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Authors: Ben Jonson
He may be forced to come, that your grave eyes
May bear strong witness of his strange impostures.
VOLTORE
: Upon my faith and credit with your virtues,
20Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â He is not able to endure the air.
2ND AVOCATORE
: Bring him, however.
3RD AVOCATORE
:Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â We will see him.
4TH AVOCATORE
:Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Fetch him.
[
Exeunt
OFFICERS.]
VOLTORE
: Your fatherhoods' fit Pleasures Be Obeyed,
But sure the sight will rather move your pities
Than indignation. May it please the court,
In the meantime he may be heard in me!
I know this place most void of prejudice,
And therefore crave it, since we have no reason
To fear our truth should hurt our cause.
3RD AVOCATORE
:Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Speak free.
VOLTORE
: Then know, Most Honoured Fathers, I Must now
30        Discover to your strangely abusèd ears
The most prodigious and most
frontless
piece
Of solid impudence, and treachery,
That ever vicious nature yet brought forth
To shame the state of Venice. This lewd woman,
[
Indicating
CELIA.]
That wants no artificial looks or tears
To help the visor she has now put on,
Hath long been known a close adulteress
To that lascivious youth, there;
[
Indicating
BONARIO
.]
               not suspected,
I say, but known, and taken, in the act,
40Â Â Â With him; and by this man, the easy husband,
    [
Indicating
CORVINO
.]
Pardoned; Whose timeless bounty makes him now
Stand here, the most unhappy, innocent person
That ever man's own goodness made accused.
For these, not knowing how to owe A gift
Of that dear grace but with their shame, being placed
So above all powers of their gratitude,
Began to hate the benefit, and in place
Of thanks, devise t'
extirp
the memory
Of such an act. Wherein, I pray your fatherhoods
50Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â To observe the malice, yea, the rage of creatures
Discovered in their evils; and what heart
Such take, even from their crimes. But that anon
Will more appear. This gentleman, the father,
        [
Indicating
CORBACCIO
.]
Hearing of this foul fact, with many others,
Which daily struck at his too tender ears,
And grieved in nothing more than that he could not
Preserve himself a parent (his son's ills
Growing to that strange flood) at last decreed
To disinherit him.
1ST AVOCATORE
: These be strange turns!
60Â Â Â Â
2ND AVOCATORE
: The young man's fame was ever fair and honest.
VOLTORE
: So much more full of danger is his vice,
That can beguile so under shade of virtue.
But as I said, my honoured sires, his father
Having this settled purpose (by what means
To him betrayed, we know not) and this day
Appointed for the deed, that parricide,
(I cannot style him better) by confederacy
Preparing this his paramour to be there,
Entered Volpone's house â who was the man,
70Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Your fatherhoods must understand, designed
For the inheritance â there sought his father.
But with what purpose sought he him, my lords?
I tremble to pronounce it, that a son
Unto a father, and to such a father,
Should have so foul, felonious intent:
It was to murder him! When, being prevented
By his more happy absence, what then did he?
Not check his wicked thoughts? No, now new deeds!
(Mischief doth ever end where it begins)
80Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â An act of horror, fathers! He dragged forth
The agèd gentleman, that had there lain bed-rid
Three years and more, out off his innocent couch,
Naked upon the floor, there left him; wounded
His servant in the face; and, with this strumpet,
The
stale
to his forged practice, who was glad
To be so active (I shall here desire
Your fatherhoods to note but my collections
As most remarkable) thought at once to stop
His father's ends, discredit his free choice
90Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â In the old gentleman, redeem themselves
By laying infamy upon this man,
To whom, with blushing, they should owe their lives.
1ST AVOCATORE
: What proofs have you of this?
BONARIO
:Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Most honoured fathers,
I humbly crave there be no credit given
To this man's mercenary tongue.
2ND AVOCATORE
:Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Forbear.
BONARIO
: His soul moves in his fee.
3RD AVOCATORE
:Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â O, sir!
BONARIO
:Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â This Fellow,
For six
sols
more would plead against his Maker.
1ST AVOCATORE: You do forget yourself.
VOLTORE
:Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Nay, nay, grave fathers,
Let him have scope. Can any man imagine
100Â Â Â Â Â Â That he will spare 's accuser, that would not
Have spared his parent?
1ST AVOCATORE
:Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Well, produce your proofs.
CELIA
: I would I could forget I were a creature!
VOLTORE
: Signor Corbaccio!
4TH AVOCATORE
:Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â What is he?
VOLTORE
:Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â The father.
2ND AVOCATORE
:Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Has he had an oath?
NOTARIO
:Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Yes.
CORBACCIO
:Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â What must I do now?
NOTARIO
: Your testimony's craved.
CORBACCIO
[
not hearing
]:Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Speak to the knave?
I'll ha' my mouth first stopped with earth. My heart
Abhors his knowledge. I disclaim in him.
1ST AVOCATORE
: But for what cause?
CORBACCIO
:Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â The
mere portent of nature
.
He is an utter stranger to my loins.
