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Pedro. There needs no fear.-Hail, reve-
Alin. Good even!
[rend dames!
What do ye seck?

Pedro. We would seek happier fortunes.'
Rod. That little devil has main need of a
barber!

What a trim beard she has!

Alin. Seek 'em, and make 'em!

I was ne'er so deserted! Sure these woods are
Only inhabited with rare dreams andwonders,
I would not be a knave again, a villain-
Lord, how I loath it now! for these know all,
And they would find me out.
[sir,

Pedro. They're excellent women;

[Aside. Deep in their knowledge, friend.
Rod. I would not be traitor,
And have these of my jury-How light I am,
And how my heart laughs now methinks
within me!

Lie not still, nor linger here 5o; Here inhabits nought but fear, Be constant, good; in faith be clear; Fortune will wait ye every where. Pedro. Whither should we go? for we believe thy reverence,

And next obey.

Alin. Go to Segovia;

And there before the altar pay thy vows,
Thy gifts, and pray'rs; unload thy heaviness;
Tomorrow shed thy tears, and gain thy suit:
Such honest noble show'rs ne'er wanted fruit,
Jul. Stand vou out too? [To Roderigo.
Rod. I shall be bang'd, or whipp'd now;
These know and these have pow'r.
Jul. See how he shakes!

A secure conscience never quakes:
Thou hast been ill, be so no more;
.A good retreat is a great store.

Thou hast commanded men of might;
Command thyself,and then thou'rt right.
Alin. Command thy will, thy foul desires;
Put out and quench thy unhallow'd tires;
Command thy mind,and make that pure;
Thou'rt wise then, valiant, and secure:
A blessing then thou mayst beget.
Jul. A curse else, that shall never set,

Will light upon thee. Say thy prayers;
Thou hast as many sins as hairs.
Thou art a captain, let thy men
Be honest, have good thoughts, and then
Thou mayst command, and lead in chief;
Yet thou art bloody, and a thief.
Rod. What shall I do? I do confess.
Alin. Retire,

And purge thee perfect in his fire: His life observe; live in his school, And then thou shalt put off the fool. Jul. Pray at Segovia too, and give Thy off'rings up; repent, and live! [Musick.

Alin. Away, away! enquire no more: Do this, ye're rich; elsc, fools, and poor. What musick's this?

[Aside.

Jul. Retire; 'tis some neat joy, [wonder: In honour of the king's great day. They This comes in right to confirm their reverence. Away, away! let them admire; it makes For our advantage. How the captain shakes!

Pedro. This was the musick.
Rod. Yes, yes. How I sweat!

[Exeunt.

Now I am catechiz'd, I would ever dwell here, For here's a kind of court of reformation: Had I been stubborn, friend

Pedro. They would have found it.

Rod. And then they would have handled me a new way;

The devil's dump had been danc'd then.

Pedro. Let's away,

[handsomely, And do their great commands, and do 'em Contrite, and true; for I believe, Roderigo, And constantly believe, we shall be happy.

Rod. So you do well; fall edge or flat. o'my side,

All I can stagger at is the king's anger; Which, if it come, I am prepar'd to meet it. Pedro. The king has mercy, friend, as weil as justice.

And when you fall

Rod. No more; I hope the fairest 5.

SCENE V.

[Exeunt.

Enter Master, Seberto, and Curio. Curio. We've told ye what he is, what time we've sought him, His nature, and his name; the seeming boy [too, Ye bad here, how, and what; by your own relation

All circumstances we have clear'd; that the duke sent him

not); We told ye how impossible (he knows him That he is mad himself, and therefore fit To be your prisoner, we dare swear against it. Seb. Take heed, sir; be not madder than you'd make him!

Tho' he be rash, and sudden (which is all his wildness),

Take heed ye wrong him not: He is a gen

tleman, And so must be restor'd and clear'd' in all [points: The king shall be a judge else.

