The jealous lovers A comedie presented to their gracious Majesties at Cambridge, by the students of Trinity-Colledge. Written by Thomas Randolph, Master of Arts, and fellow of the house.

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The jealous lovers A comedie presented to their gracious Majesties at Cambridge, by the students of Trinity-Colledge. Written by Thomas Randolph, Master of Arts, and fellow of the house.
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Randolph, Thomas, 1605-1635.
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[Cambridge] :: Printed by [Thomas and John Buck] the printers to the Universitie of Cambridge,
Ann. Dom. 1632.
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SCEN. VIII.
Enter Asotus in arms with a drum and trumpet, attended by Thrasimachus, Hyperb. Bom. Chaer, Simo. Phryne.
Asot.
IF there be any Knight that dares lay claim To beauteous Phryne,—(as I hope there's none) I dare him to th' encounter; let him meet me Here in the lists:—If he be wise he dare not, But will consider danger in the action. I'le winne her with my sword:—mistake me not, I challenge no man. He who dares pretend A title to a hair, —shall sup with Pluto: 'Twere cooler supping in another place. No champion yet appeare?—I would fain fight.
Phron.

Sir, if you want a champion, I am for you.

Asot.

I ha' no quarrell to thee, Amazon.

Phron.

I must have a husband too, and I will have a husband; I, and I will have you: I can hold out no longer: I am weary of eat∣ing choak and coals, and begin to dislike the feeding on oat-meal. The thought of so many marriages together has almost lost my maiden-head.

Asot.
Why, thou shalt have my father: though he be old, He's rich, and will maintain thee bravely. Dad, What think you on't?
Sim.
Thou'lt make me, boy, too hap She shall have anything.
Phron.
You will let me make My own conditions.
Sim.

What thou wilt, my girle.

Phron.
I will feed high, go rich, have my six horses, And my embroyder'd coach, ride where I list, Have all the gallants in the town to visit me, Maintain a pair of little legs to go On idle messages to all the Madams.

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You shall deny no Gentleman entertainment And when we kisse and toy, be it your cue To nod and fall asleep.
Sim.

With all my heart.

Asot.
Then take him Girle, he will not trouble thee long. For Mars being orientall unto Saturn, And occidentall to the Sunne, proclaims He is short-liv'd.
Phryn.
Well Sir, for want of a better, I am content to take you.
Asot.

Joyn 'um, Priest.

Priest.

Thus I conjoyn you in religious bands.

Asot.

Now usher Phryne to my amorous arms.

Priest.
The generous Asotus and fair Phryne Present their vows unto thee, gracious Hymen.
Sext.

I forbid the banes.

Staph.

I forbid the banes.

They speak out of the coffin.

As.
And can there be no weddings without prodigies? This is th' impediment, the Azymenes Or Planetary hindrance threatned me. By the Almutes of the seventh house, In an aspect of Tetragon radiation, If Luna now be corporally joyn'd, I may o'recome th' aversenesse of my starres.
Tyn.
Sir, as you clear'd our doubts, I will cleare yours. See you these ghosts? Well Sexton, take heed hereafter How you rob the dead; some of 'um may cozen you.
Sext.
Pardon me, Sir; I seriously vow Henceforth to rob no creature but the living.
Tyn.

Well, you shall both fast to night, and take penance at the lower end of the table in these sheets, and that shall be your pu∣nishment.

Asot.
Phryne, I take thee for my loving spouse.
Phryn.
And I take you for my obedient husband.
Priest.

And I conclude the tie.

Asot.

Ha, you sweet rogue!

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