Become me to command Am. And me to obey Du. I see thy noble Brother hath bin faithful To my desires he has prepar'd thee with A Story of my Love which thou reward'st With too much humbleness I could dwell ever Here and imagine I am in a Temple To offer on this Altar of thy Lip Kisses her often Myriads of flaming Kisses with a Cloud Of Sighs breath'd from from my heart Which by the Oblation would increase his Stock To make my Pay eternal Am. What mean you Du. That Question is propounded timely Hadst Not interrupted me I should ha' lost My self upon thy Lips and quite forgot There is a Bliss beyond it Transform me there to Happiness I 'll laugh at all the Fables of the Gods And teach our Poets after I know thee To write the true Elizium Am. Good my Lord I understand you not and yet I fear You do not mean well if you have brought with you A sinful Purpose which I may suspect Du. Why Madam what do you imagine I Came hither for Am. I know not Du. How Is' t come to that Your Brother gave you more Desirous of the Sport and brought me hither Ripe for your Dalliance Did you not expect me Am. Yes Du. And to what other purpose Am. To tell you that you are not virtuous Du. I 'm of your mind Am. But I am not so wicked To be of yours Oh think but who you are Your Title speaks you nearest Heaven and points You out a glorious Reign among the Angels Do not depose your self of one and be Of the other dis-inherited Du. I would Your Brother heard you Prithee do not waste This tedious Divinity I am Resolv'd to grapple with you Am. Keep off Shews the Ponyard Du. Ha! Turn'd Amazon Am. Prince come not too near me For By my Honour since you have lost your own Although I bow in Duty to your Person I hate your black Thoughts Tempt not my just Hand With violent Approach I dare and will Do that will grieve you if you have a Soul Du. Thou dar'st not kill me Am. True But I dare die Du. Be thy own Murtherer Am. Rather than you should be my Ravisher Du. Thou canst not be so merciless 't is less Sin To be unchaste I am thy Prince I prithee Throw by that cruel Weapon let our War Be soft Embraces shooting amorous Smiles Kill and restore each other with a Kiss I know thou canst not be unkind so long Then I command thee Am. I must not obey To be your Strumpet Though my Hand be unskilful I shall soon find my Heart Du. I 'll not believe She wounds her Arm Am. Let this deserve your Faith I dare be just This Crimson River issuing from my Arm. Du. Hold. Am. Never It shall flow and if this Chanel Yield not enough I 'll strike another Vein And after that another and not pity The murmuring Stream till through a prodigal Wound I have drain'd the Fountain This doth weep for you And shall extol my Death if it may teach You to correct your Blood Du. There 's so much gone From me I cool apace This Action Hath shot an Ague through me Amidea Pity thy self Am. Not till you swear Repentance I do not faint yet 't is somewhat about But I can find a nearer way This does it Du. Contain I am sorry sorry from my Soul Trust me I do bleed inward Amidea Can answer all thy Drops Oh pardon me Thou faint'st already Dost not Look to thy Wound Am. May I believe you Sir Du. I dare not think awry Again I ask Forgiveness In thy Innocence I see My own Deformity Enter Sciarrha hastily embraceth Amidea Enter Florio Sci. Now a thousand Blessings Reward thy Goodness thou deserv'st a Statue A tall one But apply Betimes unto thy Wound Florio assist her And now my Lord Ex. Am. Flo. Du. Sciarrha I 'll begin to be thy Lord I brought Intentions of Dishonour to thee And thy fair Sister but I am reconcil'd To Virtue and will study how to satisfie For you and Florence Sci. You will be more precious Than had you never fallen I am all Joy In your Conversion Du. Is Lorenzo a-bed Sci. Lorenzo I think he has not said his Prayers yet But Du. What! Sci. I cannot tell may be he does not use it Du. How Sci. My Lord you now are lovely 'T were better you 'd forget him he 's not right At Heart I fear Du. Fear nothing Sci. To be plain You cherish your Disease in him and are Not safe while he is near you Du. Do not envy him Sci. Then I must tell you Sir he is a Traytor Within my Knowledge hath conspir'd your Death Du. With whom Sci. With