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.

Scoen. I.

Enter Poggio, Lollio, two Countrey-men with Eulalia.

Eul.

Y'Are welcome Friends, your prayers and good wishes Are comforts to me, yet without danger of the Proclamation.

Pog.

Madam, the Court in all the Braverie It boasts and borrows, cannot so rejoyce

In the bright shining Beauty of their Queen, As we in your enjoying in this plainness. Their Bells, and Bonfires, Tilts and Tournaments, Their Feasts and Banquets, Musicks and costly shews (How ere unpaid for) shall not outpass our loves.

Eul.

Be you as confident, I will not wrong A man among you: therefore pray reserve What is your own, and warrant your own safety.

Pogg.

But how you'll live, we know not: we are now In our old former Health: the Countrey's cur'd, Your Practice at an end: unless you had The common gift of most Physitians, To make as many sick, as you make sound, You will not find a Patient in seven years.

Eul.

But I have other Arts: sufficient skill In works of several kinds, the Needle, Loome, The Wheel, the Frame, the Net-Pin: and choice of Fingers works are most familiar with me.

Lol.

And can you handle the Bobbins well, good Woman? Make statute-Lace? you shall have my Daughter.

Pogg.

And mine, to make Tape-Purles: can you do it?

Eul.

Yes, and teach all your children works to live on. The which, together with my own labour, May bring sufficient for my maintenance: Without the idle help of Begging, Borrowing, Or any way infringing the Kings Command.

Lol.

You'l have a help beyond himself, but bor∣rowing.

Eul.

Something I have in Book, to help their know∣ledge, And by practise give them literature. Then when these serious works and studies toil us,

For Recreation, yet with equal skil, VVee'l practice divers Instruments, Songs and mea∣sures, That shall invite the Powers above to smile On the content of which we them beguile.

Pog.

Well Mistris, ours is the voice of the whole Countrey; All which, or what you please of it, is yours: Take this House: make your choice of servants. Take our children: make your own Rates for their Education. Our Purses and our lives are free to you: Get what you can, that's your own: will this please you?

Eul.

Yes gentle Friends, and with asmuch content As ere I found in height of Government.

Pog.

Take your possession then: and let Posteritie record, that without grieving A Royal Queen once Traded for her living.