well forth Pray follow Exeunt Citizens steale away Manet Sicin Brutus Sicin Was euer man so proud as is this Martius Bru. He has no equall Sicin When we were chosen Tribunes for the people Bru. Mark'd you his lip and eyes Sicin Nay but his taunts Bru. Being mou'd he will not spare to gird the Gods Sicin Bemocke the modest Moone Bru. The present Warres deuoure him he is growne Too proud to be so valiant Sicin Such a Nature tickled with good successe disdaines the shadow which he treads on at noone but I do wonder his insolence can brooke to be commanded vnder Cominius Bru. Fame at the which he aymes In whom already he 's well grac'd cannot Better be held nor more attain'd then by A place below the first for what miscarries Shall be the Generals fault though he performe To th' vtmost of a man and giddy censure Will then cry out of Martius Oh if he Had borne the businesse Sicin Besides if things go well Opinion that so stickes on Martius shall Of his demerits rob Cominius Bru. Come halfe all Cominius Honors are to Martius Though Martius earn'd them not and all his faults To Martius shall be Honors though indeed In ought he merit not Sicin Let 's hence and heare How the dispatch is made and in what fashion More then his singularity he goes Vpon this present Action Bru. Let 's along Exeunt Enter Tullus Auffidius with Senators of Coriolus 1. Sen. So your opinion is Auffidius That they of Rome are entred in our Counsailes And know how we proceede Auf. Is it not yours What euer haue bin thought one in this State That could be brought to bodily act ere Rome Had circumuention 't is not foure dayes gone Since I heard thence these are the words I thinke I haue the Letter heere yes heere it is They haue prest a Power but it is not knowne Whether for East or West the Dearth is great The people Mutinous And it is â—umour'd Cominius Martius your old Enemy Who is of Rome worse hated then of you And Titus Lartius a most valiant Roman These three leade on this Preparation Whether 't is bent most likely 't is for you Consider of it 1. Sen. Our Armie 's in the Field We neuer yet made doubt but Rome was ready To answer vs. Auf. Nor did you thinke it folly To keepe your great pretences vayl'd till when They needs must shew themselues which in the hatching It seem'd appear'd to Rome By the discouery We shal be shortned in our ayme which was To take in many Townes ere almost Rome Should know we were a-foot 2. Sen. Noble Auffidius Take your Commission hye you to your Bands Let vs alone to guard Corioles If they set downe before's for the remoue Bring vp your Army but I thinke you 'l finde Th' haue not prepar'd for vs. Auf. O doubt not that I speake from Certainties Nay more Some parcels of their Power are forth already And onely hitherward I leaue your Honors If we and Caius Martius chance to meete 'T is sworne betweene vs we shall euer strike Till one can do no more All. The Gods assist you Auf. And keepe your Honors safe 1. Sen. Farewell 2. Sen. Farewell All. Farewell Exeunt omnes Enter Volumnia and Virgilia mother and wife to Martius They set them downe on two lowe stooles and sowe Volum. I pray you daughter sing or expresse your selfe in a more comfortable sort If my Sonne were my Husband I should freelier reioyce in that absence wherein he wonne Honor then in the embracements of his Bed where he would shew most loue When yet hee was but tender-bodied and the onely Sonne of my womb when youth with comelinesse pluck'd all gaze his way when for a day of Kings entreaties a Mother should not sel him an houre from her beholding I considering how Honour would become such a person that it was no better then Picture-like to hang by th' wall if renowne made it not stirre was pleas'd to let him seeke danger where he was like to finde fame To a cruell Warre I sent him from whence he return'd his browes bound with Oake I tell thee Daughter I sprang not more in ioy at first hearing he was a Man-child then now in first seeing he had proued himselfe a man Virg. But had he died in the Businesse Madame how then Volum Then his good report should haue beene my Sonne I therein would haue found issue Heare me professe sincerely had I a dozen sons each in my loue alike and none lesse deere then thine and my good Martius I had rather had eleuen dye Nobly for their Countrey then one voluptuously surfet out of Action Enter a Gentlewoman Gent. Madam the Lady Valeria is come to visit you Virg. Beseech you giue me leaue to retire my selfe Volum Indeed you shall not Me thinkes I heare hither your Husbands Drumme See him plucke Auffidius downe by th' haire As children from a Beare the Volces shunning him Me thinkes I see him stampe thus and call thus Come on you Cowards you were got in feare Though you were borne in Rome his bloody brow With his mail'd hand then wiping forth he goes Like to a Haruest man that task'd to mowe Or all or loose his hyre Virg. His bloody Brow Oh Iupiter no blood Volum. Away you Foole it more becomes a man Then gilt his Trophe The brests of Hecuba When she did suckle Hector look'd not louelier Then Hectors forhead when it spit forth blood At Grecian sword Contenning tell Valeria We are fit to bid her welcome Exit Gent. Vir Heauens blesse my Lord from fell Auffidius Vol Hee 'l beat Auffidius head below his knee And treade vpon his necke Enter Valeria with an Vsher and a Gentlewoman Val. My Ladies both good day to you Vol. Sweet Madam Vir I am glad to see your Ladyship Val. How do you both You are manifest house-keepers What are you sowing heere A fine spotte in good faith How does your little Sonne Vir. I thanke your Lady-ship Well good Madam Vol. He had rather see the swords and heare a Drum then looke vpon his Schoolmaster Val. A my word the Fathers Sonne I le sweare 't is a very pretty boy A my troth I look'd vpon him a Wensday halfe an houre together ha's such a confirm'd countenance I saw him run after a gilded Butterfly when he caught it he let it go againe and after it againe and ouer and ouer he comes and vp againe catcht it again or whether his fall enrag'd him or how 't was hee did so set his teeth and teare it Oh I warrant how he mammockt it Vol. One on 's Fathers moods Val. Indeed la t is a Noble childe Virg. A Cracke Madam Val. Come lay aside your stitchery I must haue you play the idle Huswife with me this afternoone Virg. No good Madam I will not out of doores Val. Not out of doores Volum. She shall she shall Virg. Indeed no by your
the length and bredth of mine And let it answere euery straine for straine As thus for thus and such a griefe for such In euery lineament branch shape and forme If such a one will smile and stroke his beard And sorrow wagge crie hem when he should grone Patch griefe with prouerbs make misfortune drunke With candle-wasters bring him yet to me And I of him will gather patience But there is no such man for brother men Can counsaile and speake comfort to that griefe Which they themselues not feele but to sting it Their counsaile turnes to passion which before Would giue preceptiall medicine to rage Fetter strong madnesse in a silken thred Charme ache with ayre and agony with words No no 't is all mens office to speake patience To those that wring vnder the load of sorrow But no mans vertue nor sufficiencie To be so morall when he shall endure The like himselfe therefore giue me no counsaile My griefs cry lowder then aduertisement Broth. Therein do men from children nothing differ Leonato I pray thee peace I will be flesh and bloud For there was neuer yet Philosopher That could endure the tooth-ake patiently How euer they haue writ the stile of gods And made a push at chance and sufferance Brother Yet bend not all the harme vpon your selfe Make those that doe offend you suffer too Leon. There thou speak'st reason nay I will doe so My soule doth tell me Hero is belied And that shall Claudio know so shall the Prince And all of them that thus dishonour her Enter Prince and Claudio Brot Here comes the Prince and Claudio hastily Prin. Good den good den Clau. Good day to both of you Leon. Heare you my Lords Prin. We haue some haste Leonato Leo. Some haste my Lord wel fareyouwel my Lord Are you so hasty now well all is one Prin. Nay do not quarrell with vs good old man Brot If he could rite himselfe with quarrelling Some of vs would lie low Claud. Who wrongs him Leon. Marry y u dost wrong me thou dissembler thou Nay neuer lay thy hand vpon thy sword I feare thee not Claud. Marry beshrew my hand If it should giue your age such cause of feare Infaith my hand meant nothing to my sword Leonato Tush tush man neuer fleere and iest at me I speake not like a doâ—ard nor a foole As vnder priuiledge of age to bragge What I haue done being yong or what would doe Were I not old know Claudio to thy head Thou hast so wrong'd my innocent childe and me That I am forc'd to lay my reuerence by And with grey haires and bruise of many daies Doe challenge thee to triall of a man I say thou hast belied mine innocent childe Thy slander hath gone through and through her heart And she lies buried with her ancestors O in a tombe where neuer scandall slept Saue this of hers fram'd by thy villanie Claud. My villany Leonato Thine Claudio