The Antipodes.
Act 4. Scene I.
Enter Doctor, and Peregrine.
Doct.NOw ſir be pleas’d to cloud your Princely raiment
With this diſguiſe. Great Kings have done the like,
To make diſcovery of paſſages
Puts on a Cloake
Among the people: thus you ſhall perceive
and Hat.
What to approve, and what correct among ’hem.
Per.And ſo ile cheriſh, or ſeverely puniſh.
Enter an old woman reading: to her, a young Maid.
Doct.Stand cloſe ſir, and obſerve.
Old.Royall paſtime, in a great match betweene the Tanners
and the Butchers, ſixe dogges of a ſide, to play ſingle at the game
Bear, for fifty pound, and a tenne pound ſupper, for their dogs
and themſelves. Alſo you ſhall ſee two ten dogge-courſes at the
Maid.Fie Granny fie, can no perſwaſions,
Threatnings, nor blowes prevaile, but you’ll perſiſt
In theſe prophane and Diabolicall courſes,
To follow Bear baitings, when you can ſcarce
Spell out their Bills with ſpectacles?
My ſight be gone beyond the reach of Spectacles,
In any print but this, and though I cannot,
(No, no, I cannot read your meditations)
ſtrikes downe
Yet
J can ſee the Royall game plaid over and over,
her book.
And tell which dogge does beſt, without my Spectacles.
And though
J could not, yet
I love the noyſe;
The noyſe revives me, and the Bear-garden ſcent
Refreſheth much my ſmelling.
Forbeare ſuch beaſtly paſtimes, th’are Sathanicall.
Old.Take heed Child what you ſay, tis the Kings game.
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Doct.Bear-baiting ſir ſhe meanes.
Old.A Beare’s a Princely beaſt, and one ſide Veniſon
(Writ a good Author once) you yet want yeares,
And are with Bawbles pleas’d, ile ſee the Beares.
Exit.
Maid.And
I muſt beare with it, ſhe’s full of wine,
And for the preſent wilfull; but in due
Seaſon ile humble her: but we are all
Too ſubject to infirmity.
Act 4. Scene 2.
Enter a yong Gentleman, and an old Serving-man.
Gent.Here take my Cloake.
Doct.Yes ſir, old ſervants are
But Boyes to Maſters, be they nere ſo young.
Gent.Tis heavy, and
I ſweat,
Ser.Take mine, and keepe you warme then,
Doſt thou obſcure it, as thou meantſt to pawne it?
Is this a Cloake unworthy of the light?
Publiſh it ſirrah:―oh preſumptuous ſlave,
Diſplay it on one arme——oh ignorance!
Ser.Pray load your Aſſe your ſelfe, as you would have it.
Gent.Nay prethee be not angry: Thus, and now
Be ſure you bear’t at no ſuch diſtance; but
As’t may be knowne
appendix to this booke.
Per.This cuſtome
I have ſeene with us.
It was deriv’d from the
Antipodes.
Maid.It is a dainty creature, and my blood
Rebells againſt the ſpirit: I muſt ſpeake to him.
Ser.Sir here’s a Gentlewoman makes towards you.
Gent.Me? ſhe’s deceiv’d, I am not for her mowing.
Maid.Faire ſir, may you vouchſafe my company?
Gent.No truly, I am none of thoſe you look for.
The way is broad enough, unhand me pray you.
Maid.Pray ſir be kinder to a laſſe that loves you.
Gent.Some ſuch there are, but I am none of thoſe.
H 2Maid.
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Maid.Come, this is but a Coppy of your Countenance.
I ha knowne you better than you thinke I doe.
Gent.What ha you knowne me for?
For halfe a peece I take it.
The whole breadth of your noſe. I ſcorne it.
Maid.Come be not coy, but ſend away your ſervant,
And let me gi’ you a pint of wine.
Your courteſie, I can beſtow the wine
Upon my ſelfe, if I were ſo diſpos’d,
To drinke in Tavernes; fah.
Upon you at your lodging then; and there
My wife ſhall thanke you for it; but your better
Courſe is to ſeeke one fitter for your turne,
You’ll loſe your aime in me; and I befriend you
Maid.Gip gaffer Shotten, fagh,
Take that for your coy Counſell.
