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The Project Gutenberg EBook of Rule a Wife, and Have a Wife by Francis Beaumont and John Fletcher This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with almost no restrictions whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away or re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.net Title: Rule a Wife, and Have a Wife Beaumont & Fletcher's Works (3 of 10) Author: Francis Beaumont and John Fletcher Release Date: January 1, 2005 [EBook #14549] Language: English Character set encoding: ASCII *** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK RULE A WIFE, AND HAVE A WIFE *** Produced by Jonathan Ingram, Paul Murray and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team
Enter Juan de Castro, and Michael Perez.
Michael PerezAre your Companies full, Colonel?
Juan de CastroNo, not yet, Sir:
Michael PerezWe pick up still, and as our monies hold out,
Juan de CastroAnd unexperienced,
Michael PerezI have heard of him, and that he hath serv'd before too.
Juan de CastroBut no harm done, nor never meant, Don Michael,
Michael PerezPreserve him, he'll conclude a peace if need be,
Juan de Castro'Tis true, such we must look for: but Mich. Perez,
Michael PerezI hear every hour of her, though I never saw her,
Juan de CastroBut she is proud, Sir, that I know for certain,
Michael PerezWould I were married, I would find that Wisdom,
Enter a Servant.
Michael PerezAre they two handsome Women?
ServantThey seem so, very handsom, but they are vail'd, Sir.
Michael PerezThou put'st sugar in my mouth, how it melts with me!
Juan de CastroWait on them in I say.
Michael PerezDon Juan.
Juan de CastroHow you itch, Michael! how you burnish!
Michael PerezThere be two.
Juan de CastroSay honest, what shame have you then?
Michael PerezI would fain see that,
Juan de CastroPrithee be modest.
Michael PerezI'll be any thing.
Enter Servant, Donna Clara, and Estifania vail'd.
Juan de CastroYou are welcome Ladies.
Michael PerezBoth hooded, I like 'em well though,
Juan de CastroWith me, or with this Gentleman,
ClaraWith you, Sir, as I guess, Juan de Castro.
Michael PerezHer Curtain opens, she is a pretty Gentlewoman.
Juan de CastroI am the Man, and shall be bound to Fortune,
ClaraCaptain, I hear you are marching down to Flanders,
Juan de CastroI am sweet Lady.
ClaraI have a Kinsman, and a noble Friend,
Juan de CastroI shall do it,
ClaraSomething in private.
Juan de CastroStep aside: I'll serve thee.
[Ex. Juan, and Clara.
Michael PerezPrithee let me see thy face.
EstifaniaSir, you must pardon me,
Michael PerezI am no blaster of a Ladies Beauty,
EstifaniaYou must excuse me, Seignior, I come
Michael PerezAs I am a Gentleman, by the honour of a Souldier.
EstifaniaI believe you,
Michael PerezI shall love you dearly,
EstifaniaIndeed I dare not:
Michael PerezIt must needs be excellent.
EstifaniaAnd with what honesty you ask it of me,
Enter Juan, Clara, a Servant.I shall be able to give welcome to you;
Michael PerezI'll kiss your fair white hand and thank you, Lady.
ServantI shall do it faithfully.
Juan de CastroYou will command me no more services?
ClaraTo be careful of your noble health, dear Sir,
Juan de CastroI thank you,
[Exeunt Ladies, and Servants.
Michael PerezYou had the honour to see the face that came to you?
Juan de CastroAnd 'twas a fair one; what was yours, Don Michael?
Michael PerezMine was i'th' clipse, and had a Cloud drawn over it.
Juan de CastroYou know none of 'em?
Juan de CastroThen I do, Captain,
Michael PerezWere those she brought Love-Letters?
Juan de CastroA Packet to a Kinsman now in Flanders,
Michael PerezSome young unmanag'd thing,
Juan de Castro'Tis worth experience,
Enter Sanchio, and Alonzo.
SanchioWhat, are you for the Wars, Alonzo?
AlonzoIt may be I,
SanchioOf which Hospital thou wilt sweat in; wilt thou
AlonzoThere is less danger in't than gunning, Sanchio,
SanchioBut it disables 'em,
AlonzoBetter to pull 'em thus than walk on wooden ones,
SanchioFye, fye, 'tis base.
AlonzoDost thou count it base to suffer?
SanchioAs thou hast done I am sure, but I perceive now
AlonzoI would I had her.
SanchioThey say she will marry.
SanchioAnd marry suddenly, as report goes too,
AlonzoI would I had the sheathing on't.
SanchioThey say too
AlonzoWould she were mine,
SanchioYet those stand off i'th' way of marriage,
AlonzoShe has bought a brave house here in town.
SanchioI have heard so.
AlonzoIf she convert it now to pious uses,
SanchioWhen comes she to it?
AlonzoWithin these two days, she is in the Country yet,
SanchioThen there's some hope of her,
AlonzoNo, no, I must leave you,
SanchioSend thee good fortune, but make thy Body sound first.
Enter a Servant of Michael Perez.
Servant'Tis this or that house, or I have lost my aim,
Enter Estifania.And hereabouts I lost her; stay, that's she,
Enter three old Ladies.
1 LadyWhat should it mean, that in such haste
2 LadyBelike the Lady Margaret has some business
3 LadyIt should seem so.
2 LadyAnd vertuous enough too I warrant ye
3 Lady'Tis more sometimes than we can well away with.
AlteaGood morrow, Ladies.
All'Morrow, my good Madam.
