A Select Collection of Old English Plays, Volume 14
General
A Select Collection of Old English Plays, Volume 14
English drama
GAL. By this it seems they were not rightly wed;
There was no justice in't: for if there had,
Should they break loose, they would be judged mad.
But now mine hour approacheth; I must pass
Down to that vault where late I lodged was.
Fix, Mephistophilus, this on that gate,
That those who knew me may collect my fate.
[MEPHISTOPHILUS _having fixed this inscription on the portal
of the gate, they descend_.
INSCRIPTION.
_The Astronomical Anatomy in a shadowed physnomy, recommended to
posterity, dissected and presented in the empirical ghost of
D. Nicholas Gallerius._----_Facilis descensus Averni._
_Enter_ WATCH _distraughtedly, letting fall their lanthorns_.
WATCH. Spirits, spirits, spirits!
_Enter_ CONSTABLE, _rubbing his eyes_.
CON. Where, where, where?
WATCH. Here, there, and everywhere;
Now in the porter's lodge, then in the air!
CON. A _foutre_ for such ranging mawkins! I'll tell you,
fellow-officers--for I have been since my weaning sufficiently
schooled in the office of a constable--that we have no
legislative power (do you mark me?) to commit any person, be he
never so notorious a delinquent, if he fly or (as our falconers
say) mount up into th' air. We are not bound to follow him,
neither to attach nor commit him. And why? says the law. Because
it is not in our power to catch him. But if he strut in the
street, you may command him to come before me the Constable, as I
am the representative body of the duke; or before yourselves,
being the representative body of your Constable; and if the
person so taken remain under safe custody, and he fly, if you
overtake him by speed of foot, or by help of the bellman's
mongrel, you may by the law of arms lay him by th' heels.
[_Dismiss the_ WATCH, _and exeunt_.
SCENE VII.
_Enter_ SIR AMADIN PUNY, SIR JASPER SIMPLETON, SIR ARTHUR
HEARTLESS, SIR GREGORY SHAPELESS, SIR TRISTRAM SHORTTOOL,
SIR REUBEN SCATTERGOOD.
SIR REU. Doubt nothing, my fellow-knights of Hornsey; the plot is
so neatly and nimbly laid as it cannot but hold stitch.
ALL. But be the favourites' suits got, Sir Reuben?
SIR REU. They are brought to our lodgings already. To try a
conclusion, I have most fortunately made their pages our 'coys by
the influence of a white powder, which has wrought so powerfully
on their tender pulse, as they have engaged themselves ours back
and edge. _Sunt munera vincula servis._
SIR TRIS. 'Tis true, but how shall we pursue this project, that
we may act to purpose what your ingenuity has contrived?
SIR REU. Leave that to me; be it your care to follow my
direction, and if I make not these haxters as hateful to our
hussies as ever they were to us who were their husbands, set me
up for a Jack-a-Lent or a Shrove-cock for every boy to throw at!
The net is spread, and if they 'scape the noose, they must have
more eyes than their own to discover it.
SIR AMA. Excellent, excellent! I long till I be at work.
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