thine I say Prin. You say not right old man Leon. My Lord my Lord I le proue it on his body if he dare Despight his nice fence and his actiue practise His Maie of youth and bloome of lustihood Claud. Away I will not haue to do with you Leo. Canst thou so daffe me thou hast kild my child If thou kilst me boy thou shalt kill a man Bro. He shall kill two of vs and men indeed But that 's no matter let him kill one first Win me and weare me let him answere me Come follow me boy come sir boy come follow me Sir boy I le whip you from your foyning fence Nay as I am a gentleman I will Leon. Brother Brot Content your self God knows I lou'd my neece And she is dead slander'd to death by villaines That dare as well answer a man indeede As I dare take a serpent by the tongue Boyes apes braggarts Iackes milke-sops Leon. Brother Anthony Brot Hold you content what man I know them yea And what they weigh euen to the vtmost scruple Scambling out-facing fashion-monging boyes That lye and cog and flout depraue and slander Goe antiquely and show outward hidiousnesse And speake of halfe a dozen dang'rous words How they might hurt their enemies if they durst And this is all Leon. But brother Anthonie Ant. Come 't is no matter Do not you meddle let me deale in this Pri. Gentlemen both we will not wake your patience My heart is sorry for your daughters death But on my honour she was charg'd with nothing But what was true and very full of proofe Leon. My Lord my Lord. Prin. I will not heare you Enter Benedicke Leo. No come brother away I will be heard Exeunt ambo Bro. And shall or some of vs will smart for it Prin. See see here comes the man we went to seeke Clau. Now signior what newes Ben. Good day my Lord. Prin. Welcome signior you are almost come to part almost a fray Clau. Wee had likt to haue had our two noses snapt off with two old men without teeth Prin. Leonato and his brother what think'st thou had wee fought I doubt we should haue beene too yong for them Ben. In a false quarrell there is no true valour I came to seeke you both Clau. We haue beene vp and downe to seeke thee for we are high proofe melancholly and would faine haue it beaten away wilt thou vse thy wit Ben. It is in my scabberd shall I draw it Prin. Doest thou weare thy wit by thy side Clau. Neuer any did so though verie many haue been beside their wit I will bid thee drawe as we do the minstrels draw to pleasure vs. Prin. As I am an honest man he lookes pale art thou sicke or angrie Clau. What courage man what though care kil'd a cat thou hast mettle enough in thee to kill care Ben. Sir I shall meete your wit in the careere and you charge it against me I pray you chuse another subiect Clau. Nay then giue him another staffe this last was broke crosse Prin. By this light he changes more and more I thinke he be angrie indeede Clau. If he be he knowes how to turne his girdle Ben. Shall I speake a word in your eare Clau. God blesse me from a challenge Ben. You are a villaine I iest not I will make it good how you dare with what you dare and when you dare do me right or I will protest your cowardise you haue kill'd a sweete Ladie and her death shall fall heauie on you let me heare from you Clau. Well I will meete you so I may haue good cheare Prin. What a feast a feast Clau. I faith I thanke him he hath bid me to a calues head and a Capon the which if I doe not carue most curiously say my knife 's naught shall I not finde a woodcocke too Ben. Sir your wit ambles well it goes easily Prin. I le tell thee how Beatrice prais'd thy wit the other day I said thou hadst a fine wit true saies she a fine
I am a youth of fourteene I haue knowne thee already Hel. I dare not say I take you but I giue Me and my seruice euer whilst I liue Into your guiding power This is the man King Why then young Bertram take her shee 's thy wife Ber. My wife my Leige I shal beseech your highnes In such a busines giue me leaue to vse The helpe of mine owne eies King Know'st thou not Bertram what shee ha's done for mee Ber. Yes my good Lord but neuer hope to know why I should marrie her King Thou know'st shee ha's rais'd me from my sickly bed Ber. But followes it my Lord to bring me downe Must answer for your raising I knowe her well Shee had her breeding at my fathers charge A poore Physitians daughter my wife Disdaine Rather corrupt me euer King T is onely title thou disdainst in her the which I can build vp strange is it that our bloods Of colour waight and heat pour'd all together Would quite confound distinction yet stands off In differences so mightie If she bee All that is vertuous saue what thou dislik'st A poore Phisitians daughter thou dislik'st Of vertue for the name but doe not so From lowest place whence vertuous things proceed The place is dignified by th' doers deede Where great additions swell's and vertue none It is a dropsied honour Good a lone Is good without a name Vilenesse is so The propertie by what is is should go Not by the title Shee is young wise faire In these to Nature shee 's immediate heire And these breed honour that is honours scorne Which challenges it selfe as honours borne And is not like the fire Honours thriue When rather from our acts we them deriue Then our fore-goers the meere words a slaue Debosh'd on euerie tombe on euerie graue A lying Trophee and as oft is dumbe Where dust and damn'd obliuion is the Tombe Of honour'd bones-indeed what should be saide If thou canst like this creature as a maide I can create the rest Vertue and shee Is her owne dower Honour and wealth from mee Ber. I cannot loue her nor will striue to doo 't King Thou wrong'st thy selfe if thou shold'st striue to choose Hel. That you are well restor'd my Lord I 'me glad Let the rest go King My Honor 's at the stake which to defeate I must produce my power Heere take her hand Proud scornfull boy vnworthie this good gift That dost in vile misprision shackle vp My loue and her desert that canst not dreame We poizing vs in her defectiue scale Shall weigh thee to the beame That wilt not know It is in Vs to plant thine Honour where We please to haue it grow Cheeke thy contempt Obey Our will which trauailes in thy good Beleeue not thy disdaine but presentlie Do thine owne fortunes that obedient right Which both thy dutie owes and Our power claimes Or I will throw thee from my care for euer Into the staggers and the carelesse lapse Of youth and ignorance both my reuenge and hate Loosing vpon thee in the name of iustice Without all termes of pittie Speake thine answer Ber. Pardon my gracious Lord for I submit My fancie to your eies when I consider What great creation and what dole of honour Flies where you bid it I finde that she which late Was in my Nobler thoughts most base is now The praised of the King who so ennobled Is as 't were borne so King Take her by the hand And tell her she is thine to whom I promise A counterpoize If not to thy estate A ballance more repleat Ber. I take her hand Kin. Good fortune and the fauour of the King Smile vpon this Contract whose Ceremonie Shall seeme expedient on the now borne briefe And be perform'd to night the solemne Feast Shall more attend vpon the coming space Expecting absent friends As thou lou'st her Thy loue 's to me Religious else do's erre Exeunt Parolles and Lafew stay behind commenting of this wedding Laf. Do you heare Monsieur A word with you Par. Your pleasure sir Laf. Your Lord and Master did well to make his recantation Par. Recantation My Lord my Master Laf. I Is it not a Language I speake Par. A most harsh one and not to bee vnderstoode without bloudie succeeding My Master Laf. Are you Companion to the Count Rosillion Par. To any Count to all Counts to what is man Laf. To what is Counts man Counts maister is of another stile Par. You are too old sir Let it satisfie you you are too old Laf. I must tell thee sirrah I write Man to which title age cannot bring thee Par. What I dare too well do I dare not do Laf. I did thinke thee for two ordinaries to bee a prettie wise fellow thou didst make tollerable vent of thy trauell it might passe yet the scarffes and the bannerets about thee did manifoldlie disswade me from beleeuing thee a vessell of too great a burthen I haue now found thee when I loose thee againe I care not yet art thou good for nothing but taking vp and that th' ourt scarce worth Par. Hadst thou not the priuiledge of Antiquity vpon thee Laf. Do not plundge thy selfe to farre in anger least thou hasten thy triall which if Lord haue mercie on thee for a hen so my good window of Lettice fare thee well thy casement I neede not open for I look through thee Giue me thy hand Par. My Lord you giue me most egregious indignity Laf. I with all my heart and thou art worthy of it Par. I haue not my Lord deseru'd it Laf. Yes good faith eu'ry dramme of it and I will not bâ—te thee a scruple Par. Well I shall be wiser Laf. Eu'n as soone as thou can'st for thou hast to pull at a smacke a' th contrarie If euer thou bee'st bound in thy skarfe and beaten thou shall finde what it is to be proud of thy bondage I haue a desire to holde my acquaintance with thee or rather my knowledge that I may say in the default he is a man I know Par. My Lord you do me most insupportable vexation Laf. I would it were hell paines for thy sake and my poore doing eternall for doing I am past as I will by thee in what motion age will giue me leaue Exit Par. Well thou hast a sonne shall take this disgrace off me scuruy old filthy scuruy Lord Well I must be patient there is no fettering of authority I le beate him by my life if I can meete him with any conuenience and he were double and double a Lord. I le haue no more pittie of his age then I would haue of I le beate him and if I could but meet him agen Enter Lafew Laf. Sirra your Lord and masters married there 's newes for you you haue a new Mistris Par. I most vnfainedly beseech your Lordshippe to make some reseruation of your wrongs He is my good Lord whom I serue aboue is my master Laf. Who God Par. I
