The feign'd curtizans, or, A nights intrigue a comedy : as it is acted at the Dukes Theatre / written by Mrs. A. Behn.

ACT V. SCENE I.

Enter Petro, Tickletext, from the Garden.

Tick.

HAste honest Barberacho, before the day discover us to the wicked world, and that more wicked Galliard!

Pet.

Well Signior, of a bad turn 'twas a good one, that he took you for Sir Signal! the scandal lys at his door now Sir,—so the Lad∣ders fast, you may now mount and away.—

Tick.

Very well go your ways, and commend me honest Barberacho to the young Gentlewomen! and let her kno•…•… as soon as I may be cer∣tain to run no hazard in my Reputation, I'le visit her again!

Pet.

I'le warrant ye Sigmor for the future!

Tick.

So, now get you gone lest we be discover'd!

Pet.

Farewell Signior, a bon viage.

[Ex. Pet. Tick. descends.

Tick.

'Tis marvellous dark, and I have lost my Lanthorn in the fray!

[Groping]

—hah—where abouts am I—hum—what have we here!—ah help help help!

[stumbles at the Well, gets hold of the rope and slides down in the Bucket.

I shall be drown'd, fire! fire, fire, for I have water enough! Oh for some house,—some street, nay wou'd Rome it self were a second time in flames, that my delive∣rance might be wrought by the necessity for water,—but no human help is nigh—oh.

[Enter Sir Sig. as before.

Sir Sig.

Did ever any Knight adventurer, run through so many dis∣asters in one Night! my worshipful carkass has been cudgel•…•…d most plentifully, first bang'd for a coward, which by the way was none of my fault, I cannot help Nature! then clawd away for a Diavillo! there I was the fool! but who can help that too! frighted with Gall's coming into an Ague, then chimney'd into a Feavor, where I had a fine regale of soot, a perfume which nothing but my Cacamarda Orangate cou•…•…d excell! and which I finde by—

[snufs]

my smelling has defac'd Na∣tures mage, and a second time made me be suspected for a devil!—let me see,—

[Opens his Lanthorn and looks on his hands

—'tis so—I am in a clenly pickle! if my face be of the same peice, I am fit to scare away old Belzebub himselfe faith:

[Wipes his face.

—Ay—'tis so—like to like quoth the devil to the Collier! well I'le home, scrub my self clean if possible, get me to bed, devise a hand∣some lye to excuse my long stay to my Governor and all's well, and the man has his Mare again!

[shuts his Lanthorn and gropes away, runs a∣gainst the Well.

—que questo

[feels gently.]

make me thankfull 'tis substantial wood! by your leave—

[Opens his Lanthorn.

how! a Well! sent by providence that I may wash my self, lest peo∣ple smoke me by the scent, and beat me anew for stinking:

[sets down his Lanthorn, pulls of his Masking coat, and goes to draw water.

'Tis a damnable heavy Bucket, now do I fancy I shall look when I am washing my self, like the signe of the Labour in vain.

Tick.

So my cry is gone forth, and I am delivered by Miracle from this Dungeon of death and darkness: this cold Element of destru∣ction.—

Sir Sig.

Hah—sure I heard a dismal hollow voice.—

[Tick. appears in the Bucket, above the Well.

Tick.

What art thou com'st in charity.—

Sir Sig.

Ah le Diavillo! le Diavillo! le Diavillo.—

[Lets go the Bucket, and is running frighted away.

Enter Fillamour and Page, he returns.

—How a man! was ever wretched wite so miserable, the devil at one hand, and a Roman Night-walker at the other! which danger shall I choose!—

[Gets to the door of the house.

Tick.

So, I am got up at last—thanks to my Knight, for I am sure 'twas he! hah he's here—I'le hear his business.

[Goes neer to Fillamour.

Fill.

Confound this woman! this bewitching woman, I cannot shake her from my sullen heart, Spight of my Soul I linger here abouts; And cannot to Vitterbo.

Tick.

Very good! a dainty Rascall this!

Enter Galliard with a Lanthorn, as from Silvia's house, held by Philipa.

Fill.

—Hah who's this coming from her house, perhaps 'tis Galliard!

Gall.

No Argument shall fetch me back by Heaven?

Fill.

'Tis the mad Rogue!

Tick.

Oh Lord 'tis Galliard! and angry too, now cou'd I but get off and leave Sir Signal to be beaten, 'twere a rare project,—but 'tis im∣possible without discovery.

Fill.

But will you hear her Signior!

Gall.

That is, will I lose more time about her! plague on't I have thrown away already such Songs, and sonets, such Madrigalls and •…•…o∣sies, such Night walks, sighs, and direfull Lovers looks, as wou'd have mollify'd any woman of Conscience and Religion! and now to be popt 'ith mouth with Quality! well if ever you catch me lying with any but honest well meaning Damzells hereafter hang me:—farewell old secret farewell!

[Ex. Philipa.

—Now am I asham'd of being cuzend so damnably, Fillamour that virtuous Rascall will so laugh at me! s'heart cou'd I but have debaucht him, we had been on equall terms,—but I must help my self with ly∣ing, and swear I have—a—

Fill.

You shall not need, I'le keep your counsel Sir!

Gall.

Hah—este vous la!—

Tick.

How Fillamour all this while, some comfort yet, I am not the only professor that dissembles! but how to get away.—

Gall.

Oh Harry, the most damnably defeated!

[A noise of swords.

Fill.

Hold! what noise is that! two men coming this way as from the house of the Curtizans.

[Enter Julio backwards fighting Octavio and bravo'•…•…!

Gall.

