The golden age. Or The liues of Iupiter and Saturne, with the deifying of the heathen gods As it hath beene sundry times acted at the Red Bull, by the Queenes Maiesties Seruants. Written by Thomas Heyvvood.
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- The golden age. Or The liues of Iupiter and Saturne, with the deifying of the heathen gods As it hath beene sundry times acted at the Red Bull, by the Queenes Maiesties Seruants. Written by Thomas Heyvvood.
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Heer's a coyle to keep fire and tow a sunder. I won∣der the King should shut his daughter vp so close: for any thing I see, she hath no minde to a man.
Content your selfe, you speake according to your age and appetite. We that are full fed may praise fast. We that in our heate of youth haue drunke our bellyfuls, may deride those that in the heate of their blouds are athirst. I measure her by what I was, not by what I am. Appetite to loue neuer failes an old woman, till cracking of nuts leaues her. When Danae hath no more teeth in her head then you and I, Il'e trust a man in her company, and scarce then: for if we examine our selues, wee haue euen at these yeares, qualmes, and rhumes, and deuises comes ouer our stomakes, when we but look on a proper man.
That's no question, I know it by my selfe, and whil'st I stand centinell, I'le watch her for that I warrant her.
And haue we not reason, considering the penalty?
If any stand centinel in her quarters, we shall keep quar∣ter here no longer. If the Princesse miscarry we shall make gun∣powder, and they say an old woman is better for that then Salt∣peter.
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Heauen be as chary of your Highnesse life, As we of Dana's honour. Now if shee bee a right woman, shee will haue a minde onely to loose that, which her father hath such care to keepe. There is a thing that commonly stickes vnder a womans stomacke.
What do we talking of things? there must be no med∣ling with things in this place, come let vs set our watch, and take our lodgings before the Princesse chamber,
Sirrah, now I haue sworne you to secrecy attend your (charge
Charge me to the mouth, and till you giue fire I'l not of.
Thou know'st I haue stuft my packe with rich iewels, to purchase one iewell worth all these.
If your pretious stones were set in that Iewell it would be braue wearing.
If we get entrance, sooth me vp in all things: & if I haue recourse to the Princesse, if at any time thou seest me whisper to her, find some tricke or other to blinde the Beldams eyes.
Shee that hath the best eyes of them all, I haue a trick to make her nose stand in her light.
No more K. Iupiter but goodman Pedler, remember that
I haue my memorandums about mee. As I can beare a packe, so I can beare a braine, & now I talke of a packe, though I know not of the death of any of your freinds, I am sorry for your heauinesse.
Nay do you take the rope in your hand for lucke sake. The morall is, because you shall ring all-in.
I care not if I take thy counsell.
To the gate, to the gate, and know who 'tis ere you open.
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I learn't that in my youth, still to know who knockt before I would open.
Saue you gentle Matrons: may a man be so bold as aske what he may call this rich and stately Tower?
It may be cal'd the tower of Barren for ought I see, for heere is none but are past children.
Now gold proue thy true vertue. Thou canst all things and therefore this.
Comes he wlth presents, and shall he vnpacke at the gate? nay come into the Porters lodge good Pedlers.
That Lady hath some manners, shee hath bene well brought vp I warrant her.
And I can tell thee pedler, thou hast that curtesy that neuer any man yet found but the King Acrisius.
Shut the gate for feare the King come, and if he ring clap the Pedlers into some of you old rotten corners. And hath K. Iupiter bene at all this cost? hee's a courteous Prince, & boun∣tifull. Keepe you the pedler cōpany, my Lady shall see mine too.
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Meane you the Princesse Danae? I haue tokens from Iupiter to her too.
Runne, runne, you that haue the best legges, and tell my Lady. But haue you any more of the same?
Haue we quoth he? We haue things about vs, wee haue not shewed yet, and that euery one must not see, would make those few teeth in your head to water, I would haue you thinke, I haue ware too as well as my Mayster.
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Sirrah shew all your wares, and let those Ladies best please themselues.
Not all at these yeares. I spy his knauery. Now would he haue mee keepe them busied, whilst he courts the Lady.
Doth my Lady want nothing?
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As for example, heer's a silner bodkin, this is to re∣moue dandriffe, and digge about the roots of your siluer-hair'd furre. This is a tooth-picker, but you hauing no teeth, heere is for you a corrall to rub your gums. This is cald a Maske.
Gramarcy for this, this is good to hide my wrinckles, I neuer see of these afore.
Then you haue one wrinckle more behinde. You that are dim ey'd put this pittifull spectacle vpon your nose.
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My Lady calls. Wee haue trifled the night till bed∣time. Some attend the Princesse: others see the Pedlers pack't out of the gate.
Will you thrust vs out to seeke our lodging at Mid∣night. We haue paid for our lodging, a man would thinke, we might haue laine cheaper in any Inne in Arges?
Consider all things, we haue no reason to deny that.
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What need we feare? alas they are but Pedlars, and the greatest Prince that breathes would be aduis'd ere he durst presume to court the princesse Danae.
He court a princesse? hee lookes not with the face. Well pedlers, for this night take a nap upon some bench or o∣ther, and in the morning be ready to take thy yard in thy hand to measure me some stuffe, and so to be gone before day. Well, good-night, we must attend our princesse.
Not all things, by your leaue. All the gold in Creete cannot get one of you old Crones with childe. But shall we go sleepe?
Hey-ho, Sleepe may enter in at my mouth, if he be no bigger then a two-peny-loafe.
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I would I were out of this tower of Brasse, & from all these brazen fac't Beldams: if we should fall asleepe, and the King come and take vs napping, where were we? My Lord staies long, & the night growes short, the thing you wot of hath cost him a simple sort of Iewels. But if after all this cost, the thing you wot of would not do: If the pedler should shew himselfe
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a pidler, he hath brought his hog's to a faire market. Fye vpon it, what a snorting forward and backeward these Beldams keep? But let them sleepe on, some in the house I am sure are awake, and stirring too, or I misse my aime. Well, here must I sit and waite the good howre, till the gate be open, and suffer my eyes to do that, which I am sure my cloake neuer will, that is, to take nap.
Where be these Pedlers? nay quickly, for heauen sake: the gate is open, nay when? fare-well my honest friends,
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and do our humble duties to the great King Iupiter.