Mar. Why would she have me killed ?
Now, as I can remember, by my troth,
I never did her hurt in all my life;
I never spake bad word, nor did ill turn
To any living creature : believe me, la,
I never killed a mouse, nor hurt a fly;
I trod upon a worm against my will,
But I wept for it. How have I offended,
Wherein my death might yield her profit, or
My life imply her danger?

My commission
Is not to reason of the deed, but do it.

Mar. You will not do't for all the world, I hope. You are well-favored, and your looks foreshow You have a gentle heart. I saw you lately, When you caught hurt in parting two that fought. Good sooth, it showed well in you ; do so now. Your lady seeks my life ; come you between,

, And save poor me, the weaker. Leon.

I am sworn, And will despatch.

Enter Pirates, whilst Marina is struggling. 1 Pirate. Hold, villain ! [LEONINE runs away. 2 Pirate. A prize! a prize!

3 Pirate. Half-part, mates, half-part. Come, let's have her aboard suddenly.

[Exeunt Pirates with MARINA.

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Leon. These roving thieves serve the great pirate

Valdes ; ?

1 Old copy reads “roguing thieves." 2 The Spanish armada, perhaps, furnished this name. Don Pedro de Voldes was an admiral in that feet, and had the command of the great galleon of Andalusia. His ship being disabled, he was taken by sir Francis Drake, on the 22d of July, 1588, and sent to Dartmouth. This play was not written, we may conclude, till after that period. The making one of this Spaniard's ancestors a pirate, was probably relished by the audience in those days.

Let her go;

And they have seized Marina.
There's no hope she'll return. I'll swear she's dead,
And thrown into the sea.—But I'll see further ;
Perhaps they will but please themselves upon her,
Not carry her aboard. "If she remain,
Whom they have ravished, must by me be slain.


SCENE III. Mitylene. A Room in a Brothel.

Enter PANDER, Bawd, and Boult.
Pand. Boult.
Boult. Sir.

Pand. Search the market narrowly; Mitylene is full of gallants. We lost too much money this mart, by being too wenchless.

Bawd. We were never so much out of creatures. We have but poor three, and they can do no more than they can do; and with continual action are even as good as rotten.

Pand. Therefore, let's have fresh ones, whate’er we pay

for them. If there be not a conscience to be used in every trade, we shall never prosper.

Bawd. Thou say'st true ; 'tis not the bringing up of poor bastards, as I think I have brought up some cleven

Boult. Ay, to eleven, and brought them down again." But shall I search the market?

Bawd. What else, man? The stuff we have, a strong wind will blow it to pieces, they are so pitifully sodden.

Pand. Thou say'st true; they are too unwholesom, o'conscience. The poor Transilvanian is dead, that lay with the little baggage.

1 I have brought up (i. e. educated), says the bawd, some eleven. Yes, answers Boult, to eleven (i. e, as far as eleven years of age), and then brought them down again.

Boult. Ay, she quickly pooped him; she made him roast meat for worms :—but I'll go search the market.

[Exit Boult. Pand. Three or four thousand chequins were as pretty a proportion to live quietly, and so give over.

Băwd. Why to give over, I pray you? Is it a shame to get when we are old ?

Pand. O, our credit comes not in like the commodity; nor the commodity wages not with the danger;? therefore, if in our youths we could pick up some pretty estate, 'twere not amiss to keep our door hatched. Besides, the sore terms we stand upon with the gods, will be strong with us for giving over.

Bawd. Come, other sorts offend as well as we.

Pand. As well as we! ay, and better too; we offend worse. Neither is our profession any trade ; it's no calling.–But here comes Boult.

If you

Enter the Pirates, and Boult, dragging in Marina.

Boult. Come your ways. [To Marina.]—My masters, you say she's a virgin ?

1 Pirate. O sir, we doubt it not.

Boult. Master, I have gone thorough for this piece, you see.

like her, so; if not, I have lost my earnest.

Bawd. Boult, has she any qualities?

Boult. She has a good face, speaks well, and has excellent good clothes; there's no further necessity of qualities can make her be refused.

Bawd. What's her price, Boult ?

Boult. I cannot be bated one doit of a thousand pieces.

1 i. e. is not equal to it.

2 A hatch is a half-door, sometimes placed within a street-door, preventing access farther than the entry of a house. When the top of a hatch was guarded by a row of spikes, no person could reach over and undo its fastening, which was always withinside and near its bottom.

3 i. e. bid a high price for her.

Pand. Well, follow me, my masters; you shall have your money presently. Wife, take her in; instruct her what she has to do, that she may not be rawl in her entertainment.

[Exeunt PANDER and Pirates. Bawd. Boult, take you the marks of her; the color of her hair, complexion, height, age, with warrant of her virginity; and cry, He that will give most, shall have her first. Such a maidenhead were no cheap thing, if men were as they have been. Get this done as I command you. Boult. Performance shall follow.

[Exit Boult. Mar. Alack, that Leonine was so slack, so slow! (He should have struck, not spoke ;) or that these

(Not enough barbarous) had not overboard
Thrown me, to seek my mother!

Bawd. Why lament you, pretty one?
Mar. That I am pretty.
Bawd. Come, the gods have done their part in

you. Mar. I accuse them not.

Bawd. You are lit into my hands, where you are like to live.

Mar. The more my fault,
To 'scape his hands, where I was like to die.

Bawd. Ay, and you shall live in pleasure.
Mar. No.

Bawd. Yes, indeed, shall you, and taste gentlemen of all fashions. You shall fare well ; you shall have the difference of all complexions. What! do you stop

your ears?

Mar. Are you a woman?

Bawd. What would you have me be, an I be not a woman?

Mar. An honest woman, or not a woman.

Bawd. Marry, whip thee, gosling: I think I shall have something to do with you. Come, you are a young, foolish sapling, and must be bowed as I would Mar. The gods defend me!

have you.

1 i. e. unripe, unskilful.

Bawd. If it please the gods to defend you by men, then men must comfort you, men must feed you, men must stir you up.—Boult's returned.


Re-enter Boult.
Now, sir, hast thou cried her through the market?

Boult. I have cried her almost to the number of her hairs ; I have drawn her picture with my voice.

Bavd. And I pr’ythee tell me, how dost thou find the inclination of the people, especially of the younger

Boult. 'Faith, they listened to me, as they would have hearkened to their father's testament. There was a Spaniard's mouth so watered, that he went to bed to her very description.

Bawd. We shall have him here to-morrow with his best ruff on.

Boult. To-night, to-night. But, mistress, do you know the French knight that cowers' i' the hams?

Bawd. Who? Monsieur Veroles ?

Boult. Ay; he offered to cut a caper at the proclamation; but he made a groan at it, and swore he would see her to-morrow.

Bawd. Well, well; as for him, he brought his disease hither: here he does but repair it. I know he will come in our shadow, to scatter his crowns in the sun.

Boult. Well, if we had of every nation a traveller, we should lodge them with this sign.

Bawd. Pray you, come hither awhile. You have fortunes coming upon you. Mark me; you must seem

1 To cower is to sink or crouch down. 2 i. e, renovate it.

3 The allusion is to the French coin écus de soleil. The meaning is merely this, “ That the French knight will seek the shade of their house to scatter his money there."

4 “ If a traveller from every part of the globe were to assemble in Mitylene, they would all resort to this house, while we had such a sign to it as this virgin.”

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