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more steddy then an ebbing Sea And what you 'le now be honest that 's resolu'd Anna. Brother deare brother know what I haue beene And know that now there 's but a dying time Twixt vs and our Confusion let 's not waste These precious houres in vayne and vselesse speech Alas these gay attyres were not put on But to some end this suddaine solemne Feast Was not ordayn'd to riott in expence That haue now beene chambred here alone Bard of my Guardian or of any else Am not for nothing at an instant free'd To fresh accesse be not deceiu'd My Brother This Banquet is an harbinger of Death To you and mee resolue your selfe it is And be prepar'd to welcome it Gio. Well then The Schoole-men teach that all this Globe of earth Shal be consum'd to ashes in a minute Anna. So I haue read too Gio. But 't were somewhat strange To see the Waters burne could I beleeue This might be true I could beleeue as well There might be hell or Heauen Anna. That 's most certaine Gio A dreame a dreame else in this other world Wee should know one another Anna. So wee shall Gio. Haue you heard so Anna. For certaine Gio. But d' ee thinke That I shall see you there You looke on mee May wee kisse one another Prate or laugh Or doe as wee doe here Anna. I know not that But good for the present what d' ee meane To free your selfe from danger some way thinke How to escape I 'me sure the guests are come Gio. Looke vp looke here what see you in my face Anna. Distraction and a troubled Countenance Gio. Death and a swift repining wrath yet looke What see you in mine eyes Anna. Methinkes you weepe Gio. I doe indeede these are the funerall teares Shed on your graue these furrowed vp my cheekes When first I lou'd and knew not how to woe Faire Annabella should I here repeate The Story of my life wee might loose time Be record all the spirits of the Ayre And all things else that are that Day and Night Earely and late the tribute which my heart Hath paid to Annabella's sacred loue Hath been these teares which are her mourners now Neuer till now did Nature doe her best To shew a matchlesse beauty to the world Which in an instant ere it scarse was seene The jealous Destinies require againe Pray Annabella pray since wee must part Goe thou white in thy soule to fill a Throne Of Innocence and Sanctity in Heauen Pray pray my Sister Anna. Then I see your drift Yee blessed Angels guard mee Gio. So say I Kisse mee if euer after times should heare Of our fast-knit affections though perhaps The Lawes of Conscience and of Ciuill vse May iustly blame vs yet when they but know Our loues That loue will wipe away that rigour Which would in other Incests bee abhorr'd Giue mee your hand how sweetely Life doth runne In these well coloured veines how constantly These Palmes doe promise health but I could chide With Nature for this Cunning flattery Kisse mee againe forgiue mee Anna. With my heart Gio. Farwell Anna. Will you begone Gio. Be darke bright Sunne And make this mid-day night that thy guilt rayes May not behold a deed will turne their splendour More sooty then the Poets faigne their Stix One other kisse my Sister Anna. What meanes this Gio. To saue thy fame and kill thee in a kisse stabs her Thus dye and dye by mee and by my hand Revenge is mine Honour doth loue Command Anna. Oh brother by your hand Gio. When thou art dead I 'le giue my reasons for 't for to dispute With thy euen in thy death most louely beauty Would make mee stagger to performe this act Which I most glory in Anna. Forgiue him Heauen and me my sinnes farwell Brother vnkind vnkind mercy great Heauen oh oh Dyes Gio. Shee 's dead alas good soule The haplesse Fruite That in her wombe receiu'd its life from mee Hath had from mee a Cradle and a Graue I must not dally this sad Marriage-bed In all her best bore her aliue and dead Soranzo thou hast mist thy ayme in this I haue preuented now thy reaching plots And kil'd a Loue for whose each drop of blood I would haue pawn'd my heart Fayre Annabella How ouer-glorious art thou in thy wounds Tryumphing ouer infamy and hate Shrinke not Couragious hand stand vp my heart And boldly act my last and greater part Exit with the Body A Banquet Enter Cardinall Florio Donado Soranzo Richardetto Vasques and attendants They take their places Vas. Remember Sir what you haue to do be wise and resolute Soran. Enough my heart is fix't pleaseth Your Grace To