Be then propitious ô eternall light And blesse my fortunes maugre hellish spight Enter Katherine in a petticoate Ka. Black sorrow nurse of plaints of teares grones Evaporate my spirit with a sigh That it may hurrey after his sweete breath Who made thee doate on life now hunt for death Pas. What soule is that that with her teare-full eies Seemes to lament with me in miseries Ka. Here seemes to be the pressure of his truncke Deare earth confirme my doubt was this the place Which the faire bodie of my Pasquil prest When he laie murdred See the drooping grasse Hangs downe his mourning head and seemes to say This was the fatall place where Pasquil lay Oh thou sweet print stampt by the fairest limbes The richest Coffin of the purest soule That euer prest the bosome of the earth First drinke my teares and next sucke vp my blood Now thou immortall spirit of my Loue Thou pretious soule of Pasquil view this knife Which once thou gauest me and prepare thy arme To clip the spirit of thy constant Loue Deare Ned I come by death I will be thine Since life denies it to poore Katherine She offers to stabbe her selfe Pas. Hold hold thou miracle of constancie First let heauen perish and the crazde world runne Into first Chaos of confusion Before such cruell violence be done To her faire breast whose fame by vertue wonne Shall honour women whilste there shines a sunne Kathe. Thrice sacred spirit why dost thou forsake Elizeum pleasures to withhold the arme Of wretched Katherine Oh let me die Retire sweete Ghoast do not pollute thy hand With touch of mortalls Pas. Amazement of thy Sex Pasquill doth liue And liues to loue thee in eternitie Be not agast recouer spirit Sweete T is Pasquill speakes t is Pasquill clips thy waste T is Pasquill prints a kisse on thy faire hand Ka. What do I dreame or haue I drawne the sluce Of life vp and through streames of bloud Vnfelt haue set my prisoned soule at large Am I in heauen or in Pasquills Armes I am in heauen for my Neds embrace Is Katherines long wish'd celestiall place Pas. Diuinitie of sweetnesse I protest If these inferiour Orbs were rowled vp And the imperiall heauen bar'd to my view T were not so gracious nor so much desir'd As my deare Katherine is to Pasquills sight Ka. Heauen of Content Paphos of my delight Pas. Mirrour of Constancie life-bloud of loue Ka. Center to whom all my affections moue Pas. Renown of Virgins whose fame shal ne're fleet Ka. Oh I am maz'd with ioy I pree thee sweete Vnfold to me what sad mischaunce it was Forc'd thy deaths rumour and such woes disperc'd Sad sorrow past delights to be rehearsed Pas. It will be tedious but in breefe thinke thus Old Mamons malice was the venombd foame That poisoned all the sweets of our content Kathe. Alas deare heart that loue should be so crost Now good Ned fetch my gowne t is at yon house I would be loth to turne to Hygate thus Pas. I am oblig'de with infinit respect to do you seruice Oh power diuine was euer such a loue as Katherine Ent. Ma. Looke Mamon search Mamon this way shee went Put on thy spectacles this way she went Blest blest blest be thy natiuitie Yonder she sits I le either haue her now Or none shall e're enioy her with content Ka. How loues impatient when will Ned returne Ma. Tut t is no matter when looke where thy Mamō is Ka. Good diuel for Gods sake do not vexe my sight Didst not thou plot the death of my deare Loue Ma. Yes yes and wold complot ten thousand deaths Euen damne my soule for beauteous Katherine My ship shall kemb the Oceans curled backe To furnish thee with braue Abiliaments Rucks of rich Pearle and sparkling Diamonds Shall fringe thy garments with Imbroadry Thy head shall blaze as bright with Orient stone As did the world being burnt by Phaeton Ka. You make me death for pitties sake forbeare Oh when will Pasquil come Good Sir depart When wilt returne I pray you Sir goe hence And troth I will not hate you nay I 'le speake Against my heart and say I loath you not You vexe my patience gentle sir forbeare I begge it on my knee and with a teare Mam. Tut will you loue me and detest yon boy Ka. Heauen detest me first and loathe my soule Mam. Is it your finall resolution Ka. God knowes it is So good Sir rest content Mam. I I will rest and thou shalt rest thus blur'd Thus poysond venomde with this oyle of Toades If Mamon cannot get thee none shall ioy Which he could not enioy I feare no lawe Gold in the firmest conscience makes a flawe Rot like to Helen Spittle hence adiew Let Pasquil boast in your next interview Ka. Be pittifull and kill me gentle Sir Heauen my heart is crackt with miserie Where shall I hide me which way shall I cleanse The eating poyson of this venomde oyle Poore wretch alas see where thy Pasquil comes Pas. Here Loue put on your gown How now good God Heauē giue me patiēce who hath vs'd thee thus Ka. The diuel in the shape of Mamon Sweet Touch me not Pasquil I coniure