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Duch. Bring the caroches. We'll bring you Ferd. Sir, I'll take nothing from you that I down to the haven.

have given : [Exeunt DUCHESS, SILVIO, CASTRUCCIO, RODE- There is a place that I procur’d for you

RIGO, GRISOLAN, CARIOLA, JULIA, and At- This morning, the provisorship o' the horse tendants.

Have you heard on't ? Card. Be sure you entertain that Bosola

Bos. No. For your intelligence: I would not be seen in't; Ferd. 'Tis yours: is't not worth thanks ? And therefore many times I have slighted him Bos. I would have you curse yourself now, tha: When he did court our furtherance, as this your bounty morning.

(Which makes men truly noble) e'er should make Ferd. Antonio, the great-master of her houseHad been far fitter,

[hold, A villain. Oh, that to avoid ingratitude Card. You are deceiv'd in him:

For the good deed you have done me, I must do His nature is too honest for such business.

All the ill man can invent! Thus the devil He comes: I'll leave you.

[Exit. Candies all sins o'er; and what heaven terms vile,

That names he complemental.

Ferd. Be yourself;
Bos. I was lur'd to you.

Keep your old garb of melancholy; 'twill express Ferd. My brother, here, the cardinal could | You envy those that stand above your reach,

Yet strive not to come near 'em : this will gain

Access to private lodgings, where yourself ; Bos. Never since he was in my debt.

May, like a politic dormouseFerd. May be some oblique character in your

Bos. As I have seen some face

Feed in a lord's dish, half asleep, not seeming Made him suspect you.

To listen to any talk; and yet these rogues Bos. Doth he study physiognomy?

Have cut his throat in a dream. What's my There's no more credit to be given to the face place? Than to a sick man's urine, which some call The provisorship of the horse ? Say, then, my The physician's whore because she cozens him. corruption He did suspect me wrongfully.

Grew out of horse-dung: I am your creature. Ferd. For that

Ferd. Away! You must give great men leave to take their Bos. Let good men, for good deeds, covet good times,

fame, Distrust doth cause us seldom be deceiv'd : Since place and riches oft are bribes of shame: You see the oft shaking of the cedar tree

Sometimes the devil doth preach. [Exit. Fastens it more at root. Bos. Yet, take heed;

Re-enter DUCHESS, CARDINAL, and CARIOLA. For to suspect a friend unworthily

Card. We are to part from you; and your owo Instructs him the next way to suspect you,

discretion And prompts him to deceive


Must now be your director. Ferd. There's gold.

Ferd. You are a widow : Bos. So:

You know already what man is; and therefore What follows? never rained such showers as Let not youth, high promotion, eloquencethese

Card. No,
Without thunderbolts i' the tail of them. Whose Nor anything without the addition, honour,
throat must I cut ?

Sway your high blood.
Ferd. Your inclination to shed blood rides post Ferd. Marry! they aro most luxuriousı
Before my occasion to use you. I give you that Will wed twice.
To live i'the court here, and observe the duchess; Card. Oh, fie!
To note all the particulars of her 'haviour,

Ferd. Their livers are more spotted
What suitors do solicit her for marriage,

Than Laban's sheep. And whom she best affects.

She's a young

Duch. Diamonds are of most value, widow:

They say, that have pass'd through most jewel. I would not have her marry again.

lers hands. Bos. No, sir?

Ferd. Whores by that rule are precious. Ferd. Do not you ask the reason; but bo Duch. Will you hear me ? satisfied

I'll never marry. I say I would not.

Card. So most widows say; Bos. It seems you would create me

But commonly that motion lasts no longer One of your familiars.

Than the turning of an hour-glass : the funeral Ferd. Familiar! what's that? Bos. Why, a very quaint invisible devil in And it end both together. flesh, —

Ferd. Now hear me : An intelligencer.

You live in a rank pasture, here, i' the court; Ferd. Such a kind of thriving thing

There is a kind of honey-dew that's deadly; I would wish thce ; and ere long thou mayst 'Twill poison your fame; look to't: be not arrive

cunning; At a higher place by't.

