be washt away Kin. 'T were good yours did for sir to tell you plaine I le finde a fairer face not washt to day Ber. I le proue her faire or talke till dooms-day here Kin. No Diuell will fright thee then so much as shee Duma I neuer knew man hold vile stuffe so deere Lou. Looke heer 's thy loue my foot and her face see Ber. O if the streets were paued with thine eyes Her feet were much too dainty for such tread Duma O vile then as she goes what vpward lyes The street should see as she walk'd ouer head Kin. But what of this are we not all in loue Ber. O nothing so sure and thereby all forsworne Kin. Then leaue this chat good Berown now proue Our louing lawfull and our fayth not torne Dum. I marie there some flattery for this euill Long. O some authority how to proceed Some tricks some quillets how to cheat the diuell Dum. Some salue for periurie Ber. O 't is more then neede Haue at you then affections men at armes Consider what you first did sweare vnto To fast to study and to see no woman Flat treason against the Kingly state of youth Say Can you fast your stomacks are too young And abstinence ingenders maladies And where that you haue vow'd to studie Lords In that each of you haue forsworne his Booke Can you still dreame and pore and thereon looke For when would you my Lord or you or you Haue found the ground of studies excellence Without the beauty of a womans face From womens eyes this doctrine I deriue They are the Ground the Bookes the Achadems From whence doth spring the true Promethean fire Why vniuersall plodding poysons vp The nimble spirits in the arteries As motion and long during action tyres The sinnowy vigour of the trauailer Now for not looking on a womans face You haue in that forsworne the vse of eyes And studie too the causer of your vow For where is any Author in the world Teaches such beauty as a womans eye Learning is but an adiunct to our selfe And where we are our Learning likewise is Then when our selues we see in Ladies eyes With our selues Doe we not likewise see our learning there O we haue made a Vow to studie Lords And in that vow we haue forsworne our Bookes For when would you my Leege or you or you In leaden contemplation haue found out Such fiery Numbers as the prompting eyes Of beauties tutors haue inrich'd you with Other slow Arts intirely keepe the braine And therefore finding barraine practizers Scarce shew a haruest of their heauy toyle But Loue first learned in a Ladies eyes Liues not alone emured in the braine But with the motion of all elements Courses as swift as thought in euery power And giues to euery power a double power Aboue their functions and their offices It addes a precious seeing to the eye A Louers eyes will gaze an Eagle blinde A Louers eare will heare the lowest sound When the suspicious head of theft is stopt Loues feeling is more soft and sensible Then are the tender hornes of Cockled Snayles Loues tongue proues dainty Bachus grosse in taste For Valour is not Loue a Hercules Still climing trees in the Hesporides Subtill as Sphinx as sweet and musicall As bright Apollo's Lute strung with his haire And when Loue speakes the voyce of all the Gods Make heauen drowsie with the harmonie Neuer durst Poet touch a pen to write Vntill his Inke were tempred with Loues sighes O then his lines would rauish sauage eares And plant in Tyrants milde humilitie From womens eyes this doctrine I deriue They sparcle still the right promethean fire They are the Bookes the Arts the Achademes That shew containe and nourish all the world Else none at all in ought proues excellent Then fooles you were these women to forsweare Or keeping what is sworne you will proue fooles For Wisedomes sake a word that all men loue Or for Loues sake a word that loues all men Or for Mens sake the author of these Women Or Womens sake by whom we men are Men. Let 's once loose our oathes to finde our selues Or else we loose our selues to keepe our oathes It is religion to be thus forsworne For Charity it selfe fulfills the Law And who can seuer loue from Charity Kin. Saint Cupid then and Souldiers to the field Ber. Aduance your standards vpon them Lords Pell mell downe with them but be first aduis'd In conflict that you get the Sunne of them Long. Now to plaine dealing Lay these glozes by Shall we resolue to woe these girles of France Kin. And winne them too therefore let vs deuise Some entertainment for them in their Tents Ber. First from the Park let vs conduct them thither Then homeward euery man attach the hand Of his faire Mistresse in the afternoone We will with some strange pastime solace them Such as the shortnesse of the time can shape For Reuels Dances Maskes and merry houres Fore-runne faire Loue strewing her way with flowres Kin. Away away no time shall be omitted That will be time and may by vs be fitted Ber. Alone alone sowed Cockell reap'd no Corne And Iustice alwaies whirles in equall measure Light Wenches may proue plagues to men forsworne If so our Copper buyes no better treasure Exeunt Actus Quartus Enter the Pedant Curate and Dull Pedant Satis quid sufficit Curat I praise God for you sir your reasons at dinner haue beene sharpe sententious pleasant without scurrillity witty without affection audacious without impudency learned without opinion and strange without heresie I did conuerse this quondam day with a companion of the Kings who is intituled nominated or called Don Adriano de Armatho Ped. Noui hominum tanquam te His humour is lofty his discourse peremptorie his tongue filed his eye ambitious his gate maiesticall and his generall behauiour vaine ridiculous and thrasonicall He is too picked too spruce too affected too odde as it were too peregrinat as I may call it Curat A most singular and choise Epithat Draw out his Table-booke Peda. He draweth out the thred of his verbositie finer then the staple of his argument I abhor such phanaticall phantasims such insociable and poynt deuise companions such rackers of ortagriphie as to speake dout fine when he should say doubt det when he shold pronounce debt deâ—t not det he clepeth a Calf Caufe halfe haufe neighbour vocatur nebour neigh abreuiated ne this is abhominable which he would call abhominable it insinuateth me of infamie ne inteligis domine to make frantiâ—ke lunaticke Cura Laus deo bene intelligo Peda. Bome boon for boon prescian a little scratcht 't wil serue Enter Bragart Boy Curat Vides ne quis venit Peda. Video gaudio Brag. Chirra Peda. Quarâ— Chirra not Sirra Brag. Men of peace well incountred Ped. Most millitarie sir salutation Boy They haue beene at a great feast of Languages and stolne the scraps Clow. O they haue
great care to please his wife E. Dro. Why Mistresse sure my Master is horne mad Adri. Horne mad thou villaine E. Dro. I meane not Cuckold mad But sure he is starke mad When I desir'd him to come home to dinner He ask'd me for a hundred markes in gold 'T is dinner time quoth I my gold quoth he Your meat doth burne quoth I my gold quoth he Will you come quoth I my gold quoth he Where is the thousand markes I gaue thee villaine The Pigge quoth I is burn'd my gold quoth he My mistresse sir quoth I hang vp thy Mistresse I know not thy mistresse out on thy mistresse Luci. Quoth who E. Dr. Quoth my Master I know quoth he no house no wife no mistresse so that my arrant due vnto my tongue I thanke him I bare home vpon my shoulders for in conclusion he did beat me there Adri. Go back againe thou slaue fetch him home Dro. Goe backe againe and be new beaten home For Gods sake send some other messenger Adri. Backe slaue or I will breake thy pate a-crosse Dro. And he will blesse y t crosse with other beating Betweene you I shall haue a holy head Adri. Hence prating pesant fetch thy Master home Dro. Am I so round with you as you with me That like a foot-ball you doe spurne me thus You spurne me hence and he will spurne me hither If I last in this seruice you must case me in leather Luci. Fie how impatience lowreth in your face Adri. His company must do his minions grace Whil'st I at home starue for a merrie looke Hath homelie age th' alluring beauty tooke From my poore checke then he hath wasted it Are my discourses dull Barren my wit If voluble and sharpe discourse be mar'd Vnkindnesse blunts it more then marble hard Doe their gay vestments his affections baite That 's not my fault hee 's master of my state What ruines are in me that can be found By him not ruin'd Then is he the ground Of my defeatures My decayed faire A sunnie looke of his would soone repaire But too vnruly Deere he breakes the pale And feedes from home poore I am but his stale Luci. Selfe-harming Iealousie fie beat it hence Ad. Vnfeeling fools can with such wrongs dispence I know his eye doth homage other-where Or else what lets it but he would be here Sister you know he promis'd me a chaine Would that alone a loue he would detaine So he would keepe faire quarter with his bed I see the Iewell best enamaled Will loose his beautie yet the gold bides still That others touch and often touching will Where gold and no man that hath a name By falshood and corruption doth it shame Since that my beautie cannot please his eie I le weepe what 's left away and weeping die Luci. How manie fond fooles serue mad Ielousie Exit Enter Antipholis Errotis Ant. The gold I gaue to Dromio is laid vp Safe at the Centaur and the heedfull slaue Is wandred forth in care to seeke me out By computation and mine hosts report I could not speake with Dromio since at first I sent him from the Mart see here he comes Enter Dromio Siracusia How now sir is your merrie humor alter'd As you loue stroakes so iest with me againe You know no Centaur you receiu'd no gold Your Mistresse