1 LadyHow does the sweet young Beauty, Lady Margaret?
2 LadyHas she slept well after her walk last night?
1 LadyAre her dreams gentle to her mind?
2 LadyShe does well and wisely,
AlteaShe would fain marry.
AlteaThat's left to argue on, I pray come in
2 LadyAnd good wine breeds good counsel.
Enter Juan de Castro, and Leon.
Juan de CastroHave you seen any service?
Juan de CastroWhere?
Juan de CastroWhat office bore ye?
LeonNone, I was not worthy.
Juan de CastroWhat Captains know you?
LeonNone, they were above me.
Juan de CastroWere you never hurt?
LeonNot that I well remember,
Juan de CastroThis is an Asse, did you never draw your sword yet?
LeonNot to do any harm I thank Heaven for't.
Juan de CastroNor ne'r ta'ne prisoner?
LeonNo, I ran away,
Juan de CastroCan you endure a Drum?
LeonIt makes my head ake.
Juan de CastroAre you not valiant when you are drunk?
LeonI think not, but I am loving Sir.
Juan de CastroWhat a lump is this man,
LeonToo wise for me I'm sure,
Juan de CastroThat was no foolish part I'le bear you witness.
LeonI think I could make shift Sir,
Juan de CastroIn the night?
LeonI know not,
Juan de CastroWhy art thou sent to me to be my officer,
LeonThere be more officers of my opinion,
Juan de CastroHow wilt thou scape a bullet?
LeonWhy by chance,
Juan de CastroThis fellow has some doubts in's talk that strike me,
Enter Alonzo.He cannot be all fool: welcom Alonzo.
AlonzoWhat have you got there, temperance into your company?
Enter Cacafogo.By th'ounce then. O here's another pumpion,
CacafogoMy Father's dead: I am a man of war too,
Juan de CastroTake heed o'th' Hollanders, your ships may leak else.
CacafogoI scorn the Hollanders, they are my drunkards.
AlonzoPut up your gold Sir, I'le borrow it else.
CacafogoI am satisfied, you shall not,
LeonI never wrong'd ye.
CacafogoThou hast wrong'd mine honor,
CacafogoThou wan'st my mony too, with a pair of base bones,
AlonzoYou struck too low by a foot Sir.
Juan de CastroYou must get a ladder when you would beat
LeonI cannot chuse but kick again, pray pardon me.
CacafogoHad'st thou not ask'd my pardon, I had kill'd thee,
AlonzoYou have scap'd by miracle, there is not in all Spain,
LeonI see he is hasty, and I would give him leave
Juan de CastroWhat shall I do with this fellow?
AlonzoTurn him off,
Juan de CastroAbout some week hence Sir,
LeonI desire no better.
Enter Estifania, and Perez.
Michael PerezYou have made me now too bountifull amends, Lady
EstifaniaYou appear to me so honest, and so civil,
Michael PerezNow let me ask your name.
Estifania'Tis Estifanie, the heir of this poor place.
Michael PerezPoor do you call it?
Estifania'Tis but little,
Michael PerezNow if she be not married, I have some hopes.
EstifaniaYou make me blush to answer,
Michael PerezThen would I counsel you to marry presently,
EstifaniaThis place will fit our talk, 'tis fitter far Sir,
Michael PerezShe is excellent wise withal too.
EstifaniaYou nam'd a husband, I am not so strict Sir,
Michael PerezHe were base else,
EstifaniaI am not so ignorant, but that I know well,
Michael PerezSweet, rich, and provident, now fortune stick
EstifaniaYou are a true gentleman, and fair, I see by ye,
Michael PerezPray do so, I'le have a Priest o'th' sudden.
EstifaniaAnd as suddenly you will repent too.
Michael PerezI'le be hang'd or drown'd first,
EstifaniaYou are a Flatterer,
Michael PerezI'le stir it better e're you sleep sweet Lady,
EstifaniaYou have the art to cozen me.
Enter Margarita, and two Ladies, and Altea.
MargaritaSit down and give me your opinions seriously.
1 LadyYou say you have a mind to marry Lady.
Margarita'Tis true, I have for to preserve my credit,
1 LadyDo you find your body so malitious that way?
MargaritaI find it as all bodies are that are young and lusty,
2 Lady'Tis fit you should have,
1 LadyBut might not all this be, and keep ye single.
MargaritaYes why was I made a woman?
2 LadyAnd every day a new?
MargaritaWhy fair and young but to use it?
1 LadyYou are still i'th' right, why would you marry then?
2 LadyWhat Husband mean ye?
AlteaA Husband of an easy faith, a fool,
2 LadyYou grant there may be such a man.
1 LadyYes marry, but how to bring 'em to this rare Perfection.
2 LadyThey must be chosen so, things of no honour,
MargaritaNo 'tis no matter,
2 LadyMe thinks now a rich Lawyer, some such fellow,
MargaritaNo there's no trusting them, they are too subtil,
1 LadyThen some grave governor,
MargaritaIf he have honour I am undone, I'le none such,
Altea'Tis fit ye should Lady;
MargaritaIs he a Gentleman?
AlteaYes and a souldier, as gentle as you would wish him,
MargaritaThose I'le allow him,
AlonzoNo, he will not quarrel with a dog that bites hi[m],
AlteaHonour's a thing too subtil for his wisdom,
MargaritaIs he so goodly a man do you say?
AlteaAs you shall see Lady,
MargaritaI would have him so,
AlteaHe shall attend your Ladiship.
Enter Juan, Alonzo, and Perez.
Juan de CastroWhy thou art not married indeed?