thee now By all the power of affection By that strickt bond of loue that lincks our hearts Leaue and abandon me eternally I merit now no loue yet prethee sweet Vouchsafe to giue me leaue to loue thee still But I do binde thee by thy sacred vowe Of our once happie and thrice blessed loue Follow not Katherine good Ned doo not greeue In time iust heauen may our woes releeue Exit Katherine Pas. fureus O dira fata saeua miseranda horida Quis hic Locus quae Regio quae Mundi plaga Vbi sum Katherina Katherina Eheu Katherina Enter Mamon Mam. My Spectacles will betraie mee looke Mamon search Mamon here abouts they fell Pas. Welcome Erra Pater you that make Prognostications for euer Where 's you Almanacke Pulles his Indentures out of Mamons bosome Ma. Lorde blesse my Obligations Lorde blesse my bonds Lord blesse my Obligations Alas alas alas Pas. Let me see sir now when will true valour be at the full Oh there 's an opposition t is eclipsed Venus I Venus is mounted Where 's the Goat now Kembd fine kemd Oh heere are Dog daies out vpon t Dog dayes Dog dayes Dog dayes out vpon t He teares the Papers Mam. Alas my Obligations my Bonds my Obligations my Bonds Alas alas alas Pas. Katherina Katherina Ehew Katherina Exit Pasquil Mam. Obligations Obligations Alas my Obligations I am vndone vndone vndone Enter Flawne. Flawne. Sir Sir Sir Mam. What sir you for you Dog you Hounde you Crust what 's best newes with you now Out-alas my Obligations my Bonds I am vndon vndon Flawne. Sir the best newes is your ship the Hopewell hath hapt ill returning from Barbary T is but sunk or so not a scrap of goods sau'de Mam. Villaines Rogues Iewes Turkes Infidels
merry note with chuncks to sing Those that are farre more yong and wittie Are wide from singing such a Dittie As Chunck chunck chunck There 's Chunck that makes the Lawier prate There 's Chunck that make a foole of Fate There 's Chunck that if you will be his Shall make you liue in all hearts blis With Chunck chunck chunck Ka. T is wel sung good old man hence with your gold Leaue the green fields t is deawy you le take cold Mam. The Casements shut wel here I le lurke stay To see who beares the glorie of the day Hence hence to London Flawne let me alone Enter Flawne I can hardly leaue him alone for the Diuell and double Duckats still associate him but I am gone Exit Enter Pasquill Pasquil. The glooming morne with shining Armes hath chaste The siluer Ensign of the grim cheekt night And forc'd the sacred troupes of sparkling starres Into their priuate Tents yet calme husht sleepe Strikes dumbe the snoring world yet frolick youth That 's lately matcht vnto a well shapte Lasse Clippes his sweet Mistresse with a pleasing arme Whilst the great power of Imperious Loue Sommons my dutie to salute the shine Of my Loues beauties Vnequald Katherine I bring no Musick to prepare thy thoughts To entertaine an amorous discourse More Musick 's in thy name and sweet dispose Then in Apollos Lyre or Orpheus close I 'le chaunt thy name and so inchaunt each eare That Katherinas happie name shall heare My Katherine my life my Katherine Kathe. My Ned my Pasquil sweet I come I come Euen with like swiftnes tho not with like heart As the fierce Fawcon stoupes to rysing fowle I hurrey to thee do not goe away The place is priuate and t is yet scarce day Pas. Oh these kind words imparadize my thoughts Ma. Ha ha yong Pasquil haue I found you out I st you must bore my nose I le bore your heart Why this same boy 's as bare as naked Truthe A lowe ebd gallant yet shee le match with him I le match him if his skin be ponyard proofe He may scape the force of gold and murder if not As you returne sir I will pepper you Exit Enter Katherine to Pasquill And art thou come deare hart first fee be this This kinde imbrace and next this modest kis Pas. This is no kisse but an Ambrosian bowle The Nectar deaw of thy delicious sowle Let me sucke one kisse more and with a nimble lip Nibble vpon those Rosie bankes more soft and cleare Then is the Ieweld tip of Venus eare Oh how a kisse inflames a Louers thought With such a fewell let me burne and die And like to Hercules so mount the skie Ka. Come you grow wanton Oh you bite my lip Pas. In faith you Iest I did but softly sip The Roseall Iuice of your reuiuing breath Let clumsie iudgements chilblaind gowtie wits Bung vp their chiefe content within the whoopes Of a stuft dry Fatt and repose their hopes Of happinesse and hearts tranquilitie Vpon increase of durt but let me liue Clipt in the cincture of a faithfull arme Luld in contented ioy being made diuine With the most precious loue of Katherine Ka. Let the vnsanctified spirit of ambition Entice the choyse of muddy minded Dames To yoke themselues to swine and for vaine hope Of gay rich trappings be still spurd and prickt With pining discontent for nuptiall sweetes But let me liue lou'd in my husbands eies Whose thoughts