Admiringly my Liege at first I stucke my choice vpon her ere my heart Durst make too bold a herauld of my tongue Where the impression of mine eye enfixing Contempt his scornfull Perspectiue did lend me Which warpt the line of euerie other fauour Scorn'd a faire colour or exprest it stolne Extended or contracted all proportions To a most hideous obiect Thence it came That she whom all men prais'd and whom my selfe Since I haue lost haue lou'd was in mine eye The dust that did offend it Kin. Well excus'd That thou didst loue her strikes some scores away From the great compt but loue that comes too late Like a remorsefull pardon slowly carried To the great sender turnes a sowre offence Crying that 's good that 's gone Our rash faults Make triuiall price of serious things we haue Not knowing them vntill we know their graue Oft our displeasures to our selues vniust Destroy our friends and after weepe their dust Our owne loue waking cries to see what 's don e While shamefull hate sleepes out the afternoone Be this sweet Helens knell and now forget her Send forth your amorous token for faire Maudlin The maine consents are had and heere wee 'l stay To see our widdowers second marriage day Which better then the first O deere heauen blesse Or ere they meete in me O Nature cesse Laf. Come on my sonne in whom my houses name Must be digested giue a fauour from you To sparkle in the spirits of my daughter That she may quickly come By my old beard And eu'rie haire that 's on 't Helen that 's dead Was a sweet creature such a ring as this The last that ere I tooke her leaue at Court I saw vpon her finger Ber. Hers it was not King Now pray you let me see it For mine eye While I was speaking oft was fasten'd too 't This Ring was mine and when I gaue it Hellen I bad her if her fortunes euer stoode Necessitied to helpe that by this token I would releeue her Had you that craft to reaue her Of what should stead her most Ber. My gracious Soueraigne How ere it pleases you to take it so The ring was neuer hers Old La. Sonne on my life I haue seene her weare it and she reckon'd it At her liues rate Laf. I am sure I saw her weare it Ber. You are deceiu'd my Lord she neuer saw it In Florence was it from a casement throwne mee Wrap'd in a paper which contain'd the name Of her that threw it Noble she was and thought I stood ingag'd but when I had subscrib'd To mine owne fortune and inform'd her fully I could not answer in that course of Honour As she had made the ouerture she ceast In heauie satisfaction and would neuer Receiue the Ring againe Kin. Platus himselfe That knowes the tinct and multiplying med'cine Hath not in natures mysterie more science Then I haue in this Ring 'T was mine 't was Helens Who euer gaue it you then if you know That you are well acquainted with your selfe Confesse 't was hers and by what rough enforcement You got it from her She call'd the Saints to suretie That she would neuer put it from her finger Vnlesse she gaue it to your selfe in bed Where you haue neuer come or sent it vs Vpon her great disaster Ber. She neuer saw it Kin. Thou speak'st it falsely as I loue mine Honor And mak'st connecturall feares to come into me Which I would faine shut out if it should proue That thou art so inhumane 't will not proue so And yet I know not thou didst hate her deadly And she is dead which nothing but to close Her eyes my selfe could win me to beleeue More then to see this Ring Take him away My fore-past proofes how ere the matter fall Shall taze my feares of little vanitie Hauing vainly fear'd too little Away with him Wee 'l sift this matter further Ber. If you shall proue This Ring was euer hers you shall as easie Proue that I husbanded her bed in Florence Where yet she neuer was Enter a Gentleman King I am wrapâ—d in dismall thinkings Gen. Gracious Soueraigne Whether I haue beene too blame or no I know not Here 's a petition from a Florentine Who hath for foure or fiue remoues come short To tender it her selfe I vndertooke it Vanquish'd thereto by the faire grace and speech Of the poore suppliant who by this I know Is heere attending her businesse lookes in her With an importing visage and she told me In a sweet verball breefe it did concerne Your Highnesse with her selfe A Letter Vpon his many protestations to marrie mee when his wife was dead I blush to say it he wonne me Now is the Count Rossillion a Widdower his vowes are forfeited to mee and my honors payed to him Hee stole from Florence taking no leaue and I follow him to his Countrey for Iustice Grant it me O King in you it best lies otherwise a seducer flourishes and a poore Maid is vndone Diana Capilet Laf. I will buy me a sonne in Law in a faire and toule for this I le none of him Kin. The heauens haue thought well on thee Lafew To bring forth this discou'rie seeke these sutors Go speedily and bring againe the Count. Enter Bertram I am a-feard the life of Hellen Ladie Was fowly snatcht Old La. Now iustice on the doers King I wonder sir sir wiues are monsters to you And that you flye them as you sweare them Lordship Yet you desire to marry What woman 's that Enter Widdow Diana and Parrolles Dia. I am my Lord a wretched Florentine Deriued from the ancient Capilet My suite as I do vnderstand you know And therefore know how farre I may be pittied Wid. I am her Mother sir whose age and honour Both suffer vnder this complaint we bring And both shall cease without your remedie King Come hether Count do you know these Women Ber. My Lord I neither can nor will denie But that I know them do they charge me further Dia. Why do you looke so strange vpon your wife Ber. She 's none of mine my Lord. Dia. If you shall marrie You giue away this hand and that is mine You giue away heauens vowes and those are mine You giue away my selfe which is knowne mine For I by vow am so embodied yours That she which marries you must marrie me Either both or none Laf. your reputation comes too short for my daughter you are no husband for her Ber. My Lord this is a fond and desperate creature Whom sometime I haue laugh'd with Let your highnes Lay a more noble thought vpon mine honour Then for to thinke that I would sinke it heere Kin. Sir for my thoughts you haue them il to friend Till your deeds gaine them fairer proue your honor Then in my thought it lies Dian. Good my Lord Aske him vpon his oath if hee do's thinke He had not my virginity Kin. What saist thou to her Ber. She 's impudent my
your Charities Shall best instruct you measure me and so The Kings will be perform'd Leo. Shall I be heard Her Who is' t that goes with me beseech your Highnes My Women may be with me for you see My plight requires it Doe not weepe good Fooles There is no cause When you shall know your Mistris Ha's deseru'd Prison then abound in Teares As I come out this Action I now goe on Is for my better grace Adieu my Lord I neuer wish'd to see you sorry now I trust I shall my Women come you haue leaue Leo. Goe doe our bidding hence Lord. Beseech your Highnesse call the Queene againe Antig. Be certaine what you do Sir least your Iustice Proue violence in the which three great ones suffer Your Selfe your Queene your Sonne Lord. For her my Lord I dare my life lay downe and will do 't Sir Please you t' accept it that the Queene is spotlesse I' th' eyes of Heauen and to you I meane In this which you accuse her Antig. If it proue Shee 's otherwise I le keepe my Stables where I lodge my Wife I le goe in couples with her Then when I feele and see her no farther trust her For euery ynch of Woman in the World I euery dram of Womans flesh is false If she be Leo. Hold your peaces Lord. Good my Lord. Antig. It is for you we speake not for our selues You are abus'd and by some putter on That will be damn'd for 't would I knew the Villaine I would Land-damne him be she honor-flaw'd I haue three daughters the eldest is eleuen The second and the third nine and some fiue If this proue true they 'l pay for 't By mine Honor I le gell'd em all fourteene they shall not see To bring false generations they are co-heyres And I had rather glib my selfe then they Should not produce faire issue Leo. Cease no more You smell this businesse with a sence as cold As is a dead-mans nose but I do see 't and feel 't As you feele doing thus and see withall The Instruments that feele Antig. If it be so We neede no graue to burie honesty There 's not a graine of it the face to sweeten Of