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About Google Book Search Google's mission is to organize the world's information and to make it universally accessible and useful. Google Book Search helps readers discover the world's books while helping authors and publishers reach new audiences. You can search through the full text of this book on the web at |http: //books .google .com/I I iCoot^Ic /^ R^. 5 ii'i jt,,Coogle jt,,Coogle jt,,Coogle jt,,Coogle _ — J_ Double Fdfhooii* 7/6(fDjSTREST.LoVERS, GEORGE R. """ S ff O « G e tli» Secoiui, by di« 6raf a of GM. King of |S Creat-Eritmn, fPanct and JraiiMti^; 'Defcn^r of the K Faith, As it is Afled at die , T H E A T R E-R O Y A 1 - Written Originally by W, SHAK ESTMaH E % And now Rerifed and Adapted to the Stage By Mr. Theobald, tlieAuthorof^«*«^rfreJPtf^orV, \iud optanti Divim pnimtttrt menu jludtrft, vaivtmaDieifPi! atturtt xUrt. '" Vli^. LOUI) O N: Printed hj J. Watts, « the ftinfioR-pffice U Wiid-Ctmrt near DntoJas-Inn Fields. M DCC XXVIIL ■Dg.l.z.ilt>,G00g[c. i.,Goot^lc To the Right Honourable George T)odingtm, Efq; SIR, OTHINGcanmore ftrongly fecond the Pleafure I feel, fronxi the Univerfal Applaufe which crowns this Or- phan Play, than this Other which I take in prefuming to fhelter it under. Your Name. I bearfo dear an Af- fedlion to the Writings and Memory of Shakespeare, that, as it is my good Fortune to retrieve this Remnant of his Pen from Obfcuri- ty, fo it is my greateft Ambition that A 3 ^"'*s D £ D I C^Tt Qrht. ' this Piece flioiiI4 be tecetTcd uieo the Prote^ion of {lich ^ Pitroo-: And, I hope. Future Tinies, wb«i they 01690 to pay J?iifciriimtnt of „...,c;oogi|^ia- D.E P.I C/iTl N. ^iDufcripC of Shakeffean could fo lpng:.hdve lain dorftlantj and *bo . ju:e .blindly .paying Mt a grtatcr GopipUntoic thah either They di* 'figft,. prl canmerict while tHeycan' opt bw Confeft Thertifelves pU'itfedf y«. wtnild fein infinuate that tfiey 9;e mfoftd tt^en. 1 il»DUld eftdefia it foMe Sort - bliges us toconfider yoOi' AdVanice- ' A'4 :„.„Gocpfnt H E Dl CAT I ON. meiit, as our owrt perioral Intenef^ an'd'as a' good Omen, at leaft, if not a* ^he fureft Means of the future ■fibuiiflung Condition of thofe i/*- mane Arts amongfl us, which We ■frofefs, and which You aiorn. But " neidier Your Modefly, nor my InaMity willfuffer me to enter upon that Subjedt. Permit me therefore, S I R, to convert Panegyrick into * moft ardenf WiQl, that You would; look t?ith aTenderEye on this ife^"^ l^dkki axui. that you would believe xatf with the pioft unfeigned Zeal and Refpe(9:, Tour piefi Devoted , : and: Ohtdtem HUrnhk ServarB^ ■ Creti JttlpIl'Jtreett ■ H/? 0«cmbtr, Lew. THEo&AtD. P R E F A C E OF TH E * E D I TO R. KHE Succefi, which this Play has met wkh ftom j the Town in the Rcpreftntaiion, (to fay ncKfttpg ' : of (tieReccptuHi it found front thofe Great Jod^,' j tQ whom I have had the Honour of comnftinn:^ ,, ting it in Msutnfcript ;) has attnoft made the Fik- ' pote of a Preiace unneceflAry : And ihcrefbrc what! [ have to dj, is deliga'd r^ei to wipe out a- Ajia^ Obfe^tW^ ro two, thaa (o labour at proving it the Produ^ion of Shait- feettrt. Itiw5bee« alledg'd as iqcredible, that fucb ' d Curiolitf , moald Ik (lifkd and< loft to the World for above a Centorr. Xo This my Anfwer is (hort ; that tho' it never till now 'niaae .■ ks Appearance on the Sugc, yet one of the Manufcript Copiet, "Which I have, is of above Sixty Years Standing, in the Hand- -wiidngof Mr. Dtmimiy the famous Old Prompter; and, as I ani credibly infocm'd, w«s early in the Pol&Qioa of the cete-' brated Mr. Bcttftum, and by Him, defign'd to have been ufher'd into the World. What Accident feemted Tkis Parpofe of his, I do not pretend to knoW: Or thro* wh« hands it had Gic- ceffively pafs'd before that Period of Time There i« a Tra- dition fnhtch 1 have from the Noble Perfoi), 'who fupply'd me ■wEthOneof my Copies)' that it was given by our Author, as a Piiefoni of Value, to a Nftiuxal Daughter of tnSjfbr whofc Sake he wrote it, in the Time of his Retirement from the Stage. Two other. Cc^Ics I have, (oae q£ which I was slad tu pur-' • ■ ■ ■ ■ chale .3i.z.iit>,Coogle a» n E f A e E. Old «sih« Forma; b« Otteof Than M moch Odft |)cifeA, an^ bu fewer Flaws »sd IittCTCv^iIobs in the Setrfe. Another Ot^^km hts btx& (huKd, Cwhicb #o«ki am itxrtb mUrc We^hfwiA k, w«w hFaa,) Oiat thrf Tiler of ihil. Play, beiog btiiti upon a' Novel ia Dd» (^xoty ChronoIoCT it ugainft Us, and Stditjftmrt cokild not be the Andibr. Bu it h^eos, that Dm Quixot was publilh'd in the Year 1611, and Sbate- Jbeare did not dye ti]] Afril i6t6, a fufficient Interval of Time tof AH thi^ Wc want^ranted. .. Others agidn, to dcfircciate thfi Affair, as they thoi^ht, h^t bach-pleafed to urge, Aa( tho* the Play ntay have t&me Relbmr'* blances of Siaiejpearty yet the Coburwg, DiSim, and Ciar*- gw/, come nearer to the Style and Manner of Flitcher. This, I think, is tai from dcfetting tn^ Anfwer; I fubmit it to the Determination gf better Judgments; tho' my Partiality for Sbtiefpetre makes me with, that Every Thiug which is good, or plcftfing, vH Mr Tdt^bc, ha4 been owing to bit Pea. As to (he PCTfofmancc of the rcfpcftivc ASors cotiOern'd in this Play, my ^landing It here would be altogether foper- fluoos. The Publick has ditlingnifh' d and given them 2 Praile, nwch be^md Any that can fldw ftoid my Pm. Bb^ [ bdu fbme particniac Admowtoten^ncs to flakv rd tbt Mmt^ert of Uiii Cotttpafiri ^ wtiKitt »A-eI>d<0'dlltMccfogiir an(^ portuaiiTiv. I cstox to Them at tKl Jroftacfc * aa flJiwr, nbt an Am- thor^ and have nwt: with ta niach Gwfo^it;. tntf hmdfome Treatmtnt ftom Thtm^: ttuc i on ildtHDi^ fa Bfclteve^ Ae Cotajriaiat, Whi(^ k^s fo j^omhaoi^jrohMiN^a, own Art aAd Proftflion, at toluiow ttMt all tin CompofiiioM, whidh avc cITtr'd Ibon*', wonhl R«vei go dotfti with 'Aadttoacs of fir nice and dttl^> eat^ a TaAe, as in this Age fteqamt tke TheaJlrei. It wotild ba very hitd opon fadi a Cotnoianitr, where fe msmj IntereOs are coA'cern'd, aod (b tirndi Mtrtt. in their Dog-* sefi altow'dy if tbcy had Aot a Privitcdgia of refvfing Ibme . crude Pieces, loo imperfed tot the EotertMnminc of the PbIt- lick I would not be thoaghi to iaferr, that they haire se- ver ,Coogle ¥ R E P A C E.' Sam la^libU^- Out if W« do b«t iaia[f cae&iK 'MB Of «• bofc FwM Thaafidid t%TS tiiMt, bow fniftlt x Netnter wiA now Hand the Tefl : if We do but conlider tcx), how a&sa « raw Performance has been eitolPd by the Partiiliiyof jvivatt, i Ftimdlhipl aiB wKaf ji Ckdlpur of Inju/y lias b^a raU'4 frqt^ that Qi^ter, v^tJfi Ibdk FerfonnAjce AeaTiiii; a Rcpulle^- wemay pretty ealily account for the Grounds upon which thef proceeded in difcountenancin^ fome Plays, and the harfh ThJngi (hat ue ihrowe «M upon rteir givin); s Rf jnitfa u> othcM. ' '' Bat I Oioald beg Pardon for irffeffeHng ifi tWs Qa^didn. fn which I am properly neither Party, nor judge. 1 am ohly throwing.oui 4.F9iy>tc Opioita, witbod IncerM or Prejndicc, and if 1 aip fight in the Nocipn, yaUa: qnantam valere ^oufi. " PRO- b, Google P R O L O G U E. Written by rfl"/Z,/P FROfT^E, Ef^t And Spoken by Mr. W i l K s. A^ in feme Region, wbtrt inJulgeat Sties Enrich the Seil, a thoufand Plants arift Vrtfutnt and bold}, a tboufdnd Ijindskips meet Our ravijhi f^iew, irregularly Jweet : WegaT^y divided, now en "Tbefe, naw^ofey fybiie Mi 6m beaitttous ff^Odernefs cempoff. Sack S H A K E s p E A R e'j Gtnius 1V0S : TT— ^/ Bri» [0B8. ioafi The glorieas Birtb^ and, eager, firi^ who mji Sbsit celebrate his f^erfi { fer 'mbile we raife ,■ Trophies of Fame to him, ourjihts we praife; Difplay tie falents of a Britifh AftW, iFhere All is great, free, o^f,' uneonfin^'d. Be it Bttr Pride, to. featb bis daring' Pl^^tii jlnd relijb Beauties, be '-alone akild- write. Moft modern Authors, fearful to: afpire^ With Imitation cravfp their genial Fire } The wtU-fchemed Plan keepJiriSl before their Eyes^ Dwell on Proportions, trifling Decencies ^^ ^'bile noble Nature all negledled lies. Natjire, that claims Precedency of Place, PerfeSion^s Bafis^ and effentisl Grace ! Nature- L);l.z,ill.,G00g[c PROLOGUE, Nature fciHtimatefy SWAKKSTEAKu kiKWj "j Prom berfirfi Spring bis Stntintfnts he drew; , f itefoj^ fftatP/ wild tbey flow j -and^ wbeir mofi -uiildy y(i( true. ^ tFbiltTb^, fecm-e in wbat the Crittcks teach f Of fervlU Laws JHlldrtjid the dangerous Breacb^ His va^y unhundedt Soul difdain^d their Rule, jiiove the Precepts ef tbe Pedant School! Ob ! could tbe Bard^ rtvifiting our Lights Receive tbefe Honours done bis Shade To-night^ How would he blefs the Scene tbisjige dijflays, Tranfiending bis E.h7A.*s goiden Days/- fFhen ff-eat Aogustus fiUs the Brkifh ^oi$e^ And bis lov'd Conforc , makes the Mufe her own. How would hejvfy ta fee fair Merit's Claim 7%«j anfweT'd in bis owji reviving Fatnef How cry with Pride -r~ — " Oblivioa I (brgtve^ « This my kft Ciiildto Uteft TimcB ihalt Iitc* « Loft to rhc World, well for the Birth it ft»y'd j ' f' To this auTpicious u£rii well delay'd. > EPI- t,, Google E P IL O CUE Written (jy a Friewi. ... - . Spoken hy Mn. O L t) P I & t D. WELtyHiwen deftwd ui fram thtje ancient Piapy Theft Moral Bardi of getd ^uten Bctfj Daysf ney write Jram_ Virtue's Lams, and think no fuHUr% But dratii a Rape as dreadful as a Murtber. Toumoderufnti, mare deeply vers^iitNatmtj . J Can tip the wink, to ieJl ns, pa knnv better j > Jfs wbojhou'dfay — " *7?J, nofucb kitiini Matter.—— j " H^e'^e beard old Stories ttid, and yet ne*er wonder^d^ « Ofmai^ a Prude, fbiu k»S endured a Hundred: ** jind Violame snever,- ir 'we're in$jtaktn, " Not, becaufe ravijbt-y.hat hecaufe —forfahn.—* Had this beeii written to the modern Stage, Her Manners bad been cogfd from the Aff. Then, tho" fie bad been eiete a little wrong. She fill bad had the Grate to've held her Tongiui And after M, with downcafi I^oii, heenled Like any Firgin to th» Bridal Bid, V^ere, if the good Man qaefiien'd her Mif-doing, Sbi'd ftopbim fiort — " Pray, wbo made yon fo kmrwing ? " IFhat, doubt ntfFirtue.'—fFbaf s your ha fehitentionl •' Sir^ that's a Point above your Comfrebenfon.-^— L)^i.z.iit>,Coogle EPILOGUE. f^itffj fleav'n ie prats- df the Firtue of om timet Secures us from ear Gotbick Grandfires Crimti. RapeS) Ma^uk, mtto Opiahns, ttMk.iifirf Have fir d our Cbromcles^ are now no more: jtnd this reforming Age may jufily boaflt TThtt dreadful Sin Polygjuny is left. So far frm m^lfiplyl^ fVives, 'tis known Om' Susiands Jlfidf they've ffork enou^ vith «w.-r- then, tisforiifi^s^ tbofe dangerous days arepufi\ Our Dapfty Sp^ks are feidom infinh bafie. In Sh >^a,ivn. AVLE-'s Jgetbe^n^iQxToutb i»^"df Lov'df as they fenght,. by bim and Btauty fifd, *tiiyourf tfi crown the Bard, v>bofe Magici Strain Cou'd ebarm the Heroes of that glorious Rfig^ -. Whicbbt^^f^ io*^ Ottfi the Pride o/Spaiq. Dm- t,, Google Draiii^is Perfdngit MEN: buke>«g. Mr.Cwj). Sxkrlct, his Elder Soli. . Mr. Mils. Bemifuez, lis Younger Son. tar. fFilks. Dm Btrnard, Father to Leeneri. Mr. HarpeK Camllh, Father to 7»//o. Mr. Griffa. Juiio, in Love with Lamra. Mr. BiMl. Citizen. Mf. P»/m: Wafter.oftheFlocki. Mi-. irUgwaflr- #lrft Shepherd. Mr. JVirrfi. Second Shepherd. Mr. i?