E'en in their prayers, as if the weeping Greek Liars, as if their mother had been made Ne'er more to entertain those strong desires [raise If they were true, and rightly spent, would You're marrying! having made me unfit But the virago, your great arch-foe's daughter? An excellent comedy; ha! ha! It makes me saw This lady? are all whores piec'd with some I will be merry.-'Faith, 'tis true, sweetheart, I am to marry Malr. Are you? You base lord! you [self: Vit. You're an ill clerk, and curse yourMadness transports you. I confess, I drew [not Unto my will; but you must know that must Make me dote on the habit of my sin: I will, to settle you to your content, Be master of my word. And yet he lied, That told you I was marrying, but in thought: But will you slave me to your tyranny So cruelly, I shall not dare to look Or speak to other women? make me not Your smock's monopoly. Come, let's be friends! Look, here's a jewel for thee: I will come At night, aud Malr. What? I'faith you shall not, sir. Vit. I'faith and troth, and verily, but I will. [rail? Malr. Half-drunk, to make a noise, and Vit. No, no; Sober, and dieted for th' nonce. I'm thine! I've won the day. Malr. The night, tho', shall he mine. SCENE IV. Enter Clara and Bobadilla. Clara. What said he, sirrah? [Exeunt. [not, Bob. Little or nothing. Faith, I saw him Nor will not: He doth love a strumpet, mistress, [stable's nose: Nay, keeps her spitefully, under the conIt shall be justified by the gentleman, Your brother's master, that is now within A-practising. There are your letters! Come, You shall not cast yourself away, while I live; Nor will I venture my right-worshipful place In such a business. Here's vour mother (down!) flow-I wish, If And he that loves you; another 'gates felyou had any graceClara. Well, rogue! Bob. I'll in, To see don Lucio manage: He will make Eug. She knows your love, sir, and the Her father and myself approve it with; Syav. Madam, I am bound t'you. D Clara. Syav. That needs not. Clara. No, forsooth? by my truly, but it We know not what we may come to. Eug. 'Tis strange! [play. Syav. Come, I've begg'd leave for you to 'Tis ill for a fair lady to be idle. [that. Clara. If you be weary, sir, y' had best be I work not a true stitch, now you're my mate. Syav. If I be so, I must do inore then side you26. Clura. Ev'n what you will, but tread me. Clara. Oh, no, forsooth. Syav. Being so fair, my Clara, The fairest ladies like the blackest men: Syav. Why, I do love [faces A black thing too; and the most beauteous Have oftnest of them; as the blackest eyes, Jet-arched brows, such hair. I'll kiss your hand. [my mother Clara. Twill hinder me iny work, sir; and Will chide me if I do not do my task. Syav. Your mother, nor your father shall chide.-You [rul'd, Might have a prettier task, would you be And look with open eyes. Clara. I stare upon you, And broadly see you; a wondrous proper man! Yet 'twere a greater task for me to love you, Than I shall ever work, sir, in seven year. Plague o' this stitching! I had rather feel Two, than sow one.-This rogue has given me a stitch [shall prick you! Clean cross my heart. Good faith, sir, I Syav. In gooder faith, I would prick you again! [the man's foolish! Clara. Now you grow troublesome! Pish, Syav. Pray wear these trifles. Clara. Neither you, nor trifles: You are a trifle; wear yourself, sir, out, And here no more trifle the time away. Syav. Come, you're deceiv'd in me; I will Nor fast, nor die for you. [not wake, Clara. Goose, be not you deceiv'd! I cannot like, nor love, nor live with you, Nor fast, nor watch, nor pray for you. Eug. Her old fit! [will break Syav. Sure, this is not the way.- -Nay, I Your melancholy Clara. I shall break your pate then. Away, you sanguine scabbard! 26 Eug. Out upon thee! Thou'lt break my heart, I'm sure. Enter Alvarez, Piorato, Lucio, and Bobadilla. Syar. She's not yet tame. [you here Alv. On, sir! put home! or I shall goad With this old fox of mine, that will bite better. Oh, the brave age is gone! In my young days A chevalier would stock2 a needle's point Three times together strait i' th' hams; or Give you new garters? [shall I Bob. Faith, old master, there Is little hope; the linen sure was dank He was begot in, he's so faint and cold! Ev'n send him to Toledo, there to study; For he will never fadge with these Toledos. Bear y' up your point there, pick his teeth! Oh, base! [-Bear Pio. Fy! you're the most untoward scholar! Your body gracefully; what a posture's there! You lie too open-breasted. Lucio. Oh! Pio. You would Never make a good statesman. Lucio. Pray no more! [need not I hope to breathe in peace, and therefore The practice of these dang'rous qualities: I do not mean to live by't, for I trust You'll leave me better able. Alv. Not a button! Eugenia, let's go get us a new heir. Eug. Ay, by my troth, your daughter's as untoward. [thee, ere Alv. I'll break thee bone by bone, and bake I will ha' such a wooden son to inherit.Take him a good knock; see how that will work. Pio. Now for your life, signor! My eye is out! Look, father! Zancho! Whilst I can hold a sword. Pio. Hold, madam, madam! [sure! Alv. The devil's in her, o' th' other side There's gold for you. They have chang'd what-ye-cal't's. [ment, Will no cure help? Well, I have one experiAnd if that fail, I'll hang him; there's an end on't. Come you along with me! and you, sir! Bob. Now are you going to drowning. [Exeunt Alv. Eug. Lucio, and