For they whose faces do belie their hearts Bos. Take your devils,

Are witches ere they arrive at twenty years, Which hell calls angels:ë these curs'd gifts would Ay, and give the devil suck. make

Duch. This is terrible good counsel. You a corrupter, me an impudent traitor;

Ferd. Hypocrisy is woven of a fine small thread And should I take these, they'd take me to hell. Subtler than Vulcan’s engine ;- yet, believe't,


I caroches-coaches, generally large ones.

? Alluding to the money the duke gave him. An angel was a gold coin worth about ten shillings.

1 lururious-wanton, lascivious. 2 Vulcan's engine-ie. the net in which he caught Mars and Venus.-DYCE,

Tvur darkest actions, nay, your privat'st thoughts, Ant. So please your beauteous excellence. Will come to light.

Duch. Beauteous! Card. You may flatter yourself,

Indeed, I thank you: I look young for your sake; And take your own choice; privately be married You have ta’en my cares upon you. Under the eves of night

Ant. I'll fetch your grace Ferd. Think't the best voyage

The particulars of your revenue and expense.
That e'er you made ; like the irregular crab, Duch. Oh, you are
Which, though't goes backward, thinks that it An upright treasurer: but you mistook ;
goes right,

For when I said I meant to make inquiry
Because it goes its own way: but observe, What's laid up for to-morrow, I did mean,
Such weddings may more properly be said What's laid up yonder for me.
To be executed than celebrated.

Ant. Where?
Card. The marriage night

Duch. In heaven. Is the entrance into some prison.

I am making my will (as 'tis fit princes should, Ferd. And those joys,

In perfect memory), and, I pray, sir, tell me, Those lustful pleasures, are like heavy sleeps Were not one better make it smiling, thus, Which do forerun man's mischief.

Than in deep groans and terrible ghastly looks, Card. Fare you well.

As if the gifts we parted with procur'd
Wisdom begins at the end: remember it. [Exit. That violent distraction ?
Duch. I think this speech between you both Ant. Oh, much better.
was studied,

Duch. If I had a husband now, this care were It came so roundly off.

quit; Ferd. You are my sister;

But I intend to make you overseer. This was my father's poniard, do you see? What good deed shall we first remember? say. I'd be loath to see't look rusty, 'cause 'twas his. Ant. Begin with that first good deed began I would have you to give o'er tliese chargeable i' the world revels :

After man's creation, the sacrament of marriage : A visor and a mask are whispering-rooms I'd have you first provide for a good husband; That were never built for goodness;-fare ye well! Give him all. And beware that part, which, like the lamprey, Duch. All! Hath never a bone in't.

Ant. Yes, your excellent self. Duch. Fie, sir!

Duch. In a winding-sheet? Ferd. Nay,

Ant. In a couple. I mean the tongue; variety of courtship:

Duch. Saint Winifred, that were a strange will! What cannot a neat kuave with a smooth tale Ant. 'Twere stranger if there were no will in you Make a woman believe ? Farewell, lusty widow. To marry again.

[Exit. Duch. What do you think of marriage ? Duch. Shall this move me? If all my royal Ant. I take't, as those that deny purgatory Lay in my way unto this marriage, [kindred It locally contains or heaven or hell; I'd make them my low footsteps : and even now, There's no third place in't. Even in this hate, as men in some great battles, Duch. How do you affect it? By apprehending danger, have achiev'd

Ant. My banishiment, feeding iny melancholy, Almost impossible actions (I have heard soldiers Would often reason thus. say so),

Duch. Pray let's hear it. So I through frights and threatenings will assay Ant. Say a man never marry, nor have children, This dangerous venture. Let old wives report What takes that from him? Only the bare name I wink'd and chose a husband.--Cariola,

Of being a father, or the weak delight To thy known secrecy I have given up

To see the little wanton ride a-cock-horse More than my life,-my fame.

Upon a painted stick, or hear him chatter Cari. Both shall be safe;

Like a taught starling. For I'll conceal this secret from the world

Duch. Fie, fie, what's all this? As warily as those that trade in poison

One of your eyes is bloodshot; use my ring to't, Keep poison from their children.

They say 'tis very sovereign : 'twas my weddingDuch. Thy protestation

ring, Is ingenious' and hearty : I believe it.

