Ot. I begin to melt I know not how Rol. Mother I 'le leave you And sir be thankfull for the time you live Till wee meeet next which shall bee soon and sudden To her perswasion for you Soph. O yet stay And rather than part thus vouchsafe mee hearing As enemies how is my soule divided My love to both is equall as my wishes But are return'd by neither my griev'd heart Hold yer a little longer and then break I kneele to both and will speak so but this Takes from mee th' authority of a mothers power And therefore like my selfe Otto to thee And yet observe son how thy mothers teares Outstrip her forward words to make way for 'em Thou art the yonger Otto yet be now The first example of obedience to mee And grow the elder in my love Ot. The meanes to be so happy Soph. This yeeld up thy sword And let thy piety give thy mother strength To take that from thee which no enemies force Could e're dispoyle thee of why do'st thou tremble And with a fearefull eye fixt on thy brother Observ'st his ready sword as bent against thee I am thy armour and will be pierc'd through Ten thousand times before I will give way To any perill may arrive at thee And therefore feare not Ot. 'T is not for my selfe But for you mother you are now ingag'd In more that lies in your unquestion'd vertue For since you have disarm'd me of defence Should I fall now though by his hand the world May say it was your practise Soph. All worlds perish Before my piety turne treasons parent Take it againe and stand upon your guard And while your brother is continue arm'd And yet this feare is needlesse for I know My Rollo though hee dares as much as man So tender of his yet untainted valour So noble that he dares doe nothing basely You doubt him he feares you I doubt and feare Both for others safety and not mine owne Know yet my sons when of necessity You must deceive or be deceiv'd 't is better To suffer treason than to act the traytor And in a war like this in which the glory Is his that 's overcome consider then What 't is for which you strive is it the dukedome Or the command of these so ready subjects Desire of wealth or whatsoever else Fires your ambition This still desp'rate madnesse To kill the people which you would be lords of With fire and sword to lay that countrey waste Whose rule you seeke for to consume the treasures Which are the sinewes of your government In cherishing the factions that destroy it Far far be this from you make it not questiond Whether you have intrest in that dukedome Whose ruine both contend for Ot. I desire but to enjoy my owne which I will keep Rol. And rather than posterity shall have cause To say I ruin'd all devide the dukedome I will accept the moytie Ot. I embrace it Soph. Devide mee first or teare mee limbe by limbe And let them finde as many severall graves As there are villages in Normandy And 't is lesse sinne than thus to weaken it To heare it mentiond doth already make mee Envie my dead lord and almost blaspheme Those powers that heard my prayer for fruitfullnesse And did not with my first birth close my wombe To mee alone my second blessing proves My first of misery for if that heaven Which gave mee Rollo there had stayd his bounty And Otto my deare Otto ne're had been Or being had not been so worth my love The streame of my affection had runne constant Iu one faire current all my hopes had been Layd up in one and fruitfull Normandy In this division had not lost her gloryes For as t is now t is a faire diamond Which being preserv'd intire exceeds all value But cut in peeces though these peeces are Set in fine gold by the best work-mans cunning Parts with all estimation So this Dukedome As 't is yet whole the neighbouring Kings may covet But cannot compasse which divided will Become the spoile of every barbarous foe That will invade it Gis. How this works in both Bal. Prince Rollos eyes have lost their fire Gis. And anger that but now wholly possessed Good Otto hath given place to pitie Aub. End not thus Madam but perfect what 's so well begun Soph. I see in both faire signes of reconcilement Make â—hem sure proofes they are so the Fates offer To your free choyce either to live Examples Of pietie or wickednesse if the later Blinds so your understanding that you cannot Pierce through her painted out-side and discover That she is all deformity within Boldly transcend all presidents of mischiefe And let the last and the worst end of tyrannies The murther of a mother but begin The staine of blood you after are to heighten But if that vertue and her sure rewards Can win you to accept her for your guide To lead you up to heaven and there fix you The fairest Starres in the bright Spheare of Honour Make me the parent of an hundred sonnes All brought into the world with joy not sorrow And every one a father to his countrey