[counterfeit,

Curio. 'Twas some trick That brought him bither; the boy and letter Which shall appear, if ye dare now detain

him. Nfast. I dare not, sir, nor will not; I believe [ye, And will restore him up: Had I known sooner H' had been a neighbour, and the man you

speak him,

(Tho', as I live, he carried a wild seeming)

so Nor longer here.] The variation proposed by SymрSOR.

5 And when you fall: No more.

Rod. I hope the fairest.] The variation in the text recommended by Sympson.

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An altar prepared: Solemn musick. Enter Governor, Verdugo, Courtiers, Ladies, &c.

Go. This to devotion sacred be;

This to the king's prosperity;

This to the queen,and chastity. [Musick. Ferd. These oblations first we bring

To purge ourselves; these to the king; To love and beauty these: Now sing. [Musick.

Ladies. Holy altar, deign to take

These for ourselves; for the king's sake,
And honour's, these; these sacred lie
To virtue, love, and modesty,
Our wishes to eternity.

Enter Pedro and Roderigo.

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Enter Alphonso, Curio, and Seberto.

Seb. Come to the altar; let us do our duties.
Alph. I have almost forgot a church.
Curio. Kneel reverently.

Alph. For my lost wits (let me see)
First I pray; and secondly,
To be at home again, and free;
And if I travel more, hang me!
For the king, and for the queen,
That they may be wise, and seen
Never in the madman's iun!
For my daughter I would pray;
But she has made a holiday,

And needs not my devotion now:
Let her take her own course, Heaven,
Whether it be odd, or even, [Musick.

And if that please not, take her you ! Seb. A short and sweet meditation 52! What are these here?

Enter Alinda and Juletta, like shepherds. Alin. Hail to this sacred place! Jul. They are all here, madam; No violence dare touch here; be secure! My bilbo-master too? How got he loose

again?

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And she had a filly too that waited on her, Just with such a favour: Do they keep goats now?

Alin. Thus we kneel, and thus we pray
A happy honour to this day!
Thus our sacrifice we bring
Ever happy to the king.

Jul. These of purple, damask, green,
Sacred to the virtuous queen,
Here we hang.

Alin. As these are now,

Her glories ever spring, and shew!
These for ourselves,our hopes, and loves,
Full of pinks, and lady-gloves,
Of heart's-ease53 too, which we would
As we labour for, atta.:

Hear me, Heav'n, and as I bend,
Full of hope, some comfort send!
Jul. Hear her, hear her! if there be
A spotless sweetness, this is she.

Pedro. Now, Roderigo, stand.
Rod. He that divides ye

Divides my life too.

Gov. Pedro! noble Pedro!

Do not you know your friend?

Pedro. I know, and honour you.

[fain,

[Musick.

Gov. Lady, this leave I'll crave, ('pray

be not angry)

I will not long divide you. How happy, Pedro, * Would all the court be now, might they be

hold thee,

Might they but see you thus, and thus embrace you!

The king will be a joyful man, believe it,
Most joyful, Pedro.

Pedro. I'm his humble servant.Nay, good sir, speak your will; I see you wonder;

One easy word from you

Alph. I dare say nothing;

My tongue's a new tongue, sir, and knows his tether: [thing;

Let her do what she please, I dare do no I have been damu'd for doing. Will the

king know him,

That fellow there? will he respect and honour him?

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Gov. Yes, certainly, and grace him, ever honour him, Thim. Restore him every way; h'has much lamented Alph. Is't your will too? This is the last time of asking.

Rod. I'm sure, none else shall touch her, none else enjoy her,

If this, and this hold.

Alph. You had best begin

The game then; I have no title in her; Pray take her, and dispatch her, and commend me to her,

And let me get me home, and hope I'm sober: Kiss, kiss; it must be thus. Stand up, Alinda; I am the more child, and more need of blessYou had a waiting-woman, one Juletta, [ing. A pretty desperate thing, just such another As this sweet lady; we call'd her NimbleI pray is this the party?

Jul. No, indeed, sir,

[chaps:

She is at home: I am a little foot-boy,
That walk o' nights, and fright old gentle-
Make 'em lose hats and cloaks. [men;
Alph. And horses too?

