You are more variable then you were Arb. It may be so Mar. To day no Hermit could be humblier Then you were to vs all Arb. And what of this Mar. And now you take new rage into your eies As you would looke vs all out of the Land Arb. I doe confesse it will that satisfie I prethee get thee gone Mar. Sir I will speake Arb. Will ye Mar. It is my dutie I feare you will kill your selfe I am a subiect And you shall doe me wrong in 't t is my cause And I may speake Arb. Thou art not traind in sinne It seemes Mardonius kill my selfe by heauen I will not doe it yet and when I will I le tell thee then I shall be such a creature That thou wilt giue me leaue without a word There is a method in mans wickednesse It growes vp by degrees I am not come So high as killing of my selfe there are A hundred thousand sinnes twixt me and it Which I must doe I shall come too t at last But take my oath not now be satisfied And get thee hence Mar. I am sorrie t is so ill Arb. Be sorrie then True sorrow is alone grieue by thy selfe Mar. I pray you let mee see your sword put vp Before I goe I le leaue you then Arb. Why so What follie is this in thee is it not As apt to mischiefe as it was before Can I not reach it thinkest thou these are toyes For children to be pleas'd with and not men Now I am safe you thinke I would the booke Of Fate were here my sword is not so sure But I should get it out and mangle that That all the destinies should quite forget Their fix't decrees and hast to make vs new Farre other Fortunes mine could not be worse Wilt thou now leaue me Mar. God put into your bosome temperate thoughts I le leaue you though I feare Exit Arb. Goe thou art honest Why should the hastie errors of my youth Be so vnpardonable to draw a sinne Helpelesse vpon me Enter Gobrius Gob There is the King now it is ripe Arb. Draw neere thou guiltie man That art the author of the loathedst crime Fiue ages haue brought forth and heare me speake Curses incurable and all the euils Mans bodie or his spirit can receiue Be with thee Gob. VVhy Sir doe you curse me thus Arb. VVhy doe I curse thee if there be a man Subtill in curses that exceedes the rest His worst wish on thee Thou hast broke my hart Gob. How Sir Haue I preseru'd you from a childe From all the arrowes malice or ambition Could shoot at you and haue I this for pay Arb. T is true thou didst preserue me and in that VVert crueiler then hardned murderers Of Infants and their mothers thou didst saue me Onely till thou hadst studdied out a way How to destroy me cunningly thy selfe This was a curious way of torturing Gob. What doe you meane Arb. Thou knowst the euils thou hast done to me Dost thou remember all those witching letters Thou sentst vnto me to Armenia Fild with the praise of my beloued Sister Where thou extolst her beautie what had I To doe with that what could her beautie be To me and thou didst write how well shee lou'd me Doest thou remember this so that I doated Something before I saw her Gob. This is true Arb. Is it and I when I was returnd thou knowst Thou didst pursue it till thou woundst mee into Such a strange and vnbeleeu'd affection As good men cannot thinke on Gob. This I grant I thinke I was the cause Arb. VVert thou Nay more I thinke thou meantst it Gob. Sir I haue a lie As I loue God and honestie I did It was my meaning Arb. Be thine owne sad Iudge A further condemnation will not need Prepare thy selfe to die Gob. VVhy Sir to die VVhy wouldst thou liue was euer yet offendor So impudent that had a thought of mercy After confession of a crime like this Get out I cannot where thou hurlst me in But I can take reuenge that 's all the sweetnesse Left for me Gob. Now is the time heare me but speake Arb. No yet I will be farre more mercifull Then thou wert to me thou didst steale into me And neuer gauest me warning so much time As I giue thee now had preuented thee For euer Notwithstanding all thy sinnes If thou hast hope that there is yet a prayer To saue thee turne and speake it to your selfe Gob. Sir you shall know your sinnes before you doe vm If you kill me Arb. I will not stay then Gob. Know you kill your Father Arb. How Gob. You kill your Father Arb. My Father though I know it for a lie Made out of feare to saue thy stained life The verie reuerence of the word comes crosse me And ties mine arme downe Gob. I will tell you that shall heighten you againe I am thy Father I charge thee heare me Arb. If it should be so As t is most false and that I should be sound A bastard issue the dispised fruite Of lawlesse lust I should no more admire All my wilde passions but another truth Shall be wrung from thee If I could come by The spirit of paine it should be powr'd on thee Till thou allowest thy selfe more full of lies Then he that teaches thee Enter Arane Arane Turne thee about I come to speake to thee thou wicked man Heare me thou Tyrant Arb. I will turne to thee Heare me thou Strumpet I haue blotted out The name of mother as thou hast thy shame Ara. My shame thou hast lesse shame then any thing Why dost