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Beaumont and Fletcher's Works, Vol. 05 of 10

SCENE VI.

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An Altar prepar'd. Solemn Musick.

Enter Governour, Verdugo, Courtiers, Ladies, &c.

Gov. This to devotion sacred be, This to the Kings prosperity, This to the Queen, and Chastity. [Musick. Ver. These Oblations first we bring To purge our selves: These to the King. To love, and beautie these: now sing. [Musick. Ladies. Holy Altar, daign to take These for our selves: For the Kings sake And honour these: These sacred lye To Vertue, Love, and Modesty, Our wishes to Eternity. [Musick.

Enter Pedro, and Roderigo.

Ped. For our selves first, thus we bend, Forgive us heaven, and be our friend. Rod. And happy fortune to us send. Ped. To the King, honour, and all Joy, Long, and happy from annoy. Rod. Prosperous be all his dayes Every new hour, a new praise. Ped. Every minute thus be seen, Both. And thousand honours Crown the Queen. [Musick.

Enter Alphonso, Curio, Seberto.

Seb. Come to the Altar: let us do our duties. Alph. I have almost forgot a Church. Cur. 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 Mad-mans Inne. For my Daughter, I would pray But she has made a holy-day, And needs not my devotion now Let her take her own course, Heaven, Whether it be odd, or even, [Musick.

Enter Alinda, and Juletta, like Shepheards.

And if that please not, take her you. Seb. A short, and sweet Meditation: what are these here? Alin. Hale 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? How lamentably he looks! he has had discipline. I dare not let him know my pranks. Seb. 'Tis she sure. Cur. 'Tis certainly. Ped. Ha! do I dazel? Rod. 'Tis the fair Alinda. Gov. What wonder stand these strangers in? Rod. Her woman by her. The same Sir, as I live. Alph. I had a Daughter, With such a face once: such eyes and nose too, Ha, let me see, 'tis wondrous like Alinda, Their devotion ended, I'le mark 'em and nearer. And she had a Filly 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 vertuous Queen Here we hang. Alin. As these are now Her glories ever spring, and show. These for our selves: our hopes, and loves, Full of pinks, and Ladies gloves, Of hearts-ease too, which we would fain As we labour for, attain; Hear me Heaven, and as I bend, Full of hope, some comfort send. Jul. Hear her: hear her: if there be [Musick. A spotless Sweetness, this is she. Ped. Now Roderigo stand. Rod. He that divides ye Divides my life too. Gov. Pedro, Noble Pedro, Do not you know your friend? Ped. I know, and honour ye. Gov. Lady this leave I'le crave, pray be not angry, I will not long divide you: how happy, Pedro, Would all the court be now, might they behold thee? Might they but see you thus, and thus embrace you? The King will be a joyfull man believe it, Most joyfull, Pedro. Ped. I am his humble Servant. Nay, good Sir, speak your will, I see you wonder, one easie word from you— Alph. I dare say nothing; My tongue's a new tongue Sir, and knows his tither, Let her do what she please, I dare do nothing, I have been damn'd for doing, will the King know him? That fellow there, will he respect and honour him? He has been look'd upon they say: will he own him? Gov. Yes certainly and grace him, ever honour him, Restore him every way, he has much lamented him. Alp. Is't your will too? this is the last time of asking. Rod. I am sure, none else shall touch her, none else enjoy her. If this, and this hold. Al. 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 am sober: Kiss, kiss, it must be thus: stand up Alinda, I am the more child, and more need of blessing. Ye had a waiting woman, one Juletta, A pretty desperate thing, just such another As this sweet Lady; we call'd her nimble chaps. I pray is this the party? Jul. No indeed Sir, She is at home; I am a little Foot-Boy, That walk a nights, and fright old Gentlemen; Make 'em lose Hats and Cloaks. Alph. And Horses too. Jul. Sometimes I do Sir, teach 'em the way through ditches; how to break their worships shins, and noses Against old broken Stiles, and Stumps. Alph. A fine art. I feel it in my bones yet. Jul. I am a Drum Sir, A Drum at mid-night, ran tan tan tan tan Sir, Do you take me for Juletta? I am a Page Sir, That brought a letter from the Duke of Medina To have one senior Alphonso, just such another As your old worship, worm'd for running mad Sir. Alas, you are mistaken. Alph. Thou art the Devil, And so thou hast used me. Jul. I am any thing, An old woman, that tells fortunes. Rod. Ha. Jul. And frights good people, And sends them to Segovia for their fortunes: I am strange airs, and excellent sweet voyces. I am any thing, to do her good, believe me; She now recovered, and her wishes crown'd I am Juletta again, pray Sir forgive me, Alph. I dare not do otherwise, for fear thou should'st still follow me, Prethee be forgiven, and I prethee forgive me too: And if any of you will marry her. Jul. No I beseech you Sir; My Mistress is my husband, with her I'le dwell still, And when you play any more pranks you know where to have me. Ped. You know him Sir. Gov. Know him, and much lament him: The King's incens'd much, much Sir, I can assure you. Ped. Noble Governour. Gov. But since he is your friend, and now appears, In honour of this day and love to you Sir: I'le try the power I have, to the pinch I'le put it; Here's my hand Roderigo, I'le set you fair again. Rod. And here's mine, to be true, and full of service. Gov. Your people too, shall have their general pardons, We'l have all peace and love. Rod. All shall pray for you. Gov. To my house now, and suite you to your worths; Off with these weeds, and appear glorious: Then to the Priest, that shall attend us here, And this be stil'd Loves new and happy year. Rod. The Kings and Queens, two noble honours meet, To grace this day, two true loves at their feet. Alph. Well well, since wedding will come after wooing, Give me some Rose-Mary, and let's be going. [Exeunt.

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