The fatall dovvry a tragedy. As it hath beene often acted at the Priuate House in Blackefryers, by his Maiesties Seruants. Written by P.M. and N.F.

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The fatall dovvry a tragedy. As it hath beene often acted at the Priuate House in Blackefryers, by his Maiesties Seruants. Written by P.M. and N.F.
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Massinger, Philip, 1583-1640.
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London :: Printed by Iohn Norton, for Francis Constable, and are to be sold at his shop at the Crane, in Pauls Church-yard,
1632.
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Enter Liladam, Taylor, Officers.
Lila.
VVHy 'tis both most vnconscionable, and vntimely T' arrest a gallant for his cloaths, before He has worne them out: besides you sayd you ask'd My name in my Lords bond but for me onely, And now you'l lay me vp for't. Do not thinke The taking measure of a customer By a brace of varlets though I rather wait Neuer so patiently, will proue a fashion Which any Courtier or ••••nes of court man Would follow willingly.
Tayl.
There I beleeue you. But sir, I must haue present moneys, or Assurance to secure me, when I shall. — Or I will see to your comming forth.
Lila.
Plague on', You haue prouided for my enterance in: That comming forth you talke of, concernes me. What shall I doe? you haue done me a disgrace In the arrest, but more in giing cause To all the street, to thinke I cannot stand Without these two supporters for my armes: Pray you let them loose me: for their satisfaction I will not run away.
Tayl.
For theirs you will not, But for your owne you would; looke to them fllows.
Lila.
Why doe you call them fellows? doe not wrong

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Yor reputation so, as you are meerely A Taylor, faythfull, apt to beleeue in Gallants You are a companion at a ten crowne supper For cloth of bodkin, and may with one Larke Eate vp three manchets, and no man obserue you, Or call your trade in question for't. But when You study your debt-booke, and hold correspondence With officers of the hanger, and leaue swordmen, The learned conclude, the Taylor and Sergeant In the expression of a knaue are these To be Synonima. Looke therefore to it, And let vs part in peace, I would be loth You should vndoe y••••r e••••e.
Tayl.
To let you goe
Enter old Nouall, and Pontalier.
Were the next way. But see! heeres your old Lord, Let him bu giue his word I shall be paide, And you are free.
Lila.
S' lid, I will put him to't: I can be but denied: or what say you? His Lordship owing me three times your debt, If you arrest him at my suite, and let me Goe run before to see the action entred. 'Twould be a witty iest.
Tayl.
I must haue ernest: I cannot pay my debts so.
Pont.
Can your Lordship Imagine, while I liue and weare a sword, Your sonnes death shall be reueng'd?
Nou se.
I know not One reason why you should not doe like others: I am sure, of all the herd that fed vpon him, I cannot see in any, now hee's gone, In pitty or in thankfulnesse one true signe Of sorrow for him.
Pont.
All his bounties yet Fell not in such vnthankefull ground: 'tis true

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He had weakenesses, but such as few are free from, And though none sooth'd them lesse then I: for now To say that I foresaw the dangers that Would rise from cherishing them, were but vntimely. I yet could wish the iustice that you seeke for In the reuenge, had bin trusted to me, And not the vncertaine issue of the lawes: 'Tas rob'd me of a noble testimony Of what I durst doe for him: but howeuer, My forfait life redeem'd by him though dead, Shall doe him seruice.
Nou. se.
As farre as my griefe Will giue me leaue, I thanke you.
Lila.
Oh my Lord, Oh my good Lord, deliuer me from these furies.
Pont.
Arrested? This is one of them whose base And obiect flattery helpt to digge his graue: He is not worth your pitty, nor my anger. Goe to the basket and repent.
Nou. se.
Away I onely know now to hate thee deadly: I will doe nothing for thee.
Lila.
Nor you, Captaine.
Pont.
No, to your trade againe, put off this case, It may be the discouering what you were, When your vnfortunate master tooke you vp, May moue compassion in your creditor. Confese the truth.
Exit Nouall se. Pont.
Lila.
And now I thinke on't better, I will, brother, your hand, your hand, sweet brother. I am of your sect, and my gallantry but a dreame, Out of which these two fearefull apparitions Against my will haue wak'd me. This rich sword Grew suddenly out of a taylors bodkin; hese hangers from my vailes and fees in Hell: And where as now this beauer sits, full often A thrifty cape compos'd of broad cloth lists, Here kin vnto the cushion where I sate

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Crosse-leg'd, and yet vngartred, hath beene seene, Our breakefasts famous for the buttred loaues, I haue with ioy bin oft acquainted with, And therefore vse a conscience, though it be Forbidden in our hall towards other men, To me that as I haue beene, will againe Be of the brotherhood.
Offi.
I know him now: He was a prentice to Le Robe at Orleance.
Lila.
And from thence brought by my young Lord, now dead, Vnto Dijon, and with him till this houre Hath bin receiu'd here for a compleate Mounsieur. Nor wonder at it: for but tythe our gallants, Euen those of the first ranke, and you will finde In euery ten, one: peraduenture two, That smell ranke of the dancing schoole, or fiddle, The pantofle or pressing yro: but hereafter Weele talke of this. I will surrender vp My suites againe: there cannot be much losse, 'Tis but the trning of the lace, with ones Additions more you know of, and what want I will worke out.
Tayl.
Then here our quarrell ends. The gallant is turn'd Taylor, and all friends.
Exeunt.
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