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Thus seal it in the sight of Heaven and men. Rom. Sir, it is most true.
Your fingers tie my heart-strings with this touch, I am the witness.
In true-love knots, which nought but death shall 1 Cred. Yes, faith, we are paid.
loose. 2 Cred. Heaven bless his lordship-I did think And let these tears (an emblem of our loves) him wiser.
Like crystal rivers individually 3 Cred. He a statesman? Ile an ass—pay other Flow into one another; make one source, men's debts?
Which never man distinguish, less divide ! 1 Cred. That he was never bound for.
Breath marry breath, and kisses mingle souls;. Rom. One more such
Two hearts and bodies here incorporate; Would save the rest of pleaders.
And, though with little wooing I have won, Char. Honoured Rochfort,
My future life shall be a wooing time, Lie still my tongue, and blushes scald my cheeks, And every day new as the bridal one. That offer thanks in words for such great deeds. Oh, sir! Í groan under your courtesies, Roch. Call in my daughter: Still I have a suit More than my father's bones under his wrongs.
[Erit Beaumont. You, Curtius-like, have thrown into the gulf Would you requite me?
Of this his country's foul ingratitude, Rom. With his life, I assure you.
Your life and fortunes, to redeem their shames. Roch. Nay, would you make me now your Roch. No more, my glory! come, let's in, and debtor, sir!
Romont, Malotin, Pontalier, and Beaumont.This is my only child: What she appears,
All fair bliss upon it. Your lordship well may see: for education, Beau
[Exeunt Rochfort, Charalois, Romont, melle
Beaumont, and Malotin. Follows not any: For her mind, I know it
Nov. jun. Mistress! To be far fairer than her shape, and hope
Beaum. Oh servant, virtue strengthen me ! It will continue so: If now her birth
Thy presence blows round my affection's vane: Be not too mean for Charalois, take her, You will undo me if you speak again. This virgin, by the hand, and call her wife,
[Erit Beaumelle. Endowed with all iny fortunes : Bless me so, Lilad. Aym. Here will be sport for you. This Requite me thus, and make me happier,
works. [Exeunt Liladam and Aymer. In joining my poor empty name to yours,
Nov. jun. Peace! peace! Than if my 'state were multiplied tenfold.
Pont. One word, my lord Novall! Char. Is this the payment, sir, that you ex- Nov. jun. What, thou would’st money—there. pect?
Pont. No, I'll none, I'll not be bought a slave, Why, you precipitate me more in debt,
A pandar, or a parasite, for all That nothing but my life can ever pay.
Your father's worth ; though you have saved my This beauty being your daughter (in which yours life, I must conceive necessity of her virtue) Rescued me ofteu from my wants, I must not Without all dowry is a prince's aim.
Wink at your follies that will ruin you. Then, as she is, for poor and worthless me You know my blunt way, and my love to truth: How much too worthy! Waken me, Romont, Forsake the pursuit of this lady's honour, That I may know I dreamed, and find this va- Now you do see her made another man's
And such a man's ! so good, so popular; Rom. Sure I sleep not.
will pluck a thousand mischiefs on you. Roch. Your sentence-life or death.
The benefits you've done me are not lost, Char. Fair Beaumelle, can you love me? Nor cast away; they are pursed here in my Beaumel. Yes, my lord.
heart; Enter Novall jun. Pontalier, Malotin, Li-Than to defend your vices, or to soothe them.
But let me pay you, sir, a fairer way
Nov. jun. Ha, ha, ha! what are my courses Char. You need not question me if I can you.
unto thee? You are the fairest virgin in Dijon,
Good cousin Pontalier, meddle with that And Rochfort is your father.
That shall concern thyself.
[Erit Novall. Nov. jun. What's this change?
Pont. No more but scorn? Roch. You met my wishes, gentlemen. Move on then, stars! work your pernicious will! Rom. What make
Only the wise rule, and prevent your ill. [Exit. These dogs in doublets here? Beaumel . A visitation, sir.
Haut boys - Here a passage over the stage, while Char. Then thus, fair Beaumelle! I write my the act is playing for the marriage of Charafaith,
lois with Beaumelle, 8c.
Beaumel. Stay, Bellapert.
Bella. In this I must not, with your leave, Enter Novall jun. and BELLAPERT. Nov. jun. Fly not to these excuses: Thou hast | Your taylor and your tire-woman wait without, been
And stay my counsel and direction for False in thy promise—and, when I have said Your next day's dressing. I have much to do, Ungrateful, all is spoke.
