Act 5, Scene VI

Scene: A Room in the same House.

Enter Factor, ROSALURA, LILLIA, and ORIANA.

Factor.
They are come in. Sit you two off, as strangers.

Enter Boy.

There, lady.—Where's the boy? Be ready, sirrah,
And clear your pipes; the music now; they enter.

[Music.

Enter MIRABEL, PINAC, and BELLEUR.

Pinac.
What a state she keeps! How far off they sit from her!
How rich she is! Ay, marry, this shows bravely!
Belleur.
She is a lusty wench, and may allure a good man;
But if she have a tongue, I'll not give two-pence for her.
There sits my fury; how I shake to, see her!
Factor.
Madam, this is the gentleman.
Mirabel.
How sweet she kisses!
She has a spring dwells on her lips, a Paradise!
This is the legacy.
SONG.
From the honour'd dead I bring
Thus his love and last off'ring.
Take it nobly, 'tis your due,
From a friendship ever true.
From a faith, etc.
Oriana.
Most noble sir,
This from my now-dead brother, as his love,
And grateful memory of your great benefit;
From me my thanks, my wishes, and my service.
Till I am more acquainted, I am silent;
Only I dare say this, you are truly noble.
Mirabel.
What should I think?
Pinac.
Think you've a handsome fortune:
'Would I had such another!
Rosalura.
Ye are well met, gentlemen;
We hear ye are for travel?
Pinac.
You hear true, lady;
And come to take our leaves.
Lillia-Bianca.
We'll along with ye:
We see you're grown so witty by your journey,
We cannot chuse but step out too. This lady
We mean to wait upon as far as Italy.
Belleur.
I'll travel into Wales, amongst the mountains,
In hope they cannot find me.
Rosalura.
If you go further,
So good and free society we hold ye,
We'll jog along too.
Pinac.
Are you so valiant, lady?
Lillia-Bianca.
And we'll be merry, sir, and laugh.
Pinac.
It may be
We'll go by sea.
Lillia-Bianca.
Why, tis the only voyage;
I love a sea-voyage, and a blustering tempest;
And let all split!
Pinac.
This is a dainty damosel!
I think 'twill tame you.—Can you ride post?
Lillia-Bianca.
Oh, excellently! I am never weary that way:
A hundred mile a-day is nothing, with me.
Belleur.
I'll travel under ground. Do you hear, sweet lady?
I find it will be dangerous for a woman.
Rosalura.
No danger, sir; I warrant; I love to be under.
Belleur.
I see she will abuse me all the world over!—
But say we pass through Germany, and drink hard?
Rosalura.
We'll learn to drink and swagger too.
Belleur.
She'll beat me!—
Lady, I'll live at home.
Rosalura.
And I'll live with thee;
And we'll keep house together.
Belleur.
I'll keep hounds first;
And those I hate right heartily.
Pinac.
I go for Turkey!
And so it may be up into Persia.
Lillia-Bianca.
We cannot know too much; I'll travel with you.
Pinac.
And you'll abuse me?
Lillia-Bianca.
Like enough.
Pinac.
'Tis dainty!
Belleur.
I will live in a bawdy-house.
Rosalura.
I dare come to you.
Belleur.
Say I'm disposed to hang myself?
Rosalura.
There I'll leave you.
Belleur.
I am glad I know how to avoid you.—
Mirabel.
May I speak yet?
Factor.
She beckons to you.
Mirabel.
Lady, I could wish I knew to recompense,
Even with the service of my life, those pains,
And those high favours you have thrown upon me:
Till I be more desertful in your eye,
And till my duty shall make known I honour you,
Noblest of women, do me but this favour,
To accept this back again, as a poor testimony.
Oriana.
I must have you too with 'em; else the will,
That says they must rest with you, is infringed, sir;
Which, pardon me, I dare not do.
Mirabel.
Take me then,
And take me with the truest love.
Oriana.
'Tis certain,
My brother loved you dearly, and I ought
As dearly to preserve that love: But, sir,
Though I were willing, these are but your ceremonies.
Mirabel.
As I have life, I speak my soul!
Oriana.
I like you:
But how you can like me, without I have testimony,
A stranger to you ——
Mirabel.
I'll marry you immediately;
A fair state I dare promise you.
Belleur.
Yet she'll cozen thee.
Oriana.
'Would some fair gentleman durst promise for you!
Mirabel.
By all that's good——

Enter LA CASTRE, NANTOLET, LUGIER, and DE GARD.

All.     
And we'll make up the rest, lady.
Oriana.
Then, Oriana takes you. Nay she has caught you!
If you start now, let all the world cry shame on you!
I have out-travell'd you.
Belleur.
Did not I say she would cheat thee?
Mirabel.
I thank you! I am pleased you have deceived me,
And willingly I swallow it, and joy in't:
And yet, perhaps, I knew you. Whose plot was this?
Lugier.
He's not ashamed that cast it: He that executed,
Follow'd your father's will.
Mirabel.
What a world's this!
Nothing but craft and cozenage?
Oriana.
Who begun, sir?
Mirabel.
Well; I do take thee upon mere compassion;
And I do think I shall love thee. As a testimony,
I'll burn my book, and turn a new leaf over.
But these fine clothes you shall wear still.
Oriana.
I obey you, sir, in all.
Nantolet.
And how, how, daughters? What say you to these gentlemen?
What say ye, gentlemen, to the girls?
Pinac.
By my troth—if she can love me—
Lillia-Bianca.
How long?
Pinac.
Nay, if once you love—
Lillia-Bianca.
Then take me,
And take your chance.
Pinac.
Most willingly! You are mine, lady;
And if I use you not, that you may love me—
Lillia-Bianca.
A match, i' faith.
Pinac.
Why, now you travel with me.
Rosalura.
How that thing stands!
Belleur.
It will, if you urge it.
Bless your five wits!
Rosalura.
Nay, pr'ythee, stay; I'll have thee.
Belleur.
You must ask me leave first.
Rosalura.
Wilt thou use me kindly,
And beat me but once a week?
Belleur.
If you deserve no more.
Rosalura.
And wilt thou get me with child?
Belleur.
Dost thou ask me seriously?
Rosalura.
Yes, indeed do I.
Belleur.
Yes, I will get thee with child. Come presently,
An't be but in revenge, I'll do thee that courtesy.
Well, if thou wilt fear God, and me, have at thee!
Rosalura.
I'll love you, and I'll honour you.
Belleur.
I am pleased then.
Mirabel.
This Wild-Goose Chase is done; we have won o' both sides.
Brother, your love, and now to church of all hands;
Let's lose no time.
Pinac.
Our travelling lay by.
Belleur.
No more for Italy; for the Low Countries, I.
[Exeunt.

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