The Roaring Girle/Act 5 Scene 2
Enter Sir Alexander Wengraue, Goshawke and Greenewit, and others.
Alex.My sonne marry a theefe, that impudent girle,
Whom all the world sticke their worst eyes vpon?
Whom all the world sticke their worst eyes vpon?
Greene.How will your care preuent it?
Gosh.'Tis impossible.
They marry close, thei'r gone, but none knowes whether.
They marry close, thei'r gone, but none knowes whether.
Alex.Oh Gentlemen, when ha's a fathers heart-strings
Enter a seruant.
Held out so long from breaking: now what newes sir?
Enter a seruant.
Held out so long from breaking: now what newes sir?
Seruant.They were met vppo'th water an houre since, sir,
Putting in towards the Sluce.
Putting in towards the Sluce.
Alex.The Sluce? come Gentlemen,
'Tis Lambith workes against vs.
'Tis Lambith workes against vs.
Greene.And that Lambith, ioynes more mad matches, then your sixe wet townes, twixt that and Windsor-bridge, where fares lye soaking.
Alex.Delay no time sweete Gentlemen: to Blacke Fryars,
Wee'l take a paire of Oares and make after 'em.
Enter Trapdore.
Trap.Your sonne, and that bold masculine rampe
My mistresse, are landed now at Tower.
Wee'l take a paire of Oares and make after 'em.
Enter Trapdore.
Trap.Your sonne, and that bold masculine rampe
My mistresse, are landed now at Tower.
Alex.Hoyda, at Tower?
Trap.I heard it now reported.
Alex.Which way Gentlemen shall I bestow my care?
I'me drawne in peeces betwixt deceipt and shame.
I'me drawne in peeces betwixt deceipt and shame.
Enter sir Fitz-Allard.
Fitz-Alla.Sir Alexander.
You'r well met, and most rightly serued,
My daughter was a scorne to you.
You'r well met, and most rightly serued,
My daughter was a scorne to you.
Alex.Say not so fir.
Fitz-All.A very abiect, shee poore Gentlewoman,
Your house had bene dishonoured. Giue you ioy sir,
Of your sons Gaskoyne-Bride, you'l be a Grandfather shortly
To a fine crew of roaring sonnes and daughters,
'Twill helpe to stocke the suburbes passing well sir.
Your house had bene dishonoured. Giue you ioy sir,
Of your sons Gaskoyne-Bride, you'l be a Grandfather shortly
To a fine crew of roaring sonnes and daughters,
'Twill helpe to stocke the suburbes passing well sir.
Alex.O play not with the miseries of my heart,
Wounds should be drest and heal'd, not vext, or left
Wide open, to the anguish of the patient,
And scornefull aire let in: rather let pitty
And aduise charitably helpe to refresh 'em.
Wounds should be drest and heal'd, not vext, or left
Wide open, to the anguish of the patient,
And scornefull aire let in: rather let pitty
And aduise charitably helpe to refresh 'em.
Fitz-All.Who'd place his charity so vnworthily.
Like one that giues almes to a cursing beggar,
Had I but found one sparke of goodnesse in you
Toward my deseruing child, which then grew fond
Of your sonnes vertues, I had cased you now.
But I perceiue both fire of youth and goodnesse,
Are rak'd vp in the ashes of your age,
Else no such shame should haue come neere your house,
Nor such ignoble sorrowe touch your heart,
Like one that giues almes to a cursing beggar,
Had I but found one sparke of goodnesse in you
Toward my deseruing child, which then grew fond
Of your sonnes vertues, I had cased you now.
But I perceiue both fire of youth and goodnesse,
Are rak'd vp in the ashes of your age,
Else no such shame should haue come neere your house,
Nor such ignoble sorrowe touch your heart,
Alex.If not for worth, for pitties sake assist mee.
Greene.You vrge a thing past sense, how can he helpe you?
All his assistance is as fraile as ours,
Full as vncertaine, where's the place that holds 'em?
One brings vs water-newes; then comes an other
With a full charg'd mouth, like a culuerins voyce,
And he reports the Tower; whose sounds are truest?
All his assistance is as fraile as ours,
Full as vncertaine, where's the place that holds 'em?
One brings vs water-newes; then comes an other
With a full charg'd mouth, like a culuerins voyce,
And he reports the Tower; whose sounds are truest?
Gosh.In vaine you flatter him sir Alexander.
Fitz-All.I flatter him, Gentlemen you wrong mee grosly.
Greene,Hee doe's it well i'faith.
Fitz-All.Both newes are false,
Of Tower or water: they tooke no such way yet.
Of Tower or water: they tooke no such way yet.
