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.
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
but Lorenzo Sciar. guard Remoue Pisanos bodie while I make it My care Sciarrha scape not Sci. None of all give mee a scrach Lo You have forc'd him with descretion Sci. Now what must I expect Lo. You are my prisoner Sci. J am so Lo. And be confident to finde that favour Sci. Favor Lo. Be at distance more My Lord J am sorrie for your great misfortune And if you can but studie how I may Assist you you shall soone descerne my love My readinesse to serve you Sci. Ha this honest Lo. I would deserue your faith A freind but in affliction justifie His heart and honor I durst run some hazard Might I secure your fate name something to me That may declare my friendship Sci. Be still safe And teach the world repentance for mistaking thee I pittie not my selfe but envy thy Heroick honors Lo. I will impose no more Restraint then your owne house you 'r honorable You have many severe enemies the Duke Look'd gratiously upon Pisano but Sci. You shanot loose the smallest beame of favor To buy a man so desperate I never Thought death the monster that weake men have fanci'd As foile to make us more in love with life The Divels picture may affright poore foules Into their bodies palenesse but the substance Too resolute man 's a shadow and cold sweat Dare not approach his forehead I am arm'd To die and give example of that fortitude Shall shame the Lawes severitie my sister May now give backe Pisano his false vowes To line his coffin one teare shed on mee 's Enough the justice I ha done shall make My memorie belov'd Lo. I ha thought a way To recover you if you incline too 't Dare you consent Sci. To any thing that 's noble Although I never fear'd to suffer I Am not so foolish to despise a life Lo. There is no difficultie attends it listen The time will not permit much circumstance The Duke you know did love your sister Sci. Vitiously Lo. Her Vertue did but coole him for the present As sprinklings on a flame hee 's now more passionate To enjoy her Sci. Ha Lo. If shee consent to meete His soft embrace with his first kisse he seales Your pardon then the act upon Pisano Appeares a true revenge when none dares question it Beside addition of state and fortune To you and Amidea waigh your danger And what a trifle shee gives up to save Your life that never can be valued Lesse recompenc'd the Duke may be so taken With her returne to his delight who knowes But he may marrie her and discharge his Dutchesse With a quaint sallet you doe apprehend mee Sci. And repent more I had one good thought of thee Then I had kild a thousand save my life And prostitute my sister though I have No weapon I will looke thee dead or breath A dampe shall stifle thee that I could vomit Consuming flames or stones like Aetna make The earth with motion of my feet shrinke lower And take thee in alive oh that my voice Could call a Serpent from corrupted Nile To make thee part of her accursed bowels Is this noble freindship readinesse To save my life let malice reade all stories Famous for crueltie awake dead Tyrants Or be instructed by their ghosts with tortures Such as will make a damned furie weepe Onely to see inflicted I would beare 'em And wearie my tormentors ere consent In thought to thy temptation Lo. I ha done And praise your heathen resolution Of death goe practice immortalitie And tell us when you can get leave to visit This world agen what fine things you enjoy In hell for thither these rash passions drive thee And ere thy body hath three daies inhabited A melancholly chamber in the earth Hung round about with skuls and dead mens bones Ere Amidea have told all her teares Upon thy Marble or the Epitaph Belie thy soule by saying it is fled To Heaven this Sister shall be ravish'd Mauger thy dust and Heraldry Sci. Ha ravish'd When I am dead was 't not so oh my soule I feele it weepe within me aud the teares Soften my flesh Lorenzo I repent my furie Lo. I advis'd you the best way my wisedome could direct Sci. I thanke you for 't You have awak'd my reason I am asham'd I was no sooner sensible does the Duke Affect my Sister still say you Lo. Most passionately Sci. She shall obey him then upon my life That 's it my life I know she loves me dearely I shall have much adoe to winne her too 't But she shall come I le send