the whole dungy-earth Leo. What lacke I credit Lord. I had rather you did lacke then I my Lord Vpon this ground and more it would content me To haue her Honor true then your suspition Be blam'd for 't how you might Leo. Why what neede we Commune with you of this but rather follow Our forcefull instigation Our prerogatiue Cals not your Counsailes but our naturall goodnesse Imparts this which if you or stupified Or seeming so in skill cannot or will not Rellish a truth like vs informe your selues We neede no more of your aduice the matter The losse the gaine the ord'ring on 't Is all properly ours Antig. And I wish my Liege You had onely in your silent iudgement tride it Without more ouerture Leo. How could that be Either thou art most ignorant by age Or thou wer 't borne a foole Camillo's flight Added to their Familiarity Which was as grosse as euer touch'd coniecture That lack'd sight onely nought for approbation But onely seeing all other circumstances Made vp to ' th deed doth push-on this proceeding Yet for a greater confirmation For in an Acte of this importance 't were Most pitteous to be wilde I haue dispatch'd in post To sacred Delphos to Appollo's Temple Cleomines and Dion whom you know Of stuff'd-sufficiency Now from the Oracle They will bring all whose spirituall counsaile had Shall stop or spurre me Haue I done well Lord. Well done my Lord. Leo. Though I am satisfide and neede no more Then what I know yet shall the Oracle Giue rest to th' mindes of others such as he Whose ignorant credulitie will not Come vp to th' truth So haue we thought it good From our free person she should be confinde Least that the treachery of the two fled hence Be left her to performe Come follow vs We are to speake in publique for this businesse Will raise vs all Antig. To laughter as I take it If the good truth were knowne Exeunt Scena Secunda Enter Paulina a Gentleman Gaoler Emilia Paul The Keeper of the prison call to him Let him haue knowledge who I am Good Lady No Court in Europe is too good for thee What dost thou then in prison Now good Sir You know me do you not Gao For a worthy Lady And one who much I honour Pau. Pray you then Conduct me to the Queene Gao I may not Madam To the contrary I haue expresse commandment Pau. Here 's a-do to locke vp honesty honour from Th' accesse of gentle visitors Is' t lawfull pray you To see her Women Any of them Emilia Gao So please you Madam To put a-part these your attendants I Shall bring Emilia forth Pau. I pray now call her With-draw your selues Gao And Madam I must be present at your Conference Pau. Well be 't so prethee Heere 's such a-doe to make no staine a staine As passes colouring Deare Gentlewoman How fares our gracious Lady Emil. As well as one so great and so forlorne May hold together On her frights and greefes Which neuer tender Lady hath borne greater She is something before her time deliuer'd Pau. A boy Emil. A daughter and a goodly babe Lusty and like to liue the Queene receiues Much comfort in 't Sayes my poore prisoner I am innocent as you Pau. I dare be sworne These dangerous vnsafe Lunes i' th' King beshrew them He must be told on 't and he shall the office Becomes a woman best I le take 't vpon me If I proue hony-mouth'd let my tongue blister And neuer to my red-look'd Anger bee The Trumpet any more pray you Emilia Commend my best obedience to the Queene If she dares trust me with her little babe I 'le shew 't the King and vndertake to bee Her Aduocate to th' lowd'st We do not know How he may soften at the sight o' th' Childe The silence often of pure innocence Perswades when speaking failes Emil. Most worthy Madam your honor and your goodnesse is so euident That your free vndertaking cannot misse A thriuing yssue there is no Lady liuing So meete for this great errand please your Ladiship To visit the next roome I le presently Acquaint the Queene of your most noble offer Who but to day hammered of this designe But durst not tempt a minister of honour Least she should be deny'd Paul Tell her Emilia I le vse that tongue I haue If wit flow from 't As boldnesse from my bosome le't not be doubted I shall do good Emil. Now be you blest for it I le to the Queene please you come something neerer Gao Madam if 't please the Queene to send the babe I know not what I shall incurre to passe it Hauing no warrant Pau. You neede not feare it sir This Childe was prisoner to the wombe and is By Law and
straight Within this houre bring me word 't is done And by good testimonie or I le seize thy life With what thou else call'st thine if thou refuse And wilt encounter with my Wrath say so The Bastard-braynes with these my proper hands Shall I dash out Goe take it to the fire For thou sett'st on thy Wife Antig. I did not Sir These Lords my Noble Fellowes if they please Can cleare me in 't Lords We can my Royall Liege He is not guiltie of her comming hither Leo. You 're lyers all Lord. Beseech your Highnesse giue vs better credit We haue alwayes truly seru'd you and beseech ' So to esteeme of vs and on our knees we begge As recompence of our deare seruices Past and to come that you doe change this purpose Which being so horrible so bloody must Lead on to some foule Issue We all kneele Leo. I am a Feather for each Wind that blows Shall I liue on to see this Bastard kneele And call me Father better burne it now Then curse it then But be it let it liue It shall not neyther You Sir come you hither You that haue beene so tenderly officious With Lady Margerie your Mid-wife there To saue this Bastards life for 't is a Bastard So sure as this Beard 's gray What will you aduenture To saue this Brats life Antig. Any thing my Lord That my abilitie may vndergoe And Noblenesse impose at least thus much I le pawne the little blood which I haue left To saue the Innocent any thing possible Leo. It shall be possible Sweare by this Sword Thou wilt performe my bidding Antig. I will my Lord. Leo. Marke and performe it seest thou for the faile Of any point in 't shall not onely be Death to thy selfe but to thy lewd-tongu'd Wife Whom for this time we pardon We enioyne thee As thou art Liege-man to vs that thou carry This female Bastard hence and that thou beare it To some remote and desart place quite out Of our Dominions and that there thou leaue it Without more mercy to it owne protection And fauour of the Climate as by strange fortune It came to vs I doe in Iustice charge thee On thy Soules perill and thy Bodyes torture That thou commend it strangely to some place Where Chance may nurse or end it take it vp Antig. I sweare to doe this though a present death Had beene more mercifull Come on poore Babe Some powerfull Spirit instruct the Kytes and Rauens To be thy Nurses Wolues and Beares they say Casting their sauagenesse aside haue done Like offices of Pitty Sir be prosperous In more then this deed do's require and Blessing Against this Crueltie fight on thy side Poore Thing condemn'd to losse Exit Leo. No I le not reare Anothers Issue Enter a Seruant Seru. Please ' your Highnesse Posts From those you sent to th' Oracle are come An houre since Cleomines and Dion Being well arriu'd from Delphos are both landed Hasting to th' Court Lord. So please you Sir their speed Hath beene beyond accompt Leo. Twentie three dayes They haue beene absent 't is good speed fore-tells The great Apollo suddenly will haue The truth of this appeare Prepare you Lords Summon a Session that we may arraigne Our most â—sloyall Lady for as she hath Been publikely accus'd so shall she haue A iust and open Triall While she liues My heart will be a burthen to me Leaue me And thinke vpon my bidding Exeunt Actus Tertius Scena Prima Enter Cleomines and Dion Cleo. The Clymat's delicate the Ayre most sweet Fertile the Isle the Temple much surpassing The common prayse it beares Dion I shall report For most it caught me the Celestiall Habits Me thinkes I so should terme them and the reuerence Of the graue Wearers O the Sacrifice How ceremonious solemne and vn-earthly It was i' th' Offring Cleo. But of all the burst And the eare-deaffâ—ning Voyce o' th' Oracle Kin to Ioues Thunder so surpriz'd my Sence That I was nothing Dio. It th' euent o' th' Iourney Proue as successefull to the Queene O be 't so As it hath beene to vs rare pleasant speedie The time is worth the vse on 't Cleo. Great Apollo Turne all to th' best these Proclamations So forcing faults vpon Hermione I little like Dio. The violent carriage of it Will cleare or end the Businesse when the Oracle Thus by Apollo's great Diuine seal'd vp Shall the Contents discouer something rare Euen then will rush to knowledge Goe fresh Horses And gracious be the issue Exeunt Scoena Secunda Enter Leontes Lords Officers Hermione as to her Triall Ladies Cleomines Dion Leo. This Sessions to our great griefe we pronounce Euen pushes ' gainst our heart The partie try'd The Daughter of a King our Wife and one Of vs too much belou'd Let vs be clear'd Of being tyrannous since we so openly Proceed in Iustice which shall haue due course Euen to the Guilt or the Purgation Produce the Prisoner Officer It is his Highnesse pleasure that the Queene Appeare in person here in Court Silence Leo. Reade the Indictment