with mine may sweetly simpathize Pas. The heauens shall melt the sun shall cease to shine Before I leaue the loue of Katherine Kathe. Nay when heauens melted the sun strooke dead Euen then my loue shall not be vanquished Pas. When I turne fickle vertue shall be vice Ka. When I proue false Hell shall be Paradice Pas. My life shall be maintaind by thy kind breath Ka. Thy loue shall be my life thy hate my death Pas. Oh when I die let me imbrace thy waste Ka. In death let me be counted thine and chaste Pas. Heauens graunt being dead my soule may liue nie thee Ka. One kisse shal giue thee mine eternally Pas. In faire exchaunge vouchsafe my hart to take Ka. With all my mind weare this Ned for my sake But now no more bright day malings our loue Farewell yet stay but t is no matter too My Father knowes I thinke what must ensue Adieu yet harke nay faith adieu adiew Pas. Peace to thy passions till next enterview Exeunt Enter Mamon and Mounsier Iohn fo de King Mam. Now Mounsieur be but confident and hold There is the price of blood this way he comes Strike home bold arme and thou shalt want no crowns Moun. Feare you noting when he is die me bring you word Exit Mamon Hee by gor braue crowne braue monney Me haue here a patent to take vp one two treescore Vench fine Crowne fine vench vnreasonably fine Dis monney is my baude Me send a French crowne To fetch a fine vench de French crowne fetch de Fine vench de fine vench take de French crowne And giue me de French poc Hee excellent you see Mee kill a man you see mee hang like de Burgullian Hee no poine Hee by Gor mee haue much vitt Ang me much bald and me ang much bald wit Here come de Gentleman metre Pasquill Enter Pasquill Pasquill I st possible that sisters should so thwart In natiue humours one 's as kind and fayre As constant vertuous and as debonayre As is the heart of goodnesse the other proud Inconstant fantasticke and as vaine in loues As trauellers in lies blest Katherine Camelia 's not thy sister if she bee Shee s basterd to the sweetes that shine in thee Moun. Boniour Metre Pasquill sance Iest me am hired to kill you Mounsieur Mamon Messier Iounck Iounck giue me money to stab you but me know there is a God that hate bloud derfore me no kil me know dere is a vench that loue Crowne derefore me keepe de money Pas. Vnhallowed villaine that with gold and bloud Thinkes that almighty loue can be withstood Hold Mounsieur there are more Crownes onely do this returne to Mamon tell him the deed is done and bring him hither that he may vainely triumph in my bloud I haue some painting which I found by chaunce in loose Camelias chamber with that I le staine my breast go and returne with speed Moun. Hee by gor I smell a rat me flie me flie by gor Exit Mounsieur Pas. Leaud miscreant that through the throat of hel Wouldst mount to heauen and enioy loue Invaluably pretious no rancke churle Thou wast not made to slauer her faire lips With thy dead rewmy chops nor clip her waste With thy shrunke bloudlesse arme I heare him come Now Pasquill faigne ô thou eternall light Mourne that thy creatures should in bloud delight He lies downe and faines himselfe dead Enter Mamon and Mounsieur Mam. Now smug fac'd boy now nibble on her lips Now
cannot endure your countenance mee brule ang mee brule ang yow ha no compassion by gor me ang quite languish Last night me goe to bedd ang me put de candle behinde me and by my trote me see cleane torough me Me ang so drye me put a cold plattre at my backe and my back melt de plattre quite do so burne Pree you shew mee your bed Chambre mee will be secrete constant I loue you vnreasonably vell vnreasonably vell by gor Mist. Bra. In faith you make me blush what should I say Moun. Say no ang take it Or arke you one ting Say neder yea nor no but take it ang say noting Mist. Bra. You will be close and secret Moun. Secred by gor as secred as your sowle me wil tell noting possible Mist. Bra. Well Sir if it please you to see my Chamber t is at your seruice Exit Mist. Brabant Moun. Hee now me ang braue Mounsieur by gor ang me had know dis mee woode haue eate some Potatos or Ringoe but vell hee Me will tanck Metre Brabant vor dis by gor me am caught in heauen blisse Exit Mounsieur Enter Camelia and Winifride hanging on Planets armes Ca. Oh too vnkind why doest thou scorne my loue Shee that with all the vehemence of speech Hath bene pursued and kneeled too for loue Prostrates her selfe and all her choycest hopes As lowe as to thy feete disdaine me not To scorne a Virgin is mans odious blot Pla. To scorne a man is Virgins odious blot Wert thou as rich as is the Oceans wombe As beautious as the glorious frame of heauen Yet would I loath thee worse then varnisht skulles Whose ryuels are dawbd vp with plaistering painte Came. O Rockie spirit Pla. Breathe not in vaine I hate thy flatterings Detest thy purest elegance of speech Worse then I do the