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Plays distributed under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 4.0 International License. img: 1a sig: [N/A] img: 1b sig: A1r ln 0001 THE ln 0002 CHANGELING: ln 0003 As it was Acted (with great Applause) ln 0004 at the Privat house in DRURY=LANE, ln 0005 and Salisbury Court. ln 0006 Written by {THOMAS MIDLETON, ln 0007 and ln 0008 WILLIAM ROWLEY.} Gent’. ln 0009 Never Printed before. ln 0010 LONDON, ln 0011 Printed for HUMPHREY MOSELEY, and are to ln 0012 be sold at his shop at the sign of the PrincesArms ln 0013 in St. Pauls Churchyard, 1653. img: 2a sig: A1v ln 0001 Drammatis Personæ. ln 0002 Vermandero, Father to Beatrice. ln 0003 Tomazo de Piracquo, A Noble Lord. ln 0004 Alonzo de Piracquo, His brother, Suitor to Beatrice: ln 0005 Alsemero, A Nobleman, afterwards married to (Beatrice. ln 0006 Jasperino, His Friend. ln 0007 Alibius, A jealous Doctor. ln 0008 Lollio, His man. ln 0009 Pedro, Friend to Antonio. ln 0010 Antonio, The Changeling. ln 0011 Franciscus, The Counterfeit Madman. ln 0012 Deflores, Servant to Vermandero. ln 0013 Madmen, ln 0014 Servants. ln 0015 Beatrice, Daughter to Vermandero. ln 0016 Diaphanta, Her Waytingwoman. ln 0017 Isabella Wife to Alibius. ln 0018 The Scene Allegant. img: 2b sig: B1r wln 0001 The Changeling. wln 0002 ACTUS PRIMUS. wln 0003 Enter Alsemero. wln 0004 TWas in the Temple where I first beheld her, wln 0005 And now agen the same, what Omen yet wln 0006 Follows of that? None but imaginary, wln 0007 Why should my hopes or fate be timerous? wln 0008 The place is holy, so is my intent: wln 0009 I love her beauties to the holy purpose, wln 0010 And that (me thinks) admits comparison wln 0011 With mans first creation, the place blest wln 0012 And is his right home back (if he atchieve it.) wln 0013 The Church hath first begun our interview wln 0014 And that’s the place must joyn us into one, wln 0015 So there’s beginning and perfection too. wln 0016 Enter Jasperino. wln 0017 Jasp. O Sir, are you here? Come, the wind’s fair with you, wln 0018 Y’are like to have a swift and pleasant passage. wln 0019 Als. Sure y’are deceived friend, ’tis contrary wln 0020 In my best judgement. wln 0021 Jas. What for Malta? wln 0022 If you could buy a gale amongst the Witches, wln 0023 They could not serve you such a lucky penyworth B As img: 3a sig: B1v The Changeling. wln 0024 As comes a Gods Name. wln 0025 Als. Even now I observ’d wln 0026 The temples Vane to turn full in my face, wln 0027 I know ’tis against me. wln 0028 Jas. Against you? wln 0029 Then you know not where you are. wln 0030 Als. Not well indeed wln 0031 Jas. Are you not well sir? wln 0032 Als. Yes, Jasperino. wln 0033 Unless there be some hidden malady wln 0034 Within me, that I understand not. wln 0035 Jas. And that wln 0036 I begin to doubt sir, I never knew wln 0037 Your inclinations to travels at a pause wln 0038 With any cause to hinder it till now. wln 0039 Ashore you were wont to call your servants up, wln 0040 And help to trap your Horses for the speed. wln 0041 At sea I have seen you weigh the anchor with ’em, wln 0042 Hoyst sails for fear to lose the formost breath, wln 0043 Be in continuall prayers for fair winds, wln 0044 And have you chang’d your orizons? wln 0045 Als. No, friend, wln 0046 I keep [···] same church, same devotion. wln 0047 Jas. Lover I’m sure y’are none, the Stoick wln 0048 Was found in you long agoe, your mother wln 0049 Nor best friends, who have set snares of beauty, wln 0050 I and choyce ones too, could never trap you that way wln 0051 What might be the cause? wln 0052 Als. Lord, how violent, wln 0053 Thou art; I was but meditating of wln 0054 Somewhat I heard within the temple. wln 0055 Jas. Is this violence? ’tis but idleness wln 0056 Compar[*]d with your hast yesterday. wln 0057 Als. I’m all this while a going, man. Enter Servants. wln 0058 