sweepes up all what thinkst thou of an eye Couldst thou spare one and thinke the blemish recoÌ„penc'd To see me safe with tother or a hand This white hand that hath so often With admiration trembled on the Lute Till we have prayd thee leave the strings awhile And laid our eares close to thy Ivorie fingers Suspecting all the Harmonie proceeded From their owne motion without the neede Of any dull or passive instrument No Amidea shalt not beare one scarre To buy my life the sickle shall not touch A flower that growes so faire upon his stalke Thy tother hand will misse a white companion And wither on thy arme what then can I Expect from thee to save me I would live And owe my life to thee so 't were not bought Too deere Am. Doe you beleeve I should not finde The way to Heaven were both mine eyes thy ransome I shall clime up those high and rugged câ—iffes Without a hand Sci. One way there is if thou Doest love with that tendernesse Am. Pronounce it And let no danger that attends incline you To make a pause Sci. The Duke thou knowst did love thee Am. Hi Sci. Nay doe not start alreadie nor mistake me I doe not as before make triall of thee Whether thou canst laying aside thy honour Meete his lascivious armes but by this vertue I must beseech thee to for goe it all And turne a sinfull woman Am. Blesse me Sci. I know the kingdomes of the world containe not Riches enough to tempt thee to a fall That will so much undoe thee but I am Thy brother dying brother if thou lov'st Him therefore that for thee hath done so much Died his pale hands in blood to revenge thee And in that murder wounded his owne soule Almost to death consent to loose thy innocence I know it makes thee grieve but I shall live To love thee better for it wee 'le repent Together for our sinnes and pray and weepe Till Heaven hath pardon'd all Am. Oh never never Sci. Doe but repeat thy words to save my life And that will teach compassion my life Our shame the staine of all our familie Which will succeede in my ignoble death Thou washest off Am. But staine my selfe for ever Sci. Where in thy face who shall behold one blemish Or one not more in thy whole frame thy beautie Will be the very same thy speech thy person Weare no deformitie Am. Oh doe not speake So like a rebell to all modestie To all Religion if these arguments Spring from your jealousie that I am falne After a proofe you did so late applaude Sci. I had not killd Pisano then I am now More spotted then the Marble then my head Did owe no forfeiture to Law It does ake now then I but tried thy vertue Now my condition calls for mercy to thee Though to thy selfe thou appeare cruell for 't Come we may live both if you please Am. I must never Buy my poore breath at such a rate who has Made you afraide to die I pittie you And wish my selfe in any noble cause Your Leader when our soules shall leave this dwelling The glory of one faire and vertuous action Is above all the scutcheons on our tombe Or silken banners over us Sci. So valiant J will not interpose another sillable To entreate your pittie say your prayers and then Thar' t ripe to be translated from the earth To make a Cherubine Am. What meanes my brother Sci. To kil you Am. Doe not fright me good Sciarrha Sci. And I allow three minutes for your devotion Am. Will you murder mee Sci. D' ee tremble Am. Not at the terror of your sword But at the horror will affright thy soule For this blacke deed J see Pisanos blood Is texted in thy forehead and thy hands Retaine too many too many crimson spots already Make not thy selfe by furthering of thy sister All a red letter Sci. You shall be the martir Am. Yet stay is there no remedie but death And from your hand then keepe your word let me Use one short prayer Sci. J shall relent Am. Forgive me heaven and witnesse J have still Kneels My Virgin thoughts t is not to save my life But his eternall one Sciarrha give me leave to vaile my face Rises J dare not looke uppon you and pronounce J am too much a sister live hereafter I know you will condemne my frailty for it I will obey the Duke Sci. Darst thou consent Wounds her Am. Oh let me see the wound She unvails T is well if any other hand had done it Some Angell tell my brother now I did But seeme consenting Sci. Ha but seeme Am. You may beleeve my last breath Sci. Why