sent to haue me home to dinner My house was at the Phoenix Wast thou mad That thus so madlie thou did didst answere me S. Dro. What answer sir when spake I such a word E. Ant. Euen now euen here not halfe an howre since S. Dro. I did not see you since you sent me hence Home to the Centaur with the gold you gaue me Ant. Villaine thou didst denie the golds receit And toldst me of a Mistresse and a dinner For which I hope thou feltst I was displeas'd S. Dro. I am glad to see you in this merrie vaine What meanes this iest I pray you Master tell me Ant. Yea dost thou ieere flowt me in the teeth Thinkst y u I iest hold take thou that that Beats Dro. S. Dr. Hold sir for Gods sake now your iest is earnest Vpon what bargaine do you giue it me Antiph Because that I familiarlie sometimes Doe vse you for my foole and chat with you Your sawcinesse will iest vpon my loue And make a Common of my serious howres When the sunne shines let foolish gnats make sport But creepe in crannies when he hides his beames If you will iest with me know my aspect And fashion your demeanor to my lookes Or I will beat this method in your sconce S. Dro. Sconce call you it so you would leaue battering I had rather haue it a head and you vse these blows long I must get a sconce for my head and Insconce it to or else I shall seek my wit in my shoulders but I pray sir why am I beaten Ant. Dost thou not know S. Dro Nothing sir but that I am beaten Ant. Shall I tell you why S. Dro. I sir and wherefore for they say euery why hath a wherefore Ant. Why first for flowting me and then wherefore for vrging it the second time to me S. Dro. Was there euer anie man thus beaten out of season when in the why and the wherefore is neither rime nor reason Well sir I thanke you Ant. Thanke me sir for what S. Dro. Marry sir for this something that you gaue me for nothing Ant. I le make you amends next to giue you nothing for something But say sir is it dinner time S. Dro. No sir I thinke the meat wants that I haue Ant. In good time sir what 's that S. Dro. Basting Ant. Well sir then 't will be drie S. Dro. If it be sir I pray you eat none of it Ant. Your reason S. Dro. Lest it make you chollericke and purchase me another drie basting Ant. Well sir learne to iest in good time there 's a time for all things S. Dro. I durst haue denied that before you vvere so chollericke Anti. By what rule sir S. Dro. Marry sir by a rule as plaine as the plaine bald pate of Father time himselfe Ant. Let 's heare it S. Dro. There 's no time for a man to recouer his haire that growes bald by nature Ant. May he not doe it by fine and recouerie S. Dro. Yes to pay a fine for a perewig and recouer the lost haire of another man Ant. Why is Time such a niggard of haire being as it is so plentifull an excrement S. Dro. Because it is a blessing that hee bestowes on beasts and what he hath scanted them in haire hee hath giuen them in wit Ant. Why but there 's manie a man hath more haire then wit S. Dro. Not a man of those but he hath the wit to lose his haire Ant. Why thou didst conclude hairy men plain dealers without wit S. Dro. The plainer dealer the sooner lost yet he looseth it in a kinde of iollitie An. For
not neere our Fairy Queene Philomele with melodie Sing in your sweet Lullaby Lulla lulla lullaby lulla lulla lullaby Neuer harme nor spell nor charme Come our louely Lady nye So good night with Lullaby 2. Fairy Weauing Spiders come not heere Hence you long leg'd Spinners hence Beetles blacke approach not neere Worme nor Snayle doe no offence Philomele with melody c. 1. Fairy Hence away now all is well One aloofe stand Centinell Shee sleepes Enter Oberon Ober. What thou seest when thou dost wake Doe it for thy true Loue take Loue and languish for his sake Be it Ounce or Catte or Beare Pard or Boare with bristled haire In thy eye that shall appeare When thou wak'st it is thy deare Wake when some vile thing is neere Enter Lisander and Hermia Lis Faire loue you faint with wandring in y e woods And to speake troth I haue forgot our way Wee 'll rest vs Hermia if you thinke it good And tarry for the comfort of the day Her Be it so Lysander finde you out a bed For I vpon this banke will rest my head Lys One turfe shall serue as pillow for vs both One heart one bed two bosomes and one troth Her Nay good Lysander for my sake my deere Lie further off yet doe not lie so neere Lys O take the sence sweet of my innocence Loue takes the meaning in loues conference I meane that my heart vnto yours is knit So that but one heart can you make of it Two bosomes interchanged with an oath So then two bosomes and a single troth Then by your side no bed-roome me deny For lying so Hermia I doe not lye Her Lysander riddles very prettily Now much beshrew my manners and my pride If Hermia meant to say Lysander lied But gentle friend for loue and courtesie Lie further off in humane modesty Such separation as may well be said Becomes a vertuous batchelour and a maide So farre be distant and good night sweet friend Thy loue nere alter till thy sweet life end Lys Amen amen to that faire prayer say I And then end life when I end loyalty Heere is my bed sleepe giue thee all his rest Her With halfe that wish the wishers eyes be prest Enter Pucke They sleepe Puck Through the Forrest haue I gone But Athenian finde I none One whose eyes I might approue This flowers force in stirring loue Night and silence who is heere Weedes of Athens he doth weare This is he my master said Despised the Athenian maide And heere the maiden sleeping sound On the danke and durty ground Pretty soule she durst not lye Neere this lacke-loue this kill-curtesie Churle vpon thy eyes I throw All the power this charme doth owe When thou wak'st let loue forbid Sleepe his seate on thy eye-lid So awake when I am gone For I must now to Oberon Exit Enter Demetrius and Helena running Hel. Stay though thou kill me sweete Demetrius De. I charge thee hence and do not haunt me thus Hel. O wilt thou darkling leaue me do not so De. Stay on thy perill I alone will goe Exit Demetrius Hel. O I am out of breath in this fond chace The more my prayer the lesser is my grace Happy is Hermia wheresoere she lies For she hath blessed and attractiue eyes How came her eyes so bright Not with salt teares If so my eyes are oftner washt then hers No no I am as vgly as a Beare For beasts that meete me runne away for feare Therefore no maruaile though Demetrius Doe as a monster flie my presence thus What wicked and dissembling glasse of mine Made me compare with Hermias sphery eyne But who is here Lysander on the ground Deade or asleepe I see no bloud no wound Lysander if you liue good sir awake Lys And run through fire I will for thy sweet sake Transparent Helena nature her shewes art That through thy bosome makes me see thy heart Where is Demetrius oh how fit a word Is that vile name to perish on my sword Hel. Do not say so Lysander say not so What though he loue your Hermia Lord what though Yet Hermia still loues you then be content Lys Content with Hermia No I do repent The tedious minutes I with her haue spent Not Hermia but Helena now I loue Who will not change a Rauen for a Doue The will of man is by his reason sway'd And reason saies you are the worthier Maide Things growing are not ripe vntill their season So I being yong till now ripe not to reason And touching now the point of humane skill Reason becomes the Marshall to my will And leades me to your eyes where I orelooke Loues stories written in Loues richest booke Hel. Wherefore was I to this keene mockery borne When at your hands did I deserue this scorne I st not enough i st not enough yong man That I did neuer no nor neuer can Deserue a sweete looke from Demetrius eye But you must flout my insufficiency Good troth you do me wrong good-sooth you do In such disdainfull manner me to wooe But fare you well perforce I must confesse I thought you Lord of more true gentlenesse Oh that a Lady of one man refus'd Should of another therefore be abus'd Exit Lys She sees not Hermia Hermia sleepe thou there And neuer maist thou come Lysander neere For as a surfeit of the sweetest things The deepest loathing to the stomacke brings Or as the heresies that men do leaue Are hated most of those that did deceiue So thou my surfeit and my heresie Of all be hated but the most of me And all my powers addresse your loue and might To honour Helen and to be her Knight Exit Her Helpe me Lysander helpe me do thy best To plucke this crawling serpent from my brest Aye me for pitty what a dreame was here Lysander looke how I do quake with feare Me-thought a serpent eate my heart away And yet sat smiling at his cruell prey Lysander what remoou'd Lysander Lord What out of hearing gone No sound no word Alacke where are you speake and if you heare Speake of all loues I sound almost with feare No then I well perceiue you are not nye Either death or you I le finde immediately Exit Actus Tertius Enter the Clownes Bot. Are we all met Quin. Pat pat and here 's a maruailous conuenient place for our rehearsall This greene plot shall be our stage this hauthorne brake our tyring house and we will do it in action as we will do it before the Duke Bot. Peter quince Peter What saist thou bully Bottome Bot. There are things in this Comedy of Piramus and Thisby that will neuer please First Piraemus must draw a sword to kill himselfe which the Ladies cannot abide How answere you that Snout Berlaken a parlous feare Star I beleeue we must leaue the killing out when all is done Bot. Not a whit I haue a deuice to make all well Write me a Prologue and set the Prologue seeme to
