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Or go a-foot, you are that way still provided, Say only, that he but like it, and would have it, And it please your worship.

I say, ere long, 'tis his. Over. How now, sirrah ! prating

Lod. Impossible. Before my lord? no deference? Go to my nephew : Over. You do conclude too fast, not knowing See all his debts discharged, and help his worship To fit on his rich suit.

Nor the engines that I work by. 'Tis not alone Mar. I may fit you too.

The lady Allworth's lands; for those, once WellToss'd like a dog still! (Exit MARRALL.

born's, Lorr. I have writ this morning

(As, by her dotage on him, I know they will be) A few lines to my mistress, your fair daughter. Shall soon be mine; but point out any man's Oder. 'Twill fire her, for she's wholly yours In all the shire, and say they lie convenient already

And useful for your lordship, and once more Sweet Master Allworth, take my ring; ’twill carry I say aloud, they are yours. To her presence, I dare warrant you; and there Lov. I dare not own plead

What's by unjust and cruel means extorted : For my good lord, if you shall find occasion. My fame and credit are more dear to me, That done, pray ride to Nottingham; get a li- Than so to expose them to be censured by cence,

The public voice.
Still by this token. I'll have it dispatched, Over. You run, my lord, no hazard ;
And suddenly, my lord, that I may say

Your reputation shall stand as fair,
My honourable, nay, right honourable daughter. In all good mens' opinions, as now :
Greedy. Take my advice, young gentleman ; Nor can my actions, though condemned for ill,
get your breakfast.

Cast any foul aspersion upon yours. 'Tis unwholesome to ride fasting. I'll eat with For though I do contemn report myself, you,

As a mere sound, I still will be so tender And eat to purpose.

Of what concerns you in all points of honour, Orer. Some fury's in that gut :

That the immaculate whiteness of your fame, Hungry again? Did you not devour, this morning, Nor your unquestioned integrity, A shield of brawn, and a barrel of Colchester | Shall ere be sullied with one taint or spot, oysters?


may take from your innocence and candour. Greedy. Why, that was, sir, only to scour my | All my ambition is, to have my daughter stomach,

Right honourable; which my lord can make her: A kind of preparative. Come, gentlemen, And might I live to dance upon my knee I will not have you feed, like the hangman of A young lord Lovell, born by her into you, Flushing,

I write nil ultra to my proudest hopes. Alone, while I am here.

As for possessions, and annual rents, Lor. Haste your return.

Equivalent to maintain you in the port Allu. I will not fail, my lord.

Your noble birth and present state require, Greedy. Nor I, to line

I do remove that burden from your shoulders, My Christmas coffer.

And take it on mine own; for though I ruin (Exeunt GREEDY and Allworth. The country, to supply your riotous waste, Over. To my wish, we're private.

The scourge of prodigals, want, shall never find I come not to make offer with my daughter

you. A certain portion ; that were poor and trivial : Lov. Are you not moved with the imprecations In one word, I pronounce all that is mine, And curses of whole families, made wretched In lands, or leases, ready coin, or goods, By these practices? With her, my lord, comes to you; nor shall you Orer. Yes, as rocks are, have

When foamy billows split themselves against One motive to induce you to believe

Their flinty ribs ; or as the moon is moved, I live too long, since every year I'll add When wolves, with hunger pined, howl at her Something unto the heap, which shall be yours

brightness. too.

I am of a solid temper, and, like these, Lov. You are a right kind father.

Steeron a constant course: with mine own sword, Over. You shall have reason

If called into the field, I can make that right, To think me such. How do you like this seat? Which fearful enemies murmured at as wrong. It is well wooded and well watered, the acres Now, for those other piddling complaints, Fertile and rich; would it not serve for change Breathed out in bitterness; as when they call me To entertain your friends in a summer's progress? | Extortioner, tyrant, cormorant, or intruder What thinks my noble lord ?

On my poor neighbour's right, or grand incloser Loo. 'Tis a wholesome air,

Of what was common, to my private use; And well-built pile ; and she, that's mistress of it, Nay, when my ears are pierc'd with widows' cries, Worthy the large revenue.