Michael PerezNo, no, pray think so,
AlonzoWou'dst thou steal a fortune,
Michael PerezNo indeed,
Juan de CastroWas it the wench i'th' veil?
Michael PerezBasto 'twas she,
Juan de CastroAnd is she rich withal too?
Michael PerezA mine, a mine, there is no end of wealth Coronel,
Juan de CastroYou are merry Sir,
Michael PerezI do not think I shall fight much this year Coronel,
AlonzoHow it angers me,
AlonzoIf thy wife be fair, thou wilt have few less
Michael PerezBut where they'l get entertainment is the point Signior.
AlonzoYou need none but her taber,
ServantMy Mistris Sir is sick, because you are absent,
Michael PerezAlas my Jewel,
Juan de CastroI thank ye
[Exit Perez, Servant.
Enter Margarita, Altea, and Ladies.
MargaritaIs he come?
AlteaYes Madam, h'as been here this half hour,
MargaritaHave ye searcht him Ladies?
OmnesIs a man at all points, a likely man.
MargaritaCall him in Altea.
Enter Leon, Altea.A man of a good presence, pray ye come this way,
AlteaPray ye question him, and if you find him not
MargaritaCan you love a young Lady? How he blushes!
AlteaLeave twirling of your hat, and hold your head up,
LeonYes, I think I can,
MargaritaYou shall be taught, and can you when she pleases
LeonYes I love riding,
MargaritaBe as merry as you will: can you as handsomely
LeonYes sure, I shall.
MargaritaAnd when you see her friends here,
Leon'Twere fit I were hang'd else.
MargaritaLet me try your kisses,
LeonIndeed I know not;
MargaritaYou shall then be instructed:
AlteaHark to the Lady.
MargaritaWhat mony have ye?
LeonNone Madam, nor friends,
MargaritaYou must not look to be my Mr Sir,
LeonI will not,
MargaritaNor do not labour to arrive at any,
LeonYes indeed forsooth.
MargaritaThere is one thing,
LeonI will not, alas I never knew my self sufficiently.
MargaritaNor must not now.
LeonI'le be a Dog to please ye.
MargaritaIndeed you must fetch and carry as I appoint ye.
LeonI were to blame else.
MargaritaKiss me again; a strong fellow,
LeonNo, if you kiss a thousand I shall be contented,
AlteaI told ye Madam.
Margarita'Tis the man I wisht for; the less you speak.
LeonI'le never speak again Madam,
MargaritaGet me a Priest, I'le wed him instantly,
LeonElse you shall hang me.
MargaritaI'le give ye better clothes when you deserve 'em,
OmnesWe shall Madam.
MargaritaAnd then away toth' city presently,
LeonA thousand crowns are thine, and I am a made man.
AlteaDo not break out too soon.
LeonI know my time wench.
Enter Clara, and Estifania with a paper.
ClaraWhat, have you caught him?
ClaraAnd do you find him
ClaraHast thou married him?
EstifaniaWhat dost thou think I fish without a bait wench?
ClaraDoes thy Lady know this? she is coming now to town,
EstifaniaLet her come,
ClaraDost thou not love him?
EstifaniaYes, intirely well,
Enter Perez.O here he is, now you shall see a kind man.
Michael PerezMy Estifania, shall we to dinner lamb?
EstifaniaI cannot eat else.
Michael PerezI never enter but me thinks a Paradise
EstifaniaYou are welcom to it Sir.
Michael PerezI think I have the sweetest seat in Spain wench,
EstifaniaA friend of mine Sir.
Michael PerezOf what breeding?
EstifaniaA Gentlewoman Sir.
Michael PerezWhat business has she?
EstifaniaMore than I know Sir.
Michael PerezOr has she e're a letter from a kinswoman,
EstifaniaWhat need all this, why are you troubled Sir?
Michael PerezYour very woman may do very well Sir
EstifaniaCry ye mercy husband, you are jealous then,
Michael PerezNo indeed wife.
EstifaniaMe thinks you should not till you have more cause
Michael PerezNo, no, I do but jest with ye.
EstifaniaTo morrow friend I'le see you.
ClaraI shall leave ye
EstifaniaWhy where's this girle, whose at the door?
Michael PerezWho knocks there?
MaidMy Lady, as I live Mistris, my Ladie's come,
EstifaniaThis was a week too soon, but I must meet with her,
Michael PerezWhat are they at door?
Michael Perez'Tis well.
EstifaniaNay, 'twill be better
Michael PerezDoe, I dare trust thee, I am asham'd I am angry,
EstifaniaI'le wise your worship
Michael PerezThe Rogue speaks heartily,
Enter Margarita, Estifania, Leon, Altea, and Ladies.Who are these, what flanting things, a woman
EstifaniaMy Husband, Lady.
MargaritaYou have gain'd a proper man.
Michael PerezWhat e're I am, I am your servant Lady.
EstifaniaSir, be rul'd now,
Michael PerezShe is a goodly woman.
EstifaniaShe is a mirrour,
Michael PerezForward, she has a rare face.
EstifaniaThis we must carry with discretion Husband,
Michael PerezYield our house up, our goods and wealth?
EstifaniaAll this is but in seeming,
Michael PerezAll the house?
EstifaniaAll, all, and we'l remove too, to confirm him,
Michael PerezThe whole possession wife? look what you doe,
EstifaniaNo, no, they shall have all,
Michael PerezIf easily it would come back.
EstifaniaI swear Sir,
Michael PerezClear but that question.
EstifaniaI'le put the writings into your hand.
Michael PerezWell then.
EstifaniaAnd you shall keep them safe.