And I did vow never to part with it Is Antonio come?

But to my second husband. Cari. He attends you.

Ant. You have parted with it now. Duch. Good dear soul,

Duch. Yes, to help your eyesight. Leave me; but place thyself behind the arras, Ant. You have made me stark blind. Where thou may'st overhear us. Wish me good

Duch. How? For I am going into a wilderness [speed; Ant. There is a saucy and ambitious devil Where I shall find nor path nor friendly clew Is dancing in this circle. To be my guide.

[Exit CARIOLA. Duch. Remove him.

Ant. How?

Duch. There needs small conjuration, when
I sent for you: sit down;

your finger Take pen and ink, and write: are you ready? May do it: thus; is it fit?

[Ile knee's. Ant. Yes.

Ånt. What said you? Duch. What did I say?

Duch. Sir, Ant. That I should write somewhat.

This goodly roof of yours is too low built ; Duch. Oh, I remember.

I cannot stand upright in't, nor discourse, After these triumphs and this large expense,

Without I raise it higher. Raise yourself; It's fit, like thrifty husbands, we inquire

Or, if you please, my hand to help you : so. What's laid up for to-morrow.

Ant. Ambition, madam, is a great man's mad

ness, 1 ingenious--for ingenuous. The terms were often

That is not kept in chains and close-pent rooms, transposed by early writers.-HALLWELL.

But in fair, lightsome lodgings, and is girt

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With the wild noise of prattling visitants,

Bless, Heaven, this sacred gordian, which let Which makes it lunatic beyond all cure.

violence Conceive not I am so stupid but I aim

Never untwine! Whereto your favours tend; but he's a fool

Ant. And may our sweet affections, like the That, being a-cold, would thrust his hands i' the spheres, fire

Be still in motion ! To warm them.

Duch. Quickening, and make Duch. So, now the ground's broke,

The like soft music! You may discover what a wealthy mine

Ant. That we may imitate the loving palms, I make you lord of.

Best emblem of a peaceful marriage, Ant. Oh, my unworthiness!

That never bore fruit divided! Duch. You were ill to sell yourself.

Duch. What can the church force more ? This darkening of your worth is not like that Ant. That fortune may not know an accident, Which tradesmen use i' the city; their false lights Either of joy or sorrow, to divide Are to rid bad wares off. And I must tell you, Our fixed wishes! If you will know where breathes a complete man Duch. How can the church build faster? (I speak it without flattery), turn your eyes, We now are man and wife, and 'tis the church And progress through yourself.

That must but echo this.-Maid, stand apart; Ant. Were there nor heaven nor hell,

I now am blind.
I should be honest. I have long servd virtue, Ant. What's your conceit in this ?
And ne'er ta'en wages of her.

Duch. I would have you lead your fortune by Duch. Now she pays it.

the hand The misery of us that are born great!

Unto your marriage-bed:
We are forc'd to woo, because none dare woo us; (You speak in me this, for we now are one):
And as a tyrant doubles with his words,

We'll only lio, and talk together, and plot
And fearfully equivocates, so we

To appease my humorous kindred; and, if you Are forc'd to express our violent passions

please, In riddles and in dreams, and leave the path Like the old tale in Alexander and Lodowick, Of simple virtue, which was never made

Lay a naked sword between us, keep us chaste. To seem the thing it is not. Go, go brag

Oh, let me shroud my blushes in your bosom, You have left me heartless; mine is in your Since 'tis the treasury of all my secrets! bosom.

[Exeunt DUCHESS and ANTOXIO. I hope 't will multiply love there. You do Cari. Whether the spirit of greatness or of

tremble : Make not your heart so dead a piece of flesh, Reign most in her, I know not; but it shows To fear more than to love me. Sir, be confident; A fearful madness. I owe her much of pity. What is't distracts you? This is flesh and blood,

[Exit. 'Tis not the figure cut in alabaster Kneels at my husband's tomb. Awake, awake,

ACT II.-SCENE I. man! I do here put off all vain ceremony,

Enter BOSOLA and CASTRUCCIO. And only do appear to you a young widow

Bos. You say you would fain be taken for an That claims you for her husband; and, like a eminent courtier ? widow,

Cast. _'Tis the very main of my ambition. I use but half a blush in't.