me thou shalt buy this deere If euer I thy face by day-light see Now goe thy way faintnesse constraineth me To measure out my length on this cold bed By daies approach looke to be visited Enter Helena Hel. O weary night O long and tedious night Abate thy houres shine comforts from the East That I may backe to Athens by day-light From these that my poore companie detest And sleepe that sometime shuts vp sorrowes eie Steale me a while from mine owne companie Sleepe Rob. Yet but three Come one more Two of both kindes makes vp foure Here she comes curst and sad Cupid is a knauish lad Enter Hermia Thus to make poore females mad Her Neuer so wearie neuer so in woe Bedabbled with the dew and torne with briars I can no further crawle no further goe My legs can keepe no pace with my desires Here will I rest me till the breake of day Heauens shield Lysander if they meane a fray Rob. On the ground sleepe sound I le apply your eie gentle louer remedy When thou wak'st thou tak'st True delight in the sight of thy former Ladies eye And the Country Prouerb knowne That euery man should take his owne In your waking shall be showne Iacke shall haue Iill noâ—ght shall goe ill The man shall haue his Mare againe and all shall bee well They sleepe all the Act. Actus Quartus Enter Queene of Fairies and Clowne and Fairies and the King behinde them Tita. Come sit thee downe vpon this flowry bed While I thy amiable cheekes doe coy And sticke muske roses in thy sleeke smoothe head And kisse thy faire large eares my gentle ioy Clow. Where 's Pease blossome Peas Ready Clow. Scratch my head Pease-blossome Wher 's Mounsieuer Cobweb Cob. Ready Clowne Mounsieur Cobweb good Mounsier get your weapons in your hand kill me a red hipt humble-Bee on the top of a thistle and good Mounsieur bring mee the hony bag Doe not fret your selfe too much in the action Mounsieur and good Mounsieur haue a care the hony bag breake not I would be loth to haue you ouerflowne with a hony-bag signiour Where 's Mounsieur Mustardseed Mus Ready Clo. Giue me your neafe Mounsieur Mustardseed Pray you leaue your courtesie good Mounsieur Mus What 's your will Clo. Nothing good Mounsieur but to help Caualery Cobweb to scratch I must to the Barbers Mounsieur for me-thinkes I am maruellous hairy about the face And I am such a tender asse if my haire do but tickle me I must scratch Tita. What wilt thou heare some musicke my sweet loue Clow. I haue a reasonable good eare in musicke Let vs haue the tongs and the bones Musicke Tongs Rurall Musicke Tita. Or say sweete Loue what thou desirest to eat Clowne Truly a pecke of Prouender I could munch your good dry Oates Me-thinkes I haue a great desire to a bottle of hay good hay sweete hay hath no fellow Tita. I haue a venturous Fairy That shall seeke the Squirrels hoard And fetch thee new Nuts Clown I had rather haue a handfull or two of dried pease But I pray you let none of your people stirre me I haue an exposition of sleepe come vpon me Tyta. Sleepe thou and I will winde thee in my arms Fairies be gone and be alwaies away So doth the woodbine the sweet Honisuckle Gently entwist the female Ioy so Enrings the barky fingers of the Elme O how I loue thee how I dote on thee Enter Robin goodfellow and Oberon Ob. Welcome good Robin Seest thou this sweet sight Her dotage now I doe begin to pitty For meeting her of late behinde the wood Seeking sweet sauors for this hatefull foole I did vpbraid her and fall out with her For she his hairy temples then had rounded With coronet of fresh and fragrant flowers And that same dew which somtime on the buds Was wont to swell like round and orient pearles Stood now within the pretty flouriets eyes Like teares that did their owne disgrace bewaile When I had at my pleasure taunted her And she in milde termes beg'd my patience I then did aske of her her changeling childe Which straight she gaue me and her Fairy sent To beare him to my Bower in Fairy Land And now I haue the Boy I will vndoe This hatefull imperfection of her eyes And gentle Pucke take this transformed scalpe From off the head of this Athenian swaine That he awaking when the other doe May all to Athens backe againe repaire And thinke no more of this nights accidents But as the fierce vexation of a dreame But first I will release the Fairy Queene Be thou as thou wast wont to be See as thou wast wont to see Dians bud or Cupids flower Hath such force and blessed power Now my Titania wake you my sweet Queene Tita. My Oberon what visions haue I seene Me-thought I was enamoured of an Asse Ob. There lies your loue Tita. How came these things to passe Oh how mine eyes doth loath this visage now Ob. Silence a while Robin take off his head Titania musick call and strike more dead Then common sleepe of all these fine the sense Tita. Musicke he musicke such as charmeth sleepe Musick still Rob. When thou wak'st with thine owne fooles eies peepe Ob. Sound musick come my Queen take hands with me And rocke the ground whereon these sleepers be Now thou and I are new in amity And will to morrow midnight solemnly Dance in Duke Theseus house triumphantly And blesse it to all faire posterity There shall the paires of faithfull Louers be Wedded with Theseus all in iollity Rob. Faire King attend and marke I doe heare the morning Larke Ob. Then my Queene in silence sad Trip we after the nights shade We the Globe can compasse soone Swifter then the wandring Moone Tita. Come my Lord and in our flight Tell me how it came this night That I sleeping heere was found Sleepers Lye still With these mortals on the ground Exeunt Winde Hornes Enter Theseus Egeus Hippolita and all his traine Thes Goe one of you finde out the Forrester For now our obseruation is perform'd And since we haue the vaward of the day My Loue shall heare the musicke of my hounds Vncouple in the Westerne valley let them goe Dispatch I say and finde the Forrester We will faire Queene vp to the Mountaines top And marke the musicall confusion Of hounds and eccho in coniunction Hip. I was with Hercules and Cadmus once When in a wood of Creete they bayed the Beare With hounds of Sparta neuer did I heare Such gallant chiding For besides the groues The skies the fountaines euery region neere Seeme all one mutuall cry I neuer heard So musicall a discord such sweet thunder Thes My hounds are bred out of the Spartan kinde So flew'd so sanded and their heads are hung With eares that sweepe away the morning dew Crooke kneed and dew-lapt like Thessalian Buls Slow in pursuit but match'd in mouth like bels Each vnder
there can be no kernell in this light Nut the soule of this man is his cloathes Trust him not in matter of heauie consequence I haue kept of them tame know their natures Farewell Monsieur I haue spoken better of you then you haue or will to deserue at my hand but we must do good against euill Par. An idle Lord I sweare Ber. I thinke so Par. Why do you not know him Ber. Yes I do know him well and common speech Giues him a worthy passe Heere comes my clog Enter Helena Hel. I haue sir as I was commanded from you Spoke with the King and haue procur'd his leaue For present parting onely he desires Some priuate speech with you Ber. I shall obey his will You must not meruaile Helen at my course Which holds not colour with the time nor does The ministration and required office On my particular Prepar'd I was not For such a businesse therefore am I found So much vnsetled This driues me to intreate you That presently you take your way for home And rather muse then aske why I intreate you For my respects are better then they seeme And my appointments haue in them a neede Greater then shewes it selfe at the first view To you that know them not This to my mother 'T will be two daies ere I shall see you so I leaue you to your wisedome Hel. Sir I can nothing say But that I am your most obedient seruant Ber. Come come no more of that Hel. And euer shall With true obseruance seeke to eeke out that Wherein toward me my homely starres haue faild To equall my great fortune Ber. Let that goe my hast is verie great Farwell Hie home Hel. Pray sir your pardon Ber. Well what would you say Hel. I am not worthie of the wealth I owe Nor dare I say 't is mine and yet it is But like a timorous theefe most faine would steale What law does vouch mine owne Ber. What would you haue Hel. Something and scarse so much nothing indeed I would not tell you what I would my Lord Faith yes Strangers and foes do sunder and not kisse Ber. I pray you stay not but in hast to horse Hel. I shall not breake your bidding good my Lord Where are my other men Monsieur farwell Exit Ber. Go thou toward home where I wil neuer come Whilst I can shake my sword or heare the drumme Away and for our flight Par. Brauely Coragio Actus Tertius Flourish Enter the Duke of Florence the two Frenchmen with a troope of Souldiers Duke So that from point to point now haue you heard The fundamentall reasons of this warre Whose great decision hath much blood let forth And more thirsts after 1. Lord. Holy seemes the quarrell Vpon your Graces part blacke and fearefull On the opposer Duke Therefore we meruaile much our Cosin France Would in so iust a businesse shut his bosome Against our borrowing prayers French E. Good my Lord The reasons of our stare I cannot yeelde But like a common and an outward man That the great figure of a Counsaile frames By selfe vnable motion therefore dare not Say what I thinke of it since I haue found My selfe in my incertaine grounds to faile As often as I guest Duke Be it his pleasure Fren. G. But I am sure the yonger of our nature That surfet on their ease will day by day Come heere for Physicke Duke Welcome shall they bee And all the honors that can flye from vs Shall on them settle you know your places well When