Officer Hermione Queene to the worthy Leontes King of Sicilia thou art here accused and arraigned of High Treason in committing Adultery with Polixenes King of Bohemia and conspiring with Camillo to take away the Life of our Soueraigne Lord the King thy Royall Husband the pretence whereof being by circumstances partly layd open thou Hermione contrary to the Faith and Allegeance of a true Subiect didst counsaile and ayde them for their better safetie to flye away by Night Her Since what I am to say must be but that Which contradicts my Accusation and The testimonie on my part no other But what comes from my selfe it shall scarce boot me To say Not guiltie mine Integritie Being counted Falsehood shall as I expresse it Be so receiu'd But thus if Powres Diuine Behold our humane Actions as they doe I doubt not then but Innocence shall make False Accusation blush and Tyrannie Tremble at Patience You my Lord best know Whom least will seeme to doe so my past life Hath beene as continent as chaste as true As I am now vnhappy which is more Then Historie can patterne though deuis'd And play'd to take Spectators For behold me A Fellow of the Royall Bed which owe A Moitie of the Throne a great Kings Daughter The Mother to a hopefull Prince here standing To prate and talke for Life and Honor fore Who please to come and heare For Life I prize it As I weigh Griefe which I would spare For Honor 'T is a deriuatiue from me to mine And onely that I stand for I appeale To your owne Conscience Sir before Polixenes Came to your Court how I was in your grace How merited to be so Since he came With what encounter so vncurrant I Haue strayn'd t' appeare thus if one iot beyond The bound of Honor or in act or will That way enclining hardned be the hearts Of all that heare me and my
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
is a desperate Homicide He fighteth as one weary of his life The other Lords like Lyons wanting foode Doe rush vpon vs as their hungry prey Alanson Froysard a Countreyman of ours records England all Oliuers and Rowlands breed During the time Edward the third did raigne More truly now may this be verified For none but Samsons and Goliasses It sendeth forth to skirmish one to tenne Leane raw-bon'd Rascals who would e're suppose They had such courage and audacitie Charles Let 's leaue this Towne For they are hayre-brayn'd Slaues And hunger will enforce them to be more eager Of old I know them rather with their Teeth The Walls they 'le teare downe then forsake the Siege Reigneir I thinke by some odde Gimmors or Deuice Their Armes are set like Clocks still to strike on Else ne're could they hold out so as they doe By my consent wee 'le euen let them alone Alanson Be it so Enter the Bastard of Orleance Bastard Where 's the Prince Dolphin I haue newes for him Dolph Bastard of Orleance thrice welcome to vs. Bast Me thinks your looks are sad your chear appal'd Hath the late ouerthrow wrought this offence Be not dismay'd for succour is at hand A holy Maid hither with me I bring Which by a Vision sent to her from Heauen Ordayned is to rayse this tedious Siege And driue the English forth the bounds of France The spirit of deepe Prophecie she hath Exceeding the nine Sibyls of old Rome What 's past and what 's to come she can descry Speake shall I call her in beleeue my words For they are certaine and vnfallible Dolph Goe call her in but first to try her skill Reignier stand thou as Dolphin in my place Question her prowdly let thy Lookes be sterne By this meanes shall we found what skill she hath Enter Ioane Puzel Reigneir Faire Maid is' t thou wilt doe these wondrous feats Puzel Reignier is' t thou that thinkest to beguile me Where is the Dolphin Come come from behinde I know thee well though neuer seene before Be not amaz'd there 's nothing hid from me In priuate will I talke with thee apart Stand back you Lords and giue vs leaue a while Reigneir She takes vpon her brauely at first dash Puzel Dolphin I am by birth a Shepheards Daughter My wit vntrayn'd in any kind of Art Heauen and our Lady gracious hath it pleas'd To shine on my contemptible estate Loe whilest I wayted on my tender Lambes And to Sunnes parching heat display'd my cheekes Gods Mother deigned to appeare to me And in a Vision full of Maiestie Will'd me to leaue my base Vocation And free my Countrey from Calamitie Her ayde she promis'd and assur'd successe In compleat Glory shee reueal'd her selfe And whereas I was black and swart before With those cleare Rayes which shee infus'd on me That beautie am I blest with which you may see Aske me what question thou canst possible And I will answer vnpremeditated My Courage trie by Combat if thou dar'st And thou shalt finde that I exceed my Sex Resolue on this thou shalt be fortunate If thou receiue me for thy Warlike Mate Dolph Thou hast astonisht me with thy high termes Onely this proofe I le of thy Valour make In single Combat thou shalt buckle with me And if thou vanquishest thy words are true Otherwise I renounce all confidence Puzel I am prepar'd here is my keene-edg'd Sword Deckt with fine Flower-de-Luces on each side The which at Touraine in S. Katherines Church-yard Out of a great deale of old Iron I chose forth Dolph Then come a Gods name I feare no woman Puzel And while I liue I le ne're flye from a man Here they fight and Ioane de Puzel ouercomes Dolph Stay stay thy hands thou art an Amazon And fightest with the Sword of Debora Puzel Christs Mother helpes me else I were too weake Dolph Who e're helps thee 't is thou that must help me Impatiently I burne with thy desire My heart and hands thou hast at once subdu'd Excellent Puzel if thy name be so Let me thy seruant and not Soueraigne be 'T is the French Dolphin sueth to thee thus Puzel I must not yeeld to any rights of Loue For my Profession's sacred from aboue When I haue chased all thy Foes from hence Then will I thinke vpon a recompence Dolph Meane time looke gracious on thy prostrate Thrall Reigneir My Lord me thinkes is very long in talke Alans Doubtlesse he shriues this woman to her smock Else ne're could he so long protract his speech Reigneir Shall wee disturbe him since hee keepes no meane Alan He may meane more then we poor men do know These women are shrewd tempters with their tongues Reigneir My Lord where are you what deuise you on Shall we giue o're Orleance or no Puzel Why no I say distrustfull Recreants Fight till the last gaspe I le be your guard Dolph What shee sayes I le confirme wee 'le fight it out Puzel Assign'd am I to be the English Scourge This night the Siege assuredly I le rayse Expect Saint Martins Summer Halcyons dayes Since I haue entred into these Warres Glory is like a Circle in the Water Which neuer ceaseth to enlarge it selfe Till by broad spreading it disperse to naught With Henries death the English Circle ends Dispersed are the glories it included Now am I like that prowd insulting Ship Which Caesar and his fortune bare at once Dolph Was Mahomet inspired with a Doue Thou with an Eagle art inspired then Helen the Mother of Great Constantine Nor yet S. Philips daughters were like thee Bright Starre of Venus falne downe on the Earth How may I reuerently worship thee enough Alanson Leaue off delayes and let vs rayse the Siege Reigneir Woman do what thou canst to saue our honors Driue them from Orleance and be immortaliz'd Dolph Presently wee 'le try come let 's away about it No Prophet will I trust if shee proue false Exeunt Enter Gloster with his Seruing-men Glost I am come to suruey the Tower this day Since Henries death I feare there is Conueyance Where be these Warders that they wait not here Open the Gates 't is Gloster that calls 1. Warder Who 's there that knocks so imperiously Glost 1. Man It is the Noble Duke of Gloster 2. Warder Who ere he be you may not be let in 1. Man Villaines answer you so the Lord Protector 1. Warder The Lord protect him so we answer him We doe no otherwise then wee are will'd Glost. Who willed you or whose will stands but mine There 's none Protector of the Realme but I Breake vp the Gates I le be your warrantize Shall I be flowted thus by dunghill Groomes Glosters men rush at the Tower Gates and Wooduile the Lieutenant speakes within Wooduile What noyse is this what Traytors haue wee here Glost. Lieutenant is it you whose voyce I heare Open the Gates here 's Gloster that would enter Wooduile Haue patience Noble Duke I