In being now made mother of your concord Rol. Such and so good loud fame for ever speake you Bal. I now they meet like Brothers The Brothers cast away their swords and embrace Gis. My hearts joy flows through my eyes Aub. May never womans tongue Hereafter be accus'd for this ones Goodnesse Ot. If we contend from this houre it shall be How to orecome in brotherly affection Rol. Otto is Rollo now and Rollo Otto Or as they have one mind rather one name From this attonement let our lives begin Be all the rest forgotten Aub. Spoke like Rollo Soph. And to the honour of this reconcilement Wee all this night will at a publick Feast With choice wines drowne our late feares and with musick Welcome our comforts Bald. Sure and certaine ones Exeunt Manent Grandpree Verdon Trevile and Duprete Gran. Did ever such a hopefull businesse end tâ—us Ver. T is fatall to us all and yet you Grandpree Have the least cause to feare Gran. Why what 's my hope Ver. The certainty that you have to be hang'dâ— You know the Chancellours promise Gran. Plague upon you Ver. What think you of a Bath and a Lords daughter To entertaine you Gran. Those desires are off Frayle thoughts all friends no Rollians now nor Ottoesâ— The sev'rall courtâ—sies of our swords and servants Deferre to after consequence let 's make use Of this nights freedome a short Parlament to us In which it will be lawfull to walk freely Nay to our drink we shall have meat too that 's No usuall businesse to the men o'th'sword Drink deep with me to night we shall to morrow Or whip or hang the merryer Tre. Lead the way then Exeunt Act II. Scene I. Enter Laâ—orch and Rollo VVHy should this trouble you Rol. It does and must doe till I find
ever Latorche me thought was buâ—ie That fellow if not lookt to narrowly will doe a suddaine mischiefe Aub. Hell looke to him For if there may be a devill above all yet that rogue will make him keepe you up this night And so will I for much I feare a danger Bald. I will and in my watches use my prayers Exeunt Act. 3. Scaene I. Enter Sophia Otto Matillda Edith Ot. You wonder Madam that for all the shewes My brother Rollo makes of hearty love And free possession of the Dukedome twixt us I notwithstanding should stand still suspiscious As if beneath those veyles he did convey Intents and practises of hate and treason Sop. It breeds indeed my wonder Ot. Which makes mine Since it is so safe and broad a beaten way Beneath the name of friendship to betray Sop. Though in remote and further of affections These falsehoods are so common yet in him They cannot so force nature Ot. The more neere The bands of truth bind the more oft they sever Beâ—ng better cloakes to cover falshood over Sop. It cannot be that fruites the tree so blasting Can grow in nature take heede gentle sonne Least some subbornd suggester of these treasons Beleiv'd in him by you provok'd the rather His tender envies to such foule atempts Or that your too much love to rule alone Breed not in him this Iealous pasâ—ion Thâ—re is not any ill we might not beare Were not our good held at a price too deare Ot. So apt is treachery to be excused That innocence is still aloud abused The fate of vertue even her friends perverts To plead for vice oft times against their hearts Heavens blessing is her curse which she must beare That she may never love Sop. Alas my sonne nor fate nor heaven it selfe Can or would wrest my whole care of your good To any least securenesse in your ill What I urge issues from my curious feare Least you should make your meanes to scape your snare Doubt of sincerenesse is the onely meane Not to insence it but corrupt it cleane Ot. I rest as farre from wrong of sincerenesse As he flyes from the practice trust me Madam I know by their confessions he subborn'd What I should eate drinke touch or onely have scented This evening feast was poysoned but I feare This open violence more that treacherous oddes Which he in his insaâ—iate thirst of rule Is like to excute Sop. Beleeve it Sonneâ— If still his stomacke be so foule to feede On such grosse objects and that thirst to rule The state alone be yet unquench'd in him Poysons and such close treasons aske more time Than can suffice his fiery spirits hast And were there in him such desire to hide So false a practise there would likewise rest Conscience and feare in him'of open force And therefore close nor open you need feare Mat. Good Madam stand not so inclin'd to trust What proves his tendrest thoughts to doubt it just Who knowes not the unbounded flood and sea In which my brother Rolloes appetites Alter and rage with every puffe and breath His swelling blood exhales and therefore heare What gives my temperate broâ—her cause to use His readiest circumspection and consult For remedy against all his wicked purposes If he arme arme if