Estif. Go, silly fool! thou may'st be a good soldier In open field, but for our private service Thou art an ass!-I'll make thee so, or miss Carry her the gold! I'll look her out a jewel else. Enter CACAFOGO. Here comes another trout that I must tickle, And tickle daintily, I have lost my end else.May I crave your leave, sir? Cac. Prithee be answered, thou shalt crave no leave; I am in my meditations, do not vex me. thing, That people had compassion on, it looked so: The next sir Palmerin; here's fine proportion, An ass and then an elephant :-Sweet justice! There's no way left to come at her now, no craving. If money could come near, yet I would pay him: I have a mind to make him a huge cuckold, And money may do much :-A thousand ducats! 'Tis but the letting blood of a rank heir. Estif. Pray you, hear me!— Cac. I know thou hast some wedding-ring to pawn now, Of silver and gilt, with a blind posie in't; Estif. I am gone, sir, And I shall tell the beauty sent me to ye, The lady Margarita Cac. Stay, I prithee, What is thy will?-I turn me wholly to ye, Cac. She shall command, sir! Shall sparkle like her eyes, and thee another:Come, prithee come, I long to serve thy lady, Long monstrously!-Now, valour, I shall meet ye, You that dare dukes! Estif. Green goose, you are now in sippets. [Exeunt. Enter the Duke, SANCHIO, JUAN, and ALONZO. Duke. He shall not have his will, I shall prevent him; I have a toy here that will turn the tide, [Exit. Juan. I am commanded. Duke. A fellow founded out of charity, And moulded to the height, contemn his maker, Curb the free hand that fram'd him?-This must not be. Sanch. That such an oyster-shell should hold a pearl, And of so rare a price, in prison ! To let a slovenly unwieldy fellow, An absolute sweetness, to comfort those admire her, And shed her beams upon her friends !— And all the world will grumble at your patience, Duke. Ne'er fear it, Sanchio, We'll have her free again, and move at court In her clear orb: But one sweet handsomeness Let it be so, I beseech thee, my sweet gentle- To bless this part of Spain, and have that slub woman! Do not forget thyself. Estif. She does command then This courtesy, because she knows you are noble. Cac. Your mistress by the way? Estif. My natural mistress. Upon these jewels, sir, they are fair and rich, ber'd! Alon. 'Tis every good man's cause, and we must stir in it. Duke. I'll warrant ye, he shall be glad to please us, And glad to share too :-We shall hear anon A new song from him :-Let's attend a little. [Exeunt. 13 Leon. Go, take down all the hangings, Sir, when we lie in garrison, 'tis necessary And if we leave you -does my lady go too? Leon. The stuff must go to-morrow towards the sea, sir. The goodness of your mind and mine own duty, Leon. By no means, sweetheart. But talk of war, or any thing to vex him. Leon. Indeed, I inust, sweet wife. Marg. I'll to the duke, my cousin ; he shall Leon. He did me this great office, I thank his grace for't; should I pray him now, To undo't again? Fye, 'twere a base discredit. Marg. Would I were able, sir, to bear you easily? We shall find shipping for't there to transport it. Marg. I go? alas! Leon. I'll have a main care of you, I know you are sickly; he shall drive the casier, Marg. Would I were able. Am not I with you, sweet? Are her clothes packed up, And all her linen? Give your maids direction; You know my time's but short, and I am commanded. Marg. Let me have a nurse, Leon. It shall not trot, I warrant you; Marg. I am with child, sir. Leon. At four days warning? This is something speedy; Do you conceive, as our jennets do, with a west wind? My heir will be an arrant fleet one, lady. But we may both be cozen'd in that point, sir. Leon In such a strait point, sure, I could not err, madam. Juan. This is another tenderness to try him. Fetch her up now. Marg. You must provide a cradle, and what a trouble's that? Leon. The sea shall rock it, 'Tis the best nurse; 'twill roar and rock together, A swinging storm will sing you such a lullaby! Marg. Faith, let me stay, I shall but shame you, sir. Leon. An' you were a thousand shames you shall along with me, At home I am sure you'll prove a million; you. Enter Duke, Alonzo, SanchiO. Duke. What, sir, preparing for your noble journey? 