taste these Course Confections though the vse Of such set enterteyments more consists In Custome then in Cause yet Reuerend Sir I am still made your seruant by your presence Car. And wee your Friend Soran. But where 's my Brother Giouanni Enter Giouanni with at heart vpon his Dagger Gio. Here here Soranzo trim'd in reeking blood That tryumphs ouer death proud in the spoyle Of Loue and Vengeance Fate or all the Powers That guide the motions of immortall Soules Could not preuent mee Car. What meanes this Flo. Sonne Giouanni Soran. Shall I be forestall'd Gio. Be not amaz'd If your misgiuing hearts Shrinke at an idle sight what bloodlesse Feare Of Coward passion would haue ceaz'd your sences Had you beheld the Rape of Life and Beauty Which I haue acted my sister oh my sister Flo. Ha! What of her Gio. The Glory of my Deed Darkned the mid-day Sunne made Noone as Night You came to feast My Lords with dainty fare I came to feast too but I dig'd for food In a much richer Myne then Gold or Stone Of any value ballanc't 't is a Heart A Heart my Lords in which is mine intomb'd Looke well vpon 't d' ee know 't Vas. What strange ridle 's this Gio. 'T is Annabella's Heart 't is why d' ee startle I vow 't is hers this Daggers poynt plow'd vp Her fruitefull wombe and left to mee the fame Of a most glorious executioner Flo. Why mad-man art thy selfe Gio. Yes Father and that times to come may know How as my Fate I honoured my reuenge Lift Father to your eares I will yeeld vp How much I haue deseru'd to bee your sonne Flo. What is 't thou say'st Gio. Nine Moones haue had their changes Since I first throughly view'd and truely lou'd Your Daughter and my Sister Flo. How alas my Lords hee 's a frantick mad-man Gio. Father no For nine Moneths space in secret I enjoy'd Sweete Annabella's sheetes Nine Moneths I liu'd A happy Monarch of her heart and her Soranzo thou know'st this thy paler cheeke Beares the Confounding print of thy disgrace For her too fruitfull wombe too soone bewray'd The happy passage of our stolne delights And made her Mother to a Child vnborne Car. Incestuous Villaine Flo. Oh his rage belyes him Gio. It does not 't is the Oracle
thinke I am a Turke or a Iew no Vasques I haue knowne their dealings too long to belye them now Vas. Where are you there within sirs Enter Bandetti Put. How now what are these Vas. You shall know presently Come sirs take mee This old Damnable hagge Gag her instantly and put out her eyes quickly quickly Put. Vasques Vasques Vas. Gag her I say 'sfoot d' ee suffer her to prate what d' ee fumble about let mee come to her I 'le helpe your old gums you Toad-bellied bitch sirs carry her closely into the Coale-house and put out her eyes instantly if shee roares slitt her nose d' ee heare bee speedy and sure Why this is excellent and aboue expectation Exit with Putana Her owne brother O horrible to what a height of liberty in damnation hath the Deuill trayn'd our age her Brother well there 's yet but a beginning I must to my Lord and tutor him better in his points of vengeance now I see how a smooth tale goes beyond a smooth tayle but soft what thing comes next Enter Giouanni Giouanni as I would wish my beleefe is strengthned 'T is as firme as Winter and Summer Gio. Where 's my Sister Vas. Troubled with a new sicknes my Lord she 's somwhat ill Gio. Tooke too much of the flesh I beleeue Vas. Troth sir and you I thinke haue e'ne hitt it But My vertuous Lady Gio. Where 's shee Vas. In her chamber please you visit her she is alone your liberality hath doubly made me your seruant and euer shal euer Exit Gio. Sir I am made a man I haue plyed my Cue with cunning Enter Soranzo and successe I beseech you let 's be priuate Soran, My Ladyes brother 's come now hee 'le know all Vas. Let him know 't I haue made some of them fast enough How haue you delt with my Lady Soran Gently as thou hast counsail'd O my soule Runs circular in sorrow for reuenge But Vasques thou shalt know Vas. Nay I will know no more for now comes your turne to know I would not talke so openly with you Let my young Maister take time enough and goe at pleasure hee is sold to death and the Deuill shall not ransome him Sir I beseech you your priuacy Soran. No Conquest can gayne glory of my feare Exit Actus Quintus Enter Annabella aboue Anna. Pleasures farwell and all yee thriftlesse minutes Wherein False ioyes haue spun a weary life To these my Fortunes now I take my