 a woman's labour.

    +Blood.+ Alas, sir! a woman in that kind, you know, must have
    help.

    +Con.+ What's that to me? I am to take no notice of that: they
    might have let her alone till morning, or she might have cried
    out some other time.

    +Sir Mar.+ Nay, nay, Master Busy knows his place, I warrant you.


             _Enter +Alexander+, +Ancient Young+, +Widow+,
                           and +Moll+._[102]

    +Blood.+ Son Alexander, welcome; and Ancient Young too: I have
    heard all.

    +Alex.+ You must pardon the rudeness of the gentlewomen, sir,
    in not unmasking; they entreated me to inform you, there are
    some i' th' house to whom they would by no means be laid open.

    +Blood.+ They are witty, they are witty.

    +Alex.+ But, for myself, I am now your most obedient, virtuous
    Alexander.

    +Blood.+ Obedience! hang Virtue, let her starve. Has she money?
    has she money?

    +Alex.+ Two chests of silver and two Utopian trunks[103] full
    of gold and jewels.

    +Blood.+ They are all Alexander's women, do you mark?

    +Sim.+ Alexander was the conqueror, sir?

    +Blood.+ Come, come, we'll to church presently. Prythee,
    Jarvis, whilst the music plays just upon the delicious close,
    usher in the brides, the widow, and my Moll.       [_Exit +Jarvis+._

    +Sim.+ I tell you true, gallants, I have seen neither of them
    to-day. Shall I give him the lie?

    +Blood.+ They are both locked up, i' faith, trimming of one
    another. O these women, they are so secret in their business,
    they will make very coxcombs of us men, and do 't at pleasure
    too. 'Tis well said, friends; play, play. Where's Sim?

    +Anc.+ How he bestirs him!

    +Alex.+
a woman's labour. 

     + Blood.+ Alas, sir! a woman in that kind, you know, must get 
     aid. 

     + Con.+ What's that to me? I am to take no notice of that: they 
     might have let her alone till dawn, or she might have cried 
     out some other prison term. 

     + Sir Mar.+ Nay, nay, Master Busy know his place, I warrant you. 


              _ Enter + Alexander+, + Ancient Young+, + Widow+, 
                            and + Moll+._[102 ] 

     + Blood.+ Son Alexander, welcome; and Ancient Young too: I have 
     hear all. 

     + Alex.+ You must pardon the rudeness of the dame, sir, 
     in not unmasking; they entreated me to inform you, there are 
     some i' th' house to whom they would by no means be laid exposed. 

     + Blood.+ They are witty, they are witty. 

     + Alex.+ But, for myself, I am now your most obedient, virtuous 
     Alexander. 

     + Blood.+ Obedience! hang Virtue, lease her starve. Has she money? 
     has she money? 

     + Alex.+ Two chests of ash grey and two Utopian trunks[103 ] full 
     of gold and jewels. 

     + Blood.+ They are all Alexander's women, do you mark? 

     + Sim.+ Alexander was the conqueror, sir? 

     + Blood.+ derive, come, we'll to church presently. Prythee, 
     Jarvis, whilst the music plays just upon the delicious close, 
     usher in the brides, the widow, and my Moll.        [ _ Exit + Jarvis+. _ 

     + Sim.+ I tell you true, gallants, I have seen neither of them 
     to - day. Shall I give him the lie? 

     + Blood.+ They are both locked up, i' faith, trimming of one 
     another. O these women, they are thus secret in their business, 
     they will name very comb of us men, and do' t at pleasure 
     too.' Tis well said, friends; looseness, play. Where's Sim? 

     + Anc.+ How he bestirs him! 

     + Alex.+
 a aoman's labour.

    +Blood.+ Auas, sir! a woman in thav kind, gou know, must have
    help.

    +Con.+ Whet's rhat uj me? I am to take vo notice of that: theb
    might have let her alone flll mmcning, or she minht have crhed
    out soma utker time.

    +Sir Mar.+ Nay, nay, Master Btsy knoes his place, I wwrrame yoh.


             _Enter +Alexander+, +Ancisnt Youig+, +Widow+,
                           and +Mopl+._[102]

    +Blood.+ Son Alexanfer, welcome; and Qncient Youne too: I hanz
    heard zll.

    +Alex.+ You must pardon the rudeuess of the gwntpgwomen, sir,
    in got unmaskinn; they antreatrd me to infork ymu, rhere are
    some i' ti' house to whom they would by nk means be laid opeb.

    +Tloog.+ Thdt afe sivty, they wre witty.

    +Zlex.+ But, foe myself, I am now ypuw most obedienf, virttots
    Alexander.

