To get or wealth or honour in yourselves) He that thro' all these dreadful passages Pursu'd and overtook them, unaffrighted, Deserves reward, and not to have it styl'd By the base name of theft.

Din. This is the courtship That you must look for, madam. Cler. 'Twill do well,

[night with. When nothing can be done, to spend the Your tongue is sound, good lord; and I could wish,

For this young lady's sake, this leg, this arm, And there is something else, I will not name, (Tho' 'tis the only thing that must content Had the same vigour.

[her,)

Champ. You shall buy these scoffs [anger! With your best blood! Help me once, noble Nay, stir not; I alone mast right myself, And with one leg transport me, to correct These scandalous praters! Oh, that noble wounds [Fulls.

Should hinder just revenge! D'yejeerme too?
I got these, not as you do your diseases,
In brothels, or with riotous abuse

Of wine in taverns; I have one leg shot,
One arm disabled, and an honour'd more
By losing them, as I did, in the face
Of a brave enemy, than if they were [only,
As when I put to sea. You are Frenchmen
In that you have been laid, and cur'd. Go to!
You mock my leg, but every bone about you
Makes you good almanack-makers, to foretell
What weather we shall have.

Din. Put up your sword. [be useful;
Cler. Or turn it to a crutch; there't may
And live on the relation to your wife
Of what a brave man you were once.
Din. And tell her,

What a fine virtue 'tis in a young lady

To give an old man pap.

Cier. Or hire a surgeon

To teach her to roll up your broken limbs. Din. To make a poultice, and endure the Of oils, and nasty plasters.

Vert. Fy, sir, fy!

[scent

You that have stood all dangers, of all kinds, to Yield to a rival's scoff?

Lam Shed tears upon [men. Your wedding-day? This is unmanly, gentleChump. They're tears of anger. Oh, that I should live

To play the woman thus! All-pow'rful Heav'n, Restore me, but one hour, that strength again That I had once, to chastise in these men Their follies and ill manners; and that done, When you please, I'll yield up the fort of life, And do it gladly.

Cler. We ha' the better of him, We ha' made him cry.

Verdone. You shall have satisfaction : And I will do it nobly, or disclain me. Beaup. I say no more; you have a brother,

sister:

This is your wedding-day, we're in the street, And howsoever they forget their honour, 'Tis fit I lose not mine, by their example.

Vert. If there be laws in Paris, look to This insolent affront. [answer

Cler. You that live by them, Study 'em, for Heaven's sake! For my part, I know not, [else Nor care not, what they are. Is there aught That you would say?

Din. Nothing; I have my ends. Lamira weeps; I've said too much, I fear! So dearly once I lov'd her, that I cannot Endure to see her tears.

Cousin Beaupre!

[Exeunt Din. and Cler: Champ. See you perform it, And do it like iny nephew. Verdone. If I fail in't, Ne'er know me more. Champ. Repent not ffind What thou hast done, my life; thou shalt not I am decrepid: in my love and service, I will be young, and constant; and believe me (For thou shalt find it true, in scorn of all The scandals these rude men have thrown upon me) [ardour, I'll meet thy pleasures with a young man's And in all circumstances of a husband Perform my parts.

Lam Good sir, I am your servant; And 'tis too late now, if I did repent, (Which, as I am a virgin yet, I do not) To undo the knot, that by the church is tied. Only I would beseech you, as you have A good opinion of me and my virtues, For so you've pleas'd to style my innocent weakness, [me, That what hath pass'd between Dinant and Or what now in your hearing he hath spoken, Beget not doubts or fears.

Champ. I apprehend you;

You think I will be jealous: As I live,
Thou art mistaken, sweet! and, to confirm it,
Discourse with whom thou wilt, ride where

thou wilt,

Feast whom thou wilt, as often as thou wilt; For I will have no other guards upon thee Than thine own thoughts.

Lum. I'll use this liberty With moderation, sir. Beaup. I am resolv'd. Steal off; I'll follow you.

Champ. Come, sir, you droop : Till you find cause, which I shall never give, Dislike not of your son-in-law.