he strew mines of treason Meete him with countermines it is justice stâ—ll For goodnesse sake t' encounter ill with ill Sop. Avert from us such jnstice equall heaven And all such cause of justice Ot. Past all doubt For all the sacred priviledge of night This is no time for us to sleepe or rest in Who knowes not all things holy are prevented With ends of all impietie all but Lust gaine ambition Enter Rollo armed and Latorche Rol. Perish all the world Ere I but loose one foote of possible Empire Be slights and colour us'd by slaves and wretches I am exempt by birth from both these curbes And since above them in all justice since I sit above in power where power is given Is all the right suppos'd of earth and heaven Lat. Prove both sir see the traytor Ot. He comes armed see Mother now your câ—nfidence Sop. What rage affects this monster Roll. Give me way or perish Sop. Make thy way viper if thou thus affect it Ot. This is a treason like thee Roll. Let her goe Sop. Embrace me weare me as thy shield my sonne And through my breast let his rude weapon runne To thy lives innoscence Ot. Play not two parts Treacher and coward both but yeeld a sword And let thy arming thee be oddes enough Against my naked bosome Roll. Loose his hold Mat. Forbeare base murtherer Roll. Forsake our mother Sop. Mother dost thou name me and put'st off nature thus Roll. Forsake her traytour Or by the spouse of nature through hers This leads unto thy heart Ot. Hold. Sop. Hold me still Ot. For twenty hearts and lives I will not hazard One drop of blood in yours Sop. Oh thou art lost then Ot. Protect my innocence heaven Sop. Call out murther Mat. Be murthered all but save him Ed. Murther murtherâ— Roll. Cannot I reach you yet Ot. No fiend Roll. Latorche rescue I 'me downe Lat. Vp then your sword cooles sir Ply it i' th' flame and worke your ends out Roll. Ha have at you there sir. Enter Aubrey Aub. Author of prodigies what sightes are these Ot. Oh give me a weapon Aubrey Sop. Oh part 'em part 'em Aub. For heavens sake no more Ot. No more resist his fury no rage can Adde to his mischiefe done Dyes Sop. Take spirit my Otto Heaven will not see thee dye thus Mat. He is dead and nothing lives but death of every goodnesse Sop. Oh he hath slaine his brother curse him heaven Roll. Curse and be cursed it is the fruite of cursingâ— Latorche take off here bring too of that blood To colour ore my shirt then rayse the Court And give it out how he atempted us In our bed naked shall the name of brother Forbid us to inlarge our state and powers Or place affects of blood above our reason That tells us all things good against another Are good in the same line against a brother Exit Enter Gisbert Balldwin Gis. What affaires informe these out-cries Aub. See and grieve Giâ— Prince Otto slaine I Ball. Oh execrable slaughter I What hand hath author'd it Aub. Your Schollers Baldwin Bald. Vnjustly urg'd Lord Aubrey as if I For being his Schoolemaster must owne this doctrine You are his Counsellours did you advise him To this foule parracide Gis. If rule affect this licence who would live To worse than dye in force of his obedience Bald. Heavens cold and lingring spirit to punish sinne And humane blood so fiery to commit it One so outgoes the other it will never Be turn'd to fit obedience Aub. Burst it then With his full swing given where it brookes no bound Complaints of it are vaine and all that rests To be our refuge since our powers are strengthlesse Is to
his Prince in things indifferent To use the austerenesse of a Censuring Cato Is arrogance not freedome Rol. I commend This temper in you and will cherish it Ent. Hamond with leters They come from Rome Latorch imployed you Ham. True Sir Rol. I must not now be troubled with a thought Of any new designe good Aubrey reade 'em And as they shall direct you use my power Or to reply or execute Aub. I will sir. Rol. And Captaine bring a squadron of our guard To th' house that late was Baldwins and there wait me Ham. I shall Rol. Some two houres hence Ham. With my best care Rol. Inspire me Love and be thy diety Or scorn'd or fear'd as now thou favourâ—st me Exit Rollo Ham. My stay to do my duty may be wrongs Your Lordships privacy Aub. Captaine your love Is ever welcome I intreat your patience While I peruse these Ham. I attend your pleasure Aub. How 's this a plot on me Ham. What is contain'd In th'letters that I brought that thus transports him Aub. To be wrought on by Rogues and have my head Brought to the axe by knaves that cheate for bread The Creatures of a parasite a slave I finde you heare Latorch not wonder at it But that this honest Captaine should be made His instrument afflicts me I 'le make triall Whether his will or weaknesse made him doe it Captaine you saw the Duke when he commanded I should do what these letters did direct me And I presume you thinke I 'le not neglect For feare or favour to remove all dangers How neere soever that man can be to me From whom they should have birth Ham. It is confirm'd Aub. Nor would you Captaine I believe refuse Or for respect of thankefulnesse or hopes To use your sword with fullest confidence Where he shall bid you strike Ham. I never have done Aub. Nor will I thinke Ham. I hope it is not question'd Aub. The means to have it so is now propos'd youâ— Draw so 't is well and next cut off my head Ham. What meanes your Lordship Aub. 