better fall for your auailes they fell To morrow to ' th the field Flourish Enter Countesse and Clowne Count. It hath happen'd all as I would haue had it saue that he comes not along with her Clo. By my troth I take my young Lord to be a verie melancholly man Count. By what obseruance I pray you Clo. Why he will looke vppon his boote and sing mend the Ruffe and sing aske questions and sing picke his teeth and sing I know a man that had this tricke of melancholy hold a goodly Mannor for a song Lad. Let me see what he writes and when he meanes to come Clow. I haue no minde to Isbell since I was at Court Our old Lings and our Isbels a' th Country are nothing like your old Ling and your Isbels a' th Court the brains of my Cupid's knock'd out and I beginne to loue as an old man loues money with no stomacke Lad. What haue we heere Clo. In that you haue there exit A Letter I haue sent you a daughter-in-Law shee hath recouered the King and vndone me I haue wedded her not bedded her and sworne to make the not eternall You shall heare I am runne away know it before the report come If there bee bredth enough in the world I will hold a long distance My duty to you Your vnfortunate sonne Bertram This is not well rash and vnbridled boy To flye the fauours of so good a King To plucke his indignation on thy head By the misprising of a Maide too vertuous For the contempt of Empire Enter Clowne Clow. O Madam yonder is heauie newes within betweene two souldiers and my yong Ladie La. What is the matter Clo. Nay there is some comfort in the newes some comfort your sonne will not be kild so soone as I thoght he would La. Why should he be kill'd Clo. So say I Madame if he runne away as I heare he does the danger is in standing too 't that 's the losse of men though it be the getting of children Heere they come will tell you more For my part I onely heare your sonne was run away Enter Hellen and two Gentlemen French E. Saue you good Madam Hel. Madam my Lord is gone for euer gone French G. Do not say so La. Thinke vpon patience pray you Gentlemen I haue felt so many quirkes of ioy and greefe That the first face of neither on the start Can woman me vntoo 't Where is my sonne I pray you Fren. G. Madam he 's gone to serue the Duke of Florence We met him thitherward for thence we came And after some dispatch in hand at Court Thither we bend againe Hel. Looke on his Letter Madam here 's my Pasport When thou canst get the Ring vpon my finger which neuer shall come off and shew mee a childe begotten of thy bodie that I am father too then call me husband but in such a then I write a Neuer This is a dreadfull sentence La. Brought you this Letter Gentlemen 1. G. I Madam and for the Contents sake are sorrie for our paines Old La. I prethee Ladie haue a better cheere If thou engrossest all the greefes are thine Thou robst me of a moity He was my sonne But I do wash his name out of my blood And thou art all my childe Towards Florence is he Fren. G. I Madam La. And to be a souldier Fren. G. Such is his noble purpose and beleeu 't The Duke will lay vpon
now in some commerce with my Ladie and will by and by depart To. Go sir Andrew scout mee for him at the corner of the Orchard like a bum-Baylie so soone as euer thou seest him draw and as thou draw'st sweare horrible for â—t comes to passe oft that a terrible oath with a swaggering accent sharpely twang'd off giues manhoode more approbation then euer proofe it selfe would haue earn'd him Away And. Nay let me alone for swearing Exit To. Now will not I deliuer his Letter for the behauiour of the yong Gentleman giues him out to be of good capacity and breeding his employment betweene his Lord and my Neece confirmes no lesse Therefore this Letter being so excellently ignorant will breed no terror in the youth he will finde it comes from a Clodde-pole But sir I will deliuer his Challenge by word of mouth set vpon Ague-cheeke a notable report of valor and driue the Gentleman as I know his youth will aptly receiue it into a most hideous opinion of his rage skill furie and impetuositie This will so fright them both that they wil kill one another by the looke like Cockatrices Enter Oliuia and Viola Fab. Heere he comes with your Neece giue them way till he take leaue and presently after him To I wil meditate the while vpon some horrid message for a Challenge Ol. I haue said too much vnto a hart of stone And laid mine honour too vnchary on 't There 's something in me that reproues my fault But such a head-strong potent fault it is That it but mockes reproofe Vio. With the same hauiour that your passion beares Goes on my Masters greefes Ol. Heere weare this Iewell for me t is my picture Refuse it not it hath no tongue to vex you And I beseech you come againe to morrow What shall you aske of me that I le deny That honour sau'd may vpon asking giue Vio Nothing but this your true loue for my master Ol. How with mine honor may I giue him that Which I haue giuen to you Vio I will acquit you Ol. Well come againe to morrow far-thee-well A Fiend like thee might beare my soule to hell Enter Toby and Fabian To. Gentleman God saue thee Vio. And you sir To. That defence thou hast betake the too 't of what nature the wrongs are thou hast done him I knowe not but thy intercepter full of despight bloody as the Hunter attends thee at the Orchard end dismount thy tucke be yare in thy preparation for thy assaylant is quick skilfull and deadly Vio. You mistake sir I am sure no man hath any quarrell to me my remembrance is very free and cleere from any image of offence done to any man To. You 'l finde it otherwise I assure you therefore if you hold your life at any price betake you to your gard for your opposite hath in him what youth strength skill and wrath can furnish man withall Vio. I pray you sir what is he To. He is knight dubb'd with vnhatch'd Rapier and on carpet consideration but he is a diuell in priuate brall soules and bodies hath he diuorc'd three and his incensement at this moment is so implacable that satisfaction can be none but by pangs of death and sepulcher Hob nob is his word giu 't or take 't Vio. I will returne againe into the house and desire some conduct of the Lady I am no fighter I haue heard of some kinde of men that put quarrells purposely on others to taste their valour belike this is a man of that quirke To. Sir no his indignation deriues it selfe out of a very computent iniurie therefore get you on and giue him his desire Backe you shall not to the house vnlesse you vndertake that with me which with as much safetie you might answer him therefore on or strippe your sword starke naked for meddle you must that 's certain or forsweare to weare iron about you Vio. This is as vnciuill as strange I beseech you doe me this courteous office as to know of the Knight what my offence to him is it is something of my negligence nothing of my purpose To. I will doe so Signiour Fabian stay you by this Gentleman till my returne Exit Toby Vio. Pray you sir do you know of this matter Fab. I know the knight is incenst against you euen to a mortall arbitrement but nothing of the circumstance more Vio. I beseech you what manner of man is he Fab. Nothing of that wonderfull promise to read him by his forme as you are like to finde him in the proofe of his valour He is indeede sir the most skilfull bloudy fatall opposite that you could possibly haue found in anie part of Illyria will you walke towards him I will make your peace with him if I can Vio. I shall bee much bound to you for 't I am one that had rather go with sir Priest then sir knight I care not who knowes so much of my mettle Exeunt Enter Toby and Andrew To. Why man heeâ—s a verie diuell I haue not seen such a firago I had a passe with him rapier scabberd and all and he giues me the stucke in with such a mortall motion that it is ineuitable and on the answer he payes you as surely as your feete hits the ground they step on They say he has bin Fencer to the Sophy And. Pox on 't I le not meddle with him To. I but he will not now be pacified Fabian can scarse hold him yonder An. Plague on 't and I thought he had beene vallant and so cunning in Fence I 'de haue seene him damn'd ere I 'de haue challeng'd him Let him let the matter slip and I le giue him my horse gray Capilet To. I le make the motion stand heere make a good shew on 't this shall end without the perdition of soules marry I le ride your horse as well as I ride you Enter Fabian and Viola I haue his horse to take vp the quarrell I haue perswaded him the youths a diuell Fa. He is as horribly conceited of him and pants lookes pale as if a Beare were at his heeles To. There 's no remedie sir he will fight with you for 's oath sake marrie hee hath better bethought him of his quarrell and hee findes that now scarse to bee worth talking of therefore draw for the supportance of his vowe he protests he will not hurt you Vio. Pray God defend me a little thing would make me tell them how much I lacke of a man Fab. Giue ground if you see him furious To. Come sir Andrew there 's no remedie the Gentleman will for his honors sake haue one bowt with you he cannot by the Duello auoide it but hee has promised me as he is a Gentleman and a Soldiour he will not hurt you Come on too 't And. Pray God he keepe his oath Enter Antonio Vio. I do assure you t is against my will Ant. Put vp your sword if this yong Gentleman
