship may do Not to be contradicted. You will say

well My father, that owes more to years than he, To help him to some church-preferment: 'Tis Has brought me up to music, language, court- The fashion now for men of all conditions, ship,

However they have liveds to end that way. And I must use them : True but not to offend, Aymer. That face would do well in a surplice. Or render me suspected.

Rom. Rogues, be silent-or


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