Mucedorus, Quarto 1

Mucedorus, Quarto 1 Mucd: Q1 Conversion and Remediation LEMDO Team Editor Sofia Spiteri Supervising Editor Janelle Jenstad Copyright Holder (XML and interface) University of Victoria Copyright Holder Sofia Spiteri Copyright Holder Janelle Jenstad Conversion from TCP LEMDO Team Digital Renaissance EditionsDRE

Anthology Leads and Co-Coordinating Editors: Brett Greatley-Hirsch, Janelle Jenstad, James Mardock, and Sarah Neville.

Social Sciences and Humanities Research Council of Canada Valerie Kuehne Undergraduate Research Awards, University of Victoria

Released with LEMDO Classroom 0.2.0 and 0.2.1

University of Victoria on the Linked Early Modern Drama Online Platform

Intellectual copyright in this file is held by the editors, Sofia Spiteri and Janelle Jenstad. The XML file of the semi-diplomatic transcription is licensed for reuse under a CC BY-NC-SA 4.0 license, which means that it is freely downloadable without permission under the following conditions: (1) credit must be given to the editors, DRE, and LEMDO in any subsequent use of the files and/or data; (2) derivatives (e.g., adapted scripts for performance) must be shared under the same CC BY-NC-SA 4.0 license; and (3) commercial uses are not permitted without the knowledge and consent of the editors, DRE, and LEMDO.

Digital Renaissance Editions

The LEMDO team converted EEBO-TCP’s transcription of the Huntington Library copy of Q1 (1598) from TCP’s TEI P4 to LEMDO’s customization of TEI P5. Sofia Spiteri remediated the XML file and checked the TCP transcription against the digitization of the Huntington Library copy, as digitized by HathiTrust (permanent link: https://hdl.handle.net/2027/inu.32000000997611 and against the British Library copy as photoreproduced in the Tudor Facsimile Texts (1910) and later digitized for the Internet Archive by the Robarts Library at the University of Toronto (permanent link: https://archive.org/details/mucedorus159800greeuoft/). Spiteri added catchwords, running titles, signature numbers, glyphs, and ligatures.

Encoded in TEI P5 according to the LEMDO Customization and Encoding Guidelines

Transcribed according to the DRE Editorial Guidelines. Instances of misdistributed type and compositorial spelling errors have been tagged with choice, sic, and corr. In cases where the speech prefix was omitted in the 1598 text but it was clear from context that a new speech had begun, sp elements have been wrapped around the speech but no speaker tag added.

Text Creation Partnership, Ann Arbor, MI ; Oxford (UK) : 2003-01 (EEBO-TCP Phase 1). A07859 STC 18230 ESTC S106305 99842023 99842023 6646 Updated encoding of figure Checked title page lineation. Changed status to proofing. Tidied metadata. Licensed for the Classroom anthology. Fixed typo in a link Finished remediation. Numbered speeches. Numbered lb elements in the body. Began remediating file. Updated reason attribute in supplied element. Began proofing text against HathiTrust scans of University of Indiana copy. Converted from TCP A07859. A Most pleasant Co- medie of Mucedorus the kings sonne of Valentia and Amadine the Kings daughter of Arragon, with the merie conceites of Mouse. Newly set foorth, as it hath bin sundrie times plaide in the ho- norable Cittie of London. Very delectable and full of mirth.

LONDON Printed for William Iones, dwel- ling at Holborne conduit, at the signe of the Gunne. 1598. Eight persons may easily play it. The King and Rombelo. }{ for one. Mucedorus the prince of Valensia. }{ for one. Amadine the Kinges daughter of Arragon. }{ for one. Segasto a Noble man. }{ for one. Enuie: Tremelio a Captaine, Bremo a wilde man. }{ for one. Comedy, a boy, an ould woman, Ariena Amadines maide. }{ for one. Collen a Counseller, A messenger. }{ for one. Mouse the Clowne. }{ for one.