Hah on retreating,—sdeath I've no sword!

Enter Julio and Octavio fighting.

Fill.

Here's one! I'le take my Pages!

[Takes the Boys sword.

Gall.

Now am I mad for mischief, here hold my Lanthorn Boy!

[They fight on Julio's side, and fight Octavio out at tother side! Enter Laura a•…•…d Sabina! at the sore-door—which is the same, where Sir Signal stands, Tick. groping up that way! finds Sir Sig. just entering in: Lau. and Sab. pass over the stage.

Sir Sig.

Hah a door open! I care not who it belongs too, 'tis bet∣ter dying within doors like a man then in the street like a dog!

[Going in Tick. in great fear comes up and pulls him.

Tick.

Signior! a gentle Signior, whoe're ye are that owns this Man∣sion, I beseech you to give protection to a wretched man! half dead with fear and injury!

Sir Sig.

Nay, I defy the devil to be more dead with fear then I!—Sig∣nior you may enter! perhaps 'tis some body that will make an excuse for us both,—but hark they return!

[And both go in: just after Laura and Sabina enter.

Lau.

He's gone! he's gone! perhaps for ever gone,—tell me thou silly manager of Love! how got this Ruffian in, how was it possible without thy knowledge,—he cou'd get admittance.

Sab.

Now as I hope to live and learn I know not Madam! unless he follow'd you when you let in the Cavalier, which being by dark he

easily conceal'd himself; no doubt some Lover of the Silvianetta's who mistaking you for her! took him too for a Rival!

Lau.

'Tis likely, and my Fortune is too blame, my cursed Fortune Who like Misers, deals her scanty bountys with so slow a hand, That or we dy before the blessing falls, Or have it snatcht ere we can call it ours!

[Raving.]

To have him in my house, to have him kinde! Kind as young Lovers when they meet by stelth: As fond as Age to Beauty! and as soft, As Love and wit cou'd make impatient youth, Preventing even my wishes and desires, —Oh Gods! and then! even then to be defeated, Then from my ore joy'd Arms to have hi•…•… snatch't; Then when our vows, had made our freedome lawfull! What Maid cou'd suffer a surprise so cruel! —The day begins to break,—go search the streets, And bring me news he's safe or I am lost.

[Enter Gall. Fill. and Julio.

Fill.

Galliard! where art thou!

Gall.

Here safe and by thy side.—

Lau.

'Tis he!

Jul.

Who ere he were, the Rogue fought like a fury, and but for your timely aid I'de been in some danger!

Fill.

But Galliard, thou wert telling me thy adventure with Silvia∣netta! there may be comfort in't.

Lau.

So, now I shall hear with what concern he speaks of me.-

[aside.

Gall.

Oh damn her, damn her!

Lau.

Hah!

[Aside.

Gall.

The very'st jilt that ever learnt the Art.

Lau.

Heavens!

Gall.

Death the whore took me, for some Amorous English Elder Brother! and was for Matrimony in the devils name! thought me a loving fool, that nere had seen so glorious a sight before! and wou'd at any rate enjoy!

Lau.

Oh Heavens! I am amaz'd! How much he differs from the thing he was, but a few minutes since.

[Aside.

Gall.

And to advance her price, set up for Quality! may swore she was a Maid! and that she did but Act the Curtizan!

Lau.

Which then he seem'd to give a credit too,—oh the for∣sworn dissembler.

Gall.

But when I came to the matter then in debate, she was for Honourable Love forsooth, and wou'd not yield no marry wou'd she, not under a Licence from the Parson of the Parish.

Jul.

Who was it prethee, 'twere a good deed to be so reveng'd on her!

Gall.

Pox on her no, I'me sure she's a damn'd gipsie, for at the same

time she had her Lovers in reserve, lay hid in her Bed-Chamber.

Lau.

'Twas that he took unkindly. And makes me guilty of that rude Address!

Fill.

Another Lover had she!

Gall.

Yes, our Coxcomb Knight Buffoon, laid by for a rellishing bit, in case I prov'd not season'd to her minde.

Lau.

Hah! he knew him then!

Gall.

But damn her, she passes with the Night, the day will bring new Objects.

Fill.

Oh I do not doubt it Frank!

Lau.

False and inconstant! Oh I shall rave Siilvio.—

[Aside to Silv.

Enter Cornelia! in Mans Cloathes with a Letter.

Cor.

Here be the Cavaliers! give me kinde Heaven but hold of him, and if I keep him not, I here renounce my charms of wit and Beauty?—Signiors, is there a Cavalier amongst ye call'd Fillamour.

Fill.

I own that name; what wou'd you Sir.

Cor.

Only deliver this Signior.

[Fill. goes aside opens his Lanthorn and reads, Jul. and Gall talk aside.

Fill.

[Reads.]

I'le only tell you I am Brother to that Marcella whom you have injur'd; to oblige you to meet me an hour hence, in the Piazo Despagnia! I need not say with your sword in your hand, since you will there meet,—Julio Sebastiano, Murisim:—hah! her Brother sure—return'd from Travel,

[Aside.

—Signior—I will not fail to answer it as he desires,

[to Cornelia.

I'le take this opportunity to steal off undiscover'd,

[Aside going out.

Cor.

So I've done my sisters business, now for my own.

Gall.

But my good friend, pray what adventure have you been on to Night.

Jul.

Faith Sir, 'twas like to have prov'd a pleasant one, I came just now from the Silvianetta,—the fair young Curtizan.

Cor.

Hah! what said the man—came from me!

[Aside.

Gall.

How Sir, you with Silvianetta! when?