her Lo. Performe this Sci. I wonot onely send her but prepar'd Not to be disobedient to his Highnesse He shall command her any thing Lo. Doe this And be for ever happie when these have Onely for forme but waited on you home This disingages 'em Sci. My humblest service To the Duke I pray and tell him Amidea This night shall be at his dispose by this Lo. I 'me confident farewell attend Sciarrha Sci. Pittie the Sea-man that to avoide a shelfe Must strike upon a rocke to save himselfe Exeunt ACTVS QVINTVS Enter Sciarrha and Amidea Sci. THe doores are fast Enough is wept alreadie for Pisano There 's something else that must be thought on and Of greater consequence I am yet unsafe That for thy sake am guiltie of his blood Am. Though all my stocke of teares were spent alreadie Upon Pisanoes losse and that my braine Were banquerout of moisture and deni'd To lend my griefe one drop more for his Funerall Yet the remembrance that you have made A forfeit of your deare life Is able to create a weeping spring Within my barren head oh my lost brother Thou hast a cruell destinie my eies In pittie of thy fate desire to drowne thee The Law will onely seeke thee upon land Hid in my teares thou shalt prevent the stroake Kills both our name and thee Sci. I know thou lov'st me Poore Girle I shall desire to cherrish life Jf thou lament me thus so rich a comfort Will tempt me wish I might delay my journie To Heaven Am. Good Heaven that we might goe together Sci. That must not be Am. Then let me goe before Sci. How Am. Make my suite unto the Prince my blood May be your ransome let me die Sciarrha My life is fruitlesse unto all the world The Duke in justice will not denie this And though I weepe in telling thee I shall Smile on the Scaffold Sci. How my Honour blushes To heare thee Amidea in this love Thou woundst me more then thou desir'st to save Suffer for me why thou art innocent I have provok'd the punishment and dare Obey it manly if thou couldst redeeme me With any thing but death I thinke I should Consent to live but I 'de not have thee venture All at one chance Am. Nothing can be too precious To save a brother such a loving brother As you have beene Sci. Death 's a devouring gamester And
Doe you talke wisely then an excellent patterne As she now stands for her owne Alablaster Or may she not be kept from putrifaction And be the very figure on her Tombe Cannot thy teares and mine preserve her Florio If we want brine a thousand Virgins shall Weepe every day upon her and themselves In Winter leaning round about her Monument Being moist creatures stiffen with the cold And freeze into so many white supporters But we loose time I charge thee by thy lo To this pale Relique be instructed by me Not to thy danger some revenge must be And I am lost alreadie if thou fall Who shall survive to give us Funerall Exeunt Enter Lorenzo and Petruchio Lo. Petruchio Pe. My Lord Lo. Th' art now my servant Pe. I ever was in heart your humblest vassall Lo. Th' art faithfull I must cherish thy desert I shortly shall reward it very shortly Next morning must salute me Duke the Sunne And I must rise together Pe. I shall pray Your glory may out-shine him in your Florence And when he sets we may enjoy your Sun-beame Lo. T is hansome flattery and becomes a Courtier Pe. J flatter not my Lord Lo. Then th' art a foole No Musicke to a Great man chimes so sweetly And men must thrive come hither how many Hast thou killd Pe. But one my Lord Lo. But one Pe. And J must owe My life to your Lordship I had beene hang'd else Lo. But one waite at the doore he is Not fit to kill a Duke whose hand is guiltie But of a single murder or at least Not fit alone to act it J ha beene Practis'd already and though no man see 't Nor scarse the eye of Heaven yet every day I kill a Prince appeare thou Tragicke witnesse Hee discovers the Dukes Picture a Ponyard sticking in it Which though it bleed not I may boast a Murder Here first the Duke was painted to the life But with this Pencill to the death I love My braine for the invention and thus Confirm'd dare trust my resolution I did suspect his youth and beautie might Winne some compassion when J came to kill him Or the remembrance that he is my Kinsman Might thrill my blood or something in his Title Might give my hand repulse and startle Nature But thus J have arm'd my selfe against all pittie That