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Sub. Yes; are they gone ?

'Slight, she melts Face. All's clear.

Like a myrobolane:Lhere is yet a line, Sub. The widow is come.

In rivo frontis,tells me he is no knight. Face. And your quarrelling disciple?

Dame P. What is he then, sir ?
Sub. Ay.

Sub. Let me see your hand.
Face. I must to my captainship again then. Oh, your linea fortunæ & makes it plain ;
Sub. Stay, bring them in first.

And stella here in monte Veneris.
Face. So I meant. What is she?

But, most of all, junctura annularis.s A bonnibel ? ?

He is a soldier, or a man of art, lady, Sub. I know not.

But shall have some great honour shortly. Face. We'll draw lots :

Dame P. Brother,
You'll stand to that?

He's a rare man, believe me!
Sub. What else?
Face. Oh, for a suit,

Re-enter Face, in his uniform.
To fall now like a curtain, flap!

Kas. Hold your peace ! Sub. To the door, man.

Here comes t'other rare man.—'Save you, captain. Face. You'll have the first kiss, 'cause I am not Face. Good Master Kastril!

Is this your ready.

[Exit. sister? Sub. Yes, and perhaps hit you through both Kas. Ay, sir. the nostrils.

Please you to kuss her, and be proud to know Face. [within). Who would you speak with ? her. Kas. (within 1: Where's the captain ?

Face. I shall be proud to know you, lady. Face. Twithin]. Gone, sir,

[Kisses her. About some business.

Dame P. Brother, Kas. [within]. Gone!

He calls me lady too. Face. Twithin). He'll return straight.

Kas. Ay, peace : I heard it. But master doctor, his lieutenant, is here.

[Takes her aside.

Face. The count is come. Enter KASTRIL, followed by Dame PLIANT.

Sub. Where is he?
Sub. Como near, my worshipful boy, my terræ Face. At the door.

Sub. Why, you must entertain him.
That is, my boy of land; make thy approaches: Face. What will you do
Welcome; I know thy lusts, and thy desires, With these the while ?
And I will serve and satisfy them. Begin,

Sub. Why, have them up, and show them
Charge me from thence, or thence, or in this line; Some fustian book, or the dark glass.
Here is my centre: ground thy quarrel.

Face. 'Fore God,!
Kas. You lie.

She is a delicate dab-chick! I must have her. Sub. How, child of wrath and anger! the loud

[Erit. lie?

Sub. Must you! ay, if your fortune wilt, you For what, my sudden boy?

inust. Kas. Nay, that look ye to,

Come, sir, the captain will come to us presently: I am aforehand.

I'll have you to my chamber of demonstrations, Sub. Oh, this is no true grammar,

Where I will show you both the grammar, and And as ill logic! You must render causes, child, logic, Your first and second intentions, know your And rhetoric of quarrelling; my whole method

Drawn out in tables; and my instrument, And your divisions, moods, degrees, and differ- That hath the several scales upon't, shall make you ences,

Able to quarrel at a straws-breadth by moonlight. Your predicaments, substance, and accident, And, lady, I'll have you look in a glass, Series, extern and intern, with their causes, Some half an hour, but to clear your eyesight, Efficient, material, formal, final,

Against you see your fortune; which is greater, And have your elements perfect?

Than I may judge upon the sudden, trust me. Kas. What is this!

(Exit, followed by Kas. and Dame P. The angry tongue he talks in ?

[Aside. Sub. That false precept,

Re-enter FACE Of being aforehand, has deceived a number, Face. Where are you, doctor? And made them enter quarrels, oftentimes,

Sub. [within). I'll come to you presently, Before they were aware; and afterward,

Face. I will have this same widow, now I have Against their wills.

seen her, Kas. How must I do then, sir?

On any composition.
Sub. I cry this lady mercy: she should first
Have been saluted. [Kisses her).- I do call you

Re-enter SUBTLE lady,

Sub. What do you say? Because you are to be one, ere't be long,

Face. Have you disposed of them? My soft and buxom widow.

Sub. I have sent them up. Kas. Is she, i'faith?

Face. Subtle, in troth, I needs must have this Sub. Yes, or my art is an egregious liar.

widow. Kas. How know you?