Bos. Let me see: you have a reasonable good Ant. Truth speak for me;

face for't already, and your night-cap expresses I will remain the constant sanctuary

your ears sufficient largely.. I would have you Of your good name.

learn to twirl the strings of your band with & Duch. I thank you, gentle love;

good grace, and in a set speech, at the end of And 'cause you shall not come to me in debt,

every sentence, to hum three or four times, or Being now my steward, here upon your lips

blow your nose till it smart again, to recover I sign your Quietus est. This you should have

your memory. When you come to be a president begg'd now:

in criminal causes, if you smile upon a prisoner, I have seen children oft eat sweetmeats thus,

hang him; but if you frown upon him and As fearful to devour them too soon.

threaten him, let him be sure to scape the galAnt. But for your brothers ?

lows. Duch. Do not think of them.

Cast. I would be a very merry president. All discord without this circumference

Bos. Do not sup o’nights; 'twill beget you an Is only to be pitied, and not fear'd.

admirable wit. Yet, should they know it, time will easily

Cast. Rather it would make me have a good Scatter the tempest.

stomach to quarrel ; for they say your roaring Ant. These words should be mine,

boys. eat meat seldom, and that makes them And all the parts you have spoke, if some part so valiant. But how shall I know whether the of it

people take me for an eminent fellow? Would not have savour'd flattery.

Bos. I will teach a trick to know it. Give out Duch. Kneel.

you lie a-dying, and if you hear the common Enter CARIOLA.

people curse you, be sure you are taken for one

of the prime might-caps.? Ant. Ha! Duch. Be not amaz'd; this woman's of my

Enter an Old Lady. counsel.

You come from painting now.
I have heard lawyers say, a contract in a chamber Old Lady. From what?
Per verba presenti 1 is absolute marriage.


1 By word of mouth in the presence of one

1 roaring boys. See note 3, p. 183, col. 2.
2 night-caps-the same as roaring boys.


Bos. Why, from your scurvy face-physic. To Bos. Oh, sir, the opinion of wisdom is a foul behold thee not painted inclines somewhat near tetter' that runs all over a man's body: if sima miracle. These in thy face here were deep / plicity direct us to have no evil, it directs us to ruts and foul sloughs the last progress. There a happy being; for the subtlest folly proceeds was a lady in France that, having had the small from the subtlest wisdom : let me be simply pox, flayed the skin off her face to make it more honest.

and whereas before she looked like a Ant. I do understand your inside. nutmeg-grater, after she resembled an abortive Bos. Do you so ? hedge-hog

Ant. Because you would not seem to appear to Old Lady. Do you call this painting?

the world Bos. No, no, but you call it careening of an Puff'd up with your preferment, you continue old morphewed a lady, to make her disembogue This out-of-fashion melancholy: leave it, leave it. again: there's rough-cast phrase to your plastic. Bos. Give me leave to be honest in any phrase,

Old Lady. It seems you are well acquainted in any compliment whatsoever. Shall I confess with my closet.

myself to you? I look no higher than I can *Bos. One would suspect it for a shop of witch reach: they are the gods that must ride on craft, to find in it the fat of serpents, spawn of winged horses. A lawyer's mule of a slow pace snakes, Jews' spittle, and their young children's will both suit my disposition and business ; for, ordure; and all these for the face. I would sooner mark me, when a man's mind rides faster than eat a dead pigeon taken from the soles of the his horse can gallop, they quickly both tire. feet of one sick of the plague, than kiss one of Ant. You would look up to heaven, but I you fasting. Here are two of you, whose sin of think your youth is the very patrimony of the phy- The devil, that rules i' the air, stands in your sician; makes him renew his foot-cloth with the light. spring, and change his high-priced courtezan with Bos. Oh, sir, you are lord of the ascendant, the fall of the leaf. I do wonder you do not loathe chief man with the duchess; a duke was your yourselves. Observe my meditation now. cousin-german removed. Say you were lineally What thing is in this outward form of man descended from King Pepin, or he himself, what To be belov'd? We account it ominous,

of this ? search the heads of the greatest rivers If nature do produce a colt, or lamb,

in the world, you shall find them but bubbles of A fawn, or goat, in any limb resembling

water. Some would think the souls of princes A man, and fly from 't as a prodigy:

were brought forth by some more weighty cause Man stands amaz'd to see his deformity

than those of meaner persons: they are deceived, In any other creature but himself.