-»i Women. Leetieta, ' Mrs. Paiiir. yitlanU. Mrs. iw(i». SCENE, «& •Prn/iHce of AaiAtiSii m ^^; DOUBLE t>,Goot^lc DOUBLE FALSH.OOD; OR. 7^^ DisTREST Lovers. ACT L SCENE L SCENE. A Royal Talace. fDuke Angelo, Roderick, and Courthrf* RoOerice. _ ^ gracious Father, this anwonted f Strain . " Vifits my Heart with Sadnefs. ft Duks. '- Why, my Son? I M^ing my Death familiar to my ' • Tongue I Digs not my Grave one Jot befofib I the Date. I've worn the Garland of my Honours long. And would not leave it wlther'd to thy Brow, Bac floutiftiing and green % worthy the Man, ■ -^ • B Who, Dg.l.zedt,,CoOgle i Double fALSHOoDj otj Who, with my Dukedoms, heirs my better Glories. Roder. This Praife, which is my Pride, fpreads mc ■with Blufties. Duke. Think not, that I can flatter thee, my Roderick.; Or let the Scale of Love o'er-poiic my Judgmcoc^ Like a fair Glafs of Retrofpcttion, Thou Reflcd'ft the Virtues of my early Youth j Making my old Blood mend its Pace with Tranfport: While fond Henfi^uez, thy irregular Brother, Sets the large Credit of hii Name ac Slake, A Truant to my Wiflies, and bis Birth. His Taints of Wildncfs hurt our nicer Honour, And call for fwifc Reclaim. Rosier. • — ' I truft, my Brother Will, by the Vantage of his cooler Wifdom, E*er-while redeem the hot Efcapes of Youth, And court Opinion with a golden Condud. Date. Be Thou a. Prophet in that kind Saggeftion ! But Ij'by Fears weighing his unweigh'd Courie, Interpret for the Future from the Paft. And llrange Mifgivings^ why he hath of late By Importunity, and ftrain'd Petition, Wrcfted our. Leave of Abfence from the Court, Aw^e Sufpicion. "Thou art inward with him; And, haply, from the bofom'd Truft can'ft ihapc Some formal Caufe to qualify my Doubts. Reder. Why he hath prefs'd this Abfeoce, Sir, I know not} But Tiave .his Letters of a modem Date, W herein by JuliOj good Camilla's Son, (Who, as he fays, mall follow hatd uponj - And whom I with the growing Hour cspeii;:) He doth (oUicit the Return of Gald 'to purchafe certain Horfe, thjaftte bioi well. This Julio he encounter'd firft i^France, And loviftgly commends him to ftw Favours Wilhingi I would detain him fome'^w Days, To know the Value of his well-placed Truft. Duke. i.,Goog[c al^^DiSTREST Lovers. 3 Duke. Oy do ic, Roderick i and aOay to mould him An honeft Spy upoo thy Brother's Riots. Make us acquainted wbeo tbc Youth arrives; We'll fee this Julio, and be fhall from Us Receive the fecret Loan bis Friend requires, firuig him co Court. lEKtunt. S CENE y. Tro^eSiofaViUageata^ipnce. Maiers Camillo ivilb a Letter. Cam. How comes the Duke to take fuch Notice of my SoOf that he muft needs have him in Court, and I mult fend him upon tbc Viev of his Letter? ■ ' ■ Horfcmanfhip! WhatHorfemanlhiphas7«'i'fl-'' I think, be can no more but gallopa Hackney, utUeQi he pradifed Riding in France. It may be, he did fo; for he wai there a good Continuance. But I have not heard him fpeak much of his Horfemanfhip. That's 00 Mat- ter : if be be not a good HorTcman, all's one in fnch a Cafe, he muft botr. Princes are abfolatej the/ may do what they will In ai^ Thing, fave what they cannot do. Eiaen Julio. O, come on, Sir'; read this Paper : no more Ado, but read it : It muft not be anfwcr'd by my Hand, nor yours, but, in Grofs, by your Perfon > your folePer- Ton. Read aloud. Jul. 'Pleafe you, to let mc firft o*erlook it. Sir. Cam. I was this other day in a Spleen againft your newSuiu: I do now think, fome Fate was the Taylour that bach fitted them: for, this Hour, they are for the Palace of the Duke. — Your Father's Hoiife is too dufty. Bt y-i. jt,,Coogle 4 Double FAisHooDi w, Jul. Hem !— to Court ? Which is the better, to ferve aMillreft, or a Duke? I am fucd to be his Slave,' and I fue to be Leeiwra^s. \Afiie, Cam. You fliall find your Horfcraanfliip much pratfed there} Are you fo good a Horfeman? Jul. 1 have been, £*er DOW, commended for my Seat, or mock'd. Cam. Take one Commendation with another, every Third's a Mock. — AficS; not therefore to be praifed. Here's a deal of Command arid Botreaiy mixt } there's no denying} you muft go, peremptorily he inforces •That. Jul. What Fortune foever my Going (hall tecoun- cer, cannot' be' good Fortune) What I part withat unfeafons any ocner Goodneft. \,Afidt. Cam. You muft needs gO) he rather conjtires, cbm- hnpottilnes. Jul. No moving of my Love^'Siuc to him now?-— '}- ^Afiit. Cam. Great Porcuires htve grown out of lefi Grounds. " Jul. What may her Father think of me, who cx- peds to be folUcked thii very Night? \_Afiit. \Cam. Thofc fcattcr*d Pieces of Virtue, which arc in him, the Court will folder cogetfacr, varnilh, wd tcaify. Jul. He will furely think I deal too flightly, or na- mannerly, or fooliihly, indeed (' nay, dilhoneftiy} to bear him in hand with my Father's Confcnr, who yet hath not been toucb'd with fo mtieh as a Requeft to it. ^AJide, Cam. Well, Sir, have you read it over? Jul. Yes, Sir. Can. And confider'rf it ? Jul. As I can. Cam. If you are courted bygoodFoitOde, yon i»uft go- Jul. So it pleifc Yoo, Sir. . . Cum. jt,,Coogle . ^tf 1 S T R E S T L p V E R I. 5 .Cam. By any Mean(| and tomorrow; b it not there the Limic of his Requeft? , >/.,Itis, Sir. Cam. 1 mull bethink me of fome |,Coogle ai&ffDisTREST Lovers. 7 The Slave of Fafliion, I with willing Soul Bmbrace the lazy Banifhment for Litej . Since Leonora has pronoonc'd my.Doom. Leon. What do you mean? Why talk you of the ,. Duke? "Wherefore of War, or Courr, or Baiii(hment? yui. How this nivr Note is grown of mc, I know noti ' But the Duke writes for Me. Coming to move My Father in our Bus'nefs, I did find him- RcadiDg this Letter ; whofc Contents require My inftant Service, and Repair to Court. Leoij. Now 1 perceive the Birth of thcfe Delays^ ■ Why Leonora was not worth your Suit. Repair to Court ? Ay, there you fliatl, perhaps, (Rather, paft Doubt j) behold fome choicer Beauty, Rich in her Charms, train'd to the Arts of Soothing^ Shall prompt you to a Spirit of HardincTs, To fay, So plcafe you, Father, I have chofen This Mtftrefi for my own.- ■ ■ Jul. .— ! — — — — .Sjill you miftake me ; Ever.i5Wit Servant I profefe my felfi And will not blot tne with a Change, for all That Sea and Land inherit. Leon. But when go you ? yul. To morrow, Love} fo runs the ^j^l^e's Com- mand } ' . ' Stinting our Farewell- kifles, cutting off The Forms of Parting, and the Interchange Of tboufand precious Vows, with Ha&e too rude. ' Lovers have Things of Moment to debate. More thaii a Prince, or dreaming Statefman, know : Such Ceremonies wait on Cepid's Tbtoae, Why heav'd that Sigh ? Leon. O Juhoy let me wfiifper WhaCi but for Parting, 1 ihould blufh to tell thee: My Heart beats thick with Feara, left the gay Sceae^ Tap Splendor^ of a Courts fhould from thy Breal^ . B 4 Bmik L)^i.z.iit>,C.oogle 8 Double Falshood; or^ Banilh my linage, kill my Int'reft in thee. And I be le&, the ScofF of Maids, to drop A Widow's Tear forthy departed Faith. . Jul. O la AlTuTance, ftrong as Words can bind. Tell thy plcas'd Soul, I will be wond'rous faithful i True, » the Suo is to bit Race of Light, As Shade to Darknefs, as Defire to Beauty : And when I fwerve, let Wrstchedncfs o'ertake me. Great as e'er Falihood met, or Change can merit. J>0». Enough} I'mfatisfied: and will remain Yours, with a firm and uorir'd Conftaney. Makd not your Abfence long: Old Men are wav'ritigs And fway'd by Int'rcft more than Promife g^v'n. Should lome frefli OlFer flart, when you're away, I may be preft to Something, which mail put My Faith, or my Obedience, to the Rack. JmI. Fear not, but 1 with fwiftcft Wing of Time "Will labour my Return. ' And in my Ablcocei My noble Friend, and now our honour'd Gueft, The Lord Hefiriquezy will in my behalf Hang: at your Father's Ear, and- with fcind Hints, Pour'd from a friendly Tongue, fccure my Ckutn^ And play the Lcjvcr for thy ^ent yalio. Leon. Is there no Inilance of a Friend ^urn'd l*Hc? Take Heed of That : No Lore by Proxy, Julia. My Padier- ' . Enters Don Bernard. U. JBem. WM, ^k/w, in publick ? Thi$ Woocing is loo urgent. Is your Father yet moved in the Suit, who iDoft be the prime Unfolder of this Bufincfs? Jul. I have not yet, indeed, at fott fxrflHs'd My Father, whom it is my Service follows j But only that I have a- Wife in Chafe. G. Bern. Cfaale! Let Chafe alone: KoMat- ter for That. ■■ t -. Yod may halt after her, whom you ptofcfs to porfue, and <:4ldi h« too j himft mt jt,,Coogle 31&^DiSTREST Lovers.' 9 uolefi yoar Father let you flrp.- — .-— Briefly, I dcGrc you, (for {he lells me, my hftruftions &.i\\ be both Eyes and Feet to bcr^) no farther toinfift in yoorRe- qairing, 'till, as ,1 have formerly faid, Camillo make known to Me, t^at hii good Liking goes along with Usj which but once breath'd, all is done; 'till when, the Bufincfi has no Life, and cannot find a Begin- nioe. 5*/. Sir, I will know his Mind, e*er I tafte Sleep: At Morn, you fliall be Icam'd in hii lycfire. I take my Leavp.- ~0 virtuous Leonora^^ ,. Repofc, fwect as ttiy Beauties, fcal thy Eyes j Otice more, adieu. I have thyPromifc, Lovci , Remember, atid be faithful. ' [£x, Juljo. D. Bern. His Father is as unfettted, as he is way- wardf in his Difpofition. If Z thought you'og yuiio*s Temper were not mended by the Metr'al of nis Mot ther, I fliould be fomething crazy. in giving my Cob* fent to this Match: And,-to tell you true, iFmy Eyes might be the Pire&ors to your Mind, I' could in tbif Town'Iook upon Twenty Men of mored.clicate Choi?** 1 fpetfc not This altogether to unbend your ASo&'ioat to htm: But the Meaning of what I fay is, that j^ou let fucb Pticqupoh yourfelf to hiia,as Many, and muc'H his Betters, would buy you at j (and reckon thoTe Virt tues in you at the rate of their Scarcity j) to which if he come not up, you remain for a better Mart. Lten. My Obedience, Sir, is chain'd to your Aji- vicc. Z). S^-B. *Tis well faid, and wifcly. I fear, youi! Lover is a little Folly-tainted j which, 'fliority fcfter it proves fo, you will repent. Leon. Sir, t confef^, I approve him of all the Men' I knoWjbui that Approbation is noihing, 'till feafau'd by your Confent. n. Bern. We '.fliaU hear foon what his FatW. will do, and fo proceed accordingly. I have no great Heart fo- the ^finef|, ueithcr wilt I with any Violence op- L)^i.z.!it>,Coogle .JO Double Falshood; or, pofc it : Buc leave it to that Power which rules ia thefe Cotijun&ions, aod there's aa End. Comei haftc We fcomewart^ Girl. {^Exeunt. S C E N E m. Enter Henrique;^} and Servants with Ughts. I&nr. Bear the Lights clofc: — f-^- Where is the Mufick, Sirs? Serv. Coming, my Lord, He/ir. Let 'em not come too near. This Maid, For whom my Sighs ride on the Night's chill Vapour, la born moft humoly, tho' (he be as fair As Nature's richcft Mould and Skill can make her. Mended with ftrong Imagination. But what of That? Th' Obfpureoefs of her Birth Cannot eclipfe the Luftre of her Eyes, TVhich njake her jiU One Light. — r^ — Strike up, my Mailers i But touch the Strings with a rdigipus Softnefs j Teach Sound to languifli thro' the Night's dull Ear, 'Till Melancholy ftart from her lazy Couch, And Carelefsnefs grow Convert to Attention. \lMufick flays. She drives me into Wonder, when I fomctimes Hear her difcourfej The Court, whereof Report, And Guefs alone inform her, ihc will rave at. As if ftie there fev'n Reigns^had flander'd Time, Then, when ihc reafons on her Country State, Health, Virtue, Plainnefs, and Simplicity, On Beauties true in Titlt, fcorning Art, Freedom as well to do, as think, what's good; My Heart grows fick of Birth and empty Rank, And I become a Villager in Wifli. Play on; — : — SheSceps.tpqfoi^nt^: -^T— Be (till, and vanilh: .4 i.,Goog[c Tht DiSTREST LOVEB-S,' It A Gleapi of Day breaks faddcn from her Window: O Taper, graced by that midoight Hand! Violante appears above at her fVindaw. Vioi. Who is'tjthac wooes at this late Hour? What are you? liettr. One, who for your dear Sake- -- Viol. Watches the ftartefs Night ! My Lord Htmiq»i%^ or my Ear deceives me. You've had my Anfwcr, and 'tis more than ftrange You'll combat thcfe Repulfcs. Good my Lord, Be Friend to your own Meahh } and give mc Leave, Securing my poor Fame, nothing to picy What Pangs you fwcar you fuifer. 