A most pleasant Co- medie of Mucedorus the Kings sonne of Valentia, and Amadine, the kings daughter of Arragon. Enter Comedie ioyfull with a garland of baies on her head. WHy so? thus doe I hope to please: Musicke reuiues, and mirth is tollerable. Comedie play thy part, and please, Mak merry them that coms to ioy with thee: Ioy then good gentilles, I hope to make you laugh. Sound foorth Bellonas siluer tuned strings. Time fits vs well, the daie and place is ours. Enter Enuie, his armes naked besmearde with bloud En. Nay staie minion, there lies a block. What al on mirth; Ile interrupt your tale. And mixe your musicke with a tragick end. Co. What monstrous vgly hagge is this, That dares comtrowle the pleasures of our will? Vaunt churlish curre, besmearde with gorie bloud, That seemst to check the blossoms of delight, And stifle the sound of sweete Bellonas breath, A2 Blush The Comedie Blush, monster blush, and post away with shame, That seekest disturbance of a goddesse deedes. En. Post hence thy selfe, thou counterchecking trul, I will possesse this habite spite of thee And gaine the glorie of thy wished porte, Ile thunder musicke shall appale the nimphes, And make them sheuer their clattering strings: Flying for succour to their danes caues. Sound drumes within and crie stab stab. Hearken, thou shalt hear a noise Shall fill the aire with a shrilling sound And thunder musicke to the gods aboue: Mars shall himselfe breathe downe A peerelesse crowene vpon braue enuies head, And raise his chiuall with a lasting fame In this braue musicke Enuie takes delight, Where I may see them wallow in there blood, To spurne at armes and legges quite shiuered off, And heare the cries of many thousand slaine, How likst thou this my trull, this sport alone for mee? Co. Vaunt bloodie curre, nurst vp with tygers sapp, That so dost seeke to quaile a womans minde, Comedie is mild gentle, willing for to please, And seekes to gaine the loue of all estates: Delighting in mirth mixt all with louely tales, And bringeth things with treble ioy to passe, Thou bloodie, Enuious, disdainer of mens ioye, Whose name is fraught with bloodie stratagemes, Delights in nothing but in spoyle and death, Where thou maist trample in their luke warme blood, And graspe their hearts within thy cursed pawes: Yet of Mucedorus Yet vaile thy mind, reuenge thou not on mee, A silly woman begs it at thy hands, Giue me the leaue to vtter out my play, Forbeare this place, I humblie craue thee hence, And mixe not death amongst pleasing comedies, That treats naught els but pleasure and delight. If any sparke of humaine rests in thee, Forbeare, be gon, tender the suite of mee. En. Why so I wil, forbearance shall be such As treble death shall crosse thee with despight, And make thee mourne where most thou ioiest, Turning thy mirth into a deadly dole: Whirling thy pleasures with a peale of death, And drench thy methodes in a sea of bloud: This will I doe, thus shall I beare with thee And more to vex thee with a deeper spite, I will with threates of bloud begin thy play: Fauoring thee with enuie and with hate. Co. Then vglie monster doe thy woorst, I will defend them in despite of thee: And thought thou thinkst with tragick fumes To braue my play vnto my deepe disgrace. I force it not, I scorne what thou canst doe Ile grace it so, thy selfe shall it confesse: From tragick stuffe to be a pleasant comedie En. Why then Comedie send thy actors forth And I will crosse the first steps of their tread: Making them feare the verie dart of death. Co. And Ile defend them mangre all thy spite So vgly fiend frewell, tell time shall serue, That we may meete to parle for the best. En. Content Comedie, ile goe spread my branch, And scattered blossomes from mine enuious tree. Shall The Comedie Shall proue to monsters, spoiling of their ioyes. Exit. Enter Segasto runing and Amadine after him, being persued with a beare Se. Oh fly Madam, fly or els we art but dead. Ama. Help Segasto help, help swet Segasto or ele I die. Segasto runnes away. Alas madam, there is no way but flight, Then hast and saue your selfe. Ama. Why then I die, ah helpe me in distresse, Enter Mucedorus like a shepheard with a sworde drawne and a beares head in his hande. Mu. Stay Lady stay, and be no more dismaide, That cruell beast most mercelesse and fell, Which haue bereaued thousands of their liues, Affrighted many with his hard pursues, Prying from place to place to find his praie, Prolonging thus his life by others death, His carcasse now lies headlesse void of breth. Ama. That fowle deformed monster is he dead? Mu. Assure your selfe thereof, behould his head: Which if it please you Lady to accept, With willing heart I yeeld it to your maiestie. Ama. Thankes worthy shepheard, thanks a thousaud times This gift assure thy selfe contents me more, Then greatest bountie of a mighty prince: Although he were the monarch of the world. Mu. of Mucedorus Mu. Most gracious goddesse, more then mortal wight, Your heauenly hewe of right imports no lesse, Most glad am I in that it was my chance, To vndertake this enterprise in hand. Which doth so greatly glad your princely minde. Ama. No goddesse shepheard, but a mortall wight A mortall wight destressed as thou seest: My father heere is king of Arragon. I Amadine his