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You are lodged here i' the house of a rare man,
Sub. Yes. Are they gone? Mam. Oh, I cry your pardon.
Face. All's clear. He's a divine instructor.
Sub. The widow is come. Dol. Aye, and for his physick, sir
Face. And your quarrelling disciple? Mam. Above the art of #Esculapius,
Sub. Aye. That drew the envy of the thunderer!
Face. I must to my captainship again, then. I know all this, and more.
Sub. Stay, bring them in first. Dol. Troth, I am taken, sir,
Face. So I meant. What is she? Whole with these studies, that contemplate na
A bonny belle? ture.
Sub. I know not. Mam. It is a noble humour: but this form: Face. We'll draw lots. Was not intended to so dark a use.
You'll stand to that? I muse, my lord, your brother, will permit it! Sub. What else? You should spend half my land first, were I he.' To the door, man. Does not this diamond look better on my finger Face, You'll have the first kiss, 'cause I am Than i' the quarry?
not ready. Dol. Yes.
Sub. Yes, and perhaps hit you through both Mam. Why, you are like it.
the nostrils. You were created, lady, for the light!
Enter KASTRIL and PLIANT,
Kas. Where's the captain ?
Face. Gone, sir, And take a secret, too: here, by your side, About some business. Doth stand, this hour, the happiest man in Europe.
Kas. Gone ! Dol. You are contented, sir?
Face. He'll return straight. Mam. Nay, in true being,
But, master doctor, his lieutenant, is here.
Dol. Say you so, sir Epicure?
That is, my boy of land; make thy approaches. Daughter of honour. I have cast mine eye Welcome: I know thy lust, and thy desires, Upon thy form, and I will rear this beauty And I will serve and satisfy them. Begin; Above all stiles.
Charge me from thence, or thence, or in this Dol. You mean no treason, sir?
line; Mam. No: I will take away that jealousy. Here is my centre : ground thy quarrel. I am the lord of the philosopher's stone,
Kas. You lie ! And thou the lady.
Sub. How, child of wrath and anger! the loud Dol. How, sir! ha' you that?
And as ill logick! You must render causes, And it shall rain into thy lap, no shower,
child, But floods of gold, whole cataracts, a deluge Your first and second intentions, know your
canons, Enter Face.
And your divisions, moods, degrees, and differFace. Sir, you're too loud; I hear you every ences, word
And ha' your elements perfect
Kas. What, is this
Sub. That false precept.
[Gives money. And made them enter quarrels, oftentimes, Face. But do you hear?
Before they were aware; and afterward
Kas. How must I do then, sir? (Ereunt Mammon and Dol. Sub. I cry this lady mercy : she should first Face. Oh, it is well. sir. Subtle !
Have been saluted.
I do call you lady,
Sub. What do you say?
Face. Have you disposed of them.
Face. Subtle, in troth, I needs must have this Sub. By inspection on her forehead,
widow. And subtility of her lip, which must be tasted Sub. Is that the matter? Often, to make a judgment.
Face. Nay, but hear me. [He kisses her again.
Sub. Go to,
If you rebel once, Dol shall know it all.
But understand : I'll give you composition. Oh, your linea Fortuna makes it plain;
Sub. I will not treat with thee. What, sell He is a soldier, or a man of art, lady; But shall have some great honour shortly. 'Tis better than my birth-right. Do not murmur. Pli. Brother,
Win her, and carry her. If you grumble, Dol He's a rare man, believe me!
Knows it directly. Kas. Hold your peace.
Fuce. Well, sir, I am silent. Here comes the other rare man.
Will you go help to fetch in Don in state?
Sub. I follow you, sir. We must keep Face in Enter Face
Or he will overlook us like a tyrant. [ Aside. 'Save you, captain.
Brain of a taylor! Who comes here? Don John? Face. Good master Kastril, is this your sister ? Kas. Ay, sir,
Enter Surly like a Spaniard. Please to kuss her, and be proud to know her.
Face. I shall be proud to know you, lady. Sur. Sennores, beso las manos, a vuestras merePli. Brother, he calls me lady too.
cedes. Kas. Ay, peace, I heard it.