Kicks.
Ser.What meane you gentlewoman?
Maid.That to you ſir.
Kicks.
And come away. Some Cowardly
Jade I warrant,
That durſt not ſtrike a woman.
Act 4. Scene 3.
Enter Conſtable, and Watch.
Ser.But and we were your match.――
Watch.What would you doe?
Come, come afore the Conſtable: now if
You were her match, what would you doe ſir?
They have done too much already ſir: a Virgin
weeps.
Shall not paſſe ſhortly for theſe ſtreet-walkers,
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If ſome judicious order be not taken.
Con.Sir, ſpeake to your companions.
I have a wife and daughters, and am bound,
By hourely precepts, to heare women firſt,
Be’t truth, or no truth, therefore virgin ſpeake,
And feare no bug beares, I will doe thee juſtice.
Mayd.Sir, they aſſayld me, and with violent hands,
When words could not prevaile, they would have drawne mee
Aſide unto their luſt till I cryed murder.
Gent.Proteſt Sir, as I am a gentleman,
And as my man’s a man ſhe beat us both,
Ser.That’s the woefull truth on’t.
Con.You are a party, and no witneſſe ſir,
Beſides y’are two, and one is eaſier
To be beleev’d: moreover as you have the oddes
In number, what were juſtice, if it ſhould not ſupport
The weaker ſide? Away with them to the Counter.
Per.Call you this juſtice?
Per.Here’s much to be reform’d, young man thy vertue
Hath wonne my favour, goe, thou art at large.
Gent.He puts me out, my part is now
Doct.No mat er goe―――
Exit. Gent. and Servant.
Per.And you ſir, take that ſober ſeeming wanton,
And clap her up, till I heare better of her,
Ile ſtrip you of your office and your eares elſe.
Doct.At firſt ſhew mercy.
Per.They are an ignorant nation,
And have my pitty mingled with correction:
And therefore, damfell (for you are the firſt
Offender I have noted here, and this
Your firſt offence (for ought I know)
Per.Goe and tranſgreſſe no more
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And as you finde my mercy ſweet, ſee that
You be not cruell to your grandmother
When ſhe returnes from beare-baiting.
Enter Buffe woman, her head and face bleeding, and many
women, as from a Prize.
Doct.A woman Fencer, that has plaid a Prize,
It ſeemes, with Loſſe of blood.
Per.It doth amaze me.
They paſſe over.
What can her huſband be, when ſhee’s a Fencer?
Doct.He keepes a Schoole, and teacheth needle-worke,
Or ſome ſuch Arts which we call womaniſh.
Per.Tis moſt miraculous and wonderfull.
Man ſcould within.Rogues, Varlets, Harlots, ha you done
Your worſt, or would you drowne me? would you take my life?
Women within.Ducke him againe, ducke him againe.
Doct.Some man it ſeemes, that’s duckt for ſcolding.
Act. 4. Scene 4.
Enter women and man-ſcold.
Enough, enough, he will be quiet now.
Manſc.How know you that, you divell ridden witch you?
How, quiet: why quiet? has not the law paſt on me,
Over, and over me, and muſt I be quiet?
1 Wom.Will you incurre the law the ſecond time?
Manſc.The lawes the river, iſt? yes tis a river,
Through which great men, and cunning, wade, or ſwimme;
But meane and ignorant muſt drowne in’t; no
You hagges and hel-hounds, witches, bitches, all,
That were the law, the Judge, and Executioners,
To my vexation, I hope to ſee
More flames about your eares, then all the water
You caſt me in can quench.
3 Wom.In with him againe, he calls us names.
2 Wom.No, no: I charge yee no.
Manſc.Was ever harmeleſſe creature ſo abus’d?
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To be drench’d under water, to learne dumbneſſe
Amongſt the fiſhes, as I were forbidden
To uſe the naturall members I was borne with,
And of them all, the chiefe that man takes pleaſure in;
The tongue; Oh me accurſed wretch.
weepes.
I aſke not by his bearde, but by his teares.