Jul.

Now, all the dear live long Night.

Cor.

A pox take him, who can this be?—

[Aside.

Gall.

This Night! this Night! that is not yet departed!

Jul.

This very happy Night:—I told you I saw a lovely woman at St. Peters Church.

Gall.

You did so.

Jul.

I told you too I follow'd her home, but cou'd learn neither her Name nor quality, but my Page getting ino the acquaintance of one of hers, brought me news of both: her Name Silvianetta, her quality a Curtizan!

Cor.

I at Church yesterday! Now hang me if I had any such devout thoughts about me, whe what a damn'd scandalous Rascall this.

Jul.

Fill'd with hopes of success, at Night I made her a visit, and under her window had a skirmish with some Rival, who was then se∣rinading her:

Gall.

Was't he that fought us then,—

[Aside]

—but it seems you were not mistaken in the house,—on with your story pray—death I grow jealous now,—

[Aside]

you came at Night you said?—

Jul.

Yes, and was receiv'd at the door, by the kind Silvianetta, who softly whisper'd me, come to my bosome and be safe for ever! and doubtless took me for some happier man.

Lau.

Confusion on him, 'twas my very language!

[Aside raving.

Jul.

Then led me by dark, into her Chamber!

Cor.

Oh this damn'd lying Rascall! I do this?

[Aside.

Jul.

But oh the things, the dear obliging things, the kinde the fair young charmer said and did.

Gall.

To thee!

Jul.

To me.

Gall.

Did Silvianetta do this, Silvianetta the Curtizan.

Jul.

That passes Sir for such, but is indeed of quality.

Cor.

This stranger is the devil! how shou'd he know that secret else.

Jul.

She told me too 'twas for my sake alone, whom from the first minute she saw, she Lov'd! she had assum'd that Name and that dis∣guise, the sooner to invite me.

Lau.

'Tis plain, the things I utter'd!—oh my heart!

Gall.

Curse on the publique jilt, the very flattery she wou'd have past on me.

Cor.

Pox take him, I must draw on him, I cannot hold!

[Aside,

Gall.

Was ever such a whore.

Lau.

Oh that I knew this man, whom by mistake!

[Aside,

I lavisht all the secrets of my soul too!

[Aside,

Jul.

I prest for something more then dear expressions, And found her yield apace, But sighing told me, of a fatall Contract, She was oblig'd to make to one she never saw, And yet if I wou'd vow to Marry her, when she cou'd prove to Merrit it, she wou'd deny me nothing.

Lau.

'Twas I, by Heaven that heedless fool was I.

Jul.

Which I with Lovers eager joy perform'd, And on my knees utter'd the hasty words, Which she repeated ore and gave me back!

Gall.

So, he has swallow'd with a vengeance the very bait she had prepar'd for me, or anybody that wou'd bite.

[Aside,

Jul.

But ere I cou'd receive the dear reward of all my vows, I was drawn upon, by a man that lay hid in her Chamber: Whether by chance or design I know not, who fought me out, And was the same you found me engag'd with.

Cor.

A pleasant Rascall this, as ere the devil taught his lesson too.

Gall.

So, my comfort is she has jilted him too most damnably.

Cor.

'Slife I have anger enough to make me valiant, why shou'd I not make use on't, and beat this lying Villain whilst the sit holds.

Gall.

And you design to keep these vows, though you're contracted to another woman?

Jul.

I neither thought of breaking those, or keeping these, My soul was all imploy'd another way.

Lau.

—It shall be so,—Silvio—I've thought upon a way that must redeem all,—hark and observe me.—

[Takes Sil. and whispers to him.

Jul.

But I'me impatient to pursue my adventure, Which I must endeavour to do, before the light discover the mistake;—Farewell Sir.

[Ex. Julio.

Gall.

Go and be ruin'd quite, she has the knack of doing it.

Silv.

I'le warrant ye Madam for my part.

[Ex. Laura!

Gall.

—I have a damn'd hankering after this woman, why cou'd not I have put the cheat on her, as Julio has, I stand as little on my word as he! a good round Oath or two had done the business,—but a pox on't I lov'd too well to be so wise.

[Silvio comes up to him.

Sab.

Conlicentia Signior! Is your name Galliard?

Gall.

I am the man sweet-heart,—let me behold thee—hah—Sans Cour's! Page.

Sab.

A dews of his Lanthorn, what shall I say now?

[Aside.

—Softly Signior, I am that Page whose chiefest business is to attend my Lords Mistriss Sir.

Cor.

His Mistress: whose Mistress, what Mistress; s'life how that lit∣tle word has nettled me!

[Aside listening close.

Gall.

Upon my life the woman that he boasted of.

[Aside hugging himself.

—a fair young Amorous—Noble—Wanton a—And she wou'd speak with me my lovely boy?

Sab.

You have prevented the commands I had! but should my Lord know of it;—

Gall.

Thou wert undone! I understand thee— And will be as secret as a Confessor— As lonely shades, or everlasting Night—come lead the way.—

Cor.

Where I will follow thee, though to the bed of her thou'rt go∣ing too, and even prevent thy very business there.—

[Aside.

Exeunt.

Enter Laura as before in a Night-gown. Scone, A Chamber.

Lau.

Now for a power that never yet was known To charm this stranger quickly into love,

Assist my eyes thou God of kinde desires; Inspire my language with a moving force That may at once gain and secure the Victory.

Enter Sil.

Sab.

Madam your Lovers here: your time's but short, consider too Count Julio may arrive!

Lau.