there's the same hand to them; the like passions But in our own flesh though we bear diseases sway them; the same reason that makes a vicar Which have their true names only ta’en from to go to law for a tithe-pig, and undo his neighbeasts, –

bours, makes them spoil a whole province, and As the most ulcerous wolf and swinish measle,- batter down goodly cities with the cannon. Though we are eaten up of lice and worms, And though continually we bear about us

Enter DUCHESS and Ladies. A rotten and dead body, we delight

Duch. Your arm, Antonio: do I not grow fat? To hide it in rich tissue : all our fear,

I am exceeding short-winded.-Bosola, Nay, all our terror, is, lest our physician

I would have you, sir, provide for me a litter; Should put us in the ground to be made sweet. Such a one as the Duchess of Florence rode in. Your wife's gone to Rome: you two couple, and Bos. The duchess usd one when she was great get you to the wells at Lucca to recover your with child. aches. I have other work on foot.

Duch. I think she did.-Come hither, mend [Exeunt CASTRUCCIO and Old Lady. I observe our duchess

Here, when?2 thou art such a tedious lady; and Is sick a-days, she pukes, her stomach seethes, Thy breath smells of lemon-pills: would thou The fins of her eyelids look most teeming blue,

hadst done! She wanes i'the cheek, and waxes fat i'the flank, Shall I swoon under thy fingers ? I am And, contrary to our Italian fashion,

So troubled with the mother ! 3 Wears a loose-bodied gown: there's somewhat Bos. [aside.] I fear too much. in't.

Duch. I have heard you say that the French I have a trick may chance discover it,

courtiers A pretty one; I have bought some apricocks, 5 Wear their bats on 'fore the king The first our spring yields.

Ant. I have seen it.

Duch. In the presence?
Enter Antonio and DELIO.

Ant. Yes.
Del. And so long since married !

Duch. Why should not we bring up that You amaze me.

fashion ? Ant. Let me seal your lips for ever:

'Tis ceremony more than duty that consists For, did I think that anything but the air

In the removing of a piece of felt: Could carry these words from you, I should wish

Be you the example to the rest o' the court; You had no breath at all. Now, sir, in your

Put on your hat first. contemplation ?

Ant. You must pardon me:
You are studying to become a great wise fellow.

I have seen, in colder countries than in France,
Nobles stand bare to the prince; and the distinc-


Methought show'd reverently. progress-i.e. the progress of the sovereign through the kingdom.

Bos. I have a present for your grace. 2 morpherred. Morphew was a leprous eruption. 3 fooi-cloth-housings of cloth hung over a horse. * wolf-a term applied to an eating ulcer.

I tetter-skin disease. 5 apricocks-the old form of apricots, from Lat. præcox,

2 when-an exclaination of impatience. early ripe.

3 the mother-hysterical passions.

my ruff:


Duch. For me, sir?

Bos. Apricocks, madam.
Duch. Oh, sir, where are they?

I have heard of none to-year.
Bos. [aside. 7 Good; her colour rises.

Bos. So, so, there's no question but her tetchiDuch. Indeed, I thank you: they are wondrous ness and most vulturous eating of the apricocks fair ones.

are apparent signs of breeding. What an unskilful fellow is our gardener ! We shall have none this month.

Enter an Old Lady. Bos. Will not your grace pare them ?

Now? Duch. No: they taste of musk, methinks; in

Old Lady. I am in haste, sir. deed they do.

Bos. There was a young waiting-woman had Bos. I know not: yet I wish your grace had

a monstrous desire to see the glasshousepar'd 'em.

Old Lady. Nay, pray let me go. Duch. Why?