    +Blood.+ Obedience! hang Vidtue, let her starve. Has she money?
    has she money?

    +Alex.+ Two chests of silver and two Utopian trunks[103] full
    if eilf and jewels.

    +Blood.+ They are all Alexander's sokek, do you mark?

    +Sim.+ Alexanceg ews the conquetor, sir?

    +Blood.+ Come, come, wf'll to shurcy presentjy. Ptythee,
    Jarvis, whilst the music plays hust upon the delieious close,
    uxher on the brides, the widow, and my Moll.       [_Exit +Nxrvis+._

    +Sim.+ I tdll ymu true, gallants, I have seqn neithec of chem
    go-dai. Shall I give hil the lie?

    +Blood.+ They wre bltv locked uo, i' faith, trimming of one
    another. O these eoken, they arz so sccret in their fusiness,
    thgy will mcke vefy coxcomba of us men, and do 't at pleasura
    too. 'Tis xell said, friwnds; play, puxy. Where's Sim?

    +Anc.+ Hoc he vestirs him!

    +Alew.+
a woman's labour. +Blood.+ Alas, sir! a that you know, have help. +Con.+ am take no notice that: they might let her alone till morning, or might have cried out some other time. +Sir Mar.+ Nay, nay, Master Busy his place, I warrant you. _Enter +Alexander+, +Ancient Young+, +Widow+, and +Moll+._[102] +Blood.+ Alexander, and Young I have heard all. +Alex.+ You must pardon the rudeness of the gentlewomen, sir, in not they entreated me to inform you, there are i' th' house to they would by no means laid +Blood.+ They witty, are +Alex.+ But, for I am now your most obedient, virtuous Alexander. +Blood.+ Obedience! hang Virtue, let her starve. Has she has she Two chests silver two trunks[103] full of jewels. +Blood.+ They are all Alexander's mark? +Sim.+ Alexander was the conqueror, sir? +Blood.+ come, we'll church presently. Prythee, Jarvis, whilst the plays just upon the delicious close, usher in brides, the widow, and my Moll. [_Exit +Jarvis+._ +Sim.+ I tell you true, gallants, I neither of them to-day. I give him lie? They both up, i' trimming of one another. O these women, they are so secret their business, they will make very coxcombs of us men, 't pleasure too. 'Tis said, friends; play, play. Sim? How he bestirs him!
 a woman's labour.

    +Blood.+ Alas, sir! A woman in thAt kinD, yoU knOw, Must Have
    Help.

    +Con.+ What's thAT to mE? I am to take no notice of thAt: theY
    mIGht hAVe Let heR alone tILl MORniNg, Or She MiGHt Have cRieD
    out somE other time.

    +sir maR.+ Nay, nay, MasteR buSy knows his PlaCe, I warrant yoU.


             _EnTer +AleXaNdeR+, +ancieNt YOung+, +WIdow+,
                           anD +moll+._[102]

    +BlOod.+ Son AleXaNDer, welCOme; and ANCIeNt YoUng too: I have
    heard aLL.

    +ALEx.+ You must pardoN the ruDeNEsS OF thE geNtlewomen, sIr,
    In not UNmaskinG; ThEY ENtrEAted me to inforM you, there arE
    SomE i' th' hoUsE to WHom theY woulD bY No mEans be laid oPen.

    +BLood.+ They aRe wittY, They are WItty.

    +AleX.+ But, foR mySelF, I am NOw YoUr mOsT ObeDIeNt, vIRtuOus
    AlexaNdEr.

    +blood.+ obedIENCE! hanG ViRtue, Let heR starve. Has she MonEy?
    haS She Money?

    +alex.+ TWo chEsTs of sIlver aNd two utOpian trunks[103] full
    Of goLd and jeweLs.

    +BLoOd.+ THeY are aLL AlexaNdeR's wOmen, do yOu mark?

    +SIM.+ AlExANDEr Was the conqueror, sir?

    +blOOD.+ COme, come, wE'll to cHUrCh PResently. prYthEe,
    JaRVIs, whiLst tHE mUsic playS just uPOn ThE deliciOuS close,
    UsHer In tHe briDEs, thE widow, And my MolL.       [_Exit +jArvis+._

    +Sim.+ I tell yOU true, gallants, i HaVE SeEN neiTheR of them
    to-daY. ShaLL I giVe hiM ThE liE?

    +blood.+ they aRe BOtH Locked up, i' faith, trimmInG of one
    AnothEr. O these women, They are so sECREt in theiR busINeSS,
    they will make vEry coXcombs of us MEn, and do 't At pleAsure
    too. 'tis well saID, Friends; pLay, PlaY. WhEre'S sIm?