Let him arrive! having secur'd my self of what I love, I'le leave him to complain his unknown losse To carelesse winds as pittyless as I: Sabina see the Rooms Be fill'd with lights! whilst I prepare my self to entertain him. Darkness shall ne're deceive me more—

[Enter to Sil. Gall. gazing•…•… about him Cor. peeping at the door.

Gall.

All's wonderous rich,—Gay as the Court of love, But still and silent as the shades of death;—Hah—Musick! and Excellent!

[Soft Musick whilst they speak,

Poxon't—but where's the woman—! need no preparation.—

Cor.

No you are always provided for such incounters and can fall too Sans Ceremony,—but I may spoil you stomack.

[A Song tuning

Gall.

A voice too, by Heaven and 'tis a sweet one: Grant she be young and I'le excuse the rest. Yet vie for pleasure with the happyest Roman!

[The Song as by Laura, after which soft Musick till she enters.

The SONG By a Person of Quality.

FArewell the World and mortal cares The ravisht Strephon cry'd, As full of joy and tender tears He lay by •…•…hillis side: Let others toyl for wealth and fame, Whilst not one thought of mine, At any other bliss shall aim, But those dear arms, but those dear arms of thine.

Still let me gaze on thy bright eyes, And hear thy charming tongue, I nothing askt' increase my joys But thus to feel'em long; In close embraces let us lye, And spend our lives to come, Then let us both together dye And be each others, be each others Tomb.

—Death I am fir'd already with her voice.—

Cor.

So, I am like to thrive,—

[Enter Julio.

Jul.

What mean these lights in every room, as if to make the day without the Sun: and quite destroy my hopes!—hah Galliard here!

Cor.

A man! grant it some Lover, or some Husband Heaven! Or any thing that will but spoil the sport, The Lady! oh blast her! how fair she is.

[Enter Laura with her Lute drest in a careless rich dress, follow'd by Sabina to whom she gives her Lute.

Jul.

Hah! 'tis the same woman!

[Sees Julio and starts

Lau.

A stranger here! what Art can help me now.—

[She pauses.

Gall.

By all my joys a lovely woman 'tis,

Lau.

Help me deceipt, dissembling, all that's woman—

[She starts and gazes on Gall. pulling Silvio

Cor.

Sure I shou'd know that face.—

Lau.

Ah look my Silvio! is't not he!—it is! That smile, that Air, that meen, that Bow is his! 'Tis he by all my hopes, by all my wishes!

Gall.

He, yes yes, I am a He, I thank my stars And never blest'em half so much for being so, As for the dear variety of woman!

Cor.

Curse on her charms shee'l make him love in earnest.

Lau.

It is my Brother! and report was false!

[Going towards him.

Gall.

How her Brother! Gad I'me sorry we're so neer akin with all My soul; for I am damnably pleas'd with her!

Lau.

Ah why do ye shun my Arms—or are ye Ayr! And not to be inclos'd in human twines— Perhaps you are the Ghost of that dead Lord! That comes to whisper vengance to my soul.

Lau.

Shart! a Ghost! this is an odd preparative to 'love.

(Aside.

Cor.

'Tis Laura! my Brother Julio's Mistress, and Sister to Octavio!

Gall.

Death, Madam, do not scare away my love, with tales of Ghosts, and fancies of the dead, I'le give ye proofs I'me living lo∣ving man, as errant an Amorous a Mortall as heart can wish—I hope she will not jilt me too.

[Aside

Cor.

So! he's at his common proof for all Arguments If she shou'd take him at his word now, and she'l be sure to do't.

Lau.

Amiable stranger pardon the mistake! And charge it on my passion for a Brother! Devotion was not more retir'd then I, Vestals, or widow'd Matrons when they weep, Till by a fatall chance I saw in you; The dear resemblance of a Murther'd Brother!

[Weeps.

Jul.

What the devil can she mean by this.

[Aside.

Lau.

I durst not trust my eyes, yet still I gaz'd, And that encreas'd my faith you were my Brother, But since they err'd, and he indeed is dead, Oh give me leave to pay you all that love, That tenderness and passion that was his!

[Weeping.

Cor.

So, I knew she wou'd bring matters about some way or other, oh mischief mischief help me! 'slife I can be wicked enough when I have no use on't, and now I have, I'me as harmless as a fool.

[As Gall. is earnestly talking to Lau. Julio pulls him by the sleeve.

Lau.

Oh save me! save me from the Murderer!

Jul.

Hah!

Gall.

A Murderer where!

Lau.

I faint, I dye with horror of the sight.

Gall.

Hah—my friend a Murderer! sure you mistake him Madam, he saw not Rome till yesterday,—an honest youth Madam and one that knows his distance upon occasion!—'slife how cam'st thou here—prethee begone and leave us!

Jul.

Why do you know this Lady Sir.

Gall.

Know her!—a—ay ay—man—and all her Relations, she's of quality,—withdraw withdraw—Madam—a—he is my friend and shall be civil.—

Lau.

I have an easie faith for all you say,—but yet however inno∣cent he be or dear to you, I beg he woul'd depart—he is so like my brothers Murtherer, that one look more wou'd kill me—

Jul.

A Murtherer! charge me with cowardise, with Rapes or Trea∣sons—Gods a Murtherer!

Cor.

A devil on her! she has rob'd the sex of all their arts of cun∣ning.

Gall.

Pox on't thou'rt rude! go, in good manners go—

Lau.

I do conjure ye torture me no more, If you wou'd have me think you're not that Murtherer. Be gone—and leave your Friend to calm my heart Into some kinder thoughts!

Gall.

Ay, ay, prithee go! I'le be sure to do thy business for thee;

Cor.

