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And paid some desperate debts you never look'd Enter a Servant.

for? Serv. Oh, sir, the duke Medina !

Marg. You have done handsomely, I must conLeon. What of the duke Medina?

fess, sir. Serv. Oh, sweet gentleman, is almost slain. Leon. Have I not kept thee waking like a hawk? Marg. Away, away, and help him, all the And watch'd thee with delights to satisfy thee, house help.

(Exit Servant. The very tithes of which had won a widow ? Leon. How, slain? why Margarita,

Marg. Alas, I pity thee!
Why, wife ! sure some new device they have on Leon. Thou wilt make me angry,
foot again,

Thou never saw'st me mad yet.
Some trick upon my credit ; I shall meet it. Marg. You are always,
I had rather guard a ship imperial

You carry a kind of bedlam still about ye.
Alone, and in a storm, than rule one woman ! - Leon. If thou pursu'st me further, I run stark

mad. Enter Duke, MARGARITÀ, SANCHIO, ALONZO, If you have more hurt dukes or gentlemen, Servant.

To lye here on your cure, I shall be desperate; Marg. How came ye hurt, sir?

I know the trick, and you shall feel I know it; Duke. I fell out with my friend, the noble co- Are ye so hot that no hedge can contain ye? lonel,

I'll have thee let blood in all the veins about thee, My cause was nought, for’twas about your honour: I'll have thy thoughts found too, and have them And he that wrongs the innocent ne'er prospers,

open'd, And he has left me thus ; for charity,

Thy spirits purg'd, for those are they that fire ye; Lend me a bed to ease my tortur'd body, Thy maid shall be thy mistress, thou the maid, That ere I perish I may show my penitence; And all those servile labours thou shalt reach at, I fear I am slain.

And go through cheerfully, or else sleep empty : Leon. Help, gentlemen, to carry him ; That maid shall lye by me to teach you duty, There shall be nothing in my house, my lord,

You in a pallet by to humble ye, But as your own.

And grieve for what you lose. Duke. I thank ye, noble sir,

Marg. I have lost myself, sir, Leon. To bed with him, and, wife, give your at- And all that was my base self, disobedience. tendance.

(Kneels. My wantonness, my stubbornness I have lost too, Enter JUAN.

And now by that pure faith good wives are Juan. Doctors and surgeons

crown'd with, Duke. Do not disquiet me,

By your own noblenessBut let me take my leave in peace. (Ercunt Duke, SAN. ALON. MARG. Sero.

Enter ALTEA. Leon. Afore me,

Leon. I take ye up, and wear ye next my heart; 'Tis rarely counterfeited.

See you be worth it :-Now what with you? Juan. Irue, it is so, sir,

Ält. I come to tell my lady, And take you heed, this last blow do not spoil ye. There is a fulsome fellow would fain speak with He is not hurt, only we made a scuffle,

her. As though we purpos’d anger; that same scratch Leon. 'Tis Cacafogo, go and entertain him, On's hand he took, to colour all, and draw com- And draw him on with hopes. passion,

Marg. I shall observe ye. That he might get into your house more cunningly. Leon. I have a rare design upon that gentleman, I must not stay; stand now, and ye're a brave And you must work too-fellow.

Alt. I shall, sir, most willingly. Leon. I thank ye, noble colonel, and I honour Leon. Away then both, and keep him close in ye.

(Exit Juax.

some place Never be quiet?

From the duke's sight; and keep the duke in too :

Make 'em believe both, I'll find time to cure 'em. Enter MARGARITA.

[Exeunt, Marg. He's most desperate ill, sir, I do not think these ten months will recover him. Enter PEREZ, and EstIFANIA, with a Pistol Leon. Does he hire my house to play the fool

and a Dagger. in,

Per. Why how dar'st thou meet me again, thou Or does it stand on fairy ground? we are haunted ;

rebel, Are all men and their wives troubled with dreams and know'st how thou hast used me thrice, thou thus ?

rascal ? Marg. What ail you, sir?

Were there not ways enough to fly my vengeance, Leon. Wliat ail you, sweet wife,

No holes nor vaults to hide thee from my fury, To put these daily pastimes on my patience ? But thou must meet me face to face to kill thee? What dost thou see in me, that I should suffer I would not seek thee to destroy thee willingly, thus ?

But now thou com'st to invite me, Have I not done my part like a true husband, And com’st upon me.