Sub. Is that the matter?
Sub. By inspection on her forehead,

Face. Nay, but hear me.
And subtlety of her lip, which must be tasted Sub. Go to.
Often, to make a judgment. [Kisses her again.]


i bonnibel-See note 1, p. 161, col, 1.

? i e. lis captain's uniform, for which he is compelled to go out.

3.son of the soil."

1 See note 2, p. 90, col. 2.
2. In the channel of her forehead.'
3 line of fortune.'
4 in the hill of Venus.'

5 juncture of the ring or circle.'
astrological terms.

These are also

got him

If you rebel once, Dol shall know it all:

Sub. That's true. Therefore be quiet, and obey your chance. 'Fore heaven, I know not: he must stay, that's all. Face. Nay, thou art so violent now. Do but Face. Stay! that he must not by no means. conceive,

Sub. No! why? Thou art old, and canst not serve

Face. Unless you'll mar all. 'Slight, he will Sub. Who cannot? I?

suspect it: 'Slight, I will serve her with thee, for a

And then he will not pay, not half so well. Face. Nay,

This is a travelled punk-master, and does know
But understand: I'll give you composition. All the delays; a notable lot rascal,
Sub. I will not treat with thee. What! sell my | And looks already rampant.
fortune ?

Sub. 'Sdeath, and Mammon
'Tis better than my birthright. Do not murmur : Must not be troubled.
Win her, and carry her. If you grumble, Dol Face. Mammon! in no case.
Knows it directly.

Sub. What shall we do then?
Face. Well, sir, I am silent.

Face. Think: you must be sudden. Will you go help to fetch in Don in state ?

Sur. Entiendo que la senora es tan hermosa, que

[Exit. codicio tan verla, como la bien aventuranza de mi Sub. I follow you, sir : we must keep Face in vida,? Or he will overlook us like a tyrant. [awe, Face. Mi vida! 'Slid, Subtle, he puts mo in

mind o' the widow. Re-enter Face, introducing SURLY disguised as a

What dost thou say to draw her to it, ha! Spaniard.

And tell her 'tis her fortune ? all our venture Brain of a tailor! who comes here? Don John! | Now lies upon't. It is but one man more,

Sur. Senores, beso las manos a vuestras mercedes. Which of us chance to have her: and, beside, Sub. Would you bad stoop'd a little, and kist There is no maidenhead to be fear'd or lost. Face. Peace, Subtle.

[our anos! What dost thou think on't, Subtle ? Sub. Stab me; I shall never hold, man.

Sub. Who, I? whyHe looks in that deep ruff like a head in a platter Fac. The credit of our house too is engaged. Serv'd in by a short cloke upon two trestles. Sub. You made me an offer for my share ereFace. Or, what do you say to a collar of brawn,

while. cut down

What wilt thou give me, i'faith? Beneath the souse, and wriggled with a knife ? Face. Oh, by that light

Sub. 'Slud, he does look too fat to be a Spaniard. I'll not buy now. You know your doom to me. Face. Perhaps some Fleming or some Hollander E'en take your lot, obey your chance, sir ; win

And wear her out for me.

[her, In D'Alva's time; Count Egmont's bastard. Sub. 'Slight, I'll not work her then. Sub. Don,

Face. It is the common cause; therefore bethink Your

scurvy, yellow, Madrid face is welcome. Dol else must know it, as you said. [you. Sur. Gratia.

Sub. I care not. Sub. He speaks out of a fortification.

Sur. Senores, proque se tarda tanto ? ? Pray God he have no squibs in those deep sets.3 Sub. Faith, I am not fit, I am old. Sur. Por dios, senores, muy linda casa!

Face. That's now no reason, sir. Sub. What says he?

Sur. Puedo ser de hazer burla de mi amor? 3 Face. Praises the house, I think;

Face. You hear the Don too? by this air, I call, I know no more but's action.