Yes, yes, you will not fail to do a friendly part no doubt—

Jul.

'Tis but in vain to stay—I see she did mistake her man last Night, and 'twas to chance I am in debt for that good fortune!—I will retire to show my obedience Madam!

[Ex. Jul. Gall. going to the door with him.

Lau.

He's gone and left me Mistress of my wish! Descend ye little winged Gods of Love, Descend and hover round our bower of blisse, Play all in various forms about the youth;

[Aside.

And empty all our quivers at his heart:

[Gall. returns, she takes him by the hand.

—Advance thou dearer to my soul then kindred, Thou more then Friend or Brother, Let meaner Souls born base conceal the God! Love owns his Monarchy within my heart, So Kings that daign to visit humble roofs: Enter disguis'd, but in a Noble Palace, Own their great Power, and show themselves in glory.

Gall.

I am all transport with this sudain bliss, And want some kinde allay to sit my Soul for recompence.

Cor.

Yes, yes, my forward friend you shall have an allay, if all my Art can do't, to damp thee even to disappointment.

Gall.

My Souls all wonder now, let us retire, And gaze till I have softend it to Love.

[Going out is •…•…ot by Cor.

Cor.

Madam!

Lau.

More interruption!—hah.—

[Turns.

Cor.

My Master the young Count Julio.

Lau.

Julio!

Gall.

What of him.

[Aside.

Cor.

Being just now arriv'd at Rome!

Lau.

Heavens! arriv'd!

[Aside.

Cor.

Sent me to beg the Honour of waiting on you.

Lau.

Sure stranger you mistake!—

Cor.

If Madam you are Laura Lucretia!—

Gall.

Laura Lucretia! by Heaven the very woman he's to marry.

[Aside.

Lau.

This wou'd surprise a Virgin less resolv'd, But what have I to do with ought but Love!

[Aside.

—And can your Lord imagine this an hour, To make a ceremonious visit in!

Gall.

Ridles by Love! or is't some trick again.

[Aside.

Cor.

Madam, where vows are past, the want of ceremony may be pardon'd!

Lau.

I do not use to have my will disputed, Begone and let him know I'le be obey'd!

Cor.

'Slife she'l out-wit me yet,—

[Aside.

Madam I see this niceness is not general, —You can except some Lovers.

Gall.

My pert young confident depart, and let your Master know he'l finde a better welcome from the fair vain Curtizan, la Silvianetta! where he has past the Night and given his vows.

Lau.

Dearly devis'd and I must take the hint.

[Aside smiling.

Cor.

He knows me sure, and says all this to plague me.

[Aside.

My Lord, my Master with a Curtizan! he's but just now ariv'd.

Gall.

A pretty focward sawcy lying boy this! and may do well in time,—Madam believe him not, I saw his Master yesterday,—con∣verst with him,—I know him he's my friend!—'twas he that parted hence but now,—he told me all his passion for a Curtizan, scarce half an hour since.

Cor.

So!

Lau.

I do not doubt it, oh how I love him for this seasonable lye, —And can you think I'le see a perjur'd man,

[To Cor.

Who gives my intrest in him to another, —Do I not help ye out most Artfully.—

[And laughing to Gall.

Cor.

I see they are resolv'd to out face me.

Gall.

Nay vow'd to marry her!

Lau.

Heavens to marry her!

Cor.

To be conquer'd at my own weapon too,—lying 'tis a hard case!—

[Aside.

Gall.

Go boy you may be gone, you have your Answer childe, And may depart—come Madam let us leave him.

Cor.

Gone! no help, death I'le quarrel with him,—nay fight him,—Damn him,—rather then loose him thus,—stay Signior,

[Pulls him.

—You call me boy,—but you may finde your self mistaken Sir,—And know—I've that about me may convince ye,

[Showing his sword.

—'Thas done some Execution!

Gall.

Prethee on whom or what? small Village curs! The barking of a Mastive wou'd unman thee.

[Offers to go.

Cor.

Hold—follow me from the refuge of her Arms! As thou'rt a man, I do conjure thee do't: —'hope he will, I'le venture beating for't.

[Aside.

Gall.

Yes, my brisk—little Rascal—I will—a—

Lau.

By all that's good you shall not stir from hence, ho who waits there, Antonio, Silvio, Gaspero,

[Enter all]

—take that firce youth and bear him from my sight.

Cor.

You shall not need, 'slife these rough Rogues will be too hard for me,—'ve one prevention left,—farewell, Maist thou supply her with as feable Art, As I shou'd do, were I to play thy part.

[Goes out with the rest.

Gall.

He's gone! Now lets redeem our blessed minutes lost.

[Goin Scene changes to the Street.—

Piazo Despagnia!

Enter Julio alone.

Jul.

Now by this breaking daylight I cou'd rave, I knew she mi∣stook me last Night which made me so eager to improve my luckey minutes,—fure Galliard is not the man, I long to know the mistery,—hah—who's here—Fillamour.

[Enter Fillamour met by Marcella in Mans Clothes, they pass by each other—cock and justle.

Mar.

I take it—you are he I look for Sir!

Fill.

My Name is Fillamour.

Mar.

Mine,—Julio Sebastiano Murisini.

Jul.

Hah, my Name by Heaven.

[Aside.

Fill.

I doubt it not, since in that Lovely face, I see the charming Image of Marcella!

Jul.

Hah.—

Mar.

You might, ere Travel rufled me to man, —I shou'd return thy praise whilst I survey thee, But that I came not here for Complement,—draw.—

[Draws

Fill.

