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Thus with one baffling and disarming him I shall secure my Mistresse and get the reputation of a fighting Cavallier, which may save me many a knock hereafter among men of strong faith that shall heare how much honour I have elsewhere taken upon the ticket. Enter Captaine and Underwit. Un. Stand right to your files, make even your rankes, silence! Front to the right hand. As you were.

This anonymous Comedy is printed, for the first time, from Harl. MS. 7,650, a small quarto of eighty-nine leaves. There is no title-page to the MS. An editor with plenty of leisure on his hands would find ample opportunities in Captain Underwit for discursive comment.

That will stay his stomach, indeed, but Claret is your only binder. Foo. Sack, while you live, after a heat, Sir. Tho. Please you, my friend, ile shew you the way to be drunke. Ri. To my loving Daughter. May not this be a trick? Enter Underwit. Captaine, gather you the sence of that Letter while I peruse this. You know Mistress Dorothy. Un.

I do not like this stratageme; Sir Francis Must not heere practise his Court tricks; I wo'not Enter Surgeon. Trust my wives surgerie. Hee's come. How ist, Noble Sir Francis? Enter Underwit, Dorothy, Captaine, Thomas. Un. Madam and gentlemen, Mistris Dorothy wo'not acknowledge she is a knight's daughter; she sweares she knows no Littleland. Do.

Boy. No, Captaine, I say white wine at the Divell. Cap. That's true; thats a good Boy, indeed. Underwit, lend mee a Peice to give these harmonious men there. And now begon, my Masters, without noise, for I will have no more fiddle-faddle for my money, no tunes of supererrogation after the Musicall Bill is paid. Enter Thomas. Tho.

My Cloake and sword, Drawer. Tho. Tis here, sir. Cou. Thou art a pretty fellow; here's half a Crowne, say I am gone Thomas. Tho. You are pretty well. Enter Captaine and Underwit. Un. What shalls doe with him; this Engine burnes like Etna. Cap. Throw him into the River. Un. Hee's able to mull the Thames well, for my owne part would Mistresse Dorothy were here to open her files. Cou.

Sir Richard Huntlove, who longs to be among his own tenants and eat his own beef in the country; his lady, who loves the pleasures of the town, balls in the Strand, and masques; Device, the fantastic gallant, these are well-known figures in Shirley's plays. No other playwright of that day could have given us such exquisite poetry as we find in Captain Underwit.

He desires presentlie To speake with you at his lodging. Cou. Ile attend him. Enter Captaine Underwit and Thomas. Un. And hast thou been carefull of all those things I gave charge to be provided? Tho. There is a note of the particulars. Un. Tis very well done, Thomas. Let me see: Imprimis Tho. The Captaine wonot faile to be w'ee, sir.

But language is to narrow to expresse What I expect, tis fitt my soule retire Till she present her selfe; and, if it can Measure my hop'd for ioyes with thought, prepare To entertaine the happines. Sir Richard and his Lady abed. Enter Dorothy with a Light. Do. I have set already my designe a moveing To take my Captaine Underwit, who in wine Was late more feirie upon me.

The briskness, too, and cleverness of the dialogue closely recall Shirley; but it must be owned that there are few plays of Shirley's written with such freedom, not to say grossness. Act the First. Enter Captaine Underwit and his man Thomas. Un. Come, my man Thomas, and my fathers old man Thomas; reioyce, I say, and triumph: thy Master is honourable. Tho. Then wee are all made. Un.