Michael PerezI am satisfied; wou'd I had the wench so too.
EstifaniaWhen she has married him,
Michael PerezI'le remove the goods straight,
EstifaniaI have a poor old friend; there we'l be.
Michael Perez'Tis well then.
EstifaniaGoe handsom off, and leave the house clear.
EstifaniaThat little stuff we'l use shall follow after;
MargaritaCome, let's goe in, are all the rooms kept sweet wench?
EstifaniaThey are sweet and neat.
MargaritaWhy where's your Husband?
MargaritaWell, send you joy, you would not let me know't,
EstifaniaThank your Ladyship.
Enter Margarita, Altea, and Boy.
AlteaAre you at ease now, is your heart at rest,
MargaritaI am at peace Altea,
AlteaYou are a made woman.
MargaritaBut if he should prove now
AlteaMy life, an innocent.
MargaritaThat's it I aim at,
Altea'Tis up and ready.
MargaritaAnd day-beds in all chambers?
AlteaIn all Lady,
MargaritaLet 'em gaze on,
AlteaHe knows his distance Madam,
Margarita'Tis well Altea.
AlteaSure he sees you not.
MargaritaHow scornfully he looks!
LeonAre all the chambers
ServantThey are, and yet there must be more and richer,
LeonHum, is it so? 'tis excellent,
ServantShe ever lov'd 'em dearly,
Leon'Tis no fashion,
ServantThat's as you shall deserve Sir.
LeonAnd when I lye with her.
ServantMay be I'le light ye,
Enter 1 Lady.
1 LadyMadam, the Duke Medina with some Captains
MargaritaThey shall be welcom,
Enter 2 Lady.
LeonThat's a bawd,
2 LadyHas brought her coach to wait upon your Ladiship,
LeonThe neat air of her nunnery.
MargaritaTell her no, i'th' afternoon I'le call on her.
2 LadyI will Madam.
MargaritaWhy are not you gone to prepare your self,
AlteaA willing, Madam, one that needs no spurring.
LeonFaith madam, in my little understanding,
MargaritaHow now, what's this?
Leon'Tis only to perswade ye,
MargaritaThe fellow's mad.
LeonHe that shall counsel Ladies,
AlteaHe breaks out modestly.
LeonPray ye be not angry,
MargaritaThou darest not talk.
LeonNot much Madam,
MargaritaDo you hear him talk?
LeonI have done Madam,
MargaritaFirst I'le unty my self, did you mark the Gentleman,
AlteaI think him an Asse still,
MargaritaI'le have my celler lockt, no school kept there,
AlteaHe will fall again, my life he cryes by this time,
LeonShall I wear my new sute Madam?
MargaritaNo your old clothes,
AlteaGood Madam be not so rough, with repentance,
MargaritaI see not what I expect to see.
LeonYou shall see Madam, if it shall please your Ladyship.
MargaritaWell go get you handsom,
LeonHave ye yet no feeling?
MargaritaSee you preserve him thus upon my favour,
Michael PerezShall I never return to mine own house again?
Estifania [within]I am going presently.
Michael PerezMake haste good Jewel,
Enter Estifania.Mercy deliver me. O are you come wife,
EstifaniaI am now going,
Michael PerezBreak my neck rather, is there any thing here to eat
EstifaniaNot a pin I warrant ye.
Michael PerezAnd let 'em instantly depart.
EstifaniaThey shall both,
Michael PerezI'le walk i'th' Church-yard,
EstifaniaI'le not fail Sir.
Michael PerezAnd do you hear, let's have a handsom dinner,
EstifaniaYou shall have all, which some interpret nothing,
Michael PerezLet 'em be known and honest,
EstifaniaI shall Sir,
Michael PerezI observe ye.
Enter Juan de Castro, Sancho, and Cacafogo.
SanchioThou art very brave.
CacafogoI have reason, I have mony.
SanchioIs mony reason?
SanchioI thank ye.
SanchioWilt thou lend me any?
CacafogoNot a farthing Captain,
SanchioWhy so are all men, thou shalt have my bond.
CacafogoNor bonds nor fetters Captain,
CacafogoPut it to pious uses,
Juan de CastroAre those Hospitals?
CacafogoI first provide to fill my Hospitals
Juan de CastroA provident Charity; are you for the Wars, Sir?
CacafogoI am not poor enough to be a Souldier,
Juan de CastroYe have said wisely.
CacafogoHad you but my money,
SanchioA right State Usurer; why dost thou not marry,
CacafogoIs't not nobler to command a reverend Justice, than to be one?
Juan de CastroWilt thou go to dinner with us?
CacafogoI will go, and view the Pearl of Spain, the Orient
Juan de CastroThe Duke dines there to day too, the Duke of Medina.
CacafogoLet the King dine there,
SanchioThou wilt eat monstrously.
CacafogoLike a true born Spaniard,
Juan de CastroIf we should play now, you must supply me.
CacafogoYou must pawn a Horse troop,
Juan de CastroIf I light on him I'll make his Purse sweat too.
CacafogoWill ye lead, Gentlemen?
Enter Perez, an old Woman, and Maid.
Michael PerezNay, pray ye come out, and let me understand ye,
Old WomanHa, what would ye have?
Michael PerezMy Goods again, how came my Trunks all open?
Old WomanAre your Trunks open?
Michael PerezYes, and Cloaths gone,
Old WomanWhere's your Gentlewoman?
Michael PerezWhat's that to my question?
MaidIs she your Wife, Sir?
Michael PerezYes Sir, is that wonder?