me I should ha' kill'd you Sir This Night and every Minute he expects To hear you number'd with the Dead I can Demonstrate this Your Pardon But in truth The Injuries you meant us were severe And he with as much Violence did urge 'em To your Destruction But your Piety Hath charm'd my Purpose and I look upon you With new Obedience Enter Florio Du. Possible Sci. We wo' not shift the Scene till you believe it Florio intreat my Lord Lorenzo hither Step but behind the Arras and your Ear Shall tell you who 's the greatest Traytor living Observe but when I tell him you are slain How he 'll rejoice and call me Florence great Preserver bless my Arm that in your Blood Hath given our groaning State a Liberty Then trust Sciarrha But observe I hear him Enter Lorenzo Lo. Whom talk'd he to Soi. 'T is done Lo. What Good Sciarrha Soi. The Duke is dead Lo. We are not left so miserable Heaven is more kind to Florence Sci. With this Hand I made a Passage for his Soul Lo. Defend Omnipotence What murder'd And by noble Sciarrha How my Ear abuses me Sci. Did not we plot it too Lo. How We Collect I fear you are not well Pray tell me why You talk thus Where 's the Duke He hath a Guard An Army of Heaven about him Who in Florence Dares be so black a Devil to attempt His Death Sci. This is fine Cunning. Why that Devil is Lorenzo if he dares deny it We are in private You need appear no Stranger to that 's done By your Direction Lo. I in the Practice Then let me creep into the Earth and rise A Monster to affright Mankind Sciarrha I must abhor thee for it Oh my Prince My dearest Kinsman May thy Hand rot off Treason Treason Sci. Then my Sword shall fetch Another Witness in thy Heart As they draw the Duke interposes Du. Hold. Lo. My Royal Lord Nay let him kill me now I 've so much Joy and Peace about me 't were A Sin to wish my Life beyond this Minute Du. Put up I say Sci. My Lord we are both cozen'd That very Smile 's a Traytor Du. Come be calm You are too passionate Sciarrha and Mistook Lorenzo Lo. But I hold him noble I see
is vertue To boast a merit with my services I ha'not starved your treasury the grand Captain Gonzales accounted to King Ferdinand Three hundred thousand crowns for spies what bills Have I brought in for such intelligence Dep. I grow hearty Du. All thy actions Stand fresh before us and confirm thou art Our best and dearest friend thus we assure Our confidence they love us not that feed One jealous thought of our dear Cous Lorenzo New welcome to us all for you Alonzo Give o're your paper kites learn wit 't is time Where shall we meet to night Lo. Pardon me sir I am a dangerous man Du. No more a that I 'll credit my soul with thee shall we revel This night with Amidea Dep. The Duke courts him Well go thy ways for one of the most excellent Impudent Traitors Du. Yet a murmuring Of a Traitor we shall sooner suspect him That thinks Lorenzo guilty Dep. I my Lord Dare boldly swear his honour is as free From any treason as my self I did prophesie this issue Duk. 'T is an age Till night I long to fold her in my armes Prepare Sciarrah but be very wise In the discovery he is all touchwood Lor. I know he is her brother leave the managing Of things to me Duk. Still when we expect Our bliss time creeps but when the happier things Call to enjoy each sawcy hour hath wings Exeunt Actus Secundus Enter Sciarrah and Lorenzo Sciarrah MY Sister though he be the Duke he dares not Patience patience if there be such a vertue I want it Heaven my Sister It has thrown wild-fire in my brain Lorenzo A thousand furies revel in my skull Has he not sins enough in 's Court to damn him But my Roof must be guilty of new lusts And none but Amidea these the honours His presence brings our House Lor. Temper your rage Sci. Are all the Brothels rifled No quaint piece Left him in Florence that will meet his hot And valiant Luxury that we are come To supply his blood out of our Families Diseases gnaw his title off Lo. My Lord Sci. He is no Prince of mine he forfeited His greatness that black minute he first gave Consent to my dishonour Lo. Then I 'm sorry Sci. Why should you be sorry sir You say it is my Sister he would strumpet Mine Amidea 't is a wound you feel not But it strikes through and