thou keepe my daughter in a prison Why dost thou call her Sister and doe this Arb. Cease thou strange impudence and answere quickly If thou contemn'st me this will aske an answere And haue it Ara. Helpe me gentle Gobrius Arb. Guilt dare not helpe guilt though they grow together In doing ill yet at the punishment They seuer and each flies the noyse of other Thinke not of helpe answere Ara. I will to what Arb. To such a thing as if it be a truth Thinke what a creature thou hast made thy selfe That didst not shame to doe what I must blush Onely to aske thee tell me who I am Whose sonne I am without all circumstance Be thou as hastie as my Sword will be If thou refusest Ara. VVhy you are his sonne Arb. His sonne Sweare sweare thou worse then woman damn'd Ara. By all that 's good you are Arb. Then art thou all that euer was knowne bad Now is The cause of all my strange misfortunes come to light What reuerence expects thou from a childe To bring forth which thou hast offended Heauen Thy husband and the Land Adulterous witch I know now why thou wouldst haue poyson'd me I was thy lust which thou wouldst haue forgot Thou wicked mother of my sinnes and me Shew me the way to the inheritance I haue by thee which is a spacious world Of impious
so Pan. Be it so I will I am the first that euer had a wrong So farre from being fit to haue redresse That t was vnfit to heare it I will backe To prison rather then disquiet you And waite till it be fit Arb. No doe not goe For I will heare thee with a serious thought I haue collected all that 's man about me Together strongly and I am resolud To heare thee largely but I doe beseech thee Doe not come neerer to me for there is Something in that that will vndoe vs both Pan. Alas Sir am I venom Arb. Yes to me Though of thy selfe I thinke thee to be in As equall a degree of heate or cold As Nature can make yet as vnsound men Conuert the sweetest and the nourishingst meates Into diseases so shall I distemperd Doe thee I prethee draw no neerer to me Pan. Sir this is that I would I am of late Shut from the world and why it should be thus Is all I wish to know Arb. VVhy credit me Panthaea credit me that am thy brother Thy louing brother that there is a cause Sufficient vet vnfit for thee to knowe That might vndoe thee euerlastingly Onely to heare wilt thou but credit this By heauen t is true beleeue it if thou canst Pan. Children and fooles are ever credulous And I am both I thinke for I beleeue If you dissemble be it on your head I le backe vnto my prison yet me thinkes I might be kept in some place where you are For in my selfe I finde I know not what To call it but it is a great desire To see you often Arb. Fie you come in a step what doc you meane Deare Sister doe not so Alas Panthaea Where I am would you be why that 's the cause You are imprisond that you may not be VVhere I am Pan. Then I must endure it Sir God keepe you Abr. Nay you shall heare the cause in short Panthaea And when thou hearst it thou wilt blush for me And hang thy head downe like a Violet Full of the mornings dew There is a way To gaine thy freedome but t is such a one As puts thee in worse bondage and I know Thou wouldst encounter fire and make a proofe Whether the Gods haue care of innocents Rather then follow it know I haue lost The onely difference betwixt man and beast My reason Pan. Heauen forbid Arb. Nay it is gone And I am left as farre without a bound As the wild Ocean that obeyes the winds Each suddaine passion throwes me as it lifts And ouerwhelmes all that oppose my will I haue beheld thee with a lustfull eye My heart is set on wickednesse to act Such sinnes with thee as I haue beene afraid To thinke off If thou dar'st consent to this Which I beseech thee doe not thou maist gaine Thy libertie and yeeld me a content If not thy dwelling must be darke and close VVhere I may neuer see thee For God knowes That layd this punishment vpon my pride Thy sight at some time will enforce my madnesse To make a start eye to thy rauishing Now spit vpon me and call all reproaches Thou canst deuise together and at once Hurle vm against me for I am a sicknesse As killing as the plague ready to seize thee Pan. Farre be it from me to reuile the King But it is true that I should rather chuse To search out death that else would search out me And in a graue sleepe with my innocence Then welcome such a sinne It is my fate To these crosse accidents I was ordaind And must haue patience and but that my eyes Haue more of woman in vm then my heart I would not weepe peace enter you againe Arb. Farewell and good Panthaea pray for me Thy prayers are pure that I may find a death How euer soone before my passions grow That they forget what I desire is sinne For thether they are tending If that happen Then I shall force thee though thou wert a Virgin By vow to Heauen and shall pull a heape Of strange yet vninuented sinnes vpon me Pan. Sir I will pray for you yet you shall know It is a sullen fate that gouernes vs For I could wish as heartilie as you I were no