'Tis injpoffiblc To plant your choice Atfedions in my Shade, At leaftjfbr them to grow there. Henr. '- Why, /^w/M/e? Vid. Alas! Sir, there are Reafons numberiefs To bar your Aims. Be waro'd to Hours more wholefom j For, Thefc you watch in vain, I have read Scoriei, (I fear, too true ones;) how young Lords, like you. Have thus befung mean Windows^ rhymed their Suf^ ferings Ev'n to th'Abufe of Things Divine, fet up Plain Girls, like mc, .the Idols of their WoriTiipt Then left them to bewail their eafie Faith^ And ftand the World's Contempt. Hear. — — ' — : —7— Your Memory, Too feithful to the Wrongs of few loft Maids, Makes Fear too general. Vial. : __ Let us be homply, Aiid let us too be chaft, doing you Lords no Wrong} Buc crediting your Oaths with fuch a Spirit, As you profels them : fo no Party truftcd Shall make a lodng Bargain. Home, my Lotd, What you can fay, is moil unfcjUbnablei what fing. Moil abfonant and harfli : Nay, your Perfume, "Which I fmell hither, cheers oof my Scnfc Xa\z qur Field-violet's Breath. ' ' " ' ■' -. ^j^, Dg.l.zedt,,CoOgle It Double Falshood; or, • Htnr. ' - ' "' . ' -Why, this DifmilSoa Does more invite my Staying. Fiol. - — — Men of your Temper Make ev'ry Thiog their Bramble. But I wrong I'hat which \ am preferving, my Maid's Name, To hold lb kmg Dircnurfe. Your Virtues guide you T'effeft fome nobler Purpofc ! [£«. ViolaDte. Hem. Stay> bright Maid ! Come back, and leave me with a &irer Hope. She's gone:— ^— Who un I, that am thus contemu'd? Thcf(ecoDd Sou to a Prince ? — — Yesi well j WhaB then? Why, your great Birth forbidi you to defceot) To a low AlHance:—— Her's is the lelf-fame Stuff, Whereof we Dukes are made % but Clay more pare! And. take awiky my Title, which is acquit'4 Not by my felf, but tbrowa by Fortune of) Mc» . Or by the Merit of fomc Anccftoor Of fingukr Quality, She doth inherit Deferts t'oucweigh me. — I mart ftoop cogun^rs Throw all my gay CompariToas. afidc. And turn my proud Additions out of Service, Rather than keep them to become my M^fters, The Dignities we wear, areGifis of Pride^ And laugh'd at by the Wife, as ineer Outflde. - {Exit. End of the Vkfi A£l. ACT The DisTREST Lovers: ij ACTH. SCENE L SCENE, T&e *ProJpeB vfaViUage, £)*/«- Fabian W Lopez ) Hmriqun on theOpptfiit Side. Ifif. QOFT, foft you, Neighbour } who comes O here? Pray you, flink afide. Htar. Ha! Is it come to this? Oh ibcDeyil, the Devil, the DevU! Fab. Lo you now ! for Want of the difcreec Ladte' of a cool CDderftanding, will this Fellow's Brains boil over. Hinr. To have enjoy'd her, I would bare giTcn— ' What? All that at prefent I could boaft my own. And the Reverdon of the World to boot. Had the Inheritance been mine : — '— And now, (Juft Doom of guilty Joyi !) I grieve as much That I have rifled all the Stores of Beauty,- TboTe Charm» of Innocence and artlcfi Lovo) As juft before I was dcvoar'd with Sorrow, That flic reflis'd my Vows, and fliat the Door Upon my ardent- Longings. Lap. Love! Love! Downright Love! I fee by the Fooliflinefs of it. Henr. Now then to RecolIeSion— — Was't not fo? A Promife firft of Marriage Not .a Ptomife only, for 'twas bound with Surety of a thOufand Oaths j — «nd thoTe not light ones neither. ——Yet I remember too, thofe Oaths could not prevail j th' unpraftis'd I Maid trembled to meet my Love: By Force done Y fnatch'd Dg.l.zedt,,CoOgle l4 l!)6uflLE FAtSft66Di of, fhatch'd th* imperfcft Joy, wbicb now tormencs my Memory. Not Love, but brutal Violence prcvail'dj to which the Time, and Place, and Opportunity, were AccefTaries moft dilhonourable. Shame, Shame upon it ! Fak. What a Heap of Stuff's this — I fancy, this Fellow's Head wotild make a good Pedlar's I^ck, Neigh- bour. Henr. Hold, let me be fcvcreto my Self, but not unjuft. Was it a Rape then? No. Her Shrieks, her Exclamations then had drove me from her. True, ihe did not confcnt} as true, (he did refill} but ftill io Silence atl. - ■ — 'Twas but the Coyncfs of a mo- deft Bride, not the Refentment of a ravifht Maid. And is the Man yet bom, who would not rifque the Guilt, to meet the Joy? The Guilt! that's true ——but then the Danger} the Tears, the ClaAoorsof the ruin'd Maid, purfuing me to Court. That, that, I fear will (as it already does my Confcience) (bme- Ching fhatter my l^onour. What's to bedoae ? But now I have no Choice. Fair Le9nora rcigoStconfeft the Tyrant Queen of my revolted Heart, and f^toiante feems a fhort Ufurper there. ■ Julio's already by my Arts remov'd. Q Friendfhip, bow wilt thou an- fwer That ? Oh, that a Man could rcafon down this Feaver of the Blood, or fooih with Words the Tu- mult in his Heart ! , Then, JuiiOf I might be, indeed, thy Friend. They, they only ihould condemn me, who born devoid of Paffion ne'er have prov'd the fierce Difputes 'twixt Vinue and Defire. While they, who have, like me. The loofe Efcapca of youthful Nature known. r Mull wink at mine, iadulgem to their own. [Exit Hoirtquez. Lop. This Man is certainly mad, and may be mif- chicvoui. Pr'ythee, Neighbour, let's follow himj but at fon^ DiHance, for tear of the worft. [Extuat, after Henr. 3 SCENE jt,,Coogle 7]&r D I s T R E s T Lovers." ij ■SCENE II. yitt Apartment, Enters Violante alone. Fiol. Whom ihall I look spon without a BluHi f There's not a Maid, whofe Eye with Virgin Gaze Pierces not to my Guilt. What wiU't avail me. To fay 1 was not willins} Nothing} but that I publifh my Difhonour, And wound my Fame anew.— ;— O Mifcry, To fecm to all one's Neighbours rich, yet know One'iiSclf neceffitous and wretched. ■ Enter Maid, and afterwards Gerald with a Letter. ' Maid. Madam, here's Gerald^ Lord Henri^uiz' Ser- vant i He brings a. Letter to you. yiol. A Letter to mc! How I tremble now ! Your Lord's for Court, good Gerald, is fte not? Ger. Not To, Lady. Fiol. O my prefaging Heart ! When goes he then? Ger. His Bufineis now fleers him fome other Courfe. .Fiol. Whither, I pray you?— How my Fears t6r- ment me ! Ger, Some two Motiths Progrefs. f^hl. — — : — '■ -Whither, whither, Sir, 1 do bcfcech you ? Good Heav'ns, F lofe all Patience. Did he deliberate this? or was the Bufinefs But then concciv'd, when it was born? Ger, Lady, Ikoow not That } nor is it in the Com- mand I have to wait your Anfwer. For the pef'ufing the Lectet I commend you to your Leifure. r^*'^ Gerald, I yioh To Hearts like mine Sufpence is Mifcry. Wax, render up thy Truft : Be the Contents Prol^'roiu, or fatal, they are all my Due. Reads.] u3i.z.iit>,Coogle It; Double FAtSHooD; (W'j Reads.] Our Prudence Jbould now tgacb « to fargef^ •ojbat our Indifiretiga has .committed. I have aireadj tnSe one Stvp towards ibis fFifdoBij hy prevailing on My/elf to Bid you. Facevelli O, Wretched and betray'd ! LoH P^olante / . . Heart-wounded with a thoufand perjur'd Vows, ' -, Poifon'd with ftudicd Language, aod bequcath'd To Defpcration. I am now become The Tomb of my own Honour: a dark Manfloii, For Death alone to dwell in. I invite thee, Confupiing Defolaiion, to this Temple, Now fit to be thy Spoil: the ruin'd Fabrick, Which cannot be tepair'd, at oticii o*er-throw. What nauft 1 do? But That's not worth my Thought: I wiJI commend to Hazard all the Time ' . . That I fliall rpend hereafter: Farcwcl, my Fathfcr^ Whom 1*11 no more ofFcnd : and Men, ac^ea, Whom I'll no more believe: and Maids, adiea, Whom I'll no longer fliame. The Way Ijjp, As yet 'I know not. Sorrow be my Guiae. lEtcit Violantt. SCENE m. ^reJpe£ftf:a^ViU4^kf0rff Don BernardV Houfe. inters Heririqiitfi. ^ Htw. Where were the Eyes, the Voice, \ht V;i- rious Charts, " Each beauteous Parttcl'e, each namelefs Gface, Parents of glowing Love? All Tbcfc in Her, It feenM, w^fe not ; but a Difcafe in Me^ * . ■■ That fancit^ Graces in her. ■— — Who ne'er beheld* More than a Hawthcu-ne, ihall hare Caure to fay* ' The Cedar's a tall Trccj and fcom the Shade, .3i.z.iit>,Coogle 3:i^l3V*4 fcffl oaee bad tent faim. Sbftf mine Ho- nour Begins to Gckca in this black Refllt^ion. How can ic^tye, thtt with mjr Horiour fiife I ihould ptiffiie tioH^tt fbr My Wife ? Thtt wcrt Htcumakting Injufies, To Fivkittte fifft, aftd now tb Jilioi To her « perjur'd Wretch, (o hitn perfidioqsj .. < Afld to mjidf in ftrongcft Tertiis accos'd Of murth'rjng Hobour wilfQlly, ■Without whicli' My Dog's (he Creature of the nobler KiritJ.'—^ But Picafure is too ftrong for Reafon's Curb } . ' . And ConTcfence finkS d'er-power'd with Bcaiity^ Sweets. CoiiHe, LtMerOf Authreft of iny Crime, - Appear^ and vindicate tfaf Erupirelieres Aid me to drive this ling'ritiK Honour heilcu;) ',' And Ilifii Swliol|y t*irie. JEtRn- tt lioif iJ'os Bernard ind Leonora. D. Bern. Fye, my good Lord j why would you wai% wiihooi? If you W(J)e^ your Weleoinc, I bavt br6U';ghfi ' My LenHetti to afiiife you of it. [Henr./«iitf?jLeoD; 'HeHr. O Kifs, ^eet as the Odours of the Sprii^ But cold as Dews that dwell on Morning Flpwr'iaf / Say, Leeneraf has your Father conqucr'd? Shall Daty theb at kft obtain (he Prize, , Which you rtfbs'd to Love? And fhall M^i^aiJi Owe all his Hawpineft to good SefHaytii f Ah! na\K reatf my Ruin in yonr £yes; That Sorrow, .louder than a thaufana To'ijlues^ PronDUflces tpy Dcfpair. - -w^ ; D> Bern. •- — -—^ — Contr, Leonora., > You are not now to learn, this noble Lord,' (Whom but to natne, reftorcs my failing Age,) HiB,with a Lover's Eyt beheld yoW Beauty j C Thro' J 8 Double-Fa LsH OO0-, *v Tfaro* which his Heart Tpcaks more than LangaagC can i It offers Joy aod Happinefs to You, . ' ' And Honour to our Hoqfe. Imjtgiae then The Birth ind Qualiiies of him that loves yoo }> ,Which when you know, you cannot rate too dear. Leoa. My Father, on my Knees I do berecch ]|qU To paufe one Moment on your Daughter's Ruin. I vow, my Heart ev'n bleeds, that j muft tbaok you For your pall Tcndernefsj and yet diftruft That which is yet behind. Coniidcr, Sir, ■Whoe'er's th' Occafion of another's Fault, Cannot himfclf be innocent. O, give not Tht cenfurina World Occalion to reproach Your harih <5)mroaDds j or to my Charge lay Tbias- •' .Which raoft Tfear, the Fault of Difobcdicnce, . ,' Z>. Bern. Pr'ythcc, fear neither the One, nor th* O- ther: I tell thee. Girl, there's more Fear thai) gan- ger. For my own part, as fooo as Thou art married CD this noble Lord, my Fears will be over. Leoa. Sir, I ihould be the vaincft of my Sex, Not to efteem rnyfcjf unworthy fiir .;v Of this high Honour. Once there was a Time, > When to have heard my Lord Bemi^uez' Vows, ' : Might have fubducd my unexpcricnc'd Heart, And made me wholly his! But That's now, f aft.; And iny firm-plighted