leaue Thou Precious Time that swiftly rid'st in poast Ouer the world to finish vp the race Of my last fate here stay thy restlesse course And beare to Ages that are yet vnborne A wretched woefull woemans Tragedy My Conscience now stands vp against my lust With dispositions charectred in guilt Enter Fryar And tells mee I am lost Now I confesse Beauty that cloathes the out-side of the face Is cursed if it be not cloath'd with grace Here like a Turtle mew'd vp in a Cage Vn-mated I conuerse with Ayre and walls And descant on my vild vnhappinesse O Giouanni that hast had the spoyle Of thine owne vertues and my modest fame Would thou hadst beene lesse subiect to those Stars That luckelesse raign'd at my Natiuity O would the scourge due to my blacke offence Might passe from thee that I alone might feele The torment of an vncontrouled flame Fry What 's this I heare Anna. That man that Blessed Fryar Who ioynd in Ceremoniall knot my hand To him whose wife I now am told mee oft I troad the path to death and shewed mee how But they who sleepe in Lethargies of Lust Hugge their confusion making Heauen vniust And so did I Fry Here 's Musicke to the soule Anna. Forgiue mee my Good Genius and this once Be helpfull to my ends Let some good man Passe this way to whose trust I may commit This paper double lin'd with teares and blood Which being granted here I sadly vow Repentance and a leauing of that life I long haue dyed in Fry Lady Heauen hath heard you And hath by prouidence ordain'd that I should be his Minister for your behoofe Anna. Ha what are you Fry Your brothers friend the Fryar Glad in my soule that I haue liu'd to heare This free confession twixt your peace and you What would you or to whom feare not to speake Anna. Is Heauen so bountifull then I haue found More fauour then I hop'd here Holy man Throwes a letter Commend mee to my Brother giue him that That Letter bid him read it and repent Tell him that I imprison'd in my chamber Bard of all company euen of My Guardian Who giues me cause of much suspect haue time To blush at what hath past bidd him be wise And not beleeue the Friendship of my Lord I feare much more then I can speake Good father The place is dangerous and spyes are busie I must breake off you 'le doe 't Fry Be sure I will And fly with speede my blessing euer rest With thee my daughter liue to dye more blessed Exit Fry Anna. Thanks to the heauens who haue prolong'd my breath To this good vse Now I can welcome Death Exit Enter Soranzo and Vasques Vas. Am I to be beleeu'd now First marry a strumpet that cast her selfe away vpon you but to laugh at your hornes to feast on your disgrace riott in your vexations cuckold you in your bride-bed waste your estate vpon Panders and Bawds Soran. No more I say no more Vas. A Cuckold is a goodly tame beast my Lord Soran. I am resolu'd vrge not another word My thoughts are great and all as resolute As thunder in meane time I 'le cause our Lady To decke her selfe in all her bridall Robes Kisse her and fold her gently in my armes Begone yet heare you are the Bandetti ready To waite in Ambush Vas. Good Sir trouble not your selfe about other busines then your owne resolution remember that time lost cannot be recal'd Soran. With all the cunning words thou canst inuite The States of Parma to my Birth-dayes feast Haste to my Brother riuall and his Father Entreate them gently bidd them not to fayle Bee speedy and returne Vas. Let not your pitty betray you till my comming backe Thinke vpon Incest and Cuckoldry Soran. Reuenge is all the Ambition I aspire To that I 'le clime or fall my blood 's on fire Exeunt Enter Giouanni Gio. Busie opinion is an idle Foole That as a Schoole-rod keepes a child in awe Frights the vnexperienc't temper of the mind So did it mee who ere My precious Sister Was married thought all tast of loue would dye In such a Contract but I finde no change Of pleasure in this formall law of sports Shee is still one to mee and euery kisse As sweet and as delicious as the first I reap't when yet the priuiledge of youth Intitled her a Virgine O the glory Of two vnited hearts like hers and mine Let Poaring booke-men dreame of other worlds My world and all
