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
night I slipt it from her vayle unfelt of her 'T may be so kind unto me as to bring Her beauty to my knowledge Zen. Can'st not guesse at her nor at the Placē Tym. At neither for my heart why I le tell thee man 'T was handled with such Art such admir'd cunning What with my blindnesse and their generall darkenesse That when mine eyes receiv'd their liberty I was nere the nearer To them in full forme I appear'd unshrowded But all their lights to me were mask'd and clouded Enter Tyrant and Mazeres observing Zen. Fore heaven I doe admire the cunning of 't Tym. Nay you cannot out vye my admiration I had a feeling of 't beyond your passion Zen. Well blow this over see our sister comes Enter Amphridote Tyr. Art sure Mazeres that he courts our Daughter Maz. I 'me sure of more my Lord she favours him Tyr. That Begger Maz. Worse my Lord that villaine Traytor and yet worse my Lord Tyr. How Maz. Pardon my Lord a riper time shall bring him forth Behold him there my Lord Tymethes kisses her Tyr. Dares she so farre forget respect to us And dim her owne lustre to give him grace Maz. Favours are growne to custome twixt them both Letters close banquets whisperings private meetings Tyr. I le make them dangerous meetings Amp. In faith my Lord I le have this Iewell Tym. T is not my gift Lady Tyr. What 's that Mazeres Maz. Marry my Lord she courtly begs a Iewell of him Which he keepes backe as Courtly with faire words Amp. I have sworne my Lord Tym. Why upon that condition You le keepe it safe and close from all strange eyes Not wronging me t is yours Amp. I sweare Tym. It shall suffice They kisse and Exit Zenarchus and Amphridote Maz. T is hers my Lord at which they part in kisses Tyr. I le make those meetings bitter both shall rue We have found Mazeres to this minute true Exit come Mazere Tym. No tricke to see this Lady heart of ill fortune The Iewell that was beg'd from me too was The hope I had to gaine her wisht for knowledge Well here 's a heart within will not be quiet The eye is the sweete feeder of the soule When thē taste wants that keepes the memory whole T is bad to be in darkenesse all know well Then not to see her what doth it want of Hell What sayes the Note Vnlesse your life you would forgoe Whom we are seeke not to know Pish all Idle As if she 'de suffer death to threaten me Whom she so bounteously and firmely loves No tricke excellent t will fit make use of that Enter Mazeres and Roxano Maz. Enough th' art honest I affect thee much Goe traine him to his ruine Exit Rox. Let me alone my Lord doubt not I le traine him Perhaps sir I have the Art Tym. Oh I know thy minde Rox. The further lodge Tym. Enough I le meete thee presently Rox. Why so I like one that will make an end of himselfe at few words A man that hath a quicke perseverance in ill A leaping spirit hee 'le run through horrors jawes To catch a sin but to oretake a vertue He softly paces like a man that 's sent Some tedious darke unprofitable journey Corrupt is nature she loves nothing more Than what she most should hate there 's nothing springs Apace in man but gray haires cares and sinnes Exit Tym. I le see her come what can but what can prove She cannot seeke my death that seekes my love Exit Scene 2. Enter Amphridote and Mazeres Amp. My Lord what is the matter Maz. I know not what The King sent Amp. Well we obey Maz. Here comes his Highnesse Enter Tyrant Tyr. How now what 's she Amp. I my Lord Your Highnesse knew me once your most obedient Daughter Tyr. They lye that tell me so this is not she Amp. No my Lord Tyr. No for as thou art I know thee not And I shall strive still to forget thee more Thou neither bearst in memory my respects Nor thy owne worthes how can we thinke of thee But as of a dejected worthlesse creature So farre beneath our grace and thy owne luster that we disdaine to know thee Was there no choyse mong our selected Nobles To make thy favorite besides Tymethes Sonne to our enemie a wretch a Begger Dead to all fortunes honours or their hopes Besides his breath worth nothing abject wretch To place thy affection so vigorously On him can nere requite it deny 't not We know the favours thou hast given him Pledges of lovē close letters private meetings And whisperings are customary twixt you Come which be his gifts whereabout lye his pledgēs Amp. Your Grace hath beene injuriously inform'd I nere receiv'd pledge Tyr. Impudent creature When in our sight and hearing shamefully undervaluing thy best honours And setting by all modesty of blood thou bēg'dst a Iewell of him Amp. Oh pardon mē my Lord I had forgot here 't is That is the same and all that ere was his Tyr. Ha! this how came this hither Amp. I gave it you my Lord Tyr. Who gave it thee Amp. Tymethes Tyr. He who gave it him Amp. I know not that my Lord Tyr. Then here it stickes Mazeres Maz. My Lord