And undone orphans wash with tears my thresOrer. She the mistress ?

hold, It may be só for a time; but let my lord I only think what 'tis to have my daughter

my character


Right honourable; and 'tis a powerful charm Now, my good lord, if I may use my freedom, Makes me insensible of remorse, or pity,

As to an honoured friend Or the least sting of conscience.

Loo. You lessen else Lov. I admire

Your favour to me. The toughness of your nature.

Ludy. I dare, then, say thus : as you are noble, Over. 'Tis for you,

(However common men My lord, and for my daughter, I am marble ; Make sordid wealth the object and sole end Nay, more,

you will have

Of their industrious aims) 'twill not agree In little, I enjoy more true delight

With those of eminent blood, who are engaged In my arrival to my wealth these dark

More to prefer their honours, than to increase And crooked ways, than you shalle'er take pleasure The statė left to them by their ancestors, In spending what my industry hath compassed. To study large additions to their fortunes, My haste commands me hence: in one word, And quite neglect their births :-though I must therefore,

grant, Is it a match, my lord ?

Riches, well got, to be a useful servant, Lot. I hope that is past doubt, now.

But a bad master. Over. Then rest secure; not the hate of all Loo. Madam, 'tis confessed; mankind here,

But what infer you from it? Not fear of what can fall on me hereafter,

Lady. This, my lord; Shall make me study aught but your advancement That as all wrongs, though thrust into one scale, One story higher : an earl ! if gold can do it. Slide of themselves off, when right fills the other, Dispute not my religion, nor my faith,

And cannot bide the trial; so all wealth, Though I am borne thus headlong by my will; I mean, if ill acquired, cemented to honour You may make choice of what belief you please ; By virtuous ways achieved, and bravely purchased, To me they are equal. So, my lord, good mor- Is but as rubbish poured into a river,

[Exit. (Howe'er intended to make good the bank,) Lov. He's gone; I wonder how the earth can Rendering the water that was pure before bear

Polluted and unwholesome. I allow Such a portent! I, that have lived a soldier, The heir of sir Giles Overreach, Margaret, And stood the enemy's violent charge undaunted, A maid well qualified, and the richest match To hear this horrid beast, I'm bathed all over Our north part can make boast of; yet she cannot, In a cold sweat; yet, like a mountain, he With all that she brings with her, fill their mouths, Is no more shaken than Olympus is,

That never will forget who was her father ; When angry Boreas loads his double head

Or that my husband Allworth's lands, and WellWith sudden drifts of snow.

born's, Enter Lady, Waiting-woman, and AMBLE.

(How wrung from both needs no repetition).

Were real motives, that more worked your lordLady. Save you, my lord !

ship Disturb I not your privacy ?

To join your families, than her form and virtues. Lov. No, good madam;

You may conceive the rest. For your own sake I am glad you came no sooner, Lov. I do, sweet madam ; Since this bold, bad man, sir Giles Overreach, And long since have considered it. I know Made such a plain discovery of himself, The sum of all that makes a just man happy And read this morning such devilish matins, Consists in the well choosing of his wife : That I should think it a sin, next to his, And there, well to discharge it, does require But to repeat it

Equality of years, of birth, of fortune; Ludy. I ne'er pressed, my lord,

For beauty being poor, and not cried up On other's privacies; yet, against my will, By birth or wealth, can truly mix with neither; Walking, for health's sake, in the gallery And wealth, where there's such difference in years, Adjoining to your lodgings, I was made And fair descent, must make the yoke uneasy:(So loud and vehement he was) partaker

But I come nearer. Of his tempting offers.

Ludy. Pray you do, my lord. Lov. Please you to command

Lov. Were Överreach's 'states thrice centupled, Your servants hence, and I shall gladly hear

his daughter Your wiser counsel.

Millions of degrees much fairer than she is, Lady. 'Tis, my lord, a woman's,

Howe'er I might urge precedents to excuse me, But true and hearty ;- wait in the next room, I would not so adulterate my blood, But be within call; yet not so near to force me By marrying Margaret, and so leave my issue To whisper my intents.

Made up of several pieces, one part scarlet Amb. We are taught better,

And the other London blue. In my own tomb By you, good madam.