And loose the hinges: Dol! Sub. Yes, the casa,

Sub. A plague of hell My precious Diego, will prove fair enough

Face. Will

you then do ? To cozen you in. Do you mark? you shall Sub. You are a terrible rogue ! Be cozen'd, Diego:

I'll think of this: will you, sir, call the widow ? Face. Cozen'd, do you see,

Face. Yes, and I'll take her too with all her My worthy Donzel, cozen'd.

faults, Sur. Entiendo.5

Now I do think on't better, Sub. Do you intend it? so do we, dear Don. Sub. With all my heart, sir; Have

you brought pistolets, or portagues Am I discharged o' the lot? My solemn Don ?-Dost thou feel any ?

Face. As you please. Face. [Feels his pockets). Full.

Sub. Hands.

[They take hands. Sub. You shall be emptied, Don, pumped and

Face. Remember now, that upon any change, Dry, as they say:

[drawn You never claim her. Face. Misked, in troth, sweet Don.

Sub. Much good joy, and health to you, sir. Sub. See all the monsters; the great lion of Marry a whore! fate, let me wed a witch first. all, Don.

Sur. Por estas honradas barbas _
Sur. Con licencia, se puede ver a esta senora ? 6 Sub. He swears by his beard.
Sub, What talks he now?

Despatch, and call the brother too. (Exit FACE. Face. Of the sennora.

Sur. Tenyo duda, senores, que no me hagan Sub. Oh, Don,

alguna traycion." That is the lioness, which you shall see

Sub. How, issue on? yes, præsto, sennor. Also, my Don.

Please you
Face. 'Slid, Subtle, how shall we do?

Enthratha the chambrata, worthy Don:
Sub. For what?
Face. Why, Dol's employ'd, you know.

"I hear the lady is so handsome, that I am anxious

to see her, as the most fortunate circumstance of my Gentlemen, I kiss your honours' hands.'

Life.'-GIFFORD. 1.Thanks.'

? Gentlemen, why do you delay so much?' * i.e. in the deep plaits of his ruff.

3.Can you be making a jest of my love?' By heaven, gentlemen, a very handsome house!' 4 . By these honourable beards.' (?) S'I understand.'

5 'I fear, gentlemen, that you are about to play me *. With permission, is it possible to see this lady?' some foul trick.'

Where if you please the fates, in your bathada, And that was some three year afore I was born, You shall be soaked, and stroked, and tubb'd, and in truth. rubb'd,

Sub. Come, you must love him, or be miserable; And scrubb'd, and fubb’d, dear Don, before you Choose which you will. go.

Face. By this good rush, persuade her, You shall, in faith, my scurvy baboon Don. She will cry strawberries else within this twelveBe curried, claw'd, and flaw'd, and taw'd, indeed. month. I will the heartlier go about it now,

Sub. Nay, shads and mackerel, which is worse. And make the widow a punk so much the soon Face. Indeed, sir ! To be revenged on this impetuous Face :

Kas. 'Ods lid, you shall love him, or I'll kick The quickly doing of it, is the grace.

[Exeunt SUB. and SURLY. Dame P. Why,

I'll do as you would have me, brother.

Kas. Do,

Or by this hand I'll maul you.

Face. Nay, good sir,
Another room in the same.

Be not so fierce.

Sub. No, my enraged child; Enter FACE, KASTRIL, and Dame PLIANT.

She will be ruled. What, when she comes to Face. Come, lady: I knew the doctor would taste not leave,

The pleasures of a countess! to be courtedTill he had found the very nick of her fortune.

Face. And kiss'd, and ruffled ! Kas. To be a countess, say you, a Spanish

Sub. Ay, behind the hangings. countess, sir?

Face. And then come forth in pomp! Dame P. Why, is that better than an English

Sub. And know her state ! countess ?

Face Of keeping all the idolaters of the chamFace. Better ! 'Slight, make you that a question,

ber lady?

Barer to her, than at their prayers ! Kas. Way, she is a fool, captain, you must par

Sub. Is sery'd don her.