Why cause thou'rt like Marcella?

Mar.

That were sufficient reason for thy hate, But mine's because thou hast betray'd her basely; —She told me all the story of her Love, How well you meant, how honestly you swore, And with a thousand tears imploy'd my Aid: To break the contract she was forc't to make, T'Octavio, and give her to your Arms. I did, and brought you word of our design, —I need not tell ye what returns you made; Let it suffice my Sister was neglected, Neglected for a Curtizan,—a whore! I watcht and saw each circumstance of falshood,

Jul,

Damnation! what means this?

Fill.

I scorn to save my life by lyes or flatterys, But credit me, the Visit that I made, I durst have sworn had been to my Marcella! Her Face, her Eyes, her Beauty was the same, Only the business of her Language differ'd, And undeceiv'd my hope.

Mar.

In vain thou think'st to flatter me to faith,— When thou'dst my Sisters Letter in thy hand, which ended that dispute Even then I saw with what regret you read it: What care you took to disobey it too,— The shivering Maid, half dead with fears and terrors of the Night, In vain expected a relief from Love or thee, Draw that I may return her the glad news I have reveng'd her.

Jul.

Hold much mistaken youth! 'tis I am Julio, thou Fillamour know'st my Name, knows I ariv'd but yesterday at Rome, and heard the killing news of both my Sisters flights, Marcella and Cornelia,—and thou art some Imposture.

[To Marcella.

Mar.

If this now shou'd be true, I were in a fine condition.—

Fill.

Fled! Marcella fled!

Jul.

'Twas she I told thee yesterday was lost, But why art thou concern'd,—explain the Mistery!

Fill.

I lov'd her more then life! nay even than Heaven!

And dost thou question my concern for her, Say how! and why! and whether is she fled!

Jul.

Oh wou'd I knew, that I might kill her in her Lovers Arms, Or if I found her innocent, restore her to Octavio!

Fill.

To Octavio! and is my friendship of so little worth, You cannot think I merrit her.

Jul.

This is some trick between 'em! but I have sworn most solemn∣ly, have sworn by Heaven and my Honour to resign her, and I will do't or dye,—therefore declare quickly, declare where she's, or I will leave thee dead upon the place.

[To Marcella.

Mar.

So, death or Octavio, a pretty hopefull choice this.

Fill.

Hold! by Heaven you shall not touch a single hair, thus—will I guard the secret in his bosome.

[Puts himself between 'em draws.

Jul.

'Tis plain thoust injur'd me,—and to my Honour I'le sacrifice my friendship, follow me.

[Enter Petro and Cornelia.

Mar.

Ah Petro, fly fly swist and rescue him.—

[Exiunt Pet. with his sword in his hand.

Cor.

Oh have I found thee, fit for my purpose too. Come hast along with me,—thou must present my Brother Julio in∣stantly, or I am lost, and my projects lost, and my mans lost, and all's lost.

Enter Petro.

Pet.

Victoria, Victoria, your Cavaliers and Conqueror! the other wounded in his sword hand, was easily disarm'd.

Mar.

Then lets retire, if I am seen I'me lost,—Petro stay here for the Cavalier, and conduct him to me to this house;—I must be speedy now.—

Cor.

Remember this is Julio!

[Pointing to Marcella!

Pet.

I know your design and warrant ye my part:—hah Octavio.

Enter Octavio, Murisini, and Crapine.

Oct.

Now cowardise that everlasting infamy, dwell ever on my face, that men may point me out that hated Lover, that saw his Mistress false, stood tamely by whilst she repeated vows! nay was so infamous so dully tame, to hear her swear her hatred and aversion, yet still I calmly listend! thongh my sword were ready, and did not cut his throat for't.

Mur.

I thought, you'd said you'd fought.

Oct.

Yes, I did rouse at last and wak'd my wrongs, But like an Ass a patient fool of Honour, I gave him friendly Notice I wou'd kill him; And fought like prizers not as angry Rivals.

Mur.

Why that was hansome,—I love fair play what wou'd you else have done!

Oct.

Have fall'n upon him like a sudain storm,

[Enter Pet. and Fill.

quick unexpected in his height of Love:—see—see yonder! or I'me mistaken by this glimering day or that is Fillamour; now entering at her door, 'tis he by my revenge:—what say you Sir.

Mur.

By th' Mass I think it was he,—

Enter Julio.

Oct.

Julio I've caught the wantons in their toyl, I have 'em fast, thy sister and her Lover.

[Embraceshim.

Jul.

Eternal shame light on me, if they scape then!

Oct.

Follow me quick,—whilst we can get admittance.

Jul.

Where—here!

Oct.

Here,—come all and see her shame and my Revenge.

Jul.

And are you not mistaken in the house.

Oct.

Mistaken! I saw the Ravisher enter just now, thy Uncle saw it too, oh my Excessive joy, come if I lye—say I'me a dog a Villain!

[Exeunt as into the House.

Scene changes to a Chamber, Enter Sir Signal—a little groping.

Sir Sig.

There's no finding my way out,—and now does fear make me fancy,—this some Inchanted Castle.—

[Enter Tick. listening.

Tick.

Hah an Inchanted Castle!

Sir Sig.

Belonging to a monsterous Giant! who having spirited a∣way the King of Tropicipopicans Daughter, keeps her here inclos'd, and that I wandering Knight am by fickle Fortune sent to her deliverance.

[Tick. listens.

Tick.

How's that! spirited away the King of Tropicipopicans daugh∣ter! bless me what unlawfull wickedness is practic'd, in this Romish Heathenish Countreys!

[Aside.