through the poor Sciarrah I do not think but all the ashes of My Ancestors do swell in their dark urnes At this report of Amidea's shame It is their cause as well as mine and should Heaven suffer the Duke's sin to pass unpunish'd Their dust must of necessity conspire To make an earth-quake in the Temple Lo. Sir You said you would hear me out Sci. Why is there more Behind Lo. And greater Master your high blood Till I conclude Sciarrah I accuse not Your noble anger which I have observed Is not on every cheap and giddy motion Inflam'd but Sir be thrifty in your passion This is a petty trespass Sci. Has mischief any name Beyond this will it kill me with the sound Lo. My Lord though the dishonoring your Sister Be such a fact the blood of any other But Alexander could no less then expiate Yet this sin stretches farther and involves With hers your greater stain did you e're promise him Yet why do I make any question It were another crime to think Sciarrah Could entertain a thought so far beneath His birth you stoop to such a horrid baseness Then all the vertue of mankind would sicken And soon take leave of earth Sci. You torture me Lor. What then could the Defind to give him any Encouragement you would be guilty of And act so fatal unto honor Sci. To what Lor. Though all the teeming glories of his Dukedome Nay Florence State offered it self a bribe Yet to imagine you Would turne officious pander to his lust And interpose the mercenary bawd To Court your Sister to his sinful coupling 'T is horrid affrights nature I grow stiff With the imagination Sci. Hah Lor. Yet this was his command I should impose Sci. Lorenzo I am not what I was My soul is but one flame My breath is hot enough To thaw the Alpes Lor. Your fancy would Transport you Sci. 'T is my rage but let it cool And then we 'll talk o' something something sir Shall be to purpose Lor. Now the flame is mounted My Lord I have given proof although he be My Duke and Kinsman I abhor his vices 'T is policy in Princes to create A Favorite who must bear all the guilt Of things ill manag'd in the State if any Design be happy 't is the Princes own Heavens knows how I have covnsell'd this young man By vertue to prevent his fate and govern With modesty O the religious days Of Common-wealths We have out-liv'd that blessing Sci. But I have thought a cure for this great state Impostume Lor. What Sci. To lance it is' t not ripe Let 's draw cuts whether your hand or mine Shall do an act for Florence liberty And send this Tyrant to another world Lo. How I draw cuts Sci. Toy it not thus Lorenzo But answer by the name and birth you are His Kinsman And let me tell you more We know you but disguise your heart and wish Florence would change her tile Lo. How is this Sci. We know you have firm correspondence with The banisht men whose desperate fortunes wait Your call to tumult in our streets all this Not to feed your ambition with a Dukedome By the remove of Alexander but To serve your Countrey and create their peace Who groan under the Tyranny of a proud Lascivious Monarch is' t not true Lorenzo My phrase is blunt my Lord. Lo. My Genius And thine are friends I see they have convers'd And I applaud the wisdom of my stars That made me for his Friendship who preserves The same religious fire let this secret be An argument how much I dare repose Upon Sciarrah's honor I 'll either live in your exchange of faith A Patriot or die my Countries Martyr Sci. Thou hast a fire beyond Prometheus Lo. Heaven knows I 've no particular design To leap into a Throne let me advance Our liberty restore the ancient Laws Of the republick rescue from the jaws Of lust your mothers wives your daughters sisters Sci. Sisters Lor. From horrid Rape poor Amidea Sci. I am resolv'd by all that 's blest he dies The roof he would dishonour with his lust Shall be his tombe bid him be confident Conduct him good Lorenzo I 'll dispose My house for this great scene of death Lo. Be constant Exit Enter Florio and his Sister Amidea Flo. Now brother what news brings the great Lorenzo Sci. Let me have truce vexation for some minutes What news preferments honours offices Sister you must to Court Am. Who I to Court Sci. Or else the Court will come to you the Duke Hath sent already for us