1 Wom.This ſhowre will ſpend the fury of his tongue,
And ſo the tempeſt’s over.
I would have had him duck’d once more;
But ſome body will ſhortly raiſe the ſtorme
In him againe
I hope for us, to make
More holiday-ſport of him.
Exit.
Per.Sure theſe are dreames
Doct.No, doubtleſſe we are awake ſir.
Per.Can men and women be ſo contrary
In all that we hold proper to each ſex?
Doct.I me glad he takes a taſte of ſence in that yet.
Per.’Twill aſke long time and ſtudy to reduce
Their manners to our government.
Low things and eaſie to be qualified―――
But ſee ſir, here come Courtiers, note their manners.
Act. 4. Scene 5.
Enter a Courtier.
1 Cour.This was three ſhillings yeſterday, how now
!
All gone but this? ſix pence, for leather ſoles
To my new greene ſilke ſtockings, and a groate
My ordinary in Pompions bak’d with Onions.
Per.Doe ſuch eate Pompions?
Doct.Yes: and Clownes Muſk-Mellons.
1 Cour.Three pence
I loſt at Nyne-pines; but I got
Six tokens towards that at Pigeon holes―――
’S nayles wheres the reſt; is my poake bottome broake?
2 Cour.What
Iacke! A pox oretake thee not; how doſt?
kicke.
1 Cour.What with a vengeance aylſt? doſt thinke my breech
Is made of Bell mettall? take that.
Box o’th eare.
1 Cour.Yes till more comes.
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2 Cour.Pox rot your hold, let goe my locke, dee thinke
Y’are currying of your Fathers horſe againe?
1 Cour.Ile teach you to abuſe a man behind,
They buffet.
Was troubled too much afore.
Act 4. Sc. 6.
Ent. 3. Court.
3 Cour.Hay, there boyes, there.
Good boyes are good boyes ſtill. There
Will there
Iack.
Not a blow, now he’s downe.
2 Cour.’Twere baſe, I ſcorn’t.
1 Cour.There’s as proud fall, as ſtand in Court or City.
3 Cour.That’s well ſaid
Will, troth I commend you both.
How fell you out? I hope in no great anger.
2 Cour.For mine owne part I vow I was in jeſt.
1 Cour.But I have told you twice and once,
Will, jeſt not
With me behind I never could endure
(Not of a Boy) to put up things behinde:
And that my Tutor knew; I had bin a Schollar elſe.
Beſides you know my ſword was nock’d i’th’ faſhion,
Iuſt here behinde, for my backe-guard and all;
I had as liefe you would take a knife——
Y’are friends. Shake hands ile give you halfe a dozen
At the next Ale-houſe, to ſet all right and ſtreight.
And a new ſong; a dainty one; here tis.
a Ballad.
1 Cour.O thou art happy that canſt reade――
I would buy Ballads too, had I thy learning.
3 Cour.Come, we burn day-light, and the Ale may ſowre.
Ex.
Per.Call you theſe Courtiers? They are rude ſilken Clowns;
As courſe within, as water-men or Car-men.
Act 4. Scen 7.
Doct.Then look on theſe: Here are of thoſe conditions
En. car-
Wat.Sir, I am your ſervant.
man, & waterman.
Sir, by the plenteous favours your humanity
And noble vertue have conferr’d upon me,
To anſwer with my ſervice your deſervings.
Wat.You ſpeake what I ſhould ſay. Be therefore pleas’d
T’unload, and lay the wait of your commands
Upon my care to ſerve you.
Car.Still your Courteſies,
Like waves of a Spring-tide, ore-flow the Bankes
Of your abundant ſtore: and from your Channell,
Or ſtreame of faire affections, you caſt forth
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Thoſe ſweet refreſhings on me (that were elſe
But ſterile earth) which cauſe a gratitude
To grow upon me, humble, yet ambitious
In my Devoire, to doe you beſt of ſervice.
Wat.I ſhall no more extend my utmoſt labour,
With Oare and Saile to gaine the lively-hood
Of wfe and children, then to ſet a ſhore
You, and your faithfull honourers at the haven
Ambitious, to be made the happy meanes,
With whip and whiſtle, to draw up or drive
All your detractors to the Gallowes.