Natures myracle Thou art alotted to be tane by me So doth the Swan her downie Signets saue Keeping them prisoner vnderneath his wings Yet if this seruile vsage once offend Go and be free againe as Suffolkes friend She is going Oh slay I haue no power to let her passe My hand would free her but my heart sayes no. As playes the Sunne vpon the glassie streames Twinkling another counterfetted beame So seemes this gorgeous beauty to mine eyes Faine would I woe her yet I dare not speake I le call for Pen and Inke and write my minde Fye De la Pole disable not thy selfe Hast not a Tongue Is she not heere Wilt thou be daunted at a Womans sight I Beauties Princely Maiesty is such ' Confounds the tongue and makes the senses rough Mar. Say Earle of Suffolke if thy name be so What ransome must I pay before I passe For I perceiue I am thy prisoner Suf. How canst thou tell she will deny thy suite Before thou make a triall of her loue M. Why speak'st thou not What ransom must I pay Suf. She 's beautifull and therefore to be Wooed She is a Woman therefore to be Wonne Mar. Wilt thou accept of ransome yea or no Suf. Fond man remember that thou hast a wife Then how can Margaret be thy Paramour Mar. I were best to leaue him for he will not heare Suf. There all is marr'd there lies a cooling card Mar. He talkes at randon sure the man is mad Suf. And yet a dispensation may bee had Mar. And yet I would that you would answer me Suf. I le win this Lady Margaret For whom Why for my King Tush that 's a woodden thing Mar. He talkes of wood It is some Carpenter Suf. Yet so my fancy may be satisfied And peace established betweene these Realmes But there remaines a scruple in that too For though her Father be the King of Naples Duke of Aniou and Mayne yet is he poore And our Nobility will scorne the match Mar. Heare ye Captaine Are you not at leysure Suf. It shall be so disdaine they ne're so much Henry is youthfull and will quickly yeeld Madam I haue a secret to reueale Mar. What though I be inthral'd he seems a knight And will not any way dishonor me Suf. Lady vouchsafe to listen what I say Mar. Perhaps I shall be rescu'd by the French And then I need not craue his curtesie Suf. Sweet Madam giue me hearing in a cause Mar. Tush women haue bene captiuate ere now Suf. Lady wherefore talke you so Mar. I cry you mercy 't is but Quid for Quo. Suf. Say gentle Princesse would you not suppose Your bondage happy to be made a Queene Mar. To be a Queene in bondage is more vile Than is a slaue in base seruility For Princes should be free Suf. And so shall you If happy Englandâ— Royall King be free Mar. Why what concernes his freedome vnto mee Suf. I le vndertake to make thee Henries Queene To put a Golden Scepter in thy hand And set a precious Crowne vpon thy head If thou wilt condiscend to be my Mar. What Suf. His loue Mar. I am vnworthy to be Henries wife Suf. No gentle Madam I vnworthy am To woe so faire a Dame to be his wife And haue no portion in the choice my selfe How say you Madam are ye so content Mar. And if my Father please I am content Suf. Then call our Captaines and our Colours forth And Madam at your Fathers Castle walles Wee 'l craue a parley to conferre with him Sound Enter Reignier on the Walles See Reignier see thy daughter prisoner Reig. To whom Suf. To me Reig. Suffolke what remedy I am a Souldier and vnapt to weepe Or to exclaime on Fortunes ficklenesse Suf. Yes there is remedy enough my Lord Consent and for thy Honor giue consent Thy daughter shall be wedded to my King Whom I with paine haue wooed and wonne thereto And this her easie held imprisonment Hath gain'd thy daughter Princely libertie Reig. Speakes Suffolke as he thinkes Suf. Faire Margaret knowes That Suffolke doth not flatter face or faine Reig. Vpon thy Princely warrant I descend To giue thee answer of thy iust demand Suf. And heere I will expect thy comming Trumpets sound Enter Reignier Reig. Welcome braue Earle into our Territories Command in Aniou what your Honor pleases Suf. Thankes Reignier happy for so sweet a Childe Fit to be made companion with a King What answer makes your Grace vnto my suite Reig. Since thou dost daigne to woe her little worth To be the Princely Bride of such a Lord Vpon condition I may quietly Enioy mine owne the Country Maine and Aniou Free from oppression or the stroke of Warre My daughter shall be Henries if he please Suf. That is her ransome I deliuer her And those two Counties I will vndertake Your Grace shall well and quietly enioy Reig. And I againe in Henries Royall name As Deputy vnto that gracious King Giue thee her hand for signe of plighted faith Suf. Reignier of France I giue thee Kingly thankes Because this is in Trafficke of a King And yet me thinkes I could be well content To be mine owne Atturney in this case I le ouer then to England with this newes And make this marriage to be solemniz'd So farewell Reignier set this Diamond safe In Golden Pallaces as it becomes Reig. I do embrace thee as I would embrace The Christian Prince King Henrie were he heere Mar. Farewell my Lord good wishes praise praiers Shall Suffolke euer haue of Margaret Shee is going Suf. Farwell sweet Madam but hearke you Margaret No Princely commendations to my King Mar. Such commendations as becomes a Maide A Virgin and his Seruant say to him Suf. Words sweetly plac'd and modestie directed But Madame I must trouble you againe No louing Token to his Maiestie Mar. Yes my good Lord a pure vnspotted heart Neuer yet taint with loue I send the King Suf. And this withall Kisse her Mar. That for thy selfe I will not so presume To send such peeuish tokens to a King Suf. Oh wert thou for my selfe but Suffolke stay Thou mayest not wander in that Labyrinth There Minotaurs and vgly Treasons lurke Solicite Henry with her wonderous praise Bethinke thee on her Vertues that surmount Mad naturall Graces that extinguish Art Repeate their semblance often on the Seas That when thou com'st to kneele at Henries feete Thou mayest bereaue him of his wits with wonder Exit Enter Yorke Warwicke Shepheard Pucell Yor. Bring forth that Sorceresse condemn'd to burne Shep. Ah Ione this kils thy Fathers heart out-right Haue I sought euery Country farre and neere And now it is my chance to finde thee out Must I behold thy timelesse cruell death Ah Ione sweet daughter Ione I le die with thee Pucel Decrepit Miser base ignoble Wretch I am descended of a gentler blood Thou art no Father nor no Friend of mine Shep. Out out My Lords and please you 't is not so I
Cemitar I le coole to morrow Patroclus let vs Feast him to the hight Pat. Heere comes Thersites Enter Thersites Achil. How now thou core of Enuy Thou crusty batch of Nature what 's the newes Ther. Why thou picture of what thou seem'st I doll of Ideot-worshippers here 's a Letter for thee Achil. From whence Fragment Ther. Why thou full dish of Foole from Troy Pat. Who keepes the Tent now Ther. The Surgeons box or the Patients wound Patr. Well said aduersity and what need these tricks Ther. Prythee be silent boy I profit not by thy talke thou art thought to be Achilles male Varlot Patro. Male Varlot you Rogue What 's that Ther. Why his masculine Whore Now the rotten diseases of the South guts-griping Ruptures Catarres Loades a grauell i' th' backe Lethargies cold Palsies and the like take and take againe such prepostrous discoueries Pat. Why thou damnable box of enuy thou what mean'st thou to curse thus Ther. Do I curse thee Patr. Why no you ruinous But you whorson indistinguishable Curre Ther. No why art thou then exasperate thou idle immateriall skiene of Sleyd silke thou greene Sarcenet flap for a sore eye thou tassell of a Prodigals purse thou Ah how the poore world is pestred with such water-flies diminutiues of Nature Pat. Out gall Ther. Finch Egge Ach. My sweet Patroclus I am thwarted quite From my great purpose in to morrowes battell Heere is a Letter from Queene Hecuba A token from her daughter my faire Loue Both taxing me and gaging me to keepe An Oath that I haue sworne I will not breake it Fall Greekes faile Fame Honor or go or stay My maior vow lyes heere this I le obay Come come Thersites helpe to trim my Tent This night in banquetting must all be spent Away Patroclus Exit Ther. With too much bloud and too little Brain these two may run mad but if with too much braine and too little blood they do I le be a curer of madmen Heere 's Agamemnon an honest fellow enough and one that loues Quailes but he has not so much Braine as eare-wax and the goodly transformation of Iupiter there his Brother the Bull the primatiue Statue and oblique memoriall of Cuckolds a thrifty shooing-horne in a chaine hanging at his Brothers legge to what forme but that he is shold wit larded with malice and malice forced with wit turne him too to an Asse were nothing hee is both Asse and Oxe to an Oxe were nothing hee is both Oxe and Asse to be a Dogge a Mule a Cat a Fitchew a Toade a Lizard an Owle a Puttocke or a Herring without a Roe I would not care but to be Menelaus I would conspire against Destiny Aske me not what I would be if I were not Thersites sot I care not to bee the lowse of a Lazar so I were not Menelaus Hoy-day spirits and fires Enter Hector Aiax Agamemnon Vlysses Nestor Diomed with Lights Aga. We go wrong we go wrong Aiax No yonder'tis there where we see the light Hect. I trouble you Aiax No not a whit Enter Achilles Vlys Heere comes himselfe to guide you Achil. Welcome braue Hector welcome Princes all Agam. So now faire Prince of Troy I bid goodnight Aiax commands the guard to tend on you Hect. Thanks and goodnight to the Greeks general Men. Goodnight my Lord. Hect. Goodnight sweet Lord Menelaus Ther. Sweet draught sweet quoth-a sweet sinke sweet sure Achil. Goodnight and welcom both at once to those that go or tarry Aga. Goodnight Achil. Old Nestor tarries and you too Diomed Keepe Hector company an houre or two Dio. I cannot Lord I haue important businesse The tide whereof is now goodnight great Hector Hect. Giue