Your grace here, and my coz, we are all soldiers,
And must do naturally for one another.

Duke. Are ye blank at this ?-Then I must tell ye, sir,

You've no command: now you may go at pleasure, And ride your ass troop.

Leon. All this not moves me,

Nor stirs my gall, nor alters my affections:
You have more furniture, more houses, lady,
And rich ones too; I will make bold with those:
And you have land i'th' Indies, as I take it,
Thither we'll go, and view awhile those climates,
Visit your factors there, that may betray ye :
'Tis done, we must go.

Mar. Now, thou'rt a brave gentleman,
And, by this sacred light, I love thee dearly.-
Harkye, sir,

The house is none of yours, I did but jest, sir,
You are no coz of mine, I beseech ye, vanish!
Your wife has once more fool'd ye :

Go and consider.

Leon. Good morrow, my sweet Mahound cousin; You are welcome, welcome all,

My cousin too, we are all soldiers,

And should naturally do for one another.

Per. By this hand, she dies for't,

Or any man that speaks for her.

[Exit PEREZ.

Mar. Let me request you stay but one poor month, You shall have a commission, and I'll go too, Give me but will so far.

Leon. Well, I will try ye

Good morrow to your grace, we've private business There lies your way-there.

;

[Exeunt,

ACT THE FIFTH.

SCENE I.

A Street.

Enter PEREZ.

Per. Had I but lungs enough to bawl sufficiently,
That all the queans in christendom might hear me,
That all men might run away from the contagion,
I had my wish: Wou'd it were made high treason,
Most infinitely high, for any man to marry;
I mean, for a man that would live handsomely,
And like a gentleman, in his wits and credit.
What torments shall I put her to?

Cut her in pieces? Every piece will live still,
And every morsel of her will do mischief.

They are so many lives, there's no hanging of 'em,
They are too light to drown, they are cork and fea-

thers;

To burn too cold, they live like salamanders;

Under huge heaps of stones to bury her,

And so depress her, as they did the giants?
She will move under more than built old Babel.
I must destroy her.

Enter CACAFOGO, with a Casket.

Caca. Be cozen'd by a thing of clouts, a she moth, That ev'ry silkman's shop breeds; to be cheated,

And of a thousand ducats, by a whim-wham!

Per. Who's that is cheated? speak again, thou vision!

But art thou cheated? Minister some comfort:
Tell me, I conjure thee.

Caca. Then keep thy circle,

For I'm a spirit wild that flies about thee,
And whosoe'er thou art, if thou beʼst human,
I'll let thee plainly know, I'm cheated damnably.
Per. Ha, ha, ha!

Caca. Dost thou laugh? Damnably, I say, most damnably.

Per. By whom, good spirit? speak, speak, ha, ha, ha!

Caca. I'll utter, laugh till thy lungs crack, by a rascal woman,

A lewd, abominable, and plain woman.

Dost thou laugh still?

Per. I must laugh-pr'ythee, pardon me, I shall laugh terribly.

Caca. I shall be angry,

Terribly angry. I have cause.

Per. That's it,

And 'tis no reason but thou should'st be angry,
Angry at heart, yet I must laugh still at thee.
By a woman cheated? art sure it was a woman?
Caca, I shall break thy head, my valour itches at
thee.

Per. It is no matter: by a woman cozen'd,
A real woman?

Caca. By a real devil.

Plague of her jewels and her copper chains,

How rank they smell.

Per. Sweet cozen'd sir, let's see them.

I have been cheated too, I would have you note that,
And lewdly cheated, by a woman also,

A scurvy woman, I am undone, sweet sir,
Therefore I must have leave to laugh.

Caca. Pray ye take it,

You are the merriest undone man in Europe :
What need we fiddles, bawdy songs, and sherry,
When our own miseries can make us merry?
Per. Ha, ha, ha!

I've seen the jewels; what a notable pennyworth
Have you had! you will not take, sir,

Some twenty ducats?

Caca. Thou'rt deceiv'd, I will take- -some ten, Some any thing, some half ten, half a ducat.

Per. An excellent lapidary set these stones, sure; D'ye mark their waters?

Caca. Quicksand choke their waters,

And hers that brought 'em too: but I shall find her. Per. And so shall I, I hope; but do not hurt her; You cannot find in all this kingdom,

A woman that can cozen you so neatly.

She has taken half mine anger off with this trick.

SCENE II.

[Exeunt.

A Chamber.

Enter LEON and MARGARITA.

Leon. Come, we'll away unto your country house, And there we'll learn to live contentedly; This place is full of charge, and full of hurry, No part of sweetness dwells about these cities. Mar. Whither you will, I wait upon your pleasure; Live in a hollow tree, sir, I'll live with ye.

Leon. Ay, now you strike a harmony, a true one, When your obedience waits upon your husband. Why, now I doat upon you, love you dearly,

And my rough nature falls like roaring streams,
Clearly and sweetly into your embraces.
Command you now, and ease me of that trouble;
I'll be as humble to you as a servant,

Bid whom you please, invite your noble friends,
They shall be welcome all;-now experience
Has link'd you fast unto the chain of goodness!]
[Clashing Swords. A Cry within," Down with
their Swords."]

What noise is this? what dismal cry?
Mar. 'Tis loud too:

Sure there's some mischief done i'th' street; look out
there.

Leon. Look out, and help!

Enter LORENZO.

Lor. O, sir, the Duke Medina

Leon. What of the Duke Medina?
Lor. Oh, sweet gentleman,

Is almost slain.

Mar. Away! away! and help him!

All the house help!

[Exeunt MARGARITA and Lorenzo.

Leon. How! slain ?-Why, Margarita !

Wife!-Sure some new device they have a-foot again,
Some trick upon my credit, I shall meet it;

I'd rather guide a ship imperial,

Alone, and in a storm, than rule one woman.

Enter MARGARITA, SANCHO, DUKE, and ALONZO.

Mar. How came you hurt, sir?

Duke. I fell out with my friend, the noble Co-
lonel.

My cause was naught, for 'twas against your honour:
And he that wrongs the innocent ne'er prospers.
For charity,