he made this Trial of my Faith And I forgive him Du. Ye shall be Friends you shall I sa Enter Cosmo and Alonzo Cos The Duke Alon. Where 's the Duke Cos My Lord we are bless'd to see you safe Report Hath frighted all the City with your Death People forsake their Beds and seeking how To be inform'd increase the wretched Tumult Alon. There 's nothing but Confusion All Men tremble As if some general Fire invaded Florence Sci. Have Comfort Sir Du. What 's to be done Lo. Depazzi has remembred My Lord there is no Safety for the State Unless you personally appease ' em Du. How Lo. I hope they 'll tear him Would he were dead any way Alon. He hath counsell'd well Cos Your Presence only hath the power to charm ' em Du. I fear their Rage Where is our Guard Alonzo haste afore proclaim Our Pardon And that We live to give the Offenders Mercy Why are We born to Greatness mock'd with State When every Tumult staggers Our proud Fate Sci. Our Quarrel is deferr'd Sir Exeunt ACTVS Quartus Enter Lorenzo Lo. MY Plots thrive not my Engines all deceive me Are there No faithful Villains left in Nature All Turn'd honest Man nor Spirit aid Lorenzo Who hath not Patience to expect his Fate But must compel it How Sciarrha play'd The Dog-bolt wo' me And had not I provided In Wisdom for him that Distress had ruin'd me His frozen Sister Amidea too Hath half converted him but I must set New Wheels in motion to make him yet More hateful and then cut him from his Stalk Ripe for my Vengeance I 'll not trust the Rabble Confusion on the giddy Multitude That but two Minutes e'er the Duke came at 'em Bellow'd out Liberty shook the City with Their Throats no sooner saw him but they melted With the hot Apprehension of a Gallows Sudden Rot Consume this base Herd And the Devil want Any Cattle for his own Teeth these are for him Enter a Servant Ser. Sciarrha my Lord desires to speak with you Lo. Sciarrha Come near you understand admit him Ex. Seâ— Welcome my noble Lord Enter Sciarrha You were not wont to visit me Sci. Nor mean ever to do 't again Lo. You bring Frowns I can be fullen too What is your pleasure Sc. You have abus'd me Lo. You have injur'd me Sci. In what Lo. Betray'd me basely to the Duke Sci. You deny'd then you were a Traytor Lo. Yes I was no Fool to run my Neck upon The Axe and give you such a Cause of Triumph Were it again in question Sci. Y' are a Villain Sir And I must have it certified under your own Hand To shew the Duke Lo. You shall be humbled to Confess the contrary nay subscribe That I am honest and desire my Pardon Look I have a Sword and Arm and Vigour Dare fight with thee didst ride upon a Whirl-wind Provoke the on a Rock in Waves in Fire And kill thee without Scruple Such a Strength Is Innocence Sci. Innocence Dost not fear a Thunder-bolt I shall be charitable to the World and I Cut thee in pieces Didst not thou rail upon the Duke Lo. I grant it Sci. Call him a Tyrant Lo. More I do confess I did exasperate you to kill or murder him Give it what Name you please With Joy I brought him Under the colour of your Guest to be The common Sacrifice All this I remember But is Heaven's Stock of Mercy spent already That Sins though great and horrid may not be Forgiven to the Heart that groans with Penitence Are the Eternal Fountains quite seal'd up I was a Villain Traytor Murderer In my Consenting to his Death but hope Those Stains are now wash'd off Sci. Hast thou repented Lo. Trust me I have Sci. The Devil is turn'd religious Lo. As he was A lustful Duke a Tyrant I had lost him In his Return to Piety He commanded My Prayers and fresh Obedience to wait on him He 's now my Prince again Sci. This is but Cunning to save your Life Enter divers Gentlemen arm'd Lo. My Life Within there ha Welcome 1. My gracious Lord. 2. Wil 't please your Honour Command my Service 3. Or me 4. Or any 5. Our Swords and Lives are yours Sci. Perhaps your Lordship hath some Business With these Gentlemen I 'll take some other time Lo. By no means good Sciarrha You visit seldom those are daily with me Men that expect Employment that wear Swords And carry Spirits both to be engag'd If I but name a Cause Gentlemen Draw Sci. My Providence has betray'd me Lo. Now Sciarrha you