Upon the knee! Face. Ask from your courtier, to your inns-of

Face. And has her pages, ushers, court-man,

Footmen, and coachesTo your mere milliner ; they will tell you all,

Sub. Her six mares-Your Spanish jennet is the best horse ; your

Face. Nay, eight! Spanish

Sub. To hurry her through London, to the Stoup is the best garb;' your Spanish beard

Is the best cut; your Spanish ruffs are the best

Bethlem, the China-houses-
Wear; your Spanish pavin ? the best dance; Face. Yes, and have
Your Spanish titillation in a glove

The citizens gape at her, and praise her tires, The best perfume ; and for your Spanish pike, And my lord's goose-turd bands, that ride with And Spanish blade, let your poor captain speak

her. Here comes the doctor.

Kus. Most brave! By this hand, you are not

my suster Enter SUBTLE, with a paper.

If you refuse. Sub. My most honoured lady,

Dame P. I will not refuse, brother.
For so I am now to style you, having found

Enter SURLY.
By this my scheme, you are to undergo
An honourable fortune very shortly.

Sur. Que es esto, senores, que no venga ? Esta What will you say now, if some

tardanza me mata! i Face. I have told her all, sir;

Face. It is the count come: And her right worshipful brother here, that she The doctor knew he would be here, by his art. shall be

Sub. En gallanta madama, Don! gallantissima !!! A countess; do not delay them, sir; a Spanish Sur. Por todos los dioses, la mas acabada hermocountess.

sura, que he visto en mi vida! 3 Sub. Still, my scarce-worshipful captain, you Face. Is't not a gallant language that they can keep

speak? No secret! Well, since he bas told you, madam, Kas. An admirable language. Is't not French? Do you forgive him, and I do.

Face. No, Spanish, sir. Kas. She shall do that, sir;

Kas. It goes like law-French, I'll look to't, 'tis my charge.

And that, they say, is the courtlicst language. Sub. Well then: naught rests

Face. List, sir. But that she fit her love now to her fortune. Sur. El sol ha perdido su lumbre, con el esplanDame P. Truly I shall never brook a Spaniard.


que trae esta dama! Valgame Dios! Sub. No!

Face. He admires your sister. Dame P. Never since eighty-eight 3 could I

kas, Must not she make curt'sy? abide them,

Sub. 'Ods will, she must go to him, man, and

kiss him!

It is the Spanish fashion for the women your Spanish sloup, &c. Gifford can't explain this;

To make first court. it may mean that the Spanish stoop or bow is the most elegant fashion, or stoup may be some kind of dress. During the early part of James's reign Spanish influence was paramount at court, and Spanish fashions, in con 1. What is the reason, gentlemen, you do not come? sequence, were generally adopted there.

This delay kills me.' parin was a grave majestic kind of dance, perhaps 2 • The handsome lady, Don! most handsome.' from Lat. pavo, a peacock.

3. By all the gods, the most perfect beauty I ever saw!" 3 eighty-eight-i.e. 1583, the year of the Spanish Ar 4. The brightness of the sun is dimmed in presence of mada,

the splendour of this lady! Good God!'



Face. 'Tis true he tells you, sir:

Mam. What shall I do? His art knows all.

Dol. For, as he says, except Sur. Porque no se acude?!

We call the rabbins, and the heathen GrecksKas. He speaks to her, I think.

Mam. Dear lady. Face. That he does, sir.

Dol. To come from Salem, and from Athens, Sur. Por el amor de Dios, que es esto que se And teach the people of Great Britain

tarda ? ? Kas. Nay, see: she will not understand him! Enter Face, hastily, in his servant's dress. Noddy.

(gull, Face. What's the matter, sir?: Dame P. What say you, brother?

Dol. To speak the tongue of Eber and Jaran-, Kas. Ass, my suster.

Mam. Oh, Go kuss him, as the cunning man would have She's in her fit. you;

Dol. We shall know nothingI'll thrust a pin in your buttocks else.

Face. Death, sir, Face. Oh no, sir.

We are undone! Sur. Senora mia, mi persona esta muy indigna Dol. Where then a learned linguist de allegar a tanta hermosura,3

Shall she the ancient used communion Face. Does he not use her bravely?

Of vowels and consonantsKas. Bravely, i'faith!

Face. My master will hear! Face. Nay, he will use her better.

Dol. A wisdom, which Pythagoras held most Kas. Do you think so ?

highSur. Senora, si sera servida, entremonos.