didst say so Am. To gaine some time in hope you might call in Your bloody purpose and prevent the guilt Of being my murderer but Heaven forgive thee Sci. Agen agen forgive me Amidea And pray for me live but a little longer To heare me speake my passion hath betraid Thee to this wound for which I know not whether I should rejoyce or weepe since thou art vertuous The Duke whose soule is blacke agen expects thee To be his whoore good Death be not so hastie The Agent for his lust Lorenzo has My Oath to send thee to his bed for otherwise In my deniall hell and they decree When I am dead to ravish thee marke that To ravish thee and I confesse in teares As full of sorrow as thy soule of innocence In my religious care to haue thee spotlesse I did resolve when I had found thee ripe And nearest Heaven with all thy best desires To send thee to thy peace thy faind consent Hath brought thy happinesse more earelie to thee And sav'd some guilt forgive me altogether Am. With the same heart I beg Heaven for my selfe Farewell Sci. Thou shalt not die yet Amidea Sister Florio knockes I cannot come But one word more oh which way went thy soule Or is it gone so farre it cannot heare me Florio breakes ope the doore Flo. Looke here 's our Sister so so chafe her She may returne there is some motion Flo. Sister Sci. Speake aloud Florio if her spirit be not Departed I will seale this passage up I feele her breath agen here 's Florio Would faine take his leave so so she comes Flo. Amidea how came this wound Am. I drew the weapon to it Heaven knowes my brother lov'd me now I hope The Duke wo'not persue me with new flames Sciarrha tell the rest love one another The time you live together I le pray for you In Heaven farewell kisse me when I am dead You else will stay my journie She dyes Sci. Didst not heare An Angell call her Florio I have much To tell thee take her up stay I will talke A little more with her she is not dead Let her alone nay then shee 's gone indeede But hereabouts her soule must hover still Le ts speake to that faire Spirit Flo. You talke idly Sci.
wearie harke Rogero one knocks see see ther 's to make thee amends see good Knockes Rogero and say nothing pray heaven it be no pursevant Enter Petruchio with a Letter Ro. Petruchio my Lord Pisanoes Secretary Dep. But Lorenzoes Engine a very knave Pet. My very good Lord Dep. What 's here it can be no goodnesse Reades My Lord I would not have you goe to bed to night he wonot let me sleepe now I dream't as much something will be done to give Florence liberty In the depth of night you may cunningly disperse some rumours in the Citty that the Duke is dead the people must be distracted in the common fright be not you wanting in your person to assist their feares and speake well of Lorenzo speake well of the divell my humble service to your Lord and say he has power to command me in all things Pet. My very good Lord Dep. No matter and you were both hang'd Rogero shew him the Wine-sellar let me see I must report the Dukes death I cannot abide this word Death yet he desires mee but to report it hum if it be false why so much the better there will be the lesse harme in 't if it should prove true they will beleeve me another time Well I will drinke my selfe halfe drunke and be fortified Exeunt Enter Duke Amidea Lorenzo Sciarrha Florio c. Du. Sciarrha you exceede in entertainment Banquet our yâ—s too Lo. He will feast all Senses Sci. Onely a toy my Lord I cannot cal 't A maske not worthy of this presence yet It speakes the freedome of my heart and gratitude For this great honour Du. Amidea must sit neere us Sci. Lords your places 't wonot be Worth halfe this ceremonie let 'em begin Enter Lust richly apparreld the pleasures attending Du. Whose the presenter Sci. Lust sir pray observe Lust Now let Lust possesse the throne Of Love and rule in hearts alone You sweete tempters to my Sinne Beauty smiles and kisses winne Vpon fraile mortals let them know There is no happinesse but you Shoot no arrowes tip'd with leade Each shaft have his golden head Call no Love delude men still Through the flesh their spirits kill Nor spend all your art to take Common persons greatnesse make By your potent charmes to bee Subjects unto hell and mee Inflame but Kings with loose desire Yee soone set all the world on fire