Old WomanIs she truly, truly your Wife?
Michael PerezI think so, for I married her;
MaidShe has the Keys, Sir.
Michael PerezI know she has, but who has all my goods, Spirit?
Old WomanIf you be married to that Gentlewoman,
MaidShe tells you true.
Old WomanAnd she has cozen'd all, Sir.
Michael PerezThe Devil she has! I had a fair house with her,
MaidThe Lady Margarita, she was her Servant,
Michael PerezPlague o' the Devil,
Old WomanA young sweet Lady.
Michael PerezOf a low stature?
Old WomanShe is indeed but little, but she is wondrous fair.
Michael PerezI feel I am cozen'd;
MaidWhen she went out this morning, that I saw, Sir,
Michael PerezThey were mine while they were laden,
Old WomanHer own Mistress, her very Mistress, Sir, and all you saw
Michael PerezNo Plate, no Jewels, nor no Hangings?
MaidNot a farthing, she is poor, Sir, a poor shifting thing.
Michael PerezNo money?
Old WomanAbominable poor, as poor as we are,
Michael PerezI am mad now,
Old WomanYou may find truth as soon,
Michael PerezIs she a Whore too?
Old WomanLittle better, Gentleman, I dare not say she is so Sir, because
Michael PerezShe has serv'd me faithfully,
Old WomanAnd I deserve it, I tell but truth.
Enter the Duke of Medina, Juan de Castro, Alonzo, Sanchio, Cacafogo. Attendants.
Duke of MedinaA goodly house.
Juan de CastroAnd richly furnisht too, Sir.
AlonzoHung wantonly, I like that preparation,
Duke of MedinaNow Cacafogo, how like you this mansion?
CacafogoI shall be master of it,
Enter Margarita, Altea, Ladies, and Servants.
MargaritaAll welcome to your Grace, and to these Souldiers,
Duke of MedinaI thank ye Lady, I am bold to visit ye,
MargaritaBring in the Dukes meat.
SanchioShe is most excellent.
CacafogoI'll have a fling, 'tis but a thousand Duckets,
MargaritaWhy, where's this dinner?
Leon'Tis not ready, Madam,
Juan de CastroIs not this my Alferes? he looks another thing;
MargaritaWhy, Sirrah, why Sirrah, you?
LeonI hear you, saucy Woman,
Duke of MedinaYour Wife?
LeonYes good my Lord, I am her Husband,
CacafogoIt thou beest her Husband,
LeonPeace, dirt and dunghil,
AlonzoThis is miraculous.
SanchioIs this the Fellow
MargaritaI'll be divorced immediately.
LeonYou shall not,
MargaritaI do command ye from me, thou poor fellow,
LeonThou cozen'd Fool? 'tis not so,
MargaritaAm I braved thus in mine own house?
Leon'Tis mine, Madam,
MargaritaAs you love me, give way.
LeonIt shall be better,
Duke of MedinaIs this the Fellow that the People pointed at,
LeonAs a Husband ought, Sir,
Juan de CastroBrave, a strange Conversion, thou shalt lead
Duke of MedinaIs there no difference betwixt her and you, Sir?
LeonNot now, Lord, my Fortune makes me even,
MargaritaGet me my Coach.
LeonLet me see who dares get it
Duke of MedinaNay, Sir, you shall not carry it
LeonThey are tears of anger, I beseech ye note 'em, not worth pity,
Juan de CastroHold, fair Sir, I beseech ye,
LeonHe that dares strike against the husbands freedom,
Duke of MedinaI have better thought, I pray Sir use your Wife well.
LeonMine own humanity will teach me that, Sir,
Duke of MedinaI'll cross your joy yet.
Juan de CastroI made seen a miracle, hold thine own, Souldier,
SanchioH'as beaten all my loose thoughts out of me,
LeonThat's she, Sir, that pretty Lady,
Juan de CastroDon Michael, Leon, another darer come.
Michael PerezPray do not know me, I am full of business,
MargaritaYes truly, had I.
Michael PerezWas she a Maid do you think?
MargaritaI dare not swear for her,
Michael PerezWas she your Kinswoman?
MargaritaNot that I ever knew, now I look better
Michael PerezGive me a halter: is not this house mine, Madam?
MargaritaNo, certainly, I am sure my money paid for it,
Michael PerezThe Hangings and the Plate too?
MargaritaAll are mine, Sir,
SanchioWhat a Devil ails he?
Michael PerezWhere is your Maid?
MargaritaDo not you know that have her?
Michael PerezI saw her later, would the Devil had had her,
Juan de CastroIs thy Wife with Child, Don Michael? thy excellent wife.
AlonzoWhen shall we come and visit thee?
SanchioAnd eat some rare fruit? thou hast admirable Orchards,
Michael PerezPrithee leave fooling,
MargaritaYes many times, so often that I was asham'd to keep her,
Michael PerezI thank ye, I am blest still,
Juan de CastroYou'll stay and dine?
Michael PerezCertain I cannot, Captain,
LeonWill you come near, Sir, will your Grace but honour me,
Juan de CastroThou art the stock of men, and I admire thee.
Michael PerezI'll go to a Conjurer but I'll find this Pol-cat,
Enter Estifania with a Casket.
Estifania'Tis he, I am caught, I must stand to it stoutly,
Michael PerezMy worthy Wife,
EstifaniaMy most noble Husband,
Michael PerezI have been in Bawdy Houses.
Michael Perez'Pray you pardon me,
EstifaniaYou have had a pretty progress, I'll tell mine now:
Michael PerezAnd are you sober?
