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Enter AMBLE.

SCENE II.— The Country. Amble. Ha! ha! I shall burst.

Enter WELLBORN and MaRRALL. Order. Contain thyself, man,

Well, I think I am in a good way. Furn. Or make us partakers

Mar. Good, sir! the best way; Of your sudden mirth.

The certain best way. Amble. Ha! ha! my lady has got

Well. There are casualties, Such a guest at her table! this term-driver, That men are subject to. Marrall;

Mar. You are above them. This snip of an attorney.

As you are already worshipful, Furn. What of him, man?

I hope ere long you will increase in worship, Amble. The knave feeds so slovenly! And be right worshipful. Furn. Is this all ?

Well. Pr’ythee do not flout me. Amble. My lady

What I shall be, I shall be. Is't for your ease, Drank to him for fashion's sake, or to please Mr You keep your hat off? Wellborn.

Mar. Ease, and it like your worship! As I live, he rises and takes up a dish,

I hope Jack Marrall shall not live so long, In which there were some remnants of a boiled To prove himself such an unmannerly beast, capon,

Though it hail hazel nuts, as to be covered, And pledges her in white broth.

When your worship’s present. Furn. Nay, 'tis like

Well. Is not this a true rogue, (Aside. The rest of his tribe.

That, out of mere hope of a future cozenage, Amble. And when I brought him wine, Can turn thus suddenly? 'tis rank already. He leaves his chair, and after a leg or two Mar. I know your worship’s wise, and needs Most humbly thanks my worship.

no counsel ; Order. Ros! already!

Yet if, in my desire to do you service, Amble. I shall be chid.

I humbly offer my advice (but still

Under correction, I hope I shall not Enter LADY, WELLBORN, and MaRRALL.

Incur your high displeasure. Furn. My lady frowns.

Well. No; speak freely. Lady. You attended us well!

Mar. Then, in my judgment, sir, my simple Let me have no more of this, I observed your judgment, leering.

(Still with your worship's favour) I could wish you
Sirrah, I'll have you know, whom I think worthy A better habit; for this cannot be
To sit at my table, be he never so mean, But much distasteful to the noble lady
When I an present, is not your companion. That loves you: I have twenty pounds here,

Order. Nay, she'll preserve what's due to her. Which, out of my true love, I presently
Furn. This refreshing

Lay down at your worship's feet; 'twill serve to
Follows your flux of laughter.
Lady. You are master

A riding suit.
Of your own will. I know so much of manners Well. But where's the horse?
As not to enquire your purposes; in a word, Mar. My gelding
To me you are ever welcome, as to a house Is at your service: nay, you shall ride me,
That is your own.

Before your worship shall be put to the trouble Well. Mark that.

To walk a-foot. Alas! when you are lord Mar. With reverence, sir,

Of this lady's manor, (as I know you will be) And it like your worship.

You may with the lease of glebe-land, called Well. Trouble yourself no farther,

Knave's Acre, Dear madam; my heart's full of zeal and ser- A place I would manure, requite your vassal. vice,

Well, I thank thy love; but must make no use However, in my language I am sparing.

of it. Come, Mr Marrall.

What's twenty pounds ? Mar. I attend your worship.

Mar. 'Tis all that I can make, sir. (Erit WELLBORN, MARRALL, and AMBLE. Well. Dost thou think, though I want clothes, Lady. I see in your looks you are sorry, and I could not have them, you know me

For one word to my lady? An easy mistress: be merry: I have forgot all. Mar. As I know not thatOrder and Furnace, come with me; I must give Well. Come, I'll tell thee a secret, and se you

leave thee. Farther directions.

I'll not give her the advantage, though she be Order. What you please.

A gallant-minded lady, after we are married, Furn. We are ready

(Exeunt. To hit me in the teeth, and say she was forced

buy you

ned, too,

To buy my wedding clothes.

And would, at his request, have kissed me too. No, I'll be furnished something like myself. Over. Why, thou rascal, And so farewell; for thy suit, touching Knave's To tell me these impossibilities ! Acre,

Dine at her table! and kiss him! or thee! When it is mine, 'tis thine.

Impudent varlet! Have not I myself, Mar. I thank your worship.

To whom great countesses' doors have oft flown [Exit WELLBORN.

open, How was I cozened in the calculation

Ten times attempted, since her husband's death, Of this man's fortune? my master

In vain to see her, though I came-a suitor? Whose pupil I am in the art of undoing men; And yet your good solicitorship, and rogue WellFor that is our profession. Well, well, Mr born, Wellborn,

Were brought into her presence, feasted with You are of a sweet nature, and fit again to be

her. cheated :

But that I know thee a dog that cannot blush, Which, if the fates please, when you are possessed This most incredible lie would call up one Of the land and lady, you sans question shall be. On thy butter-milk cheeks. I'll presently think of the means.