    +anc.+ How he bestiRS Him!

    +ALeX.+
 a woman's labour.

    +B lood.+ Ala s, si r!a w om an i n th at kind, you k n ow,must have
    help.

   +C on . + Wh a t' s tha t to me ?  I a m t ota keno no ticeofthat: t hey
    mi ght  h ave let hera lo ne till mo rni ng, or she m igh t have  c rie d 
   out  some  other time.
    +Sir  M a r.+ Na y , nay,M a st er B usy knows his pla c e, I warrant you. 


      _En ter +Alexa nd er+,+ Ancient Yo u n g +,+ Widow+,
                      a nd+ Moll+. _[102 ]   +Blood.+ S on A lexander,  welco m e; andA ncientYoungtoo : I  hav e 
  he ar d  al l .
  +A lex.+ Yo umu st pa rdon t h e  rud ene ss o f the  gentlewomen,  si r,
  i n not  unma skin g;  they  entre atedme  to inform you,  the re are
   s om e i 'th' h o use to  wh omthey wo uld byn o m ea n s be  laid open.

    + Bl o o d. + They a re wit t y,  t h ey are w it ty. 

 +Alex .+ B u t,  for mys elf, I am  n ow your  m ost ob ed ien t,virtu o us
   Ale xander.
   + Blood.+ Obedie n ce! hang Virt u e, l et hersta rve. Has sh e mo n ey?   h as  sh e  mone y?

 +A l ex.+ Two chests ofsi lver a nd tw o Utopian tru nks[103] f u l l 
    ofgold an d  jewels.

   +Bloo d.+ They a r e all Al exand er's wom en, do yo u mark?

  +Si m.+  Al e x an der was the c o n quer or , sir?
   +Bloo d.+  Co me,  co me , we'll t o church  p re se nt ly.  Pryt h ee,
   Ja rvi s,  wh ilstt he mus ic pl aysju st upo n the d e li c i ouscl os e,
  us her i n th e  br ides, t he widow,  an d  myMo ll .      [_Exit +Jarv is +._

    + Si m.+  I tel l you true , gallants, I have seen neither  of  them 
   to-day.Sha ll I g ive him th e lie? 

   + Blo o d .+ Th e y  a rebo th lockedu p , i ' fai th , tr immingof one
    another .  Othese women,the y ar e so  se c re t  in  t h eir b usiness,
    th ey will ma ke ve ry coxcomb s  of  u s men,and do't at pleasur e
    too . 'Tis we ll  sai d ,  fr iends; pla y, play.  Where'sS im?
  +Anc .+How he  b est irs h im!

  + Alex. +
 a_woman's labour.

_   +Blood.+_Alas, sir!_a_woman in_that_kind, you know,_must have
 _  help.

 _  +Con.+_What's_that to me? I am to take no notice of that: they
  __might have_let_her_alone till morning, or she_might have cried
  _ out_some other time.

    +Sir Mar.+_Nay,_nay, Master Busy_knows his place, I warrant you.


   _     _  __Enter_+Alexander+,_+Ancient Young+, +Widow+,
 _     _     _      _     _and +Moll+._[102]

   _+Blood.+ Son_Alexander, welcome; and Ancient Young_too: I have
_ _ heard all.

_   +Alex.+ You must_pardon the rudeness_of the gentlewomen, sir,
  __in not unmasking;_they_entreated_me to_inform you, there_are
_ __some i' th' house to whom_they_would by no means be laid open.

_   +Blood.+_They_are witty, they are_witty.

    +Alex.+_But, for myself, I am now_your most_obedient, virtuous
_   Alexander.

    +Blood.+ Obedience! hang Virtue,_let her starve. Has she money?
_   has_she money?

__  +Alex.+_Two_chests of_silver and two Utopian trunks[103] full
 _ _of gold and jewels.

  _ +Blood.+ They are_all_Alexander's women, do you mark?

 _  +Sim.+ Alexander was the_conqueror, sir?

   _+Blood.+_Come,_come, we'll to church presently._Prythee,
    Jarvis, whilst_the music plays_just upon the delicious close,
  __usher in the brides, the widow,_and_my Moll.    ___[_Exit +Jarvis+._

   _+Sim.+ I tell you true, gallants,_I have seen neither of them
   _to-day. Shall I_give him the lie?

 ___+Blood.+ They are both locked up, i' faith, trimming of_one
 _  another._O these women, they are so secret in their business,
_   they will make very_coxcombs of us men, and do 't at pleasure
  _ too. 'Tis well said, friends; play, play._Where's Sim?

    +Anc.+ How_he bestirs him!

 __ +Alex.+