Jas. Backwards, I think, sir. Look your servants. wln 0059 1 Serv. The seamen call, shall we Boord your trunks? wln 0060 Als. No, not to day. wln 0061 Jas. Tis the criticall day, wln 0062 It seems, and the signe in Aquarius. wln 0063 2 Ser. We must not to sea to day, this smoke will bring forth fire. Als. img: 3b sig: B2r The Changeling. wln 0064 Als. Keep all on shore, I doe not know the end wln 0065 (Which needs I must do) of an affair in hand wln 0066 Ere I can go to sea. wln 0067 1 Serv. Well, your pleasure. (Serv. wln 0068 2 Ser. Let bim e’n take his leasure too, we are safer on land. Exeunt wln 0069 Enter Beatrice, Diaphanta, and Servants, Joannna. wln 0070 Jasp. How now! The Laws of the Medes are chang’d sure, salute wln 0071 a woman, he kisses too: wonderfull! where learnt he this? & does it wln 0072 perfectly too; in my conscience he nere rehearst it before. Nay, goe wln 0073 on, this will be stranger and better news at Valentia, then if he had wln 0074 ransom’d half Greece from the Turk. wln 0075 Bea. You are a Scholar, sir. wln 0076 Als. A weak one, Lady. wln 0077 Bea. Which of the Sciences is this love you speak of? wln 0078 Als. From your tongue I take it to be musick. wln 0079 Bea. You are skilfull in’t, can sing at first sight. wln 0080 Als. And I have shew’d you all my skil at once. wln 0081 I want more words to express me further. wln 0082 And must be forc’d to repetition: wln 0083 I love you dearly. wln 0084 Bea. Be better advis’d, sir: wln 0085 Our eyes are Centinels unto our judgements, wln 0086 And should give certain judgement what they see; wln 0087 But they are rash sometimes, and tell us wonders wln 0088 Of common things, which when our judgements find, wln 0089 They can then check the eyes, and cal them blind. wln 0090 Als. But I am further, Lady; yesterday wln 0091 Was mine eyes imployment, and hither now wln 0092 They brought my judgement, where are both agreed. wln 0093 Both Houses then consenting, ’tis agreed, wln 0094 Onely there wants the confirmation wln 0095 By the hand Royall, that’s your part, Lady. wln 0096 Bea. Oh there’s one above me, sir, for five dayes past wln 0097 To be recal’d; sure, mine eyes were mistaken, wln 0098 This was the man was meant me, that he should come wln 0099 So neer his time, and miss it. wln 0100 Jas. We might have come by the Carriers from Valentia, I see and wln 0101 sav’d all our seaprovision: we are at farthest sure, methinks I should wln 0102 doe something too, I meant to be a venturer in this voyage. Yonder’s wln 0103 another Vessell, I’le board her, if she be lawfull prize, down goes her wln 0104 topsail. B2 Enter img: 4a sig: B2v The Changeling. wln 0105 Enter Deflores. wln 0106 Def. Lady, your father. wln 0107 Bea. Is in health, I hope. wln 0108 Def. Your eye shall instantly instruct you, Lady. wln 0109 He’s coming hitherward. wln 0110 Bea. What needed then wln 0111 Your dutious preface? I had rather wln 0112 He had come unexpected, you must stall wln 0113 A good presence with unnecessary blabbing: wln 0114 And how welcome for your part you are, wln 0115 I’m sure you know. wln 0116 Def. Wilt never mend this scorn wln 0117 One side nor other? Must I be enjoyn’d wln 0118 To follow still whilst she flies from me? Well, wln 0119 Fates do your worst, I’le please my self with sight wln 0120 Of her, at all opportunities, wln 0121 If but to spite her anger, I know she had wln 0122 Rather see me dead then living, and yet wln 0123 She knows no cause for’t, but a peevish will. wln 0124 Als. You seem’d displeas’d Lady on the sudden. wln 0125 Bea. Your pardon Sir, ’tis my infirmity, wln 0126 Nor can I other reason render you, wln 0127 Then his or hers, or some particular thing wln 0128 They must abandon as a deadly poyson, wln 0129 Which to a thousand other tasts were wholsome, wln 0130 Such to mine eyes is that same fellow there, wln 0131 The same that report speaks of the Basilisk.