Nor will your ladyship now, time is precious, Bella. Good my lord ! but hear me only. Continue idle; this choice lord will find Nov. jun. To what purpose, trifler?
So fit employment for you.
[E.vit BELLAPERT. Can any thing that thou canst say make void Beaumel. I shall grow angry. The marriage? Or those pleasures but a dream, Nov. jun. Not so; you have a jewel in her, Which Charalois (oh Venus !) hath enjoyed ?
madain ! Bella. I yet could say that you receive ad- Beaumel. You come to chide me, servant,
bring with you In what you think a loss, would you vouchsafe Sufficient warrant. You will say, and truly, me;
My father found too much obedience in me, That you were never in the way till now By being won too soon : Yet, if you please With safety to arrive at your desires ;
But to remember all my hopes and fortunes That pleasure makes love to you, unattended
Had reference to his liking, you By danger or repentance.
That though I did not well towards you, I yer Nov. jun. That I could
Did wisely for myself.
I have so long loved, aud still love you, mistress, Bella. The enjoying
To esteem that an injury to me, Of what you most desire; I say the enjoying, Which was to you convenient; that is past Shall, in the full possession of your wishes, My help, is past my cure. You yet may, lady, Confirm that I am faithful.
In recompence of all my duteous service, Nov. jun. Give some relish
(Provided that your will answer your power) How this may appear possible.
Become my creditress. Bella. I will.
Beaumei. I understand you;
My passions are much fitter to desire
Enter Romant and FLORIMEL.
My lady's good opinion, that is the motive
Of this discovery ; but due
payment Betla. 'Tis a fair protection
Of what I owe her honour.
What you think fit, which will be, I presume,
Rom. This is no vision: Ha! With the next gold you give me.
Nov. jun. With the next opportunity.
Beaumel. By this kiss, and this, and this.
Nov. jun. That you would ever swear thus ! Beaumel. How is this, servant ? courting my Rom. If I seem rude, your pardon, lady! yours woman?
I do not ask : Come, do not dare to shew me Bella. As an entrance to
A face of anger, or the least dislike; The favour of the mistress ; You are together, Put on, and suddenly, a milder look ; And I am perfect in my cue. [Going. I shall grow rough else.
Nov. jun. Whst have I done, sir,
blemish in their lives to work on : To draw this harsh unsavoury language from you? But I will be plainer with you: had the people Rom. Done, popinjay? Why, dost thou think Been learnt to speak, but what even now I saw, that, if
Their malice out of that would raise an engine I e'er had dreamt that thou hadst done me To overthrow your honour. In my sight, wrong,
With yonder painted fool I frighted from you, Thou shouldst outlive it?
You used familiarity beyond Beaumel. This is something more
A modest entertainment: you embraced him lord's friendship gives commission for. With too much ardour for a stranger, and Nov. jun. Your presence and the place make Met him with kisses neither chaste nor comely: him presume
But learn you to forget him, as I will Upon my patience.
Your bounties to him; you will find it safer Rom. As if thou e'er wert angry
Rather to be uncourtly than immodest. But with thy taylor, and yet that poor shred Beaumel. This pretty rag about your neck Can bring more to the making up of a man,
shews well, Than can be hoped from thee : Thou art his crea- And, being coarse and little worth, it speaks you ture,
As terrible as thrifty.
And this strong belt, in which you hang your bom One syllable more with thee, until thou bring
nour, Some testimony, under good men's hands, Will outlast twenty scarfs. Thou art a Christian. I suspect thee strongly, Rom. What mean you, lady? And will be satisfied: Till which time, keep Beaumel. And all else about you cap-a-pee from me.
So uniform in spite of handsomeness, The entertainment of your visitation
Shews such a bold contempt of comeliness, llas made what I intended one a business. That it is not strange your laundress in the Nor. jun. So we shall meet-madam!
Leaguer Rom. Use that leg again, and I'll cut off the Grew mad with love of you. other.
Rom. Is my free counsel Nov. jun. Very good.
[Exit Nov. Answered with this ridiculous scorn? Rom. So I respect you,
Beaumel. These objects Not for yourself, but in remembrance of Stole
very much of my attention from me; Who is your father, and whose wife you now are, Yet something I remember, to speak truth, That I chuse rather not to understand
Delivered gravely, but to little purpose, Your nasty scoff, than
That almost would have made me swear, some Beaumel. Wiat, you will not beat me, If I expound it to you? Here's a tyrant
Ilad stolen into the person of Romont, Spares neither man nor woman.