Amitie War There is a Historie in all mens Liues Figuring the nature of the Times deceas'd The which obseru'd a man may prophecie With a neere ayme of the maine chance of things As yet not come to Life which in their Seedes And weake beginnings lye entreasured Such things become the Hatch and Brood of Time And by the necessarie forme of this King Richard might create a perfect guesse That great Northumberland then false to him Would of that Seed grow to a greater falsenesse Which should not finde a ground to roote vpon Vnlesse on you King Are these things then Necessities Then let vs meete them like Necessities And that same word euen now cryes out on vs They say the Bishop and Northumberland Are fiftie thousand strong War It cannot be my Lord Rumor doth double like the Voice and Eccho The numbers of the feared Please it your Grace To goe to bed vpon my Life my Lord The Pow'rs that you alreadie haue sent forth Shall bring this Prize in very easily To comfort you the more I haue receiu'd A certaine instance that Glendour is dead Your Maiestie hath beene this fort-night ill And these vnseason'd howres perforce must adde Vnto your Sicknesse King I will take your counsaile And were these inward Warres once out of hand Wee would deare Lords vnto the Holy-Land Exeunt Scena Secunda Enter Shallow and Silence with Mouldie Shadow Wart Feeble Bull-calfe Shal. Come-on come-on come-on giue mee your Hand Sir giue mee your Hand Sir an early stirrer by the Rood And how doth my good Cousin Silence Sil. Good-morrow good Cousin Shallow Shal. And how doth my Cousin your Bed-fellow and your fairest Daughter and mine my God-Daughter Ellen Sil. Alas a blacke Ouzell Cousin Shallow Shal. By yea and nay Sir I dare say my Cousin William is become a good Scholler hee is at Oxford still is hee not Sil. Indeede Sir to my cost Shal. Hee must then to the Innes of Court shortly I was once of Clements Inne where I thinke they will talke of mad Shallow yet Sil. You were call'd lustie Shallow then Cousin Shal. I was call'd any thing and I would haue done any thing indeede too and roundly too There was I and little Iohn Doit of Staffordshire and blacke George Bare and Francis Pick-bone and Will Squele a Cot-sal-man you had not foure such Swindge-bucklers in all the Innes of Court againe And I may say to you wee knew where the Bona-Roba's were and had the best of them all at commandement Then was Iacke Falstaffe now Sir Iohn a Boy and Page to Thomas Mowbray Duke of Norfolke Sil. This Sir Iohn Cousin that comes hither anon about Souldiers Shal. The same Sir Iohn the very same I saw him breake Scoggan's Head at the Court-Gate when hee was a Crack not thus high and the very same day did I fight with one Sampson Stock-fish a Fruiterer behinde Greyes-Inne Oh the mad dayes that I haue spent and to see how many of mine olde Acquaintance are dead Sil. Wee shall all follow Cousin Shal. Certaine 't is certaine very sure very sure Death is certaine to all all shall dye How a good Yoke of Bullocks at Stamford Fayre Sil. Truly Cousin I was not there Shal. Death is certaine Is old Double of your Towne liuing yet Sil. Dead Sir Shal. Dead See see hee drew a good Bow and dead hee shot a fine shoote Iohn of Gaunt loued him well and betted much Money on his head Dead hee would haue clapt in the Clowt at Twelue-score and carryed you a fore-hand Shaft at foureteene and foureteene and a halfe that it would haue done a mans heart good to see How a score of Ewes now Sil. Thereafter as they be a score of good Ewes may be worth tenne pounds Shal. And is olde Double dead Enter Bardolph and his Boy Sil. Heere come two of Sir Iohn Falstaffes Men as I thinke Shal. Good-morrow honest Gentlemen Bard. I beseech you which is Iustice Shallow Shal. I am Robert Shallow Sir a poore Esquire of this Countie and one of the Kings Iustices of the Peace What is your good pleasure with me Bard. My Captaine Sir commends him to you my Captaine Sir Iohn Falstaffe a tall Gentleman and a most gallant Leader Shal. Hee greetes me well Sir I knew him a good Back-Sword-man How doth the good Knight may I aske how my Lady his Wife doth Bard. Sir pardon a Souldier is better accommodated then with a Wife Shal. It is well said Sir and it is well said indeede too Better accommodated it is good yea indeede is it good phrases are surely and euery where very commendable Accommodated it comes of Accommodo very good a good Phrase Bard. Pardon Sir I haue heard the word Phrase call you it by this Day I know not the Phrase but I will maintaine the Word with my Sword to bee a Souldier-like Word and a Word of exceeding good Command Accommodated that is when a man is as they say accommodated or when a man is being whereby he thought to be accommodated which is an excellent thing Enter Falstaffe Shal. It is very iust Looke heere comes good Sir Iohn Giue me your hand giue me your Worships good hand Trust me you looke well and beare your yeares very well Welcome good Sir Iohn Fal. I am glad to see you well good M. Robert Shallow Master Sure-card as I thinke Shal. No sir Iohn it is my Cosin Silence in Commission with mee Fal. Good M. Silence it well befits you should be of the peace Sil. Your good Worship is welcome Fal. Fye this is hot weather Gentlemen haue you prouided me heere halfe a dozen of sufficient men Shal. Marry haue we sir Will you sit Fal. Let me see them I beseech you Shal. Where 's the Roll Where 's the Roll Where 's the Roll Let me see let me see let me see so so so so yea marry Sir Raphe Mouldie let them appeare as I call let them do so let them do so Let mee see Where is Mouldie Moul. Heere if it please you Shal. What thinke you Sir Iohn a good limb'd fellow yong strong and of good friends Fal. Is thy name Mouldie Moul. Yea if it please you Fal. 'T is the more time thou wert vs'd Shal. Ha ha ha most excellent Things that are mouldie lacke vse very singular good Well saide Sir Iohn very well said Fal. Pricke him Moul. I was prickt well enough before if you could haue let me alone my old Dame will be vndone now for one to doe her Husbandry and her Drudgery you need not to haue prickt me there are other men fitter to goe out then I. Fal. Go too peace Mouldie you shall goe Mouldie it is time you were spent Moul. Spent Shallow Peace fellow peace stand aside Know you where you are For the other sir Iohn Let me see Simon Shadow Fal. I marry let me haue him to sit vnder he 's like to be a cold souldier Shal. Where 's Shadow Shad. Heere sir
they cry though you forbid That they will guard you where you will or no From such fell Serpents as false Suffolke is With whose inuenomed and fatall sting Your louing Vnckle twentie times his worth They say is shamefully bereft of life Commons within An answer from the King my Lord of Salisbury Suff. 'T is like the Commons rude vnpolisht Hindes Could send such Message to their Soueraigne But you my Lord were glad to be imploy'd To shew how queint an Orator you are But all the Honor Salisbury hath wonne Is that he was the Lord Embassador Sent from a sort of Tinkers to the King Within An answer from the King or wee will all breake in King Goe Salisbury and tell them all from me I thanke them for their tender louing care And had I not beene cited so by them Yet did I purpose as they doe entreat For sure my thoughts doe hourely prophecie Mischance vnto my State by Suffolkes meanes And therefore by his Maiestie I sweare Whose farre-vnworthie Deputie I am He shall not breathe infection in this ayre But three dayes longer on the paine of death Qu. Oh Henry let me pleade for gentle Suffolke King Vngentle Queene to call him gentle Suffolke No more I sayâ— if thou do'st pleade for him Thou wilt but adde encrease vnto my Wrath. Had I but sayd I would haue kept my Word But when I sweare it is irreuocable If after three dayes space thou here bee'st found On any ground that I am Ruler of The World shall not be Ransome for thy Life Come Warwicke come good Warwicke goe with mee I haue great matters to impart to thee Exit Qu. Mischance and Sorrow goe along with you Hearts Discontent and sowre Affliction Be play-fellowes to keepe you companie There 's two of you the Deuill make a third And three-fold Vengeance tend vpon your steps Suff. Cease gentle Queene these Execrations And let thy Suffolke take his heauie leaue Queen Fye Coward woman and soft harâ—ed wretch Hast thou not spirit to curse thine enemy Suf. A plague vpon them wherefore should I cursse them Would curses kill as doth the Mandrakes grone I would inuent as bitter searching termes As curst as harsh and horrible to heare Deliuer'd strongly through my fixed teeth With full as many fignes of deadly hate As leane-fac'd enuy in her loathsome caue My tongue should stumble in mine earnest words Mine eyes should sparkle like the beaten Flint Mine haire be fixt an end as one distract I euery ioynt should seeme to curse and ban And euen now my burthen'd heart would breake Should I not curse them Poyson be their drinke Gall worse then Gall the daintiest that they taste Their sweetest shade a groue of Cypresse Trees Their cheefest Prospect murd'ring Basiliskes Their softest Touch as smart as Lyzards stings Their Musicke frightfull as the Serpents hisse And boading Screech-Owles make the Consort full All the foule terrors in darke seated hell Q. Enough sweet Suffolke thou torment'st thy selfe And these dread curses like the Sunne ' gainst glasse Or like an ouer-charged Gun recoile And turnes the force of them vpon thy selfe Suf. You bad me ban and will you bid me leaue Now by the ground that I am banish'd from Well could I curse away a Winters night Though standing naked on a Mountaine top Where byting cold would neuer let grasse grow And thinke it but a minute spent in sport Qu. Oh let me intreat thee cease giue me thy hand That I may dew it with my mournfull teaâ—es Nor let the raine of heauen wet this place To wash away my wofull Monuments Oh could this kisse be printed in thy hand That thou might'st thinke vpon these by the Seale