Enter a young man in rich habit and Crownd Du. What 's hee Sci. A wild young man that followes lust He has too much blood it seemes Du. Why lookes hee backe Sci. There is a thing cald death that followes him With a large traine of furies but the Syrens Of lust make him secure and now the hagge Embraces him and circles him with pleasures The harpyes meane to dance too hang his conscience It whines too much Lo. This is too plaine Sci. Hee does not tremble yet By an by sir you shall see all his tormentors Joyne with 'em ther 's the sport on 't Lo. Mee thinks they Should have beene first forth antimaske Lo. Oh no! In hell they doe not stand upon the methode As wee at Court the ground maske and the glorie Begin the revells Sister you doe ill To keepe the Duke in talke he cannot see The divell for you and the whipps does not That deaths head looke most teÌ„ptingly the wormes Have kist the lips off The furies joyne in the dance and in the end carries the young man away How does your highnesse like this dance Du. My eyes so feasted here I did not marke it But I presume 't was hansome Sci. Oh the Lethargy Of Princes we ha kept you Sir from bed More lights Du. Good night to all to you the best Sciarrha binde us ever by performance Sci. We are all yours Du. And Florence thine once more Brightest of Ladies Lo. You are firme Sci. Suspect not Exeunt all but Amidea and Florio Flo. I doe not like my brothers Morall Maske The Duke himselfe was personated I Wonder it did not startle him Am. I hope Sciarrha does not meane so ill as that Did promise he 's return'd his lookes are full Enter Sciarrha Of threatning Sci. Amidea goe not to bed And yet no matter I can doo 't alone Take both your rest and in your prayers commend The Duke to Heaven t is charity has made His will already and bequeathd his body To you Sister pitty his soule for 't t is now Within few minutes of departing Am. How Sci. Why this way I must helpe him in his groanes To bring his flesh a bed Am. You wonot kill him Sci. I am not of your minde Am. I know you cannot Sci. You are not studied so perfect in His destiny I hope I will endeavour Am. To kill your Prince Flo. What here Sci. No in his Chamber Am. Shall it be read in Stories of our Florence Sciarrha first did staine his family With such a Treason Flo. Was he not invited Sci. Yes by his lust Flo. And in your crowned tables And Hospitality will you murder him Sci. Yes and the reason wherefore he was murderd Shall justifie the deed to all posterity He came to wrong my Sister Flo. Wanton heate Let youthfull blood excuse him Sci. So it must Flo. Mistake me not oh thinke but who he is The Duke that word must needs awake your piety Am. How will good men in this remembrance Abhorre your cruelty that send to hell One with the weight of all his sinnes upon him Sci. It is too late to coole with argument My incensed blood will you goe dally with him And let him bord your pinace I ha gon So farre in promise if you claspe not with him It will be dangerous if he out-live This night Am. I ha thought on 't send him to my bed Sc. Ha Am. Doe not question what I purpose heaven Witnesse to my chast thoughts Sci. Wot thou trust him Am. I will doe much sir to preserve his life And your innocence be not you suspectfull At the worst you can but respite your revenge Sci. Dost thou not feare unhappy Luenesse chance Or wretched Philomels dishonour Am. No Give me his life and send your wanton to me I le to my Chamber feare me not Sciarrha Have not one thought so bad I sha' not prosper Virgins in heaven will suffer with me Exit Am. Flo. Flo. Trust her Sci. T is but deferring of my justice Shee wonot kill him sure draw on her soule The guilt shee hates in mine if shee doe yeeld To the hot encounter ha t will be just That both their hearts weepe blood to purge their lust Exit Enter Florio and Amidea Flo. My Ponyard Ami. I 've no blacke intent To stain 't with any blood Flo. Take it I know thou art my vertuous Sister It were wickednesse to doubt thy purpose Or the event Ami. Now leave me Flo. Thou hast a guard of Angels Ami. They are comming Enter Sciarrlia Duke Sci. Looke there she is sir you know how to