And, in the praise of good-wite honesty, Rom. My intents,
Had read an homily. Madam, deserve not this; nor do I stay
Rom. By this handTo be the whetstone of your wit : preserve it
Beaumel. And sword; To spend on such as know how to adınire I will make up your oath, it will want weight else. Such coloured stuff. In me there is now speaks You are angry with me, and poor I laugh at it. to you,
you come from the camp, which affords only As true a friend and servant to your honour, The conversation of cast suburb whores, And one that will with as much hazard guard it, To set down to a lady of my rank As ever man did goodness. But then, lady! Liinits of entertainmient? You must endeavour, not alone to be,
Rom. Sure a legion has possest this woman. But to appear, worthy such love and service. Beaumel. One stamp more would do well : yet Beaumel. To what tends this?
I desire not Rom. Why, to this purpose, lady;
You should grow horn-mad till you have a wife. I do desire
should prove such a wife You are come to warm meat, and perhaps clean To Charalois (and such a one he merits)
linen : As Cæsar, did he live, could not except at, Feed, wear it, and be thankful. For me, know, Not only innocent from crime, but tree
That though a thousand watches were set on me, From all taint and suspicion.
And you the master-spy, I yet would use Beaumel. They are base that judge me other- The liberty that best likes me. I will revel, wise.
Feast, kiss, embrace. Perhaps, grant larger faRom. But yet be careful ! Detraction is a bold monster, and fears not Yet such as live upon my means, shall know To wound the faine of princes, if it find
They must not murmur at it. If my lord
Be now grown yellow, and has chose out you Though with some imputation to myself,
Roch. The performance
(Exit Beaumelle. Will make this protestation worth my thanks. Rom. And I will !
Rom. Then, with your patience, lend me your Believe it, wicked one, I will. Hear, heaven!
Enter BEAUMELLE and BELLAPERT. And I will rather chuse a spital sinner,
Beaumel. See, wench!
Preferring his complaint : But be thou perfect, Be fettered to the hellish slavery
And we will fit him. Of such an impudence.
Bella. Fear not me, pox on him!
A captain turned informer against kissing? Enter BEAUMONT with writings. Would he were hanged up in his rusty armour ! Beaum. Colonel ! good fortune
But, if our fresh wits cannot turn the plots To meet you thus : you look sad, but I will tell Of such a mouldy murrion on itself, you
Rich clothes, choice fare, and a true friend at a call, Something that shall remove it. O how happy
Forsake us. Is my lord Charalois in his fair bride!
Roch. This in my daughter? Do not wrong her. Rom. A happy man indeed! pray you in
Bella. Now begin. what ?
The game's afoot, and we in distance. Beaum. I dare swear, you would think so good Beaumel. 'Tis thy fault, foolislıgirl! pin on my
veil, A dower sufficient.
I will not wear those jewels. Am I not Rom. No doubt. But on.
Already matched beyond my hopes? Yet still Beaum. So fair, so chaste, so virtuous : indeed You prune and set me forth, as if I were All that is excellent.
Again to please a suitor. Rom. Women have no cunning to gull the Bella. "Tis the course world!
That our great ladies take. Beaum. Yet to all these, my lord,
Rom. A weak excuse ! Her father gives the full addition of
Beaumel. Those that are better seen, in what All he does now possess in Burgundy: These writings to confirin it are new sealed, A lady's honour and fair fame, condemn it. And I most fortunate to present him with them; You wait well : in your absence, my lord's friend, I must go seek him out; can you direct me? The understanding, grave and wise RonontRom. You will find him breaking a young horse. Rom. Must I be still her sport?
[Aside. Beaum. I thank you. [Erit Beaumont. Beaumel. Reproved me for it; Rom. I must do something worthy Charalois' And he has travelled to bring home a judgment, friendship.
Not to be contradicted. You will say If she were well inclined, to keep her so
My father, that owes more to years than he, Deserved not thanks : and yet, to stay a woman, Has brought me up to music, language, courtSpurred headlong by hot lust to her own ruin,
ship, Is harder than to prop a falling tower
And I must use them. True, but not to offend, With a deceiving recd.
Or render me suspected.
Roch. Does your fine story begin from this? Enter RockFORT.