me your hand Vlys Follow his Torch he goes to Chalcas Tent I le keepe you company Troy Sweet sir you honour me Hect. And so good night Achil. Come come enter my Tent. Exeunt Ther. That same Diomed's a false-hearted Rogue a most vniust Knaue I will no more trust him when hee leeres then I will a Serpent when he hisses he will spend his mouth promise like Brabler the Hound but when he performes Astronomers foretell it that it is prodigious there will come some change the Sunne borrowes of the Moone when Diomed keepes his word I will rather leaue to see Hector then not to dogge him they say he keepes a Troyan Drab and vses the Traitour Chalcas his Tent. I le after Nothing but Letcherie All incontinent Varlets Exeunt Enter Diomed. Dio. What are you vp here ho speake Chal. Who cals Dio. Diomed Chalcas I thinke wher 's you Daughter Chal. She comes to you Enter Troylus and Vlisses Vlis Stand where the Torch may not discouer vs. Enter Cressid Troy Cressid comes forth to him Dio. How now my charge Cres Now my sweet gardian harke a word with you Troy Yea so familiar Vlis She will sing any man at first sight Ther. And any man may finde her if he can take her life she 's noted Dio. Will you remember Cal. Remember yes Dio. Nay but doe then and let your minde be coupled with your words Troy What should she remember Vlis List Cres Sweete hony Greek tempt me no more to folly Ther. Roguery Dio. Nay then Cres I le tell you what Dio. Fo fo come tell a pin you are a forsworne Cres In faith I cannot what would you haue me do Ther. A iugling tricke to be secretly open Dio. What did you sweare you would bestow on me Cres I prethee do not hold me to mine oath Bid me doe not any thing but that sweete Greeke Dio. Good night Troy Hold patience Vlis How now Troian Cres Diomed. Dio. No no good night I le be your foole no more Troy Thy better must Cres Harke one word in your eare Troy O plague and madnesse Vlis You are moued Prince let vs depart I pray you Lest your displeasure should enlarge it selfe To wrathfull tearmes this place is dangerous The time right deadly I beseech you goe Troy Behold I pray you Vlis Nay good my Lord goe off You flow to great distraction come my Lord Troy I pray thee stay Vlis You haue not patience come Troy I pray you stay by hell and hell torments I will not speake a word Dio. And so good night Cres Nay but you part in anger Troy Doth that grieue thee O withered truth Vlis Why how now Lord Troy By Ioue I will be patient Cres Gardian why Greeke Dio. Fo fo adew you palter Cres In faith I doe not come hither once againe Vlis You shake my Lord at something will you goe you will breake out Troy She stroakes his cheeke Vlis Come come Troy Nay stay by Ioue I will not speake a word There is betweene my will and all offences A guard of patience stay a little while Ther. How the diuell Luxury with his fat rumpe and potato finger tickles these together frye lechery frye Dio. But will you then Cres In faith I will lo neuer trust
your way His Tale pronounc'd shall bury His Reasons with his Body Auf. Say no more Heere come the Lords Enter the Lords of the City All Lords You are most welcome home Auff I haue not deseru'd it But worthy Lords haue you with heede perused What I haue written to you All. We haue 1. Lord. And greeue to heare 't What faults he made before the last I thinke Might haue sound easie Fines But there to end Where he was to begin and giue away The benefit of our Leuies answering vs With our owne charge making a Treatie where There was a yeelding this admits no excuse Auf. He approaches you shall heare him Enter Coriolanus marching with Drumme and Colours The Commoners being with him Corio Haile Lords I am return'd your Souldier No more infected with my Countries loue Then when I parted hence but still subsisting Vnder your great Command You are to know That prosperously I haue attempted and With bloody passage led your Warres euen to The gates of Rome Our spoiles we haue brought home Doth more then counterpoize a full third part The charges of the Action We haue made peace With no lesse Honor to the Antiates Then shame to th' Romaines And we heere deliuer Subscrib'd by ' th' Consuls and Patricians Together with the Seale a' th Senat what We haue compounded on Auf. Read it not Noble Lords But tell the Traitor in the highest degree He hath abus'd your Powers Corio Traitor How now Auf. I Traitor Martius Corio Martius Auf. I Martius Caius Martius Do'st thou thinke I le grace thee with that Robbery thy stolne name Coriolanus in Corioles You Lords and Heads a' th' State perfidiously He ha's betray'd your businesse and giuen vp For certaine drops of Salt your City Rome I say your City to his Wife and Mother Breaking his Oath and Resolution like A twist of rotten Silke neuer admitting Counsaile a' th' warre But at his Nurses teares He whin'd and roar'd away your Victory That Pages blush'd at him and men of heart Look'd wond'ring each at others Corio Hear'st thou Mars Auf. Name not the God thou boy of Teares Corio Ha Aufid No more Corio Measurelesse Lyar thou hast made my heart Too great for what containes it Boy Oh Slaue Pardon me Lords 't is the first time that euer I was forc'd to scoul'd Your iudgments my graue Lords Must giue this Curre the Lye and his owne Notion Who weares my stripes imprest vpon him that Must beare my beating to his Graue shall ioyne To thrust the Lye vnto him 1 Lord. Peace â—oth and heare me speake Corio Cut me to peeces Volces men and Lads Staine all your edges on me Boy false Hound If you haue writ your Annales true 't is there That like an Eagle in a Doue-coat I Flatter'd your Volcians in Corioles Alone I did it Boy Auf. Why Noble Lords Will you be put in minde of his blinde Fortune Which was your shame by this vnholy Braggart 'Fore your owne eyes and eares All Consp Let him dye for 't All People Teare him to peeces do it presently He kill'd my Sonne my daughter he kill'd my Cosine Marcus he kill'd my Father 2 Lord. Peace hoe no outrage peace The man is Noble and his Fame folds in This Orbe o' th' earth His last offences to vs Shall haue Iudicious hearing Stand Auffidius And trouble not the peace Corio O that I had him with six Auffidiusses or more His Tribe to vse my lawfull Sword Auf. Insolent Villaine All Consp Kill kill kill kill kill him Draw both the Conspirators and kils Martius who falles Auffidius stands on him Lords Hold hold hold hold Auf. My Noble Masters heare me speake 1. Lord. O Tullus 2. Lord. Thou hast done a deed whereat Valour will weepe 3. Lord. Tread not vpon him Masters all be quiet Put vp your Swords Auf. My Lords When you shall know as in this Rage Prouok'd by him you cannot the great danger Which this mans life did owe you you 'l reioyce That he is thus cut off Please it your Honours To call me to your Senate I le deliuer My selfe your loyall Seruant or endure Your heauiest Censure 1. Lord. Beare from hence his body And mourne you for him Let him be regarded As the most Noble Coarse that euer Herald Did follow to his Vrne 2. Lord. His owne impatience Takes from Auffidius a great part of blame Let 's make the Best of it Auf. My Rage is gone And I am strucke with sorrow Take him vp Helpe three a' th' cheefest Souldiers I le be one Beate thou the Drumme that it speake mournfully Traile your steele Pikes Though in this City hee Hath widdowed and vnchilded many a one Which to this houre bewaile the Iniury Yet he shall haue a Noble Memory Assist Exeunt bearing the Body of Martius A dead March Sounded FINIS The Lamentable Tragedy of Titus Andronicus Actus Primus Scoena Prima Flourish Enter the Tribunes and Senators aloft And then enter Saturninus and his Followers at one doore and Bassianus and his Followers at the other with Drum Colours Saturninus NOble Patricians Patrons of my right Defend the iustice of my Cause with Armes And Countrey-men my louing Followers Pleade my Successiue Title with your Swords I was the first-borne Sonne that was the last That wore the Imperiall Diadem of Rome Then let my Fathers Honours liue in me Nor wrong mine Age with this indignitie Bassianus Romaines Friends Followers Fauourers of my Right If euer Bassianus Caesars Sonne Were gracious in the eyes of Royall Rome Keepe then this passage to the Capitoll And suffer not Dishonour to approach Th' Imperiall Seate to Vertue consecrate To Iustice Continence and Nobility But let Desert in pure Election shine And Romanes fight for Freedome in your Choice Enter Marcus Andronicus aloft with the Crowne Princes that striue by Factions and by Friends Ambitiously for Rule and Empery Know that the people of Rome for whom we stand A speciall Party haue by Common voyce In Election for the Romane Emperie Chosen Andronicus Sur-named Pious For many good and great deserts to Rome A Nobler man a brauer Warriour Liues not this day within the City Walles He by the Senate is accited home From weary Warres against the barbarous Gothes That with his Sonnes a terror to our Foes Hath yoak'd a Nation strong train'd vp in Armes Ten yeares are spent since first he vndertooke This Cause of Rome and chasticed with Armes Our Enemies pride Fiue times he hath return'd Bleeding to Rome bearing his Valiant Sonnes In Coffins from the Field And now at last laden with Honours Spoyles Returnes the good Andronicus to Rome Renowned Titus flourishing in Armes Let vs intreat by Honour of his Name Whom worthily you would haue now succeede And in the Capitoll and Senates right Whom you pretend to Honour and Adore That you withdraw you and abate your Strength Dismisse your Followers and as Suters should Pleade your Deserts in Peace and Humblenesse Saturnine How
