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A20951	The lamentable and true tragedie of M. Arden of Feuersham in Kent Who was most wickedlye murdered, by the meanes of his disloyall and wanton wyfe, who for the loue she bare to one Mosbie, hyred two desperat ruffins Blackwill and Shakbag, to kill him. VVherin is shewed the great malice and discimulation of a wicked woman, the vnsatiable desire of filthie lust and the shamefull end of all murderers.; Arden of Feversham.	Shakespeare, William, 1564-1616, attributed name.; Kyd, Thomas, 1558-1594, attributed name.	1592 (1592)	STC 733; ESTC S106279	42,651	76

Ma. I feare me you le proue one of them your selfe Ale I one of them what meane such questions Fra. I feare me he was murthred in this house And carried to the fields for from that place Backwards and forwards may you see The print of many feete within the snow And looke about this chamber where we are And you shall finde part of his giltles bloode For in his slipshoe did I finde some rushes Which argueth he was murthred in this roome Ma. Looke in the place where he was wont to sit Sèe see his blood it is too manifest Ales It is a cup of Wine that michaell shed Mic. I truely Fran. It is his bloode which strumpet thou hast shed But if I liue thou and thy complices Which have conspired and wrought his death Shall rue it Ales Ah M. Francklin God and heauen can tell I loued him more then all the world beside But bring me to him let me sée his body Fra. Bring that villaine and mosbies sister too And one of you go to the flowre deluce And séeke for mosbie and apprehend him to Exeunt Here enters shakebag solus Sh. The widdow chambly in her husbands dayes I kept And now he 's dead she is growne so stout She will not know her ould companions I came thither thinking to haue had Harbour as I was wount And she was ready to thrust me out at doores But whether she would or no I got me up And as she followed me I spurnd her down the staires And broke her neck and cut her tapsters throat And now I am going to fling them in the Temes I have the gould what care I though it be knowne I le crosse the water and take sanctuary Exit shakbag Here enters the Maior Mosbie Ales Francklin Michaell and Susan Maior Sée M. Arden where your husband lyes Confesse this foule fault and be penitent Ales Arden sweete husband what shall I say The more I sound his name the more he bleedes This bloode condemnes me and in gushing foorth Speakes as it falles and askes me why I did it Forgiue me Arden I repent me nowe And would my death saue thine thou shouldst not dye Ryse vp swete Arden and enioy thy loue And frowne not on me when we mete in heauen In heauen I loue thee though on earth I did not Maior Say Mosby what made thée murther him Fra. Study not for an answer looke not down His pursse and girdle found at thy beds head Witnes sufficiently thou didst the deede It bootles is to sweare thou didst it not Mos. I hyred black Will and Shakebagge Ruffynes both And they and I haue done this murthrous deed But wherefore stay we Come and beare me hence Fran. Those Ruffins shall not escape I will vp to London and get the counsels warrand to apprehend them Exeunt Here enters Will Will Shakebag I heare hath taken sanctuary But I am so pursued with hues and cryes For petty robberies that I haue done That I can come vnto no Sanctuary Therefore must I in some Oyster bote At last be faine to go a boord some Hoye And so to Flushing there is no staying here At Sittinburgh the watch was like to take me And had I not with my buckler couerd my head And run full blanck at all aduentures I am sure I had nere gone further then that place For the Constable had 20 warrands to apprehend me Besides that I robbed him and his Man once at Gades hill Farewell England I le to Flushing now Exit Will Here enters the Maior Mosbye Ales Michaell Susan and Bradshaw Maior Come make haste bring away the prisoners Brad. M. Arden you are now going to God And I am by the law condemned to die About a letter I brought from M. Grèene I pray you M. Arden speak the trueth Was I euer priuie to your intent or no Ales What should I say You brought me such a letter But I dare sweare thou knewest not the contents Leaue now to trouble me with wordly things And let me meditate vpon my sauiour Christ Whose bloode must saue me for the bloode I shed Mos. How long shall I live in this hell of griefe Conuey me from the presence of that strumpet Ales. Ah but for thee I had neuer beene strumpet What can not oathes and protestations doe When men haue opportunity to woe I was too young to sound thy villanies But now I finde it and repent too late Su. Ah gentle brother wherefore should I die I knew not of it till the deed was don Mos. For thée I mourne more then for my selfe But let it suffice I can not saue thee now Mic. And if your brother and my Mistres Had not promised me you in marriage I had nere giuen consent to this foule deede Maior Leaue to accuse each other now And listen to the sentence I shall giue Beare Mosbie and his sister to London straight Where they in smithfield must be executed Beare M. Arden unto Canterburye Where her sentence is she must be burnt Michaell and Bradshaw in Feuershame must suffer death Ales Let my death make a mends for all my sinnes Mos. Fy vpon women this shall be my song But beare me hence for I haue liued to long Susan Seing no hope on earth in heauen is my hope Mic. Faith I care not seeing I die with Susan Brad. My bloode be on his head that gaue the sentence Maior To speedy execution with them all Exeunt Heere enters Francklin Fran. Thus haue you seene the trueth of Ardens death As for the Ruffins Shakbag and blacke Will The one tooke Sanctuary and being sent for out Was murthred in Southwark as he past To Greenewitch where the Lord Protector lay Black Will was burnt in flushing on a stage Grèene was hanged at Osbridge in Kent The Painter fled how he dyed we know not But this aboue the rest is to be noted Arden lay murthred in that plot of ground Which he by force and violence held from Rede And in the grasse his bodyes print was seene Two yéeres and more after the deede was doone Gentlemen we hope you le pardon this naked Tragedy Wherin no filed points are foisted in To make it gratious to the eare or eye For simple trusth is gratious enough And needes no other points of glosing stuffe FINIS

