2004a'th'chamber, go toward him, do what you will with him,

2005he shall nere find you.

2007Pye. Hoe now, Captain? whose that justled me?

2008Cap. Justled you? I saw no body.

2009Edm. Ha, ha, ha,--------say 'twas a spirit.

2010Cap. Shall I?---may be some spirit that haunt the circle.

2011Pye. O my nose, agen, pray conjure then Captain.

2013Edm. Troth this is exlent, I may do any knavery now

2014and never be seen,--and now I remember me, Sir God-

2015frey my Uncle abus'd me tother day, and told tales of me

2016to my Mother---Troth now I'me invisible, I'le hit

2017him a sound wherrit a'th'ear, when he comes out a'th'gar-

2018den,---I may be reveng'd on him now finely.

2021Sir Godf. I have my Chain again, my Chain's found

2023O sweet Captain, O admirable Conjurer.

2024Oh, what mean you by that, Nephew?

2025Edm. Nephew? I hope you do not know me, Uncle?

2026Wid. Why did you strike your Uncle, Son?

2027Edm. Why Captain, am I not invisible?

2028Cap. A good jest, George,---not now you are not sir,

2029Why did you not see me, when I did uncharme you?

2030Edm. Not I, by my troth, Captain:

2031Then pray you pardon me, Uncle,

2032I thought I'de been invisible when I struck you.

2033Sir Godf. So, you would do't? go,---y'are a foolish boy,

2034And were I not ore-come with greater joy,

2035I'de make you taste correction.

2036Edm. Correction, push---no, neither you nor my

2037Mother, shall think to whip me as you have done.

2038Sir Godf. Captain, my joy is such, I know not how

2039to thank you, let me embrace you, O my sweet Chain,

2040gladnesse e'en makes me giddy, rare man: 'twas just i'th'

2041Rosemary bank, as if one should ha laid it there,----oh

2042cunning, cunning!

2043Wid. Well, seeing my fortune tells me I must marry;

2044let me marry a man of wit, a man of parts, here's a wor[-}

2045thy Captain, and 'tis a fine Title truly la to be a Cap-

2046tain's Wife, a Captain's Wife, it goes very finely, beside

2047all the world knows that a worthy Captain, is a fit Com-

2048panion to any Lord, then why not a sweet bed-fellow

2049for any Lady,---I'le have it so--------

2051Frail. O Mistris, Gentlemen, there's the bravest sight

2052coming along this way.

2053Wid. What brave sight?

2054Frail. Oh, one going to burying, and another going

2055to hanging.

2056Wid. A ruefull sight.

2057Pye. 'Sfoot Captain, I'le pawn my life the Corporal's

2058coffin'd, and old Skirmish the souldier going to execution,

2059and 'tis now about the time of his waking; hold out a

2060little longer sleepy potion, and we shall have exlent ad-

2061miration; for I'le take upon me the cure of him.

2064Frail. Oh here they come, here they come!

2065Pye. Now must I close secretly with the Souldier,

2066prevent his impatience, or else all's discovered.

2067Wid. O lamentable seeing, these were those Brothers,

2068that fought and bled before our door.

2069Sir Godf. What they were not, Sister?

2070Skirm. George, look to't, I'le peach at Tiburn else.

2071Pye. Mum,---Gentles all, vouchsafe me audience, and

2072you especially Master Sheriff:

2073Yon man is bound to execution,

2074Because he wounded this that now lies coffin'd?

2075Sher. True, true, he shall have the law,---and I know

2076the law.

2077Pye. But under favour, Master Sheriff, if this man had

2078been cured and safe agen, he should have been releas'd

2079then?

2080Sher. Why, make you question of that, Sir?

2081Pye. Then I release him freely, and will take upon me

2082the death that he should die, if within a little season, I do

2083not cure him to his proper health again.

2084Sher. How sir? recover a dead man?

2086Frank. Sweet sir, I love you dearly, and could wish

2087my best part yours,--oh do not undertake such an impos-

2088sible venture.

2089Pye. Love you me; then for your sweet sake I'le do't:

2090Let me entreat the corps to be set down.

2091Sher. Bearers set down the Coffin,---this is wonderfull,

2092and worthy Stoes Chronicle.

2093Pye. I pray bestow the freedome of the aire upon our

2094wholsome Art,---Masse his cheeks begin to receive natu-

2095ral warmth: nay good Corporal wake betime, or I shall

2096have a longer sleep then you,--'Sfoot if he should prove

2097dead indeed now, he were fully reveng'd upon me for

2098making a property on him, yet I had rather run upon

2099the Ropes, then have the Rope like a Tetter run upon me,

2100oh---he stirs---he stirs agen---look Gentlemen, he reco-

2101vers, he starts, he rises.

2102Sher. Oh, oh, defend us---out alas.

2103Pye. Nay pray be still; you'll make him more giddy

2104else,--he knows no body yet.

2105Cor. Zowns: where am I? cover'd with snow? I marvail?

2106Pye. Nay, I knew he would swear the first thing he

2107did, as soon as he came to life again.

2108Corp. 'Sfoot Hostesse---some hot porridge,---oh, oh,

2109lay on a dozen of Fagots in the Moon Parler, there.

2110Pye. Lady, you must needs take a little pitty of him

2111ifaith, and send him into your Kitchin fire.

2112Wid. Oh, with all my heart sir, Nicholas and Frail-

2113ty, help to bear him in.

2114Nic. Bear him in, quatha, pray call out the Maids, I

2115shall nere have the heart to do't indeed la.

2116Frail. Nor I neither, I cannot abide to handle a Ghost

2117of all men.

2118Cor. 'Sloud, let me see, where was I drunk last night, hah-->

2119Wid. Oh, shall I bid you once agen take him away.

2120Frai. Why, we're as fearfull as you I warrant you--oh--

2121Wid. Away villains, bid the maids make him a Caw-

2122dle presently to settle his brain--or a posset of Sack,

2124Sher. Sir, what so ere you are, I do more then admire

2125you.

2126Wid. O I, if you knew all, Master Sheriff, as you shall

2127do, you would say then, that here were two of the rarest

2128men within the walls of Christendome.

2129Sher. Two of 'em, O wonderfull: Officers I discharge

2130you, set him free, all's in tune.