EstifaniaYes, I reel not yet, Sir,
Michael PerezShe bears up bravely, and the Rogue is witty,
EstifaniaWhy am I cozen'd?
Michael PerezThou most vile, base, abominable--
Michael PerezThou stinking, overstew'd, poor, pocky--
Michael PerezDo you echo me?
EstifaniaYes Sir, and go before ye,
Michael PerezAnd brave me too?
EstifaniaYou had best now draw your Sword, Captain!
Michael PerezA Plague upon thee, answer me directly;
EstifaniaTo be my Husband;
Michael PerezWhy didst thou flatter me, and shew me wonders?
EstifaniaWhy did you work on me
Michael PerezThou hast 'em, Rascal;
EstifaniaSir, there's your treasure, sell it to a Tinker
Michael PerezA fire subtle ye, are ye so crafty?
EstifaniaHere's a goodly jewel,
EstifaniaAnd here's a Chain of Whitings eyes for pearls,
Michael PerezNay, prithee wife, my Cloaths, my Cloaths.
EstifaniaI'll tell ye,
Michael PerezIs there no house then, nor no grounds about it?
EstifaniaThere are none, sweet Husband,
Michael PerezI will speak little, I have plaid the Fool,
EstifaniaYou have spoke well, Sir,
Michael PerezTell me one thing,
EstifaniaI bid her tell you so, Sir,
Michael PerezMost strange things of thee.
EstifaniaStill 'twas my way, and all to try your sufferance,
Michael PerezShe knew me not,
Estifania'Twas well carried;
Michael PerezI would believe thee,
EstifaniaI'll be there straight.
Michael PerezI am fooled, yet dare not find it.
EstifaniaGo silly Fool, thou mayst be a good Souldier
Enter Cacafogo.Here comes another Trout that I must tickle,
CacafogoPrithee be answered, thou shalt crave no leave,
CacafogoI know thou hast some wedding Ring to pawn now,
EstifaniaI am gone, Sir,
CacafogoStay I prithee,
EstifaniaShe would entreat you, Sir,
CacafogoShe shall command, Sir,
EstifaniaShe does command then
CacafogoYour Mistress by the way?
EstifaniaMy natural mistress,
CacafogoTo doubt 'em is an heresie.
EstifaniaA thousand Duckets, 'tis upon necessity
CacafogoLong may he be so.
EstifaniaShe desires withal a better knowledge of your parts and person,
CacafogoCome, let's dispatch.
EstifaniaIn troth I have heard her say, Sir,
CacafogoLet's do it first
EstifaniaAll secrecy she would desire, she told me
CacafogoWe are not wise to talk thus,
EstifaniaGreen goose you are now in sippets.
Enter the Duke, Sanchio, Juan, Alonzo.
Duke of MedinaHe shall not have his will, I shall prevent him,
Juan de CastroI am commanded.
Duke of MedinaA fellow founded out of Charity,
SanchioThat such an oyster shell should hold a pearl,
Duke of MedinaNe'r fear it Sanchio,
Alonzo'Tis every good mans cause, and we must stir in it.
Duke of MedinaI'le warrant he shall be glad to please us,
Enter Leon, and Juan, with a commission.
LeonCoronel, I am bound to you for this nobleness,
Juan de CastroI do rejoyce at it,
LeonWithin four daies I am gone, so he commands me,
Juan de CastroThey are aboard.
LeonWho waits there?
LeonDo you hear ho, go carry this unto your Mistris Sir,
LorenzoWhither must they goe Sir?
LeonTo the wars, Lorenzo,
LeonThe stuff must goe to morrow towards the sea Sir,
LorenzoWhy Pedro, Vasco, Dego,
Juan de CastroH'as taken a brave way to save his honour,
Enter Margarita, led by two Ladies.
LeonWhy how now wife, what, sick at my preferment?
MargaritaNo sooner love ye,
LeonBy no means sweet heart.
MargaritaIf he were married but four daies as I am.
LeonHe would hang himself the fifth, or fly his Country.
MargaritaHe would make it treason for that tongue that durst
LeonIndeed I must sweet wife,
MargaritaI'le to the Duke my cousin, he shall to th' King.
LeonHe did me this great office,
MargaritaWould I were able Sir to bear you company,
LeonBe in peace, you shall not.
MargaritaWhat knocking's this? oh Heaven my head, why rascals
LeonThe preparation is, they are taking down,
CoachmanMust the Coach goe too Sir?
LeonHow will your Lady pass to th' sea else easily?
LeonI'le have a main care of ye,
MargaritaWould I were able.
LeonCome I warrant ye,
MargaritaLet me have a nurse,
LeonIt shall not trot I warrant ye,
MargaritaI am with child Sir.
LeonAt four days warning? this is something speedy,
MargaritaPray do not swear, I thought I was a maid too,
LeonIn such a strait point sure I could not err Madam.
Juan de CastroThis is another tenderness to try him,
MargaritaYou must provide a cradle, and what a troubles that?
LeonThe sea shall rock it,
MargaritaFaith let me stay, I shall but shame ye Sir.
LeonAnd you were a thousand shames you shall along with me,
Enter Duke, Alonzo, Sanchio.
Duke of MedinaWhat Sir, preparing for your noble journey?
LeonNo Sir, I dare not leave her to that solitariness,
Duke of MedinaBy no means Captain.
LeonBy all means an't please ye.
Duke of MedinaWhat take a young and tender bodied Lady,
Leon'Twill make her well Sir,
SanchioAway it must not be.