Faith by your Confcnt Wsis long iipce given to the injur'd 7»/'*. i>. Bern. Why thpn, by my Confcnt e*co take It back again. Thou,, like a fimplc Wench, haftoivtmhy AfFe^ions to a Fellpw, that does not care.aFlar^tbioS for them. Ope, thw has left thee for a Jaunt 'to Court! as who fliould fay, I'll got a Place npw-j ,'tw Time enough to marry, when I'ni tum'd out of ic , i Hear. So, furely, it-iTiould fcemi mo.ftjoyely Mwl> 5'ii/fV, alas, feels nothing of my PaJQion: - ■ ;, ; His Loye is but th'.Amufcmcnt of an Hour, , A ibort Relief from Bufincfs, or Ambition, ,. f - , Thr ■■-.. L)^i.z.iit>,Coogle Tl^tf -DlsTREsT Lovers. fp The Sport of Youth» and Falhion of the Age. f hiid he known the Hopes, the Doubts, the Ar- dours, Or half the fond Varieties of Paffion, That play the Tyrant with my tonur'd Soul j He had riot left Thee to purfue his Fortune: To pra&ife Cringes in a flavifh Circle, And barter real Blifs for unfure Honour. Leon. Oh, the oppofine Wind, Shouldering the Tide, makes here a fearful Billow : 1 needs muft perirti in it. ■ Oh, my Lord, Is it then pomole, you can forget "What's due to your great Name, and princely Birtb^ To Friendfliip's holy Law,' to Faith r6pos*d. To Truth, to Honoar, and poor injur'd Jalio? think, my'Lord, bow much this Jklio loves youi* Recall 'his Services, his wcll-try'd Faith} Think tooj this vciy Hour, whcre-e'cr he be, Your Fav6ur is the Envy of the Couf tj ■ And fecret Triumph of his grateful Heart. ' i Poor JuJiOy how fecurely thou depend'ft Upon the Faith and Honour of thy Mafler; Miftakcn Youth! this very Hour he r(As thee Of all thy Heart holds dear. — *Ti8 fo Henriguez' Repays the Mertcs of unhappy Julio. \PFveps\ hear. My flumb'ring Honour catches the Alarm./ 1 was tolilatne to parley with her thus : ' > Sb'as fliown me to myfelf. It troubles me. ' \_Jftde\ D. Bern. Mad} Mad. Stark mad, by this Light., Leom. I but begin to be fo. — I conjure you^ By all the tender Intcrefls of Nature^ By the chafie Love 'twist you, and my dear Mother^ (O bi)ly Heav'n, that the were living now !) Forgive-aod pity mc.^ — Oh, Sir, reratmber, I've heard my Mother fay a thoufand Times, Her Father would have forced her Virgin Choice > Biic when the Cooflift was 'cwixt Love and Duty, .'Which Should be lirft obcy'd, my Mother quickly G a* PaM JO Dou>i« Falsh^Pqp^ or, Paid up her Vows to Love^ aod married You. " Ycm thoughE thti well, snd flie was praifcd for Thkj For this htr Name was hrfnour'd, Difobcdicocc , Was ne'er imputed to her, her firm" Love Conquer'd whtce'cr oppos'd it, and (he profperM Long Time your Wife. My Cafe is nowtbc fames You are the Father, which You then condemn'd } J, what my Mother wasj but not fo happy.—— D. Bern. Go to, you're » FooL No doubti Yod havcoldStorjes enouah to undo you. — ^ Wbac, yon cran't throw yourlelt away but by Precedem, ' h* P-' You will needs be married Co One, tbac will Nttoe of You?- You will be happy no Body's way bet yoor own, forfooth.' But, d'ye mark in«, Cpwe yoUt Tongue ibr the future } (aod That's ufiog you baiiMJIy too, to bid you fparo whac you have a grcAt ^nt-toe lAuch of:) Go, go your ways, and d'ye hcaTt get ready within thcfe Two days to be married to it Hat- band you don't defervet — Do it, or^ by mydiaAFtr tber's Soul, you are no AcquMOtiitKc of nrine. - Jletir. Sheweq>s: Be gemler tober, good Bfffifinli. Leon. Then Woe the Day. — -- I'm circled looftJ with I^'irej No Way for my Bfcapc, but tbr6' the Flameti Ohj can 1 e'er rcfoi\rc to live without A Father's Bleffing, or aba'ndOB ^srto? With other Maidf, the Choice wece- not fd W^ S ]lit'reft>,i that riUes the Worlds has made ac ln^: A McrdiaadiM of Hearts .- and Virgios' dow . \ . Chufe as they're bid,, and wed withoHt l!i^4m4 By nobler Spring ihaU ny ACe£ti<>[ts moTO:}; : Nor own a Mafier, but the Man I lote. - ., D. Bern. Go thy ways, ConEradfSi«wi.-r-ff"'F»Hoil her, my Lo«l,} follow l>er, ili ih« tifry Ht«. Thii Ob^inacy muft be combued by Importunity sj' oblti- nate. {EmH H&^tiefin afi» het. Tin \ 3ie DiJTREST Lovers. xi Tbs Girl %s nghct her Nfothar 'was juft fuch A- notber. 1 remember, Two of Us courted her «t the fame Time. She lov'd aeUhpr of Us but She chofe me purdy to fpiehc that ^ly Old Bleckbcad mj Fa* ther-iO'Lav. Wbo comes here, Camillo ? Now t^e refufingPatt will lie on my Sido.— • Enters Camillo. Cam. My wortby Nisigbbour, I am much in For* tmie^d FavoOT t& find You thus alen«. I have a Suit to You. D. Bern. Pleafe to name ir, Sir. CatBi Sir, I have long held You in Cngular Elteem : and what I Ihall now fay* will be a Proof of It. Yoti know, Sir, I have but ooo Son. ; jb. Bern, Ay, Sir. Cam. Add the Fortune I am blfrft withal, You pret- ty well know what it is. jy.Bern. *Tis a fair One, Sii*. CaM. Suoh as it! i5> the whole Rererfion is my Son*s. Htt- is now eBgaged in his Attendance -on our Maflery the puke. , But e'er he went, he left, with mo the Secret of his Heart, his Love for your ftir I&aughter. For yqtir ConfcBt^' he laid, 'twas ready: I took 3 Nighr, tndeedyto think upon it, and nowhavebrought Jou miD&3 and im come to bind the Comraft with alf m^. Fortune ia prcfenf, the Whole fome timii hence, and, in the mean while, my hearty Bleftng;. Ha? WWfay You td'c,'"i>M5er)Mrrf? Z). Berp. Why, really. Neighbour,— Imuft own, I have heard Something of this Macier.— Cam. Heard Somethii^ of it? No doubt, you haft, J>. Bern. Yes, now I recollcft it well. Cam. Was it (b long ago then? jy. Bern. Very long ago, Neighbour.— Ob?»^ C J ' Cm. jt,,Coogle 12. Double FALSHOODi w^ Cam. Whar, am* I mock'd in this BuBoers, Dm Bernard ? D. Bern: Not mock'd, good Camilki not mock'd : But in Love-matters, you kaow, there are Abupdaoce of Changes in half an Hour. Time, Time, Neigh-i hour, plays Tricks with all of us. , . Cam.TimCj gir ! What tcU you me of Time?! Come, I fee how this goes. Can a little Time takej a Man by the Shoulder, and {h^e ofF his Honour?| Let me tell you, Neighbour, it muft cither twailrong' ,Wind, or a very mellow Honefiy that drops fo eafily. Time, quoth'a? | D. Bern. L.oo)C cc^CamiUo; willyoupleafctopuCyoHFi Indignation in your Pocket for half a Moment, while. ji telt you the wholeTnith of the Matter. My Daugh- ter, you mull know, is fuch a tender Soul, flie can-' not poJlibly fee a Duke's younger Son without falling iiefperately in' Lore with •him. Now, ' you know, Neighbour, when Greatnels rides Poll after ' a Man of my Years, *tis both Prudence, and good Breeding, to let one's felf be overtaken by it: Atid who can help all This? I profels, it was not my feeki^g,^feigh• hour. . Cam. I profefs, a Fox might earth in the Hollow* nefs of your Heart, Neighbour,' and there's an End. If I were to give a bad Confcieoce its true Likenels, it fliould be drawn after a very near Neighbour to a pertain poor Neighbour of yoi^rs. Neighbour ! witli a Pox. p. Bern. Nay, you are fo nimble with me, you yilj hear Nothing. Cam. Sir, if J mutlfpcak Nothing,! will hear Nothing. rAs for what you have to fay, if it comes from your Heart, . 'tis a Lye before you fpeak it. — V\\ lo Leonora \ andif 1 6nd her in the fame Story, why, I Ihall belieye your llVifc was jrue lo -You, and your Daughter is your pwn. Fare you well, [kxity as into D.' Bcrpard'i Bi^tfe. "■'■■■ , JO. Bern, i.,Goog[e JT&tf DisTREST Lovers. i.j Z). Ber». Ayi but two Words muft go to that Bar- gain. -It happens, that I am at prcjcni of Opinion my Daughter {hall receive no . more Company to .,Coogle 14 DouB-iE Falshooo- w; Citiz. Yc5> very well } sod love bitq too, as vcU- Leen. Ob, there an Angel ipake ! Thvp I coajttre yp«>, . ■■■.■■'■■;.. GbAvcy this Paper to him : and be^^f aftf, , ^ You do Heav'n Service in't, and ihall have Caufe Not to repent your Faini. ' I know not what Your Fonunc is ; Pardon me, g9ntl& Sir, That I am bold to offer This. {Ttrtvu down a Parje with Money. D. Sera, •mthia.'] Leonora. ■' Leon. I iruft to you j Heav'n put it in your Heart To work me fomc Relief. Citix. Doubt it not, Lady. Yoii bftve moVd me Co, That tho' a ihouTand Dangers barr'd oiy way, I'd dare *em all to. ffrve ypu. lEnit CiMzm. Leon. Thanks from a richer Hand than mine requite you! I . ■..-.' -' " D.^fra. wVi-rti.] Why, DaHgbtor-*'tT»-w Leon. 1 come: -T-Ob, jitliti, Ted! but half my Gticf^' And TbpmriU'^u^fly l^itve tip bring Rebef. iExit Leonora fran the J^ndwhi ■ "' ACT Dg.l.zedt,,CoOgle Ifoi BiSlTRBST LoV'Bts; fty ACT III SCENE L , SCENE, The TrQjPeS of a nik$p. Mntir Julio mtb a JjIUr^ mid Citizea, Citiz. \T7HEN fron ilie WiwiDw ih«'dtdvc: And prays, ber Letter may come TaEe aqd (odden. TJuiFny'r the Hevr'ns have hofrd, ind Ibelbttit 'cm. To hear all Fray'rs fhe makes. Cirig. ■ ■ ...i.^ — ^.i. '.i Hiwe tfiitieace, Sir. yai. O my good FrieiuLjmethii^s, I ^ too patient. Is there a Treachery, like This in BafcrK, Recorded «oy where? It'JBtiiedff^ft-: ■ ■■ . None but It&lf can be itf Paralkl i And from a Friend, pr^eiiiM!- ■ ■■^. — « Pr ipndfliip -^ Why, "til A Word for ever maim'd i io bumvs Nature It vas a Thing the noblett} and 'moiw Seafts, It ^od not in mean Place : Things ofBace Nature Hold jt,,Coogle ic Tit Double Falshoo dj or. Hold Atnitjr and Concordance. Such a Villanjr A Writer could not put down in his Scene, Without Taxation of-' his Auditory For Fi6lioii moft enormous. Citiz. ■ ■ Thefe Upbraidings Cool Time, while they arc vented. Jul.- — t — ; ...-■ ■■. ■ 4. Ji , — — I snnr counrei'd. ' For you, evermore, Thanks: You've- donemuch fij^Us } So gemly pretVd to 't, that I may pcrfwade mc You'll do a Utile more. ■ Citiz. '' ' Put me t'EmpIoyment That's honeft, tho' not fafe, vith my belt Spirits I'll give't Accompliffiment. Jul. No more but Thisj For I muft feei>»Mr,G00g[c 71&tf DisTHEST Lovers: 27 Ou O Saggeftion, wherefore wilt Thou fright me? ■ yulio does to Hatriquez on mccr Purpofe, On plottea Purpofc, yield, me. up 5 and He Hath chofe another Miftrefs. All Prefumptioni Make pow'rful to'thts Point: His own Protradion, ffem-igaez left behind j — ^ That Strain iack'd Je»- loulie, Therefore Tack'd Love. So fureas Life flull empty It fclf in Death, this' juisyr Sannife of mioe Is a bold Certainty. "Tis plain, and obvious, Hefiriquez would not, durtl nor, thus tnffilige - - . ^ The Law of Friendihip j thus provoke a Manj That bean a Sword, and wears his Flag of You^ As frefli as He: He durft not: 'Ti» Contrivance, profs-d^wbiag 'twixtthcm Both.'— —But I'm o'«v heud. ' {^^l" Jul Stay, Zeoi^^Hlas this ^Hird Veil : Quite loft me to t^^lnowledgJ^^ Lee^. 1 » O my Juliof Tl^^^Ucnceends the Hem Debate of Doubt, AnH^Ks'me of a tboa&nd heartfick Pear«, Spmnfroni thy Abfence: yet awakes^a Train Of otljcrflcqping Terrors. .Do you weep? yul. No, Leonora ; when I .weep, it.muft be The Subftance.of mine Eye. 'Would I could w< For fhed fiainfc Eye would drop upon my Heart, And fw^gejche Fire, there. .^HL ^on. — 1 You are ffl^^pefs'd How thills go here. Firft, welco^Wiciirtily j Welcome ro ih'Eriding of my Uft good Hour: Now Rummer Blifs and gawdy Days arc gonCf My Leafe in 'em 's expir'd. Jit- ■■ ^ Not fo, LeoHora. L^n. Yes, Julio f-i ■■ • . < il know not whatr.Advifeme:-. I'll kill the Trayior, Leon. . '■ — — O! take Heed: his Death Betters opr Ctufir no whit- No killing, Jidit. Jul. My-*BIpod ftaods ftilU and all my Faculties Are by Enchadtmont duU'd/ Ybii gracioiir Pow'ra> - The Guardians ot fworn Fahb, and fuff'thig Vitcoc, Infpira Prevention of this dreaded MiTcbief! ''< ■ Tfaia Mdment )»euF.ovn^ Let!snfe it, Love^ And flf o'th* Inllant from this Houfc of Woe. '-' Leon. Alas] hp Baffi ble : Mv^^jUre watch*d|# There's no Efcaid^k Me. O^^Vft ftay too. 7»/.Whai!:fti^Hfcetbe^^Plfroinmy An ril force thy Paflim WearlVBPaSwond? ■ Ne'er on WUn's Thigh rede beteer. — - — If I^h Hc?' The Trjtyior play bii Pare ; ifl not d«c Manhood and Juftice, Honour; let me be dq A tame, pale, ^Coward whom the Nigbt'Ow. .