Act 4. Scene 8.
Sed.Right happily encountred——
I am the juſt admirer of your vertues.
2.We are, in all, your ſervants.
Of ſuch elect ſociety, to ſpend
Sed.Three are the golden Number in a Taverne;
And at the next of beſt, with the beſt meate,
And wine the houſe affoords (if you ſo pleaſe)
We will be competently merry.
I
Have receiv’d, lately, Letters from beyond Seas,
Importing much of the occurrences,
And paſſages of forraigne States. The knowledge
Of all
I ſhall impart to you.
Have all the new advertiſements from both
Our Univerſities, of what has paſt
The moſt remarkably of late.
The Court
I have the newes at full,
Of all that was obſervable this Progreſſe.
Doct.Yes ſir: They know not there, they have
We want but now, the newes-collecting Gallant
To fetch his Dinner, and Materialls
For his this weeks diſpatches.
The meat and newes being hot upon the Table,
He’ll ſmell his way to’t.
ISed.
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Sed.Pleaſe you to know yours ſir?
Sed.It ſhall be as your ſervant
Then, to prepare your dinner.
Car:Inſooth ile follow you.
Wat:Yet tis my obedience.
Ex.
Per:Are theſe but labouring men, and tother Courtiers?
Doct:Tis common here ſir, for your watermen
To write moſt learnedly, when your Courtier
Has ſcarce ability to read.
A Moneth among them, they ſhall change their notes,
Or ile ordaine a courſe to change their Coats.
I ſhall have much to doe in reformation.
Doct:Patience and Counſell will goe through it ſir.
Per:What if
I crav’d? a Counſell from New
England?
The old will ſpare me none.
My cure goes fairely on. Doe you marvaile that
Poore men out-ſhine the Courtiers? Looke you ſir,
A ſicke-man giving counſell to a Phyſitian:
And there’s a Puritan Tradeſ-man, teaching a
Great Traveller to lye: That Ballad-woman
Gives light to the moſt learned Antiquary
Theſe perſōs
In all the Kingdome.
paſſe over
Bal:Buy new Ballads, come.
(ctionsthe Stage in
Doct.A naturall foole, there, giving grave inſtru-
{ Couples, ac-
T’a Lord Embaſſador: That’s a Schiſmatick,
cording as he
Teaching a Scrivener to keep his eares:
deſcribes
A pariſh Clearke, there, gives the Rudiments
them.
Of Military Diſcipline to a Generall:
And there’s a Baſket-maker confuting
Bellarmine.
Act 4. Sc. 9.
Per.Will you make me mad?
Ent. Byplay
Doct.We are ſaild,
I hope,
like a Stateſ-
Beyond the line of madneſſe. Now ſir, ſee
{ man. 3. or 4.
A Stateſ-man ſtudious for the Common-wealth,
Projectors
Solicited by Projectors of the Country.
with bundles
Byp.Your Projects are all good
I like them wel,
of papers.
Eſpecially theſe two: This forth’ increaſe of wooll:
And this for the deſtroying of Mice: They’r good,
And grounded on great reaſon. As for yours
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For putting downe the infinite uſe of
Iacks
(Whereby the education of young children,
In turning ſpits, is greatly hindred)
It may be look’d into: And yours againſt
The multiplicity of pocket-watches,
(Whereby much neighbourly familiarity,
By asking, what de’yee geſſe it is a Clocke?
Is loſt) when every puny Clerke can carry
The time oth’ day in’s Breeches: This, and theſe
Hereafter may be lookt into: For preſent:
This for the increaſe of Wool; that is to ſay,
By fleying of live horſes, and new covering them
With Sheeps-ſkins, I doe like exceedingly.
And this for keeping of tame Owles in Cities,
To kill up Rats and Mice, whereby all Cats
May be deſtroyed, as an eſpeciall meanes
To prevent witch-craft and contagion.
Per.Here’s a wiſe buſineſſe!
Pro.Will your honour now,
Be pleas’d to take into conſideration
The poore mens ſuits ſor Briefes, to get reliefe
By common charity throughout the Kingdome,
Towards recovery of their loſt eſtates,
Byp.What are they? let me heare.