be engag'd If I but name a cause Gentlemen draw Sci. My providence has betrayd 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 doe love and honour your Lorenzo No hand advance a weapon sheath agen 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 noblenesse Lo. You see I doe not feare your sword alone I have Too much advantage yet you may imagine How easily I could correct this rashnesse But in my feare to offend gracious Heaven With a new crime having so late obtain'd My peace I give you freedome Sci. Doe I dreame Lo. Pray chide me still I will be patient To heare my shame Sci. Is this to be beleev'd Doth not Lorenzo counter this vertue Hee 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 confesse Lo. To give him death with your owne hand Methinkes it should be the same parricide In you if not a greater yet you chang Your purpose why did you not goe through And murder him Sci. He was converted Lo. Good that taught you mercy perhaps repētance For your intent Sci. It did Lo. Why should not sir The same conversion of the Duke possesse My heart with as much pietie to him And sorrow for my selfe if I should say You are but cunning is this shape of honesty And still suspect your soule to be a Traitor Might you not blame my want of charitie Sci. He saies but right we are Both men fraile things t is not impossible Lo. I am reconcild to heaven already and the Duke if you Be still unsatisfied I am readie sin Sci. The circumstance considerd I incline To thinke this may be honest Lo. Come Sciarrha We are both hastie pardon my rash language In the beginning I will studie service Shall make you love me I ha bin too wicked Too full of passion inexorable My nature is corrected at this minute I 'me friends with all the world but in your love Shall number many blessing Sci. I am converted Enter Petruchio Lo. What 's the newes Pet. My Lord Depazzi prayes some conference In the next chamber we arrivd by chance Together at your gate I doe not like his talke sir Lo. Hang him propertie let him Expect thou art come i' the opportunitie I could have wisht be wise and second mee Sci. He waits upon Pisano Whose health I may enquire I ha not seene him Since he departed sick a fit occasion Lo. Married to Oriana thou mistak'st T is Amidea Lord Sciarrha's sister Pet. That contract 's broken and the old Lady Morrossa is violent to have the marriage Finished with her daughter Lo. Sciarrha I' st true Pisano marries Oriana The rich Morassa's daughter Sci. Ha Lo. Wee did expect to here your sister should Have beene his bride has he forsaken Amidea Sci. Do not you serve Pisano Pet. Yes my Lord Sci. And dare you talke hee 's to be married To Oriana Pet. If they live till to morrow Ther 's great provision to my knowledge and Sci. Take that learne to speake a truth hereafter Lo. That blow shall cost his life It is not possible hee dares affront You thus the world takes notice of a contract Hee 's much to blame if he should wrong so sweet A Lady as Amidea now by Hymen T is not so honorable hee neede not scorne Such an alliance Pet. I am not to give Account for my Lords actions let him answere And justifie his honor but my Lord Since J am provoked J must declare he has Call'd back his vowes to Amidea given Her freedome and does meane to use his owne And this he dares publish Lo. What disclaim'd a Lady of her birth and glorious merit Sci. Th' art a villaine Lo My Lord he is not worth your anger hee Declares but what his master hath committed T is none of his fault Pet. It becomes my dutie To take correction my Lord from you I am a servant a poore gentleman Sci. Shall I suspect the circumstance at his departure Lo. It is strange you knew not this before Sci. I must examine if he dares Lo. Be patient Sci. Teach fooles and children patience The dogs eate up Sciarrha let me live The prodigie of sorrow die a death That may draw teares from Scithians if Pisano Leade o're his threshold any soone wonne dame To be my sisters shame I am calme now One false heaven why should thy altars save T is just that Hymen light him to his grave Exit Lo. A thousand furies swell his rage although Pisano bleed this is the safest killing Wisemen secure their fates and execute Invisibly like that most subtle flame That burnes the heart yet leaves no path or touch Vpon the skinne to follow or suspect it Farewell dull passionate foole how this doth feede me Kill and be lost thy selfe or if his sword Conclude