quite forgot To touch an Instrument she could haue don 't Wee 'le heare them both Rich. I 'le waite vpon you sir Exeunt Enter Soranzo in his study reading a Booke Loues measure is extreame the comfort paine The life vnrest and the reward disdaine What 's here looke o're againe 't is so so writes This smooth licentious Poet in his rymes But Sanazar thou lyest for had thy bosome Felt such oppression as is laid on mine Thou wouldst haue kist the rod that made the smart To worke then happy Muse and contradict What Sanazer hath in his enuy writ Loues measure is the meane sweet his annoyes His pleasures life and his reward all ioyes Had Annabella liu'd when Sanazar Did in his briefe Enconium celebrate Venice that Queene of Citties he had left That Verse which gaind him such a sume of Gold And for one onely looke from Annabell Had writ of her and her diuiner cheekes O how my thoughts are Vasques within Pray forbeare in rules of Ciuility lot me giue notice on 't I shall be tax't of my neglect of duty and seruice Soran. What rude intrusion interrupts my peace Can I be no where priuate Vas. within Troth you wrong your modesty Soran. What 's the matter Vasques who is 't Enter Hipplita and Vasques Hip. 'T is I Doe you know mee now looke periurd man on her Whom thou and thy distracted lust haue wrong'd Thy sensuall rage of blood hath made my youth Ascorne to men and Angels and shall I Be now a foyle to thy vnsated change Thou knowst false wanton when my modest fame Stood free from staine or scandall all the charmes Of Hell or sorcery could not preuaile Against the honour of my chaster bosome Thyne eyes did pleade in teares thy tongue in oathes Such and so many that a heart of steele Would haue beene wrought to pity as was mine And shall the Conquest of my lawfull bed My husbands death vrg'd on by his disgrace My losse of woeman-hood be ill rewarded With hatred and contempt No know Soranzo I haue a spirit doth as much distast The slauery of fearing thee as thou Dost loath the memory of what hath past Soran. Nay deare Hippolita Hip. Call me not deare Nor thinke with supple words to smooth the grosenesse Of my abuses 't is not your new Mistresse Your goodly Madam Merchant shall triumph On my deiection tell her thus from mee My byrth was Nobler and by much more Free Soran. You are too violent Hip. You are too double In your dissimulation see'st thou this This habit these blacke mourning weedes of Care 'T is thou art cause of this and hast divorc't My husband from his life and me from him And made me Widdow in my widdow-hood Soran. Will you yet heare Hip. More of the periuries Thy soule is drown'd too deepely in those sinnes Thou need'st not add to 'th number Soran. Then I 'le leaue you You are past all rules of sence Hip. And thou of grace Vas. Fy Mistresse you are not neere the limits of reason if my Lord had a resolution as noble as Vertue it selfe you take the course to vnedge it all Sir I beseech you doe not perplexe her griefes alas will haue a vent I dare vndertake Madam Hippolita will now freely heare you Soran. Talke to a woman frantick are these the fruits of your loue Hip. They are the fruites of thy vntruth false man Didst thou not sweare whil'st no happinese on earth More then to call me wife didst thou not vow When hee should dye to marry mee for which The Deuill in my blood and thy protests Caus'd mee to Counsaile him to vndertake A voyage to Ligorne for that we heard His Brother there was dead and left a Daughter Young and vnfriended who with much adoe I wish't him to bring hither hee did so And went and as thou know'st dyed on the way Vnhappy man to buy his death so deare With my aduice yet thou for whom I did it Forget'st thy vowes and leau'st me to my shame Soran. Who could helpe this Hip. Who periur'd man thou couldst If thou hadst faith or loue Soran. You are deceiu'd The vowes I made if you remember well Were wicked and vnlawfull 't were more sinne To keepe them then to breake them as for mee I cannot maske my penitence thinke thou How much thou hast digrest from honest shame In bringing of a gentleman to death Who was thy husband such a one as hee So noble in his quality condition Learning behauiour entertainment loue As Parma could not shew a brauer man Vas, You doe not well this was not your promise Soran. I care not let her know her monstrous life Ere I 'le be seruile to so blacke a sinne I 'le be a Curse woeman come here no more Learne to repent and dye for by my honour I hate thee and thy lust you haue beene too foule Vas. This part has beene scuruily playd Hip. How foolishly this beast contemnes his Fate And shuns the vse of that which I more scorne Then I