Tyr. T is my Queenes my Queenes Mazeres How to him came this Maz. I can resolve your highnesse Tyr. Can Mazeres Maz He is some Ape the huske falls from him now And you shall know his inside he 's a villaine A Traytor to the pleasures of your Bed Tyr. Oh I shall burst with torment Maz. He 's receiv'd this night Into her bosome Tyr. I feele a whirle wind in me Ready to teare the frame of my mortality Maz. I trac'd him to the deed Tyr. And saw it done Maz. I abus'd my eyes in the true survey of 't Tainted my hearing with lascivious sounds My loyalty did prompt me to be sure Of what I found so wicked and impure Tyr. T is spring tyde in my Gall all my blood 's bitter Puh lungs too Maz. This night Tyr. Lodovico Enter Lodovico Lod. My Lord Try How cam'st thou up le ts hearē Lod. My Lord my first beginning was a Broker Tyr. A knavē from the beginning there 's no hopē of him Sertorio Enter Sertorio Ser. Here my Lord Tyr. We know thee just how cam'st thou up let 's heare Ser. From no desert that I can challenge but your highnesse favour Tyr. Thou art honest in that answere goe report we are 40. leagues off Rid forth spread it about the Castle cunningly Ser. I le doe it faithfully my Lord Tyr. Doe 't cunningly Goe if thou should'st doe 't faithfully thou lyest I 'me lost by violence through all my sences I 'me blinde with rage Mazeres guide me forth I tread in Ayre and see no foote nor path I have lost myselfe yet cannot lose my wrath Exeunt all but Amphridote Amp. What have I heard it dares not be but true Tymethes taken in
weepēs for How oft I told thee this attempt was death Yet would'st thou venture on fond man and knēw But what destruction will not youth pursue Here long mightst thou have liv'd beene lov'd enjoy'd Had not thy will thy happinesse destroyd Thought'st thou by oathes to have thy deedēs well borne Thou should'st have come when man was nere forsworne They are dangerous now witnesse this breach of thine Who 's false to his owne faith will nere keepe mine We must be safe young man the deed 's unknowne There are more loves honours no more than one Yet spight of death I le kisse thee oh strange ill That for our feares we should our comforts kill Whom shall I trust with this poore bleeding body Yonder 's a secret Vault runnes through the Castle There for a while convey him haplesse Boy that never knew how deare 't was to enjoy Enter Tyrant with a Torch Oh me confounded everlastingly Damnd to a thousand Tortures in that sight What shall I frame my Lord She runnes to him Tyr. What 's shee Que. Oh my sweete dearest Lord Tyr. Thy name Que. Thy poore affrighted and indangered Queene Tyr. Oh I know thee now Que. Did not your Majesty heare the piteous shreikes Of an inforced Lady Tyr. Yes whose were they Que. Mine my most worthy Lord behold this Villaine Seald with his just desert light here my King This violent youth whom till this night I saw not Being as it seemes acquainted with the footesteps Of that darke passage broke through the Vault upon me And with a secret Lanthorne searcht me out And seized me at my Orisons alone And bringing me by violence to this roome Farre from my guard or any hope of rescue Intending here the ruine of my honour But in the strife as the good Gods ordain'd it Reaching for succour I lighted on a Pistoll Which I presum'd was not without his charge Then I redeemed mine honour from his lust So he that sought my fall lyes in the dust Tyr. Oh let me imbrace thee for a brave unmatchable Precious unvallewed admirable whore Que. Ha! what sayes my Lord Tyr. Come hither yet draw nearer how came this man To 's end I would heare that I would learne cunning Tell me that I may wonder and so lose thee There is no Art like this let me pertake A subtlety no devill can imitate Speake why is all so contrary to time He downe and you up ha why thus Que. I am sorry for my Lord I understand him not Tyr. The deed is not so monstrous in it selfe As is the Art which ponders home the deed The cunning doth amaze me past the sinne That he should fall before my rage begin Que. My Lord Tyr. Come hither yet one of those left hands give me Thou hast no right at all Nothing but put a Ring upon a finger Que. That 's a wrong finger for a Ring my Lord Tyr. And what was he on whom you bounteously bestow'd this Iewell Que. I doe not like that word a side Tyr. Looke well upon 't doest know it I and start Que. Oh heaven how came this hither Your Highnesse gave me this this is mine owne Tyr. T is the same ring but yet not the same stone Mysticall Strumpet dost thou yet presume Vpon thy subtle strength shak'st thou not yet Or is it onely Art makes women constant whom nature makes so loose I lookt for gracious lightning from thy cheekes I see none yet for a relenting Eye I can see no such sight lust keepes in all My witnesse where 's my witnesse rise in the same forme Enter from below Mazeres