you Painters paint lambes in the lyning of wenches peticots And we seruing men put hornes to them to make them become sheepe Cla. Such another word wil cost you a cuffe or a knock Mic. What with a dagger made of a pensell Faith t is too weake And therefore thou to weak to winne susan Cla. Would susans loue lay vppon this stroke Then he breaks Michaels head Here enters Mosby Greene Ales. Ales. I le lay my lyfe this is for susans loue Stayd you behinde your M. to this end Have you no other time to brable in But now when serious matters are in hand Say Clarke hast thou done the thing thou promised Cla. I heare it is the very touch is death Ales. Then this I hope if all the rest do faile Wil catch M. Arden And make him wise in death that liued a foole Why should he thrust his sickle in our corne Or what hath he to do with thee my loue Or gouerne me that am to rule my selfe Forsooth for credit sake I must leaue thee Nay he must leaue to liue to liue that we may loue May liue may loue for what is lyfe but loue And loue shall last as long as lyfe remaines And lyfe shall end before my loue depart Mos. Why what 's loue without true constancy Lyke to a piller built of many stones Yet neither with good morter well compact Nor †semell† to fasten it in the ioynts But that it shakes with euery blast of winde And being toucht straight falles vnto the earth And buries all his haughty pride in dust No let our loue be rockes of Addamant Which time nor place nor tempest can a sunder Gre. Mosbie leaue protestations now And let vs bethinke vs what we haue to doo Black Will and shakebag I have placed In the broome close watching Ardens comming Le ts to them and see what they haue done Exeunt Here enters Ard. Fra. Ard. Of ferry man where art thou Here enters the Ferriman Fer. Here here goe before to the boat And I will follow you Ard. We haue great haste I pray thée come away Fer. Fy what a mist is here Ard. This mist my frend is misticall Lyke to a good companions smoaky braine That was halfe dround with new ale ouer night Fer. I were pitty but his scull were opened To make more Chimny roome Fran. Fréend what 's thy opinion of this mist Fer. I think t is lyke to a curst wife in a lytlehouse That neuer leaues her husband till she haue driuen him out at doores with a wet paire of eyes Then lookes he as if his house were a fire Or some of his fréends dead Ard. Speaks thou this of thine owne experience Fer. Perhaps I perhaps no For my wyfe is as other women are that is to say governed by the Moone Fran. By the Moone how I pray thée Fer. Na thereby lyes a bargane And you shall not haue it fresh and fasting Ard. Yes I pray thee good ferryman Fer. Then for this once let it be midsommer Moone But yet my wyfe as another moone Fran. Another Moone Fer. I and it hath influences and Eclipses Ard. Why then by this reconing you somtimes Play the man in the Moone Fer. I but you had not best to meddle with that moone Least I scratch you by the face with my bramble bush Ard. I am almost stifled with this fog come le ts away Fran. And sirra as we go le ts vs haue som more of your bolde yeomandry Fer. Nay by my troth sir but flat knauery Exeunt Here enters Will at one doore and Shakbag at another Sha. Oh Will where art thou Wil. Here shakbag almost in hels mouth Where I can not see my way for smoake Sha. I pray thee speake still that we may mete by the sound for I shall fall into some ditche or other vnles my feete see better then my eies Wil. Didest thou euer sée better weather to runne away with another mans wife or play with a wenche at potfinger shak. No this were a fine world for chandlers If this weather would last for then a man Should neuer dyne nor sup without candle light But sirra Will what horses are those that past Wil. Why didst thou heare any Sha. I that I did Will My life for thine t was Arden and his companiō And then all our labour 's lost Sha. Nay say not so for if it be they they may happely loose their way as we haue done And then we may chaunce meete with them Wil. Come let vs go on lyke a couple of blind pilgrims Then Shakebag falles into a ditch Sha. Helpe Will help I am almost drownd Here enters the ferryman Fer. Whos 's that that calles for help Wil. Twas none heere t was thou thy selfe Fer. I came to help him that cald for help Why how now who is this that 's in the ditch You are well enough serued to goe without a guyde such weather as this Wil. Sirra what companyes hath past your ferry this morning Fer. None but a cupple of gentlemen that went to dyne at my Lord cheyneis Wil. Shakbag did not I tell thée asmuch Fer. Why sir will you haue any letters caried to them Wil. No sir get you gone Fer. Did you euer see such a mist as this Wil. No nor such a foole as will rather be bought then get his way Fer. Why sir this is no hough munday you ar deceiud What 's his name I pray you sir Sha. His name is black will Fer. I hope to see him one day hangd vpon a hill Exit Ferriman Sha. Sée how the Sunne hath cleard the foggy mist Now we haue mist the marke of our intent Here enters Grene Mosbye and Ales. Mos. Black Will and Shakbag what make you héer VVhat is the deed don is Arden dead Wil. VVhat could a blynded man performe in armes Saw you not how till now the sky was darke That neither horse nor man could be decerned Yet did we heare their horses as they past Gre. Haue they escapt you then and past the ferry Sha. I for a while but here we two will stay And at their comming back meete with them once more Zounds I was nere so toylde in all my lyfe In following so slight a taske as this Mos. How camst thou so beraide Wil. VVith making false footing in the dark He needs would follow them without a guide Ales. Here 's to pay for a fire and good chéere Get you to Feuershame to the flowre deluce And rest your selues vntil some other time Gre. Let me alone it most concernes my state Wil. I mistres Arden this wil serue the turne In case we fal into a second fog Exeunt Grene Will and Shak. Mos. These knaues wil neuer do it let vs giue it ouer Ales. First tell me how you like my new deuice Soone when my husband is returning back You and I both marching arme in arme Lyke louing frends we le meete him on the way And boldly beard and braue