110Â
BONARIO
: Have they made you to this?
CORBACCIO
:Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â I will not hear thee,
Monster of men, swine, goat, wolf, parricide!
Speak not, thou viper.
BONARIO
:Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Sir, I will sit down,
And rather wish my innocence should suffer,
Than I resist the authority of a father.
VOLTORE
: Signor Corvino!
2ND AVOCATORE
:Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â This is strange.
1ST AVOCATORE
:Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Who's this?
NOTARIO
: The husband.
4TH AVOCATORE
: Is he sworn?
NOTARIO
:Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â He is.
3RD AVOCATORE
:Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Speak, then.
CORVINO
: This woman, please your fatherhoods, is a whore
Of most hot exercise, more than a
partridge
,
Upon recòrd â
1ST AVOCATORE
: No more.
CORVINO
:Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Neighs like a
jennet
.
NOTARIO
: Preserve the honour of the court.
120Â
CORVINO
:Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â I shall,
And modesty of your most reverend ears.
And, yet, I hope that I may say these eyes
Have seen her glued unto that piece of cedar,
That fine, well-timbered gallant; and that here
[
Indicating his brow
.]
The letters may be read, thorough the horn,
That make the story perfect.
MOSCA
:Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Excellent, sir.
CORVINO
[
to
MOSCA]: There is no shame in this now, is there?
MOSCA
:Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â None.
CORVINO
: Or if I said I hoped that she were onward
To her damnation, if there be a hell
130Â Â Â Â Â Â Greater than whore and woman; a good Catholic
May make the doubt.
3RD AVOCATORE
:Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â His grief hath made him frantic.
1ST AVOCATORE
: Remove him hence.
She
[
CELIA
]
swoons
.
2ND AVOCATORE
: Look to the woman!
CORVINO
:Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Rare!
Prettily feigned! Again!
4TH AVOCATORE
:Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Stand from about her.
1ST
AVOCATORE
: Give her the air.
3RD
AVOCATORE
[
to
MOSCA
]: What can you say?
MOSCA
:Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â My wound,
May't please your wisdoms, speaks for me, received
In aid of my good patron, when he missed
His sought-for father, when that well-taught dame
Had her cue given her to cry out a rape.
BONARIO
: O most laid impudence! Fathers â
3RD AVOCATORE
:Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Sir, be silent,
140Â Â Â Â Â Â You had your hearing free, so must they theirs.
2ND AVOCATORE
: I do begin to doubt th' imposture here.
4TH AVOCATORE
: This woman has too many moods.
VOLTORE
:Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Grave fathers,
She is a creature of a most professed
And prostituted lewdness.
CORVINO
:Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Most impetuous,
Unsatisfied, grave fathers!
VOLTORE
:Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â May her feignings
Not take your wisdoms; but this day she baited
A stranger, a grave knight, with her loose eyes
And more lascivious kisses. This man saw 'em
Together on the water in a gondola.
150Â
MOSCA
: Here is the lady herself that saw 'em too,
Without; who, then, had in the open streets
Pursued them, but for saving her knight's honour.
1ST
AVOCATORE
: Produce that lady.
[
Exit
MOSCA.]
2ND
AVOCATORE
:Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Let her come.
4TH
AVOCATORE
:Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â These things,
They strike with wonder!
3RD
AVOCATORE
:Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â I am turned a stone!
IV, vi     [
Re-enter
MOSCA
with
LADY WOULD-BE.]
[
MOSCA
:] Be resolute, madam.
LADY WOULD-Be [
pointing to
CELIA
]: Ay, This same is she.
Out, thou chameleon harlot! Now thine eyes
Vie tears with the
hyena
. Dar'st thou look
Upon my wrongèd face? â I cry your pardons.
I fear I have forgettingly transgressed
Against the dignity of the court â
2ND
AVOCATORE
:Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â No, madam.
LADY WOULD-BE
: And been exorbitant â
4TH
AVOCATORE
:Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â You have not, lady.
These proofs are strong.
LADY WOULD-BE
:Â Â Â Â Â Surely, I had no purpose
To scandalize your honours, or my sex's.
3RD
AVOCATORE
: We do believe it.
10Â Â Â Â
LADY WOULD-BE
:Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Surely, You may believe it.
2ND
AVOCATORE
: Madam, we do.
LADY WOULD-BE
:Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Indeed, You may; my breeding
Is not so coarse â
4TH
AVOCATORE
: We know it.
LADY WOULD-BE
:Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â To offend
With
pertinacy
â
3RD
AVOCATORE
: Lady â
LADY WOULD-BE
:Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Such a presence.
No, surely.
1ST
AVOCATORE
: We well think it.
LADY WOULD-BE:Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â You may think it.
1ST
AVOCATORE
: Let her o' ercome. [
To
BONARIO] What witnesses have you
To make good your report?
BONARIO
:Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Our consciences.
CELIA
: And heaven, that never fails the innocent.
4TH
AVOCATORE
: These are no testimonies.
BONARIO
:Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Not in your courts,
Where multitude and clamour overcomes.