only daughter am: And after him sole heire vnto the crowne. Now where as it is my fathers will, To mary me vnto Segasto, On whose welth through fathers former vsury Is knowen to be no lesse then woonderfull, We both of custome oftentimes did vse, Leauing the court to walke within the fieldes, For recreation esecially the spring, In that it yelds greate store of rare delights: And passing further then our wonted walkes, Scarse were entred within these lucklesse woods, But right before vs downe a steepe fall hil A monstrous vgly beare did hie him fast, To meete vs both, I faint to tell the rest, Good shepherd, but suppose the gastly lookes, The hiddious feares, the thousant hunderd woes, Which at this instant Amadine susteind. Mu. Yet worthy princes let thy sorrow cease, And let this sight your former ioyes reuiue. Ama. Beleeue me shepheard so it doth no lesse. Mu. Long may they last vnto your hearts content. But tell me Ladie what is become of him, Segasto calld, what is become of him? Ama. I knowe not I, that knowe the powers diuine, A4 But The Comedie But God graunt this that sweet Segasto liue. Mu. Yet heard harted he in such a case, So cowardly to saue himselfe by flight: And leaue so braue a princesse to the spoyle Ama. Well shephearde for thy worthy valour tried, Endangering thy selfe to set me free: Vnrecompensed sure thou shalt not be. In court thy courage shalbe plainely knowne: Throughout the Kingdome will I spread thy name, To thy renowne and neuer dying fame: And that thy courage may be better knowne. Beare thou the head of this most monstrous beast In open sight to euerie courtiers viewe So will the king my father thee rewarde. Come lets away, and guard me to the court. Mu. With all my heart. Exeunt. Enter Segasto solus. Se. When heapes of harmes do houer ouer head, Tis time as then, some say to looke about, And so ensuing harmes to choose the least: But hard, yea haplesse is that wretchesse chaunce, Lucklesse his lot and caytiffe like acourste, At whose proceedings fortune euer frownes. My selfe I meane most subiect vnto thrall, For I the more I seeke to shun the worst: The more by proofe I find my selfe accurst: Ere whiles assaulted with an vgly beare, Fayre Amadine in company all alone, Forthwith by flight I thought to saue my selfe, Leauing my Amadine vnto her shiftes: For death it was for to resist the beare. And of Mucedorus And death no lesse of Amadines harmes to heare. Accursed I in lingring life thus long, In leeuing thus each minute of an hower Doth pierce my hart with dartes of thousand deathes: If she by flight her fury doe escape, What will she thinke; Will she not say; yea flatly to my face, Accusing me of meere disloyaltie, A trustie friend is tride time of neede: But I when she in danger was of death And needed me, and cried Segasto helpe: I turned my backe and quickly ran away. Vnworthy I to beare this vitall breath: But what, what needes these plaintes If Amadine do liue then happie I, Shee will in time forgiue and so forget, Amadine is mercifull, not Iuno like. In harmful hart to harbor hatred long. Enter Mouse the Clowne running crying clubs. Mouse. Clubs, prongs, pitchforks, billes, O helpe, a beare, a beare, a beare. Se. Still beares, and nothing else but beares. Tell me sirra wher she is; Clo. O sir, she is runne downe the woods: I see her wite head and her white belly. Se. Thou talkest of wonders, to tell me of white bears. But sirra didst thou euer see any such; Clo. No faith I neuer sawe any such, But I remember my fathers woordes, Hee bad mee take heede I was not caught with a white (beare Se. A lamentable tale no dout. B Clo. The Comedie Clo. I tell you what sir as I was going a fielde to serue my fathers greate horse, & caried a bottly of hay vpon my head, now doe you see sir, I fast hudwinckt, that I could see nothing, perceiuing the beare comming, I threw my hay into the hedge and ran away. Se. What from nothing; Clo. I warrant you yes, I saw something, for there was tow loade of thornes besides my bottle of hay, and that made three. Se. But tell me sirra, the beare that thou didst see, Did she not beare a bucket on her arme; Clo. Ha ha, ha, I neuer saw beare goe a milking in all my life. But hark you sir, I did not looke so hie as her arme: I saw nothing but her whit head, and her whit belly. Se. But tell me sirra, where doost thou dwell; Clo. Why, doe you not knowe mee. Se. Why no, how should I know thee, Clo. Why then you know no bodie, and you knowe not mee’ I tell you sir I am the goodman ratsson of the next parish ouer the hill. Se. Goodman ratsson why whats thy name, Clo. why I am very neere kin vnto him. Se. I thinke so, but whats thy name? Clo. My name, I haue very pretie name Ile tel you what my name is: my name is Mouse, Se. vvhat plaine MonseMouse. Clo. I, plaine mouse with out either welt or garde. But doe you heare sir I am but a very young mouse For my taile is scarce growne out yet, looke you here els. Se. But I pray thee, who gaue thee that name? Clo. Fayth sir I know not that, but if you would faine know of Mucedorus know, aske my fathers greate horse, for he hath bin halfe a yeare longer with my father then I haue. Se. This seemes to be a merrie fellow, I care not if I take him home with me, Mirth is a comfort to a troubled minde, A merrie