Jul. Sometimes I do, sir; teach 'em the way thro' ditches,

[noses

And how to break their worships' shins and
Against old bren stiles and stumps.
Alph. A fine art!

I feel it in my bones yet.

Jul. I'in a drum, sir,

[sir!

A drum at midnight; ran, tan, tan, tan, tan, D' you take me for Juletta? I'm a page, sir, That brought a letter from the duke of Medina

fother

To have one signior Alphonso, (just such anAs your old worship) worm'd for running mad, sir:

Alas, you are mistaken.

Alph. Thou'rt the devil,

And so th'hast us'd me.

Jul. I am any thing;

An old woman, that tells fortunes

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54 Rosemary.] See note 33 on The Elder Brother.

THE CAPTAIN:

A COMEDY.

The Commendatory Verses by Hills and Gardiner ascribe this Play to Fletcher alone; these by Maine, to him and Beaumont. The Prologue speaks of but one author. This Comedy was first printed in the folio of 1647. We do not know of any alteration of it, or that it has been acted for many years.

PROLOGUE.

To please you with this play, we fear, will be
(So does the Author too) a mystery
Somewhat above our art; for all men's eyes,
Ears, faiths, and judgments, are not of one
For, to say truth, and not to flatter ye, [size.
This is nor Comedy, nor Tragedy,
Nor History, nor any thing that may
(Yet in a week) be made a perfect play:
Yet those that love to laugh, and those that
think

[drink, Twelve-pence goes further this way than in

Or damsels, if they mark the matter thro',
May stumble on a foolish toy, or two,
Will make 'em shew their teeth. 'Pray, for
my sake,

(That likely am your first man) do not take
A distaste before you feel it; for ye may
When this is hiss'd to ashes, have a play,
And here, to out-hiss this: Be patient then.
My honour done, you're welcome, gentle-
men!

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I do not doubt, upon the least suspicion,
Unmercifully jealous.

Lod. No, I should not;

For I believe those mad that seek vexations:
A wife, tho' she be honest, is a trouble.
Had I a wife as fair as Helen was,
That drew so many cuckolds to her cause,
These eyes should see another in my saddle
Ere I believe my beast would carry double.
Piso. So should not I, by'r Lady! and I

think

My patience (by your leave) as good as yours. Report would stir me mainly, I am sure ou't. Lod. Report? you are unwise; report is nothing;

For if there were a truth in what men talk, (I mean of this kind) this part of the world I'm sure would be no more call'd ChristenPiso. What then? [dom. Lod. Why, Cuckoldom; for we should lose Our old faiths clean, and hold their new opinions: [marry

If talk could make me sweat, before I would I'd tie a surer knot, and hang myself. I tell thee, there was never woman yet, (Nor never hope there shall be) tho' a saint, But she has been a subject to men's tongues, And in the worst sense: And that desperate [rumours',

husband,

That dares give up his peace, and follow (Which he shall find too busy, if he scek 'em) Beside the forcing of himself an ass, He dies in chains, eating himself with anger. Piso. Having these antidotes against opinion,

I would marry any one; an arrant whore. Lod. Thou dost not feel the nature of this physic;

[Lelia?

Which I prescribe not to beget diseases,
But, where they are, to stop them.
Piso. I conceive you:
What think'st thou, thy way, of the widow
Lod. 'Faith, thou hast found out one, I
must confess,

[woman, Would stagger my best patience: From that As I would bless myself from plagues and [quicksands,

surfeits, From nien of war at sea, from storms and From hearing treason and concealing it, From daring of a madman, or a drunkard, From heresy, ill wine, and stumbling posthorse,

[night,

So would I pray each morning, and cach
(And if I said each hour, I should not lie)
To be deliver'd of all these in one,
The woman thou hast named,

Piso. Thou hast set her in a pretty Litany.

Enter Julio, Angelo, and Father.

Ang. 'Pray take my counsel.
Jul. When I am myself,

I'll hear you any way; love me tho' thus,

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Follow humours.] The variation in the text was made in 1750. The whole conversation is on the subject of report, for which rumour is synonymous, and consequently genuine.

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