that with single Valour dare come home To affront me thus Know but too late thy Heart Is at the Mercy of my Breath these Swords Can fetch it when I please and to prevent Your Boast of this great Daring I beseech As you do love and honour your Lorenzo No Hand advance a Weapon sheath again And leave us I owe Service to your Loves But must not so dishonour you All Gentl. We obey Exeunt Gentlemen Sci. They 're gone This is some Nobleness Lo. You see I do not fear your Sword alone I have Too much Advantage yet you may imagine How easily I could correct this Rashness But in my Fear to offend gracious Heaven With a new Crime having so late obtain'd My Peace I give you Freedom Sci. Do I dream Lo. Pray chide me still I will be patient To hear my Shame Sci. Is this to be believ'd Doth not Lorenzo counterfeit this Vertue He does It is impossible he should repent Lo. Why tell me Sciarrha and let us argue a while In cooler Blood Did not you once resolve To kill the Duke too Sci. I confess Lo. To give him Death with your own Hand Methinks it should be the same Parricide In you if not a greater yet you chang'd Your purpose Why did you not go through And murder him Sci. He was converted Lo. Good That taught you Mercy and perhaps Repentance For your Intent Sci. It did Lo. Why should not Sir The same Conversion of the Duke possess My Heart with as much Piety to him And Sorrow for my self If I should say You are but cunning is this Shape of Honesty And still suspect your Soul to be a Traytor Might you not blame my Want of Charity Sci. He says but right We are Both Men frail things 'T is not impossible Lo. I am reconcil'd to Heaven already and the Duke If you Be still unsatisfi'd I am ready Sir Sci. The Circumstance consider'd I incline To think this may be honest Lo. Come Schiarrha We are both hasty My Nature is corrected at this Minute I 'm Friends with all the World but in your Love Shall number many Blessings Sci. I am converted Enter Petruchio Lo. What 's the News Pet. My Lord Depazzi prays some Conference In the next Chamber We arriv'd by chance Together at your Gate I do not like his Talk Sir Lo. Hang him Property let him Expect thou art come
at Court when your Lordship is retir'd into the Country I humbly thank your Lordship and take my leave of yours Enter a Servant Ser. The Duke my Lord. Exit Servant Dep. How the Duke Du. Signior Depazzi Lo. He has bin earnest with me and please your Highness To be his humble Suitor he may have Freedom to leave the Court. Du. He shall be banisht Dep. How Lo. What time will your Grace allow to provide Du. Two hours Dep. I had rather lose my Head at home and save Charges Of Travail I beseech your Grace Du. Well 't is granted let him not trouble us Lo. Enjoy the Country and return when the Duke sends for you Dep. I humbly thank his Highness and will pray for your increase of Grace Exit Du. Lorenzo are we private Lo. Yes my Lord. Du. I am very melancholy Lo. I know the cause 't is Amidea Du. Right Lo. I do not wish her dead Du. It were a Sin Lo. Not in Heaven Sir yet There be Ladies that would think it a promotion Du. It were pity she should leave The World till she hath taught by her Example The nearest way Lo. I am very confident she 's yet honest Du. Yet Lorenzo Lo. Ay Sir but I 'me not of Opinion it is Impossible to know a change Du. Take heed Lo. I must confess she has been very valiant In making you remove your Siege and shew'd Prety dexterity at the Ponyard See her self bleed You were startled To see her strike her Arm and grew compassionate Du. I was not Marble we break Adamant With blood and could I be a Man and not Be mov'd to see that hasty Ebb of Life For my sake Lo. Ascend agen And fix in your lov'd Orb he brings this comfort That can assure it Du. Ha! Lo. You shall enjoy her Du. Enjoy fair Amidea do not tempt Or rather mock my frailty with such a promise Lo. Shake off your melancholly slumber I Have here decreed you shall possess her Du. Is this in nature Lo. Thus Sciarrha's Life And Fortunes are already growing forfeit These brains have Plotted so your mercy shall Purchase what you can wish Du. Do this And I 'll repent the folly of my penitence And take thee to my Soul a nearer pledge Than Blood or Nature