Sub. Don, your scurvy, yellow, Madrid face is Face. The count is come.
welcome. Sub. Why, you must entertain him.
Sur. Gratia. Face. What'll you do
Sub. He speaks out of a fortification. With these the while?
Pray god, he ha' no squibs in those deep sets. Sub. Why have them up, and shew them Sur. Por dios, sennores, muy linda casa! Some fustian book, or the dark glass.
Sub. What says he? Face. 'Fore god,
Face. Praises the house, I think; She is a delicate dab-chick! I must have her. I know no more but's action.
[Exit. Sub. Yes, the Casa, Sub. Most you? Ay, if your fortune wil), you My precious Diego, will prove fair enough
To cozen you in. Do you mark? You shall Come, sir, the captain will come to us presently: Be cozened, Diego. I'll have you to my chamber of demonstrations, Face. Cozened, do you see? Where I'll shew you my instrument,
My worthy Donzel, cozened. That hath the several scales upon't, shall make Sur. Entiendo. you
Sub. Do you intend it? So do we, dear Don. Able to quarrel, at a straw's breadth by moon- Have you brought pistolets, or portagues, light.
My solemn Don? Dost thou feel any? And, lady, I'll have you look in a glass,
[He feels his pockets. Some half an hour, but to clear your eye-sight, Sub. You shall be emptied, Don, pumped and Against you see your fortune; which is greater
drawn Than I inay judge upon the sudden, trust me. Dry, as they sav.
(Ereunt. Face. 'Slid, Subtle, how shall we do!
Sub. For what?
Face. Why Dol's employed, you know.
Sub. That's true. Face. Where are you, doctor?
'Fore Heaven, I know not: Sub. [within.] I'll come to you presently. Mammon must not be troubled. Face. I will have this same widow, now I have Face. Mammon? in no case. seen her,
Think; you must be sudden. On any composition.
Sur. Entiendo, qua la sennora es tan hermosa,
que codicio tan a ver la, como la bien aventuranza And that was some three year afore I was born, de mi vida.
in truth. Face. Mi vida ? 'Slid, Subtle, he puts me in Sub. Come, you must love him, or be miseramind of the widow.
ble. What dost thou say to draw her to't? Ha! Kas. Guds’lid you shall love him, or I'll kick And tell her it is her fortune?
you. Sub. Dispatch, and call her brother, too. Pli. Why?
[Erit Face. I'll do as you will ha' me, brother. Sur. Tiengo, duda, sennores,
Kas. Do, Que no me hagan alguna traycion.
Or by this hand you are not my suster, Sub. How, issue on? Yes, præsto sennor. Please If you
Pli. I will not refuse, brother. Enthratha the Chambratha, worthy Don?
Enter SURLY. Where, if you please the fates, in your Bathada, You shall be soaked, and stroaked, and tubbed, Sur. Que es esto, sennores, que non se venga ? and rubbed,
Esta tardanza me mata ! And scrubbed, and fubbed, dear Don, before you Face. It is the count come; go.
The doctor knew he would be here, by his art. You shall, in faith, my scurvy baboon Don, Sub. En gallanta madama, don! gallantissima ! Be curried, clawed, and flawed, and tawed, in- Sur. Par todos los dioses, le mas acabuda deed.
Hermosura, que he visto en mi vida!
[Erit SURLY. Face. Is't not a gallant language, that they I will the heartlier go about it now,
speak? And make the widow a punk so much the sooner, Kas. An admirable language ! Is't not French? To be revenged on this impetuous Face :
Face. No, Spanish, sir. The quickly doing of it is the grace.
Kas. It goes like law-French;
And that, they say, is the courtliest language. Enter FacE, KASTRIL, and Plsant.
Face. List, sir. Pace. Come, lady; I knew the doctor would Sur. Valga me dios. not leave,
Face. He admires your sister. Till he had found the very nick of her fortune. Kas. Must not she make a curtsy? kas. To be antess, say you? A Spanish Sub. Od's will, she must go to him, man, and countess, sir?
kiss him! Pli. Why, is that better than an English coun. It is the Spanish fashion for the women tess?
