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A19755	The bloodie banquet A tragedie. By T.D.	T. D.; Drue, Thomas, fl. 1616-1653, attributed name.; Barker, Thomas, fl. 1620, attributed name.; Davenport, Robert, fl. 1623, attributed name.; Dekker, Thomas, ca. 1572-1632, attributed name.; Middleton, Thomas, d. 1627, attributed name.	1639 (1639)	STC 6181; ESTC S109199	32,489	60

that that will sticke by a man that 's one vertue in them He 's not content to have my hat off but he would have my hayre off too Thanke your good Lordship Tym. No! was that his Action Amp. It cal'd him Lord Zen. Nay he 's a Villaine Rox. Good your honours I have beene a man in my time Tym. Why what art thou now Rox. Kept goodly beasts had 3. wives 2. men uprising 3. maides downe lying oh good your kind honours Tym. Sfoote I am a begger my selfe Rox. Perhaps your Lordship gets by it Good your sweete honour Tym. This fellow would be whipt Rox. Your Lordship has forgot since you were a Begger Tym. I le give thee somewhat for that jest in troath Rox. But now you are in private shut your purse and opēn your eare sir Tym. How Zen. He 's dealing his devotion hinder him not Rox. I am not literally a Begger as Puritanicall as I appeare The naked Truth is you are happily desired Tym. Ha Rox. Of the most Sweete delicate divine pleasing ravishing creature Tym. Peace peace prithee peace Rox. That ever made mans wishes perfect Tym. Nay say not so I saw one creature lately Exceeds al humane forme for true perfectiō this may be beauteous Rox. This for white and red sir her honour and my oath sue for that pardon You must not know her name nor see her face Tym. How Rox. She rather chuseth death in her neglect Than so to hazard life or lose respect Tym. How shall I come at her Rox. Let your will Subscribe to the sure meanes already wrought She shall be safely pleas'd you safely brought Tym. Ha! and is this sheere faith without any tricke in 't Rox. Let me perish in this office else and I neede wish No more damnation than to dye a Pander Tym. Thou speakest well when meete wee Rox. Five is the fixed houre upon to morrowes Evening Tym. So the place Rox. Neere to the further lodge Tym. Goe to then it holds honest all the way Rox. Else does there live no honestie but in Lawyers Tym. Enough five and the furthest lodge I le meete thee Rox. Enjoy the sweetest Treasure in a woman Exit Tym. Alwayes excepting and the Tyrants Gem Zen. What have you done with the Begger Tym. None that lives can say he has done with the Begger Zen. Hold conference so long with such a fellow Tym. How are your wits perfect if one should refuse to talke with every begger he might refuse brave Company sometimes gallants y faith Exeunt Scene 4. Enter the old King Fidelio and Amorpho King The losse of my deare Queene afflicts me more Then all Lapirus cursed trecheries Inhumane monster Lap. in the pit If you have humane formes to fit those voyces And hearts that may be pierc'd with miseries groanes Sent from a fainting Spirit pitty a wretch A miserable man Prisoner to darkenesse Your charitable strengths this way repaire And lift my flesh to the reviving Ayre King Alas some travelling man by night out stript Missing his way into this danger slipt Set all our hands to helpe him Come good man They that sit high may make their ends below Lap. Millions of thankes and prayses King Y' are heavie sir who ere you be Lap. There 's weight within keepes downe my soule and mē King One full strength more makes our paines happie poore strength helpes the poore So sir y' are welcome to Lapirus oh Lapi fals downe We doe forgive thy Trechery revive T is pitty and not hate makes goodnesse thrive Lap. Oh that astonishment had left me dead Shame sitting on my brow weighes downe my hēad Even thus the guilt of my abhorred sinne Flasht in my face when I beheld the Queenē King Our Queene oh where Lapirus tell the rest Lap. Within this forrest with her Babes distrest King Which way lead deare Lapirus Lap. Follow me then King Not onely shall we quit thy soules offencē But give thy happy labour recompence Exeunt Dumbe shew Enter the old Queene weeping with both her Infants the one dead she layes downe the other on a banke and goes to bury the dead expressing much griefe Enter the former shepheards walking by carelesly at last they espie the child and strive for it at last the Clowne gets it and dandles it expressing all signes of joy to them Enter againe the Queene she lookes for her Babe and finding it gone wrings her hands the Shepheards see her then wisper together then beckon to her she joyfully runs to them they returne her child she points to her breasts as meaning she should nurse it they all give her money the Clowne kisses the Babe and her and so Exeunt severall wayes Then enter Lapirus the Old King Amorpho and Fidelio they misse the Queene and so expressing great sorrow Exeunt Enter Chorus The miserable