Pro.Firſt, here’s a Gamſter, that ſold houſe and land,
To the knowne value of five thouſand pounds,
And by miſfortune of the Dice loſt all,
To his extreame undoing; having neither
A wife or child to ſuccour him.
Byp.And young and healthfull?
Byp.Alas tis lamentable: he deſerves much pitty.
Doct.Obſerve him further, pray ſir.
Pro.Then, here’s a Bawd, of ſixty odde yeares ſtanding.
Byp.How old was ſhe when ſhe ſet up?
And twenty, my good Lord. She was both ware
And Merchant; Fleſh and Butcher, (as they ſay)
For the firſt twelve yeares of her houſe-keeping:
She’s now upon foureſcore, and has made markets
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Of twice foure thouſand choyſe virginities;
And twice their number of indifferent geare.
(No riffe raffe was ſhe ever knowne to cope for).
Her life is certifi’d here by the Juſtices,
Adjacent to her dwelling――――
Pro.Quite trade-fallen, my good Lord, now in her dotage;
And deſperately undone by ryot.
Pro.She has conſum’d in prodigall feaſts and Fidlers,
And laviſh lendings to debauch’d Comrades,
That ſuckt her purſe, in Jewells, Plate, and money,
To the full value of ſixe thouſand pounds.
Byp.She ſhall have a Collection, and deſerves it.
Pro.Then here are divers more,
Of Pandars, Cheaters, houſe-and high-way Robbers,
That have got great eſtates in youth and ſtrength,
And waſted all as faſt in wine and Harlots,
Till age o’retooke ’hem, and diſabled them,
Byp.For ſuch the Law provides
Reliefe within thoſe Counties, where they practis’d.
Per.Ha! what for thieves?
Doct.Yes, their Law puniſheth
The rob’d, and not the thiefe, for ſurer warning,
And the more ſafe prevention. I have ſeene
Folkes whipt for loſing of their goods and money,
And the picke-pockets cheriſh’d.
As it ſeverely puniſheth their neglect,
Undone by fire ruines, ſhipwracke, and the like,
With whips, with brands, and loſſe of careleſſe eares,
Impriſonment, baniſhment, and ſometimes death;
And carefully maintaineth houſes of Correction
For decay’d Schollars, and maim’d Souldiers;
So doth it finde reliefe, and almes-houſes,
For ſuch as liv’d by Rapine and by Coſenage.
Per.Still worſe and worſe! abhominable! horrid!
Pro.Yet here is one, my Lord, ’bove all the reſt,
Whoſe ſervices have generally bin knowne,
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Though now he be a ſpectacle of pitty:
Pro.The captaine of the Cut-purſes, my Lord;
That was the beſt at’s art that ever was,
Is fallen to great decay, by the dead palſie
In both his hands, and craves a large collection.
Per.You ſhall not get it him.
Doe you provide whips, brands; and ordaine death,
For men that ſuffer under fire, or ſhipwracke,
The loſſe of all their honeſt gotten wealth
:
And finde reliefe for Cheaters, Bawdes, and Thieves?
Byp.Let not our ignorance ſuffer in your wrath,
Before we underſtand your highneſſe Lawes,
We went by cuſtome, and the warrant, which
We had in your late Predeceſſors raigne;
But let us know your pleaſure, you ſhall finde
The State and Common-wealth in all obedient,
To alter Cuſtome, Law, Religion, all,
To be conformable to your commands.
Per.Tis a faire proteſtation: And my mercy
Meets your ſubmiſſion. See you merit it
In ſigne whereof we lacerate theſe papers
Letoy, Diana,
And lay our necks beneath your Kingly feet.
Ioyleſſe, ap-
Per.Stand up you have our favour.
peare above.
Never was ſuch an actor as
Extempore!
Joy.You were beſt to flye out of the window to him.
Dia.Me thinkes I am even light enough to doe it.
Ioy.I could finde in my heart to Quoit thee at him.
Dia.So he would catch me in his arms
I car’d not.
Let.Peace both of you, or you’l ſpoyle all.