Mam. Sweet honourable lady! [Exit with Dame PLIANT. Dol. To comprise Kas. Where does he carry her?

All sounds of voices, in few marks of lettersFace. Into the garden, sir ;

Face. Nay, you must never hope to lay her now. Take you no thought: I must interpret for her.

(They all speak together. Sub. Give Dol the word.5 (Aside to Face, who Dol. And so we may arrive by Talmud skill,

goes out.]-Come, my fierce child, advance, And profane Greek, to raise the building up We'll to our quarrelling lesson again.

Of Helen's house against the Ismaelite, Kas. Agreed.

King of Thogarma, and his habergions I love a Spanish boy with all my heart.

Brimstony, blue, and fiery; and the force Sub. Nay, and by this means, sir, you shall be Of king Abaddon, and the beast of Cittim: brother

Which rabbi David Kimchi, Onkelos, To a great count.

And Aben Ezra do interpret Rome. Kas. Ay, I knew that at first.

Face. How did you put her into't?
This match will advance the house of the Kastrils. Mam. Alas! I talk'd

Sub. 'Pray God your sister prove but pliant ! Of a fifth monarchy I would erect
Kas. Why,

With the philosopher's stone, by chance, and sho Her name is so by her other husband.

Falls on the other four straight. Sub. How!

Face. Out of Broughton ! kas. The widow Pliant. Knew you not that? I told you so. 'Slid, stop her mouth. Sub. No, faith, sir;

Mam. Is't best? Yet, by erection of her figure, I guessed it.

Face, She'll never leave else. If the old man Come, let's go practise.

hear her, kas. Yes, but do you think, doctor,

We are but fæces, ashes. I e'er sball quarrel well ?

Sub. [within.] What's to do there? Sub. I warrant you.

(Exeunt. Face. Oh, we are lost! Now she hears him,

she is quiet.

Enter SUBTLE; they run different ways.

Mam. Where shall I hide me?
Another room in the same.

Sub. How! what sight is here?
Enter Dol in her fit of raving, followed by MAMMON.

Close deeds of darkness, and that shun the light! Dol. For after Alexander's death

Bring him again. Who is he? What, my son! Mam. Good lady

Oh, I have lived too long. Dol. That Perdiccas and Antigonus were slain,

Mam. Nay, good, dear father,

There was no unchaste purpose. The two that stood, Seleuc, and Ptolomee

Sub. Not! and flee me, Mam, Madam.

When I come in ? Dol. Made up the two legs, and the fourth beast,

Mam. That was my error.
That was Gog-north, and Egypt-south: which after

Sub. Error!
Was called Gog-iron-leg, and South-iron-leg-
Mam. Lady-

Guilt, guilt, my son: give it the right name. No Dol. And then Gog-horned. So was Egypt, too:


If I found check in our great work within, Then Egypt-clay-leg, and Gog-clay-leg

When such affairs as these were managing ! Mam. Sweet madam. Dol. And last Gog-dust, and Egypl-dust, which

Mam. Why, have you so ?

Sub. It has stood still this half hour: fall

And all the rest of our less works gone back. In the last link of the fourth chain. And these

Where is the instrument of wickedness, Be stars in story, which none see, or look at

My lewd false drudge ?

Mam. Nay, good sir, blame not him;

Believe me, 'twas against his will or knowledge : 1.Why do you not run to me?'

I saw her by chance. 'By ihe love of God, why do you delay?'

Sub. Will you commit more sin, 3. My lady, my person is quite unworthy to approach such beauty

To excuse a varlet ? 1. Lady, if you please, let us go within.'

Mam. By my hope, 'tis true, sir. Sie to begin her fit of raving.

Sub. Nay, then I wonder less, if you for whom


sir :

The blessing was prepared, would so tempt heaven, Will cure the itch,—though not your itch o! And lose your fortunes.

mind, sir.

[Aside. Mam. Why, sir?

It shall be saved for you, and sent home. Good Sub. This will retard

sir, The work, a month at least,

This way, for fear the lord should meet you. Mam. Why, if it do,

[Exit MAMMON. What remedy? But think it not, good father: Sub. [Raising his head.] Face! Our purposes were honest.