Queene expecting still The Infants succour from Lapirus hand Who wants himselfe it chanc'd through extreame want The youngest dyed and this so neere his end That had not Shepheards happily passed by And on the Babe cast a compassionate eye And snatch't the child out of the armes of death Where the sad mother left it the same houre Had beene his grave that gives his life new power Thus the distressed Queene to them unknowne Was as a Nurse receiv'd unto her owne Whose sight Lapirus missing having led The King her husband to this haplesse place They all depart in extreame height of griefe To get unto their owne sad wants releefe Exit Act. 3. Scene 1. Enter Roxano with his disguise in his hand Rox. This is the farther Lodge the place of meeting The houre scarce come yet well I was not borne to this There 's not a hayre to chuse betwixt me and a Pander in this case shift it off as well as I can I doe envie this fellowes happinesse now and could cut his throate at pleasure I could ene gnaw feathers now to thinke of his downie felicity I that could never aspire above a dayrie wench the very creame of my fortunes that he should bathe in Nectar and I most unfortunate in Buttermilke this is good dealing now is 't Enter Mazeres musing Maz. I le have some other for he must not live Rox. Who 's this my Lord Mazeres discontent H' has beene to seeke me twice and privately I wonder at the businesse I 'me no Statesman If I be t is more than I know I protest therefore I dare not call it in question what should he makē with me I le discover my selfe to him if th' othēr come in the mēane time so I may be caught bravely yet t is scarce the houre I le put it to the tryall Maz. Roxano in my judgement had bēene fittest And farthest from suspect of such a deed Because he keepes in the Castle Rox. My lov'd Lord Maz. Roxano Rox. The same my Lord Maz. I was to seeke thee twice Tell me Roxano have I any power in thee doē I move there Or any part of me flow

blazing starre appeares Enter Tyrant Tyr. Ha thunder and thou marrow melting blast Quicke winged lightning and thou blazing starre I like not thy prodigious bearded fire Thy beames are fatall ha behold the Influence Of all their malice in my childrens mines Their states malignant powers have envyde And for some hast strucke with their envies dy'd T is omenous within there Enter Sertorio and Lodovico Lod. Here my Lord Tyr. Conveigh those bodies a while from my fight Ser. Both dead my Lord Tyr. Yes and we safe our death we neēd lesse fearē Vsurpers issue oft proves dangerous We depose others and they poyson us I have found it on Records t is better thus Enter the Old King Lapirus Fidelio Amorpho all disguised like Pilgrims Lap. My Lord this Castle is but slightly guarded King T is as I hop'd and wish'd now blesse us heaven What horrid and inhumaine spectacle Is yonder that presents it selfe to sight Fid. It seemes three quarters of a man hung up Kin. What Tiranny hath beene exercis'd of late I dare not venture on Amo. Feare not my Lord our habits give us safety Lap. Behold the Tyrant maketh toward us Tyr. Holy and reverent Pilgrims welcome Kin. Bold strangers by the Tempest beaten in Tyr. Most welcome still wee are but stewards for such guests as you What we possesse is yours to your wants due We are onely rich for your necessities King A generous free aad charitable minde Keepes in thy bosome to poore Pilgrims kinde Tyr. T is time of day to dine my friends Sertorio Enter Sertorio Ser. My Lord Tyr. Our food Ser. T is ready for your highnesse Loud Musicke A banquet brought in and by it a small Table for the Queene Tyr. Sit pray sit religious men right welcome Vnto our Cates Grave sir I have observ'd You waste the vertue of your serious eye Too much on such a worthlesse objects as that is A Traytor when he liv'd call'd that his flesh Let hang here 's to you we are the oldest here Round let it goe fēede if you like your cheere Enter Sertorio Ser. My Lord Tyr. How now Ser. Ready my Lord Tyr. Sit merry Exit King Where ere I looke these limbes arē in mine eye Lap. Some wretch on whom he wrought his Tyranny Fid. Hard was his fate to light into his mercy Amorp. Peace he comes Soft Musicke Enter the Tyrant with the Queene her haire loose she makes a Curtsie to the Table Sertorio brings in the flesh with a skull all bloody they all wonder Tyr. I perceive strangers more desire to see An object than the fare before them set But since your eyes are serious Suitors growne I will discourse what 's seene shall now be knowne King Your bounty every way conquers poore strangers Tyr. You Creature whom your eyes so often visit Held mighty sway over our powers and thoughts Indeed we were all hers Besides her graces there were all perfections Vnlesse she speakes no musicke till her wishes Brought forth a monster a detested issue Poysoning the thoughts I held of her The Old King sends forth Amorpho She did from her