man, a merrie master makes. How saist thou sirra, wilt thou dwell with me? Clo. Nay soft sir, tow words to a bargaine, praie you what occupation are you? Se. No occupation, I liue vpon my landes. Clo. Your lands, a way, you are no maister for me, why doe you thinke that I am so mad, to go seke my liuing in the lands amongst the stones, briars, and bushes, and teare my holy day apparell, not I by your leaue. Se. Why, I do not meane thou shalt. Clo. How then? Se. Why thou shalt be my man, and waite vpon me at the court. Clo. Whats that? Se. Where the King lies. Clo. Whats that same King a man or woman? Se. A man as thou arte. Clo. As I am, harke you sir pray you what kin is he to good man king of our parish the church warden? Se. No kin to him, he is the King of the whole land. Clo. king of the land, I neuer see him. Se. If thou wilt dwel with me, thou shallt see him e- uerie day. Clo. shal I go home againe to be torne in peces with beares, no not I, I wil go home & put on a cleane shirt, and then goe drowne my selfe. Se. Thou shallt not need, if thou wilt dwell with me, thou shalt want nothing. B2 Clo. The Comedie Clo. Shal I not? then heares my hand, ile dwel with you, And harke you sir, now you haue entertained me, I wil tell you what I can doe, I can keepe my tougue from picking audand stealing, and my handes from lying and slaundering, I warrant you, as wel as euer you had man. in all your life. Se. Now will I to court with sorrowfull hart, rown- ded with doubts, if Amadine doe liue, then happy I: yea happie I if Amadine doe liue. Exeunt. EuterEnter the King with a young prince prisoner, Amadine with Collen and counsellers. King Now braue Lords, our wars are brought to end, Our foes the foile and we in safetie rest, It vs behoues to vse such clemencie in peace‘, As valour in the warre- It is as great honor to be bountifull at home, As to be conquerers in the field. Therefore my Lords the more to my content, Your liking, and your countries safegarde, We are disposde in marriage for to giue Our daughter to Lord Segasto heare, Who shall succeede the diadem after me: And raigueraignee heereafter as I tofore haue done Your sole and lawfull King of Arragon: What say you Lordings, like you of my aduise? Col. And please your Maiesty, we doe not onely a- lowe of your highnesse pleasure, but also vow fathful- ly in what we may to further it. King. Thankes good my Lords, if long Adrostus liue Hee will at full requite your curtesies. Tremelio in recompence of thy late valour done, Take of Mucedorus Take vnto thee the Catalone a prince, Latelie our prisoner taken in the warres Be thou his keeper, his ransome shallbe thine, Weele thinke of it when leasure shall afforde: Meanewhile doe vse him well, his father is a King. Tre. Thankes to your Maiestie, his vsage shalbe such, As he therat shall thinke no cause to grutce. Exeunt. King Then march we on to court, and rest our weari- ed limmes But Collen, I haue a tale in secret kept for thee: When thou shalt heare a watch woord from thy king, Thinke then some waightie matter is at hand That highlie shall concerne our state, Then Collen looke thou be not farre from me: And for thy seruice thou to fore hast done, Thy trueth and valour proude in euerie point, I shall with bounties thee enlarge therefore: So guard vs to the courte. Col. What so my soueraigne doth commaund me doe, With willing mind I gladly yeeld consent Exeunt. Enter Segasto and the Clowne, with weapons about him Se. Tel me sirra, how doe you like your weapons; Clo. O verie wel, verie wel, they keep my sides warme. Se. They keep the dogs formfrom your shins very well doe they not; Clo. How, keep the dogs from my shins, I would scorne but my shins should keep the dogs from them. Se. Well sirra, leauing idle talke, tell me: Dost thou know captaine Tremelioes chamber; Clo. I verie well, it hath a doore Se. I thinke so, for so hath euery chamber. But dost thou know the man. B3 Clo. Clo. I forsooth he hath a nose on his face. Se. Why so hath euery on. Clo. Thats more then I know. Se. But doest thou remember the captaine, that was heere with the king euen now, that brought the yong prince prisoner? Clo. O verie well. Se. Go vnto him and bid him come to me, Tell him I haue a matter in secret to impart to him, Clo. I wil master, master whats his name? Se. Why captaine Tremelio. Clo. O the meale man, I knowe him verie well, He brings meale euery satturday: but harke you master must I bid him come to you or must you come to him Se. No sir, he must come to me. Clo. Harke you master, hovv if he be not at home. What shall I doe then? Se. Why then leaust worde with some of his folkes. Clo. Oh maister, if there be no bodie within, I will leaue word with his dog. Se. Why can his dog speake; Clo. I cannot tell, wherefore doth he keep his cham- ber els. Se. To keepe out such knaues as thou art. Clo. Nay be ladie then go your selfe. Se. You will go sir, wil ye not; Clo. Yes marrie will I, O tis come to my head, And a be not within, Ile bring his chamber to you. Se. What wilt thou plucke down the Kings house? Clo. Nay be ladie ile knowe the price of it first. Master it is such a hard name, I haue forgotten it a- gaine I praie you tell me his name, Se. I tell thee captaine Tremelio. Clo. Oh captaine treble knaue, captaine