once lou'd his loue but let him goe She offers to goe away My vengeance shall giue comfort to his woe Vas. Mistresse Mistresse Madam Hippolita Pray a word or two Hip. With mee Sir Vas. With you if you please Hip. What is 't Vas. I know you are infinitely mou'd now and you thinke you haue cause some I confesse you haue but sure not so much as you imagine Hip. Indeed Vas. O you were miserably bitter which you followed euen to the last sillable Faith you were somewhat too shrewd by my life you could not haue tooke my Lord in a worse time since I first knew him tomorrow you shall finde him a new man Hip. Well I shall waite his leasure Vas. Fie this is not a hearty patience it comes sowerly from you troth let me perswade you for once Hip. I haue it and it shall be so thanks opportunity perswade me to what Vas. Visitt him in some milder temper O if you could but master a little your femall spleen how might you winne him Hip. Hee wil neuer loue me Vasques thou hast bin a too trusty seruant to such a master I beleeue thy reward in the end wil fal out like mine Vas. So perhaps too Hip. Resolue thy selfe it will had I one so true so truely honest so secret to my Counsels as thou hast beene to him and his I should thinke it a flight acquittance not onely to make him Maister of all I haue but euen of my selfe Vas. O you are a noble Gentlewoman Hip. Wu't thou feede alwayes vpon hopes well I know thou art wise and see'st the reward of an old seruant dally what it is Vas. Beggery and neglect Hip. True but Vasques wer 't thou mine and wouldst bee priuate to me and my designes I here protest my selfe and all what I can else call myne should be at thy dispose Vas. Worke you that way old moule then I haue the wind of you I were not worthy of it
whatsoeuer the matter be Pog. You shall haue Phisick for 't sir Richard Time runs apace Ber. Time 's a blockhead Richard Be rul'd when wee haue done what 's fitt to doe Then you may kisse your fill and bed her too Exeunt Enter the Fryar in his study sitting in a chayre Annabella kneeling and whispering to him a Table before them and wax-lights she weepes and wrings her hands Fry I am glad to see this pennance for beleeue me You haue vnript a soule so foule and guilty As I must tell you true I maruaile how The earth hath borne you vp but weepe weepe on These teares may doe you good weepe faster yet Whiles I doe reade a Lecture Anna. Wretched creature Fry I you are wretched miserably wretched Almost condemn'd aliue there is a place List daughter in a blacke and hollow Vault Where day is neuer seene there shines no Sunne But flaming horrour of consuming Fires A lightlesse Suphure choakt with smoaky foggs Of an infected darknesse in this place Dwell many thousand thousand sundry sorts Of neuer dying deaths there damned foules Roare without pitty there are Gluttons fedd With Toades and Addars there is burning Oyle Powr'd downe the Drunkards throate the Vsurer Is forc't to supp whole draughts of molten Gold There is the Murtherer for-euer stab'd Yet can he neuer dye there lies the wanton On Racks of burning steele whiles in his soule Hee feeles the torment of his raging lust Anna. Mercy oh mercy Fry There stands these wretched things Who haue dream't out whole yeeres in lawlesse sheets And secret incests cursing one another Then you will wish each kisse your brother gaue Had beene a Daggers poynt then you shall heare How hee will cry oh would my wicked sister Had first beene damn'd when shee did yeeld to lust But soft methinkes I see repentance worke New motions in your heart say how is 't with you Anna. Is there no way left to redeeme my miseries Fry There is despaire not Heauen is mercifull And offers grace euen now 't is thus agreed First for your Honours safety that you marry The Lord Soranzo next to saue your soule Leaue off this life and henceforth liue to him Anna. Ay mee Fry Sigh not I know the baytes of sinne Are hard to leaue oh 't is a death to doe 't Remember what must come are you content Anna. I am Fry I like it well wee 'le take the time Who 's neere vs there Enter Florio Giouanni Flo. Did you call Father Fry Is Lord Soranzo come Flo. Hee stayes belowe Fry Haue you acquainted him at full Flo. I haue and hee is ouer-ioy'd Fry And so are wee bid him come neere Gio. My Sister weeping ha I feare this Fryars falshood I will call him Exit Flo. Daughter are you resolu'd Anna. Father I am Enter Giouanni Soranzo and Vasques Flo. My Lord Soranzo here Giue mee your hand for that I giue you this Soran. Lady say you so too Anna. I doe and vow to liue with you and yours Fry Timely resolu'd My blessing rest on both more to be done You may performe it on the Morning-sun Exeunt Enter Grimaldi with his Rapier drawne and a Darke-lanthorne Gri. 