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fully;

How like a sheep biting rogue taken itly manner, I'll put you to your best.
And ready for the halter, dost thou look now? Marg. Secure yourself, sir; give me the candle,
Thou hast a hanging look, thou scurvy thing ; Pass away in silence. (Eseünt Leon and ALTEA.
hast ne'er a knife,

[She knocks.
Nor ever a string to lead thee to Elysium? Duke. Who's there? Oh, oh.
Be there nó pitiful 'pothecaries in this town, Marg. My lord.
That have compassion upon wretched women, Duke. [Within.) Have yé brought me comfort
And dare administer a dram of rats-bane,

Marg. I have, my lord. But thou must fall to me?

Come forth, 'tis 1; come gently out, I'll help yė. Estif. I know you have mercy, Per. If I had tons of mercy thou deserv'st none.

Énter Duke, in a Gown. What new trick is now a-foot, and what new Come softly too ; how do you? houses

Duke. Are there none here? Have you i'th' air, what orchards in apparition? Let me look round; we cannot be too wary. What canst thou say for thy life?

[Noise below. Estif. Little or nothing.

Oh, let me bless this hour! are you alone, sweet I know you'll kill me, and I know 'tis useless

friend? To beg for mercy; prày let me draw my book out, Marg. Alone to comfort you. And pray a little.

[CAGA. makes & noise below. Per. Do, a very little,

Duke. What's that you tumble? For I have farther business than thy killing. I have heard a noisë this half hour under me, I have money yet to borrow; speak when you A fearful noise. are ready.

Marg. The fat thing's mad i th cellar, Estif. Now, now sir, now (Shews a pistol. And stumbles from one hogshead to another ; . Come on! do you start off from me?

Two cups more, and he ne'er shall find the way Do you swear, great captain, have you seen a

out. spirit?

What do you fear? come, sit down by me cheårPer. Do you wear guns! Estif. I am a soldier's wife, sir,

My husband's safe ; how do your wounds ? And by that privilege I may be arm’d.

Duke. I have none, lady ; Now what's the news, and let's discourse more My wounds I counterfeited cunningly, friendly,

(Noise below. And talk of our affairs in peace.

And feigned the quarrel too, to enjoy you, sweet; Per. Let me see,

Let's lose no time. Hark, the same noise again. Prithee let me see thy gun,'tis a very pretty one. Marg. What noise ? why look ye pale ? I hear Estif. No, no, sir, you shall feel.

no stirring. Per. Hold ye, villain! what, thine own husband? This goblin in the vault will be so tippled! Estif. Let mine own husband then

You are not well, I know by your flying fancy; Be in's own wits: there, there'sa thousand ducats. Your body's ill at ease; your woundsWho must provide for you and yet you'll kill me! Duke. I have none; I am as lusty and as full Per. I will not hurt thee for ten thousand mil

of health, lions.

High in my blood ! Estif. When will you redeem your jewels ? I Marg: Weak in your blood, you would say; have pawn' 'em

How wretched is my case, willing to please ye, You see for what; we must keep touch. And find you so disabled ! Per. I'll kiss thee,

Duke. Believe me, lady. And get as many more ; I'll make thee famous. Marg. I know you will venture all you have Had we the house now!

to satisfy me; Estif. Come along with me;

Your life, I know; but'is it fit ' I spoil ye?
If that be vanished, there be more to hire, sit. Is it my love, do you think?
Per. I see I am an ass when thou art near me. Cae. (Below.) Here's to the duke.

(Exeunt. Duke. It named me, certainly;

I heard it plainly sound,
Enter LEON, MARGARITA, and ALTEA, with a

Marg. You are hurt mortally,
Taper.

And fitter for your prayers, sir, than pleasure. Loon. Is the fool come!

What starts you make ! I would not kiss you Alt. Yes, and i' th ceHar fast,

wantonly And there he stays his good hour till I call him; Forthe world's wealth: have I secured my husband, He will make dainty'music among the sack-butts.' And put all doubts aside, to be deluded ? I have put him just, sir, under the duke's chamber. Cač. (Belou.] I come, I come. Leon. It is the better.

Duke. Heaven bless me! Alc. Has given me royally,

Märg. And bless us both, for sure this is the And to my lady a whole load of portigues.

devil; Leon. Better and better stili. Go, Margarita, I plainly heard it now; he will come to fetch ye; Now play your prize; you say you dare be honest, A very spirit, for he spoke under ground, VOL. III.

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me.