treble knaue Ente of Mucedorus. Enter Tremelio. Tre. How now sirra, doost thou call mee? Clo. You must come to my maister captain treble knaue Tre. My Lord Segasto. did you send for mee. Se. I did Tremelio, sirra about your businesse Clo.. I marry, whats that can you tell? Se. No not well. Clo. Marrie then I can, straight to the kitchen dresser, to Iohn the cooke, and get me a good peece of beefe and brewis, and then to the buttery hatch to Thomas the butler, fotfor a iacke of beare, and there for an houre ileso be labour my selfe, therefore I pray you cal me not till you thinke I haue done, I pray you good mayster. Se. Well sir away. Tremelio this it is, thou knowest the valour of Segasto Spred through all the kingdome of Arragon, And such as hath found triumph and fauours, Neuer daunted at any tyme, but now a shepherd, Admired at in court for worthynesse. And Segastoes honour layd a side. My wil therefore is this, that thou dost find som meanes to worke the shepheardes death, I know thy strength sufficient to performe my desire, & thy loue no other wise then to reuenge my iniuries. Tre. It is not the frownes of a shepheard that Tremelio feares. Therefore account it accomplished, what I take in hane Se. Thankes good Tremelio, and assure thy selfe, What I promise that will I performe. Tre. Thankes my good Lord, and in good time See where he commeth, stand by a while. And you shall see me put in practise your intented, driftes. B4 Hau The Comedie Haue at thee swaine, if that I hit thee right. Enter Mucedorus. Mu. Vild coward, so without cause to strike a man. Turne coward turne, now strike and doe thy woorst. Mucedorus killeth him. Se. Hould shepheard hould, spare him, kill him not, accursed villaine, tell me what hast thou done. Ah Tremelio, trustie Tremelio, I sorrow for thy death, And since that thou liuing, didst prooue faithfull to Segasto, so Segasto now liuing shall honoure the dead corpes of Tremlio with reuenge. Bloud thristythirsty villaine, borne and bredde to mercilesse murther, Tell me how durst thou be so bold. As once to lay thy hands vpon the least of mine. Assure thy selfe, thou shalt be vsd according to the law. Mu. Segasto cease, these threats are needlesse Accuse not me of murther, that haue done nothing but in mine owne defence. Se. Nay shepheard reason not with me. Ile manifest thy fact vnto the King: Whose doome will be thy death as thou deserust, What hoe, Mouse come away. Clo. Why hovv novv, vvhats the matter. I thougt you would be calling before I had done. Se. Come helpe away with my friend. Clo. Why is he drunke, cannot he stand on his feet. Se. No, he is not drunke, he is slaine. Clo. Of Mucedorus Clo. Flaine, no by Ladie he is not flaine. Se. Hees kild I tell thee. Clo. What, doe you vse to kil your friends. I will serue you no longer. Se. I tell thee the shepheard kild him. Clo. O did a so, but master, I will haue al his apparel if I carry him away. Se. Why so thou shalt. Clo. Come then I will healpe, mas master I thinke his mother song looby to him he is so heauie. Exeunt. Mu. behold the fickle state of man, alwaies mutable, neuer at one. Somtimes we feed on fancies with the sweete of our desires. Somtimes againe vve feele the heat of extreame mi- serie. Novv am I infauour about the court and countrie. To morrovv those fauours vvill turne to frovvnes, To daie I liue reuenged on my foe, To morrovv I die, my foe reuenged on me, Exeunt. Enter Bremo a wildman. Bre. No passengers this morning, vvhat not one. A chance that seldome doth befall. What not one. then lie thou there, And rest thyselfe til I haue further neede: Novv Bremo sith thy leasure so affords. An endlesse thlngthing, vvho knovves not Bremoes strength Who like a king commander vvithin these vvoods, The beare, the boare, dares not abide my sight, C But The Comedie But hastes away to saue themselues by flight: The christall waters in the bubbling brookes, When I come by doth swiftly slide away, And claps themselues in closets vnder bankes, Afraide to looke bold Bremo in the face: The aged okes at Bremoes breath doe bowe, And all things els are still at my commaund, Els What would I? Rent them in peeces and plucke them from the earth, And each waie els I would reuenge my selfe, Why who comes heere with whome I dare not fight, Who fights with me & doth not die the death; not on: What fauour shewes this sturdie sticke to those, That heere within these woods are combataines with me? Why death and nothing else but present death, With restlesse rage I wander through these woods, No creature heere but feareth Bremoes force, Man, woman, child, beast and bird, And euery thing that doth approch my sight, Are forst to fall if Bremo once but frowne, Come cudgel come, my partner in my spoiles, For heere I see this daie it will not be, But when it falles that I encounter anie, One pat suffised for to worke my wil. What comes not one? then lets begon, A time vvill serue vvhen vve shal better speed. Exit. Enter the King, Segasto, the Shepheard and the Clowne with others. King. Shephard, thou hast heard thine accusers, Murther is laid to thy charge, What of Mucedorus. What canst thou say, thou hast deserued death; Mu. Dread soueraigne, I must needes confesse, I slewe this captaine in mine owne defence, Not of any malice but