^« May turn to Afpcn-leaf : Some Man la^ Tfaiij "' Give Me a Diftiff for it. , ' ! . Lew- Patience, yulioi And traft to Me: I have foFC-thought the Means To difappoino^H|e Nuptials.-— ——'Hark! ogaiaj J^V^ {^h^Jiek witbftt. Thefe are the^^ffi knoll for Us.— — — 3ee,theLig(Hi Move this Way, Julia. Quick, behind yon AFrac* And ta^c thy fecret Stand. — Difpute it noti I have my iteafons, you anon Aalt-koow them: — There you may mark the Paflages of the Night. Yet, more: — ■ I charge you by the deareft Tycs, What-e'er you fee, or hear, what«c'cr /hall hap, Ifl jt,,Coogle ,,7i&*P;8tR'EST Lovers. a. In your CQitcodment reft a Olent^cuu*. Nay, hide tbee ftrait, — or, —fee, I'm arm'd, aad vow [Skevis a l>Meir. To fall a bleeding Sacrifice before Tbee, ■ ' ' ' [tbrufts bm out, to tbt ^rrv; I dare not tell thea of my Purpofe, yulh. Left it ft)o^ld viKip ihee in fiich Agonies, Which tiiy Lov^a^^d not look en. ^^ ■ SCENE <^j to a large Halt: An Altutpre^ pared ^ith Ttprs, Enter ^ &»e 'Dior Set' vants with Lights, Henrlqoez, Don BerOanJ, and Chur-chman. At another^ AttindoHts to . , Leonora. Jienriquez runs to her. ^m Ifeur. \ fa^viA this'Xjrloom V Darken m E^Ik?^'^^ " And wan ^■rCheek . Where Li '^^chpld youi Slave i Nav^own not} for each Hour of growing Time. : ShjHtk mc 10 thy Service, 'till by Merit O^Mkft Love I blot the low-born JiiliS From\fl^ feir-Misd. ^ Zjcw. -— ■ . ' ^ o I fhall make it foulf This Counfel is corrupt. • Jfegr. ; ' • — — ^ —Cjomc, you will chaise.'— ■Levn. Why would you make a W^of fiich^Omv Thatisfo^pt to change? This Ij^^Hcceding' StiF fpeaks againfi: itfelf, and viliol^^P Toe pur'eft of your Judgcopnt. ——Tor your Birth's Sake" ■ X will BM dart my hoarded Curfes atyOu^ " ' ^ Nor give my Meanings Language : For the Love Ofallgood Things together, yet take h'ced» And fpurn the Tempter back. D. Ba-n.l think, you're mad. -r—— fcrverfe,and foot,*, WfetchI Leea, ' ■u3i.z.iit>,Goog[c 5t> D6ofiLE FALSHObt)j or, Leon. How may I be obcdicnc, and wife too ? Of my Obedience, Sir, I cannot ftrip nie$ }4orcan I then be wife: Grace af^ainft Grace! Ungracious, if I not obey a Father; Mott perjufd, if I do. Yet, Lord, confider. Or e'er too kic, or e'er that Knot be ty^d, "Which may with Violence damnable be -broken. No other way diflever'd : Yet conSdcr, ■ ■ You wed my Body, not my Heart, my Lord^ Jio Part of my Affe&ioa. Sounds it well, That7«/«'s Love is Lord HtHriqutz' Wife 5 Have you an Ear for this harlh Sound i Henr. No Shot of Rcafon can come near the Place* Where my Love's fortified. The Day ihall come. Wherein yoa'll chfde this Backwardn^, -and blels Our Fervoift i^ this Courfe. ^^^^ Z.M«.**-^-^— -^Jfcr- ^^^^A, Henriquez^ When you ihall^^vhat P^^^Hsu arc pror'dy Xou'lt prophefielQBore. ^H|V D. Bern. — Havcoonc this Talking, If yoirwiU cleave to your Obedience, do'ij ^^ ■ ■ If not, un|2oU the Portal, and be gooej flB - My Blefling ftay behind you. " ^^\ Lem. — : — "-r — ^ r Sir, your Pardon :* I will notiwervc a Hair's Breadth from my Dutyi It Ihall firft coft mc dear. I>. Bern. — ■ Well then, to th* Point : Give me you^h^. My hooour'd Lord, re^ My Daughte^Wne, — — (nay, no dragging bacR, But with myCurfesj) whom I frankly give you,- And wi(h you Joy and Honour. [^^j D.on Bernard goes to give Leonora to Henriqiifcif^ Julio advances from the Arras^ andfteps between. Jul. -< -^ Holdi Den Bernard, ' Mine is the elder Claim. i •■ D, Bern.- < • What are you, Sir ? ...... : y,r. „,z^,n„Goog[c \ Tj&i? .DlSTREST. toVE RS^ 31 yul A Wretch, chat's almoft loft to his ownKoow- Icdgc, Struck rfiro' with Injuries. . ■ " - ■ Henr, ^ ; — Ha ! Julh ? Hear you, "Were you not fcnt on our Commands to CoUft>? Ordcr'd to wait your fair Difmiflion thence?- And hive you dared, knowing you are our VaQal, To ileal away unprivilftdg'd,' and leave My Bufinefs and your Duty unaccompli(h*d ? Juh Ungen'rous Lord ! The Circumftancc of Things Should ftop the Tongue of Qucftion. ——You have wrong*d mci Wrong'd me fo bafely, in fo dear a Point, As ftains the Check of Honour with a Blufli j Cancelfa the Bonds of Service; bids Allegiance Throw to the Wind^Jugh Refpeas of Birth, ' ' '- Title, and Eminenc^^nHki their J|Md, ■ ■ ■■ Fills. up the panting ^^^firtth jufl^Kiance. If you have Scnfe of al»e, orJuft^Ptord, Forego this bad Intent ; or with your Sword Anlwer me like a Man, and I Ihall thank you; ■ ya/;o onl^ead, XeiffOM maybe thine; But, living, She's a Prize too rich to part with. < i/«»r. Vain Mali! the prefent Hour is fraught with BufincTs ; Of richer Moment. Love fliall firft be ferv'd : Then, if your Courage hbld to claim it of me,. L . '■ 1 m^ have Leifure to cbaftifc this Boldnrfi; Jul. Nay, then I'll fcizc my Right. •«>• Hear. , What, here, a Wawl? My Servants, Turn tliisboittVous Sworderfonhj And fee he come not to difturb our Joys. 7irf; Hold, Dogs! Leoaora, — Coward^ bafc, liftirffuez/ . . . jTfuIio is feiz'd, and drag'd out hj the Seroantt. Henr. She dies upon Mej help! £LeoBoray^pe«ji as tbey tn4t»v^ur U recover her, a Paper drspsfrm her. 13. Ban. Dg.l.zedt,,CoOg'le 5^ 0jOIiTV£.i EAEEHOt^a; tfr^ But give her Air. jjf„r, . What Eaf*ii That? ifft-ffccit-i ;■■- . ItiwhordfroHand-'Wriiing. .-. D. Btm. ~> I ■ * ^^-8ow berHead,: Tis but hfir Fright > Ibe mil recover fooo. fWMtpttft ypu by cbat Paper, good lOy Lord? Henr. That fbo i^ould do the ViottncQ to borfblfV Which Naum bath aoticipated do her.: y/hix Pagger means ibe? Search her woll^ t.^tfay 1... .y#«. ■-■.■■ ■ .■ ■ . '" '■-'- jD. Serti. Here is the Dagger. ' Qb> tbc/fiub- ' born Sc^, •-..'■■*.■ 1 -Rafti ev'p to Madftefs ! ■ ,,,.. Henr^ ■ — Bear her to her Chtrntu': Life flj>w8 in her itgain.— ^-^fray, bear bcr hnwet And tend her, ^^gu wo and all raiKo to Galftiiid6. • -. Paffions ip Women are asfhort in Workingj^ ; As ftrong in their EfTcd. La, the Pritfll ^^; > . . Come, gR we in; My Soul is all 6n Pircj Aa^/buri'w.ini^Wnf 'of this forc'd :Del«y. {Exeunt-^andtbeS^Hit'^fts. SCENE HI. "Proffeei of ^ Vi^rmt a T>iftance:. ._'_-'. r , . ;* £Miirs Roderick. Upd.t j(Miifi'i departure thu$.ia.f^crel ft,*^'^^ Willi ihe long doubtful Abfencc of my BfotW^t, (Who cannot fuffer, but my Pa^er ftol< iB^)' Have trufted me with ftrpng- &iifpicioni>; ' . ■ A And DreaoBS, that: vnlljwE let mftfleepft •'»'«C»J Kor iiij0 tnofe Recreations He^tb dcoMad^ h " -. ■■' ^. ■ ■ " But, Dg.l.zedt,,CoOgle Bar.'fikb* ^htrlwlnd^ hitfier have thef fnaccft'd mc, Pethrce^ to be refblt'd. I know my Brot-her Bad jMlkfs FUher Ot hH HbH: from him SMfmf mif bfeftlend me. BitfJrt CinhUp. '". Old Sir, I'm ^«t T!»'»«ln«toutlias': VbnilSs thiMtkf eaattrc,— Cm. H«? _ Jiti. Is'i polSife, ^bn IfibhH forget voor Fticadtt am-FtkaUfWAitttttilatc} Jlnd. ' I- I Why; Tiuiti AaC love you, Sr. , Cant YbU'rl NOW of Thofe, rare, if you be I^'rp Baiirici. ■ Uti. "iai I Mi-iMi Lord Rfilntli^ UiJ I lie Doc, If I prwcft, I love you ftilllo^ Velt/ Cm. Yoq lov'd my %Sn.\oa paffing^ell, 1 take it: One, tbat belic^'d tOoMMy ft< Otjin-Creed. KiJ. All is not veil. [^«.J , Good «ld Man, d»*i*r»!f. ' ' ■ • * , Ctm. ^ Lota, iny tmii fUfvi dalt iHkly aaifibff. ; • ■ . . . jnat.- Obad S(r, I am fe fiif floid d6i«^' Widest ' ' J I tmirttbii foil not. Of tim bale StMHj I iMirSidi foi. , CJU-HlMmi "I ' ' - l yiyaltbdv ml btMct, 6'''lliy , Confcin^ , , ■ ' . ; , ■BaW *«r Aid« ♦it«oiu> VfiAfltl; ff6tjfe Mirimi, (Yott look fo Kke faim. Lord, you. are thcfwbrfe for'u Rots iipoVfaet dllremMirj!) uiidii'folcutf. Of buying Coli^-lht t lfn«« ila^ .«rbit< BoDgbt my pooI^Boy.outL of PofTcfiipa Ev'n of hi* (fflgti«a PiifliV " ■ ; Was npttliB B»- nottr ? IThisJ^ # (wghKCrr And This ifemlMitt Ffl«ff' ' jj.^. ■ ml V. I w . 'i j'ditttftet.lWi'd. e<«^- WtW-yiW line rtbK* Kliti bf Aii Lovi, O Make Make up your Malice^ and difpatch his liifie too. Rod. Jf you Wuld hear me, Sir,—— Cam. ■ ■ Your brave old Father Would have been corn in Pieces; with wild Horfe^ , . E*et he had done this Treachery. On my Confctenic^ Had he but dreamt you Two durft have coix^itced *: This bafe, unmanly Crime, ■ Red. Why, this is Madners. ^■ C^. I've done} IVc eu'd my-Hearci now yon tasq ■ ulk. '. : . , Rod. Tfien as I am « G^tleman, believe ip% ' . (For I will lie for no Manj) I'm fo fin: Frota being guilty 'of the leaft Sufpicion ,Qf Sin that way, that fearing the long AUt^iQe- X>( Julio and my Brother might beset SpmethiBg to ftart at, hidier have I. craTeU'd TTo know the Truth of you. ' ■/ .Eattrt Violante iebiml. ''" Vitl. My Servatit loitersi fure, lie neam »e »^. Ctuttillox and a Stranger? Thefe may give mc . 'Some Comfort from their Talk. I'll ftcD adtje; Aiid hear what Fame is ftirrjag. [ViolanKC/Tjiffra jiitd, :- WBy this Wond'rina? C^is. Can there be oBe fo near iiLBlood a| ystk arc To th\ii HenrifMZj 2nd ati honeft Mui? i Jied. y^hilfr he. was good, I do, confels foy. Nw nels»' ■ .... ^ut, fiiice his Fall from Honour, he's to Wfi, As a ftrange Face I faw bup Ye&esdivg, ; ■ ^. And asfoonloft.' '. , Cam, — -r-I ask your Pitrda% Locd^ . 1 was too raQi and bold. ' Rod. — —-r NoHarm (Jgnci 5ir. Cam. Bat* is (t po^le, you ibould not hmt The Paflage 'twixt Lenwra and yoDt Biotlw^ ' .fiw/. Kow of All Thij. L)^i.z.iit>,Cqogle EKttrs Cidzea. Cam. Mow tww i CUiz. I b^ar you Tiding Sir, which 1 Coul^ iriA '. Some other Tqngue dclivcr'J. Ciiw. — — — >. Whence, I pray yon? CiifZt Fmm your Son, Sir. T CuMi. Pr'ythcc, wbere is he? , • Ciiiz. Thit's more than t know bow. Sir. fittt;Xtui I cm «9iire you. he has left The Ciiy raging mad} Heav'n comfort him! He cwnc- to that curft Marriage': -The ^ieqdi takeitl—'— C«m. Ft*ytface« be gonej and bid the .Bell luy)!! fo^me; I have had one Foot in the Grave fbme Time, '^y* 8°i £ood Friend } thy Newi deferve no Thanks. How doe? your Lordihip? {Exit Citi£t>i, RMi. -.- — That's well (aid, Old Man. , Jhoye^ aU ihall be well yet. Cam. •— It had need % Fw *ti» A crooked :WOTld. Farewell, {|pot Boy !— *— £«/fri Don Bernard. i). .Sffw.This canKf of forcing Womeft where the|r hate: It was my own Sios and I am rewarded. Now I »n likc^ a^ Oak, atone, ^ Lef^ iat aH Tfmpefts.^— t would cry, but diDaot: I'm dry'd to beath almofl with tbefc Vexations. Lord ! what ahcary Load I have within me ! My Heart, — my Heart,— my Heart -r— Cam.-^ -JIm this ill Weatbef Met with Thee too ? S ■ • Z>. Btrn. O Wepcb, that I were with thee ! Cam. ' Vou do hoc come to mock m me now ? Pa D. B«m. jt,,Coog[c 2>. Bern. Ha? Cam. Do ooc difltrinblet Thim may'ft find a Kiuv« As bad as thou art, to undo thee too : IJ|Qpc CO fee that Day before I dy^ yett ' ' ^|9- ^"'^- Ic needern not, Cainlllb; I affi KnATb ' Sufficient to my (elf. If tttmi wile rai^ Dbic as bitieff^ as thou caull thinknf} ^^or I dererrc it. Draw tliy Sword, ttbd flrlksiriei ■*and,I will thank thee fijf't.