And spoke to you just as you would have snatcht | And leave your youth, your honour, and your me:

state, You are a wicked man, and sure this haunts ye; And all those dear delights you worshipped here. Would you were out oʻth' house!

(Noise below. Duki. I would I were,

Duke. The noise again! O'that condition I had leapt a window.

Cac. (Below.) Some small beer, if you love Marg. And that's the least leap, if you mean to 'scape, sir.

Marg. The devil haunts you sure, your sins Why what a frantic man were you to come here,

are mighty; What a weak man to counterfeit deep wounds, A drunken devil too, to plague your villany. To wound another deeper ?

Duke. Preserve me but this once. Duke. Are you honest then?

Marg. There's a deep well Marg. Yes, then, and now, and ever, and ex- In the next yard, if you dare venture drowning i cellent honest,

It is but death. And exercise this pastime but to shew ye, Duke. I would not die so wretchedly. Great men are fools sometimes as well as Marg. Out of a garret window I'll let you wretches.

down then. Would you were well hurt, with any hope of life, But say the rope be rotten? 'tis huge high too. Cut to the brains, or run clean through the body, Duke. Have you no mercy? To get out quietly as you got in, sir.

Marg. Now you are frighted thoroughly,
I wish it like a friend that loves you dearly ; And find what 'tis to play the fool in folly,
For if my husband take ye, and take ye thus a And see with clear eyes your detested folly,
counterfeit,

I'll be your guard.
One that would clip his credit out of his honour, Duke. And I'll be your true servant,
He must kill ye presently;

Ever from this hour virtuously to love ye,
There is no mercy, nor an hour of pity; Chastely and modestly to look upon ye,
And for me to entreat in such an agony, And here I seal it.
Would shew me little better than one guilty : Marg. I may kiss a stranger, for you must now
Have you any mind to a lady now?

be so. Duke. Would I were off fair ! If ever lady caught me in a trap more

Enter LEON, JUAN, ALONZO, SANCHIO. Murg. If you be well and lusty; fie, fie, shake Leon. How do you, my lord ? not !

Methinks you look but poorly on this matter. You say you love me; come, come, bravely now, Has my wife wounded ye ye were well before. Despise all danger, I am ready for ye.

Pray, sir, be comforted, I have forgot all, Duke. She mocks my misery; thou cruel lady! | Truly forgiven too. Wife, you are a right one, Marg. Thou cruel lord! wouldst thou betray And now with unknown nations I dare trust ye. my honesty ?

Juan. No more feigned fights, my lord; they Betray it in mine own house, wrong my husband,

never prosper. Like a night-thief, thou dar’st not name by day- Leon. Who's this? the devil in the vault? light?

Alt. 'Tis he, sir, and as lovingly drunk as Duke. I am most miserable.

though he had studied it. Marg. You are indeed,

Cac. Give me a cup of sack, and kiss me, lady; And, like a foolish thing, you have made your Kiss my sweet face, and make thy husband cuckself so;

old; Could not your own discretion tell ye, sir, An ocean of sweet sack; shall we speak treason? When I was married I was none of yours? Leon. He is devilish drunk. Your eyes were then commanded to look off me, Duke. I had thought he had been a devil, And I now stand in a circle, and secure, He made as many noises, and as horrible. Your spells nor power can never reach my body; Leon. Oh, a true lover, sir, will lament loudly. Mark me but this, and then, sir, be most miser- Which of the butts is your mistress? able ;

Cac. Butt in thy belly. 'Tis sacrilege to violate a wedlock;

Leon. There's two in thine, I'm sure, 'tis grown You rob two temples, make yourself twice guilty,

so monstrous. You ruin hers, and spot her noble husband's. Caca. Butt in thy face. Duke. Let me begone; I'll never more at- Leon. Go carry him to sleep; tempt ye.

A fool's love should be drunk; he has paid well Marg. You cannot go, 'tis not in me to save ye;

for't too. Dare ye do ill, and poorly then shrink under it? When he is sober, let him out to rail, Were I the duke Medina, I would fight now, Or hang himself; there will be no loss of him. For you must fight, and bravely, it concerns you.

(Ereunt Cac. and Servant. You do me double wrong if you sneak off, sir, And all the world would say I loved a coward;

Enter Perez and ESTIFANIA. And you must die too, for you will be killed, Leon. Who's this? my mahound cousin ?