Abounds—abounds—your Grace—
I ſay abounds.
Let.Pox o’ your mumbling chops; is your braine dry?
Dia.He has done much my Lord, and may
Let.Would you could hold your peace
Dia.Doe you ſneap me too my Lord.
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Ioy.I hope his hotter zeale to’s actors
Will drive out my wives love-heat.
No need to come hither to be ſneapt.
Let.Hoyday! The reſt will all be loſt, we now give over
The play, and doe all by
Extempore,
For your ſonnes good, to ſooth him into’s wits.
If you’l marre all, you may. Come nearer cockſ-combe,
Ha you forgotten (puppy) my inſtructions
Touching his ſubjects, and his marriage?
Byp.I have all now my Lord.
Byp.A voyce out of the clouds, that doth applaud
Your highneſſe welcome to your ſubjects loves.
Let.So, now he’s in. Sit ſtill, I muſt goe downe
And ſet out things in order.
Ex.
Byp.A voyce that doth informe me of the tydings
Spread through your kingdome, of your great arrivall;
And of the generall joy your people bring
To celebrate the welcome of their king.
Showts within.
Hearke how the countrey ſhouts with joyfull votes,
Rending the ayre with muſick of their throats.
drum & trumpets
Hearke how the ſouldier, with his martiall noiſe,
Threatens your foes, to fill your Crowne with joyes.
Hearke how the City, with loud harmony,
Haughboyes.
Chaunts a free welcome to your majeſty.
Heark how the Court prepares your grace to meet.
Soft muſick.
With ſolemne muſick, ſtate and beauty ſweet.
Act 4 Sce. I0.
The ſoft muſicke playing. Ent. by two and two, divers Courtiers,
Martha after them, like a Queene between two boyes in robes. Her
train borne up by Barbara, all the Lords kneele, and kiſſe Perigrines
hand, Martha approaching, he ſtarts backe, but is drawne on by By-
play and the Doctor. Letoy enters and mingles with the reſt, and
ſeemes to inſtruct them all.
Dia.O here’s a ſtately ſhow! looke maſter
Ioyleſſe:
Your daughter in law preſented like a queene
Unto your ſonne, I warrant now he’l love her.
Dia.Yes, yes and miſtris
Blaze is made
The mother of her maides, if ſhe have any:
Perhaps the Antipodian Court has none.
See, ſee, with what a Majeſty he receives ’hem.
[I 3v]Song.
The Antipodes.
S O N G
HEalth, wealth, and joy our wiſhes bring,
All in a welcome to our king:
Wherewith he be not crown’d.
With their choyce Ghyrlonds decke his head;
Love and the graces make his bed:
And to crowne all, let Hymen to his ſide,
Plant a delicious, chaſt, and fruitfull Bride.
Byp.Now Sir be happy in a marriage choyce,
That ſhall ſecure your title of a king.
See ſir, your ſtate preſents to you the daughter,
The onely childe and heire apparant of
Our late depoſed and deceaſed Soveraigne,
Who with his dying breath bequeath’d her to you.
Per.A Crowne ſecures not an unlawfull marriage.
Doct.By ſure advertiſment; and that her fleeting ſpirit
Is flowne into, and animates this Princeſſe.
Per.Indeed ſhe’s wondrous like her.
T’embrace and kiſſe her Sir.
He kiſſes her and retires.
And that is more than ere my huſband did.
But more belongs then kiſſing to child-getting;
And he’s ſo like my huſband, if you note him,
That I ſhall but loſe time and wiſhes by him,
Bar.Ile warrant you he ſhall fulfill your wiſhes.
Mar.O but try him you firſt: and then tell me.
Bar.There’s a new way indeed to chooſe a huſband!
Yet twere a good one to barre foole getting.
Doct.Why doe you ſtand aloofe Sir?
Of people neare the
Antipodes, called
Gadlibriens:
Where on the wedding-night the huſband hires
Another man to couple with his bride,
To cleare the dangerous paſſage of a Maidenhead.
[I 4]Doct.
The Antipodes.
Doct.’Slid he falls backe againe to
Mandevile madneſſe.