thy life both waies I am reveng'd Petruchio thou didst hit my instructions rarely And I applaude thee now send in Depazzi and visit me anon Pet. I shall my Lord Exit Lo. Some Polititian That is not wise but by a president Would thinke me weake for using such an instrument As this Depazzi but I know by proofe Such men whom feare and honour make our creatures Doe prove safe Engines fooles will still obey When cunning knaves our confidence betray Enter Depazzy and Rogero Dep. My Lord I would speake a word or two in private Lo. You may Dep. Is no body within hearing all cleere behind the arras Lo. Make no doubt sir Dep. My Lord the truth is I am very fearefull is your Lordship sure there are no eves droppers Lo. What needs this circumstance I pray come to the point Dep. T is not unknowne to your Lordship that you have bin my very good Lord neither am I ignorant that I am your humble servant you advanc'd men brought me into the number of the nobles and I brought you a reasonable number of crownes I am not the first wise Cittizen that hath bin converted into a foolish Courtier but my Lord I beseech you pardon mee it will out Lo. What 's the matter Dep. I am ready to burst Lo. With what Dep. Treason treason now 'ts out and I feele my bodie the lighter for t alreadie the last plot did not take you see and I would humbly intreate your Lordship to excuse mee and get some body else hereafter to be your Traitor in my stead Lo. How sir Dep. If you did but know the tendernesse of my constitution or feele the pangs and convulsions that I suffer you would pittie mee I fall awaie you see I
what she made coy of Du. Is this in nature Lo. Thus Sciarrhas life And fortunes are alreadie growing forfeit These braines have plotted so your mercy shall Purchase what you can wish for in his Sister And hee acknowledge rifling of her honour A faire and cheape redemption Du. Doe this And I le repent the folly of my penitence And take thee to my soule a neerer pledge Then blood or nature gave mee I 'me renewd I feele my naturall warmth returne when where Is this to be expected I grow old While our embraces are deferd Lo. J goe to hasten your delight prepare your blood For amorous game Sciarrhas fate is cast Firmer then destinie Du. Thou art my Prophet I le raise thee up an Altar Lo. Trust these braines Du. Thou mak'st my spirit caper in my veines Exit Cosmo and two Gentlemen above 1 Gen. This way they passe Cos. J would not see 'em 2 Gen. Why 1 Gen. What melanchollie o' the suddaine it is now past cure Cos. J know it is and therefore doe not Desire to witnesse their solemnitie should Oriana See me to day 2 What then Cos. The object J Feare would be too prodigious 2 We dispute not those nice formalities Enter Alonzo Piero Pisano Oriana Morossa 1 She has spied you already Cos. I am sorry for 't Oriana faints Mor. How is 't my childe Pis. My dearest Oriana Shee faints what griefe is so unmannerly To interrupt thee now Oriana Mor. Daughter Pis. Will Heaven divorce vs ere the Priest have made Our Marriage perfect we in vaine hereafter Shall heare him teach that our Religion binds To have the Churches ceremonie she returnes Oria. Why were you so unkinde to call me from A pleasing slumber Death has a fine dwelling Pie This shewes her heart 's not yet consenting t is Her Mothers fierce command Ori. Something spake to me from that window Pis. There is nothing Ori. Nothing now Pis. Set forward Alon. I doe not like this interruption t is Ominous Enter Amidea Am. Not for my sake but for your owne go backe Or take some other way this leads to death My brother Pis. What of him Am. Transported with The furie of revenge for my dishonour As he conceives for t is against my will Hath vowd to kill you in your Nuptiall glory Alas I feare his haste now good my Lord Have mercy on your selfe I doe not begge Your pittie upon me I know too well You cannot love me now nor would I rob This Virgin of your faith since you have pleas'd To throw me from your love I doe not aske One smile nor one poore kisse enrich this maide Created for those blessings but agen I would beseech you cherish your owne life Though I be lost forever Alon. It is worth Your care my Lord if there be any danger Pis. Alas her griefe hath made her wilde poore Ladie J should not love Oriana to goe backe 