Dol. Nor break his fast In Heaven and Hell. Sub. She's with you every where ! Nor play with costarmongers, at mum-chance, tray-trip. [done it ;) God make you rich; (when as your aunt has But keep The gallant'st company, and the best games [be true to us. Sub. Gleek and primero: and what you get, Dap. By this hand, I will. Sub. You may bring's a thousand pound Before to-morrow night, if but three thousand Be stirring, an you will. Dap. I swear I will then. Sub. Your fly will learn you all games. [duties? But come, and see me often. I may chance To leave him three or four hundred chests of treasure, And some twelve thousand acres of fairy land, If he game well and comely with good gamesters. Sub. There's a kind aunt! kiss her departing [lets? Sub. Well, we will fit him, wench. Hast thou gull'd her of her jewels or her braceDol. No; but I will do't. Sub. Soon at night, my Dolly, When we are shipp'd, and all our goods aboard, Eastward for Ratcliff; we will turn our course To Brainford, westward, if thou sayst the word, And take our leaves of this o'er-weening rascal, This peremptory Face. Dol. Content, I'm weary of him. Sub. Thou'st cause, when the slave will run a wiving, Dol, [us. Against the instrument that was drawn between Sub. The fish-wives' rings, I think, And the ale-wives' single money. Is't not, Dol? Dol. Yes; and the whistle that the sailor's wife [Ward. Brought you to know an her husband were with Face. We'll wet it to-morrow; and our silver. beakers [coats And tavern cups. Where be the French petti And girdles and hangers! Sub. Here, in the trunk, And the bolts of lawn. Face. Is Drugger's damask there, And the tobacco? Sub. Yes. Face. Give me the keys. Sub. No matter, Dol; because We shall not open them before he comes. Face. 'Tis true, you shall not open them, indeed; Nor have them forth, do you see? not forth, Dol. Dol. No! Face. No, my smock rampant. The right is, my master Knows all, has pardon'd me, and he will keep "Twixt Subtle, Dol, and Face. All I can do Here will be officers presently, bethink you Sub. You are a precious fiend! Offi. [without.] Open the door. [hear'st thou ? Face. Dol, I am sorry for thee, i'faith; but It shall go hard but I will place thee somewhere: Thou shalt have my letter to mistress Amo Dol. Hang you! Face. Or madam Cæsarean. Dǝl. Pox upon you, rogue, Would I had but time to beat thee! [you Let's know where you set up next; I will send A customer now and then, for old acquaintance: What new course have you? Sub. Rogue, I'll hang myself; That I may walk a greater devil than thou, And haunt thee in the flock-bed and the buttery. [Exeunt. [are open; Tri. Peace, deacon Ananias. Love. The house is mine here, and the doors If there be any such persons as you seek for, Use your authority, search on o'God's name. I am but newly come to town, and finding This tumult 'bout my door, to tell you true, It somewhat mazed me; till my man, here, fearMy more displeasure, told me he had done [ing Somewhat an insolent part, let out my house (Belike, presuming on my known aversion From any air o'the town while there was sickness,) To a doctor and a captain: who, what they are Enter LOVEWIT in the Spanish dress, with the Or where they be, he knows not. Mam. Are they gone? Love. You may go in and search, sir. [MAMMON, ANA. and TRIB. go in.] Here, I find The empty walls worse than I left them, smoak'd A few crack'd pots and glasses, and a furnace The ceiling fill'd with poesies of the candle, And madam with a dildo writ o'the walls: Only one gentlewoman, I met here, That is within, that said she was a widow— Kas. Ay, that's my suster; I'll go thump her Where is she? [Goes in Love. And should have married a Spanish count, but he, When he came to't, neglected her so grossly, Could prime his powder, and give fire, and hit, | That have the seal? were not the shillings num. All in a twinkling! Re-enter MAMMON. Mam. The whole nest are filed! Love. What sort of birds were they? Or thievish daws, sir, that have pick'd my purse Beside my first materials; and my goods, Love. Think you so, sir? Mam. Ay. [left, ber'd, Love. Mine earnest vehement botcher, Tri. Be patient, Ananias. And will stand up, well girt, against an host Love. By order of law, sir, but not otherwise. That threaten Gad in exile. Mam. Not mine own stuff! Love. Sir, I can take no knowledge By me, in troth; upon these terms, they are I cannot tell-It may be they should - What Love. What a great loss in hope have you Mam. Not I, the common-wealth has. [Surly, Sur. Must I needs cheat myself, Re-enter ANANIAS and TRIBULATION. [Go, Love. For what, my zealous friends? Love. What is that portion? [eous Ana. The goods sometimes the