Per.She may be of that Serpentine generation,
That ſtings oft times to death (as
Mandevile writes)
Doct.She’s no
Gadlibrien, Sir, upon my knowledge.
You may as ſafely lodge with her, as with
A mayd of our owne nation. Beſides,
You ſhall have ample counſell: for the preſent,
Receive her, and intreat her to your Chappell.
Byp.For ſafety of your Kingdome, you muſt do it.
Haughtboies
Let.So, ſo, ſo, ſo, this yet may prove a cure.
Exit in ſtate
Dia.See my Lord now is acting by himſelfe.
as Letoy di-
Let.And
Letoy’s wit cryd up triumphant hoe.
rects. Manet
Come maſter
Ioyleſſe and your wife, come downe
Letoy
Quickly, your parts are next. I had almoſt
Act 4. Sce. II.
Forgot to ſend my chaplaine after them.
Enter Quailpipe in
You
Domine where are you?
a fantaſticall ſhape.
Chap.Tis for my part my Lord,
Which is not all perform’d.
Let.It is ſir, and the Play for this time. We
Have other worke in hand.
Action (
I dare be bold to ſpeake it) that
Moſt of my coat could hardly imitate.
Let.Goe ſhift your coat ſir, or for expedition,
Cover it with your owne, due to your function.
Follyes, as well as vices, may be hid ſo:
Your vertue is the ſame; diſpatch, and doe
As Doctor
Hughball ſhall direct you, go.
Act 4. Sce. I2.
Exit,
Now Maſter
Ioyleſſe, doe you note the progreſſe
Qua. Enter
And the faire iſſue likely to inſue
Ioyleſſe, Diana.
In your ſons cure? obſerve the Doctors art.
Firſt, he has ſhifted your ſonnes knowne diſeaſe
Of madneſſe into folly; and has wrought him
As farre ſhort of a competent reaſon, as
He was of late beyond it, as a man
Infected by ſome fowle diſeaſe is drawne
By phyſicke into an Anatomy,
Before fleſh fit for health can grow to reare him,
So is a mad-man made a foole, before
[I 4v]Art
The Antipodes.
Art can take hold of him to wind him up
Into his proper Center, or the Medium
From which he flew beyond himſelfe. The Doctor
Aſſures me now, by what he has collected
As well from learned authors as his practiſe,
That his much troubled and confuſed braine
Will by the reall knowledge of a woman,
Now opportunely tane, be by degrees
Setled and rectified, with the helpes befide
Of reſt and dyet, which he’le adminiſter.
Dia.But tis the reall knowledge of the woman
(Carnall I think you meane) that carries it.
Dia.Nay right or wrong, I could even wiſh
If he were not my huſbands ſon, the Doctor
Had made my ſelfe his
Recipe, to be the meanes
Dia.Perhaps that courſe might cure your madnes too,
Of jealouſy, and ſet all right on all ſides.
Sure, if I could but make him ſuch a foole,
He would forgo his madnes, and be brought
To chriſtian Sence againe.
Ioy.Heaven grant me patience,
And ſend us to my Country home againe.
Dia.Beſides, the yong mans wife’s as mad as he,
What wiſe worke will they make!
Let.The better, fear’t not.
Bab Blaze ſhall give her Counſel; and the youth
Will give her royall ſatisfaction.
Now, in this Kingly humour, I have a way
To cure your huſbands jealouſy my ſelfe.
Dia.Then I am friends again: Even now I was not
When you ſneapt me my Lord.
Let.That you muſt pardon:
Come Mr.
Ioyleſſe. The new married paire
Are towards bed by this time; we’le not trouble them
But keep a houſe-ſide to our ſelfes. Your lodging
Meanes not to make your houſe our priſon.
KMy
The Antipodes.
My Lordſhip but I will for this one night.
See ſir, the Keyes are in my hand. Y’are up,
As I am true
Letoy. Conſider, Sir,
The ſtrict neceſſity that tyes you to’t,
As you expect a cure upon your ſonne――
Come Lady, ſee your Chamber.
Ioy.I both wait, and watch,
Never was man ſo maſter’d by his match.
Ex. omn.