AlonzoIt ought not Sir,
Duke of MedinaI cannot blame her tears, fright her with tempests,
LeonShe is most able.
Enter Perez.What Masque is this now?
Juan de CastroMichael van owle, how dost thou?
Michael PerezThings must both ebbe and flow, Coronel,
AlonzoHe's certain mad.
Juan de CastroAs mad as a French Tayler,
Michael PerezI see you are packing now my gentle cousin,
LeonWhat house, what pleasure Sir, what do you mean?
Michael PerezYou hold the jest so stiff, 'twill prove discourteous,
LeonAnd what of them?
Michael PerezThey are mine Sir, and you know it,
LeonPrethee good stubborn wife, tell me directly,
MargaritaI can tell ye nothing.
LeonI have many kinsmen, but so mad a one,
Michael PerezAll mine,
LeonCanst thou fight?
Michael PerezI'le tell ye presently, I could have done Sir.
LeonFor ye must law and claw before ye get it.
Juan de CastroAway, no quarrels.
LeonNow I am more temperate,
Michael PerezH'as half perswaded me I was bred i'th' moon,
LeonI'le talk no more, come we'l away immediatly.
MargaritaWhy then the house is his, and all that's in it,
Michael PerezAm I mad now or am I christen'd, you my pagan cousin,
Duke of MedinaAre ye blank at this? then I must tell ye Sir,
LeonAll this not moves me,
MargaritaNow thou art a brave Gentleman,
LeonGood morrow my sweet cousin, I should be glad Sir.
Michael PerezBy this hand she dies for't,
Juan de CastroThese are fine toyes.
MargaritaLet me request you stay but one poor month,
LeonWell I will try ye,
Duke of MedinaIf I miss thee again, I am an arrant bungler.
Juan de CastroThou shalt have my command, and I'le march under thee,
AlonzoI have seen visions.
Enter Leon, with a letter, and Margarita.
LeonCome hither wife, do you know this hand?
MargaritaI do Sir,
LeonShe writes to me here, that one Cacafogo
MargaritaIs a monster, deliver me from mountains.
LeonDo you goe a birding for all sorts of people?
MargaritaI shall not fail, Sir.
LeonWill the Duke come again do you think?
MargaritaNo sure Sir,
LeonNor bring you to him, if my wit hold fair wife:
Michael PerezHad I but lungs enough to bawl sufficiently,
Enter Cacafogo, with a Casket.
CacafogoBe cozen'd by a thing of clouts, a she moth,
Michael PerezWho's that is cheated, speak again thou vision,
CacafogoThen keep thy circle,
Michael PerezHa, ha, ha.
CacafogoDost thou laugh? damnably, I say most damnably.
Michael PerezBy whom, good spirit speak, speak ha, ha, ha.
CacafogoI will utter, laugh till thy lungs crack, by a rascal woman,
Michael PerezI must laugh, prethee pardon me,
CacafogoI shall be angry, terrible angry, I have cause.
Michael PerezThat's it, and 'tis no reason but thou shouldst be angry,
CacafogoI shall break thy head, my valour itches at thee.
Michael PerezIt is no matter, by a woman cozen'd,
CacafogoA real Devil,
Michael PerezSweet cozen'd Sir let me see them,
CacafogoPray ye take it,
Michael PerezHa, ha, ha.
CacafogoThou art deceiv'd, I will take.
Michael PerezTo clear your bargain now.
CacafogoI'le take some ten, some any thing, some half ten,
Michael PerezAn excellent lapidary set these stones sure,
CacafogoQuick-sand choak their waters,
Michael PerezAnd so shall I, I hope, but do not hurt her,
CacafogoIf I were valiant now, I would kill this fellow,
Enter Leon, and Margarita.
LeonCome, we'l away unto your country house,
MargaritaWhither you will, I wait upon your pleasure;
LeonI, now you strike a harmony, a true one,
[Clashing swords. A cry within, down with their swords.]
Margarita'Tis loud too.
LeonLook out and help.
Enter a Servant.
ServantOh Sir the Duke Medina.
LeonWhat of the Duke Medina?
ServantOh sweet Gentleman, is almost slain.
MargaritaAway away and help him, all the house help.
LeonHow slain? why Margarita,
Enter Duke, Margarita, Sanchio, Alonzo, Servant.
MargaritaHow came ye hurt Sir?
Duke of MedinaI fell out with my friend the noble Coronel,
LeonHelp Gentlemen to carry him,
Duke of MedinaI thank ye noble Sir.
LeonTo bed with him, and wife give your attendance.
Juan de CastroDoctors and Surgions.
Duke of MedinaDo not disquiet me,
[Ex. Duke, Sanchio, Alon. Marg. Servant.
Juan de CastroTrue, it is so Sir,
LeonI thank ye noble Coronel, and I honour ye.
MargaritaHe's most desperate ill Sir,
LeonDoes he hire my house to play the fool in,
MargaritaWhat ail you Sir?
LeonNay what ail you sweet wife,
MargaritaYou have done handsomely I must confess Sir.
LeonHave I not kept thee waking like a hawk?
MargaritaAlas I pity ye.
LeonThou wilt make me angry,
MargaritaYou are alwaies,
LeonIf thou pursuest me further I run stark mad,
MargaritaI have lost my self Sir,
LeonI take ye up, and wear ye next my heart,
AlteaI come to tell my Lady,
Leon'Tis Cacafogo, goe and entertain him,
MargaritaI shall observe ye.
LeonI have a rare design upon that Gentleman,
AlteaI shall Sir most willingly.