'T is sir the Dukes pleasure My innocence hath made me dangerous And I must be remov'd and you the man Must act his will Ham. I 'le be a traytor first before I serve it thus Aub. It must be done And that you may not doubt it there 's your warranâ— But as you read remember Hamond that I never wrong'd one of your brave profession And though it bee not manly I must grieve That man of whose love I was most ambitious Could find no object of his hate but me Ham. It is no time to talke now honor'd Sir Be pleas'd to heare thy servant I am wrong'd And cannot being now to serve the Duke Stay to expresse the manner how but if I doe not suddenly give you strong proofes Your life is dearer to me than my owne May I live base and dye so Sir your pardon Exit Hamond Aub. I am both waies ruin'd both waies mark't for slaughter On every side about behinde before me My certaine fate is fix't were I a knave now I could avoid this had my actions But meere relations to their owne ends I could sâ—ape now Oh honesty thou elder child of vertue Thou seed of heaven why to acquire thy goodnesse Should malice and distrust sticke thornes before us And make us swim unto thee hung with hazards But heaven is got by suffering not disputingâ— Say he knew this before hand where am I then Or say he do's not know it where 's my Loyalty I know his nature troubled as the Sea And as the Sea devouring when he 's vex'd And I know Princes are their own expounders Am I afraid of death of dying nobly Of dâ—ing in mine innocence uprightly Have I met death in all his formes and feares Now on the points of swords now pitch'd on lances In fires and stormes of arrows battels breaches And shall I now shrink froÌ„ him when he courts me Smiling and full of Sanctity I 'le meet him My loyall hand and heart shall give this to him And though it beare beyond what Poets feigne A punishment duery shall meet that paine And my most constant heart to do him good Shall check at neither pale affright nor bloud Enter Messenger Messen. The Dutchesse presently would crave your presence Aubrey I come and Aubrey now resolve to keep Thy honor living though thy body sleep Exit ACT. V. SCAE. II. Enter Edith a Boy and a Banquet set out Edith Now for a Fathers murther and thy ruine All chastity shall suffer if he raigne Thou blessed soule look down and steele thy daughter Look on the sacrifice she comes to send thee And through the bloudy cloud behold my piety Take from my cold heart feare from my sex pitty And as I wipe theses teares off shed for thee So all remembrance may I loose of mercy Give me a womans anger bent to bloud The wildnesse of the winds to drown his prayers Storme like may my destruction fall upon him My rage like roving billowes as they rise Powr'd on his soule to sinke it give me flattery For yet my constant soule neer knew dissembling Flattery the food oâ—â—ooles that I may rocke him And lull him in the Downe of his desires That in the height of all his hopes and wishes His heaven forgot and all his lusts upon him My hand like thunder from a could may seize him I heare him come go boy and entertaine him Enter Rollo Song Take Oh take those lips away that so swetly were forsworne And those eyes like breake of day lights that doe misleade the Morne But my kisses being againe Seales of love though seal'd in vaine Hide Oh hide those hils of Snow which thy frozen blossome beares On whose tops the Pincks that grow are of those that April weares But first set my poore heart free bound in those Ioy chaines by thee Rol. What bright star taking beauties forme upon her In all the happy lustre of heavens glory Ha's drop'd downe from the Skye to comfort me Wonder of Nature let it not prophane thee My rude hand touch thy beauty nor this kisse The gentle sacrifice of love and service Be offer'd to the honor of thy sweetnesse Edith My gracious Lord no diety dwells here Nor nothing of that vertue but obedience The servant to your will affects no flattery Rollo Can it be flattery to sweare those eyes Are loves eternall lamps he fires all hearts with That tongue the smart string to his bow those sighes The deadly shafts he sends into our soules Oh looke upon me with thy spring of beauty Ed. Your grace is full of game Rollo By heaven my Edith Thy mother fed on Roses when she bred thee Ed. And thine on brambles that have prick'd her heart out Rollo The sweetnesse of the Arabian winde still blowing Upon the treasures of perfumes and spices In all their pride and pleasures call thee Mistris Ed. Wil 't please you sit sir Rol.