Mür. Shall I not trust my eyes, sir? (Walks by, musing. Or taste? I feel her good cheer in my belly.

Over. You shall feel me, if you give not over, Enter OVERREACH.

sirrah; Over. Sirrah, order my carriage round; Recover your brains again, and be no more gullI'll walk to get me an appetite. Tis but a

ed mile;

With a beggar's plot, assisted by the aids And exercise will keep me from being pursey.

Of serving men, and chainbermaids; for, beyond Ha! Marrall ! is he conjuring? Perhaps

these, The knave has wrought the prodigal to do

Thou never saw'st a woman; or I'll quit you Some outrage on himself

, and now he feels From my employments. Compunction in his conscience for’t: no matter, Mar. Will you credit this, yet ? So it be done. Marrall!


confidence of their marriage, I offered dlar. Sir.

Wellborn Over. How succeed we

(I would give a crown, now, I durst say his worIn our plot on Wellborn?


[Aside. Mar. Never better, sir.

My nag, and twenty pounds. Over. Has he hanged or drowned himself? Over. Did you so? [Strikes him down. Mar. No, sir, he lives-

Was this the way to work him to despair, Lives once more to be made a prey to you;

Or rather to cross me? And greater prey than ever.

Mar. Will your worship kill me? Over. Art thou in thy wits?

Over. No, no; but drive the lying spirit out If thou art, reveal this miracle, and briefly. Mar. A lady, sir, is fallen in love with him.

Mar. He's gone. Over. With him! What lady?

Over. I have done, then. Now, forgetting Mar. The rich lady Allworth.

Your late imaginary feast and lady, Over. Thou dolt ! how darest thou speak this? | Know, my lord Lovell dines with me to-morrow, Mar. I speak truth ;

Be careful not be wanting to receive him; And I do so but once a year; unless

And bid any daughter's women trim her up, It be to you, sir. We dined with her ladyship; Though they paint her, so she catch the lord ; I thank his worship:

I'll thank them. Over. His worship!

There's a piece, for my late blows. Mar. As I live, sir,

Mar. I must yet suffer: I dined with him, at the great lady's table, But there may be a time

[Aside. Simple as I stand here; and saw when she kissed Over. Do you grumble?

Mar. No, sir.


of you.


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SCENE I.-continued.

Though I lend arms against myself, provided

They may advantage you, must be obeyed.
Enter Lovell and ALLWORTH.

My much-loved lord, were Margaret only fair,
Lov. Drive the carriage down the hill ; You might command your passion;
something in private

But when you feel her touch, or hear her talk !
I must impart to Allworth,

Hippolytus himself would leave Diana,
Allu. O, my
lord !

To follow such a Venus.
What danger, though in ne'er so horrid shapes, Lov. Love hath made you
Nay, death itself, though I should run to meet it, Poetical, Allworth.
Can I, and with a thankful willingness, suffer! Allw. Grant all these beat off,
But still the retribution will fall short

Which, if it be in man to do, you'll do it,
Of your bounties showered upon me.

Mammon, in sir Giles Overreach, steps in
Lov. Loving youth,

With heaps of ill-got gold, and so much land, 'Till what I purpose be put into act,

To make her more remarkable, as would tire
Do not o'er prize it; since you have trusted me A falcon's wings in one day to fly over.
With your soul's nearest, nay, her dearest secret, I bere release your trust;
Rest confident, 'tis in a cabinet locked,

'Tis happiness enough for me to serve you;
Treachery shall never open. I have found you And sometimes, with chaste eyes, to look on her.
More zealous in your love and service to me, Lov. Why, shall I swear?
Than I have been in my rewards.

Allw. Ob, by no means, my lord !
Allw. Still great ones,

Lov. Suspend
my merit. You have been

Your judgment till the trial. How far is it
More like a father to me than a master.

To Overreach's house?
Pray you, pardon the comparison.

Allw. At the most, some half hour's riding;
Lor. I allow it;

You'll soon be there.
And give you assurance I'm pleased in it.

Lov. And you the sooner freed
My carriage and demeanour to your mistress, From your jealous fears.
Fair Margaret, shall truly witness for me,

Allw. Oh, that I durst but hope it! [Ereunt.
I can command my passion.
Alla. 'Tis a conquest

SCENE II.-A hall in Sir Giles's house.
Few lords can boast of, when they are tempted-

Enter OVER REACH, GREEDY, and MaRRALL. Loo. Why do you sigh ? can you be doubtful Over. Spare for po cost, let my dressers crack of me?

with the weight
By that fair name I in the wars have purchased, of curious viands.
And all my actions hitherto untainted,

Greedy. Store, indeed, is no sore, sir.
I will not be more true to mine own honour,

Over. That proverb fits your stomach, Mr Than to my Allworth.

