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Love better than I have done, since she touch'd it, «« Go" said she “ to my lord, (and to go to him 6. Is such a happiness I must not hope for) 6. And tell him that he too much priz'd a trifle • Made only worthy in his love, and her « Thankful acceptance, for her sake to rob « The orphan kingdom of such guardians, as • Must of necessity descend from him; “ And therefore in some part of recompence « Of his much love, and to shew to the world 6. That 'twas not her fault only, but her fate, " That did deny to let her be the rnother “ Of such most certain blessings : yet for proof, “ She did not envy her, that happy her, “ That is appointed to them; her quick end “ Should make way for her:" which no sooner spoke, But in a moment this too ready engine Made such a battery in the choicest castle Thət ever Nature made to defend life, That straight it shook and sunk.

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WIT WITHOUT MONEY. A COMEDY. BY JOHN

FLETCHER.

INE's Uncle. Me to live by his Wits maded to keep

The humour of a Gallant who will not be persuaded to keep

his Lands, but chuses to live by his Wits rather. VALENTINE's Uncle. Merchant, who has his Mortgage. Mer. When saw you Valentine?

Unc. Not since the horse race.
He's taken up with those that woo the widow.

Mer. How can he live by snatches from such people ? He bore a worthy mind.

Unc. Alas, he's sunk,
His means are gone, he wants; and, which is worse,
Takes a delight in doing so.

Mer. That's strange,

Unc. Runs lunatic if you but talk of states;
He can't be brought (now he has spent his own)
To think there is inheritance, or means,
But all a common riches; all men bound
To be his bailiffs.

Mer. This is something dangerous.

Unc. No gentleman, that has estate, to use it In keeping house or followers : for those ways He cries against for eating sins, dull surfeits, Cramming of serving-men, mustering of beggars, Maintaining hospitals for kites and curs, Grounding their fat faiths upon old country proverbs, . God bless the founders :" these he would have ventur'd

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Into more manly uses, wit and carriage;
And never thinks of state or means, the ground-works :-
Holding it monstrous, men should feed their bodies,
And starve their understandings.

Valentine joins them.
Val. Now to your business, uncle.
Unc. To your state then.

Val. 'Tis gone, and I am glad on't, name't no more, 'Tis that I pray against, and heaven has heard me; I tell you, sir, I am more fearful of it, (I mean, of thinking of more lands or livings) Than sickly men are o' travelling o’Sundays, For being quell'd with carriers; out upon't; Caveat emptor; let the fool out-sweat it, That thinks he has got a catch on't.

Unc. This is madness,
To be a wilful beggar.

Val. I am mad then,
And so I mean to be; will that content you?
How bravely now I live ! how jocund!
How near the firsť inheritance! without fears !
How free from title troubles !

Unc. And from means too! .

Val. Means Why, all good men's my means; my wit's my plough ; The town's my stock, tavern's my standing-house, (And all the world know, there's no want:) all gentlemen That love society, love me; all purses That wit and pleasure opens, are my tenants ; Every man's clothes fit me; the next fair lodging Is but my next remove; and when I please To be more eminent, and take the air, A piece is levied, and a coach prepar’d, And I go I care not whither: what need state here? Unc. But say these means were honest, will they last,

sir? Val. Far longer than your jerkin, and wear fáirer.

Your

!

Your mind's enclos'd, nothing lies open nobly;
Your very thoughts are hinds, that work on nothing
But daily sweat and trouble : were my way
So full of dirt as this ('tis true) I'd shift it.
Are my acquaintance Grasiers? But, sir, know;
No man that I'm allied to in my living,
But makes it equal whether his own use
Or my necessity pull first; nor is this forc'd,
But the meer quality and poisure of goodness.
And do you think I venture nothing equal ?

Unc. You pose me, cousin.

Val. What's my knowledge, uncle ? Is't not worth money? what's my understanding? Travel ? reading? wit? all these digested? my daily Making men, some to speak, that too much flegm Had froz'n up; some, that spoke too much, to hold Their peace, and put their tongues to pensions ; some To wear their cloaths, and some to keep'em : these Are nothing, uncle? besides these ways, to teach The way of nature, a manly love, community To all that are deservers, not examining How much or what's done for them; it is wicked. Are not these ways as honest, as persecuting The starv'd inheritance with musty corn, The very rats were fain to run away from? Or selling rotten wood by the pound, like spices, Which gentlemen do after burn by the ounces? Do not I know your way of feeding beasts With grains, and windy stuff, to blow up butchers?. Your racking pastures, that have eaten up As many singing shepherds, and their issues, As Andaluzia breeds? These are authentic. I tell you, sir, I would not change way with you;. Unless it were, to sell your state that hour, And (if'twere possible) to spend it then too; For all your beans in Rumnillo : now you know me. Tol

101 The wit of Fletcher is excellent like his serious scenes : but there is something strained and far fetched in both. He is too mis

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THE TWO NOBLE KINSMEN. A TRAGEDY. BY

JOHN FLETCHER.T02

Three Queens, whose Lords were slain and their bodies denied burial by Creon the cruel King of Thebes, seek redress from Theseus, Duke of Athens, on the day of his marriage with Hippolita, Queen of the Amazons. The first Queen falls down at the feet of Theseus; the second at the feet of Hippolita, his bride; and the third implores the mediation of Emilia, his Sister.

Ist. Qu. to Thes. For pity's sake, and true gentility, Hear and respect me.

2d. Qu. to Hip. For your mother's sake,
And as you wish your womb may thrive with fair ones,
Hear and respect me.
3d. Qu. 'to Emil. Now for the love of him whom Jove

hath mark'd
The honour of your bed, and for the sake
Of clear virginity, be advocate
For us and our distresses : this good deed
Shall raze you out of the book of trespasses
All you are set down there.

Thes. Sad lady, rise.
Hip. Stand up.
Emil. No knees to me.

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trustful of Nature ; he always goes a little on one side of her. Shakspeare chose her without a reserve: and had riches, power, under-, standing, and long life, with her, for a dowry.

102 Fletcher is said to have been assisted in this Play by Shakspeare.

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