So you please sit by me Faire gentle maid there is no speaking to thee The excellency that appeares upon thee Tyes up my tongue pray speake to me Ed. Of what sir Rol. Of any thing any thing is excellentâ— Will you take my directions speake of love then Speake of thy faire selfe Edith and while thou speak'st Let me thus languishing give up my selfe wenâ—h Ed. H 'as a strange cunning tongue why doe you sigh sir How masterly he turnes himselfe to catch me Rol. The way to Paradise my gentle maide Is hard and crooked scarce Repentance finding With all her holy helpes the dore to enter Give me thy hand what dost thou feele Ed. Your teares sir. You weepe extreamly strengthen me now justice Why are these sorrowes sir Rol. Thou't never love me If I should tell thee yet there 's no way left Ever to purchase this blest Paradise But swimming thither in these teares Ed. I stagger Rol. Are they not drops of blood Ed. No. Rol. Th' are for blood then For guiltlesse blood and they must drop my Edith They must thus drop â—ll I have drown'd my mischiefes Ed. If this be true I have no strength to touch him Rol. I prethee looke upon me turne not from me Alas I doe confesse I 'me made of mischiefe Begot with all mans miseries upon me But see my sorrowes made and doe not thou Whose only sweetest sacrifice is softnesse Whose true condition tendernesse of nature Ed. My anger melts Oh I shall lose my justice Rol. Do not thou learne to kill with cruelty As I have done to murther with thy eyes Those blessed eyes as I have done with malice When thou hast wounded me to death with scorne As I deserve it Lady for my true love When thou hast loaden me with earth for ever Take heed my sorrowes and the stings I suffer Take heed my nightly dreames of death and horrour Persue thee not no time shall tell thy griefes then Nor shall an houre of joy adde to thy beauties Looke not upon one as I kill'd thy father As I was smear'd in blood do not thou hate me But thus in whitenesse of my wash't repentance In my hearts teares and truth of love to Edith In my faire life hereafter Ed. He will foole me Rol. Oh with thine angell eyes behold and close me Of heaven we call for mercy and obtaine it To Justice for our right on earth and have it Of thee I beg for love save me and give it Ed. Now heaven thy helpe or I am gone for ever His tongue ha's turn'd me into melting pity Enter Hamond and Guard Ham. Keepe the doores safe and upon paine of death Let no man enter till I give the word Guard We shall sir. Exeunt Ham. Here he is in all his pleasure I have my wish Rol. How now why dost thou stare so Ed. A helpe I hope Rol. What dost thou here who sent thee Ham. My brother and the base malicious Office Thou mad'st me doe to Aubrey pray Rol. Pray Ham. Pray pray if thou canst pray I shall kill thy soule else Pray suddenly Rol. Thou can'st not be so trayterous Ham. It is a Justice stay Lady For I perceive your end a womans hand Must not rob me of vengeance Ed. 'T is my glory Ham. 'T is mine stay and share with me by the gods Rollo There is no way to save thy life Rol. No Ham. No it is so monstrous no repentance cures it Rol. Why then thou shalt kill her first and what this blood Will cast upon thy cursed head Ham. Poore Guard sir. Ed. Spare not brave Captaine Rol. Feare or the divell ha's thee Ham. Such feare sir as you gave your honor'd mother When your most vertuous brother sheild like held her Such I 'le give you put her away Rol. I will not I will not die so tamely Ham. Murtherous villaine wilt thou draw seas of blood upon thee Ed. Feare not kill him good Captaine any way dispatch Him my body 's honor'd with that sword that through me Sends his blacke soule to hell Oh but for one hand Ham. Shake him off bravely Ed. He 's too strong strike him Ham. Oh am I with you Sir now keepe you from him What haâ—s he got a knife Ed. Looke to him Captaine for now he will be mischievous Ham. Do you smile Sir Do's it so tickle you have at you once more Ed. Oh bravely thrust take heed he come not in Sir To him againe you give him too much râ—spite Rol. Yet will you save my life and I 'le forgive thee And give the allâ— all honors all advancements Call thee my friend Ed. Strike strike and heare him not His tongue will tempt a Saint Rol. Oh for my soules sake Ed. Save nothing of him Ham. Now for your farewell Are you so warry take you that Rol. Thou that too Oh thou hast kil'd me basely basely basely Dyes Ed. The just reward of murther falls upon thee How doe you Sir ha's he not hurt you