Scoen. V.
Enter Andrea with a Box.
Andr.
Oh—Oh—and Oh-ho—O and alas! O and alack for O—O—O—that ever a true Neapolitan born,
Five nevv playes, viz. The English moor, or the mock-marriage. The love-sick court, or the ambitious politique: Covent Garden weeded. The nevv academy, or the nevv exchange. The queen and concubine. / By Richard Brome.
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- Five nevv playes, viz. The English moor, or the mock-marriage. The love-sick court, or the ambitious politique: Covent Garden weeded. The nevv academy, or the nevv exchange. The queen and concubine. / By Richard Brome.
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should live to see this day in Sicily! there O-again, •• Queen—O me—what wilt thou do? O—O—what shall I do? O—thou maist work and starve; O—and I may beg and live: O—but from thee I cannot live: O—I cannot, nor I wonnot, so I wonnot.
[Enter Jago and Rugio.]
Jag.
See, here's poore Andrea mourning as well as we,
And all the rest of the poor Queens cast-awayes.
Rug.
But I can tell him comfort.
Andr.
Oh—I will hear no comfort.
Rug.
Yes, and be glad on't too.
Andr.
Is my Queen Countrey-woman call'd back again?
Rug.
No, but the Queen Alinda has enquired for thee, to entertain thee into her service, whilst we and all the rest of our late Queens servants are turn'd out o'th'Court, and now at this high dinner time too.
Andr.
She would eat me, would she not?
Jag.
That would make it a Feast indeed.
Andr.
But Ile not trust her on a fasting-night: Fools are meat then.
Rug.
Well said Andrea, witty in thy sorrow: I know thou wilt back again for a new Mistresse.
Andr.
No, no, take you your course, and serve her if you please,
I have play'd the Fool too long, to play the Knave now.
Ile after my old Mistresse.
Rug.
Thou maist not serve her: that will be brought within compass of Relief, and then thou maist be hang'd for her.
Andr.
If I be hang'd for doing good, pray let it not grieve you: and as I am an Innocent, Ile never grieve for you though you be hang'd never so justly.
Both.
We thank you good Andrea.
Andr.
Take you your swinge, let me take mine I pray.
[Flourish]
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Jag.
Hark, the King drinks now to his new Queen.
Andr.
So, having turn'd his old Wife out of door,
A man may drink and frolique with his who—
VVould have thought it? did you think to catch me?
Rug.
Not I Andrea.
Andr.
Catch me if you can: when it shall be Treason to say there is an honest woman, Ile say my Countrey-woman was justly condemn'd of Adultery: and till then, I know what to say: Catch me if ye can.
[Flourish]
Rug.
There again: now the Queen drinks.
Andr.
Poore woman, at what River?
Rug.
I mean the Queen Alinda.
Andr.
O the new thing at home here; I will not call her Queen, not I: my Countrey-woman is my Queen.
Jag.
Why is not she thy Countrey-woman?
Andr.
She was when she was Sforza's Daughter:
But she has turn'd a Father out of him.
Rug.
As here come some to turn us out o'th' Court.