Sir Sig.

And yet the devil of any dwarfe Squire or Damzel have I met with yet:—wou'd I were clenlily off a this business,—hah lights as I live! and people coming this way!—bless me from the Giant,—Oh Lord what shall I do.—

[Falls on his knees.

Tick.

I fear no Giants, having justice on my side, but Reputation makes me tender of my person!—hah—what's this a Curtain: I'le winde my self in this, it may secure me!

[Winds himself in a window Curtain.

Sir Sig.

—They're entering, what shall I do—hah—here's a cor∣ner! defend me from a Chimney.

[Creeps to the corner of the Window, and feels a space between Tick. legs and the corner, creeps in and stands up just behind Tickletext. Enter Gall. leading Laura! Sab. with lights just after 'em! Jul. Oct. Mur. and Crap.

Oct.

Just in the happy minute.

Gall.

I've sworn by every God! by every power divine! to Marry thee! and save thee from the Tyranny of a forc't Contract,—Nay Gad if I loose a fine wench for want of Oaths this bout the devil's in me.

Oct.

What think ye now Sir.

Jul.

Damnation on her, set my rage at liberty!

[Mur. holds him.

that I may kill 'em both!

Mur.

I see no cause for that, she may be virtuous yet.

Oct.

De ye think as such to pass her off on me,

Or that I'le bear the infamy of your Family, No I scorn her now, but can revenge my Honour on a Rival!

Mur.

Nay then I'le see fair play,—turn and defend thy life.

[goes to who turns.

Jul.

Whilst I do justice on the Prostitute!—hah—Gall.

Defend me 'tis the woman that I Love.

[He gazes! she runs to Gall.

Lau.

Octavio!

Oct.

Laura! my sister! persidious shamefull!—

[Offers to kill her.

Jul.

Hold! thy sister this? that sister I'me to marry! (wretched.

Lau.

Is this then Julio! and do all the powers conspire to make me

Oct.

May I be dumb for ever!

[Holds his sword down and looks sadly, Jul. holds Lau. by one hand pleads with Oct. with the other, Enter Fillamour and Pet.

Fill.

—Hah Galliard! in danger too!

[Draws.

[steps to 'em! Mur. puts between.

Oct.

Fillamour here, how now what's the matter friend.

[they talk whilst Enter Marcella and Cornelia.

Cor.

Hah new broyls, sure the devil's broke loose to Night!—my Uncle as I live!

[Mur. pleads between Fill. and Octavio.

Mar.

And Octavio! where shall we fly for safety!

Cor.

I'le ene trust to my Breeches! 'tis too late to retreat!—'slife here be our Cavaliers too, nay then nere fear falling into the Enemies hands!

Fill.

〈◊〉〈◊〉, I fled with Marcella! had I been blest with so much Love from her, I wou'd have boasted on't 'ith face of Heaven.

Mur.

La ye Sir.

[To Octavio!

Fill.

The lovely Maid, I own I have a passion for, But by the powers above the flame was sacred, And wou'd no more have past the bounds of Honour, Or hospitallity! then I wou'd basely Murther! and were she free, I wou'd from all the World make her for ever mine.

Mur.

Look ye Sir, a plain case this.

Gall.

He tells ye simple truth Sir.

Oct.

Was it not you, this scarce past Night I fought with here, in the house by dark! just when you had exchanged your vows with her!

Lau.

Heavens! was it he•…•…?

[Aside.

Fill.

This minute was the first I ever entred here!

Jul.

'Twas I Sir, was that interrupted Lover,—and this the Lady!

Lau.

And must •…•…yield at last.

[Aside.

Oct.

Wonders and Ridles!

Gall.

And was this the Silvianetta Sir, you told the story of!

[slyly.

Jul.

The same whom inclination, friends and destiny, Conspire to make me blest with.

Gall.

So many disappointments in one Night, wou'd make a man turn honest in spight of Nature!

[Sir Sig. peeps from behind.

Sir Sig.

Some comfort yet, that I am not the only fool defeated! hah! Galliard.

Oct.

I'me satisfied!

[to Fill.]

—but what cou'd move you Sir,—

[to Gall.]

to injure me! one of my Birth and Quality!

Gall.

Faith Sir I never stand upon ceremony when there's a woman in the case,—nor knew I 'twas your Sister: Or if I had I shou'd alik'd her nere the worse for that, had she been kind.

Jul.

It is my business to account with him, And I am satisfy'd he has not injur'd me! he is my friend!

Gall.

That's frankly said! and uncompel'd I swear she's innocent!

Oct.

If you're convinc't! I too am satisfy'd! And give her to you whilst that faith continues!

[Gives him her.

Lau.

And must I, must I force my heart to yield!

[Aside.

And yet his generous confidence Obliges me!

[Aside.

Oct.

And here I vow! by all the sacred Powers,

[Kneels.]

that pu∣nish perjury, never to set my heart on saithless woman!—Never to Love nor Marry!

[Rises.]

Travel shall be my business,—thou my Heir!

[To Julio.

Sir Sig.

So, poor soal, I warrant he has been deseated too!

Mar.

Marcella Sir will take ye at your word!

Fill.

Marcella!

Mar.

Who owns with blushes truths shou'd beconceal'd, but to pre∣vent more mischief,—that I was yours Sir was against my will,

[to Oct.

my soul was Fillamours ere you claim d a right in me; though I nere saw or held discourse with him, but at an awfull distance,—nor knew he of my flight.

Oct.

I do believe, and give thee back my claim, I scorn the brutal part of Love! the noblest body where the heart is wanting.