'T is early night as yet and yet too soone To finish such a worke here I will lye To listen who comes next Hee lies downe Enter Bergetto and Philotis disguis'd and after Richardetto and Poggio Ber. Wee are almost at the place I hope Sweet-heart Gri. I heare them neere and heard one say Sweet-heart 'T is hee now guide my hand some angry Iustice Home to his bosome now haue at you sir strikes Ber. Exit Ber. Oh helpe helpe here 's a stich fallen in my gutts Oh for a Flesh-taylor quickly Poggio Phi. What ayles my loue Ber. I am sure I cannot pisse forward and backward and yet I am wet before and behind lights lights ho lights Phi. Alas some Villaine here has slaine my loue Richard Oh Heauen forbid it raise vp the next neighbours Instantly Poggio and bring lights Exit Poggio How is 't Bergetto slaine It cannot be are you sure y' are hurt Ber. O my belly seeths like a Porridge-pot some cold water I shall boyle ouer else my whole body is in a sweat that you may wring my shirt feele here why Poggio Enter Poggio with Officers and lights and Halberts Pog. Here alas how doe you Richard Giue me a light what 's here all blood O sirs Signior Donado's Nephew now is slaine Follow the murtherer with all the haste Vp to the Citty hee cannot be farre hence Follow I beseech you Officers Follow follow follow Exeunt Officers Richard Teare off thy linnen Couz to stop his wounds Be of good comfort man Ber. Is all this mine owne blood nay then good-night with me Poggio commend me to my Vnkle dost heare bid him for my sake make much of this wench oh I am going the wrong way sure my belly akes so oh farwell Poggio oh oh Dyes Phi. O hee is dead Pog. How dead Richard Hee 's dead indeed 'T is now to late to weepe let 's haue him home And with what speed we may finde out the Murtherer Pog. Oh my Maister my Maister my Maister Exeunt Enter Vasques and Hippolita Hip. Betroath'd Vas. I saw it Hip. And when 's the marriage-day Vas. Some two dayes hence Hip. Two dayes Why man I would but wish two houres To send him to his last and lasting sleepe And Vasques thou shalt see I 'le doe it brauely Vas. I doe not doubt your wisedome nor I trust you my secresie I am infinitely yours Hip. I wil be thine inspight of my disgrace So soone o wicked man I durst be sworne Hee 'd laugh to see mee weepe Vas. And that 's a Villanous fault in him Hip. No let him laugh I 'me arm'd in my resolues Be thou still true Vas. I should get little by treachery against so hopefull a preferment as I am like to climbe to Hip. Euen to my bosome Vasques let My youth Reuell in these new pleasures if wee thriue Hee now hath but a paire of dayes to liue Exeunt Enter Florio Donado Richardetto Poggio and Officers Flo. 'T is bootlesse now to shew your selfe a child Signior Donado what is done is done Spend not the time in teares but seeke for Iustice Richard I must confesse somewhat I was in fault That had not first acquainted you what loue Past twixt him and my Neece but as I liue His Fortune grieues me as it were mine owne Do. Alas poore Creature he ment no man harme That I am sure of Flo. I beleeue that too But stay my Maisters are you sure you saw The Murtherer passe here Offic. And it please you sir wee are sure wee saw a Ruffian with a naked weapon in his hand all bloody get into my Lord Cardinals Graces gate that wee are sure of but for feare of his Grace blesse vs we durst goe no further Do. Know you what manner of man hee was Offic. Yes sure