Bob. Syav. I'll e'en along with ye; she's too great a lady, --I must do more then, side you.] We should certainly read, I must do more than side you. 27 Stock a needle's point.] Seward would read strike for stock; and Sympson, stick. For For me, and would prove more than my match. [Exit. Cara. You're he, spoke of Vitelli to the steward? [me for't. Pio. Yes; and, I thank you, you have beat Clara. But are you sure you do not wrong Pio. Sure? [him? So sure, that if you please venture yourself, I'll shew you him and his cockatrice together, And you shall hear 'em talk. Clara. Will you? By Heaven, sir, You shall endear me ever; and I ask You mercy! Pio. You were somewhat boisterous. Clara. There's gold to make y' amends; and for this pains, I'll gratify you further. And walk along w'ye. night on't! I'll but mask me, Faith, let's make a [Exeunt. SCENE V. Enter Alguazier, Pachieco, Mendoza, Metaldi, and Lazurillo. Alg. Come on, my brave water-spaniels! Vou That hunt ducks in the night, and hide more knavery ACT IV. SCENE I. Ana. Tis early night yet. Gen. Oh, if it be so late, take me along; I would not give advantage to ill tongues To tax my being here, without your presence To be my warrant. Vit. You might spare this, sister, Knowing with whom I leave you; one that is, [vant, By your allowance, and his choice, your ser- Gen. My lord Vit. As you respect me, without further trouble Retire, and taste those pleasures prepar'd And leave me to my own ways. Lam. When you please, sir. SCENE II. My dove, my sparrow, and I, with my [office, Alg. But taste the difference of a man in place: [forward, You'll find that, when authority pricks him Your don, nor yet your Diego, comes not near him, To do a lady right! No men pay dearer Affords to any sinner a protection, Malr. Hence, you rogue! Am I fit for you? is't not grace sufficient Alg. Is no more respect Malr. Do you dispute? [more! Good doctor of the dungeon, not a word Pox! if you do, my lord Vitelli knows it. Alg. Why, I am big enough to answer him, [for you, Or any man. [Exeunt. Enter Malroda and Alguazier. Malr. You'll leave my chamber? Alg. Let us but bill once, As if thy name were glorious; stuck thee full Malr. You're still my debtor! [honour, And but for you had ne'er known what lust [her! But how return'd by you? thy whole life be- Malr. By this good kiss, you shall not. I must, and will, Malroda! What, d'you Mair. I'll be so to you, And you shall find it. Vit. These are your old arts, [hunt for ; T'endear the game you know I come to Which I have borne too coldly, Malr. Do so still!. For if I heat you, hang me! Vit. If you do not, I know who'll starve for't. Why, thou shame of women, Whose folly or whose impudence is greater Malr. And made me one; Vit. Why, should I but grow wise, Malr. Pish! all our college Know you can rail well in this kind. Clara. 'Fore me, He never spake so well! Vit. I have maintain'd thee [shine The envy of great fortunes; made thee Vit. But that I know That she that dares be damn'd dares any sume not [affections; O' th' power you think you hold o'er my It will deceive you! Yield, and presently, Or by the inflamed blood, which thou must I'd make a forcible entry. [quench, [you do, Malr. Touch me not! Vit. A desp'rate devil! [wine, My blood commands my reason; I must take Malr. I hope, dear don, I fit you: As I do now) my good old mother taught me: His stomach being empty; let wine beat him, Vit. Come, this needs not, [to change For any wrong from you, which all mankind Should kneel in vain for. Malr. Pray you pardon those Be better temper'd: I'll pay, as a forfeit Thou shalt have servants, gowns, attires 28 That any sight of yours.] Amended from Sympson's conjecture. [what not? Malr. Malr. 'Twas this I fish'd for. My gentle nature, and take pride t'abuse it. Clara. With my ruin! Malr. I'll have this diamond, and this pearl. Vit. They're your's. Malr. But will you not, when you have what you came for, [shion Take them from me to-morrow? 'Tis a faYour lords of late have us'd. Vit. But I'll not follow. Clara. That any man at such a rate as this Malr. Instantly, sweet. Yet, now I think There's something first, that in a word or two Clara. Can I cry aim 29 To this, against myself? I'll break this match, [Descends. For you, my fine neat harpies, stretch your Pach. Take my word For me and all the rest. Laz. If there be meat Or any banquet stirring, you shall see Alg. When they are drawn, [on. Malr. My Piorato? Welcome, welcome! First cheated of my jewels, and then laugh'd Pio. A business brings me, More lawful than your own. [a whore, Malr. He's such, that would continue her Whom he would make a wife of! Vit. I'll tread upon Enter Clara. Puch. Keep the peace there! Clara. Shew your old valour, and learn One eagle has a world of odds against I'll follow instantly. Pach. Run for inore help there! [Exeunt all but Vit. and Clara. Vit. Loss of my gold, and jewels, and the Afflicts me not so much as the having Clara And yet I may urge merit; since his life Is made my second gift. Vit. May I ne'er prosper For pressing thus, beyond a virgin's bounds, If it were possible I could affect Clara. That fair false one, [sued. Whom with fond dotage you have long pur- [exchange Vit. Grant all this so, to take you for a Were greater hazard; for should I offend you Clara. Rather from this hour I here abjure all actions of a man, 29 Can I cry ayme.] See note 71 on the False One. All |