Bos. And it was only to know what strange Bos. I forgot to tell you, the knave gardener,

instrument it was should swell up a glass to the Only to raise his profit by them the sooner,

fashion of a woman's belly. Dig ripen them in horse-dung.

Old Lady. I will hear no more of the glassDuch. Oh, you jest.-

house. You are still abusing women! You shall judge: pray, taste one.

Bos. Who, I ? no; only, by the way now and Ant. Indeed, madam,

then, mention your frailties. The orange-tree I do not love the fruit.

bears ripe and green fruit and blossoms all toDuch. Sir, you are loath

gether; and some of you give entertainment for To rob us of our dainties : 'tis a delicate fruit; pure love, but more for more precious reward. They say they are restorative.

The lusty spring smells well; but drooping Bós. 'I'is a pretty art,

autumn tastes well. If we have the same golden This grafting.

showers that rained in the time of Jupiter the Duch. "Tis so; bettering of nature.

Thunderer, you have the same Dantes still, to Bos. To make a pippin grow upon a crab,

hold up their laps to receive them. Didst thou A damson on a blackthorn. - [ Aside.] How never study the mathematics? greedily she eats them!

Old Lady. What's that, sir? A whirlwind strike off these bawd farthingales ! Bos. Why, to know the trick how to make a For, but for that and the loose-bodied gown,

many lines meet in one centre. Go, go, give I should have discover'd apparently

your foster-daughters good counsel : tell them, The young springalı cutting a caper in her

that the devil takes delight to bang at a woman's belly.

girdle, like a false rusty watch, that she cannot Duch. thank you, Bosola: they were right discern how the time passes. [Exit Old Lady good ones,

Enter ANTONIO, RODERIGO, and GRISOLAN. If they do not make me sick. Ant. How now, madam!

Ant. Shut up the court-gates. Duch. This green fruit and my stomach are Rod. Why, sir ? what's the danger? not friends :

Ant. Shut up the posterns presently, and call How they swell me!

All the officers o' the court. Bos. (aside.] Nay, you are too much swell'd Gris. I shall instantly. already.

Ant. Who keeps the key o' the park gate ? Duch. Oh, I am in an extreme cold sweat!

Rod. Forobosco. Bos. I am very sorry.

Ant. Let him bring't presently. Duch. Lights to my chamber!-Oh good An

Enter GRISOLAN and Servants. tonio, I fear I am undone!

1 Serv. Oh, gentlemen o' the court, the foulest Del. Lights there, lights!

treason ! [Excunt DUCHESS and Ladies.-Exit, on the

Bos. [aside.] If that these apricocks should

be poison'd now, other side, BOSOLA.

Without my knowledge! Ant. Oh my most trusty Delio, we are lost! 1 Sere. There was taken oven now a Switzer I fear she's fallin in labour; and there's left

in the duchess' bedchamberNo time for her remove.

2 Serv. A Switzer! Del. Have you prepar'd

1 Serv. With a pistol in his great cod-piece. Those ladies to attend her ? and procur'd

Bos. Ha, ha, ha!
That politic safe conveyance for the midwife 1 Serv. The cod-piece was the case for't.
Your duchess plotted ?

2 Serv. There was a cunning traitor: Who Ant. I have.

would have searched his cod-piece ? Del. Make use, then, of this forc'd occasion : 1 Serv. True, if he had kept out of the ladies' Give out that Bosola hath poison'd her

chambers: and all the moulds of his buttons With these apricocks; that will give some colour were leaden bullets. For her keeping close.

2 Serv. Oh, wicked cannibal! a fire-lock in's Ant. Fie, fie! the physicians

cod-piece! Will then flock to her.

1 Serv. 'Twas a French plot, upou my life. Del. For that you may pretend

2 Serv. To see what the dovil can do! She'll use some prepared antidote of her own,

Ant. Are all the officers hero? Lest the physicians should re-poison her.

Servants. We are. Ant. I am lost in amazement: I know not Ant. Gentlemen, what to think on't.

[Exeunt. We have lost much plate you know; and but

this evening

Jewels, to the value of four thousand ducats, 1 springal-lad, youth; old Fr., springaller, to leap,

Are missing in the duchess' cabinet. sport.

Are the gates shut?

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