I will inter my name first. Wom. And well know our distance.

Lady. I am glad to hear this. Lady. Do so, and talk not; 'twill become your Why then, my lord, pretend you marriage to breeding. [Excunt AMBLE and Wom.



To his grace.


Dissimulation but ties false knots

Tap. He has summoned all his creditors by the On that straight line, by which you hitherto

drum, Have measured all your actions.

And they swarm about him like so many soldiers Loo. I make answer,

On the pay day; and has found such a NEW WAY And aptly, with a question. Wherefore have you, TO PAY HIS OLD DEBTS, as, 'tis very likely, That, since your husband's death, have lived a He shall be chronicled for it. strict

Froth. He deserves it And chaste nun's life, on the sudden given your More than ten pageants. But are you sure his self

worship To visits and entertainments ? Think you, madam, Comes this way to my lady's? 'Tis not grown publicconference? or the favours, 1[A cry within,-Brude Master WELLBORN! Which you too prodigally have thrown on Well- Tap. Yes :- I hear him. born,

Froth. Be ready with your petition, and pres Incur not censure?

sent it Lady. I am innocent here, and, on my life, I My ends are good.

Enter WELLBORN, in a rich Habit, GREEDY, Lov. On my soul, so are mine

MARRALL, AMBLE, ORDER, FURNACE, and To Margaret ; but leave both to the event :

three Greditors ; TAPWELL kneeling, delivers And since this friendly privacy doth serve

his Petition. But as an offered means unto ourselves

Well. How's this ? petitioned too! To search each other farther, you have shewn But note what miracles the payment of Your care of me, I, my respect to you;

A little trash, and a rich suit of clothes, Deny me not, but still in chaste words, madam, Can work upon these rascals ! I shall be, An afternoon's discourse.

I think, prince Wellborn. Lady. So I shall hear you.

Mar. When your worship's married, (Exeunt. You may be :- -I know not what I hope to see

you. SCENE II.-A Landscape.

Well. Then look thou for advancement.

Mar. To be known

Your worship’s bailiff, is the mark I shoot at. Tap. Undone ! undone! this was your couno Well. And thou shalt hit it. sel, Froth.

Mar. Pray you, sir, dispatch Froth. Mine! I defy thee: did not Master These needy followers, and for my admittance, Marrall

(In this interim, TAPWELL and FROTH flatter(He bas marred all, I am sure) strictly command ing and bribing Justice GREEDY.] us

(Provided you'll defend me from Sir Giles, (On pain of Sir Giles Overreach’s displeasure) Whose service I am weary of) I'll say something To turn the gentleman out of doors ?

You shall give thanks for. Tap. 'Tis true;

Well. Fear me not, Sir Giles. But now he's his uncle's darling, and has got Greedy. Who, Tapwell ? I remember thy wife Master Justice Greedy (since he filled his belly)

brought me, At his commandment to do any thing;

Last new year's tide, a couple of fat turkies. Woe, woe, to us!

Tap. And shall do every Christmas, let your Froth. He may prove merciful.

Tap. Troth, we do not deserve it at his hands : But stand my friend now.
Though he knew all the passages of our house, Greedy. How! with Master Wellborn:
As the receiving of stolen goods,

I can do any thing with him on such terms.When he was rogue Wellborn, no man would be- See you this honest couple ? they are good souls lieve him,

As ever drew out spigot ; have they not
And then his information could not hurt us ; A pair of honest faces ?
But now he is right worshipful again,

Well. I o'erheard you,
Who dares but doubt his testimony ? Methinks And the bribe he promised : you are cozened in
I see thee, Froth, already in a cart,

them; Por a close bawd, thine eyes even pelted out For of all the scum, that grew rich by my riots, With dirt and rotten eggs;

This, for a most unthankful knave, and this, And my hand hissing (if I 'scape the halter) For a base bawd and whore, have worst deserved; With the letter R printed upon it.

And, therefore, speak not for them. By your Froth. Would that were the worst !

place, That were but nine days wonder: as for credit, You are rather to do me justice; lend me your We have none to lose; but we shall lose the mo

ear: ney

Forget his turkies, and call in his licence, He owes us, and his custom; there's the hell And, at the next fair, I'll give you a yoke of exen on't.