sister to you I should then Imbrace your lawfull loue sooner then health Arb. Couldst thou affect me then Pan. So perfectly That as it is I nere shall sway my heart To like another Arb. Then I curse my birth Must this be added to my miseries That thou art willing too Is there no steppe To our full happinesse but these meere sounds Brother and Sister Pan. There is nothing else But these alas will seperate vs more Then twentie worlds betwixt vs Arb. I haue liu'd To conquer men and now am ouerthrowne Onely by words Brother and Sister where Haue those words dwelling I will find vm out And vtterly destroy them but they are Not to be grasp't let vm be men or beasts And I will cut vm from the earth or townes And I will rase vm and then blow vm vp Let vm be Seas and I will drinke them off And yet haue vnquencht fire left in my breast Let vm be any thing but meerely voice Pan. But t is not in the power of any Force Or pollicie to conquer them Arb. Panthaea VVhat shall wee doe shall we stand firmely here and gaze our eyes out Pan. Would I could doe so But I shall weepe out mine Arb. Accursed man Thou boughtst thy reason at too deare a rate For thou hast all thy actions bounded in With curious rules when euerie Beast is free What is there that acknowledges a kindred But wretched Man Who euer saw the Bull Fearefully leaue the Heifer that he likt Because they had one Dam Pan. Sir I disturbe you And my selfe too t were better I were gone I will not be so foolish as I was Arb. Stay we will loue iust as becomes our birthes No otherwise Brothers and Sisters may VValke hand in hand together so will we Come neerer Is there any hurt in this Pan. I hope not Arb. Faith there 's none at all And tell me truly now is there not one You loue aboue me Pan. No by Heauen Arb. Yet you sent vnto Tigranes Sister Pan. True but for another for the truth Arb No more I le credit thee I know thou canst not lie Thou art all truth Pan. But is there nothing else That we may doe but onely walke me thinkes Brothers and sisters lawfully may kisse Arb. And so they may Panthaea so will we And kisse againe too we were scrupulous And foolish but we will be so no more Pan. If you haue any mercy let me goe To prison to my death to any thing I feele a sinne growing vpon my bloud Worse then all these hotter I feare then yours Arb. That is impossible what should we doe Pan. Flie Sir for Gods sake Arb. So we must away Sin growes vpon vs more by this delay Finis Actus Quarti
sole arme propt by Diuinity Stript him out of his glories and haue sent The pride of all his youth to people graues And made his Virgins languish for their loues If I would brag Should I that haue the power To teach the Neighbour world humility Mix with vaine glory Mar. In deede this is none Arb. Tigranes no did I but take delight To stretch my deedes as others doe on words I could amaze my hearers Mar. So you doe Arb. But he shall wrong his and my modesty That thinkes me apt to boast After an Act Fit for a God to doe vpon his foe A little glory in a Souldiers mouth Is well becomming bee it farre from vaine Mar. Its pitty that valour should be thus drunke Arba. I offer you my Sister and you answere I doe insult A Lady that no suit Nor treasure nor thy Crowne could purchase thee But that thou faughst with mee Tigr. Though this bee worse Then that you spoke before it strikes not mee But that you thinke to ouer-grace mee with The marriage of your Sister troubles mee I would giue worlds for ransomes were they mine Rather then haue her Arb. See if I insult That am the Conqueror and for a ransome Offer rich treasure to the conquered Which he refuses and I beare his scorne It cannot be selfe flattery to say The daughters of your Country set by her Would see their shame runne home and blush to death At their owne foulenesse yet shee is not faire Nor beautifull those words expresse her not They say her lookes are something excellent That wants a name yet were shee odious Her birth deserues the Empire of the world Sister to such a Brother that hath tane Victorie prisoner and throughout the Earth Carries her bound and should hee let her loose Shee durst not leaue him Nature did her wrong To print continuall conquest on her cheekes And make no man worthy for her to take But mee that am too neare her and as strangely Shee did for mee But you will thinke I brag Mar. I doe I le be sworne Thy Valour and thy passions seuerd would haue made two excellent fellowes in their kindes I know not whether I should be sorry thou art so valiant or so passionate would one of vm were away Tigr. Doe I refuse her that I doubt her worth Were shee as vertuous as shee would be thought So perfect that no owne of her owne sex Would finde a want had shee so tempting faire That shee could wish it off her damning soules I would pay any Ransome twentytimes Rather then meet her married in my bed Perhaps I haue a Loue where I haue fixt Mine eies not to bee moou'd and shee on mee I am not fickle Arb. Is that all the cause Thinke you you can so knit your selfe