^rvji loft My fl^i^bttri She's ftol^ Svfiy t and wfaHher goni, I km* iMt^ ' Cmm. She has a t«ir BMSag tA beiUg from yoo^ Sir, 1 *jlitcS(J poor a Brother ftnr yoW CteittO^i . - ■ You muft be grafted into noble Stocky, ' ' ^ And have Tdur Titles nis'd. My Stati wttt laugB*4^ : And my AUiaace Tcom'd. IVe loft a Son^Otttf Which louft not he pat up fo. {Of&sttf dfdd. '^ Rtd. Hold I be coqnfcl'd. YtSiVe equal Loflcs^ urge no ftrihft- AnMi*. ^ - Heav'n, pleu*d ao^ a.v yoor Mj^t tniy&tag ^g^u^ And, no Doubt, will) your ChHdiVo ta your Coa^ torn: In which Ad?ehture my Foot ftall be fbwinoft. And One more will I add, my Honour'd Father^ Who has a Son to grieve for toO, tbo* tainted. Let vom joint Sorrow be as Balm to hfial Tbeic WoUods of adveffe Fortune. ' ' D. Bern. Come, Camiilo^ Do not deny your Love, for Cltarityi ■ I ask it of you. Let this noble Lord ... Make Brochert of Us, whom our oWn tfoA FMipS Could nerer )oin. Wh^ | havfi bittb,fbrgn^ , . What I iiuehd to be, believe aQd.'hourldt: I do confeft my WrOngs^ givfe VKJxxt Hand. C«w. Heav'n make toee noneft}>^-k_.lti6re. Sad. — "— — . - 'Tis done like good Men. , Now there xefti Ndogh^ 'hUt that' ^ piuts aild^ch i.,Goog[c Take fcvVjJ Way* io Qucft pf oqr loft Friends: Some of my Tnin o'er ^ wild Roc^i fluU vak you. ... Oat he& Search tn^> I>«re we'll omt ttgain, And tfll xhe Fortuiws qfjMir fypvHte Tnvdf . [fjKfwi. Vioknte cemn fermari. rui I woqU, your Brother ha4 but half yotlr Virtue! . ' Yec there remains'a little Sp^rk of j^o|>e That lights me to fome' Conl'orti The Mftt TWK Quy Ugec « W^advCl £ii/*rj Servant. O, are yon t^flpue? ^V^at Kev; I \ ■' ' Serv. None} but the worft. Your Father make* mighty Ofiers y6nder by a Cryer, to any One cam bring you home again. /^/. Art Thou corrupted ? Strv. No. rtol Wilt thou.b* femtftr > Serv. I bope, you do iHK fear w;' /=70/. Indeed, I do not. Thou,^aflao honeft Pacer And fuch a Face, when it deceives, take, heed, Is curft of all Hcav*n'8 Creatures. Serv. I'll hang firft. riBl' Heav'n bleft- thee Atnn that End ! — I Ve beard nMu Dj Say L)^i.z.iit>",Coogle jS -Double FazshooO} «r,* Say int>» than Tbi^t ^od yet l;hac M^ wu fUfe, Thflu-lt not be fo, 1 hoptj . ■ ■ ' Serv. By my Life, Miftrefi, — " — ■ * Viol. Swear nott I credit Thee. But pry*theetbo% Take H^i thou doft not lail: I do not doubt Tbtt; Yet I hire truftcd fuch a ficrioiis Face, And been abured too. Strv. If I fail your Truft,-- ^a/. ! do thee Wrong to hold thy HMwfly Ac Dilhfice thus: Thou fhalt know all my Fwtuna, Qet me a Shepherd's Habit. Serv. Wellj whateUe? - FitL And wait ipc in rbe Evening, where I told thcc) There Thou flialt know mv £uth«r &k19. Take Hecfl-^ Senu. D'ye fcarmefiillr. Vtol — — No( This ii only Counfelr My Life and Death I have put equally * Into thy Hand : Lec-not Rewards, nor Hop«, 0c cafl: mto the Scale to turn thy Faith. Be boaeft but for Virtue'i fidce^ that's all } He> that has fuch a Trcafiire, canpot All. {E$tfmtf. The Bft^oftbe nkd ^ff, '^ ACT jt,,Coogle Tfrtf DlSTREST toVERS.' y^ ACT IV. SCENE I. S C E N E, -rf mde Ttain, with « Tro^^eB of Mountains at a Tiifitmce, Sfittr Mi^er «/ the B^h^ tbrn or ftwr SbepberJt, and Vn^intE in 'Boy\i Chatbi. t Ship. \\7Et,Coogle I 5%. Not a Word, Sin, to cro6 him, as you low Tonr Shoulders. ! -. . ■ - ' i Sbef. He fesnts Qtiich diUnib'd: I beliere tncmad Et « iqiao Jiim. " £«w-j Jolio, >;/Ho;rrpnvittfhip!-'HeIl— EtidiagAitt be abo» lifh'*d : Turn the barb'd. Steed loofe to hi$ ifaxfveWMti€&y 1( is a $i^ft too 'nobfe to be made '"^ The Property, of iHaii'* Bafencfa.-^ What a Letter Wrote he to'a Brother? What a Man was I?. . . Wity^' .P^/ius did poc knot? bu Seat like me; The Parthian, that rides Cff ifl without the Rein, Match'd notmy Grace a;nd Firranef .— rShsIl tbicliOrd £>yc, yhcn Men pray for him? Tfhip^ you 'tis rnect? 1 Skfp.' 1 don't know ^ha^ tp fay : Nefthctr Ik O*"* til the CppfefTors iii Spfiivj can unriddle tbii wild ScuC JtiJ. I mtift to Cogrc! '.be t.^(i[ier*d JQto GracCf / By a large Lift of Przifcs ready penn'd.! p D«i^ ! Wb»t a vcqoinou5 Worldis'ihis, , When CoiTnnendati,ons are the 6ai^,to IttUiqj All thf.fe'g'ood Words Fcrc pyve;? anfl Fwerf, Sv^ To keep me bolted there: while the fa^e Sender- Play'd out the Game of T^^'ry.--^' Hoid \ cqbm:- hi- .■ 4beri ■ . ■ ■ ■ Voti liive an Afpeft, ^iy, of wpp d'rojjs Wi(il9iD>r Aiuf, «s it leoms, ^e travell'd doep io KJiowlcdgCf . Have y6a e'er feen the Pbankt pf the ^tb» " The Bird of Paradifc? 2 S6ep. -— — — -In Tipth, not I, Sir. " ^/tl. 1 have > and kc^WD fa,i;r jtf ai^;^ va^whsoi flic ■bnilt ' ' ■ ■" ' ' Hie fpicy Neft : 'till, like a crcijptpus. Fofrf,. . . I fiiefeldthe Treafurc to a Fi^^ ip Tmft> And he hath robb'd tnc of |iei;.-7r~ Trul^ no Fii«^:. Keep thy Hearths Counfels clof^. ~ H^ tJiDU a IMUftKfi? Give her noc'ont in Words j^or \^\ (j^j.JVidfc iJ*. Be wanton to difplar her Chft^ to View ; ■ l'" .,-%ve D,3l.z.llt>,G00g[C LovewcapC9£iQt|i: $nda,Bipi^. Whw nao Ke.the S^udt^ : Is'* in ip^ Map, 9r Spme dilScpiWillK. Knave, eput inTrnfJ W iii|f«' hi*.i5e^C«ifi:2'. - ^ - •"-I Youwnot far off. ' ' L);l.z,ill.,G00g[c 4* PotlBXE FAtSH6 0»5'*»'> Jul ThU World is fiiU of C&i'ocxh «ry fbtt^ Young Virgins muft be wary in their Wajs. I've kosam a Duke's Son do as great a Knaveiy. Will yon be rul'd by mc? Fid:' . . . • — -^ Y«. ■ Jul. — ' Kfll Yourfetf. "Twill be a Terror to the Villain's Cohfcicoce, Tht; longeft Day he Uvea. Viol By no Means. What?. CoinSiit Sdf-murther ! Jul. Y«i I'll have it fo. X Sbep. I fear, his Fit is returning. Take heed of ^1 hands- ^»~Sir,i— ^do you want any thing? Jul. Thouly'ftt choucao'ltnothurtmc: lamproolf *Giunft farther Wftngs. — Scealctofe behind mej Lady. J will tVMge Thee. phl-r- — Thank the Hcav'ns, V.m fi:«- " , Jali'^d treacherous, bale fftm^uez/ have I cai^hc thee? tSbep. Help,' help! good Neighboirs i hevitllciS . me.dlCp £JuIio /nzf JDS rdr Shepherd f Violante ruflj e«/. Jul. Here TboB ihalt pay thy Hpirc-btoo^ for tllft Wrongs .' ' " Thou'ft heap'd upon this Head. Faith-breaker t ViUuo ! I'll fuck tdy Life-blood. 1 Shep. Good Sir, have Patience; this is no Hfit' rtfuez. {p>ey refiut the Shepherd, Jul. Wellj let him flink to Court, and bide a Co- ward j Not all his Father's .Guards Ihall fhield him tberie^. ' Or if he prove too ftroog for Mortal AriPj . . , I will folitcic ev'ry Saint in Hetv'n , To lend me Vengwncc. I'll abo\it it ftraif.— The wratfaliji Elemena fhall wage this Warj Furies fhall haunt him i Vultures gnaw htsHeart> ': And Nature poor forth all her Stores of leagues, To join in Pamfliment of Truft betray'd. [£«/ Julio.' 2 Sbe^^ Go thy Ways» «nd a Vcngcttacc .go^whh ilh ;V I s T K I ST' t o Y t^ sJ 4f Tliecr--^PVay, feet mjr Nofei is kfa^MogUmin? i Sbep. Trs as wcU as may be.' ■ ^H, f ■"' '• £ j*^. He palt'd at it, ts he woi4Pn)^e'dng^<} *' pillock backward by ihe Tail.—* An't haist been fdtnt' Men's Nofe chat X know, Nrigbbdun, vlie kBO«n where it had been now F He has given hk fuoh a de- vilifh Dafli o'er ibe Mouth, that I feci, I (hall never' whittle to my Sheep again : Then they'll make Holy-dajr, 1 Step, dome, maU we go f for, I fear, if the Youw TKurn, our fccond Courfc w>ll be moch more agaiaft our Storoocht. Adafi. Walk you aforei I will but give my Boy Some fhort Intlru£lioas, and I'll foQow ftriiit. We'll craih si Cup cogetfaer, , I Sbef. Pray, d<) not liogor. Ma^. I will not, Sirsf ■- — This muft not b« tZoyi His Voice, Mciti, Oeftare, ev'ry Thing he daes, Savour of foFt and female Delicacy. He bat puts on thii Seeming, and his Garb Speaks him oF ftich a Rank, as well perfwades mt^ ■ He pUyi ihe Swain, rather to cloak fome Purpofi^ - Than forced to't by a Need; I've waited long To raftrk the End he hat in his Difguile-, But am not perfe& in't. The Madman's Coil" Hw diriv'i^himfliafcirtg hence. Thefe Fears betray faiin,' ]f he prove right, I'm happy. O, he's here. Enttrs Violante. . ■. •_ Come hither, Boyj where did y,Coogle 44 OODII.1' FAL«HOQQi «r, 'Til counlf * WiuNo- C4W'.] Spc?k, bt Bqjr. Fiel. Heav'n ! how| nenible.-^ Tfs nfaiqil tp pis To Sod liich Kisdacif u i MjiScf < Hind, Th« » • pepr Boy. CT'iy w»t unjlrff, lU«ft u be in Pi^'ff, xo m^ra it, Bcfidqi, I'K often tievd old Pct^ilie by. Too OHKt Indoljepw qpa^ct Bojs rud* w4 6W7. . MAJt. Art yon fi» cponing ! .. .. . ■. ! ^irf. I ... — ^ Hoy liU ^n%>k< Fin, Andraci(in(<''irP)i)oiicn)et [.ifWr. The Ewa want Water, Sir; Shall 1 go dNve *aq Dom rp theClftornf ' Shall I igaite haOe, Sir! ■Would I woic S»(! MUiji feim him-w How Iw giipei me ! &*■ Mafi. Come, 'come, all thn knot ful^cnf^ Chj]d» To Uufce a F(») of »••»-= Tliif i> a 6nF Hind, A dejieacf fino Hmdi^r- Never clwW QoJow 1 Ymi underftand me,r7r9Dd « WftWWft Hftl^l. ^;. Yi)ii'fe#jpgeljr suit ; Vet if ( wt * Wovu, I kijaw, you oie ft h^iKft Dud t> gMt Thv tho' I wow Bifeiiifes for fpipe Endv You WOtdd not wrong ip^-^.r7rf Mafi. Copf, ypn'tei^^fof JL.«ei WillyottPQBoply? I'lp i^^dder with this TaU^ Thertfi Nothing yon can f^ji, can take my Edp off. yial. Oh» dp DMF(}Ufncbil;tefe foulAfie^ipnsin ypv. That, like bafeThreves, have rob'd)roa of your Reafoo, And I will be a Woman \ and begin St) M » S[ory« thw if there, be augbc Of humane in you, or a Soul that't gentle. You camioc chide lUt pity ay Mt YotKh, . M*0- M« StoiM m>!»..>T-Tr , VM, 'l i -M. ., ■ Kill m difeSly, Sif* , As vou have any Goodnels, take my Lifet ' R»l.m^hi». Hoa! Shipheid, will y«B.lnar, Sb*- IMI. What Nwliie Rogw ii ttuv, iW QnjW W- M9filw^ponhiiiuylMls» Soul pot far from hence , Hath taken &n&iary? from which he prays My Aid to bring her back.— I^rom what CamiUt HtAted, I wear fbme Doubts. — Here *cis appointiQ^ That we diofild n^i it mult be here ^ 'tis Kii He coifies. . £tttet-s Hcnriqiiez. . KoV« BraOter, what*! die ysft-tf^e JMlttfis u You hurry me about? Some wem^afl Mss^er*" Mm. My Lettet teld you. Sir.: itriL *Tu true, k c^ Uc^ vbM ypuTw M » Miftrefi Whom your Haaitfiledds fo«) Hi As MAMSO wia . bwrt ■ ■ ilTron her clde-Lifej I, take ii^ is Mt iMfllioa'd< You're ever in thefc Troubles.— —f—* jHt». .1. i. r . .«■■ » ■. ■ ■ >. -Wofcto Brocbe#»- 1 owi^ I have loa ftechr ff9*m « 8«o]t« ■ T» jt,,Coogle 4f DoUKLtf FaISHOOD} Ofi To Youth's iQtemp'nte Heit, and HSh DeSi^i But think not, thar I would engagd your Virtues ,To any Caufc> wherein my conflant Heart Attended not my Eje. "Till now my Paflioiis Rcign'd in my Blood } ne'er picrc'd itlto my M^d i 'But Vm a Convert grown to purcft Thoughts: .. And muft in Anguim fpend my Days to Copte, If I poflels not her: So much I love. i^.TheMcans?— She'^inaCIoyfter,tifltetiot? Within wbofe Walls to enter as We are, Will never be: Ecw Men, but Fryars, come therC} Which We {hall never make. Henr. --— ICThat vonld.doitj T would toake Any thing. ,, Xoil. ; f. — , — Arc you (b hot? '.,-.. . I'll ferve him, be it but to &ve his HpDour. - ^j^dt. To feign a Corpfc — - By th*Maft, it fhal^fe^ io. : V^t Hiuft pretend, we do tranrport 8 Body. , - As 'tvcre to's Funeral: and coming late by, ' Crave a' Night's Leave to reft the Herle i'th*ComtDt* That be 6ur Courfe } ^r to fuch Cbarity Stria Zeal and Cuftotn of the Hmife give Way. , ffenr. And, opponuoe, a vacant Berfe pi&'d bf From Rites but new'perform'd: This for a Wice We'Uhire, to pot our Scheme in Ad. Ho! Gerald'-^ {Enter Gcnia, •mbom HKUvi^^z wbijfirsy tbe» Ge< raid rws oia. Xtdi Wbeb we're once lodg'd, die ISeaA i>f Ikcr - GoinreyaDoe, By fafisand fecrec Force, with Eafe ve'Jl commit . ^ut,Bid flic appeaf Ari Obieft -worthy id our Father'^ Eye,: . Wooc her, and witi her | but if his Coofent Keep not Paccwith your Putyofe -r— '; Umr. Doubt ic not, I've look'd ni>t with a co««aon M^y but chofe ^ noUe Virgin, who coi)|afa9:ba{ ' Thc^ wild and folitary Places, Sir, SocfevdyourRuo} let beuerELealbogaideyoat '• And qiut this ■forlorne State, that yidds naCootfott. < - , [iMti founds witbim. yni. Ha! harki'a Sound from Heav'o! Do you hear N«hMW? ' Gnf . Yes, Sir % the Tonch of fome fweet laftroment : Here's no Inhabitant. JnU ■ . ■■ • ! . ' ■ ■ :. -No» no, the better. " ; * Gtwt. This is a Onmse Place to bear Mufick !n. r7*A rn fiHua.fttlmgfWm^\/ . *Sh «« #*.!