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 beleeve me pray perswade him You are his friends Lady it will concerne You most of all indeede feare you le weepe To see him dead as well as J. Pis. No more Goe forward Am. J have done pray be not angry That still J wish you well may heaven divert All harmes that threaten you full blessings crowne Your Marriage J hope there is no sinne in this Jndeed J cannot choose but pray for you This might have beene my wedding-day Ori. Good Heaven J would it were my heart can tell J take No joy in being his bride none in your praiers You shall have my consent to have him still J will resigne my place and waite on you Jf you will marrie him Am. Pray doe not mocke me But if you doe J can forgive you too Ori. Deare Amidea doe not thinke J mocke Your sorrow by these teares that are not worne By every Virgin on her wedding day J am compelld to give away my selfe Your hearts were promisd but he ne're had mine Am not J wretched too Am. Alas poore Maide We two keepe sorrow alive then but J prithee When thou art married love him prithee love him For he esteemes thee well and once a day Give him a kisse for me but doe not tell him T was my desire perhaps 't will fetch a sigh From him and I had rather breake my heart But one word more and heaven be with you all Since you have led the way I hope my Lord That I am free to marrie too Pis. Thou art Am. Let me beseech you then to be so kinde After your owne solemnities are done To grace my wedding I shall bee married shortly Pis To whom Am. To one whom you haue all heard talke of Your fathers knew him well one who will never Give cause I should suspect him to forsake mee A constant lover one whose lips though cold Distill chast kisses though our bridall bed Be not adorn'd with roses t will bee greene We shall have Virgin Laurell Cipresse Ewe To make us garlands though no Pine do burne Our nuptiall shall have torches and our chamber Shall be cut out of marble where wee le sleepe Free from all care for ever death my Lord I hope shall be my husband now farewell Although no kisse accept my parting teare And give me leave to weare my willow here Exit Enter Sciarrha Lorenzo aloofe with a guard Al. Sciarrha then I prophesie Sci. Pisano where 's Pisano Pis. Here Sciarrha I should have answerd with lesse clamor Sci. But I would not lose my voice I must be heard And does concerne you I professe no Augurie I have not quarterd out the heavens to take The flight of birds nor by inspection Of entrailes made a divination But I must tell you t is not safe to marrie Pis. Why Sci. T will be fatall Hymen is gone abroad And Venus Lady of your nativitoe 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 villaine I doe not flatter Pis. I am patient This day I consecrate to love not anger Wee le meet some other time Sci. Deride my furie Then to thy heart I send my owne revenge Stabs him with a ponyard And Amideas Pis. I am murderd Mor. Help murder gentlemen oh my unhappines Enter Lorenzo with a gaurd 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 charitie Lo. No man attempt his death I le give yea reasons this attempt deserves An exemplarie justice Sci. I am above Your politicke reach and glory in the wound That punish'd our dishonor is he dead I would not be so miserable not to ha sped him For the Empire Enter Cosmo Cos. Oh my friend poore Oriana Lo. Disarme him Returne and comfort one another some Exeunt all
you say no cares but ours Can reach his voice but be not tedious Du. Oh spare mee I may live and pardon thee Thy Prince begs mercy from thee that did never Deny thee any thing pittie my poore soule I have not prayed Lo. I could have wish'd you better Prepard but let your soule e'en take his chance Wounds him agen Du. No teare prevaile oh whither must wander Thus Caesar fell by Brutus I shall tell Newes to the world I goe to will not bee Beleevd Lorenzo kild me Lo. Will it not I le presently put in security Du. I am comming Amidea I am comming For thee inhumane murderer expect My blood shall flie to heaven and there inflam'd Hang a prodigious meteor all thy life And when by some as bloody hand as thine Thy soule is ebbing forth it shall descend In flaming drops upon thee oh I faint Thou flattering world farewell let Princes gather My dust into a