Per. Good sir, 'tis very good; would I had a Now you are a captain. house too,

Leon. You are a noble prince, sir, For there is no talking in the open air ;

And now a soldier ; gentlemen, we all rejoice in't. My termagant coz, I would be bold to tell ye, Juan. Sir, I shall wait upon you through all I durst be merry too : i tell you plainly,

fortunes. You have a pretty seat, you have the luck on't, Alon. And I. A pretty lady too; I have missed both,

Alt. And I must needs attend my mistress, My carpenter built in a mist, I thank him;

Leon. Will you go, sister ?
Do me the courtesy to let me see it,

Alt. Yes indeed, good brother;
See it but once more. But I shall cry for anger. I have two ties, mine own blood
I'll hire a chandler's shop close under ye, And my mistress.
And for my foolery, sell soap and whip-cord; Marg. Is she your sister ?
Nay if you do not laugh now, and laugh heartily, Leon. Yes indeed, good wise,
You are a fool, coz.

And my best sister;
Leor. I must laugh a little;

For she proved so, wench, And now I have done, coz, thou shalt live with When she deceived you with a loving husband, me,

Alt. I would not deal so, truly, for a stranger, My merry coz, the world shall not divorce us; Marg. Well I could chide ye, Thou art a valiant man, and thou shalt never But it must be lovingly, and like a sister ; want;

I'll bring ye on your way, and feast ye nobly, Will this content thee?

For now i have an honest heart to love ye, Per. I'll cry, and then I'll be thankful, And then deliver you to the blue Neptune. Indeed I will, and I'll be honest to ye.

Juan. Your colours you must wear, and wear I would live a swallow here, I must confess.

'em proudly; Wife, I forgive thee all, if thou be honest; Wear 'em before the bullet, and in blood too.; . At thy peril, I believe thee excellent.

And all the world shall know Estif. If í prove otherwise, let me beg first. We are Virtue's servants. Hold, this is yours, some recoinpence for service; Duke. And all the world shall know, a noble Use it to nobler ends than he that gave it.

mind Duke. And this is yours, your true commis- Makes women beautiful, and envy blind. sion, sir ;

(Exeunt,

EPILOGUE

Good night, our worthy friends, and may you

part
Each with as merry and as free a heart
As you came hither : to those noble eyes,
That deign to smile on our poor faculties,

And give a blessing to our labouring ends,
As we hope many, to such fortune sends
Their own desires, wives fair as light, as chaste;
To those that live by spite, wives made in haste.

THE

CHANCES.

ALTERED FROM

FLETCHER, BY THE DUKE OF BUCKINGHAM.

DRAMATIS PERSONÆ.
MEN.

PETER and Two Servants to Don John and
ANTHONY,

rederick. Duke of FERRARA.

Surgeon.
PETRUCHIO, Governor of Bologna.
Don John, two Spanish Gentlemen, and

WOMEN
Don FREDERICK,

Comrades.
ANTONIO, an old stout Gentleman, Kinsman to 1st CONSTANTIA, Sister to Petruchio, and Mis
Petruchio.

tress to the Duke.
Three Gentlemen, Friends to the Duke. Kinswoman.
Three Gentlemen, Friends to Petruchio. Landlady to Don John and Frederick.
FRANCISCO.

2d CONSTANTIA, Whore to Antonio. Musician.

Bawd. Antonio's Boy.

Mother-in-law.

ACT I.

Pet. Shew your uses, Anthony.
SCENE I.

Ant. To be employ'd in any thing;
Enter PETER and ANTHONY, two serving Men.

Pet. No, Anthony,

Not any thing, I take it, nor that thing Pet. Would we were remov'd from this town, We travel to discover, like new islands ; Anthony,

A salt itch serve such uses ! in things of moment, That we might taste some quiet; for mine own Concerning things I grant ye, not things errant, part,

Sweet ladies' things, and things to thank the surI'm almost melted with continual trotting

geon : After enquiries, dreams, and revelations, In no such things, sweet Anthony. Put caseOf who knows whom or where. Serve wenching Ant. Come, come, all will be mended : this insoldiers !

visible woman, I'll serve a priest in Lent first, and eat bell-ropes. Of infinite shape and beauty, Ant. Thou art the forwardest fool

That bred all this trouble to no purpose, Pet. Why, good tame Anthony,

They are determin'd now no more to think on. Tell me but th's; to what end came we hither? Pet. Were there ever Ant. To wait upon our masters.

Men known to run mad with report before ? Pet. But how, Anthony?

Or wander after what they know not where Answer me that; resolve me there, good Anthony. To find; or, if found, how to enjoy ? Are men's Ant. To serve their uses.

brains

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