«<^ ktflmy DtfpuTy : , ' ■ ' ' r,! ,7 GlMt. Dg.l.zedt,,CoOgle Giti. Ste, ho* h^ Seat fMtdiiiibilDl .Urn Hi StraiD ', ... •. Mas feirch'd hlo to the Hearti Jut. Exettlei)t Soffovl.-: ■ Yovnwcr^kMr'd) . . .- . ,i Gm. No. ........ f.' Jul. ——Peace) and learn testine tied. .'. [''no\altJ!Mff:wltU». Gs, itU hlm,,^bai, Sunm / frir.% Ste, yet if bis Heart feet my ff^ot : ^TistiBW^ti tiujlbeal tMDe^dk^ \ " df lieith viill mah Piiy Ut fiw. Is not this beav'oly ? '1 Geta, 1 never tdffd the Llker Sir. ~ - Jut. rUicHyeU) njrgood Frfendf) hot pntn ;IS^ Nothing} , . . J'm^ftrangtlriouch'd vilh Tbil. The \mir'ttf StmlA Bimfesa'fwtct Peace thro* dl my SoliL ... Alt'.jel I Voader, what nev, Tad, Companion Grief Ins (tchgbl Mtber.to aw'iai.itf SdlUwb. ;. Stand aS, Oand off, fland off Fri^Ui, it ifglm, £ff/«rf Viblante. ■ i',,.,.-. :; FM. How mAh tofm gttefiri- are ihefe M^ .'Mbtintalha< ' ^' " ' And thd« fciM Tn!e% tUmthinraefnobln KJitt^ For TheTe lUxive d>y Pldnby laUiiiaiinrtBtiw: ■ •■ In many EchDCs to Mei All ^wsd F«oU« !^ Alls Alttaflor for e4cr. Nonejrfefef^ That hare tbe Sc'dfrj iM'TonK tif't'eh<«ifc& For Virtue's fafct Nftj.realcc'tIM' ^fl.«r VTroiigs. Jul. This is •iJl^m^til'AjWj' ImAy ndAing. rid. What t>aaein'bntltMirailirt«*hatInfi*i Expos-d this Rrin.of my Mf} 0)r! MtUittT On that,SoaN^9in4|iuid,««^ «iciM#Miter! Dgiliz.ilb,G00g[c The DisTREsT LoVers. 4^ Who would fcarc thbugtir, that fuch poor 'V^orms as' -.'•They, . ( Whofe bed FcaJ is coarfe Bread j whofe Bcv'ragv Water i) Should have Co ^uch rank Blood ? I {Kalce all oTcr, ■ And bluih to think what had become of tne, If tb«t good Man had not reliev'd me from htm. . jfMl. Since (he is not Leonora, (he is h'cav'nry. When flie fpcaks next, liften as reriou(!y, As Women do that have tbcir Loves at Sea, What Wind blows cv*ry Morning.-^— -^ — Fill. I cnnnot get this falfc Man*s Memory Out of my Mind. You Maidens, that (hall live To hear my moiitnftil Tale, when I am A(hc3, Be wife > and to an Oath no more give Credit, To Tears, to Vows, (falfe Both !jor any Thing A Man (hall promifc, thanto Clouds,thac now . Bear fuch a pleating Shape, and liow are nothTQg. For theywiVlcbTicn, (if'Thcy may be cozcn'd,). . ' ; j Tho very Gods they'worihip. — T-^Valoor,'J!^j&lCPl',■ Difcrctio^, Hdnefty, and all they cover^ ' : To sitfke them teeming Saints, artf buttbe Wile^ ,;' By *bidi thefts Syrens lure us to Defthiaion. Jul. Do not you weep now? I could drop myfelf Into a Fpuniain for her. GtHt. She weeps estrctticlyr ''" '; 7«7. — T — ' : Let her we'epi tt^ytll : ' H* Heart will break elle. Great Sorrows iiveiiiT-catsI ' rial. O fiXft Hm^quez\ ^-^ ' \ \- . Jul.^ ^Ha! "■■.". '" Fiol !"- — AndOh, thou'Fboi,' ,' ', - , Forfiikcn /^/b/-»»;tf/ whofe Bcliet And chtldifh Lovc'bave made Thee fo — i — ;-— gq, dye }■ "• For there is nothing left Thep now to look. for, That can bring Comfort, but a quiet .Grave. -.. -; There all 'iho Miferies Ilong have fc-lr^ . ' ' At»d Thofe to com^, ihall fwcctlydcep toget'her; ' Fortune may guide ihat./alfc /ftfff/f«?z hither. To weepRepcAaHce-tftr &y palt,-dcadX:oarfe, '!'■ '■■ E And Dg.l.zedt,,CoOgle JO Double FALSttoo6; of,. And cheer my waod'ring Spirit with tht^e lov'd Obfc- quies. [Gfiing. Jul. Stay, Lady, flay : Can it b? pQfftble, That you arc Fielaiite ? » ' ■ ' - rial, That loft Name. %f Spc^ken by Ooe, that needs muft know my Fortanes, Has taken much Fear from me. Who are youj Sir f For, fare, I am that hopelcft Fialante. Jul. And T, as far from any earthly Comfort That I know yet, the much-wroog*d Julio/ rhi. — ' . yuUo/ Jul. I once was thought fo. ■■' ' If the curft Htnriquez, Had Pow'r to chaiwe you to a Boy, why, Lady, Should not that MiTchief make me any thii^, That have an equal Share in all the Miferie* His Crimes have flung upon Us? Fiel. ^ Well I know it : And pardon Me, I could not know yourVirtuet^ Before your Griefs. Methought, when laft we Dicf) The Accent oF your Voice ftruck on my Ear Like fomethipg I bad known, but Floodi of Sorrow DrownM the Remembrance. If you'll plcafe to fit, (Since I have found a fufF'ring true Companion^) . And give me Hearing, I will cell you fomething Of l^mtra, that may comfort you. Jul. Blefling upon Thee ! Henceforth, I protcft Never to leave Thee, if Heav'n fay jtrnen^ Bur, foft! let's (hifc our Ground, guide our lad St^s To fome remoter Gloom, where, uodiltuib'd. We may compare our Woesj dwell on the Tale Of mutual Injuries, 'tilV our Eyes run o'er. And we infeft each other, with frcfli Sorrows. — Talk'd you of Cbmfon ? 'Tis the Food of Foots. And We will None oo't^ but indulge Defpalr: So, worn With Griefs, ftcal to the Cave of Death, And in a Sigh give up our lateft Breach. [£wjm/. JieEnd, of tbt Faui:th AB. ACT ., Google 7** DiSTKEST Lo VBRS. JI ACT V. SCENE 1. S C E N.E, the "ProJfeB of the Mom- tains continued. Enter Roderickj Leoodra veiPd, IJem-iquez, jitUH- danti as Mourners. Rod. T% EST certtin^ Lady, Nothing OuW betide' J\ you. But fair, and ntible Urage. PliiM. ■ If yoa would" bare mc Think, you flill bear ReTpeft for VirttM's Kamc} • As you would with, your Oaughten, thus diftrefi'd^ Miffhi find a Guar4 prote& me fiopi ffem^i(ez% And I am hfippj- - • Rod. — — Come, Sir, make your Anfver ^ For as I have a Sou), I am aQism'd_ oqV - - Htiir. O LeonorSj fee! thus felf-coodemnM, I rhrow me at your Fcet,aad fuc-lbr Mercy. If I have err'd, impute it to my Loycj The TyraK God that bows us Co his ^ay, .. _-. - Rebellious to the Laws of Teai'iuiiR Men j That will not have his Votaries Actions fcanu'd. But calls it.Ju^ce^ wh^ we vpolk. obey bitn. He but commanded, what your Eyes infpir'dy . Whofe facred Beams, dartediato my Soul, Have pure'd the Mamon froao impure Dolires, And kiadfed in my Heart a VeftMfs Flame. Leen. Rife, tife^ my Lord) this vell-dilTemblad PailioD Hat gHin*d ypunotiuBg but a.deepcrNHac«. Should I imagine, he can truly love me, ^ That, like a Villain, morthers my Defirei? Or {houtd I drirA that Wwe, aod think jc Oon^^ : When I fee PoyCsn init ? I Jied. — ■ -*• Draw this wiy, Ladyj 1 am not perfed in your Story yeci But fee you've had lome Wrongs, tbac want Redrefs. Only you mud have Patience to go with us To foa tball Lodge, which ntects the Sight from hence, Where your Oiftrefs ftall find the due RcfyeA: 'Till when, your Giiefs AmU govern me as much. As Neame^ and Afib^ionto my Brother. - Call my Attendaoti yoiiit) and uft them frcdy^ For u3i.z.iit>,Coogle t^ DtSTRESt LOVERJ. Si Fdr u I aot a .Gcntleoian, do PowV, Above youf own Witl» Ihall come tietr yoat Per fbn. [Ji tbry art gang Mty Violatite ttttersi dndpiucks Roderick ty the Sleeve j life rtft go out.'] Fiol. Your Ear a Momeoc: Scorn not my tender Yofith. ' ; ttader. Look to the Lady there. — I follow ftrair. What, tils this Bay? Why doft ibeu fi»gte me? Fiel. The due Obfervance of your noble Virtue, , Vov'd to this mofjrning Virgin, ma:ka me bold To gi« it toorC EftiptoymeiM. Rod: ^ Art not Thou The furly Shepherd's Boy, that, when I calt'd To know the Way, ran crying by roe? FM. Yet, Sir. And I thank Heaven and you for helping me. Rtd. H6W did I help thee. Boy? Fiot. 1 do but feem fo, -Sir t and am indeed A Woman; dne your Brother once has lov'd i Or, Heav'n forgi»o him elfe^ he ly*d extrCroely. Rod. Weep not, good Maidj O this licentious Brother.' But how came y6u a Waiid'rer on thefe Mountains ? Fiet. That, as we pafs, an*t pleafe you, 1*11 difcbvef. I will afTurc you, Sir, thefe barren Mfiittitains . . Hold many Wbnddrs of your Brother's malting. , Here wanders haplcfs Julio^ Worthy Mafl f ' : " ' : ' Betides bimftif with Wrongs-— ^ — •■"■ " ) ' ' Rod. That onco again - . ■ Fiol. Sir, I ftid, Julio.- — Sleep weigh'd (fownhis Eyelidj, OppreTs'd with Watching, juft as you approach 'd us. Rid. O Brother! We fhall found the Depths of FAKhood. If thia be true, no more but guide me tb hiA: I hope, * fair EM '4>ill fdcceed all yet. If it be He, by your Leave, .gentle Brother, ' ' ' 1*11 fee hipi ferv'd firft. •— Maid, you have o'erjoy'd me. E 5 Thou jt,,Coogle ^4 Double FALSHooDijw, Thou ihatc have Right too: Make thy fair Appct) To the good Duke, and doubt not but thy Tears Shall be repaid with Inccrefi from his Juftice. Lead me to Julio. [Exeunt, SCENE U. An Afartment in the Lodge. Enter Duke, Don Bernard, and Camillo. Cam. Ay, then your Grace had had a Son morc} He, a Daughter; and I, an Heir: But let it be as 'tis, I carinoc mend it; one way or other, I {halt rub it o- ver, with rubbingto my Grave, and there's an Ead on^t. Duke, Our Sorrows cannot help us, Genilemeo. Cam. Hang me, Sir, if 1 Ihfd one Tear morc. By rote, IVe wept fo long, I'm ks blind .as Juftice. When come to fee my Hawks (which I held a Toy next to my Sonj) if they be but Houfcrhigh, I muft ftaod aiming at them like a Gunner. Duke. Why, he mourns lilfc a Mnu. Don Bernard, you Are uill like Jpril, full of Show'rs and Dews: And yet I blame you not: for I myfelf Feel the felf-faijie AfEe^ons Lee them go j They're difobcdient Children. D. Bern. — ^ Ay, my Lord ( Yet they may turn agaip. Cam. Let them^'en have ihcirSwing: they're young and wanton } the next Storm we ihall have them gal- lop homeward, whining as Pigs do in t^c Wind. D. Bern. Would I had my Daughter any way. Cam. Wogld'll thou {lave her with Beam, Mao, tell me that ? . ■ ' _ D. Bern. I care not, if an bonell Father got it. Cam._ You might have had her To in this good Timi^ Had my Son had her: Now you may go fce^ j, Vpur Fool to ilop a Gap witb. puke. ,„z.iit>,Goog[c 7%g DisTREST Lovers. 5/ , Duke. Vo.ufay, thn Rmi'rick cbsu'g'd you here ihould waic biro : He has o'erilip'd the Time, at which bit Letters Of Speed rcqueft that I ihould alfo meet him. 1 fear, fome bad Event is ufber'd in By this Delay: How now? Enters GmtUman. . Gent. — - • So plcafe your Grace, Lord Rod'rici makes Approach. tPuke. * ■ 1 thank thee. Fellow, For thy fo timely News : Gomci he alonft?^ - - Gent. No, Sir, attended ■well: and in his Train Follows a Herfe with all due Rites of Mouthing. [£*// Gent. Duke. Heav'n fend, Henrifuez live ! Cam, — — "Tis my poor Julio. Enters Roderickj bajlily. Duke. O welcome, welcome. Welcome, good Rod'riekf Say, what News? Cam. E>o you bring Joy or Grief, my Lord? For me, Come what can come, I'll live a Month or two if the Gout pleafe} curfe my Pfayfician once more, ./^Bdtbcn,— — Under this Stent Lies Seventy One. Jtod. Signtor, you do exprefs a manly Patience. My noble Father, ibmething I have brought To eafe your Sorrows: My Ejideavours have not Been altogether barren in my Journey. Di^e. It comes « need, Boyj but I hop'd it from thee. E 4 Enter Dg.l.zedt,,CoOgle Ettter Leoodra ixiPd, Henriquez behind, a^ M- teadautt. Rod. The Compiiny I bring, will bear me Witoefi The bufieft of my Thoc has been employ'd On this good Task. Den Bernard finds beneath This Veil his Dftughcfir: You, my Royal Father, Behind tbac Lady find a wand'ring Son. How I met with thcmv and bow brought them faidicri More Leifure mu'ft unfold. Hmr. 