when J come to strike my Ponyard may Through all his charmes as confidently wound him As thus J stab his Picture and stare on it Me thinkes the Duke should feele me now is not His soule acquainted can he lesse then tremble When J lift up my arme to wound his counterfeit Witches can persecute the lives of whom They hate when they torment their sencelesse figures And sticke the waxen modell full of pinnes Can any stroke of mine carrie lesse spell To wound his heart sent with as great a malice He smiles he smiles upon me J will digge Thy wanton eyes out and supply the darke And hollow Cells with two pitch burning Tapers Then place thee Porter in some Charnell house To light the Coffins in Enter Petruchio Pet. My Lord Lor. The Duke 's not come alreadie Pet. Signior Florio desires to speake with you Lor. This must retire agen into my Closet admit him Enter Florio Welcome how does Sciarrha Flo. He commends His service to your Lordship and hath sent Lor. His Sister Flo. Much adoe he had to effect it He hopes his Grace will quickly signe his pardon Lor. It shall be done Flo. I have a suite my Lord Lor. To me Flo. My Sister would intreate your Honour She may be admitted privately and that I may have priviledge to prepare her chamber She does retaine some modestie and wo'd not Trust every servant with her shame their eies Are apt to instruct their tongues Lor. I wonot see her my selfe command what you desire Flo. Y' are gracious Lor. I le give directions instantly poore Ladie This is the Dukes hot blood but Heaven convert him Follow me good Florio Flo. I attend my Lord Lor. Things shall be carried honourably Flo. We are all bound to you Exeunt Recorders Amidea discoverd in a Bed prepar'd by two Gentlewomen 1 This is a sad imploiment 2 The last wee 're shall doe my Ladie Enter Florio Flo. So now you may returne it will become Your modest duties not to enquire the reason Of this strange service nor to publish what Y 'ave bin commanded let mee looke upon Ex. gentlewomen My sister now still she retaines her beautie Death has beene kinde to leave her all this sweetnesse Thus in a morning have I oft saluted My sister in her chamber sate upon Her bed and talkt of many harmelesse passages But now t is night and a long night with her I neere shall see these Curtaines drawne agen Untill wee meet in heaven The Duke already Enter Duke and Lorenzo Du. May I beleeve Lo. Trust me my Lord hereafter Du. Call mee no more thy Lord but thy companion I will not weare that honor in my title Shall not be thine Whoe 's that Lo. Her brother Florio Du. She is a bed Lor. The readier for your pastime She meanes no make a night on 't Flo. This shall declare thee to posteritie The best of Sisters what of that and is not A brothers life more precious then a trifle I prithee doe not sigh how many Ladies Would be ambitious of thy place to night And thanke his Highnesse yes and Virgins too Du. He pleades for me Lo. He will deserve some office 'bout your person Du. With what words shall I expresse my joy Lo. I leave you sir to action Florio Is soone dismist Exit Flo. Hee 's come good-night Du. Florio Flo. Your Slave Du. My friend thou shalt be neere our bosome Flo. Pleasures crowne your expectation Exit Du. All perfect till this minute I could never Boast I was happie all this world has not A blessing to exchange this world t is Heaven And thus I take possession of my Saint Asleepe already 't were great pitty to Disturbe her dreame yet if her soule be not Tir'd with the bodies weight it must convey Into her slumbers I waite here and thus Seale my devotion what winter dwels Kisses Upon this lip t wa's no warme kisse I le try Agen the snow is not so cold I have Drunke ice and feele a numbnesse spred through My blood at once ha let me examine A little better Amidea she is dead shee is dead What horror doth inuade me helpe Lorenzo Murder where is Lorenzo Enter Lorenzo and Petruchio Lo. Heere my Lord Du. Some Traitor hid within the chamber see My Amidea 's dead Lo. Dead t is impossible Yet sh 'as a wound upon her breast Du. I prethee kill mee They wound him Ha wilt thou murder mee Lorenzo villaine Oh spare me to consider I would live A little longer Treason Lo. A little longer say'ee ?ee It was my duty to obey you sir Pet. Le ts make him sure my Lord Lo. What would
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