habited like Roxano Que. Oh I 'me betray'd Tyr. Is not you woman an Adulteresse Maz. Yes my good Lord Tyr. Was not this fellow catcht for her desire Brought in a Mist banquetted and received To all her amplest pleasures Maz. True my Lord I brought him saw him feasted and rēceiv'd Tyr. Downe downe we have too much Que. Oh t is Roxano Maz. So by this sleight I have deceiv'd them both I 'm tooke for him I strive to make her loath Exit Tyr. Needes here more witnesses I le call up more Que. Oh no here lyes a witnesse gainst my selfe Sooner beleev'd than all their hired faiths Doome me unto my death onely except The lingering execution of your looke Let me not live tormented in that brow I doe confesse Tyr. Oh I felt no quicke till now All witnesses to this were but dead flesh I was insensible of all but this Would I had given my Kingdome so condition'd That thou hadst nere confessed it Now I stand by the deed see all in Action The close conveyance cunning passages The Artfull fetch the whispering close disguising The houre the Banquet and the baudy Tapers All sticke in mine eye together yet thou shalt live Que. Torment me not with life it askes but death Tyr. Oh hadst thou not confest hadst thou no sleight Where was thy cunning there I see it now in thy confession Thou shalt not dye as long as this is meate Thou kill'dst a Bucke which thou thy selfe shalt eate Que. Deare sir Tyr. Here 's Deere strucke dead with thy owne hand T is Venison for thy owne tooth thou know'st the rellish A dearer place hath beene thy Taster hoa Sertorio Lodovico They Enter Ambo Here sir Tyr. Drag hence that body see it quartered streight No living wrath can I extend upon 't Else torments horrors Gibbets rackes and wheeles Had with a thousand deaths presented him Ere he had tasted one yet thou shalt live Heere take this Taper lighted kneele and weepe I le try which is spent first that of thine eye I le provide foode for thee thou shalt not dye If there be hell for sinnes that men commit Marry a strumpet and she keepes the pit Exit Que. I feard this misery long before it came My ominous dreames and fearefull dreadfulnesse Promis'd this issue long before t was borne Enter Mazeres Maz. Yonder she kneeles little suspecting me The neate discoverer of her Venery I were full safe had I Roxano's life Which in this streame I fish for how now Lady So nere the earth suites not a living Queene Que. Vnder the earth were safer and farre happier Maz. What is 't that can drive you to such discomforts To prize your glories at so meane a Rate Que. The trechery of my servants good my Lord Maz. Dare they prove trecherous most ignoble Vassals To the sweete peace of so divine a Mistresse Que. I 'me sure one Villaine whom I dearely lov'd Of whom my trust had made Election chiefe Perfideously betray'd me to the fury Of my tempestuous unappeased Lord Maz. Let me but know him that I may bestow My service to your Grace upon his heart And thence deserve a Mistresse like your selfe Enter Roxano from below Que. Oh me too soone behold him Maz. Madam stand by let him not see the light Rox. Now I expect reward Maz. He dyes were he my kinseman for that guilt Though t
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
I le helpe You to a disguise Maz. Enough Exit Tym. Me thinkes I walke in a Vault all under ground Rox. And now your long lost eyes againe are found good morrow sir Puls off the hood Tym. By the masse the day breakes Rox. Rest here my Lord and you shall finde content Catch your desires stay here they shall be sent Tym. Though it be night t is morning to that night which brought me hither Ha! the ground spread with Arras what place is this Rich hangings faire roome gloriously furnish'd Lights and their luster riches and their splendor T is no meane creatures these dumbe tokens witnesse Troth I begin t' affect my Hostesse better I love her in her absence though unknowne For courtly forme that 's here observ'd and showne Loud musicke Enter 2. with a Banquet other 2. with lights they set 'em downe and depart making obeysance Roxano takes one of them aside Rox. Valesta yes the same t is my Ladies pleasure You give to me your coate and vizarded attend without Till she employ you so now this disguise Serves for my Lord Mazeres for he watches But fit occasion Letcher now beware Securely sit and fearelesse quaffe and eate You 'le finde sowre sauce still after your sweete meate Exit Tym. The servants all in vizards by this light I doe admire the carriage of her love For I account that woman above wise Can sinne and hide the shame from a mans eyes They never doe their easie sexe more wrong Than when they venture fame upon mans tongue Yet I could sweare concealement in loves plot But happie woman that beleeves me not What ere is spoke or to be spoke seemes fit All still concludes her happinesse and wit Loud Musicke Enter Roxano