Alex.Oh strange: heare you this Gentlemen, yet more plundges?
Fiz-All.Th'are neerer then you thinke for yet more close, then if they were further off.
Alex.How am I lost in these distractions?
Fitz-Alla.For your speeches Gentlemen,
In taxing me for rashnesse; fore you all,
I will engage my state to halfe his wealth,
Nay to his sonnes reuenewes, which are lesse,
And yet nothing at all, till they come from him;
That I could (if my will stucke to my power),
Preuent this mariage yet, nay banish her
For euer from his thoughts, much more his armes.
In taxing me for rashnesse; fore you all,
I will engage my state to halfe his wealth,
Nay to his sonnes reuenewes, which are lesse,
And yet nothing at all, till they come from him;
That I could (if my will stucke to my power),
Preuent this mariage yet, nay banish her
For euer from his thoughts, much more his armes.
Alex.Slacke not this goodnesse, though you heap vpon me
Mountaines of malice and reuenge hereafter:
I'de willingly resigne vp halfe my state to him,
So he would marry the meanest drudge I hire.
Mountaines of malice and reuenge hereafter:
I'de willingly resigne vp halfe my state to him,
So he would marry the meanest drudge I hire.
Greene.Hee talkes impossibilites, and you beleeue 'em.
Fitz-Alla.I talke no more, then I know how to finish,
My fortunes else are his that dares stake with me,
The poore young Gentleman I loue and pitty:
And to keepe shame from him, (because the spring
Of his affection was my daughters first,
Till his frowne blasted all,) do but estate him
In those possessions, which your loue and care
Once pointed out for him, that he may haue roome,
To entertaine fortunes of noble birth,
Where now his desperate wants casts him vpon her:
And if I do not for his owne sake chiefly,
Rid him of this disease, that now growes on him,
I'le forfeit my whole state, before these Gentlemen.
My fortunes else are his that dares stake with me,
The poore young Gentleman I loue and pitty:
And to keepe shame from him, (because the spring
Of his affection was my daughters first,
Till his frowne blasted all,) do but estate him
In those possessions, which your loue and care
Once pointed out for him, that he may haue roome,
To entertaine fortunes of noble birth,
Where now his desperate wants casts him vpon her:
And if I do not for his owne sake chiefly,
Rid him of this disease, that now growes on him,
I'le forfeit my whole state, before these Gentlemen.
Greene.Troth but you shall not vndertake such matches,
Wee'l perswade so much with you.
Wee'l perswade so much with you.
Alex.Heere's my ring,
He will beleeue this token: fore these Gentlemen,
I will confirme it fully: all those lands,
My first loue lotted him, he shall straight possesse
In that refusall.
He will beleeue this token: fore these Gentlemen,
I will confirme it fully: all those lands,
My first loue lotted him, he shall straight possesse
In that refusall.
Fitz-All.If I change it not, change mee into a beggar.
Green.Are you mad sir?
Fitz-All.'Tis done.
Gosh.Will you vndoe your selfe by doing,
And shewe a prodigall tricke in your old daies?
And shewe a prodigall tricke in your old daies?
Alex.'Tis a match Gentlemen.
Fitz-All.I, I, sir I.
I akse no fauour; trust to you for none,
Exit Fitz-Allard.My hope rests in the goodnesse of your son.
I akse no fauour; trust to you for none,
Exit Fitz-Allard.My hope rests in the goodnesse of your son.
Greene.Hee holds it vp well yet.
Gosh.Of an old knight i'faith.
Alex.Curst be the time, I laid his first loue barren,
Wilfully barren, that before this houre
Had sprung forth friutes, of comfort and of honour;
Enter Moll.He lou'd a vertuous Gentlewoman.
Wilfully barren, that before this houre
Had sprung forth friutes, of comfort and of honour;
Enter Moll.He lou'd a vertuous Gentlewoman.
Gosh.Life, heere's Mol.
Green.Iack.
Gosh.How dost thou Iacke?
Mol.How dost thou Gallant?
Alex.Impudence, where's my sonne?
Moll.Weakensse, go looke him.
Alex.Is this your wedding gowne?
Mol.The man talkes monthly:
Hot broth and a darke chamber for the knight,
Exit MollI see hee'l be starke mad at our next meeting.
Hot broth and a darke chamber for the knight,
Exit MollI see hee'l be starke mad at our next meeting.
Gosh.Why sir, take comfort now, there's no such matter,
No Priest will marry her, sir, for a woman,
Whiles that shape's on, and it was neuer knowne,
Two men were married and conioyn'd in one:
Your sonne hath made some shift to loue another.