by chance, But mine accuser hath a further meaning. Se. woords will not heere preuaile, I seek for iustice, & iustice craues his death. King. Shepheard thine owne confession hath condem- ned thee. Sirra take him away, & doe him to execution straight. Clo. So hee shall I warrant him, but doe you heare maister King, he is kin to a monkie, his necke is bigger then is head. Se. Com sirra away with him, and hang him about the middle. Clo. Yes forsooth I warrant you, come on sir, a so like a sheepebiter a lookes. Enter Amadine and a boie with a beares head Ama. Dread soueraigne and welbeloued sire. On bended keesknees I craue the life of this condemned shepheard, which heertofore preserued the life of thy sometime distressed daughter. K. preserued the life of my somtime distressed daughter How can that be; I neuer knew the time WhreinWherein thou wast distrest, I neuer knew the daie But that I haue maintained thy state, As best beseemd the daughter of a king I neuer saw the shepheard vntil now, Hovv comes it then that he preserud thy life? Ama. Once vvalkeing vvith Segasto in the woods, Further then our accustomed maner vvas, C2 Right The Comedie Right before vs downe a steepe fal hill, A monstrous vgly beare doth hie him fast To meete vs both, now whether this bee trewe, I referre it to the cerditcredit of Segasto. Se. Most trew and like your maiestie. King. How then? Ama. The beare being eager to obtaine his praie; Made forward to vs with an open mouth, As if he meant to swallow vs both at once, The sight whereof did make vs both to dread, But speciallie your daughter Amadine, Who for I saw no succour incident But in Segastoes valour, I grew desperate, And he most cowardlike began to fly. Left me distrest to be deuourd of him, How say you Segasto is it not true? K. His silence verifies it to be true, what then; Ama. Then I amasde dstressed all alone, Did hie me fast to scape that vglie beare, But all in vaine, for why he reached after me, And hardly I did oft escape his pawes, Till at the length this shepheard came, And brought to me his head. Come hither boy, loe heere it is, which I present vnto your maiestie. Ki. The slaughter of this beare deserues great fame. Se. The slaughter of a man deserues greate blame. King. Indeed occasion oftentimes so falles out. Se. Tremelio in the wars. O King preserued thee, Ama. The shepheard in the woods o king preserued (me. S. Tremelio fought when many men did yeeld. Ama. So would the shepheard had he bin in field Clo. So would my maister, had he not run away. Se. of Mucedorus Se. Tremelioes force saued thousands from the foe. Ama. The shepheards force haue saued thousand, more. Clo. Aye shipstickes, nothing else. King. Segasto cease to accuse the shepheard, His woorthynesse deserues a recompence, All we are bound to doe the shepheard good: Shepheard, whereas it was my sentence, thou shouldst )die,(die, So shall my sentence stand, for thou shalt die. Se. Thankes to your maistie. King. But soft Segasto, not for this offence, Long maist thou liue, and when the sisters shal decree To cut in twaine the twisted thread of life, Then let him die, for this I set thee free, And for thy valour I will honour thee. Mu. Thankes to your maiestie. King. Come daughter let vs now departe, to honour the worthy valour of the shepheard with our rewards. Exennt.Exeunt. Clo. O mayster heare you, you haue made a freshe hand now you would be slowe you, why what will you doe nowe? you haue lost me a good occupation by the meanes, Faith maister now I cannot hang the shep- heard, I pray you let me take the paines to hang you, it is but halfe an houres exercise. Se. You are still in yonryour knauery, but sith I cannot haue his life I will procure his banishment for euer. Come on sirra. Clo, Yes forsooth I come laugh at him I pray you. Exeunt Enter Mucedorus solas. Mu. From Amadine and from her fathers court, With gold and siluer and vvith rich revvardes, C3 Flovving The Comedie Flowing from the bankes of golden tresuries, More may I boast and say but I, Was neuer shepheard in such dignitie, Enter the messengers and the clowne. Mess. All hayle worthy shepheard. Clo. All rayne lowsie shepheard. Mu. Welcome my frindes, from whence come you; Mess. The King and Amadine greetes thee well, And after greetings done, bids thee depart the court, shepheard begon. Clo. Shepheard take lawe legs, flye away shepheard Mu. Whose woordes are these? came these from Amadine? Mess. Aye from Amadine. Clo. Aye from Amladine. Mu. Ah luckelesse fortune worse then Phaetons tale, My former blesse is now become my bale. Clo. What wilt thou poyson thy selfe? Mu. My former heauen is now become my hell. Clo. The worst ale house that I euer came in, in al my life. Mu. What shall I doe. Clo. Euen goe hang thy selfe halfe an nower. Mu. Can Amadine so churelishly commaund. To banish the shepheard from her Fathers court? Mess. What should shepheardes doe in the court. Clo. What should shepherrdes doe amongst vs, haue we not Lordes inough on vs in the courte? Mu. Why shepheardes are men, and kinges are no more. Mess. Shepheardes are men and maisters ouer their (flocke Clo. of Mucedorus Clo. Thats a lie who payes them their wages then? Mes. Well you are alwayes interrupting of me, But you are best looke to him least you hang for him