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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Brome, Richard, d. 1652?
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London, :: Printed for A. Crook at the Green Dragon in Saint Pauls Church-yard, and for H. Brome at the Gunn in Ivy-Lane,
1659.
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Scoen. V.
Enter Horatio, Flavello, Guard, two or three Gentle∣men.
Flav.

Away with them: out of the gates, away.

Hor.

See, here are more of them: more of that hated womans Retinue: away with all.

Rug.

Beseech you, good my Lord: I hope we are true men.

Hor.

As I am true to the Crown, not one of you pesters the Court a minute longer: go, you are trash and trumpery: and Ile sweep the Court of all of ye: follow your Mistresse: go.

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Flav.

The Fool my Lord shall stay: the Queen ask'd for him.

Exeunt Omn. praeter Andrea.
Hor.

Yes yes, the Fool my Lord, shall stay.

Andr.

The Fool my Lord will not stay.

Hor.

Will not? how dar'st thou say so? ha, Fool, ha?

[Seize and rifle his Pack.]
Andr.

The Fool dare say more than the wisest Lord dares do amongst ye: you will not take my own proper goods from me, will ye?

Hor.

See what he caries: I heard of Plate and Jewels lost to day.

Flav.

Let's see, Sir, I will see.

[Opens the Box: Coxcomb, Bable, Bells, and Coat.]
Hor.

Heyday, here's stuff indeed!

Andr.

Your VVardrope cannot matcht it: pray give me all again; or if you will be the Kings and Queens Takers with that extremitie to force my goods from me, then present this to his Highness, and this to Hers; and tell them, 'tis all the poor dis∣carded Fool could spare them.

Flav.

No Sir, you shall take them with you, and a whip for advantage, unless you'l stay and serve the Queen.

Andr.
No Sir, to you with an excusee moy, If you be your Queens Fool-taker, you may In Countrey, Court and City quickly find Fools upon Fools that I shall leave behind. New Lords (you know the Proverb) make new Laws, New Lawyers of an old make a new cause. New workmen are delighted with new Tooles, And her new Majesty must have new Fools. New fools she wants, not having you about her, VVhile the old Fool makes shift to live without her.
Fla.
Let the Fool go my Lord, 'tis but a Fool the less, For he'll get wit by it, to wish himself here again.
Andr.

If I get but enough to keep me from Court,

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I care not.

Flav.

Farewell Fool, take your Trinkets with you.

Andr.

Farewell fine Lords, adieu old Courtier.

Hor.
The Court unclouded of this Factious crew, VVill shine on us that to the Crown are true.
Exeunt.
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