glasse and learne to spend Their hower of state that 's all they have for when That 's out times never turnes the glasse agen Dies Lo. So lay him beside his mistresse hide their faces The Duke dismist the traine came with him Pe. He did my Lord Lo. Run to Sciarrha pray him come and speake wo'mee Secure his passage to this Chamber haste Exit Pet. Hee 's dead I le trust him now and his ghost too Fools start at shadowes I 'me in love with night And her complexion Enter Petr. Pe. My Lord hee 's come without your summons Lo. Already leave us Enter Sciarrha and Florio Welcome let embraces Chaine us together noble Florio welcome But I must honor thy great soule Sci. Where 's the Duke Lo. They are a bed together Sci. Ha Lo. Hee 's not stirring yet Thou kildst thy sister didst not Sci. I preserv'd her Lo. So it was bravely done Sci. But where 's the wanton Duke Lo. A sleepe I tell you Sci. And hee shall sleepe eternally Lor. You cannot wake him looke you Sci. Is he dead Lo. And in his death we two begin our life Of greatnesse and of Empire nay hee 's dead Sci. That labour 's sav'd Lo. Now I pronounce Sciarrha Thy pardon and to recompence thy losse The share of Florence I le but weare the title The power wee le devide Sci. I like this well You told a tale once of a common wealth And libertie Lo. It was to gaine a faction With discontented persons a fine tricke To make a buzze of reformation My ends are compas'd hang the ribble rabble Sci. Shall wee sweat for the people loose our breath To get their fame Lo. I le have it given out The Duke did kill thy sister Sci. Excellent Lo. Having first ravish'd her he cannot bee Too hatefull it will dull the examination Of his owne death or if that come to question Sci. What if I say I kild him in revenge Of Amidea they will pittie mee Beside 't wil be in your power to pardon Mee altogether Lo. Most descreetely thought on Sci. The Divell wonot leave us o' the suddaine Lo. Rare wit How hastily hee climbs the the precipice From whence one Fillup topples him to ruine Wee two shall live like brothers Sci. stay wee two now I consider better I have no minde to live at all you shanot I le give you proofe if you but make a noise You gallop to the Divell Lo. I 'me betraid Sci. To death inevitable brother be you Spectator onely Lo. This is somewhat noble Sci. Thanke mee not Lorenzo I le not engage His innocence to blood thy hands are white Preserve e'm Florio and unlesse my arms Grow feeble doe not interpose thy sword I charǵe thee Lo. None to assist mee helpe Petruchio helpe They fight Enter Petruchio who offering to runne at Sciarrha is intercepted by Florio Petruchio runs in crying helpe Florio makes fast the doore Lo. Reach thy jawes wider villaine cry out murder Treason any thing hold oh Lo. fals Sci Will you not fall Colosus Flo. Are not you hurt Sci. I know not Ha yes he has prick'd me somewhere But I le make sure of him now must I follow I le fight with him i' th tother world thy hand Florio Farewell Dies Flo. Hee s dead too t is in vaine for me to fly Within Breake open the dores Flo. You shanot neede Enter Petruchio Cosmo Allonso Frederico with guard Al. Disarme him Cos. Lorenzo and Sciarrha slaine Al. Where is the Duke Pet. Looke heere my Lords Al. What Traitor Fre. See Amidea murderd too Cos. I tremble heere is a heape of Tragedies Al. Wee must have an account from Florio Flo. He can informe you best that brought you hither Al. Lay hands upon Petruchio disarme him Cos. What blood is that upon his sword t is fresh Pet. I 'me caught Cos. To tortures with him Pet. Spare your furie know T was the best blood in Florence I must quit Young Florio Lorenzo and my selfe Are onely guilty of the princes death Al. Inhumane traitors Co. But who kild Amidea Flo. The Dukes lust There was no other way to save her honor My brother has revengd it heere but fate Denyde him triumph Al. I never heard Such killing stories but t is meet wee first Settle the state Cosmo you are the next Of blood to challenge Florence Cos. Pray deferre That till the morning drag that murderer To prison Florio you must not expect Your liberty til all things be exam'nd Lorenzo now I am above thy malice And will make satisfaction to Oriana T is a sad night my Lords by these you see There is no stay in proud mortality Exeunt FINIS