Du. I'le be that fortune, if I live Honora,
Thou hast done a cure upon me, counsel could not.
Al. Here take your ring Sir, and whom ye mean to ruine,
Give it to her next; I have paid for't dearly.
Hon. A Ring to her?
Du. Why frowns my fair Alinda?
I have forgot both these again.
Al. Stand still Sir,
Ye have that violent killing fire upon ye,
Consumes all honour, credit, faith.
Hon. How's this?
Al. My Royal Mistris favour towards me,
Woe-worth ye Sir, ye have poyson'd, blasted.
Duke. I sweet?
Al. You have taken that unmanly liberty,
Which in a worse man, is vain glorious feigning,
And kill'd my truth.
Du. Upon my life 'tis false wench.
Al. Ladies,
Take heed, ye have a cunning gamester,
A handsom, and a high; come stor'd with Antidotes,
He has infections else will fire your blouds.
Du. Prethee Alinda hear me.
Al. Words steept in hony,
That will so melt into your minds, buy Chastity,
A thousand wayes, a thousand knots to tie ye;
And when he has bound ye his, a thousand ruines.
A poor lost woman ye have made me.
Du. I'le maintain thee,
And nobly too.
Al. That Gin's too weak to take me:
Take heed, take heed young Ladies: still take heed,
Take heed of promises, take heed of gifts,
Of forced feigned sorrows, sighs, take heed.
Du. By all that's mine, Alinda—
Al. Swear
By your mischiefs:
O whither shall I goe?
Duke. Go back again,
I'le force her take thee, love thee.
Alin. Fare ye well, Sir,
I will not curse ye; only this dwell with ye,
When ever ye love, a false belief light on ye. [Exit.
Hon. We'll take our leaves too, Sir.
Duke. Part all the world now,
Since she is gone.
Hon. You are crooked yet, dear Master,
And still I fear— [Exeunt.
Duke. I am vext,
And some shall find it. [Exit.
SCENE IV.
Enter Archas and a Servant.
Ar. 'Tis strange
To me to see the Court, and welcome:
O Royal place, how have I lov'd and serv'd thee?
Who lies on this side, know'st thou?
Ser. The Lord Burris.
Ar. Thou hast nam'd a Gentleman
I stand much bound to:
I think he sent the Casket, Sir?
Ser. The same, Sir.
Ar. An honest minded man, a noble Courtier:
The Duke made perfect choice when he took him.
Go you home, I shall hit the way
Without a guide now.
Ser. You may want something, Sir.
Ar. Only my Horses,
Which after Supper let the Groom wait with:
I'le have no more attendance here.
Ser. Your will, Sir. [Exit.
Enter Theodore.
Theo. You are well met here, Sir.
Ar. How now boy,
How dost thou?
The. I should ask
You that question: how do you, Sir?
How do you feel your self?
Ar. Why well, and lusty.
The. What do you here then?
Ar. Why I am sent for
To Supper with the Duke.
The. Have you no meat at home?
Or do you long to feed as hunted Deer do,
In doubt and fear?
Ar. I have an excellent stomach,
And can I use it better
Than among my friends, Boy?
How do the Wenches?
The. They do well enough, Sir,
They know the worst by this time: pray be rul'd, Sir,
Go home again, and if ye have a Supper,
Eat it in quiet there: this is no place for ye,
Especially at this time,
Take my word for't.
Ar. May be they'll drink hard;
I could have drunk my share, Boy.
Though I am old, I will not out.
The. I hope you will.
Hark in your ear: the Court's
Too quick of hearing.
Ar. Not mean me well?
Thou art abus'd and cozen'd.
Away, away.
The. To that end Sir, I tell ye.
Away, if you love your self.
Ar. Who dare do these things,
That ever heard of honesty?
The. Old Gentleman,
Take a fools counsel.
Ar. 'Tis a fools indeed;
A very fools: thou hast more of
These flams in thee, these musty doubts:
Is't fit the Duke send for me,
And honour me to eat within his presence,
And I, like a tale fellow, play at bo-peep
With his pleasure?
The. Take heed
Of bo-peep with your pate, your pate, Sir,
I speak plain language now.
Ar. If 'twere not here,
Where reverence bids me hold,
I would so swinge thee, thou rude,
Unmanner'd Knave; take from his bounty,
His honour that he gives me, to beget
Sawcy, and sullen fears?
The. You are not mad sure:
By this fair light, I speak
But what is whisper'd,
And whisper'd for a truth.
Ar. A Dog: drunken people,
That in their Pot see visions,
And turn states, mad-men and Children:
Prethee do not follow me;
I tell thee I am angry:
Do not follow me.
The. I am as angry
As you for your heart,
I and as wilful too: go, like a Wood-cock,
And thrust your neck i'th' noose.
Ar. I'le kill thee,
And thou speakst but three words more.
Do not follow me. [Exit.
The. A strange old foolish fellow: I shall hear yet,
And if I do not my part, hiss at me. [Exit.
SCENE V.
Enter two Servants preparing a Banquet.
1 Serv. Believe me fellow here will be lusty drinking.
Many a washt pate in Wine I warrant thee.
2 Ser. I am glad the old General's come: upon my Conscience
That joy will make half the Court drunk. Hark the Trumpets,
They are coming on; away.
1 Ser. We'll have a rowse too. [Exeunt.
Enter Duke, Archas, Burris, Boroskie, Attend. Gent.