in loue To any other that her searching sight Cannot dissolue it So before you tride You thought your selfe a match for mee in fight Trust mee Tigranes shee can doe as much In peace as I in Warre shee le conquer too You shall see if you haue the power to stand The force of her swift lookes if you dislike I le send you home with loue name your ransome some other way but if shee bee your choise Shee frees you to Ileria you must Tigr. Sir I haue learnt a Prisoners sufferance And will obey but giue mee leaue to talke In priuate with some friends before I goe Arb. Some two await him forth and see him safe But let him freely send for whom he please And none dare to disturbe his conference I will not haue him know what bondage is Exe. Till he be free from mee This Prince Mardonius Is full of vvisdome Valour all the graces Man can receiue Mar. And yet you Conquered him Arb. And yet I conquered him could haue don Hadst thou ioynd with him thogh thy name in Armes Bee great Must all men that are vertuous Thinke suddenly to match themselves with mee I conquered him and brauely did I not Bes. And please your Maiesty I was afraid at first Mar. When wert thou other Arb. Of what Bes. That you would not haue spide your best aduantages for your Maiesty in my opinion lay too high me thinkes vnder fauour you should haue laine thus Mar. Like a Taylor at a vvake Bes. And then i ft please your Maiesty to remember at one time by my Troth I wisht my selfe with you Mar. By my Troth thou wouldst haue sunke vm both out oth lifts Arb. vvhat to doe Bes. To put your Maiesty in mind of an occasion you lay thus and Tigranes falsified a blow at your leg which you by doing thus auoided but if you had whipt vp your leg thus and reacht him on th' eare you had made the bloud runne abou ts head Mar. vvhat contry-fence-schoole didst thou learn that at Arb. Puft did I not take him nobly Mar. VVhy you did and you haue talkt enough on 't Arb. Talke enough vvhile you confine my words by Heauen and Earth I were much better bee a King of Beasts Then such a people If I had not patience Aboue a god I should be cald a Tyrant Throughout the VVorld They will offend to death Each minute Let me heare thee speake againe And thou art earth againe vvhy this is like Tigranes speech that needs would say I brag'd Bessus hee said I brag'd Bes. Ha ha ha Arb. VVhy dost thou laugh By all the world I me growne ridiculous To my owne subiects Tye me to a chaire And iest at mee but I shall make a start And punish some that other will take heede How they are haughty who will answere mee He said I boasted speak Mardonius Did I He will not answer O my Temper I giue you thankes aboue that taught my heart Patience I can indure his silence what will none Vouchsafe to giue mee audience am I growne To such a poore respect or doe you meane To breake my wind speake speak soone one of you Or else by Heauen 1 Gent. So please your Arb Monstrous I cannot bee heard out they cut me off As if I were too sawcy I will liue In vvoods and talke to Trees they will allow mee To end what I begin The meanest Subiect Can finde a freedome to discharge his soule And not I now it is a time to speake I harken 1 Gent. May it please Arb. I meane not you Did not I stop you once but I am growne To balke but I desire let another speake 2 Gent. I hope your Maiesty Arb. Thou drawest thy words That I must waite an hower where other men Can heare in instants throw your words away Quicke and to purpose I haue told you this Bes. An 't please your Maiesty Arb. Wilt thou deuoure me this is such a rudenes As yet you neuer shewed mee and I want Power to command mee else Mardonius Would speake at my request were you my King I would haue answered at your word Mardonius I pray you speake and true y did I boast
vndone him If he had beene well beaten he had beene temperate I shal neuer see him hansome againe till he haue a Horse-mans staffe poak't through his shoulders or an arme broke with a Bullet Arb. I am trifled with Bac. Sir Arb. I know it as I know thee to be false Mar. Now the clap comes Bac. You neuer knew me so Sir I dare speake it And durst a worse man tell me though my better Mar. T is well said by my Soule Arb Sirra you answere as you had no life Bac. That I feare Sir to loose nobly Arb I say Sir once againe Bac. You may say Sir what you please Mar. would I might doe so Arb. I will Sir and say openly this woman carries letters by my life I know she carries letters this woman does it Mar. VVould Bessus were here to take her aside and search her he would quickly tell you what she carried Sir Arb. I haue found it out this woman carries letters Mar If this hold t will be an ill world for Bauds Chamber-maids and post-boyes I thanke God I haue none but his letters pattents things of his owne inditing Arb Prince this cunning cannot doe it Tig. VVhat Sir I reach you not Arb. It shall not serue your turne Prince Tig. Serue my turne Sir Arb I Sir it shall not serue your turne Tig. Be plainer good Sir Arb. This woman shall carry no more letters