owne ardour undergoe Adulterous basenesse with my professed foe Her lust strangely betray'd I ready to surprize them Set on fire by the abuse I found his life Cunningly shifted by her owne deare hand And far enough convey'd from my revenge Vnnaturally she first abus'd my heart And then prevented my revenge by Art Yet there I left not though his trunke were cold My wrath was flaming and I exercis'd New vengeance on his carcase and gave charge The body should be quarter'd and hung up t was donē This as a pennance I enjoyn'd her to To taste no other sustenance no nor dares Till her loves body be consum'd in hers Kin. The sinne was great so is the pennance greivous Tyr. Our vow is sign'd Kin. And was he Lydian borne Tyr. He was no lesse sonne to mine Enemie A banisht King Tymethes was his name Kin. Oh me my sonne Tymethes Lap. Passion may spoyle us sir we oft have heard Of that old King his father and that justly This Kingdome was by right due to his sway Tyr. It was I thinke it was till we call'd in By pollicy and force deceiv'd his confidence Shew'd him a tricke of warre and turn'd him out Kin. Sinnes boast is worse than sinne Enter Fidelio Fid. All 's sure the guards are seiz'd on Lap. Good Fid. The Passagē strongly guarded Tyr. Holy sir what 's he Lap. Our brother a poore Pilgrime that gives notice Of a Religious father that attends To beare us company in our Pilgrimage Tyr. Oh ho t is good t is very good Kin. Alas poore Lady it makes mee weepe to see what food she eates I know your mercy will remit this pennance Tyr. Never our vow 's irrevocable never The Letcher must be swallowed rib by rib His flesh is sweete it melts and goes downe merrily They discover themselves Ha what arē these Lap. Speranza Tyr. Ha King Villaine this minute looses thee thou Tyrant Tyr. Pilgrims weare armes the old King and Lapirus Betrayd confounded oh I must dye forsworne Breake vow bleed Whore there is my jealousie flownē He kils his Queene Oh happie man t is more revenge to me Then all your aymes I have kill'd my jealousie I have nothing now to care for more than hell 'T had beene if you had strucke me ere she fell I had left her to your lust the thought is bitternesse But she first falne ha ha ha King Dye cruell murtherous Tyrant They all discharge at him Tyr. So laugh away this breath My lust was nere more pleasing than my death Dyes Lap. As full possest as ever and as rich In Subjects hearts and voyces we present thee The compleat sway of this usurped Kingdome Kin. I am so borne betwixt the violent streames Of Ioy and passion I forget my state To all our thankes and favours and what more We are in debt to all your free consent We will discharge in happie governement Enter the Old Queene disguised a Boy with her Que. The peacefull'st reigne that ever Prince enjoy'd Kin. Already a Petition suitors begin betimes We are scarce warme in our good fortune yet what are you Que. Vnworthiest of all the joyes this houre brings forth She discovers Kin. Our dearest Queene Que. Your poore distressed Queene Kin. Oh let me light upon that constant brest And kisse thee till my soule melt on thy lips Our Joyes were perfect stood Tymethes there We are old this Kingdome wants a hopefull heire Que. Your joyes are perfect though he stand not there And your wish blest behold a hopefull heire Stand not amaz'd 't is Manophes Kin. How just the Gods are who in their due time Returne what they tooke from us Que. Happy houre Heaven hath not taken all our happinesse For though your elder met ill fate good heaven Hath thus preserv'd your yonger for your heire Kin. Prepare those limbes for honourable buriall And noble Nephew all your ill is lost In your late new borne goodnesse which we 'le reward No storme of fate so fierce but time destroyes And beates backe miserie with a peale of Joyes Exeunt omnes FINIS

adulterate traines And with the Queene my mother now I hate him As beauty abhorres yeares or Vsurers charity He does appeare unto my eye a Leaper Enter Mazeres Full of sinnēs blacke infection foule Adultery Cursed be the houre in which I first did grace him And let Mazeres sterve in my disdaine That hath so long observ'd me with true love Whose loyalty in this approves the same Maz. Madam Amp. My love my Lord I should say but would say my love Maz. I doe beseech your Grace for what I have done Lay no oppressing censure upon me I could not but in honesty reveale it Not envying in that he was my Rivall Nor in the force of any ancient grudge But as the deede in its owne nature crav'd So mong the rest it was reveal'd to me Appēaring so detested that your selfe Gracious and kinde had you but seene the manner Would have throwne by all pitty and remorce And tooke my office or one more in force Amp. Rise deare Mazeres in our favours rise So farre am I from censure to reprove thee That in my hate to him I chuse and love thee Maz. If constant service may be call'd desert