orphan's, that The knight sir Mammon claims? Ana. I do defy The wicked Mammon, so do all the brethren, Thou profane man! I ask thee with what con science Thou canst advance that idol against us, Love. I shall send you To Amsterdam, to your cellar. Ana. I will pray there, Against thy house: may dogs defile thy walls, Enter DRUGGER. Love. Another too? [Exit DRUG. Face. No, this was Abel Drugger. Good sir, go, [To the Parson. And of the captain, tell him, at Yarmouth, or [Exit Parson. If you can get off the angry child, now, sir Enter KASTRIL, dragging in his sister. Kas. Anon! As sound as you; and I'm aforehand with you. This is a fine old boy as e'er I saw ! [proceed, Love. What, do you change your copy now? Here stands my dove: stoop at her, if you dare. Kas. 'Slight, I must love him! I cannot choose, i'faith, An I should be hang'd for't! Suster, I protest, Love. O, do you so, sir? Kas. Yes, an thou canst take tobacco and I'll give her five hundred pound more to he Love. Fill a pipe full, Jeremy. [marriage Face. Yes; but go in and take it, sir. Love. We will I will be ruled by thee in anything, Jeremy. Kas. 'Slight, thou art not hide-bound, thou art a jovy boy! Come, let us in, I pray thee, and take our whiffs. Love. Whiff in with your sister, brother boy. [Exeunt KAS. and Dame P.] That master That had received such happiness by a servant, In such a widow, and with so much wealth, Were very ungrateful, if he would not be A little indulgent to that servant's wit, [strain And help his fortune, though with some small Of his own candor. [advancing.]-Therefore, gentlemen, And kind spectators, if I have outstript An old man's gravity, or strict canon, think | What a young wife and a good brain may do; Stretch age's truth sometimes, and crack it too. Speak for thyself, knave. Face. So I will, sir. [advancing to the front of the stage.] Gentlemen, My part a little fell in this last scene, [Exeunt CATILINE HIS CONSPIRACY. TO THE GREAT EXAMPLE OF HONOR AND VIRTUE, THE MOST NOBLE MY LORD,-In so thick and dark an ignorance, as now almost covers the age, 1 crave leave to stand near your light, and by that to be read. Posterity may pay your benefit the honor and thanks, when it shall know, that you dare, in hese jig-given times, to countenance a legitimate Poem. I call it so, against all noise of opinion; from whose crude and airy reports, I appeal to the great and singular faculty of judgment in your lordship, able to vindicate truth from error. It is the first, of this race, that ever I dedicated to any person; and had I not thought it the best, it should have been taught a less ambition. Now it approacheth your censure cheerfully, and with the same assurance that innocency would appear before a magistrate. Your lordship's most faithful honorer, BEN JONSON TO THE READER IN ORDINARY. THE muses forbid that I should restrain your meddling, whom I see already busy with the title, and tricking over the leaves; it is your own. I departed with my right, when I let it first abroad; and now, so secure an interpreter I am of my chance, that neither praise nor dispraise from you can affect me. Though you cominend the two first acts, with the people, because they are the worst; and dislike the oration of Cicero, in regard you read some pieces of it at school, and understand them not yet: I shall find the way to forgive you. Be any thing you will be at your own charge Would I had deserved but half so well of it in translation, as that ought to deserve of you in judgment, if you have any. I know you will pretend, whosoever you are, to have that, and more: but all pretensions are not just claims. The commendation of good things may fall within a many, the approbation but in a few; for the most command out of affection, self-tickling, an easiness, or imitation: but men judge only out of knowledge. That is the trying faculty: and to those works that will bear a judge, nothing is more dangerous than a foolish praise. You will say, I shall not havə yours therefore but rather the contrary, all vexation of censure. If I were not above such molestations now, I had great cause to think unworthily of my studies, or they had so of me. But I leave you to your exercise. Begin. TO THE READER EXTRAORDINARY. You I would understand to be the sette: man, though places in court go otherwise; to you I submit myself and work. Farewell. BEN JONSON. SCENE I. SCENE, PARTLY AT ROME, AND PARTLY IN FESULE. ACT I. A Room in CATILINE'S House. The Ghost of SYLLA rises. Dost thou not feel me, Rome? not yet! is night Of thee and thine? Shake not the frighted heads Less threatening than an earthquake, the quick falls | Or like a pestilence that should display |