Beaumel. I thought a parting kiss Roch. Some one seek for me,
From young Novall would have displeased no As soon as he returns. Rom. Her father! ha!-
Than heretofore it hath done; but I find How if I break this to him? Sure it cannot I must restrain such favours now; look, therefore, Meet with an ill construction. His wisdom, As you are careful to continue mine, Made powerful by the authority of a father, That I no more be visited. I'll endure Will warrant and give priviledge to his counsels. The strictest course of life that jealousy, It shall be so—my lord!
Can think secure enough, ere my behaviour Roch. Your friend, Romont :
Shall call my fame in question. Would you aught with me?
Rom. Ten dissemblers Rom. I stand so engaged
Are in this subtle devil. You believe this? To your so many favours, that I hold it
Roch. So far, that if you trouble me again A breach in thankfulness, should I not discover, with a report like this, I shall not only
Judge you malicious in your disposition,
Aymer. He looks like But study to repent what I have done
A currier, when his hide's grown dear. To such a nature.
Pont. Take heed he curry not some of you. Rom. Why, 'tis exceeding well.
Nov. jun. Gads me! he is angry. Roch. And for you, daughter, off with this; off Rom. I break no jests, but I can break my with it;
sword I have that confidence in your goodness, I,
About your pates.
Enter Charalors and BEAUMONT,
Lilad. Here is more. Use all fit liberty.
Aymer. Come, let us be gone! Bella. Blessing on you.
We are beleaguered. If this new preacher, with the sword and feather, Nov. jun. Look, they bring up their troops. Could prove his doctrine for canonical,
Pont. Will you sit down with this disgrace? We should have a fine world. [Erit Bellapert. You are abused most grossly. Roch. Sir, if you please
Lilad. I grant you, sir, we are; and you would To bear yourself as fits a gentleman, The house is at your service; but, if not, Stay, and be more abused. Though you seek company elsewhere, your ab- Nov. jun. My lord, I am sorry sence
Your house is so inhospitable, we must quit it. Will not be much lamented [Erit Rochfort. [Ereunt. Manent Charalois and Romont. Ron. If this be
Char. Prythee, Romont, what caused this upThe recompence of striving to preserve
roar A wanton gigglet honest, very shortly
Rom. Nothing. Twill make all mankind pandars.—Do you smile, They laughed and used their scurvy wits upon me. Gond lady looseness ? Your whole sex is like you, Char. Come, 'tis thy jealous nature : but I And that man's mad that seeks to better any :
wonder What new change have you next?
That you, which are an honest man and worthy, Beaumel. Oh, fear not you, sir !
Should foster this suspicion. No man laughs, ril stuft into a thousand, but I will
No one can whisper, but thou apprehendest Convert your heresy.
His conference and his scorn reflects on thee. Rom. What heresy? speak!
For my part, they should scoff their thin wits out, Beaumel. Of keeping a lady that is married, So I not heard them; beat me, not being there. From entertaining servants.
Leave, leave these fits to conscious men, to such
As are obnoxious to those foolish things
Rom. Well, sir?
Char. Thou art known l'se any means to vex him,
Valiant without defect, rightly defined, And then with welcome follow me.
Which is (as fearing to do injury,
[Erit Beaumel. As tender to endure it) not a brabbler, Nov. jun. You are tired
A swearer. With your grave exhortations, colonel !
Rom. Pish, pish! what needs this, my lord? Lilad. How is it? Faith, your lordship may do if I be known none such, how cainly you
Do cast away good counsel? I have loved you,
Aymer. That face would do well in a surplice. I grew enraged thus; yet had rather die
Than open the great cause a syllable further. Pont. S’death! will you suffer this?
Char. In my behalf? Wherein hath Charalois Rom. And you, the inaster rogue, the coward Untitly so demeaned himself, to give rascal,
The least occasion to the loosest tongue I shall be with you suddenly.
To throw aspersions on him? Or so weakly Nov. jun. Pontalier,
Protected his own honour, as it should If I should strike him, I know I shall kill him : Need defence from any but himself? And therefore I would have thee beat him, for They're fools that judge me by ny outward He is good for nothing else.
seeming; Lilad. His back
Why should my gentleness beget abuse? Appears to me, as it would tire a beadle. The lion is not angry that does slecp, And then he has a knotted brow, would bruise Nor every man a coward that can weep. A court-like hand to touch it.
For God's sake speak the cause.