I shall deserve Amp. Man hath no better part Maz. Why this was happily observ'd and follow'd a side The King will to the Castle late to night And tread through all the Vaults I must attend Amp. I wish that at first sight th' hadst forc'd his end Exit Maz. T is better thus so my revenge imports Now thrive my plots the end shall make me great She mine the Crowne sits here I am then Compleatē Exit Scene 3. Enter Queene and her maide with a light Que. So leave us here a while beare backe the light I would not be discovered if he come You know his entertainement so be gone I am not chearefull troth what point so ere My powers arrive at I desire a league With desolate darkedesse and disconsolate fancies There is no musicke in my soule to night What should I feare when all my servants faiths Sleepe in my bounty and no bribes not threates Can wake them from my safety for the King He 's forty leagues rode forth I heard it lately Yet heavinesse like a Tyrant proud in night Vsurpes my power rules where it hath no right She sleepes Enter Roxano as she sleepes with Tymethes hudwinckt Tym. Me thinkes this a longer voyage than the first Rox. Pleasures once tasted makes the next seeme worse Tym. Is that the tricke Rox. Oh sir experience proves it You came at first to enjoy what you nere knew Now all is but the same what ere you doe Tym. I le prove that false the sight of her is new Rox. I have forgot a businesse to my Lord Mazeres My safety to the King relyes upon 't You are in the house my Lord this is the withdrawing Roome Tym. I see nothing Rox. No matter sir as long as you have Feeling enough Tym. Is the Hood off Rox. T is here in my hand sir I must crave pardon leave you here a while But as you love my safety and your owne Remove not from this roome till my returne Tym. Well here 's my hand I will not Rox. T is enough sir Exit Tym. Hist art gone then boldly I step forth Cunning discoverer of an unknowne beauty As subtle as her plot Thou art mask't too Opens a darke Lanthorne Shew me a little comfort in this condensive darkenesse Play the flatterer laugh in my face Why here 's enough to perfect all my wishes With this I taste of that forbidden fruite Which as she sayes death followes death 't will sting Soft what roomes this le ts see t is not the former I was entertaind in no it some what differs Rich hangings still Court deckings I and all He spies the Queene Oh all that can be in mans wish compriz'd Is in thy love immortall in thy graces I am not the same flesh my touch is alterd She awakes Que. Hast thou betrayd me what hast thou attempted Tym. Nothing that can be prejudiciall To the sweete peace of those illustrious graces Que. Oh my most certaine ruine Tym. Admired Lady heare me heare my vow Que. Oh miserable youth none saves thee now Tym. By that which man holds dearest dreadfull Queene And all that can be in a vow contain'd I le prove as true secret and vigilant As ever man observ'd with serious vērtue The dreadfull call of his departing soule Your owne soule to your secrets shall not prove more true Than mine to it to them to all to you Que. Oh misery of affection built on breath Were I as far past my beleefe in heaven As in mans oathes I were the foulest devill Tym. May I eate and nere be nourished live and know nothing Love without enjoying if ever Que. Come this is more than needes Tym. There 's comfort then Que. You that professe such truth shall I enjoynē you To one poore penance then to try your faith Tym. Be 't what it will command it Que. Spend but this houre wherein you have offended In true repentance of your sinne and all Your hasty youth stands guilty of and being cleare You shall enjoy that which you hold most deare Tym. And if this pennance I performe not truely May I henceforth nere be received to favour Que. Why then I le leave you to your taske a while Most wretched doubtfull strange distracted woman Ene drawne in peeces betwixt love and feare I weepe in thought of both bold venturous youth Twice I writ death yet would he seeke to know me He 'le make no Conscience where his oathes bestow me Exit Tym. I 'me glad all 's so well past and she appeas'd I sweare I did expect a harder pennance When she began to enjoyne me why this is wholsome For soule and body though I seldome use it Her wisedome is as pleasing as her beauty I never knew affection hastier borne With more true Art and lesse suspition It so amaz'd me to know her my Mistresse I had no power to close the light againe Enter the Queene with two Pistols Vnhappy that I was peace here she comes Downe to thy pennance thinke of thy whole youth From the first minute that the wombe conceiv'd me To this full heaped houre I doe repent me With heart as penitent as a man dissolving Of all my sinnes borne with me and borne of me Dishonest thoughts and sights the pathes of youth So thrive in mercy as I end in truth She shootes him dead Que. Fly to thy wish I pray it may be given Man in a twinkling is in earth and heaven I dealt not like a coward with thy soule Nor tooke it unprepar'd I gave him time to put his armour on And sent him forth like a Celestiall champion I lov'd thee with more care and truer moane Since thou must dye to taste more deathes than one Too much by this pitty and love confesses Had any warning fastned on thy sences Rash unadvised youth whom my soule