Allu. As you are the brave lord Lovell,

Greedy. It does, indeed, sir Giles.
Your bare word only given, is an assurance

I do not like to see a table ill spread, Of more validity and weight to me,

Poor, meagre, just sprinkled o'er with sallads, Than all the oaths, bound up with imprecations,

Sliced beet, giblets, and pig's pettitoes. Which, when they would deceive, most courtiers But the substantials-On! sir

Giles, the substanpractise;

tials! -for, sure, to stile you more,

The state of a fat turkey, now, Would relish of gross flattery—I am forced,

The decorum, the grandeur he marches in with. Against my confidence of your worth and vir- 0, I declare, I do inuch honour a chine of beef !

0, Lord! I do reverence a loin of veal ! To doubt, nay, more, to fear.

Over. And let no plate be seen but what's pure Lov. So young, and jealous !

gold, Allæ. Were you to encounter with a single fue, Or such, whose workmanship, exceeds the matter The victory were certain : but to stand The charge of two such potent enemies,

That it is made of; let my choicest linen

Perfume the room; and when we wash, the water At once assaulting you, as wealth and beauty, And those two seconded with power, is odds

With precious powders mix, to please my lord, Too great for Hercules.

That he may, with envy, wish to bathe so ever.

Mar. 'Twill be very chargeable.
Lov. Speak your doubts and fears,

Over. Avaunt, you drudge!
Since you will nourish them, in plainer language, Now all iny laboured ends are at the stake,

may understand them.

Is it time to think of thrift? Call in my daughter.

[Erit MaRRALL.

Yet being a man


Allw. What's your will,



And, master justice, since you love choice dishes, Or, by my hopes to see thee honourable,
And plenty of them-

I will adopt a stranger to my heir,
Greedy. As I do, indeed, sir,

And throw thee from my care; do not provoke Almost as much as to give thanks for them

Over. I do confer that province, with my power Marg. I will not, sir; mould me which way Of absolute command to have abundance,

you please. To your best care. Greedy. I'll punctually discharge it,

Enter GREEDY. And give the best direction.-[OVERREACH re Oder. How, interrupted ? tires.]-Now am I,

Greedy. 'Tis matter of importance. In mine own conceit, a monarch; at the least The cook, sir, is self-willed, and will not learn Arch-president of the boiled, the roast, the baked; From my experience. There's a fawn brought I would not change my empire for the great in, sir, Mogul's.

And for my life, I cannot make him roast it I will eat often, and give thanks,

With a Norfolk dumpling in the belly of it: When my belly's braced up like a drum, and that's And, sir, we wise men know, without the dumppure justice.

[Erit. ling Over. It must be so. Should the foolish girl | Tis not worth three pence. prove modest,

Over. Would it were whole in thy belly, She may spoil all; she had it not from me, To stuff it out! cook it any way; prithee, leave But from her mother: I was ever forward, As she must be, and therefore I'll prepare her.

Greedy. Without order for the dumpling?

Oder. Let it be dumpled

Which way thou wilt; or, tell him, I will scald Alone, and let your women wait without, Mar

him garet.

[Exit MaRRALL. In his own cauldron. Marg. Your pleasure, sir?

Greedy. I had lost my stomach, Over. Ha, this is a neat dressing !

Had I lost my mistress's dumpling; I'll give ye These orient pearls, and diamonds well placed, thanks for't.

[Erit. too!

Oder. But to our business, Meg; you have The gown affects me not; it should have been

heard who dines here? Embroidered o'er and o'er with flowers of gold; Marg. I have, sir. But these rich jewels and quaint fashion help it.

Over. 'Tis an honourable man. How like you your new woman, the lady Down- A lord, Meg, and commands a regiment fallen?

Of soldiers; and, what's rare, is one himself; Marg. Well, for a companion :

A bold and understanding one; and to be Not as a servant.

A lord, and a good leader, in one volume, Over. Is she humble, Meg,

Is granted unto few, but such as rise up,
And careful, too? her ladyship forgotten?

The kingdom's glory.
Marg. I pity her fortune.
Over. Pity her, trample on her.