Worth all his poultry. VOL. III.


consent to.

Greedy. I am changed on the sudden,

Well, See all men else discharged; In my opinion-Come near,

And, since old debts are cleared by a new way, Come nearer, rascal !

A little bounty will not misbecome me: And now I view him better, did you

e'er see

There is something, honest cook, for thy good One look so like an arch-knave? his very coun

breakfasts, tenance,

And this, for your respect; take it; 'tis good Should an understanding judge but look on him,

gold, Would hang him though he were innocent.

And I am able to spare it. Tape & Froth. Worshipful sir !

Ord. You are too munificent. Grer ly. No; though the great Turk came in- Furn. He was ever so. stead of turkies,

Well. Pray you, on before. To beg my favour, I am inexorable:

3 Cred. Heaven bless you ! Thou hast an ill name; for, except thy musty Mar. At four o'clock the rest know where te ale,

meet me. That hath destroyed many of the king's liege (Exeunt ORDER, FURNACE, AMBLE and Crepeople,

ditors. Thou never had'st in thy house, to stay men's Well. Now, Master Marrall, what's the weighty stomachs,

A piece of Suffolk cheese, or gammon of bacon, You promised to impart?
Or any esculent, as the learned call it,

Mar. Sir, time nor place
For their emolument, but sheer drink only. Allow me to relate each circumstance;
For which gross fault, I here do damn thy li- This, only, in a word: I know Sir Giles

Will come upon you for security
Forbidding thee ever to tap or draw;

For his thousand pounds; which you must not For instantly I will, in mine own person, Command the constable to pull down thy sign; As he grows in heat (as I am sure he will). And do it before I eat.


you but rough, and say, he's in your debt Froth. No mercy?

Ten times the sum upon sale of your land: Greedy. Vanish:

I had a hand in't, (I speak it to my shame) If I shew any, may my promised oxen gore me ! When you were defeated of it. Tap. Unthankful knaves are ever so rewarded. Well. That's forgiven.

(Exeunt GREEDY, TAPWELL, and FROTH. Mar. I shall deserve it: Then urge him to Well. Speak; what are you?

produce i Cred. A decayed vintner, sir,

The deed in which you passed it over to him, That might have thrived, but that your worship Which I know he'll have about him to deliver

To the lord Lovell, with many other writings, With trusting you with muscadine and eggs, And present monies.- l'll instruct you farAnd five pound suppers, with your after-drink

ther, ings,

As I wait on your worship. If I play not my When you lodged upon the Bankside.

part Well, I remember.


your full content, and your uncle's much vexi Cred. I have not been hasty, nor e'er laid to

ation, arrest you;

Hang up Jack Marrall.
And therefore, sir-

Well. I rely upon thee.
Well. Thou art an honest fellow:
I'll set you up again-see his bill paid.

SCENE III.- A Chamber in Sir Giles's House. What are you? 2 Cred. A taylor once, but now mere botcher.

Enter AlLWORTH and MARGARET. I gave you credit for a suit of clothes,

All. Whether to yield the first praise to my Which was all my stock; but you failing in pay

lord's ment,

Unequalled temperance, or your constant sweetI was removed from the shop-board, and con

ness, fined

That I yet live, my weak hands fast'ned on Under a stall.

Hope's anchor, spite of all storms of despair, Well. See him paid-and botch no more. I yet rest doubtful. 2 Cred. I ask.no interest, sir.

Murg. Give it to lord Lovell ; Well. Such taylors need not;

For what in him was bounty, in me is duty. If their bills are paid in one-and-twenty years, I make but payment of a debt, to which They are seldom losers.-0, I know thy face;

My vows, in that high office registered,
Thou wert my surgeon; you must tell no tales; Are faithful witnesses.
Those days are done; I will pay you in private. All. 'Tis true, my dearest ;
(ind. A roval gentleman!

Yet, when I call to mind, how many fair oues

, Furn, Royal as an emperor !

Make wilful shipwreck of their faiths and oathis He'll prove a brave master; my good lady knew To God and man, to fill the arms of greatness ; To choose a man.