No Priest will marry her, sir, for a woman,
Whiles that shape's on, and it was neuer knowne,
Two men were married and conioyn'd in one:
Your sonne hath made some shift to loue another.
Alex.What ere' she be, she has my blessing with her,
May they be rich, and fruitfull, and receiue
Like comfort to their issue, as I take in them,
Ha's pleas'd me now, marrying not this,
Through a whole world he could not chuse amisse.
May they be rich, and fruitfull, and receiue
Like comfort to their issue, as I take in them,
Ha's pleas'd me now, marrying not this,
Through a whole world he could not chuse amisse.
Green.Glad y'are so penitent, for your former sinne sir.
Gosh.Say he should take a wench with her smocke-dowry,
No portion with her, but her lips and armes?
No portion with her, but her lips and armes?
Alex.Why? who thriue better sir? they haue most blessing,
Though other haue more wealth, and least repent,
Many that want most, know the most content.
Though other haue more wealth, and least repent,
Many that want most, know the most content.
Greene.Say he should marry a kind youthfull sinner.
Alex.Age will quench that, any offence but theft and drunkennesse,
Nothing but death can wipe away.
There sinnes are greene, euen when there heads are gray,
Nay I dispaire not now, my heart's cheer'd Gentlemen,
No face can come vnfortunately to me,
Enter a seruant.Now sir, your newes?
Nothing but death can wipe away.
There sinnes are greene, euen when there heads are gray,
Nay I dispaire not now, my heart's cheer'd Gentlemen,
No face can come vnfortunately to me,
Enter a seruant.Now sir, your newes?
Seruant.Your sonne with his faire Bride is neere at hand,
Alex.Faire may their fortunes be.
Green.Now you'r resolu'd sir, it was neuer she,
Alex.I finde it in the musicke of my heart,
Enter Mol maskt, in Sebastians hand, and Fitz-Allard.
See where they come.
Enter Mol maskt, in Sebastians hand, and Fitz-Allard.
See where they come.
Gosh.A proper lusty presence sir.
Alex.Now has he pleas'd me right, I alwaies counseld him
To choose a goodly personable creature,
Iust of her pitch was my first wife his mother.
To choose a goodly personable creature,
Iust of her pitch was my first wife his mother.
Seb.Before I dare discouer my offence, I kneele for pardon.
Alex;My heart gaue it thee, before thy tongue could aske it,
Rise, thou hast rais'd my ioy to greater height.
Then to that seat where griefe deiected it,
Both welcome to my loue, and care for euer,
Hide not my happinesse too long, al's pardoned,
They vnmaske her.Here are our friends, salute her, Gentlemen.
Rise, thou hast rais'd my ioy to greater height.
Then to that seat where griefe deiected it,
Both welcome to my loue, and care for euer,
Hide not my happinesse too long, al's pardoned,
They vnmaske her.Here are our friends, salute her, Gentlemen.
Omnes.Heart, who this Mol?
Alex.O my reuiuing shame, is't I must liue,
To be strucke blind, be it the worke of sorrow,
Before age take't in hand.
To be strucke blind, be it the worke of sorrow,
Before age take't in hand.
Fitz-All.Darkenesse and death.
Haue you deceau'd mee thus? did I engage
My whole estate for this.
Haue you deceau'd mee thus? did I engage
My whole estate for this.
Alex.You askt no fauour,
And you shall finde as little, since my comforts,
Play false with me, I'le be as cruell to thee
As griefe to fathers hearts.
And you shall finde as little, since my comforts,
Play false with me, I'le be as cruell to thee
As griefe to fathers hearts.
Mol.Why what's the matter with you?
Lesse too much ioy, should make your age forgetfull,
Are you too well, too happy?
Lesse too much ioy, should make your age forgetfull,
Are you too well, too happy?
Alex.With a vengeance.
Mol.Me thinkes you should be proud of such a daughter,
As good a man, as your sonne.
As good a man, as your sonne.
Alex.O monstrous impudence.
Mol.You had no note before, an vnmarkt Kinght,
Now all the towne will take regard on you,
And all your enemies feare you for my sake,
You may passe where you list, through crowdes most thicke,
And come of brauely with your pursse vnpickt,
You do not know the benefits I bring with mee,
No cheate dares worke vpon you, with thumbe or knife,
While y'aue a roaring girle to your sonnes wife.
Now all the towne will take regard on you,
And all your enemies feare you for my sake,
You may passe where you list, through crowdes most thicke,
And come of brauely with your pursse vnpickt,
You do not know the benefits I bring with mee,
No cheate dares worke vpon you, with thumbe or knife,
While y'aue a roaring girle to your sonnes wife.
Alex.A diuell rampant.