I took her up in an old tattered gown,

Greedy. I'll resign my office,
E'en starved for want of food, to serve thee; If I be not better obeyed.
And, if I understand she but repines

Over. 'Slight, art thou frantic ?
To do thee any duty, though ne'er so servile, Greedy. Frantic! 'twould make me frantic,
I'll pack her to her knight, where I have lodged and stark mad,

Were I not a justice of peace and quorum, too, Into the counter; and there let them howl toge- Which this rebellious cook cares not a straw for; ther,

There are a dozen of woodcocks,
Marg. You know your own ways : but, for me, For which he has found out
I blush

A new device for sauce, and will not dish them
When I command her, that was once attended With toast and butter.
With persons not inferior to myself

Over. Cook, rogue, obey him. In birth.

I have given the word; pray you, now, remove Over. In birth! Why, art thou not my daugh yourself ter,

To a collar of brawn, and trouble me no farther. The blest child of my industry and wealth? Greedy. I will, and meditate what to eat for Why, foolish girl, was't not to make thee great,


[Exit GREEDY. That I have run, and still pursue those ways, Over. And, as I said, Meg, when this gull disThat hale down curses on me, which I mind not?

turbed us, Part with these humble thoughts, and apt thyself | This honourable lord, this colonel, To the noble state I labour to advance thee; I would have thy husband.


Marg. There's too much disparity

Over. In, without reply,
Between his quality and mine to hope it. And do as I command, or thou art lost.
Over. I more than hope it, and doubt not to

(Erit Marg. effect it,

Is the loud music I gave order for,
Be thou no enemy to thyself; my wealth Ready to receive him?
Shall weigh his titles down, and make you equals. Mar. 'Tis, sir.
Now for the means to assure him thine, observe Over. Let them sound

A princely welcome (Erit MarraLL.) Remember he's a courtier and a soldier,

Roughness awhile leave me; And not to be trified with; and therefore, when For fawning, now, a stranger to my nature, He comes to woo you, see you do not coy it.

Must make way for me.

[Loud music. This mincing modesty hath spoiled many a match

Enter LoveLL, ALLWORTH, and MARRALL. By a first refusal, in vain after hoped for.

Lov. Sir, you meet your trouble. Marg. You'll have me, sir, preserve the dis Over What you are pleased to style so, is an tance that

honour Confines a virgin?

Above worth and fortunes.
Over. Virgin me no virgins.

Allw. Strange! so humble !
I will have you lose that name, or you lose me;
I will have you private; start not, I say private ;

If you are my true daughter, not a bastard, Over. A justice of peace, my lord.
Thou wilt venture alone with one man, though

[Presenis GREEDY to him. he came

Lov. Your hand, good sir. Like Jupiter to Semele, and come off too.

Greedy. This is a lord; and some think this a Marg. I have heard this is the wanton's favour; fashion, sir,

But I had rather have my hand in my dumpling. Which I must never learn.

Aside. Oder. Learn any thing,

Over. Room for my lord.
And from any creature, to make thee great; Lov. I miss, sir, your fair daughter
From the devil himself.

To crown my welcome.
Stand not on for form:

Over. May it please my lord Words are no substances.

To taste a glass of Greek wine first; and sudMarg. Though you can dispense

denly With your honour, I must guard my own.

She shall attend, my lord. This is not the way to make me his wife.

Loo. You'll be obeyed, sir. My maiden honour yielded up so soon,

[Ereunt omnes, præter Over. Nay, prostituted, cannot but assure him,

Over. 'Tis to my wish; as soon as come, ask I, thai am light to him, will not hold weight

for her!
When tempted by others : so, in judgment, Why Meg! Meg Overreach!
When to his will'I have given up iny honour,

He must and will forsake me.
Over. How! forsake thee?

How! tears in your eyes ?
Do I wear a sword for fashion? or is this arm Hah! dry them quickly, or I'll dig them out.
Shrunk up, or withered ? does there live a man Is this a tiine to whimper? Meet that great-
Of that large list I have encountered with,
Can truly say I e'er gave inch of ground, That flies into thy bosom; think what 'tis
Not purchased with his blood, that did oppose for me to say, my honourable daughter ::

No more, but be instructed, or expect Forsake thee when the thing is done! he dares He comes.

not. Give me but proof he has enjoyed thy person,

Enter LoVELL, GREEDY, MARRALL, and AllThough all his captains, echoes to his will, Stood ariped by his side to justify his wrong, A black-browed girl, my lord. And he himself in the head of his bold troop, Lov. As I live, a rare one! Spite of his lordship, I will make him render Allw. He's took aiready: I am lost. A bloody and a strict account, and force him, Over. That kiss By marrying thee, to cure thy wounded honour. Came twanging off, I like it; quit the room. I have said it.


A little bashful, my good lord; but you,

I hope, will teach her boldness.
Mar. Sir, the man of honour's come,

Loo. I am happy Newly alighted.

In such a scholar : butVol. II.




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