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A06982	The true tragedy of Herod and Antipater with the death of faire Marriam. According to Iosephus, the learned and famous Iewe. As it hath beene, of late, diuers times publiquely acted (with great applause) at the Red Bull, by the Company of his Maiesties Reuels. Written by Geruase Markham, and William Sampson. Gentlemen.	Markham, Gervase, 1568?-1637.; Sampson, William, 1590?-1636. aut	1622 (1622)	STC 17401; ESTC S112199	49,092	84

to desert shee s free behold else Han. This is more of Liberality as you call it then I haue found since I began first to build the Temple Lym. Or I either Sal. You shall haue more we poure it on in showers performe but my commandments Han. Madam by my Handsaw Compasse I will do any thing say speake sweare and forsweare any thing your Ladiship can inuent or purchase Sal. Hark your eares Whisper Han. Hum ha pretty pretty I le play my part to tittle Neighbour looke to yours nay and I le doe it presently for the King is now comming to the Temple and I came to call you Neighbour wee 'l doe it there Lym. What else a man may bee forsworne in any place Citty Court or Country has no difference Sal. About it then be constant wary and y' are fortunate Lym. Feare vs not if you want any more to be forsworne giue me your money I le presse a dozen Tradesmen shall doe it as well as any Scribe in all Ierusalem Han. I or Publican either Sal. Away then Exe. Lym. Han. Thus catch we hearts with gold thus Spiders can Poyson poore Flyes and kill the innocent man Enter Antipater with a Letter and Animis Ani. Be swift as Lightning for the cause requires it Such paper-plots are inuisible Goblins Pinching them most which doe least iniury Y are arm'd with full instructions Ani. Sir I am Ant. Your Letters are Chrysanders and not mine Ani. I know it well Ant. Away then outflye Eagles yet Sir harke Carry your Countnance wisely seeme to be A Saint in thy deliuery Ani. Sir your care Makes you too curious feare me not Exit Animis Ant. Within there Enter Hillus Hil. Did your Excellence call Ant. I did what is your Lesson got Hil. My Lord vnto a sillable my tongue Hath poison for your purpose and I am Confirm'd in euery circumstance Ant. The time at night the place the Bed-chamber The manner arm'd the instruments their Swords Hil. Tut this is needlesse Sir my Quality Needs not a twice instruction Ant. Nobly said hold there 's gold Hil. This is a good perswader right or wrong Treasure will make the dumbe man vse his tongue Ant. True t is the sicke mans Balme the Vsurers Pledge And indeed all mens Maisters goe away Exit Hillus The time 's ripe for thy purpose thus these Slaues Runne post to Hell for shadowes ha Salumith O my best Aunt and Mistris y' are well met Neuer were times so tickle nor I thinke Stood innocence in more danger would my life Were lost to thrust feares from you Sal. VVhy Princely Nephew I 'ue no cause to feare Ant. T is well you are so arm'd indeed a life So good as yours free and religious Thinkes not on feare or ill mens actions Yet Madam still your state is slippery Belieue it while these Princes doe suruiue And dreame how you accus'd the Mother-Queene They still will practise 'gainst you Sal. Yes and you The High-Priests death and Marriams Tragedy VVill be obiected 'gainst you Ant. T is confest VV' are both marks of their vengeance Sal. Yet so farre Beyond them I le not feare them heere 's my hand I 'ue markt them for destruction since our fates Haue equall danger t is no reason but They doe inioy like triumph once againe Belieue it they are sinking Ant. Nobly said Mirror of Women Angell Goddesse Saint Enter Tryphon the Barber with a Case of Instruments Sal. Peace no more heere comes mine Instrument Ant. What this the Kings Barber your doting Amorite Sal. The same obserue him Try O blessed Combe thou spotlesse Iuory With which my Mistris Salumith once daind To combe the curious felters of her hayre And lay each threed in comely equipage Sleepe heere in peace for euer let no hand But mine henceforth be euer so adacious Or daring as to touch thee Ant. Pittifull foole goe sleepe or thou lt runne mad els Try Sizers sweet Sizers sharpe but gentle ones That once did cut the Locks of Salumith Making them in humility hang downe On either side her cheekes as 't were to guard The Roses that there flourish O goe rest Rest in this peacefull Case and let no hand Of mortall race prophane you Ant. Sfoote the Slaue Will begger himselfe with buying new Instruments Sal. O t is a piece of strange Idolatry Try Tooth-pick deare Tooth-pick Eare-pick both of you Haue beene her sweet Companions with the one I 'ue seene her picke her white Teeth with the other Wriggle so finely worme-like in her Eare That I haue wisht with enuy pardon me I had beene made of your condition But t is too great a blessing Ant. What to be made a Tooth-picke Sal. Nay you le spoyle all if you interrupt him Try Salumith O Salumith When first I saw thy golden Lockes to shine I brake my glasse needing no Face but thine When at those corrall Lips I was a gazer Greedy of one sweet touch I broke my Razor When to thy Cheekes thou didst my poore Eyes call Away flew Sizers Bason Balls and all On y the Crisping-Irons I kept most deare To doe thee seruice heere and euery where Sal. Not euery where good Triphon some place still Must be reseru'd for other purposes Try Bright Go-o-o-desse Sal. Well proceede What at a stand has true loue got the power To strike dumbe such a nimble wit Ant. Cry hem pluck vp thy heart man what a polling shauing Squire and strucke dead with a woman Sal. Nothing so he does but mocke he loues not Salumith Try Not loue you Lady O strange blasphemy Ant. Faith what wouldst thou do now but for a kisse of her hand Try What would I do what not O any thing I le number all those Hayres my Sizers cut And dedicate those Numbers to her Shrine A Breath more loathsome then the Stench of Nile I le rectifie and for her sake make pleasant A Face more black then any Aethiope I le scoure as white as Siluer to attaine But one touch of her finger I 'de beget Things beyond wonder stab poyson kill Breake mine owne necke my friends or any mans Sal. Spoke like a daring seruant harke thine eare Doe this and haue thy wishes They whisper Try What but this Ant. No more beleeue it why t is nothing man Only it asks some seriousnes and Art By which to moue the King and gaine beleefe Try But shall I haue a kisse from that white hand Which gripes my heart within it Sal. Sir you shall t is there pay your deuotion Try. Then by this kisse I le do it honey kisse Kisses her hand There 's resolution in thee and I 'm fixt To doc it swiftly quickly from my lip Thy sweet taste shall not part till I haue spoke All that your wishes looke for boast of this Y 'aue bought two Princes liues with one poore kisse Exit Ant. Spoke like a noble Seruant Sal. Nephew true Let him and 's follies wrestle from their birth We will