Hen.
I do beseech
The honourable Court,
I may be heard
In my Advocate.
Assist.
’Tis granted.
Bar.
Humh, humh.
Jam.
That Preface,
If left out in a Lawyer,
spoils the Cause,
Though ne’re so
good, and honest.
Bar.
If I stood here,
To plead in the defence
of an ill man,
(Most equal Judge) or
to accuse the innocent
(To both which, I profess
my self a stranger)
It would be requisite
I should deck my Language
With Tropes and Figures,
and all flourishes
That grace a Rhetorician,
’tis confess’d
Adulterate Metals need
the Gold-smiths Art,
To set ’em off;
what in it self is perfect
Contemns a borrowed
gloss: this Lord (my Client)
Whose honest cause,
when ’tis related truly,
Will challenge justice,
finding in his Conscience
A tender scruple of
a fault long since
By him committed, thinks
it not sufficient
To be absolv’d
of’t by his Confessor,
If that in open Court
he publish not
What was so long conceal’d.
Jam.
To what tends this?
Bar.
In his young years (it
is no miracle
That youth, and heat
of blood, should mix together)
He look’d upon
this woman, on whose face
The ruines yet remain,
of excellent form,
He look’d on her,
and lov’d her.
Jac.
You good Angels,
What an impudence is
this?
Bar.
And us’d all means
Of Service, Courtship,
Presents, that might win her
To be at his devotion:
but in vain;
Her Maiden Fort, impregnable
held out,
Until he promis’d
Marriage; and before
These Witnesses a solemn
Contract pass’d
To take her as his Wife.
Assist.
Give them their Oath.
Jam.
They are incompetent
Witnesses, his own Creatures,
And will swear any thing
for half a Royal.
Offi.
Silence.
Assist.
Proceed.
Bar.
Upon this strong assurance
He did enjoy his wishes
to the full,
Which satisfied, and
then with eyes of Judgement
(Hood-wink’d with
Lust before) considering duly
The inequality of the
Match, he being
Nobly descended, and
allyed, but she
Without a name, or Family,
secretly
He purchas’d a
Divorce, to disanul
His former Contract,
Marrying openly
The Lady Violante.
Jac.