LeonAway then both, and keep him close in some place
Enter Perez, and Estifania, with a Pistol, and a Dagge[r].
Michael PerezWhy how darst thou meet me again thou rebel,
EstifaniaI know you have mercy.
Michael PerezIf I had tuns of mercy thou deserv'st none,
EstifaniaLittle or nothing,
Michael PerezDo, a very little,
EstifaniaNow now Sir, now,
[shews a Pistol.
Michael PerezDo you wear guns?
EstifaniaI am a Souldiers wife Sir,
Michael PerezLet me see,
EstifaniaNo no Sir, you shall feel.
Michael PerezHold ye villain, what thine own Husband?
EstifaniaLet mine own Husband then
EstifaniaWhen will you redeem your Jewels, I have pawn'd 'em,
Michael PerezI'le kiss thee,
EstifaniaCome along with me,
Michael PerezI see I am an asse when thou art near me.
Enter Leon, Margarita, and Altea, with a Taper.
LeonIs the fool come?
AlteaYes and i'th' celler fast,
LeonIt is the better.
AlteaHas given me royally,
LeonBetter and better still, go Margarita,
MargaritaSecure your self Sir, give me the candle,
[Ex. Leon and Altea. She knocks.
Duke of MedinaWho's there, oh oh.
Duke of Medina withinHave ye brought me comfort?
MargaritaI have my Lord.
Enter Duke, in a gown.Come softly too, how do you?
Duke of MedinaAre there none here?
MargaritaAlone to comfort you.
[Cacafogo makes a noise below.
Duke of MedinaWhat's that you tumble?
MargaritaThe fat thing's mad i'th' celler,
Duke of MedinaI have none Lady,
MargaritaWhat noise, why look ye pale? I hear no stirring,
Duke of MedinaI have none, I am as lusty and as full of health,
MargaritaWeak in your blood you would say,
Duke of MedinaBelieve me Lady.
MargaritaI know you will venture all you have to satisfy me,
Cacafogo belowHere's to the Duke.
Duke of MedinaIt nam'd me certainly,
MargaritaYou are hurt mortally,
Cacafogo belowI come, I come.
Duke of MedinaHeaven bless me.
MargaritaAnd bless us both, for sure this is the Devil,
MargaritaAnd that's the least leap if you mean to scape Sir,
Duke of MedinaAre you honest then?
MargaritaYes then and now, and ever, and excellent honest,
Duke of MedinaWould I were off fair,
MargaritaIf you be well and lusty, fy fy shake not,
Duke of MedinaShe mocks my misery, thou cruel Lady.
MargaritaThou cruel Lord, wouldst thou betray my honesty,
Duke of MedinaI am most miserable.
MargaritaYou are indeed,
Duke of MedinaLet me be gone, I'le never more attempt ye.
MargaritaYou cannot goe, 'tis not in me to save ye,
Duke of MedinaThe noise again!
Cacafogo belowSome small beer if you love me.
MargaritaThe Devil haunts you sure, your sins are mighty.
Duke of MedinaPreserve me but this once.
Duke of MedinaI would not dye so wretchedly.
MargaritaOut of a garret window I'le let you down then,
Duke of MedinaHave you no mercy?
MargaritaNow you are frighted throughly,
Duke of MedinaAnd I'le be your true servant,
MargaritaI may kiss a stranger, for you must now be so.
Enter Leon, Juan, Alonzo, Sanchio.
LeonHow do you my Lord,
Juan de CastroNo more feign'd fights my Lord, they never prosper.
LeonWho's this? the Devil in the vault?
Altea'Tis he Sir, and as lovingly drunk, as though he had studied it.
CacafogoGive me a cup of Sack, and kiss me Lady,
LeonHe is Devilish drunk.
Duke of MedinaI had thought he had been a Devil.
LeonOh a true lover Sir will lament loudly,
CacafogoButt in thy belly.
LeonThere's two in thine I am sure, 'tis grown so monstrous.
CacafogoButt in thy face.
LeonGo carry him to sleep,
[Exit Caca. and Servant.
Enter Perez, and Estifania.
LeonWho's this? my Mauhound cousin?
Michael PerezGood Sir, 'tis very good, would I had a house too,
LeonI must laugh a little,
Michael PerezI'le cry, and then I'le be thankfull,
EstifaniaIf I prove otherwaies, let me beg first,
Duke of MedinaAnd this is yours, your true commission, Sir,
LeonYou are a noble Prince Sir,
Juan de CastroSir, I shall wait upon you through all fortunes.
AlteaAnd I must needs attend my Mistris.
LeonWill you goe Sister?
AlteaYes indeed good Brother,
MargaritaIs she your Sister?
LeonYes indeed good wife,
AlteaI would not deal so truly for a stranger.
MargaritaWell I could chide ye,
Juan de CastroYour colours you must wear, and wear 'em proudly,
The Dramatis Personae are not given in the quarto of 1640 nor in the 2nd folio. They are as follows:--Duke of Medina. Juan de Castro, Sanchio, Alonzo, Michael Perez, Officers. Leon, Altea's brother. Cacafogo, a usurer. Lorenzo. Coachman, etc. Margarita. Altea. Estifania. Clara. Three old ladies. Old woman. Maids, etc.
Unless where otherwise stated the following variations are from the quarto of 1640, the title-page of which runs thus:--
Rule a Wife | And have a Wife. | A Comoedy. | Acted by his | Majesties Servants. | Written by | John Fletcher | Gent. | Oxford, | Printed by Leonard Lichfield | Printer to the University. | Anno 1640.