Through whom a thousand sighes are breath'd for thee So get thee gone that I may know my greefe 'T is but surmiz'd whiles thou art standing by As one that surfets thinking on a want I will repeale thee or be well assur'd Aduenture to be banished my selfe And banished I am if but from thee Go speake not to me euen now be gone Oh go not yet Euen thus two Friends condemn'd Embrace and kisse and take ten thousand leaues Loather a hundred times to part then dye Yet now farewell and farewell Life with thee Suf. Thus is poore Suffolke ten times banished Once by the King and three times thrice by thee 'T is not the Land I care for wer 't thou thence A Wildernesse is populous enough So Suffolke had thy heauenly company For where thou art there is the World it selfe With euery seuerall pleasure in the World And where thou art not Desolation I can no more Liue thou to ioy thy life My selfe no ioy in nought but that thou liu'st Enter Vaux Queene Whether goes Vaux so fast What newes I prethee Vaux To signifie vnto his Maiesty That Cardinall Beauford is at point of death For sodainly a greeuous sicknesse tooke him That makes him gaspe and stare and catch the aire Blaspheming God and cursing men on earth Sometime he talkes as if Duke Humfries Ghost Were by his side Sometime he calles the King And whispers to his pillow as to him The secrets of his ouer-charged soule And I am sent to tell his Maiestie That euen now he cries alowd for him Qu. Go tell this heauy Message to the King Exit Aye me What is this World What newes are these But wherefore greeue I at an houres poore losse Omitting Suffolkes exile my soules Treasure Why onely Suffolke mourne I not for thee And with the Southerne clouds contend in teares Theirs for the earths encrease mine for my sorrowes Now get thee hence the King thou know'st is comming If thou be found by me thou art but dead Suf. If I depart from thee I cannot liue And in thy sight to dye what were it else But like a pleasant slumber in thy lap Heere could I breath my soule into the ayre As milde and gentle as the Cradle-babe Dying with mothers dugge betweene it's lips Where from thy sight I should be raging mad And cry out for thee to close vp mine eyes To haue thee with thy lippes to stop my mouth So should'st thou eyther turne my flying soule Or I should breathe it so into thy body And then it liu'd in sweete Elizium To dye by thee were but to dye in iest From thee to dye were torture more then death Oh let me stay befall what may befall Queen Away Though parting be a fretfull corosiue Ir is applyed to a deathfull wound To France sweet Suffolke Let me heare from thee For wheresoere thou art in this worlds Globe I le haue an Iris that shall finde thee out Suf. I go Qu. And take my heart with thee Suf. A Iewell lockt into the wofulst Caske That euer did containe a thing of worth Euen as a splitted Barke so sunder we This way fall I to death Qu. This way for me Exeunt Enter the King Salisbury and Warwicke to the Cardinal in bed King How fare's my Lord Speake
Then I le be briefe O happy Dagger 'T is in thy sheath there rust and let me die Kils herselfe Boy This is the place There where the Torch doth burne Watch. The ground is bloody Search about the Churchyard Go some of you who ere you find attach Pittifull sight here lies the Countie slaine And Iulieâ—t bleeding warme and newly dead Who here hath laine these two dayes buried Go tell the Prince runne to the Capulets Raise vp the Mountagues some others search We see the ground whereon these woes do lye But the true ground of all these piteous woes We cannot without circumstance descry Enter Romeo's man Watch. Here 's Romeo'r man We found him in the Churchyard Con. Hold him in safety till the Prince come hither Enter Frier and another Watchman 3. Wat. Here is a Frier that trembles sighes and weepes We tooke this Mattocke and this Spade from him As he was comming from this Church-yard side Con. A great suspition stay the Frier too Enter the Prince Prin. What misaduenture is so earely vp That calls our person from our mornings rest Enter Capulet and his Wife Cap. What should it be that they so shrike abroad Wife O the people in the streete crie Romeo Some Iuliet and some Paris and all runne With open outcry toward out Monument Pri. What feare is this which startles in your eares Wat. Soueraigne here lies the Countie Paris slaine And Romeo dead and Iuliet dead before Warme and new kil'd Prin. Search Seeke and know how this foule murder comes Wat. Here is a Frier and Slaughter'd Romeâ—s man With Instruments ypon them fit to open These dead mens Tombes Cap. O heauen O wife looke how our Daughter bleedes This Dagger hath mistaine for loe his house Is empty on the backe of Mountague And is misheathed in my Daughters bosome Wife O me this sight of death is as a Bell That waâ—nes my old age to a Sepulcher Enter Mountague Pri. Come Mountague for thou art early vp To see thy Sonne and Heire now early downe Moun. Alas my liege my wife is dead to night Griefe of my Sonnes exile hath stopt her breath What further woe conspires against my age Prin. Looke and thou shalt see Moun. O thou vntaught what manners in is this To presse before thy Father to a graue Prin. Seale vp the mouth of outrage for a while Till we can cleare these ambiguities And know their spring their head their true descent And then will I be generall of your woes And lead you euen to death meane time forbeare And let mischance be slaue to patience Bring forth the parties of suspition Fri. I am the greatest able to doe least Yet most suspected as the time and place Doth make against me of this direfull murther And heere I stand both to impeach and purge My selfe condemned and my selfe excus'd Prin. Then say at once what thou dost know in this Fri. I will be briefe for my short date of breath Is not so long as is a tedious tale Romeo there dead was husband to that Iuliet And she there dead that 's Romeos faithfull wife I married them and their stolne marriage day Was Tybalts Doomesday whose vntimely death Banish'd the new-made Bridegroome from this Citie For whom and not for Tybalt Iuliet pinde You to remoue that siege of Greefe from her Betroth'd and would haue married her perforce To Countie Paris Then comes she to me And with wilde lookes bid me deuise some meanes To rid her from this second Marriage Or in my Cell there would she kill her selfe Then gaue I her so Tutor'd by my Art A sleeping Potion which so tooke effect As I intended for it wrought on her The forme of death Meane time I writ to Romeo That he should hither come as this dyre night To helpe to take her from her borrowed graue Being the time the Potions force should cease But he which bore my Letter Frier Iohn Was stay'd by accident and yesternight Return'd my Letter backe Then all alone At the prefixed houre of her waking Came I to take her from her Kindreds vault Meaning to keepe her closely at my Cell Till I conueniently could send to Romeo But when I came some Minute ere the time Of her awaking heere vntimely lay The Noble Paris and true Romeo dead Shee wakes and I intreated her come foorth And beare this worke of Heauen with patience But then a noyse did scarre me from the Tombe And she too desperate would not go with me But as it seemes did violence on her selfe All this I know and to the Marriage her Nurse is priuy And if ought in this miscarried by my fault Let my old life be sacrific'd some houre before the time Vnto the rigour of seuerest Law Prin. We still haue knowne thee for a Holy man Where 's Romeo's man What can he say to this Boy I brought my Master newes of Iuliets death And then in poste he came from Mantua To this same place to this same Monument This Letter he early bid me giue his Father And threatned me with death going in the Vault If I departed not and left him there Prin. Giue me the Letter I will look on it Where is the Counties Page that rais'd the Watch Sirra what made your Master in this place Page He came with flowres to strew his Ladies graue And bid me stand aloofe and so I did Anon comes one with light to ope the Tombe And by and by my Maister drew on him And then I ran away to call the Watch. Prin. This Letter doth make good the Friers words Their course of Loue the tydings of her death And heere he writes that he did buy a poyson Of a poore Pothecarie and therewithall Came to this Vault to dye and lye with Iuliet Where be these Enemies Capulet Mountague See what a scourge is laide vpon your hate That Heauen finds meanes to kill your ioyes with Loue And I for winking at your discords too Haue lost a brace of Kinsmen All are punish'd Cap. O Brother Mountague giue me thy hand This is my Daughters ioynture for no more Can I demand Moun. But I can giue thee more For I will raise her Statue in pure Gold That whiles Verona by that name is knowne There shall no figure at that Rate be set As that of True and Faithfull Iuliet Cap. As rich shall Romeo by his Lady ly Poore sacrifices of our enmity Prin. A glooming peace this morning with it brings The Sunne for sorrow will not shew his head Go hence to haue more talke of these sad things Some shall be pardon'd and some punished For neuer was a Storie of more Wo Then this of Iuliet and her Romeo Exeunt omnes FINIS THE LIFE OF TYMON OF ATHENS Actus Primus Scoena Prima Enter Poet Painter Ieweller Merchant and Mercer at seuerall doores Poet. GOod day Sir Pain I am glad y' are well Poet. I haue not seene you long how goes the World Pain It weares sir as