'I ■. . ■ •> , My Father here ! And JuHotf^O ConfuCon I.-— - Low as Evth I bow mr for your Pardoa. . [7» tb» Duke, Dr-Bem. O my Girl! Xhou bring'fr new Life. — ■ [^Ejidiraees Leonora. Duke. And you, ray Son, reflore me [Tt Roderick. 'One Comfort bere. that has been qiilEng long. 1 hope, thy Follies thou bail left ^road. \To Henriq. Cam. Ay, ay y you've »ll.ComfoFi8 but I j you have ruinM me, kill'ti my poor Boy i cheated and ruio'd him j jUld I have no Comtorc Rod. Be patient, Sigoior^ Time may guide m^ ^. H*nd, To work you Comfort too. Cam. I thank your Lordlbip } . * Would GrandfirfXiAe hadb«n fo kindtO;vedaDek| ■We might have joy'd together like good Fellows. Buc he's (o full of BunnefE, good GUI Man, *T^s Wonder, be could, dq the-Good he has done. D. Bern. Nay, Child, be comforted. ThefeTcar^ ' diftrad OEte. Duke. Hear your good Father, Lady. Leon^ '-_ Wiliingly. Duke. The Voice of Parents is the Voice of Gods: ^■orio their Cbildien they are HewVs L4cuiei>ancs>: Made Fathers, not for common Ufes,meerly pf Procreation} (Beafts and Birds would be Ai „z^jii.,Goog[c .1^ 'Di'S T M St toy ixC J f A> wlblfi ebon » w« ttc) but to fteo- Tbe waniOD Freight of Youth ibro' Scormi and EfiAr Which with full SaiU they bear upon; add ilreightei^ The moral Line of Life, they bend fo efwn. For Thefe arc W e aade Fathers j * Alas ! I caqnoc help thee. £jfM. ■'■■ ! ■■ ^1 — ~ i And but wtrp A Farewell to my murther'd yidHt f" * - ■- Cam. Bkiling be with thy SduIj whetie'er h leivei Thfc! Lteu. For luch fad Rites muA be perfomM, mf Lord, E'er I can love again. Maidc, that have lov'dy ' If they be worth that ooble Teftimony, Wear their IDdittons, and I fral them Thus oayoor virtDotwHimd. ['^'> Cam. Wctt, Wench, thy Equal $haU not be found in hafte j I give thee Thaii; : Thou Dg.l.zedt,,.CoOgle 5? Double FalshooD; V, Thott art a right one, tv'ty Inch.— —Thy Father (For, without Doubt, that Snuff never begot Thee,) Was ibmc choice Fellow, fome true GentlemaD » I give thy Mother Thanks for't — -—there's no Harm done. ^ ■— - WouJd I were^oVng again, and had but thee, A good Horfe under mc,- and a good Sword, "And thus much fpr Inheritance. — — ^ [Violante o^^rj, once or twitt^ tofiew herfelfy but gets hack. Duke. What Boy's That, Has ofFer'd twice «Mr thrice to break upon us ? I've noiedinWi, and ftill be falls back fearful. Ji$d. A little Bay, Sir, like » Shepherd? JDuit. Yes. Jio4, 'Tis your Page, Brotbtr i — — — . Qac that was fo, late. ffenr. My Page ! What Page ? Rod. '— Ev'n fo he lays, your Page} ■ And more, and worie, you Role him from his Frieads, And promis'd him Preferment, .JitfT. I, Preferment! - ' Mod. And on Ibme flight Occallon let him Hip Here on thefe Mountains, where he had been fiarT'd, Had not my People found htm, as we travell'd. This was not handfome. Brother. /fenr. — You are merry.. Hod. You'll ^d it fober Truth. j)uie. If fo, 'tis ill. fftnr. 'Tis FiSion all. Sir} -r-f- Brother, yoii muft pleafe To look fome other Fool to ptit thefe Tricks on ) They are too obvioui : ■ Pleafe your Grace, give l^ave T* admit the Boy j If he know toe, and fay, I ftold hhn from his Friends, had caft him ofi^ Kdow mcDo more.'— —Brother, pray do not wrong Etitm u3i.z.iit>,Coogle :^e DisTREST Lovers, 7^ £»/w/ Violante. Rod. Here is the Boy. ^'bMooy this to yon. Then I have wrong'd you. * ' Duke.- ■Hearmcj What*s%yName, Boy? Fiel. Florio, an*t like your Grace. ' . '' , Jiuke. ; A pretty Child. Where waft ihou born? fiol. — On t'other Side, the Motlntains. Duie. What are thy Friends ? F'iol. r ■'•■■■ 'A Father, Sirj but poor. I>uke. How-cameft thou.hither? how* to leave thy Father.? Fiol. That noble Gentleman pleas'd once to like me, {Poitttit^ to Henriqucz. And, not to lye, fo much to doac upon mp, ^hat with bis Promifcs he won my Youth, Ai^d Duty, from my Father: Him I followM. Rod. How fay you now. Brother? Cam. Ay, my Lord, how fay Yob? Hen. As I have Life and Soul, ^is all a Trick, Sir. I never faw the Boy before. Fiol. ^ O Sir, Call not your Soul to witncfs in a Wrong: And 'tis not noble in ynu, to detpife . What you have made thus. If 1 lye, let Juftice Turn all her Rods upon mc. Duke. —. _______ Fye, ffenriquezi There is no Trace of Cunning in this Boy". Cam. A good Boy! Bcnotfwr&il: Speak tlw Mind, Child. ' ' ' . Nature^ fure, meanithoulhould'llhavebeenaWencHi And theii't had been lui Marvel he had bobb'd thee. Duh. Why did he put thee from him? Ftol. -! — ■- -r That to me ■ Is yet unlinown, Sirj for my Faith, he. could not ) I never did deceive bim : for my Service, He Dg.l.zeJt,,CoOgle fp Double Falshood; jvr, He had no juft Caufet what my Youth was able. My Will flill' pat ia Aft, to plcafc my Matter : . I cannot fteal \ therefore that can be nothing To ray Undoing : .no^ nor lye) my Brcediag» Tho' it be plaJOj is honelt. Duke. •-•r- '■ Weep pot, ChUd. Cam. This Lord has abufcd Mcn^ Woi^eO, and Children already : What futhei Plot be has, tbi: Devil knows. Duke. If thou can'ft bring a Witnefi of thy WrAng, (Elfc it would be Injullice to believe thee, . He having fwora araiinft it }) thou {halt have, I 'bind it with my Honourj Satisfadion To thine own wifhcs. ^ Vtoi^ . ■ ■ - I defirc oo more, Sit.. I have a Witnefs, and a oobk one, Fw Truth and Honcfty. Rod. — " ' Go, bring him hither. [£x// Violaot^. Henr. This lying Boy will take him to his Hecl^ .^d leave me flaader'd. Ro^.r. — : — — ■*— <— 'Noj ril be bis Voucher. Henr. Nay thed 'tis plain, this ii Confederacy. ■ Rod. That he has been an Agent in your Service, Appears from thisr Here is a Letter, Brath^-r, (Produc'd, perforce, to give him Credit with mej,}. The Writing, yoursj the Matter, Ldvcj forfd, ^e fays, he cari explain it.. Cam. '-r-.- — r- Then> belike, . A young He:b»wd. ^ ■ Hear. ~ — — ~ — -This Forgery confounds mc.' . Duke. Read it, Roderiek. ' jRfid. Reads,3 Our Prudence jhouli vaw tetcb us to fp^y vhat iur Indifcretiin has crni' mitttd. Ih^ve already iadde one Stefi towards this Wifdom — — . »w. Hold* Sir. — My very Words to Pl4iaittef Duie. Go on. *t>,Coogle 71^ blSTRSST toytTLs.i ::.4i - Mettr.-' — My gnciout Father, gfre me Pardonr I do coofefs, I fomc fuch Letter wrote (The Purport tU too uivi»l for yow Sat,) But how jt rcadi'd tbii young Dificmbler's Hud*, Is what I cannot folve. For on my Soul, And by the Honours of my Birth and Houfe,, The Mimon*( Face *iill now I ne»cr faw. Rod. Ibin not too fir in Debt on Proteftfttiofl.— Why Should you do a Child this Wrong? ffenr. ■ Go toj Yoor FriendHiip ptft nf arrant not this Abufe: If you provoke me tbtis, I fb^l forget What you are to me. This is a coeer Pradtce, And villany to draw me into Scan|^l. Jiod. No more; yon are i Bdy.-^ Here comet ft Wiweft, Shall prove you Co : No more.— —— - Enter J«lio, difimi'i% Violanpe, « *'^««. - Htm. ' ' ' "— v . .. Anoiher Rxfcal? Duh. Hold: /ft«r. Ha! {SeeMg "Viohnte^ Dttki. What's here? * . /fear. By all my Sins, the injur'd F'hlantt.. * {^^fidc. JtoJ. Now, Sir, wbofc Praaice breaks? Cam. I -— Is thii a Page ? lTtHc». Hod. One that hu done him Service, And he has paid her for*t i bat brc^ his Covenant. fiffi. My Lord, ] oomc not now to wditnd yoar Spirit. Yonr^piire AAeftioD detd, ^vhich firft bctroy'd -me, MyCtaimdyewith.it! C^ly kt me -not Shrink to ;be Grave with Infamy upon me: ProMft my Virtue, tfio' ichdrt your Faithj /Bad toy Isft Breaih flitll fpctk f§inri^ut& nohlel ' Henr. What a fierce Confii^ Sfaamr, and woaiiJed HonouTy Ratfe Dg.l.z.ilt>,G00g[c a Double: Falsh 006; oC, Ri^k in my Breaft! — but Honour ihall o'ercooe.--^ She looks ai beauteou;, and as innocent, . A> v^hen I wtong'd her.. — VJrtiioa« yiolante\ Too^good for itte! daK lou fiiU lore' a Mao^ So faithleit ai I atnP — '■ fi ttriow .you love mc. Thus, thyij aod thus, Iv|tfiqc r^ vow'd RepeaMDie ; l^tt t\\ Men read^»*^re.V- My gracioui Fatner, Fc^ff^ive, and mak'iWne rii^h with your Confent, Thii is my Wifej no other would I chufc, Wert flvf a Qyccn. Cam. Here'sa new ChangCn^rihW looks dull tipon'c.- Htnrt And fair Ltonorat ^^^Hb^hofe Virgin Arms J forc'd. my wrong'd Friend ^wo, O forgwc me. . Take home yoth*4Hly Vows, and lee him have 'ent a That hM deftfv'd tRin. O chat he, were here !. That I might esfi the Bafcnefs of'my Wrongj Aod pUtpos'd Kecompeace. MflPJol^iei You mjiR again be widow'd : for I vow A cci^teefrfijgrimagejnfer to know Jo;^i* .Till lean gwe it 10 the injur'd Julh. Cgm, ThniXxao1k,4^^mc> But my pc«ir.|6tt 1 goy — — - ^^ •^^Rpd.^ I'll flop ^l)*L;yoyage» Brother;— GeotfeLaiiyj ^E^fagaj^nk you orthis honeft MaD^ ' M/^nduohts, my Lord, were aU edipfoy'd^icfaial He has a Face makes mc remember fomething . ^. . " 'laye thought well ofi.how he loftks upon mc' ■. tr.Mon, ne weeps.- — Ha! ftayj it cannqt bqrr-^. .', bu his Eye, his Features, Shape, and Geffa^te.'^ ,^ou}d, he would fpeak. Jul. —r-LeoMira:, — ■ ' TTSfTOJ off bis pif^*^ £4tt$. — : T- VeS, 'tis He. , O Ecftjcy of Joy ! Ifbey emhiKi, . C4M. Now,rwbat*s the Matter? , JRod. Lec 'em alone > they're almbft flarv'd foe. r Kiffes. , ;. ';)k Cam. Suud forty Foot oflFs no Man troi^le *em. P- Much Dg.l.zedt,,CoOgle Tif DlItRlST Lo VI8.S. tfj Much pood may'idoyaqr Heart).' -^WIiatulie,L'on(>' What i» he? Rod. A certain Son of youn. CaiH ■ The Devil he i|. Rtd. If he be the Devil, that Devil molt call you Father. Ca)H. By your Leave a little, bo, —Are you ray 7«&? Jul. My Duty telli me To, Sr, Still on my Knees/ — Bjit LoVe engrofs'd me all; Leeaora^ do 1 6nc6 moreholdthee? ^ Cam. Nay, to't again: 1 will not hinder yon aKifii , Tishe [i^J Lnn. The rightepuj Povr'rs at length have crownU our'l^ovcs.' Think, yiiOi, (rem the Storm thajiy now o'erUqivn, / Tho* four Affli&ion combat Hope awhile. When Lovers Twear true Faith, the lid'iiing Angela Sund on the golden Battlements of Heav'n, And waft their Vowi to the Eternal ThrontS. iSuch were our Vows, and fo' arc they repaid. Duit. E'en as you are, we'll join y«w Hands to- gether. • - ->■ . A Providence above our Pow'r rales all. Ask him Fbrgivenefs, Boy. [71 Henriiraei. Jul. He has it; Sir: The Fault was Love's, not his. ffnr. Brave, gen'rous Julii ! 1 knew thy Noblenefs of old, and prii'd it. Till Paffiom made me blind —Once more, my Friend, Share in a Heart, that ne'er Ihall wrong thee more. p.nd, Brother, ' ' 1 Wl ~t This Embrace cots off Excufes. 1. aula. I mutt,_ in part, repair my Son's Offence; IVt yi»r bi}»l>tifun:, Julio, know rtur Court. Ilnd, Fwiawf^, (for I know you nowj) have a Debt to pay.- Your good old Father, '^ Once, when I.^chas'd the Boar, prefcrv'd my Life- (or that ^ood Deed, and for your Virtue's Sake, " I.Google TiiK>* V^DT Ddccnt be' low, cjII iqc 'your fattier; A Mitch drawn out of Honel^, and GooQaed^: Is Pedigree eaoagh. — ; ^e yiiti atl- plefls'd-? ■ [G«*J Arr rt Hcnrfqoer. Jul. All. «•» i]a/to7 ' And I HOC Vi^'wo'll. m» nsiim WCourt : ' (And thatAoTt Trtvtl, and yoUrwKve^ com^kfttef], Shall", -a>l Trail, for Life rcrtraih ii«fe WaJdViD*!.) Thei^'tl)? Solemniiy, and Grace,, I'il:*!- T,Goog[c jt,,Coogle .3i.z.iit,,Cooglc jt,,Coogle jt,,Coogle jt,,Coogle