and faith Lady say If you should meete that worst of villaines here That Treacher Monster what would you attempt Que. His speedy death I should forget all mercy Had I but meanes fully to expresse my vengeance Lap. You would not Queene Que. No by these Infants teares That weepe for hunger I would throughly doe 't Lap. See yonder he comes Que. Oh where Lap. Here take my sword Are you yet constant shame your Sex and be so will you do 't Que. I see him not Lap. Strike him through his guilt and trechery And let him see the horrors of his perjur'd soule Are you ready Que. Pray let me see him first Puls off his false beard and kneeles Lap. You see him now now do 't Que. Lapirus Oh fortunate revenge now all thy villanies Shall be at once requited thy countries ruine The King thy Vncles sorrow my owne miseries Shall at this minute all one vengeance meete Alas he doth submit prayes and relents Who could wish more none made from woman can Small glory 't were to kill a kneeling man When he in penitent sighes his soule commends Thou send'st him to the Gods thy selfe to th' fiends But hearken to thy piteous Infants cryes And th' are for vengeance peace then now he dyes Ingratefull woman he delivered thee From ravishment canst thou his murthresse be What 's riches to thy honours that rare treasure Which worlds redeeme not yet t is lost at pleasure Kill him that preserv'd that and in thy rescue His noble rage so manfully behav'd Rise rise he that repents is ever sav'd Lap. Will misery yet a longer life afford To see a Queene so poore not worth her word Que. I am better than my word my word was death Lap. Man's nere past griefe till he be past his breath Que. I pardon all Lapyrus Lap. Doe not do 't Que. And onely to one penance I enjoyne thee For all thy faults past while we here remaine Within this Forrest this thy taske shall bee To procure succour to my Babes and me Lap. And if I faile may the earth swallow me Que. Th' art now growne good here could I ever dwell Were the old King my husband safe and well Exeunt Scene 4. Enter Tymethes and Zenarchus Zen. Come come drive away these fits faith I le have thee merry Tym. As your son and heire at his fathers funerall Zen. Thou seest my sister constantly affects thee Tym. There were no mirth nor musicke else for me Zen. Sir in this Castle the old King my father Ore-worne with jealousie keepes his beauteous wife I thinke thou never saw'st her Tym. No not I Zen. Why then thy judgements fresh I le visite her On purpose for thy censure Tym. I speake my affection Zen. Nay on my knowledge she 's worth Jealousie Enter Roxano Though Jealousie be farre unworthy a King Rox. My lov'd Lord Zen. How cheares the Queene they whisper Tym. Have I not seene this fellow before now He has an excellent presence for a Pander I know not his office Zen. Vse those words to her Rox. They shall be us'd my Lord and any thing That comes to using let it come to me Exit Tym. What 's he Zenarchus Zen. Who Roxano a fellow in great trust Elected by my fathers jealousie But he and all the rest attend upon her I thinke would turne hēr Panders for rēward For t is not watch nor ward keepes woman chast If honours watch in her mind be not plac't Tym. Right Oracle what gaine hath Iealousie Fruitlesse suspition sighes ridiculous groanes Hunger and lust will breake through flesh and stonēs And like a whirle-winde blowes ope Castle dores Italian padlockes Zen. What mad Lords are your jealous people then That lockes their wives from all men but their men Make them their keepers to prevent some greater So oft it happens to the poores releefe Keepers eate Venison when their Lords eate Beefe Enter young Queene with a booke in her hand See see she comes Tim Honour of beauty there mans wishēs rise Grace and perfection lighten from her eyes Amazement is shot through me Zen. T is Tymethes Lady sonne to the banish'd King Que. Is this he Zen. It is sweete Lady Que. I never knew the force of a desire Vntill this minute strucke within my blood I feare one looke was destin'd to undoe me Zen. Why Tymethes friend Tym. Ha Zen. A Courtier and forget your first weapon goe and salute our Lady Mother Que. He makes towards us y' are Prince Tymethes so I understand Tym. The same unfortunate most gracious Lady Supreamest of your Sexe in all perfections Que. Sir y' are forgetfull this is no place for Courtship Nor we a subject for 't returne to your friend Tym. All hopes kild in their blossome Que. Too cruelly in faith I put him by