being yours and so great Powres If you will take this Audit take this life And cancell these cold Bonds Oh Imogen I le speake to thee in silence Solemne Musicke Enter as in an Apparation Sicillius Leonatus Father to Posthumus an old man attyred like a warriour leading in his hand an ancient Matron his wife Mother to Posthumus with Musicke before them Then after other Musicke followes the two young Leonati Brothers to Posthumus with wounds as they died in the warrs They circle Posthumus round as he lies sleeping Sicil. No more thou Thunder-Master shew thy spight on Mortall Flies With Mars fall out with Iuno chide that thy Adulteries Rates and Reuenges Hath my poore Boy done ought but well whose face I neuer saw I dy'de whil'st in the Wombe he staide attending Natures Law Whos 's Father then as men report thou Orphanes Father art Thou should'st haue bin and sheelded him from this earth-vexing smart Moth. Lucina lent not me her ayde but tooke me in my Throwes That from me was Posthumus ript came crying ' mong'st his Foes A thing of pitty Sicil. Great Nature like his Ancestrie moulded the stuffe so faire That hed seru'd the praise o' th' World as great Sicilius heyre 1. Bro. When once he was mature for man in Britaine where was hee That could stand vp his paralell Or fruitfull obiect bee In eye of Imogen that bâ—st could deeme his dignitie Mo. With Marriage wherefore was he mockt to be exil'd and throwne From Leonati Seate and cast from her his deerest one Sweete Imogen Sic. Why did you suffer Iachimo slight thing of Italy To taint his Nobler hart braine with needlesse ielousy And to become the geeke and scorne o' th' others vilany 2 Bro. For this from stiller Seats we came our Parents and vs twaine That striking in our Countries cause fell brauely and were slaine Our Fealty Tenantius right with Honor to maintaine 1 Bro. Like hardiment Posthumus hath to Cymbeline perform'd Then Iupiter y u King of Gods why hast y u thus adiourn'd The Graces for his Merits due being all to dolors turn'd Sicil. Thy Christall window ope looke looke out no longer exercise Vpon a valiant Race thy harsh and potent iniuries Moth. Since Iupiter our Son is good take off his miseries Sicil. Peepe through thy Marble Mansion helpe or we poore Ghosts will cry To ' th' shining Synod of the rest against thy Deity Brothers Helpe Iupiter or we appeale and from thy iustice flye Iupiter descends in Thunder and Lightning sitting vppon an Eagle hee throwes a Thunder-bolt The Ghostes fall on their knees Iupiter No more you petty Spirits of Region low Offend our hearing hush How dare you Ghostes Accuse the Thunderer whose Bolt you know Sky-planted batters all rebelling Coasts Poore shadowes of Elizium hence and rest Vpon your neuer-withering bankes of Flowres Be not with mortall accidents opprest No care of yours it is you know 't is ours Whom best I loue I crosse to make my guift The more delay'd delighted Be content Your low-laide Sonne our Godhead will vplift His Comforts thriue his Trials well are spent Our Iouiall Starre reign'd at his Birth and in Our Temple was he married Rise and fade He shall be Lord of Lady Imogen And happier much by his Affliction made This Tablet lay vpon his Brest wherein Our pleasure his full Fortune doth confine And so away no farther with your dinne Expresse Impatience least you stirre vp mine Mount Eagle to my Palace Christalline Ascends Sicil. He came in Thunder his Celestiall breath Was sulphurous to smell the holy Eagle Stoop'd as to foote vs his Ascension is More sweet then our blest Fields his Royall Bird Prunes the immortall wing and cloyes his Beake As when his God is pleas'd All. Thankes Iupiter Sic. The Marble Pauement clozes he is enter'd His radiant Roofe Away and to be blest Let vs with care performe his great behest Vanish Post Sleepe thou hast bin a Grandsire and begot A Father to me and thou hâ—st created A Mother and two Brothers But oh scorne Gone they went hence so soone as they were borne And so I am awake Poore Wretches that depend On Greatnesse Fauour Dreame as I haue done Wake and finde nothing But alas I swerue Many Dreame not to finde neither deserue And yet are steep'd in Fauours so am I That haue this Golden chance and know not why What Fayeries haunt this ground A Book Oh rare one Be not as is our fangled world a Garment Nobler then that it couers Let thy effects So follow to be most vnlike our Courtiers As good as promise Reades WHen as a Lyons whelpe shall to himselfe vnknown without seeking finde and bee embrac'd by a peece of tender Ayre And when from a stately Cedar shall be lopt branches which being dead many yeares shall after reuiue bee ioynted to the old Stocke and freshly grow then shall Posthumus end his miseries Britaine be fortunate and flourish in Peace and Plentie 'T is still a Dreame or else such stuffe as Madmen Tongue and braine not either both or nothing Or senselesse speaking or a speaking such As sense cannot vntye Be what it is The Action of my life is like it which I le keepe If but for simpathy Enter Gaoler Gao Come Sir are you ready for death Post Ouer-roasted rather ready long ago Gao Hanging is the word Sir if you bee readie for that you are well Cook'd Post So if I proue a good repast to the Spectators the dish payes the shot Gao A heauy reckoning for you Sir But the comfort is you shall be called to no more payments fear no more Tauerne Bils which are often the sadnesse of parting as the procuring of mirth you come in faint for want of meate depart reeling with too much drinke sorrie that you haue payed too much and sorry that you are payed too much Purse and Braine both empty the Brain the heauier for being too light the Purse too light being drawne of heauinesse Oh of this contradiction you shall now be quit Oh the charity of a penny Cord it summes vp thousands in a trice you haue no true Debitor and Creditor but it of what 's past is and to come the discharge your necke Sis is Pen Booke and Counters so the Acquittance followes Post I am merrier to dye then thou art to liue Gao Indeed Sir he that sleepes feeles not the Tooth-Ache but a man that were to sleepe your sleepe and a Hangman to helpe him to bed I think he would change places with his Officer for look you Sir you know not which way you shall go Post Yes indeed do I fellow Gao Your death has eyes in 's head then I haue not seene him so pictur'd you must either bee directed by some that take vpon them to know or to take vpon your selfe that which I am sure you do not know â—or iump the after-enquiry on your owne perill and how you shall speed in your iournies end
Falstaffe he had him from me Christian and see if the fat villain haue not transform'd him Ape Enter Bardolfe Bar. Saue your Grace Prin. And yours most Noble Bardolfe Poin. Come you pernitious Asse you bashfull Foole must you be blushing Wherefore blush you now what a Maidenly man at Armes are you become Is it such a matter to get a Pottle-pots Maiden-head Page He call'd me euen now my Lord through a red Lattice and I could discerne no part of his face from the window at last I spy'd his eyes and me thought he had made two holes in the Ale-wiues new Petticoat peeped through Prin. Hath not the boy profited Bar. Away you horson vpright Rabbet away Page Away you rascally Altheas dreame away Prin. Instruct vs Boy what dreame Boy Page Marry my Lord Althea dream'd she was deliuer'd of a Firebrand and therefore I call him hir dream Prince A Crownes-worth of good Interpretation There it is Boy Poin. O that this good Blossome could bee kept from Cankers Well there is six pence to preserue thee Bard. If you do not make him be hang'd among you the gallowes shall be wrong'd Prince And how doth thy Master Bardolph Bar. Well my good Lord he heard of your Graces comming to Towne There 's a Letter for you Poin. Deliuer'd with good respect And how doth the Martlemas your Master Bard. In bodily health Sir Poin. Marry the immortall part needes a Physitian but that moues not him though that bee sicke it dyes not Prince I do allow this Wen to bee as familiar with me as my dogge and he holds his place for looke you he writes Poin. Letter Iohn Falstaffe Knight Euery man must know that as oft as hee hath occasion to name himselfe Euen like those that are kinne to the King for they neuer pricke their finger but they say there is som of the kings blood spilt How comes that sayes he that takes vpon him not to conceiue the answer is as ready as a borrowed cap I am the Kings poore Cosin Sir Prince Nay they will be kin to vs but they wil fetch it from Iaphet But to the Letter Sir Iohn Falstaffe Knight to the Sonne of the King neerest his Father Harrie Prince of Wales greeting Poin. Why this is a Certificate Prin. Peace I will imitate the honourable Romaines in breuitie Poin. Sure he meanes breuity in breath short-winded I commend me to thee I commend thee and I leaue thee Bee not too familiar with Pointz for hee misuses thy Fauours so much that he sweares thou art to marrie his Sister Nell Repent at idle times as thou mayst and so farewell Thine by yea and no which is as much as to say as thou vsest him Iacke Falstaffe with my Familiars Iohn with my Brothers and Sister Sir Iohn with all Europe My Lord I will steepe this Letter in Sack and make him eate it Prin. That 's to make him eate twenty of his Words But do you vse me thus Ned Must I marry your Sister Poin. May the Wench haue no worse Fortune But I neuer said so Prin. Well thus we play the Fooles with the time the spirits of the wise sit in the clouds and mocke vs Is your Master heere in London Bard. Yes my Lord. Prin. Where suppes he Doth the old Bore feede in the old Franke Bard. At the old place my Lord in East-cheape Prin. What Company Page Ephesians my Lord of the old Church Prin. Sup any women with him Page None my Lord but old Mistris Quickly and M. Doll Teare-sheet Prin. What Pagan may that be Page A