[They all talk aside, Cornelia comes up to Galliard!

Cor.

Whe how now Cavalier! how like a discarded favorite do you look now, who whilst your Authority lasted laid about ye; domi∣neerd huft and blusterd, as if there had been no end on't, now a man may approach ye without terror!—you see the meats snatcht out of your mouth Sir, the Lady's dispos'd on! who's Friends and Relations you were so well acquainted with.

Gall.

Peace boy, I shall be angry else.—

Cor.

Have you never a cast Mistress that will take compassion on you: faith what think you of the little Curtizan now!

Gall.

As ill as ere I did! what's that to thee.

Cor.

Much more then you're aware on Sir,—and faith to tell you truth I'me no servant to Count Julio! but ene a little michievous instru∣ment she sent hither to prevent your making Love to Dona Laura!

Gall.

'Tis she her self,—how cou'd that beauty hide it self so long from being known!

[Aside.]

—Malicious little dog in a Manger, that wou'd neither eat, nor suffer the hungry to feed themselves! what spitefull devil cou'd move thee to treat a Lover thus! but I am pretty well reveng'd on ye!

Cor.

On me!

Gall.

You think I did not know those pretty Eyes! that lovely Mouth I have so often kist in cold imagination

Cor.

Softly tormentor!

[They talk aside.

Mar.

In this difguse we parted from Vitterbo! atended only by Petro, and I hil pa! at Rome we took the Title and habit of two Curtizans; both to shelter us from knowledge, and to Oblige Fillamour to visit us, which we beliv'd he wou'd in curiosity, and yesterday it so fell out as we desir'd!

Fill.

How ere my eyes might be impos'd upon, you see my heart was firm to its first object, can you forget and pardon the mistake!

Jul.

She shall! and with Octavio's—and my Uncles leave,—thus make your Title good.—

[Gives her to Fill.

Oct.

'Tis vain to strive with destiny!

[Gives her.

Mur.

With all my heart,—but where's Cornelia all this while!

Gall.

Here's the fair stragler Sir.

[Leads her to Mur. he holds his Cane up at her.

Mur.

Why thou baggage, thou wicked contriver of mischief, what excuse hadst thou for running away, thou hadst no Lover?

Cor.

'Twas therefore Sir I went to finde one! and if I am not mista∣ken in the mark, 'tis this Cavalier I pitch upon for that use and purpose.

Gall.

Gad I thank ye for that,—I hope you'l ask my leave first, I'me finely drawn in efaith!—have I been dreaming all this Night, of the possession of a new gotten Mistress, to wake and finde my self nooz'd to a dull wise in the morning.

Fill.

Thou talkst like a man that never knew the pleasures thou dis∣pisest; faith try it Frank and thou wilt hate thy past loose way of living.

Cor.

And to encourage a young setter up, I do here promise to be the most Mistriss like wise,—you know Signior I have learnt the trade, though I had not stock to practice, and will be as expensive, Insolent, vain Extravagant, and Inconstant, as if you only had the keeping part, and another the Amorous Asignations, what think ye Sir.

Fill.

Faith she pleads well! and ought to cary the cause!

Gall.

She speaks Reason! and I'me resolv'd to trust good Nature!—give me thy dear hand.—

[They all joyn to give it him, he kisses it.

Mur.

And now you are both speed, pray give me leave to ask ye a civil question! are you sure you have been honest, if you have I know not by what Miracle you have liv'd.

Pet.

Oh Sir as for that, I had a small stock of cash, in the hands of a cuple of English Bankers, on Sir Signal Buffoon.—

Sir Sig.

Sir Signal Buffoon! what a pox does he mean me trow.

[Peeping.

Pet.

—And one Mr. Tickletext!

Tick.

How was that,—certo my Name!

[Peeps out and both see each other their faces, being close together one at one side the Curtain, and tother at tother.

Gall. and Fill.

Ha ha ha!

Sir Sig.

And have I caught you efaith Mr. Governor! Nay nere put in your head for the matter, here's none but friends mun!

Gall.

How now what have we here!

Sir Sig.

Speak of the devil and he appears!

[Pulls his Governor forward.

Tick.

I am nndone!—but good Sir Signal do not cry whore first! as the old proverb says!

Sir Sig.

And good Mr. Governor, as another old proverb says, do not let the kettle call the Pot black-ars!—

Fill.

How came you hither Gentlemen!

Sir Sig.

Whe! faith Sir divining of a wedding or two forward, I brought Mr. Chaplain to give you a cast of his Office, as the saying is.

Fill.

What without Book Mr. Tickletext.

Cor.

How now! sure you mistake, these are two Lovers of mine.

Sir Sig.

How Sir your Lovers! we are none of those Sir, we are Eng∣lishmen!

Gall.

You mistake Sir Signal, this is Silvianetta!

Sir Sig. and Tick.

How!

[Aside.

Gall.

Here's another spark of your acquaintance,—do you know him.

Tick.

How Barberacho! nay then all will out.—

Gall.

Yes, and your fencing and Civility-Master.

Sir Sig.

Ay,—whe what was it you that pickt our pocket's then,—and cheated us!

Gall.

Most damnably,—but since 'twas for the supply of two fair Ladys, all shall be restor'd again.

Tick.

Some comfort that.

Fill.

Come lets in and forgive all, 'twas but one Nights Intrigue, in which all were a little faulty!

Sir Sig.

And Governor, pray let me have no more dominering and Usurpation! But, as we have hitherto been honest Brothers in iniquity, so let's wink hereafter at each others frailties! Since Love and women easily betray man, From the grave Gown-man to the busy Lay-man.