Face. Ay. Sub. As they were,

Sub. Is he gone? So the reward will prove.

Face. Yes, and as heavily [A loud explosion within. As all the gold he hoped for were in's blood. How now! ah me!

Let us be light though. God, and all saints be good to us.

Sub. [Leaping up.] Ay, as balls, and bound

And hit our heads against the roof for joy:
Re-enter FACE.

There's so much of our care now cast away.

What's that? Face. Now to our Don.
Face. Oh sir, we are defeated! all the works Sub. Yes, your young widow by this time
Are flown in fumo, every glass is burst:

Is made a countess, Face; she has been in travail Furnace, and all rent down! as if a bolt

Of a young heir for you. Of thunder had been driven through the house. Face. Good sir. Retorts, receivers, pelicans, bolt-heads,

Sub. Off with your case, All struck in shivers !

And greet her kindly, as a bridegroom should,

After these common hazards. [SUBTLE falls down as in a swoon.

Face. Very well, sir. Help, good sir! alas, Will you go fetch Don Diego off, the while ? Coldness and death invades him. Nay, Sir

Sub. And fetch him over too, if you'll be pleased, Mammon, Do the fair offices of a man! you stand,

Would Dol were in her place, to pick his pockets As you were readier to depart than he.


[Knocking within. Face. Why, you can do't as well, if you would Who's there ? my lord, her brother is come.

set to't. Mam. Ha, Lungs!


pray you prove your virtue. Face. His coach is at the door. Avoid his sight, Sub. For your sake, sir.

[Exeunt. For he's as furious as his sister's mad.

Mam. Alas!
Face. My brain is quite undone with the fume,


Another Room in the same.
I ne'er must hope to be mine own man again.
Mam. Is all lost, Lungs ? will nothing be pre-

Enter SURLY and Dame PLIANT.
Of all our cost ?

Sur. Lady, you see into what hands you are Face. Faith, very little, sir ;

fallin; A peck of coals or so, which is cold comfort, sir. Mongst what a nest of villains! and how pear Mam. Oh, my voluptuous mind! I am justly Your honour was t'have catch'd a certain clap, punish'd.

Through your credulity, had I but been Face. And so am I, sir.

So punctually forward, as place, time Mam. Cast from all my hopes

And other circumstances would have made a man; Face. Nay, certainties, sir.

For you're a handsome woman: would you were Mam. By mine own base affections.

wise too! Sub. [Seeming to come to himself.] Oh, the curst I am a gentleman come here disguised, fruits of vice and lust!

Only to find the knaveries of this citadel; Mam. Good father,

And where I might have wrongd your honour, It was my sin. Forgive it.

and have not, Sub. Hangs my roof

I claim some interest in your love. You are, Over us still, and will not fall, O justice,

They say, a widow, rich; and I'm a bachelor, Upon us, for this wicked man!

Worth nought: your fortunes may make me a man, Face. Nay, look, sir,

As mine have preserv'd you a woman. Think You grieve him now with staying in his sight:

upon it, Good sir, the nobleman will come too, and take

And whether I have deserv'd you or no. you,

Dame P. I will, sir. And that may breed a tragedy.

Sur. And for these household rogues, let me Mam. I'll go.

Face. Ay, and repent at home, sir. It may be, To treat with them.
For some good penance you may have it yet ;

A hundred pound to the box at Bethlem-
Mam. Yes.

Sub. How doth my noble Diego, Face. For the restoring such as-have their And my dear madam countess ? bath the count wits.

Been courteous, lady? liberal, and open ? Mam. I'll do't.

Donzel, methinks you look melancholic Face. I'll send one to you to receive it. After your coitum, and scurvy: truly, Mam. Do.

I do not like the dulness of your eye:
Is no projection left?

It hath a heavy cast, 'tis upseel Dutch,
Face. All flown, or stinks, sir.
Mam. Will nought be sav'd that's good for
med'cine, think'st thou ?

upsee Dutch or Freeze. This is a puzzling phrase, Face. I cannot tell, sir. There will be, perhaps, Nares says it is a cant phrase for bling intoxicated, Something about the scraping of the shards, being, in the text, equal to looks like, intorication. It

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