Wine for our sonne Zenarchus t was done kindly Enter Roxano with wine You sonne and our best Visitant Zen. Duty bindes me Que. Begin to me Zenarchus I le have 't so Tym. Why then there 's hope she le take occasion To drinke to me she hath no meanes t' avoyd it Que. I le prevent all loose thoughts drinke to my selfe Drinkes and gives Roxano the Cup. My minde walkes yonder but suspect walkes here Tym. The divell 's on that side and engrosses all Smiles favours common curtesies none can fall But he has a snatch at them not drinke to me Que. Make you yon stranger drinke Rox. offers it him Tym. Pox of 't not I Que. I speake strange words against my fantasie Len. Prithee Tymethes drinke Tym. I am not dry Zen. I thinke so too dry and so young 't were strange Come prithee drinke to the Queene my mother Tym. You shall rule me unto that beauteous Majesty Que. Thanks noble sir I must be wary my mind 's dangerous I le pledge you anon sir Gives Roxano the Cup Tym. Hart how contempt ill fortune does pursue Not drinke nor pledge what was she borne to doe I le stay no longer least I get that flame Which nothing but cold death can quench or tame Zenarchus come Exit Zen. I goe musick of minde to the Queene Que. To you no lesse Zen. And all that you can wish or I expresse Exit Que. Thankes to our sonne Th' other tooke leave in silence but left me To speake enough both for my selfe and thee Tymethes that 's his name poore heart take heede Looke well into th' event ere thou proceede Love yet be wise impossible none can If ere the wise man claime one foolish houre T is when he loves he 's then in follies power I neede not feare the servants that ore-watch mē Their faiths lye in my Coffers in effect More true to me then to my Lords suspect The feares and dangers that most threaten me Live in the party that I must enjoy And that 's Tymethes men are apt to boast He may in full cups blaze and vaunt himselfe Vnto some meaner Mistresse make my shame The politique Engine to

beate downe her name And from thence force a way to the Kings eares Strange fate where my love keepes there keepe my fearēs Enter Tyrant Tyr. Alone why where 's her guard suffer her alone Her thoughts may worke their powers are not her owne Women have of themselves no entire sway Like Dyall needles they wave every way And must be throughly taught to be kept right And point to none but to their Lords delight Enter Roxano and guard Time to convey and plot leave her alone Why Villaines kisse me my perfection This night we 'le banquet in these blissefull armēs Qu. Your nights are musick and your words are charmes Tyr. Kisse me againe faire Tethis Walkes off with her and the guard followes Rox. My Lady is scarce perfect in her thoughts How ere she fram'd a smile upon the Tyrant I have some skill in faces yet they never were more deceitfull A man can scarce know a Baud from a Midwife by the face An hypocriticall Puritan from a devout Christian If you goe by the face well all 's not streight in my Lady She hath certaine crooked cogitations if a man had the liberty to search 'em If ought point at my advice or performance shee may fortunately Disclose it she knowes my mettle and what it yeelds to an ounce She cannot be deceiv'd in 't here 's service and secrēcie and no Lady can Wish more beside a Monkey she is assur'd of our faculties there 's none Of us all that stand her smocke Centinells but would venter a joynt To doe her any pleasurable service and I think that 's as much As any woman desires masse here she comes Enter Queene sad T is so me strange Physicke I know by the working Que. It cannot be kept downe with any Argument T is of aspiring force sparkes flye not downeward No more this receiv'd fancy of Tymethes I threaten it with my Lords Iealousy Yet still it rises against all objections I see my dangers in what feares I dwell There 's but a Plankē on which I runne to hell Yet were 't thrice narrower I should venture on None dares doe more for sinne than woman can Misery of love Roxano I am observ'd What newes Roxano Rox. None that 's good Madam Que. No which is the bad Rox. The worst of all is Madam you are sad Que. Indeede I am not merry Rox. Would I knew the meanes would make you so I would turne my selfe into any shape or office To be the Author of it sweete Lady Que. Troth I have that hope of thee I thinke thou would'st Rox. Thinke it sfoote you might sweare safely in that action And never hurt your oath I nere fayld yet Que. T were sinne to injure thee I know thou didst not Rox. Nay I know I did not Que. But my trusty servant This plot requires art secresie and wit Yet out of all can hardly worke one safety Rox. Not one that 's strange I would 't were put to me I le make it arrive safe what ere it be Que. Thou couldst not my Roxano why admit I love now I come to thee Rox. Admit you love why all 's safe enough yet Que. I but a stranger Rox. Nay now we are all spoyld