Fitz-Alla.Haue you so much charity?
Yet to release mee of my last rash bargaine,
And I'le giue in your pledge.
Yet to release mee of my last rash bargaine,
And I'le giue in your pledge.
Alex.No sir, I stand to't, I'le worke vpon aduantage,
As all mischiefes do vpon mee.
As all mischiefes do vpon mee.
Aitz-Alla.Content, beare witnesse all then
His are the lands, and so contention ends.
Here comes your sonnes Bride, twixt two noble friends.
His are the lands, and so contention ends.
Here comes your sonnes Bride, twixt two noble friends.
Enter the Lord Noland, and Sir Bewtious Ganymed, with Mary Fitz-Allard betweene them, the Cittizens and their wiues with them.
Mol.Now are you gull'd as you would be, thanke me for't,
I'de a fore-singer in't.
I'de a fore-singer in't.
Seb.Forgiue mee father,
Though there before your eyes my sorrow fain'd,
This still was shee, for whom true loue complain'd.
Though there before your eyes my sorrow fain'd,
This still was shee, for whom true loue complain'd.
Alex.Blessings eternall, and the ioyes of Angels,
Beginne your peace heere, to be sign'd in heauen,
How short my sleepe of sorrow seemes now to me,
To this eternity of boundlesse comforts,
That finds no want but vtterance, and expression.
My Lord your office heere appeares so honourably:
So full of ancient goodnesse, grace, and worthinesse,
I neuer tooke more ioy in sight of man,
Then in your comfortable presence now.
Beginne your peace heere, to be sign'd in heauen,
How short my sleepe of sorrow seemes now to me,
To this eternity of boundlesse comforts,
That finds no want but vtterance, and expression.
My Lord your office heere appeares so honourably:
So full of ancient goodnesse, grace, and worthinesse,
I neuer tooke more ioy in sight of man,
Then in your comfortable presence now.
L. Nol.Nor I more delight in doing grace to vertue,
Then in this worthy Gentlewoman, your sonnes Bride,
Noble Fitz-Alards daughter, to whose honour
And modest fame, I am a seruant vow'd,
So is this Knight.
Then in this worthy Gentlewoman, your sonnes Bride,
Noble Fitz-Alards daughter, to whose honour
And modest fame, I am a seruant vow'd,
So is this Knight.
Alex.Your loues make my ioyes proud,
Bring foorth those deeds of land, my care layd ready,
And which, old knight, thy noblenesse may challenge,
Ioyn'd with thy daughters vertues, whom I prise now,
As deerely as that flesh, I call myne owne.
Forgiue me worthy Gentlewoman, 'twas my blindnesse
When I reiected thee, I saw thee not,
Sorrow and wilfull rashnesse grew like filmes
Ouer the eyes of iudgement, now so cleere
I see the brightnesse of thy worth appeare.
Bring foorth those deeds of land, my care layd ready,
And which, old knight, thy noblenesse may challenge,
Ioyn'd with thy daughters vertues, whom I prise now,
As deerely as that flesh, I call myne owne.
Forgiue me worthy Gentlewoman, 'twas my blindnesse
When I reiected thee, I saw thee not,
Sorrow and wilfull rashnesse grew like filmes
Ouer the eyes of iudgement, now so cleere
I see the brightnesse of thy worth appeare.
Mary.Duty and loue may I deserue in those,
And all my wishes haue a perfect close,
And all my wishes haue a perfect close,
Alex.That tongue can neuer erre, the sound's so sweete,
Here honest sonne, receiue into thy hands,
The keyes of wealth, possession of those lands,
Which my first care prouided, thei'r thine owne,
Heauen giue thee a blessing with 'em, the best ioyes,
That can in worldly shapes to man betide,
Are fertill lands, and a faire fruitfull Bride,
Of which I hope thou'rt sped.
Here honest sonne, receiue into thy hands,
The keyes of wealth, possession of those lands,
Which my first care prouided, thei'r thine owne,
Heauen giue thee a blessing with 'em, the best ioyes,
That can in worldly shapes to man betide,
Are fertill lands, and a faire fruitfull Bride,
Of which I hope thou'rt sped.
Seb.I hope so too sir.
Mol.Father and sonne, I ha'done you simple seruice here,
Seb.For which thou shalt not part Moll vnrequited.
Alex.Thou art a madd girle, and yet I cannot now condemne thee.
Mol.Condemne mee? troth and you should sir,
I'de make you seeke out one to hang in my roome,
I'de giue you the slip at Gallowes, and cozen the people.
Heard you this iest my Lord?
I'de make you seeke out one to hang in my roome,
I'de giue you the slip at Gallowes, and cozen the people.