Croaking of a Toade Wini. Sweete Gentleman Pla. Peace you Rebato pinner Poting-sticke You bribde corrupters of affection I hate you both by heauen I hate her more Then I do loue my selfe Hence packe away I 'le sooner doate vpon a bleare-eide Witch A saplesse Beldame then I le flatter thee Came. Be not too cruell sweet Planet deare relent Compassionate my amorous languishment Pla. Ha ha I pree thee kneele beg blubber Cry Whilste I behold thee with a loathing eye And laugh to see thee weepe Came. Looke on my knees I creepe Be not impenetrable beautious youth But smile vpon me and I le make the aire Court thy choyce eare with soft delicious sounds Bring forth the Violls each one play his part Musick 's the quiuer of young Cupids dart The Song with the Violls Pla. Out Syren peace scritch-owle hence chattering Pye The blackt beakt night Crow or the howling Dog Shall be more gratious then thy squeaking voice Go sing to M. Iohn I shall be blunt If thou depart not hence go mourne and die I am the scourge of light inconstancie Exit Camelia and Winifride Thus my deare Brabant am I thy reuenge And whip her for the peeuish scorne she bare To thy weake yonger birth ô that the soules of men Were temperate like mine then Natures painte Should not triumph o're our infirmities I do adore with infinit respect Weomen whose merit issues from their worth Of inward graces but these rotten poasts That are but guilt with outward garnishment O how my soule abhorres them Yon 's my friend Enter Brabant Iunior I will conceale what I for him haue wrought Nice Iealousie mistakes a friendly part Now Brabant where 's thy elder brother ha What hath he built the Iest with Mounsieur yet Bra. Iu. Faith I know not but I heard he left the French-man with his wife Pla. Knew she thy brothers meaning Bra. Iu. Not a whit shee 's a meere straunger to this merriment Pla. Hit and be luckie ô that t were lawfull now To pray to God that he were Cuckoled Deare Brabant I do hate these bumbaste wits That are puft vp with arrogant conceit Of their owne worth as if Omnipotence Had hoysed them to such vnequald height That they suruaide our spirits with an eye Only create to censure from aboue When good soules they do nothing but reproue See where a Shallop comes How now what newes Enter Winifride and whispers with Planet Bra. Iu. What might this meane that Winifrid salutes The blunt tongu'de Planet with such priuate speech See with what vehemence she seemes to vrge Some priuate matter Planet is my friend And yet the strongest linke of friendship 's strainde When female loue puts to her mightie strength Marke Marke she offers him Camelias scarfe Now on my life t is so Planet supplants my Loue Pla. Friend I must leaue thee preethee pardon mee Wee le meete at supper soone with the good knight Exeunt Pla. and Winifride Bra. Iu. I I content ô hell to my delight My friend will murder me thin Cobweb Lawne Burst with each litle breath of tempting sweets Winifride speakes from within She intreats you M. Planet to meete Her at the Crosse stile Bra. Iu. Ha at the crosse stile well I 'le meet him there He that 's persidious to me in my loue Confusion take him and his bloud be spilt Without confusion to the murderer Exit Brabant ACTVS QVINTVS Enter Bra. Iu. and his Page charging a Pistoll Bra. Iu. So loade it soundly murders great with me Goe Boy discharge it euen in Planets brest Shoot him quite through through thou canst not sin To murder him that murdered his deare friend With damned breach of friendship when he is slaine Bring me his Cloake and Hat here I will stay To be imbrac'de in steed of Planet goe away Exit Boy I had rather die with blood vpon my head Shame and reproach clogging my heauie houre Then t' haue my friend still wounding of my soule With reprobate Apostacisme in loue O this Sophisticate friendship that dissolues With euery heate of Fancie let it melt Euen in Hells Forge Harke the Pistoll is discharg'de The Act of gory murder is performd'e Haue mercie heauen ô my soule is rent Enter the Page With Planets wound Come Boy the Hat and Cloake Go poste to Scotland there are crownes for thee Leaue Brabant vnto death and obloquie Exit Page Why now the vlcerous swelling of my hate Is broken forth Oh that these womens beauties This Natures witchcraft should inchaunt our soules So infinitely vnrecouerable That Hell death shame eternall infamy Cannot reclaime our desperate resolues But we will on spight of damnation Enter Camelia and Winifride Come ye poore garments of my murdered friend Mourne that you are compeld to hide his limbes That slew you Maister See Camelia comes I 'le stand thus muffled and deceiue her sight When loue makes head friendship is put to flight Came. Persist not still ô thou relentlesse youth To scorne my loue what tho I scorn'd thy friend Do not vpbrayd me still with hating him Do not still view me with a loathing eye For