Lady I may looke for my braines in my Bootes now you have put Home to me indeed Madam A stranger there 's a hundred Deaths in the very name besides vantage Que. I sayd I should affright thee Rox. Faith no foolē can fright me Madam commonly cal'd a stranger Que. Hast thou the will or dar'st thou doe me good Rox. Doe thee good sweete Lady as farre as I am able nere doubt it Let me but cast about for safety and I le doe any thing Madam Que. I I our safeties which are meere impossibles Love forgets all things but its proper objects Rox. What is he and his name Que. Tymethes in a most unluckie minute Led hither by our Sonne in Law Zenarchus Rox. Hum is that the most fortunate spider catching smocke wrapt Gentleman Que. Yet if he know me Rox. What then Que. I am undone Rox. And is it possible a man should lye with a woman and yet not know her And yet t is possible too thanke my Invention follow that game still Que. He must not know me than I love no further Although for not enjoying him I dye My Lords pale jealousie does so orelookē me That if Tymethes know what he enjoyes It may make way unto my Lords mistrust Then since in my desire such horrours move I le dye no other then the death of love She swounds and Roxano holds her in his armes Rox. Lady Madam doe you heare Have you leasure to swoune now when I have taken such paines i' th' businesse To take order for your safety set all things right why Madam Que. What sayes the man Rox. Why he sayes like a Gentleman every inch of him And will performe the office of a gentleman bring you together Put you together and leave you together what gentleman can doe more Que. And all this safely Rox. And all this safely I by this hand will I Or else would I might never doe any thing to purpose If he have but the first part of a young gentleman in him T is granted Madam I have crotchets in my braine That you shall see him and enjoy him and he not know where he is nor who it is Que. How shall he not know me Rox. Why t is the least part of my meaning he should Lady Doe you thinke you could possibly be safe and he know you Why some of your yong Gallants are of that vaine-glorious and preposterous Humour that if they lay with their owne Sisters you should heare them prate of 't This is too usuall there 's no wonder in 't what I have sayd I will sweare to performe you shall enjoy him ere night And he not know you next morning Que. Thou art not onely necessary but pleasing There catch our bounty mannage all but right As now with gold with honours wee le requite Exit Rox. I am your creature Lady pretty gold And by this light me thinkes most easily earn'd There 's no faculty say I like a Pander and that makes so many Now adayes dye in the Trade I have your gold Lady And eke your service I am one step higher This office makes a gentleman a Squire Exit Act. 2. Scene 1. Enter Clowne and two Sheapheards Shep. 1. Come fellow Coridon are the pits digg'd Clo. I and as deepe as an Vsurers conscience I warrant thee Shep. 2. Mas and that 's deēpe enough 't will devoure a widow and three Orphans At a brēakefast soft is this it Shep. 1. I I this is it Clo. Nay for the deepenesse I le be sworne but come my masters lay these boughes crosse over so so artificially and may all those horson Muttonmongers the wolves hole here which eate our sheepe Shep. 2. I wonder what wolves those are which eate our sheepe Whether they be he

were as farre to 's heart as t is to th' hilt Runnes at Roxano Rox. Ha what was that there 's a reward with a vengeance Maz. Fall villaine for betraying of thy Lady Such things must never creepe about the earth To poyson thē right use of service a Trecher Que. This is some poore revenge thankes good my Lord Into that cave with him from whence he rose Not long since and betray'd me to the King Maz. O villaine in and overtake thy soule Que. Here 's a perplexed brest let that warme steele Performe but the like service upon me And live the rarest friend to a Queenes wish Maz. Oh pardon me that were too full of evill I threat not Angels though I smite the Devill Doubt not your peace the King will be appeas'd There I le bestow my service Que. We are pleas'd Maz. As much as comes to nothing I le not sue To urge the King from that he urg'd him to Exit Que. Betrayd where I repos'd most trust oh heaven There is no misery fit match for mine Enter Tyrant Sertorio Lodovico bringing in Tymethes limbes Tyr. So bring 'em forward yet there there bestow thēm Before her eyes lay the divided limbes Of her desired Paramour so y' are welcome Lady you see your cheere fine flesh course fare Sweete was your lust what can be bitter there By heaven no other food thy taste shall have Till in thy bowels those Corpes finde a grave Which to be sure of come I le locke thee safe From the worlds pitty hang those quarters up The bottome drinkes the worst in pleasures cup Exeunt omn. Act. 5. Scene 1. Enter Zenarchus solus