And you risc up no less than a glorious star,

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To the amazement of the world, that hold All. I hope better, good lady.

Marg. Hope, sir, what you please : for me, Against the stern authority of a father,

I must take a safe and secure course; I have And spurn at honour when it comes to court A father, and, without his full consent, you;

Though all lords of the land kneeled for my faI am so tender of your good, that faintly,

vour, With your wrong, I can wish myself that right I can grant nothing. You yet are pleased to do me.

Over. I like this obedience. Marg. Yet, and ever.

But whatsoever my lord writes, must, and shall be To me what's title, when content is wanting ? Accepted and embraced-[dside.)—Sweet MasOr wealth raked up together with much care,

ter Allworth, And to be kept with more, when the heart You shew yourself a true and faithful servant pines,

To your good lord; he has a jewel of you. In being dispossess'd of what it longs for How ! frowning, Meg ! are these looks to receive Beyond the Indian mines ? or the smooth brow A messenger from my lord ? What's this? give Of a pleased sire, that slaves me to his will; And, so his ravenous humour may be feasted Marg. A piece of arrogant paper, like the inBy my obedience, and he see me great,

scription. Leaves to my soul nor faculties nor power

[OVER. reads the letter. To make her own election?

• Fair mistress, from your servant learn, all joys All But the dangers,

• That we can hope for, if deferred, prove toys; That follow the repulse!

• Therefore, this instant, and in private, meet Marg. To me they are nothing :

• A husband, that will gladly, at your feet, Let Allworth love, I cannot be unhappy.

Lay down his honours, tendering them to you Suppose the worst ; that, in his rage, he kill me; • With all content, the church being paid her due.? A tear or two by you dropt on my hearse,

Over. Is this the arrogant piece of paper ? fool ! In sorrow for my fate, will call back life, Will you still be one? In the name of madness, So far as but to say, that I die yours;

what I then shall rest in peace: or, should he prove

Could his good honour write more to content So cruel, as one death would not suffice

you? His thirst of vengeance, but with lingering tor- Is there aught else to be wished after these two, ments,

That are already offered ? Marriage first, In mind and body, I must waste to air,

And lawful pleasure after : What would you In poverty, joined with banishment; so you sbare

more? In my afiliations, which I dare not wish you, Marg. Why, sir, I would be married like your So high I prize you, I could undergo them

daughter, With such a patience, as should look down Not hurried away in the night, I know not With scorn on his worst malice.

whither, All. Heaven avert

Without all ceremony; no friends invited,
Such trials of your true affection to me! To honour the solemnity:
Nor will it unto you, that are all mercy,

All. An't please your honour,
Shew so much rigour. But since we must run (For so before to-morrow I must style you)
Such desperate hazards, let us do our best My lord desires this privacy, in respect
To steer between them.

His honourable kinsmen are far off;
Marg. Lord Lovell is


And his desires to have it done, brook not
Avd, though but a young actor, second me, So long delay as to expect their coming :
In doing to the life what he has plotted, And yet he stands resolved, with all due pomp,

As running at the ring, plays, masks, and tilting, Enter OVERREACH.

To have his marriage at court celebrated, The end may yet prove happy: now, my All-When he has brought your honour up to London. worth!

Over. He tells you true; 'tis the fashion, on All. To your letter, and put on a seeming

my knowledge:

[adside. Yet the good lord, to please your peevishness, Marg. I'll pay my lord all debts due to his Must put it off, forsooth, and lose a night, title;

In which, perhaps, he might get two boys on thee. And, when with terms not taking from his ho- Tempt me no farther; it you do, this goad nour,

Shall prick you to him.
He does solicit me, I shall gladly hear him : Murg. I could be contented,
But in this peremptory, nay, commanding way, Were you but by to do a father's part,
To appoint a meeting, and without my know- And give me in the church.

Over. So my lord have you,
A priest to tie the knot can ne'er be undone What do I care who gives you ? since my lord
Till death unloose it, is a confidence

Does propose to be private, I'll not cross him. la his lordship, that will deceive him.

I know not, Master Allworth, how my lord

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