when he is gone. Exit. The Clowne sings. Clo. And you shall hang for companie, For leauing me alone. Shepheard stand foorth and heare thy sentence, Shepheard begone within three dayes in payne of, My displeasure, shepheard begon, shepheard begon, begon, begon, begon, shepheard, shepheard, shepheard Exit. Mu. And must I goe, and must I needs depart? Ye goodly groues partakers of my songes In tyme tofore when fortune did not frowne, Powre foorth your plaints and waile a while with me And thou bright sunne my comfort in the cold, Hide, hide thy face and leaue me comfortlesse, Ye holsome hearbes, and sweete smelling sauours, Ye each thing els prolonging life of man, Change, change your wonted course, That I wanting your aide, in woefull sort may die, Enter Amadine. Ama. ArineaAriena if any body aske for mee, Make some excuse till I returne. Ari. What and Segasto call. Ama. Do thou the like to him, I mean not to stay long. Mu. This voyce so sweet my pining spirites reuiues Ama. Shepheard, wel met tel me how thou doest. Mu. I linger life yet wish for speedy death. Ama. Shepheard, although thy banishment already be C4 decreed The Comodie decreed and all agaynst thy will, yet Amadine. Mu. Ah Amadine, to heare of banishment is death, I double death to me, but since I must depart, one thing I craue. Ama. Say on with all my heart. Mu. That in absence either farre or neere. You honoor me as seruant with your name. Ama. Not so. Mu. And vvhy? Ama. I honour thee as soueraigne with my heart. Mu. A shepheard and a soueraigne nothing like. Ama. Yet like enough where there is no dislike. Mu. Yet great dislike or els no banishment. Ama. Shepheard, it is onely Segasto that procures thy banishment. Mu. Vnworthy wightes are most in ielosie. Ama. Would God they would freethe from banish- ment, or likewise bamishbanish mee. Mu. Amen say I, to haue your companie. Ama. Well shepheard, sith thou sufferest this for my sake, with thee in exile also let me liue. On this condition shepheard thou canst loue. Mu. No longer loue no longer let me liue: Ama. Of lat I loued one indeed, now loue I none but onely thee. Mu. Thankes worthie princes I borne likewise, Yet smother vp the blast, I dare not promise what I may performe, Ama. Well shepheard, harke what I shall say, I will returne vnto my Fathers court. Therefore to prouide me of such nescessaries, As for our iourney I shall thinke most fit, This being done I will returne to thee, Doe Of Mucedorus Doe thou therefore appoint the place where we may meete. Mu. Downe in the valley where I slue the beare, And there doth grow a faire broade branched beach, That ouershades a well, so who comes first Let them abid the happie meeting of vs both. How like you this? Ama. I like it very wel. Mu. Now if you please you may appoint the time, Ama. Full three hours hence God willing, I will returne. Mu. The thankes that paris gaue the grecian queene the like doth MucedornsMucedorus yeeld. Ama. Then Mucedorus for threee howres farewell. Exit Mu. Your departure ladie breedes a priuie paine. Exit. Enter Segasto solus. Se. Tis well Segasto that thou hast thy will, Should such a shhephard, such a simple swaine As he, eclips thy credite famous through the court. No ply Segasto ply; let it not in Arragon be saide, A shephard hath Segatoes honour wonne. Enter Mouse the clowne calling his maister Clo. What hoe maister will you come away; Se. Will you come hither I pray you, whats the mat- (ter? Clo. Why, is it not past a leauen a clock. Se. How then sir. Clo. I pray you com away to dinner: Se. I pray you come hither. Clo. Heres such a doe with you, wil you neuer come. Se. I pray you sir what newes of the message I sente you about, Clo. I tell you all the messes be on the table alreadie, D There The Comodie There wants not so much as a messe of mustard halfe an novver agoe. Se. Come sir, your minde is all vpon your belly. You haue forgotten vvhat I did bid you doe, Clo. Faith I knovve nothing, but you bad me goe to breakefast. Se. Was that all; Clo. Faith I haue forgotten it, the verie sent of the meate made me hath forget it quite. Se. You haue forgotten the arrant I bid you doe. Clo. What arrant, an arrant knaue, or arrant vvhore; Se. Why thou knaue, did I not bid thee banish the shepheard. Clo. O the shephards bastard. Se. I tell thee the shepheardes banishment. Clo. I tel you the shepheards bastard shalbe vvel kept ile looke to it my selfe else, but I pray you come avvay to dinner. Se. Then you vvil not tell me vvhether you haue ba- nished him or noe. Clo. Why I cannot say banishment and you vvould giue me a thousand pounds to say so, Se. Why you horson slaue, haue you forgotten, that I sent you, and another to driue avvay the shephard. Clo. What an asse are you. heers a sturre in deecdedeeede heeres message, arrant, banishment, and I cannot tell what. Se. I pray you sir, shall I knovv vvhether you haue droue him avvay. Clo. Faith I thinke I haue, and you vvill not beleeue me aske my stafe. Se. Why can thy staffe tell. Why he vvas vvith me to. Se Se. Then happie I that haue obtaind my will. Clo. And happier I, if you would goe to dinner. Se. Come sirra, follow me. Clo. I warrant you I will not loose an inch of you now you are going to dinner, I promise you I thought sea- uen yeare before I could get him