proper Gentlewoman Sir and a Kinswoman of my Masters Prin. Euen such Kin as the Parish Heyfors are to the Towne-Bull Shall we steale vpon them Ned at Supper Poin. I am your shadow my Lord I le follow you Prin. Sirrah you boy and Bardolph no word to your Master that I am yet in Towne There 's for your silence Bar. I haue no tongue sir Page And for mine Sir I will gouerne it Prin. Fare ye well go This Doll Teare-sheet should be some Rode Poin. I warrant you as common as the way betweene S. Albans and London Prin. How might we see Falstaffe bestow himselfe to night in his true colours and not our selues be seene Poin Put on two Leather Ierkins and Aprons and waite vpon him at his Table like Drawers Prin. From a God to a Bull A heauie declension It was Ioues case From a Prince to a Prentice a low transformation that shall be mine for in euery thing the purpose must weigh with the folly Follow me Ned. Exeunt Scena Tertia Enter Northumberland his Ladie and Harrie Percies Ladie North. I prethee louing Wife and gentle Daughter Giue an euen way vnto my rough Affaires Put not you on the visage of the Times And be like them to Percie troublesome Wife I haue giuen ouer I will speak no more Do what you will your Wisedome be your guide North. Alas sweet Wife my Honor is at pawne And but my going nothing can redeeme it La. Oh yet for heauens sake go not to these Warrs The Time was Father when you broke your word When you were more endeer'd to it then now When your owne Percy when my heart-deere Harry Threw many a Northward looke to see his Father Bring vp his Powres but he did long in vaine Who then perswaded you to stay at home There were two Honors lost Yours and your Sonnes For Yours may heauenly glory brighten it For His it stucke vpon him as the Sunne In the gray vault of Heauen and by his Light Did all the Cheualrie of England moue To do braue Acts. He was indeed the Glasse Wherein the Noble-Youth did dresse themselues He had no Legges that practic'd not his Gate And speaking thicke which Nature made his blemish Became the Accents of the Valiant For those that could speake low and tardily Would turne their owne Perfection to Abuse To seeme like him So that in Speech in Gate In Diet in Affections of delight In Militarie Rules Humors of Blood He was the Marke and Glasse Coppy and Booke That fashion'd others And him O wondrous him O Miracle of Men Him did you leaue Second to none vn-seconded by you To looke vpon the hideous God of Warre In dis-aduantage to abide a field Where nothing but the sound of Hotspurs Name Did seeme defensible so you left him Neuer O neuer doe his Ghost the wrong To hold your Honor more precise and nice With others then with him Let them alone The Marshall and the Arch-bishop are strong Had my sweet Harry had but halfe their Numbers To day might I hanging on Hotspurs Necke Haue talk'd of Monmouth's Graue North. Beshrew your heart Faire Daughter you doe draw my Spirits from me With new lamenting ancient Ouer-sights But I must goe and meet with Danger there Or it will seeke me in another place And finde me worse prouided Wife O flye to Scotland Till that the Nobles and the armed
Commons Haue of their Puissance made a little taste Lady If they get ground and vantage of the King Then ioyne you with them like a Ribbe of Steele To make Strength stronger But for all our loues First let them trye themselues So did your Sonne He was so suffer'd so came I a Widow And neuer shall haue length of Life enough To raine vpon Remembrance with mine Eyes That it may grow and sprowt as high as Heauen For Recordation to my Noble Husband North. Come come go in with me 't is with my Minde As with the Tyde swell'd vp vnto his height That makes a still-stand running neyther way Faine would I goe to meet the Arch-bishop But many thousand Reasons hold me backe I will resolue for Scotland there am I Till Time and Vantage craue my company Exeunt Scaena Quarta Enter two Drawers 1. Drawer What hast thou brought there Apple-Iohns Thou know'st Sir Iohn cannot endure an Apple-Iohn 2. Draw Thou say'st true the Prince once set a Dish of Apple-Iohns before him and told him there were fiue more Sir Iohns and putting off his Hat said I will now take my leaue of these sixe drie round old-wither'd Knights It anger'd him to the heart but hee hath forgot that 1. Draw Why then couer and set them downe and see if thou canst finde out Sneakes Noyse Mistris Teare-sheet would faine haue some Musique 2. Draw Sirrha heere will be the Prince and Master Points anon and they will put on two of our Ierkins and Aprons and Sir Iohn must not know of it Bardolph hath brought word 1. Draw Then here will be old Vtis it will be an excellent stratagem 2. Draw I le see if I can finde out Sneake Exit Enter Hostesse and Dol. Host Sweet-heart me thinkes now you are in an excellent good temperalitie your Pulsidge beates as extraordinarily as heart would desire and your Colour I warrant you is as red as any Rose But you haue drunke too much Canaries and that 's a maruellous searching Wine and it perfumes the blood ere wee can say what 's this How doe you now Dol. Better then I was Hem. Host Why that was well said A good heart's worth Gold Looke here comes Sir Iohn Enter Falstaffe Falst When Arthur first in Court emptie the Iordan and was a worthy King How now Mistris Dol Host. Sick of a Calme yea good-sooth Falst. So is all her Sect if they be once in a Calme they are sick Dol. You muddie Rascall is that all the comfort you giue me Falst You make fat Rascalls Mistris Dol. Dol. I make them Gluttonie and Diseases make them I make them not Falst If the Cooke make the Gluttonie you helpe to make the Diseases Dol we catch of you Dol we catch of you Grant that my poore Vertue grant that Dol. I marry our Chaynes and our Iewels Falst Your Brooches Pearles and Owches For to serue brauely is to come halting off you know to come off the Breach with his Pike bent brauely and to Surgerie brauely to venture vpon the charg'd-Chambers brauely Host Why this is the olde fashion you two neuer meete but you fall to some discord you are both in good troth as Rheumatike as two drie Tostes you cannot one beare with anothers Confirmities What the good-yere One must beare and that must bee you you are the weaker Vessell as they say the emptier Vessell Dol. Can a weake emptie Vessell beare such a huge full Hogs-head There 's a whole Marchants Venture of Burdeux-Stuffe in him you haue not seene a Hulke better stufft in the Hold. Come I le be friends with thee Iacke Thou art going to the Warres and whether I shall euer see thee againe or no there is no body cares Enter Drawer Drawer Sir Ancient Pistoll is below and would speake with you Dol. Hang him swaggering Rascall let him not come hither it is the foule-mouth'dst Rogue in England Host If hee swagger let him not come here I must liue amongst my Neighbors I le no Swaggerers I am in good name and fame with the very best shut the doore there comes no Swaggerers heere I haue not liu'd all this while to haue swaggering now shut the doore I pray you Falst. Do'st thou heare Hostesse Host 'Pray you pacifie your selfe Sir Iohn there comes no Swaggerers heere Falst. Do'st thou heare it is mine Ancient Host. Tilly-fally Sir Iohn neuer tell me your ancient Swaggerer comes not in my doores I was before Master Tisick the Deputie the other day and as hee said to me it was no longer agoe then Wednesday last Neighbour Quickly sayes hee Master Dombe our Minister was by then Neighbour Quickly sayes hee receiue those that are Ciuill for sayth hee you are in an ill Name now hee said so I can tell whereupon for sayes hee you are an honest Woman and well thought on therefore take heede what Guests you receiue Receiue sayes hee no swaggering Companions There comes none heere You would blesse you to heare what hee said No I le no Swaggerers Falst Hee 's no Swaggerer Hostesse a tame Cheater hee you may stroake him as gently as a Puppie Greyhound hee will not swagger with a Barbarie Henne if her feathers turne backe in any shew of resistance Call him vp Drawer Host Cheater call you him I will barre no honest man my house nor no Cheater but I doe not loue swaggering I am the worse when one sayes swagger Feele Masters how I shake looke you I warrant you Dol. So you doe Hostesse Host Doe I yea in very truth doe I if it were an Aspen Leafe I cannot abide Swaggerers Enter Pistol and Bardolph and his Boy Pist ' Saue you Sir Iohn Falst Welcome Ancient Pistol Here Pistol I charge you with a Cup of Sacke doe you discharge vpon mine Hostesse Pist I will discharge vpon her Sir Iohn with two Bullets Falst She is Pistoll-proofe Sir you shall hardly offend her Host Come I le drinke no Proofes nor no Bullets I will drinke no more then will doe me good for no mans pleasure I. Pist Then to you Mistris Dorothie I will charge you Dol. Charge me I scorne you scuruie Companion what you poore base rascally cheating lacke-Linnen-Mate away you mouldie Rogue away I am meat for your Master Pist I know you Mistris Dorothie Dol. Away you Cut-purse Rascall you filthy Bung away By this Wine I le thrust my Knife in your mouldie Chappes if you play the sawcie Cuttle with me Away you Bottle-Ale Rascall you Basket-hilt stale Iugler you Since when I pray you Sir what with two Points on your shoulder much Pist I will murther your Ruffe for this Host No good Captaine Pistol not heere sweete Captaine Dol. Captaine thou abhominable damn'd Cheater art thou not asham'd to be call'd Captaine If Captaines were of my minde they would trunchion you out for taking their Names vpon you before you haue earn'd them You a Captaine you slaue for what for tearing a poore Whores Ruffe in a Bawdy-house Hee a