To make first court. Sir? Fece. Better ! 'Slight, make you that a ques- Sur. Por el amor de dios, que es esto, que se tion, lady?
Kas. Nay, see; she will not understand him! Enter SUBTLE.
Gull! Here comes the doctor.
Noddy! Sub. My most honoured lady,
Pli. What say you, brother? (For so I am now to stile you, having found, Kas. Ass, my suster ! By this my scheme, you are to undergo
Go kuss him, as the cunning man would ha' you. An honourable fortune, very shortly)
Sur. Sennora, si sera servida, entremus. What will you say now, if some
Kas. Where does he carry her? Face. I have told her all, sir;
[Exeunt Sval¥ and PLIANT. And her right worshipful brother here, that she Face. Into the garden, sir; shall be
Take you no thought; I must interpret for her. A countess ; do not delay them, sir ; a Spanish Sub. Give Dol the word. [Exit Face.] Come, countess.
my fierce child, advance.
heart. Do you forgive him, and I do.
Sub. Nay, by this means, sir, you shall be broKas. She shall do that, sir;
ther I'll look to't, 'tis my charge.
To a great count. Sub. Well, then, nought rests
Kas. Ay, I knew that at first. But that she fit her love now to her fortune. This match will advance the house of the KasPli . Truly, I shall never brook a Spaniard.
trils. Sub. No
Sub. Pray God your sister prove
but pliant. Pli. Never since eighty-eight could I abide Kas. Why, them.
Her name is so by her other husband, VOL. II.
Sub. How !
If I found check in our great work within, Kas
. The widow Pliant. Knew you not that? When such affairs as these were managing ! Sub. Yes, yes, I knew it by my art.
Mam. Why, have you so
? Come, let's go to practise.
Sub. It has stood still this half hour; Kus. Yes; but do you think, doctor,
And all the rest of our less works gone back, I e'er shall quarrel well ?
Where is the instrument of wickedness, Sub. I warrant you.
[Ereunt. My lewd false drudge?
Mam. Nay, good sir, blame not him;
'twas against his will or knowledge,
I saw her by chance.
Sub. Will you commit more sin
To excuse a varlet? [In her fit of talking. Mam. By my hope, 'tis true, sir. Mam. Good lady
Sub. Nay, then, I wonder less, if you, for Dol, That Perdiccas and Antigonus were slain,
whom The two that stood, Seleuc' and Ptolmee- The blessing was prepared, would so tempt heaven, Mam. Madam.
And lose your fortunes. Dol. Made up the two legs, and the fourth Mam. Why, sir? beast,
Şub. This will retard That was Gog-north, and Egypt-south; which The work, a month at least, after
Mum. Why, if it do, Was called Gog-iron-leg, and South-iron-leg- What remedy? but think it not, good father : Mam. La
Our purposes were honest. Dol. And then Gog-horned. So was Egypt,
Sub. As they were, too.
So the reward will prove. Then Egypt-clay-leg, and Gog-clay-leg.
[A great crack, and noise within.] Mam, Sweet madam.
How now! Ay me! Dol. And last Gog-dust, and Egypt-dust, which God, and all saints be good to us! What's that? fall
Face. Oh, sir, we are defeated: all the works In the last link of the fourth chain. And these Are flown in fumo : Be stars in story, which none see or look at- Retorts, receivers, pellicanes, bolt-heads, Mam. What shall I do?
All struck in shivers ! Help, good sir ! alas ! Dol. For, as he says, except
[SUBTLE falls down as in a suoon, We call the rabins, and the heathen Greeks- Coldness and death invade him. Nay, sir MamMum. Dear lady!
[One knocks. Enter Face
Who's there? My lord, her brother, is come! Face. What's the matter, sir.
Mam. Ha, Lungs? Dol. To speak the tongue of Eber and Javan- Face. His coach is at the door. Avoid his Mam. Oh, she's in her fit.
sight, Dol. We shall know nothing
For he's as furious as his sister is mad. Face. Death, sir,
[One knocks. We are undone. My master will hear!