away. Exeunt. Enter Amadine sola, Ama. God grant my long delaie procures no harme Nor this my tarring frustrate my pretence, My Mucedorus surelie staies for me, And thinks me ouer long, at length I come My present promise to performe: Ah what a thing is firme vnfained loue, What is it which true loue dares not tempt My father he may make but I must match, Segasto loues but Amadine must like, Where likes her best compulsion is a thrall, No, no, the heartie choise is all in all, The shephards vertue Amadine esteemes. But what me thinks my shephard is not come? I muse at that, the hower is sure at hande, Well here ile rest till Mucedorus come. Shee sits her downe. Enter Bremo looking about, hastily taketh hould of her. Bremo. A hapie pray, now Bremo feede on flesh, Dainties Bremo dainties thy hungry panch to fill, Now glut thy greedie guts with luke warme blood, Come fight with me, I long to see thee dead. Ama How can she fight that weapons cannot weeld? Bre: What canst not fight? then lie thou downe and die. Ama. What must I die? D2 Bre The Comedie Bre. What needes these words. I thirst to sucke thy (bloud Ama. Yet pittie me and let me liue a while. Bre. No pittie I, ile feed vpon thy flesh, Ile teare thy bodie peecemeale ioynt from ioynt. Ama. Ah now I want my shephards company. Bre. ile crush thy bones betwixt towtwo oken trees. Ama, Hast shephard hast or else thonthou comst to lat. Bre. ile sucke the sweetnes from thy marie bones. Ama. Ah spare ah spare to shed my guiltlesse blood Bre. With this my bat will I beate out thy braines Down, down I say, prostrate thy selfe vpon the ground Ama, Then Mucedorus farevvel. my hoped ioies farevvel. Yea farevvell life, and vvelcome present death, Shee kneeles. To thee O God I yeeld my dying ghost. Bre. Novv Bremo play thy part, Hovv novv vvhat sudden chaunce is this. My limmes do tremble and my sinevves shake? My vnvveakned armes haue lost their former force: Ah Bremo, Bremo, vvhat a foyle hast thou, That yet at no time euer vvast afraide To dare the greatest gods to fight vvith thee, he strikes And novv vvant strength for one dovvne driuing blovv Ah hovv my courage failes vvhen I should strike, Some newe come spirit abiding in my breast, Shall I spare her Bremo, spare her, do not kill, Sayth spare her which neuer spared any? To it Bremo to it, say againe. I cannot weeld my weapons in my hand, Me thihkesthinkes I should not strik so faire a one, I thinke her beawtie hath bewitcht my sorce Or else with in me altered natures course, ay woman, wilt thou liue in woods with me; Ama, Faine would I liue, yet loth to liue in woodes, Bre of Mucedorus Bre. Thou shalt not chuse, it shalbe as I say & there fore follow me. Exit. Enter Mucedorus solus. Mu. It was my wil an hower a goe and more, As was my promise for to make returne, But other busines hindred my pretence. It is a world to see when man appoints, And purposelie one certaine thing decrees How manie things may hinder his intent. What once would wish the same is farthest off: But yet thappoynted time cannot be past, Nor hath her presence yet preuented wee, Well heere ile staie, and expect her comming. They crie within, hould him, staie him, holde Mu. Some one or other is pursued no doubt Perhaps some search for me, tis good to doubt the worst, therefore ile begone. Exit. Crie within hold him, hold him, Enter Mouse the Clowne with a pot. Clo. Hold him, hold him hold him, heers a stur in deed Heere came hewe after the crier, and I was set close At mother Nips house, and there I calde for three Pots of ale, as tis the manner of vs courtiers, now sirra, I had taken the maiden head of tow of them. Now as I was lifting vp the third to my mouth, there came hold him, hold him, now I coulde not tell whome to catch hold on, but I am sure I caught one perchance a maie be in this pot, well ile see, mas I can- not see him yet, well ile looke a little further, mas he is a little slaue if a be heere, why heers no bodie, al this goes well yet: but if the olde trot shoulde come for her pot, I marrie theres the matter but I care not, ile face her out, and cal her ould rustie dustie mustie fustie crustkie firebran, and worse then al that, and so face her D3 out The Comedie out of her pot: but softe heere she comes. Enter the ould woman. Old wo. Come on you knawe wheres my pot you knaue? Clo. Goe looke your pot, come not to me for your pot twere good for you. Old. Thou liest thou knaue thou hast my pot. Clo. You lie and you say it, I your pot, I know what ile (say Old. Why what wilt thou say. Clo. But say I haue him and thou darste, Olde. VVhy thou knaue. thou hast not onelie my pot but my drinke vnpaide for. Clo. You lie like an old I will not say whore. Old, dost thou cal me whore, ile cap thee my for pot. Clo. Cap me & thou darest, searce me whether I haue it or no. Shee searcheth him, and he drinketh ouer her head and casts downe the pot, she stumbleth at it, then they fal together by the eares, she takes her pot and goes out.Exit. Enter Segasto Se. How now sirra, whats the matter; Clo. Oh flies maister flies. Se. Flies where are they? Clo. Oh heere maister, all about your face. Se. Why thou liest I think thou art mad. Clo. Why maister, I haue kild a duncart ful at the lea e. Go to rra, leauing this idel talke giue eare to me.