Heard you this iest my Lord?
L. Nol.What is it Iacke?
Mol.He was in feare his sonne would marry mee,
But neuer dreamt that I would nere agree.
But neuer dreamt that I would nere agree.
L. Nol.Why? thou had'st a suiter once Iacke, when wilt marry?
Mol.Who I my Lord, I'le tell you when ifaith,
When you shall heare,
Gallants voyd from Serieants feare,
Honesty and truth vnslandred,
Woman man'd, but neuer pandred,
Cheates booted, but not coacht,
Vessels older e're they'r broacht.
If my minde be then not varied,
Next day following, I'le be married.
When you shall heare,
Gallants voyd from Serieants feare,
Honesty and truth vnslandred,
Woman man'd, but neuer pandred,
Cheates booted, but not coacht,
Vessels older e're they'r broacht.
If my minde be then not varied,
Next day following, I'le be married.
L. Nol.This sounds like domes-day,
Moll.Then were marriage best,
For if I should repent, I were soone at rest.
For if I should repent, I were soone at rest.
Alex.Introth tho'art a good wench, I'me sorry now,
The opinion was so hard, I conceiu'd of thee.
Enter Trapdore.Some wrongs I'ue done thee.
The opinion was so hard, I conceiu'd of thee.
Enter Trapdore.Some wrongs I'ue done thee.
Trap.Is the winde there now?
'Tis time for mee to kneele and confesse first,
For feare it come too late, and my braines feele it,
Vpon my pawes, I aske you pardon mistresse.
'Tis time for mee to kneele and confesse first,
For feare it come too late, and my braines feele it,
Vpon my pawes, I aske you pardon mistresse.
Mol.Pardon? for what sir? what ha's your rogueship done now?
Trap.I haue bene from time to time hir'd to confound you, by this old Gentleman.
Mol.How?
Trap.Pray forgiue him,
But may I connsell you, you should neuer doo't.
Many a snare to entrapp your Worships life,
Haue I laid priuily, chaines, watches, Iewels,
And when hee saw nothing could mount you vp,
Foure hollow-hearted Angels he then gaue you,
By which he meant to trap you, I to saue you.
But may I connsell you, you should neuer doo't.
Many a snare to entrapp your Worships life,
Haue I laid priuily, chaines, watches, Iewels,
And when hee saw nothing could mount you vp,
Foure hollow-hearted Angels he then gaue you,
By which he meant to trap you, I to saue you.
Alex.To all which, shame and griefe in me cry guilty,
Forgiue mee now, I cast the worlds eyes from mee,
And looke vpon thee freely with mine owne:
I see the most of many wrongs before hee,
Cast from the iawes of enuy and her people,
And nothing foule but that, Il'e neuer more
Condemne by common voyce, for that' sthe whore,
That deceiues mans opinion; mockes his trust,
Cozens his loue, and makes his heart vniust.
Forgiue mee now, I cast the worlds eyes from mee,
And looke vpon thee freely with mine owne:
I see the most of many wrongs before hee,
Cast from the iawes of enuy and her people,
And nothing foule but that, Il'e neuer more
Condemne by common voyce, for that' sthe whore,
That deceiues mans opinion; mockes his trust,
Cozens his loue, and makes his heart vniust.
Mol.Here be the Angels Gentlemen, they were giuen me
As a Musitian, I pursue no pitty,
Follow the law, and you can cucke mee, spare not
Hang vp my vyall by me, and I care not.
As a Musitian, I pursue no pitty,
Follow the law, and you can cucke mee, spare not
Hang vp my vyall by me, and I care not.
Alex.So farre I'me sorry, I'le thrice double 'em
To make thy wrongs amends,
Come worthy friends my honourable Lord,
Sir Bewteons Ganymed, and Noble Fitz-Allard,
And you kind Gentlewoman, whose sparkling presence,
Are glories set in mariage, beames of society,
For all your loues giue luster to my ioyes,
The happinesse of this day shall be remembred,
At the returne of euery smiling spring:
In my time now 'tis borne, and may no sadnesse
Sit on the browes of men vpon that day,
But as I am, so all goe pleas'd away.
To make thy wrongs amends,
Come worthy friends my honourable Lord,
Sir Bewteons Ganymed, and Noble Fitz-Allard,
And you kind Gentlewoman, whose sparkling presence,
Are glories set in mariage, beames of society,
For all your loues giue luster to my ioyes,
The happinesse of this day shall be remembred,
At the returne of euery smiling spring:
In my time now 'tis borne, and may no sadnesse
Sit on the browes of men vpon that day,
But as I am, so all goe pleas'd away.