Zen. Oh my Tymethes truest joy on earth Hath thy fate prov'd so flinty so perverse To the sweete spring both of thy youth and hopes This was Mazeres spight that cursed Rivall And if I faile not his owne plot shall shower Vpon his bosome like a falling Tower Enter Tyrant My worthy Lord Tyr. Oh you should have seene us sooner Zen. Why my Lord Tyr. The quarters of your friend passed by in Triumph A sight that I presume had pleas'd you well Zen. I call a villaine to my fathers pleasure No friend of mine the sight had pleased me better Had I not like Mazeres run my hate Into the sinne before it grew to act And kill'd it ere 't had knotted 't was rare servicē If your vex'd Majesty conceive it right In politicke Mazeres serving more In this discovery his owne vicious malice Than any true peace that should make you perfect Suffering the hatefull treason to be done He might have stopt in his confusion Tyr. Most certaine Zen. Good your Majesty bethinke you In manly temper and considerate blood Went he the way of loyalty or your quiet After he saw the courtesies exceed T' abuse your peace and trust them with the deed Tyr. Oh no none but a Traytor would have done it Zen. For my Lord weigh't indifferently Tyr. I doe I doe Zen. What makes it heynous burthensome and monstrous Fills you with such distractions breedes such furies In your incensed breast but the deede doing Tyr. Oh Zen. Th' intent had beenē sufficient for his death And that full satisfaction but the act Tyr. Insufferable Sertorio where 's Sertorio Enter Sertorio Ser. My Lord Tyr. Seeke out Mazeres suddenly peace Zenarchus Let me alone to trap him Zen. It may prove Behold my friend how I expresse my love Tyr. Oh villaine had he pierc'd him at first sight Where I have one griefe I had mist ten thousand by 't Enter Mazeres and Sertorio Maz. I dreampt of some new honours for my late servicē And I wondred how he could keepe off so long from my desert Tyr. Mazeres Maz. My lov'd Lord Tyr. I am forgetfull I am in thy debt some dignities Mazeres What shift shall we make for thee thy late service Is warme still in our memory and deare favour Prithee discover to 's the manner how Thou tookest them subtlely Maz. I was received into a waiters roome my Lord Tyr. Thou wast Maz. And in a vizard helpt to serve the banquet Tyr. Ha ha Maz. Saw him conveyd into a Chamber privately Tyr. And still thou let'st him runne Maz. I let him play my Lord Tyr. Ha ha ha Maz. I watcht still nere till her armes claspt him Tyr. And there thou let'st him rest Maz. There he was caught my Lord Tyr. So art thou here drag him to execution he shall dye With tortures bove the thought of Tyranny Exit Zen. No words are able to expresse my gladnesse T is such a high bornē rapture that the soule Pertakes it onely Enter Amphridote and Lodovico Amp. My Lord Mazeres led Vnto his death Lod. It proves too true deare Princēsse Amp. Curst be the mouth that doom'd him and for ēvēr Blasted the hand that parts him from his life Was there none fit to practise Tyrannie on But whom our heart elected misery of love I must not live to thinke oft Zen. Here 's my Sister I could not bring that newes will please her better My newes brings that command over your passions you must be merry Amp. Have you warrant for 't Brother Zen. Yes strong enough yfaith here me Mazeres By this time is at his everlasting home Where ere his body lyes I strucke the stroake I wrought a bitter pill that quickely choak'd him Amp. Oh me my soule will out some wine there hoa Zen. Wine for our Sister for the newes is worth it Enter Lod with wine and Exit Am. It will prove deare to both so give it me now leave us Zen. Revenge nere brought forth a more happy issue Than I thinke mine to be She poysons the wine Am. I 'mē setting forth Mazeres here Zenarchus Zen. Thou art not like this houre joviall Am. I shall be after this Zen. That does 't if any Wine doth both helpe defects and causeth many Here 's to the deed faith of our last revenge Amp. Dying men Prophesie faith t is our last end Now I must tell you brother that I hate you In that you hive betray'd my lov'd Mazeres Zen. What 's this Amp. His deede was loyall his discovery just He brought to light a monster and his lust Zen. Nay if you grow so strumpet like in your behaviour to me I le quickely coole that insolence Amp. Peace peace There is a Champion fights for me unseene I neede not feare thy thereats Zen. Indeed no Harlot But has her Champion besides Baud and Varlet oh Amp. Why law you now such geere will nere thrivē with you Zen. I 'me sicke of thy society poyson to mine eyes Amp. T is lower in thy brest the poyson lyes Zen. How Amp. T is for Mazeres Zen. Oh you vertuous powers What a right strumpet poyson under love Amp. That man can nere be safe that divides love She dyes Zen. Nor she be honest can so soone impart Oh ware that woman that can shift her heart Dyes Scene 2. Thunder and lightning A