Ham. No I feele not any thing Aub. I charge you let us passe within Guard You cannot yet sir. Aub. I 'le make way then Guar. We are sworne to our Captaine and till he give the word Enter Sophia Matilda Aubrey Lords and attendants Ham. Now let them in there Sop. Oh here he lies Sorrow on sorrow seekes me Oh in his blood he lyes Aub. Had you spoke sooner This might have beene prevented Take the Dutchesse And leade her off this is no sight for her eyes Mat. Oh bravely done wench Ed. There stands the noble doer Mat. My honor ever seeke thee for thy justice Oh 't was a deed of high and brave adventure A justice even for hâ—â—â—en â—o envy at Farewell my sorrowes and my teares take truee My 〈…〉 Oh bloody Brother Till this houre never beauteous till thy life Like a full sacrifice for all thy misâ—â—â—efes Flow'd fro 〈…〉 riâ—ers never righteous Oh how my eyes 〈…〉 wish then joyes how My longing heart even leaping out for lightnesse But dye thy black sins with thee I forgive thee Aub. Who did this deed Ham. I and I 'le answer it Dies Edi. He faints oh that same cursed knife has kil'd him Aub. How Ed. He snatch'd it from my hand for whom I bore it And as they grapell'd Aub. Justice is ever equall Had it not been on him th'adst dy'd too honest Did you know of his death Ed. Yes and rejoyce in 't Aub. I 'me sory for your youth then though the strictnesse Of Law shall not fall on you that of life Must presently go to a Cloyster carry her And there for ever lead your life in penitence Ed. Best Father to my soule I give you thankes sir And now my faire revenges have their ends My vowes shall be my kin my prayers my friends Exit Enter Latorche and Iuglers Lat. Stay there I 'le step in and prepare the Duke Nor. We shall have brave rewards Fis That is without question Lat. By this time wher 's my huffing friend Lord Aubrey Where 's that good Gentleman oh I could laugh now And burst my selfe with meere imagination A wise man and a valiant man a just man To suffer himselfe be juggl'd out of the world By a number of poor Gipseys farewell Swash-buckler For I know thy mouth is cold enough by this time A hundred of ye I can shave as neatly And nere draw bloud in shew now shall my honor My power and vertue walke alone my pleasure Observ'd by all all knees bend to my worship All sutes to me as Saint of all their fortunes Prefer'd and crowded too what full place of credit And what place now your Lordship no 't is common But that I 'le thinke to morrow on now for my businesse Aub. Whose there Lat. Dead my Master dead Aubrey alive too Guard Litorche Sir Aub. Seize his body Lat. My Master dead Aub. And you within this halfe houre Prepare your selfe good devill you must to it Millions of gold shall not redeeme thy mischiefe Behold the Justice of thy practice villaine The masse of murthers thou hast drawn upon us Behold thy doctrine you look now for reward sir To be advanc'd I 'em sure for all your labours And you shall have it make his gallows higher By ten foot at the least and then advance him Lat. Mercy mercy Aub. 'T is too late foole Such as you ment for mee away with him He is led out What gaping knaves are these bring 'em in fellows Now what are you Nor. Mathematitians if it please your Lordship Aub. And you drew a figure Fis We have drawn many Aub. For the Duke I meane sir Latorches knaves you are Nor. We know the Gentleman Aub. What did he promise you Nor. We are paid already Aub. But I will see you better paid go whip them Nor. We do beseech your Lordship we were hyr'd Aub. I know you were and you shall have your hyre Whip 'em extremely whip that Doctor there Till he record himselfe a Rogue Nor. I am one Sir Aub. Whip him for being one and when th' are whip't Lead 'em to the gallows to see their patron hang'd Away with them They are lead out Nor. Ah good my Lord. Aub. Now to mine own right Gentlemen Lord 1. You have the next indeed we all confesse it And here stand ready to invest you with it Lord 2. Which to make stronger to you and the surer Then bloud or mischiefes dare infringe againe Behold this Lady Sir this noble Lady Full of the bloud as you are of that neerenesse How blessed would it be Aub. I apprehend you and so the faire Matilda dare aâ—cept Me her ever constant servant Mat. In all purenesse In all humility of heart and services To the most noble Aubrey I submit me Aub. Then this is our first tye now to our businesse Lord 1. We are ready all to put the honor on you Sir Aub. These sad rights must be done first take up the bodyes This as he was a Prince so Princely funerall Shall waite upon him on this honest Captaine The decency of armes a teare for him too So sadly on and as we view his blood May his Example in our Rule raise good FINIS Hee oâ—fers his sword at Otto the faâ—â—ion joyning Aubrey between severs tâ—e brothers