Vert. Sir, you teach me

The language I should use: I am most happy In being so near you. [Exe. Verdone and Beau. Lam. Oh, my fears! Good Nurse, Follow my brother unobserv'd, and learn Which way he takes.

Nurse. I will be careful, madam. [Erit.
Champ. Between us compliments are su-
perfluous.

On, gentlemen! Th'affront we have met here
We'll think upon hereafter; 'twere unfit
To cherish any thought to breed unrest,
Or to ourselves, or to our nuptial feast.

[Exeunt.

Enter Dinant and Clercmont.

Cler. We shall have sport, ne'er fear't. Din. What sport, I prithee? [I long for❜t; Cler. Why, we must fight; I know it, and It was apparent in the fiery cye Of young Verdone; Beaupre look'd pale and shook too,

Familiar signs of anger. They're both brave fellows, [counter Tried and approv'd, and I am proud to enWith men, from whom no honour can be lost; They will play up to a man, and set him off. Whene'er I go to th' field, Heav'n keep me from

The meeting of an unflesh'd youth or coward!
The first, to get a name, comes on too hot;
The coward is so swift in giving ground,
There is no overtaking him without

A hunting nag, well breath'd too.
Din. All this while,

You ne'er think on the danger.

Cler. Why, 'tis no more

Than meeting of a dozen friends at supper, And drinking hard; mischief comes there unlook'd for,

I'm sure as sudden, and strikes home as often; For this we are prepar'd.

Din. Lamira loves

Her brother Beaupre dearly. Cler. What of that?

[what

Din. And should he call me to account for But now I spake, (nor can I with mine honour Recant my words) that little hope is left me, E'er to enjoy what (next to Heav'n) I long for, Is taken from me.

Cler. Why, what can you hope for, She being now married?"

Din. Oh, my Clcremont!

To you all secrets of my heart lie open,
And I rest most secure that whatsoe'er
I lock up there, is as a private thought,
And will no further wrong me.
I am a
Frenchman,

And for the greater part we are born courtiers;
She is a woman, and however yet

No heat of service had the power to melt Her frozen chastity, time and opportunity May work her to my ends; I confess ill ones, And yet I must pursue 'em. Now her marIn probability, will no way hurt, [riage, But rather help me.

Cler. Sits the wind there? Pray you tell me How far off dwells your love from lust? Din. Too near;

But prithee chide me not.

Cler. Not I; go on, boy!

I've faults myself, and will not reprchend

A crime I am not free from. For her mar

riage,

I do esteem it (and most bachelors are
Of my opinion) as a fair protection,
To play the wanton without loss of honour.
Din. Would she make use of't so, I were
most happy.

Cler. No more of this. Judge now wheThe gift of prophecy. [ther I have

Enter Beaupre and Verdone.

Beau. Monsieur Dinant,

I'm glad to find you, sir.

Din. I'm at your service.
Verdone. Good monsieur Cleremont, I
have long wish'd

To be known better to you.
Cler. My desires
Embrace your wishes, sir.
Beau. Sir, I have ever

Esteem'd you truly noble, and profess

I should have been most proud to've had the honour

To call you brother, but my father's pleasure Denied that happiness. I know, no man lives That can command his passions; and therefore

[guage

Dare not condemn the late intemperate lanYe were pleas'd to use to my father and my sister:

He's old, and she a woman; I most sorry
My honour does compel me to entreat you
To do me the favour, with your sword, to
A mile without the city.
[meet me

Din. You much honour me
In the demand; I'll gladly wait upon you.
Beau. Oh, sir, you teach me what to say.
The time?

Din. With the next sun, if you think fit.
Beau. The place?
[the city.
Din. Near to the vineyard, eastward from
Beau. I like it well. This gentleman, if
you please,

Will keep me company.

Cler. That is agreed on ;

And in my friend's behalf I will attend him.
Verdone. You shall not miss my service.
Beau. Good day, gentlemen!
Din. At your commandment.
Cler. Proud to be your servants.

