That from a private wanton, thou proclaim'st thyself A baggage for all gamesters, lords or gentlemen, Strangers, or home-spun yeomen, foot-posts, pages, Roarers, or hangmen? hey-dey! set up shop, And then cry "a market open; to't, and welcome!" Ler. This is my husband. Ben. Husband natural, I have married her; and— what's your verdict on the match, signor? Mart. Husband, and married her! Lev. Indeed, 'tis truth. Mart. A proper joining! give ye joy, great mistress; Your fortunes are advanced, marry are they. What jointure is assured, pray? some three thousand A-year in oaths and vermin? fair preferment! Was ever such a tatter'd rag of man's flesh, Patch'd up for copesmate to my niece's daughter! Lev. Sir, for my mother's name, forbear this anger; If I have yoked myself beneath your wishes, Will live as truly chaste unto his bosom, Mart. A sweet couple! Ben. We are so for mine own part, however my outside appear ungay, appear ungay, I have wrestled with Talk'd in much fury, parted; when as soon Adur. My commission on mine error;" All memory, not to this one fault alone, This repetition the report of fear, Of falsehood, or imposture, let him tell me, The injury, and man to man;-or, if Such justice may prove doubtful, two to two, Aur. Who can you think I am? did you expect Of rigour, Auria, by my strict self-penance, Aur. Sure, Italians hardly Admit dispute in questions of this nature; Adur. I find my absolution, By vows of change from all ignoble practice. Aur. What follow'd? Adur. My commission on mine error.] This drama is so carelessly printed, as almost to justify the suspicion of an error whenever the text, as in the present instance, appears singularly involved, and obscure: commission, (which is not readily explicable,) has here, perhaps, if we may judge from Adurni's two next speeches, usurped the place of contrition. Mart. Ah, thou-but what? I know not how to call thee: Fain would I smother grief, [but] out it must; Lev. With pardon, Let me restrain your sorrows. Mart. 'Tis impossible; Despair of rising up to honest fame Turns all the courses wild, and this last action Lev. Yes, And herein every hope is brought to life, more Wedded Benatzi, my divorced husband. Mart. Benatzi! this the man? Lev. No odd disguise Could guard him from discovery; 'tis he, 8 Let me restrain your sorrows.] The quarto reads retain. There is something very extraordinary in the construction of this part of the plot. But see page 353. And will redeem the stains of a foul name, Mart. Force of passion Shows me a child again. Do, Levidolche, Lev. Join with me, sir; Our plot requires much speed; we must be earnest. I'll tell you what conditions threaten danger, Unless you intermediate; let us hasten, For fear we come too late. Mart. As thou intendest A virtuous honesty, I am thy second Lev. Let's slack no time, sir. [Exeunt. SCENE II. An Apartment in TRELCATIO's House. Enter TRELCATIO, MALFATO, SPINELLA, and CASTANNA. Trel. Kinsman and ladies, have a little patience. All will be as you wish: I'll be your warrant, Fear nothing; Auria is a noble fellow. [Exit. Mal. Courage! they who have no hearts, Inhabit here. Like strangers, we shall wait Spin. Gentle sir, Confine your passion; my attendance only Cast. Now, for Heaven's sake, sister!— He comes, your husband comes; take comfort, sister. Enter AURIA and AURELIO. Aur. Malfato! Mal. Auria! Aur. Cousin, would mine arms, In their embraces, might at once deliver Hath pleas'd to show: if ought of my endeavours The means and practice. Mal. Tis your charity. |