backe to your loue Panthaea by heauen she shall not I sa she shall not Mardo. This would make a Saint sweare like a Souldier and a Souldier like termogant Tig. This beates me more King then the blowes you gaue me Arb. Take vm away both and together let vm be prisoners stricktly and closely kept or Sirra your life shall answere it and let no bodie speake with vm hereafter Bac. Well I am subiect to you and must endure these passions Spa. This is the imprisonment I haue lookt for alwayes and the deare place I would chuse Ex. Bacu. with Tig. and Spa. Mar. Sir haue you done well now Arb. Dare you reproue it Mar. No Arb. You must be crossing me Mar. I haue no letters Sir to anger you But a dry sonnet of my Corporals To an old Sadlers wife and that I le burne Sir T is like to proue a fine age for the Ignorant Arb. How darest thou so often forfeit thy life Thou knowest t is in my power to take it Mar. Yes and I know you wonnot or if you doe you le misse it quicklie Arb. Why Mar. Who shall then tell you of these childish follies When I am dead Who shall put to his power To draw those vertues out of a floud of humours Where they are drownd and make vm shine againe No cut my head off doe kill me Then you may talke and be beleeud and grow And haue your too selfe-glorious temper rott Into a dead sleepe and the kingdome with you Like forraigne swords be in your throats and slaughter Be euery where about you like your flatterers Doe kill me Arb. Prethee be tamer good Mardonius Thou knowst I loue thee nay I honour thee Beleeue it good old Souldier I am all thine But I am rackt cleane from my selfe beare with me Woot thou beare with me good Mardonius Enter Gobrius Mar. There comes a good man loue him too hee s temperate You may liue to haue need of such a vertue Rage is not still in fashion Arb. VVelcome good Gobrius Gob. My seruice and this letter to your grace Arb. From whom Go. From the rich mine of vertue and all beautie Your mournefull Sister Arb. She is in prison Gobrius is shee not Gob. She is Sir till your pleasure doe enlarge her Which on my knees I beg O t is not fit That all the sweetnesse of the world in one The youth and vertue that would haue wilde Tygers And wilder people that haue knowne no manners Should liue thus Cloysterd vp For your loues sake If there be any in that Noble heart To her a wretched Ladie and forlorne Or for her loue to you which is as much As Nature and obedience euer gaue Haue pittie on her beauties Arb. Prethee stand vp t is true she is too Faire And all these commendations but her owne VVould thou hadst neuer so commended her Or I nere liu'd to haue heard it Gobrius If thou but knew of the wrong her beautie does her Thou wouldst in pittie of her be a lyar Thy ignorance has drawne me wretched man VVhether my selfe nor thou canst well tell O my Fate I thinke shee loues me but I feare another Is deeper in her heart how thinkst thou Gobrius Gob. I doe beseech your Grace beleeue it not For let me perish if it be not false Good Sir reade her letter Mar. This loue or what a diuell is it I know not begets more mischiefe then a wake I had rather be we I beaten staru'd or lowsie then liue within the aire on t He that had seene this braue fellow charge through a groue of pykes but tother day and looke vpon him now will nere beleeue his eyes againe If he continue thus but two daies more a Taylor may beat him with one hand tyed behind him Arb. Alas she would be at libertie And there be thousand reasons Gobrius That will denie it Which if she knew she would contentedly Be where she is and blesse her vertue for it And me though she were closer She would Gobrius Good man indeed she would Gob. Then good Sir for her satisfaction Send for her and with reason make her know VVhy she must liue thus from you Arb. I will goe bring her to me Exeunt Enter Bessus and two Sword-men and a Boy Bess. Y' are verie welcome both some stooles there boy And reach a Table Gentlemen o th' Sword Pray sit without more complement be gone childe I haue beene curious in the searching of you Because I vnderstood you wise and valiant persons 1. vve vnderstand our selues Sir Bess. Nay Gentlemen and my deare friends o th' Sword No complement I pray but to the cause I hang vpon which in few is my honour 2. You cannot hang too much Sir for your honour But to your cause be wise and speake truth Bess. My first doubt is my beating by my Prince 1 Stay there a little Sir doe you doubt a beating Or haue you had a beating by your Prince Bes. Gentlemen ath ' sword my Prince has beaten me 2 Brother what thinke you of this case 1 If he haue beaten him the case is cleare 2 If he haue beaten him I grant the case But how VVe cannot be too subtill in this businesse I say but how Bes. Euen with his royall hand 1 Was it a blow of loue or indignation Bes. T was twentie blowes of indignation gentlemen Besides two blowes ath ' face 2 Those blowes ath ' face haue made a new case ont' The rest were but an honourable rudenesse 1. Two blowes o th' face and giuen by a worse man I must