Mam. Alas! Sub. [within.) What's to do there?
Face. My brain is quite undone with the fume, Face. Oh, we are lost. Now she hears him, sir. she is quiet.
I ne'er must hope to be mine own man again. Msam. Where shall I hide me?
Mam. Įs all lost, Lungs? Will nothing be pre[Upon SUBTLE's entry, they disperse.] served, Sub. How, what sight is here!
Of all our cost? Close deeds of darkness, and that shun the light! Face. Faith, very little, sir : Bring him again; who is he?-What, my son ! A peck of coals or so, which is cold comfort, sir, Oh, I have lived too long.
Mlam. Oh, my voluptuous mind! I'm justly Mam. Nay, good, dear father,
punished. There was no unchaste purpose.
Face. And so am I, sir. Sub, No? and flee me,
Mum. Cast from all my hopes When I come in ?
Face. Nay, certainties, sir. Mam. That was my error.
Mum. By mine own base affections. Sub. Error?
Sub. Oh, the cursed fruits of vice and lust! Guilt, guilt, my son. Give it the right name. No
[SU BILE seems to come to himself marvel
Mam. Good father,
It was my sin. Forgive it.
SCENE III.-The Alchymist's room.
Enter SURLY and Dame Pliant.
Sur. Lady, you see into what hands you are You grieve him now with staying in his sight :
fallen! Good sir, the nobleman will come too, and take 'Mongst what a nest of villains ! and how near you,
Your honour was to have catched a certain ruin, And that may breed a tragedy.
(Through your credulity) had I but been Mam. I'll go.
So punctually forward, as place, time, Face. Aye, and repent at home, sir. It may And other circuinstances would have made a
be, For some good penance you may have it yet ; For you're a handsome woman; would
you were A hundred pounds to the box at Bethlem.
wise too! Mam. Yes.
I am a gentleman come here disguised, Face. For the restoring such as ha' lost their Only to find the knaveries of this citadel
And, where I might have wronged your honour, Mam. I'll do it.
and have not, Face. I'll send one to you to receive it. I claim some interest in your love. You are, Mam. Do.
They say, a widow, rich; and I am a batchelor, Is no projection left?
Worth nought : your fortunes may make me a Fuce. All town, or stinks, sir.
man, Mam. Will nought be saved that's good for As mine have preserved you a woman. Think medicine, think'st thou?
upon it, Fuce. I cannot tell, sir. There will be, per- And whether I have deserved you, or no. haps,
Pli. I will, sir. Something, about the scraping of the shards, Sur. And for these household-rogues, let me Will cure the itch :
alone It shall be saved for you, and sent home. Good To treat with them. sir,
Enter SUBTLE. This way, for fear the lord should meet you.
[Erit Mammon. Sub. How doth my noble Diego? Sub. Face.
And my dear madam countess? Hath the count Face. Ay.
Been courteous, lady? liberal and open? Sub. Is he gone?
Donsel, methinks you look melancholic,
I do not like the dulness of your eye;
(He falls to picking of them. Sub. Ay, as balls, and bound
Sur. Will you, don bawd, and pick-purse? And hit our heads against the roof for joy:
How now? Reel you? Strikes him. There's so much of our care now cast away.
shall find, since I am so heavy, Face. Now to our Don.
I'll give you equal weight.
Sur. No, sir, there's no such thing intended. Of a young heir for you,
A good cart, Face. Good, sir.
And a clean whip, shall ease you of that fear. Sub. Off with your case,
I am the Spanish don, that should be cozened, And greet her kindly, as a bridegroom should, Do you see? Cozened! Where's your captain After these common hazards.
Sur. Oh, make your approach, good captain. Would Dol were in her place to pick his pockets I have found, from whence your copper rings Face. Why, you can do it as well, if you would come now, wherewith you cheat abroad in ta
set to it. I pray you prove your virtue.
And this doctor, Sub. For your sake, sir,
[Ereunt. Your sooty, smoaky-bearded compeer, he