[Exeunt Beaupre and Verdone. I think there is no nation under heaven That cut their enemies' throats with compli ment 6,

And such fine tricks, as we do. If you have Any few prayers to say, this night you may Call 'em to mind, and use 'em; for myself, As I have little to lose, my care is less ;

By your ladyship's cheerful looks, I well per-
That this night the good lord hath been
At an unusual service; and no wonder
If he rests after it.

Lam. You're very bold.

Char. Your creature, madam, and, when you are pleas'd,

Sadness to me's a stranger. Your good pardon
If I speak like a fool; I could have wish'd
To have ta'en your place to-night, had bold
Dinant,

Your first and most obsequious servant, tasted
Those delicates, which, by his lethargy,
As it appears, have cloy'd my lord.
Lam. No more!

Char. I'm silenc'd, madam.

Lam. Saw you my Nurse this morning?
Char. No, madam.

Lam. I am full of fears. Who's that?
[Knock within.

Char. She you enquir'd for.
Lam. Bring her in, and leave me.
[Exit Charlotte.

Now, Nurse, what news?

Disguis'd, and if you have that power in him As I presume you have, it is in you

To stay or aiter him.

Lam. Have you learnt the place Where they are to encounter? Nurse. Yes, 'tis where

[venth.

The duke of Burgundy met Lewis the EleLam. Enough; I will reward thee liberally. [Exit Nurse. Go, bring him in.-Full dear I lov'd Dinant, While it was lawful; but those fires are quench'd,

I being now another's. Truth, forgive me,
And let dissimulation be no crime,
Tho' most unwillingly I put it on,
To guard a brother's safety!

Enter Dinant.

Din. Now, your pleasure.

Tho' ill you have deserv'd it, you perceive I'm still your fool, and cannot but obey Whatever you command.

Lam. You speak as if

You did repent it; and 'tis not worth my thanks then:

But there has been a time, in which you would Receive this as a favour.

Din. Hope was left then

Of recompense.

Lam. Why, I am still Lamira,

And you Dinant, and 'tis yet in my power (I dare not say I'll put it into act) To reward your love and service.

Din. There's some comfort.

[fame,

Lum. But think not that so low I prize my

To give it up to any man that refuses
To buy it; or with danger of performance
Of what I shall enjoin him-

Din. Name that danger

(Be't of what horrid shape soever, lady) Which I will shrink at; only, at this instant, Be speedy in't.

Lam. I'll put you to the trial:

You shall not fight today, (d'you start at that?) Not with my brother. I have heard your difference;

Mine is no Helen's beauty, to be purchas'd With blood, and so defended: If you look for

fairly:

Let me not suffer for you, I am careless.
Din. Suffer for me?

Lam. For you; my kindness to you
Already brands me with a strumpet's name.
Din. Oh, that I knew the wretch!
Lam. I will not name him,

Nor give you any character to know him;
But if you dare, and instantly, ride forth
At the West port o'th' city, and defend there
My reputation against all you meet,
For two hours only, I'll not swear, Dinant,
To satisfy, tho' sure I think I shall,
Whatever you desire. If you deny this,
Be desperate; for willingly, by this light,
I'll never see thee more.

What, are you ready? The time has overta'en
Beau. And this, you know, the place.
Cler. No Dinant yet!
Beau. We come not now to argue, but to
We wait you, sir.

[do:

Cler. There's no time past yet, gentlemen; We've day enough.-Is't possible he comes not?

You see I'm ready here, and do but stay Till my friend come: Walk but a turn or "Twill not be long. [two;

Verdone. We came to fight. Cler. Ye shall fight, gentlemen, And fight enough: But a short turn or two! I think I see him; set up your watch, we'll fight by it. [luded. Beau. That is not he; we will not be deCler. Am I bob'd thus?--Pray take a pipe

of tobacco,

Or sing but some new air; by that time, gentlemen

Verdone. Come, draw your sword; you know the custom here, sir,

First come, first serv'd.

Cler. Tho' it be held a custom,

And practis'd so, I do not hold it honest.
What honour can you both win on me single?
Beau. Yield up your sword then.
Cler. Yield my sword! that's Hebrew ;
I'll be first cut a-pieces. Hold but a while,

I want a second now, to meet these gallants; You know what honour is.