Mazeres and the 4. Servants with dishes of sweete meates Roxano places them each having delivered his dish makes low obeysance to Tymethes Rox. This banquet from her owne hand received grace Her selfe prepar'd it for you as appeares By the choyce sweetes it yeelds able to move A man past sence to the delights of love I bid you welcome as her most priz'd guest First to this banquet next to pleasures feast Tym. Who ere she be we thanke her and commend Her care and love to entertaine a friend Rox. That speakes her sexes rarenesse for to woman The darkest path love treads is cleare and common She wishes your content may be as great As if her presence fill'd that other seate Tym. Convey my thankes to her and fill some wine Maz. My Lord Rox. My Lord Mazeres caught the Office I can't but laugh to see how well he playes The Devill in a vizard damnēs where he crouches little thinks the Prince Vnder that face lurkes his lives enemie Yet he but keepes the fashion great men kill As flatterers stab who laugh when they meane ill Maz. Now could I poyson him fitly aptly rarely My vengeance speakes me happy there it goes Tym. Some wine Maz. It comes my Lord Enter a Lady with wine La. My Lady begun to you sir and doth commend This to your heart and with it her affection Tym. I le pledge her thankefully there remove that Spils the wine Maz. And in this my revenge must be remov'd Where first I left it now my abused wrath Pursues thy ruine in this dangerous path Rox. That cup hath quite dasht my Lord Mazeres Tym. Returne my faith my reverence my respect And tell her this which courteously I finde She hides her face but lets me see her minde Rox. I would not taste of such a Banquet to feele that which followes it For the love of an Empresse T is more dangerous to be a letcher Than to enter upon a breach yet how securely he munches His thoughts are sweeter than the very meates before him He little dreames of his destruction His horrible fearefull ruine which cannot be withstood The end of Venery is disease or blood Soft Musicke Enter the Queene masked in her night-gowne her mayd with a shirt and a Night cap Tym. I have not knowne one happier for his pleasure Than in that state we are t is a strange tricke And sweetely carried by this light a delicate creature And should have a good face if all hit right For they that have good bodies and bad faces Were all mismatcht and made up in blinde places Rox. The wind and tide serve sir you have lighted upon A Sea of pleasure here 's your sayle sir and your top streamer A faire wrought shirt and a night-cap Tym. I shall make a sweete voyage of this Rox. I if you knew all sir Tym. Is not all knowne yet what 's to be told Rox. Five hundred Crownes in the shirt sleeve in gold Tym. How Rox. T is my good Ladies pleasure No Clouds ecclipse her bounty she shines cleare Some like that pleasure best that costs most deare Yet I thinke your Lordship is not of that minde now You like that best that brings a Banquet with it and 500. Crownes Tym. I by this light doe I and I thinke thou art of my minde Rox. We jumpe somewhat neere sir Tym. But what does she meane to reward me afore hand I may prove an Eunuch now for ought she knowes Rox. Oh sir I nere knew any of your hayre but he was absolute at the game Tym. Faith we are much of a colour but here 's a Note what sayes it He reads Our love and bounty shall increase So long as you regard our peace Vnlesse your life you would forgoe Who we are seeke not to know Enjoy me freely for your sake This dangerous shift I undertake Be therefore wise keepe safe your breath You cannot see me under death I 'de be loath to venture so farre for the sight of any Creature under heaven Rox. Nay sir I thinke you may see a thousand faces better cheap Tym. Well I will shift me instantly and be content With my groaping fortune Exit Rox. Oh sir you 'le groape to purpose Exit Maz. I le after thee and see the measure of my vengeance upheapt His ruine is my charge I have seene that This night would make one blush through this vizard Like lightning in a Tempest her lust shewes Or drinking drunke in Thunder horrible For on this Act a Thousand dangers waite The King will seize him in his burning fury and seale his vengeance on his reeking brest Though I make Panders use of eare and eye No office vile to damme mine Enemie This course is but the first t will not rest there The next shall change him into fire and Ayre Exit Act. 4. Scene 1. Enter Tymethes and Zenarchus Tym. Nay did ere subtlety match it Zen. Slight led to a Lady hudwinck'd Placed in state and banqueted in Vizards Tym. All by this light but all this nothing was To the delicious pleasures of her Bed Zen. Who should this be Tym. Nay enquire not brother I 'de give one eye to see her with the other Seest thou this Jewell in the midst of
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