gave me I 'm renew'd I feel my natural warmth return when where Is this to be expected I grow Old While our Embraces are deferr'd Lo. I go to hasten your delight Sciarrha's Fate is cast Firmer than Destiny Du. Thou art my Prophet I 'll raise thee up an Altar Lo. Trust these brains Du. Thou mak'st my Spirit caper in my veins Exit Cosmo and two Gentlemen above 1 Gent. This way they pass Cos I would not see ' em 2 Gent. Why 1 Gent. What melancholy o' th' suddain It is now past cure Cos I know it is and therefore do not Desire to Witness their Solemnity should Oriana See me to day 2 Gent. What then Cos I fear she 'd be displeas'd 2 Gent. We dispute not those nice formalities Enter Alonzo Piero Pisano Oriana Morossa 1 Gent. She has spied you already Cos I am sorry for 't Oriana faints Mor. How is' t my Child Pis She faints what grief is so unmannerly To interrupt thee now Oriana Mor. Daughter Pis Will Heaven divorce us e'er the Priest have made Our Marriage perfect She returns Oria. Why were you so unkind to call me from A pleasing slumber Death has a fine dwelling Pie This shews her heart 's not yet consenting 't is Her Mother's fierce command Ori. Something spake to me from that Window Pis There is nothing Ori. Nothing now Pis Set forward Alon. I do not like this Interruption 'T is Ominous Enter Amidea Am. Not for my sake but your own go back Or take some other way this leads to death My Brother Pis What of him Am. Transported with The fury of Revenge for my dishonour Hath vowed to kill you in your Nuptial Glory Alas I fear his haste Now good my Lord Have mercy on your self I do not beg Your pity upon me I know too well You cannot love me now But again I would beseech you cherish your own life Though I be lost for ever Alon. It is worth Your care my Lord. Pis Alas her Grief hath made her wild poor Lady I should not love Oriana to go back Set forward Amidea you may live To be a happier Bride Sciarrha is not So irreligious to prophane these Rites Am. Will you not then believe me Pray perswade him You are his Freinds Lady it will concern You most of all indeed I fear you 'll weep To see him dead as well as I. Pis No more Go forward Am. I have done pray be not angry That still I wish you well may Heaven divert All harms that threaten you I hope there is no sin in this Indeed I cannot chuse but pray for you This might have been my Wedding-day Ori. Good Heaven I would it were my heart can tell I take No Joy in being his Bride I will resign my Place and wait on you If you will marry him Am. Pray do not mock me Ori. Dear Amidea do not think I mock Your Sorrows by these Tears that are not worn By every Virgin on her Wedding-day I am compell'd to give away my self Your Heart were promis'd but he ne'er had mine Am not I wretched too Enter Sciarrha Lorenzo aloof with a Guard Alon. Sciarrha then I prophesie Sci. Pisano where 's Pisano Pis Here Sciarrha I should have answered with less Clamour Sci. But I would not lose my Voice I must be heard And I must tell you 't is not safe to marry Pis Why Sci. 'T will be fatal Hymen is gone abroad And Venus Lady of your Nativity Is found by wise Astrologers this day I' th' House of Death Pis This must not fright me Sir set forward Sci. One cold Word you are a Villain I do not flatter Pis I am patient This day I consecrate to Love not Anger We 'll meet some other time Sci. Deride my Fury Then to thy Heart I send my own revenge And Amidea's Stabs him with a Ponyard Pis I am murder'd Mor. Help murder Gentlemen Oh my Unhappiness Enter Lorenzo with a Guard Pis Bloody Sciarrha Lo. Hold. Sci. Come all at once Yet let me tell you my Revenge is perfect And I would spare your Blood if you despise My Charity Lo. No Man attempt his Death I 'll give you Reasons this Attempt deserves An exemplary Justice Enter Cosmo Sci. I am above Your politick reach and glory in the wound That punish'd our Dishonour Is he dead I would not be so miserable not to ha' sped him For the Empire Cos Oh my Friend poor Oriana Lo. Disarm him Return and comfort one another some Exeunt all but Lorenzo Sciar. and Guards Remove Pisano's Body while I make it My care Sciarrha scape not Sci. None of all give me a scratch Lo. You have forc'd him with discretion Sci.