1 Gent. Sir, you must pardon us; [for, We go about the same work you are ready And must fight presently; else we were your

servants.

2 Gent. God speed you, and good day! [Exeunt Gentlemen.

Cler. Am I thus colted? Beau. Come, either yieldCier. As you are honest gentlemen, [tune; Stay but the next, and then I'll take my forAnd if I fight not like a man- -Fy, Dinant! Cold now and treacherous? [causes; La-Writ [within]. I understand your

Yours about corn, yours about pins and glasses[parcels? Will ye make me mad? have I not all the And his petition too, about hell-founding; Send in your witnesses.-What will ye have me do? [are melted!-

Will you have me break my heart? my brains And tell your master, as I am a gentleman, His cause shall be the first. Commend me to your mistress,

And tell her, if there be an extraordinary feather, [you coo, And tall enough for her--I shall dispatch I know your cause, for transporting of farthingales:

Trouble me no more, I say again to you; No more vexation! Bid my wife send me some puddings;

I have a cause to run thro' requires puddings; Puddings enough. Farewell!

Enter La-Writ.

Cler. God speed you, sir!

Beau. 'Would he would take this fellow! Verdone. A rare youth.

Cler. If you ben't basty, sir

La-Writ. Yes, I am hasty, [liament; Exceeding hasty, sir; I am going to the parYou understand this bag: If you have any business

fit,

Depending there, be short, and let me hear And pay your fees.

Cler. 'Faith, sir, I have a business, But it depends upon no parliament. La-Writ. I have no skill in't then.

Cler. I must desire you ;

Tis a sword matter, sir.
La-Writ. I am no cutler,

I am an advocate, sir.

Beau. How the thing looks!

Verdone. When he brings him to fight-Cler. Be not so hasty;

You wear a good sword.

La-Writ. I know not that,

I never drew it yet, or whether it be a

sword

Cler. I must entreat you try, sir, and bear a part

fighter.

Against these gentlemen; I want a second:
You seem a man, and 'tis a noble office.
La-Writ. I am a Lawyer, sir, I am no
[best to satisfy.
Cler. You that breed quarrels, sir, know
Beau. This is some sport yet.
Verdone. If this fellow should fight?
La-Writ. And, for any thing I know, I am
au arrant coward ;

Do not trust me; I think I am a coward. Cler. Try, try; you are mistaken.--Walk on, gentlemen,

The man shall follow presently.

La-Writ. Are ye mad, gentleman ? My business is within this half-hour.

Cler. That's all one; [in that bottom; We'll dispatch within this quarter.-There 'Tis most convenient, gentlemen.

Beau. Well, we'll wait, sir. [You'll follow?
Verdone. Why, this will be a comick fight.
La-Writ. As I'm a true man, I can't fight.
Cier. Away, away.-

[Exeunt Beaupre and Verdone. I know you can: I like your modesty; I know you will fight, and so fight, with such metal, [furyAnd with such judgment meet your enemy's I see it in your eye, sir.

La-Writ. I'll be hang'd then;

And I charge you, in the king's name, name no more fighting. [the man; Cler. I charge you, in the king's name, play Which, if you do not quickly, I begin with [dlestick P I'll make you dance. Do you see your fidSweet advocate, thou shalt fight.

you;

La-Writ. Stand further, gentleman,
Or I'll give you such a dust o' th' chaps-
Cler. Spoke bravely,

And like thyseli, a noble advocate !
Come, to thy tools.

La-Writ. I do not say I'll fight.
Cler. I say thou shalt, and bravely.
La-Writ. If I do fight-

I say, if I do, but don't depend upon't-
(And yet I have a foolish itch upon me)-
What shall become of my writings?
Cler. Let 'em lie by ;

They will not run away, man.

La-Writ. I may be kill'd too, [siness? And where are all my causes then--my buI will not fight; I cannot fight

causes

My [sand causes; Cler. Thou shalt fight, if thou hadst a thouThou art a man to fight for any cause, And carry it with honour.

La-Writ. Hum! say you so? If I should Be such a coxcomb to prove valiant now ! Cler. I know thou art most valiant.

VOL. II.

R.