'Tis well, and full of care. I saw your mind was wedded to the war, And knew you would prove some good man for your country; Therefore, fair cousin, with your gentle pardon, Meantime, like sad Penelope, and sage, She is young; and grief or ill news from those quarters May daily cross her; she shall go along, sir. Leon. By all means, an't please you. Duke. What, take a young and tender-bodied lady, Juan. Michael van Owle, how dost thou? Per. Things must both ebb and flow, colonel, A pretty house, ye see, handsomely seated, Sweet and convenient walks, the waters crystal. Alon. He's certain mad. Juan. As mad as a French tailor, That has nothing in's head but ends of fustians. Per. I see you are packing, now, my gentle cousin, And my wife told me I should find it so ; 'Tis true I do; you were merry when I was last here, But 'twas your will to try my patience, madam. I am sorry that my swift occasions Can let you take your pleasure here no longer; Yet, I would have you think, my honoured cousin, This house and all I have are all your servants. Leon. What house, what pleasure, sir; what do you mean? Per. You hold the jest so stiff, 'twill prove dis courteous. This house I mean, the pleasures of this place. Leon. And what of them? Per. They are mine, sir, and you know it, My wife's I mean, and so conferr'd upon me. The hangings, sir, I must entreat your servants, That are so busy in their offices, Again to minister to their right uses. I shall take view o' th' plate, anon, and furnitures, That are of under place. You are merry still, cousin, And of a pleasant constitution. Men of great fortunes make their mirths ad placitum. Leon. Prithee, good stubborn wife, tell me di rectly, Good evil wife, leave fooling, and tell me honestly, Is this my kinsman ? Marg. I can tell ye nothing. Leon. I have many kinsmen, but so mad a one, And so fantastic-all the house? Per. He's half persuaded me, I was bred i' th' moon: I have ne'er a bush at my breech? Are not we both mad, And is not this a fantastic house we are in, Brick me into that wall there for a chimney piece, cutter. Leon. I'll talk no more; come, we'll away im mediately. Marg. Why, then, the house is his, and all that's in it; I'll give away my skin, but I'll undo you. Per. Am I mad now, or am I christen'd, you, my pagan cousin, My mighty Mahound kinsman, what quirk now? You shall be welcome all. I hope to see, sir, Your grace here, and my coz; we are all soldiers, And must do naturally for one another. Duke. Are ye blank at this? Then I must tell you, sir, Ye have no command; now, you may go at pleasure, And ride your ass troop; 'twas a trick I used To try your jealousy, upon entreaty, And saving of your wife. Leon. All this not moves me, Nor stirs my gall, nor alters my affections. Marg. Now, thou art a brave gentleman, I tell you plain; you have no more right than he has, That senseless thing. Your wife has once more fooled you: Go you, and consider. ACT V. SCENE I. Per. Had I but lungs enough to bawl sufficiently, That all the queans in Christendom might hear me, Pox, they love bulling too well, though they smoke for it. Cut her a-pieces? every piece will live still, But art thou cheated? minister some comfort: Cac. Then keep thy circle, For I am a spirit wild that flies about thee, Cac. Dost thou laugh? damnably, I say most damnably. Per. By whom, good spirit, speak, speak, ha, ha, ha! Cac. I will utter, laugh till thy lungs crack, by a rascal woman, A lewd, abominable, and plain woman.— Per. I must laugh, prithee pardon me, Cac. I shall be angry, terribly angry, I have Do Per. An excellent lapidary set these stones you sure, mark their waters? Cac. Quicksand choak their waters, And hers that brought 'em too! but I shall find her. Per. And so shall I, I hope, but do not hurt her.. You cannot find in all this kingdom, (If you have need of cozening, as you may have, For such gross natures will desire it often, 'Tis at some time too a fine variety,) A woman that can cozen ye so neatly. She has taken half mine anger off with this trick. [Exit. Cac. If I were valiant now, I would kill this I have money enough lies by me at a pinch Leon. Come, we'll away unto your country- And there we'll learn to live contentedly; Live in a hollow tree, sir, I'll live with ye. Leon. Ay, now you strike a harmony, a true one, When your obedience waits upon your husband, And your sick will aims at the care of honour. Why now I doat upon ye, love ye dearly, And my rough nature falls like roaring streams, Clearly and sweetly into your embraces. O what a jewel is a woman excellent, A wise, a virtuous, and a noble woman! When we meet such, we bear our stamps on both sides, And through the world we hold our current vir tues. Alone we are single medals, only faces, Bid whom you please, invite your noble friends, [Clashing swords. A cry within, down Marg. 'Tis loud too. Sure there's some mischief done i' th' street; look out there. Leon. Look out and help! |