of truth I vow it is so Soran. I shall burst with fury Bring the strumpet forth Vas. I shall Sir Exit Vas. Gio. Doe sir haue you all no faith To credit yet my Triumphs here I sweare By all that you call sacred by the loue I bore my Annabella whil'st she liu'd These hands haue from her bosome ript this heart Is 't true or no sir Enter Vas. Vas. 'T is most strangely true Flo. Cursed man haue I liu'd to Dyes Car. Hold vp Florio Monster of Children see what thou hast done Broake thy old Fathers heart is none of you Dares venter on him Gio. Let 'em oh my Father How well his death becomes him in his griefes Why this was done with Courage now surviues None of our house but I guilt in the blood Of a Fayre sister and a Haplesse Father Soran. Inhamane scorne of men hast thou a thought T' outliue thy murthers Gio. Yes I tell thee yes For in my fists I beare the twists of life Soranzo see this heart which was thy wiues Thus I exchange it royally for thine And thus and thus now braue reuenge is mine Vas. I cannot hold any longer you sir are you growne insolent in your butcheries haue at you Fight Gio. Come I am arm'd to meete thee Vas. No will it not be yet if this will not another shall Not yet I shall fitt you anon Vengeance Enter Bandetti Gio. Welcome come more of you what e're you be I dare your worst Oh I can stand no longer Feeble armes Haue you so soone lost strength Vas. Now you are welcome Sir Away my Maisters all is done Shift for your selues your reward is your owne Shift for your selues Ban. Away away Exeunt Bandetti Vas. How d' ee my Lord see you this how is 't Soran. Dead but in death well pleased that I haue liu'd To see my wrongs reueng'd on that Blacke Deuill O Vasques to thy bosome let mee giue My last of breath let not that Lecher liue oh Dyes Vas. The Reward of peace and rest be with him My euer dearest Lord and Maister Gio. Whose hand gaue mee this wound Vas. Mine Sir I was your first man haue you enough Gio. I thanke thee thou hast done for me but what I would haue else done on my selfe ar't sure thy Lord is dead Vas. Oh Impudent slaue as sure as I am sure to see the dye Car. Thinke on thy life and end and call for mercy Gio. Mercy why I haue found it in this Iustice Car. Striue yet to cry to Heauen Gio. Oh I bleed fast Death thou art a guest long look't for I embrace Thee and thy wounds oh my last minute comes Where e're I goe let mee enjoy this grace Freely to view My Annabella's face Dyes Do. Strange Miracle of Iustice Car. Rayse vp the Citty wee shall be murdered all Vas. You neede not feare you shall not this strange taske being ended I haue paid the Duty to the Sonne which I haue vowed to the Father Car. Speake wretched Villaine what incarnate Feind Hath led thee on to this Vas. Honesty and pitty of my Maisters wrongs for know My Lord I am by birth a Spaniard brought forth my Countrey in my youth by Lord Soranzo's Father whom whil'st he liued I seru'd faithfully since whose death I haue beene to this man as I was to him what I haue done was duty and I repent nothing but that the losse of my life had not ransom'd his Car. Say Fellow know'st thou any yet vnnam'd Of Counsell in this Incest Vas. Yes an old woeman sometimes Guardian to this murthered Lady Car. And what 's become of her Vas. Within this Roome shee is whose eyes after her confession I caus'd to be put out but kept aliue to confirme what from Giouanni's owne mouth you haue heard now My Lord what I haue done you may Iudge of and let your owne wisedome bee a judge in your owne reason Car. Peace First this woeman chiefe in these effects My sentence is that forthwith shee be tane Out of the City for examples sake There to be burnt to ashes Do. 'T is most iust Car. Be it your charge Donado see it done Do. I shall Vas. What for mee if death 't is welcome I haue beene honest to the Sonne as I was to the Father Car. Fellow for thee since what thou did'st was doue Not for thy selfe being no Italian Wee banish thee for euer to depart Within three dayes in this wee doe dispense With grounds of reason not of thine offence Vas. 'T is well this Conquest is mine and I reioyce that a Spaniard out-went an Italian in reuenge Exit Vas. Car. Take vp these slaughtered bodies see them buried And all the Gold and Iewells or whatsoeuer Confiscate by the Canons of the Church Wee ceaze vpon to the Popes proper vse Richar. Your Graces pardon thus long I liu'd disguis'd To see the effect of Pride and Lust at once Brought both to shamefull ends Car. What Richardetto whom wee thought for dead Do. Sir was it you Richar. Your friend Car. Wee shall haue time To talke at large of all but neuer yet Incest and Murther haue so strangely met Of one so young so rich in Natures store Who could not say 'T is pitty shee 's a Whoore Exeunt FINIS The generall Commendation deserued by the Actors in their Presentment of this Tragedy may easily excuse such few faults as are escaped in the Printing A common charity may allow him the ability of spelling whom a secure confidence assures that hee cannot ignorantly erre in the Application of Sence