it growes Poet. I that 's well knowne But what particular Rarity What strange Which manifold record not matches see Magicke of Bounty all these spirits thy power Hath coniur'd to attend I know the Merchant Pain I know them both th' others a Ieweller Mer. O 't is a worthy Lord. Iew. Nay that 's most fixt Mer. A most incomparable man breath'd as it were To an vntyreable and continuate goodnesse He passes Iew. I haue a Iewell heere Mer. O pray let 's see 't For the Lord Timon sir Iewel If he will touch the estimate But for that Poet. When we for recompence haue prais'd the vild It staines the glory in that happy Verse Which aptly sings the good Mer. 'T is a good forme Iewel And rich heere is a Water looke ye Pain You are rapt sir in some worke some Dedication to the great Lord. Poet. A thing slipt idlely from me Our Poesie is as a Gowne which vses From whence 't is nourisht the fire i' th' Flint Shewes not till it be strooke our gentle flame Prouokes it selfe and like the currant flyes Each bound it chases What haue you there Pain A Picture sir when comes your Booke forth Poet. Vpon the heeles of my presentment sir Let 's see your peece Pain 'T is a good Peece Poet. So 't is this comes off well and excellent Pain Indifferent Poet. Admirable How this grace Speakes his owne standing what a mentall power This eye shootes forth How bigge imagination Moues in this Lip to th' dumbnesse of the gesture One might interpret Pain It is a pretty mocking of the life Heere is a touch Is' t good Poet. I will say of it It Tutors Nature Artificiall strife Liues in these toutches liuelier then life Enter certaine Senators Pain How this Lord is followed Poet. The Senators of Athens happy men Pain Looke moe Po. You see this confluence this great flood of visitors I haue in this rough worke shap'd out a man Whom this beneath world doth embrace and hugge With amplest entertainment My free drift Halts not particularly but moues it selfe In a wide Sea of wax no leuell'd malice Infects one comma in the course I hold But flies an Eagle flight bold and forth on Leauing no Tract behinde Pain How shall I vnderstand you Poet. I will vnboult to you You see how all Conditions how all Mindes As well of glib and slipp'ry Creatures as Of Graue and austere qualitie tender downe Their seruices to Lord Timon his large Fortune Vpon his good and gracious Nature hanging Subdues and properties to his loue and tendance All sorts of hearts yea from the glasse-fac'd Flatterer To Apemantus that few things louesâ— better Then to abhorre himselfe euen hee drops downe The knee before him and returnes in peace Most rich in Timons nod Pain I saw them speake together Poet. Sir I haue vpon a high and pleasant hill Feign'd Fortune to be thron'd The Base o' th' Mount Is rank'd with all deserts all kinde of Natures That labour on the bosome of this Sphere To propagate their states among'st them all Whose eyes are on this Soueraigne Lady fixt One do I personate of Lord Timons frame Whom Fortune with her Iuory hand wafts to her Whose present grace to present slaues and seruants Translates his Riuals Pain 'T is conceyu'd to scope This Throne this Fortune and this Hill me thinkes With one man becken'd from the rest below Bowing his head against the steepy Mount To climbe his happinesse would be well exprest In our Condition Poet. Nay Sir but heare me on All those which were his Fellowes but of late Some better then his valew on the moment Follow his strides his Lobbies fill with tendance Raine Sacrificiall whisperings in his eare Make Sacred euen his styrrop and through him Drinke the free Ayre Pain I marry what of these Poet. When Fortune in her shift and change of mood Spurnes downe her late beloued all his Dependants Which labour'd after him to the Mountaines top Euen on their knees and hand let him sit downe Not one accompanying his declining foot Pain T is common A thousand morall Paintings I can shew That shall demonstrate these quicke blowes of Fortunes More pregnantly then words Yet you do well To shew Lord Timon that meane eyes haue seene The foot aboue the head Trumpets sound Enter Lord Timon addressing himselfe curteously to euery Sutor Tim. Imprison'd is he say you Mes I my good Lord fiue Talents is his debt His meanes most short his Creditors most straite Your Honourable Letter he desires To those haue shut him vp which failing Periods his comfort Tim. Noble Ventidius well I am not of that Feather to shake off My Friend when he must neede me I do know him A Gentleman that well deserues a helpe Which he shall haue I le pay the debt and free him Mes Your Lordship euer bindes him Tim. Commend me to him I will send his ransome And being enfranchized bid him come to me 'T is not enough to helpe the Feeble vp But to support him after Fare you well Mes All happinesse to your Honor. Exit Enter an old Athenian Oldm. Lord Timon heare me speake Tim. Freely good Father Oldm. Thou hast a Seruant nam'd Lucilius Tim. I haue so What of him Oldm. Most Noble Timon call the man before thee Tim. Attends he heere or no Lucillius Luc. Heere at your Lordships seruice Oldm. This Fellow heere L. Timon this thy Creature By night frequents my house I am a man That from my first haue beene inclin'd to thrift And my estate deserues an Heyre more rais'd Then one which holds a Trencher Tim. Well what further Old One onely Daughter haue I no Kin else On whom I may conferre what I haue got The Maid is faire a' th' youngest for a Bride And I haue bred her at my deerest cost In Qualities of the best This man of thine Attempts her loue I prythee Noble Lord Ioyne with me to forbid him her resort My selfe haue spoke in vaine Tim. The man is honest Oldm. Therefore he will be Timon His honesty rewards him in it selfe It must not beare my Daughter Tim. Does she loue him Oldm. She is yong and apt Our owne precedent passions do instruct vs What leuities in youth Tim. Loue you the Maid Luc. I my good Lord and she accepts of it Oldm. If in her Marriage my consent be missing I call the Gods to witnesse I will choose Mine heyre from forth the Beggers of the world And dispossesse her all Tim. How shall she be endowed If she be mated with an equall Husband Oldm. Three Talents on the present in future all Tim. This Gentleman of mine Hath seru'd me long To build his Fortune I will straine a little For 't is a Bond in men Giue him thy Daughter What you bestow in him I le counterpoize And make him weigh with her Oldm. Most Noble Lord Pawne me to this your Honour she is his Tim. My hand to thee Mine Honour on
countenance more in sorrow then in anger Ham. Pale or red Hor. Nay very pale Ham. And fixt his eyes vpon you Hor. Most constantly Ham. I would I had beene there Hor. It would haue much amaz'd you Ham. Very like very like staid it long Hor. While one with moderate hast might tell a hundred All. Longer longer Hor. Not when I saw 't Ham. His Beard was grisly no. Hor. It was as I haue seene it in his life A Sable Siluer'd Ham. I le watch to Night perchance 't will wake againe Hor. I warrant you it will Ham. If it assume my noble Fathers person I le speake to it though Hell it selfe should gape And bid me hold my peace I pray you all If you haue hitherto conceald this sight Let it bee treble in your silence still And whatsoeuer els shall hap to night Giue it an vnderstanding but no tongue I will requite your loues so fare ye well Vpon the Platforme twixt eleuen and twelue I le visit you All. Our duty to your Honour Exeunt Ham. Your loue as mine to you farewell My Fathers Spirit in Armes All is not well I doubt some foule play would the Night were come Till then sit still my soule foule deeds will rise Though all the earth orewhelm them to mens eies Exit Scena Tertia Enter Laertes and Ophelia Laer. My necessaries are imbark't Farewell And Sister as the Winds giue Benefit And Conuoy is assistant doe not sleepe But let me heare from you Ophel Doe you doubt that Laer. For Hamlet and the trifling of his fauours Hold it a fashion and a toy in Bloud A Violet in the youth of Primy Nature Froward not permanent sweet not lasting The suppliance of a minute No more Ophel No more but so Laer. Thinke it no more For nature cressant does not grow alone In thewes and Bulke but as his Temple waxes The inward seruice of the Minde and Soule Growes wide withall Perhaps he loues you now And now no soyle nor cautell doth besmerch The vertue of his feare but you must feare His greatnesse weigh'd his will is not his owne For hee himselfe is subiect to his Birth Hee may not as vnuallued persons doe Carue for himselfe for on his choyce depends The sanctity and health of the weole State And therefore must his choyce be circumscrib'd Vnto the voyce and yeelding of that Body Whereof he is the Head Then if he sayes he loues you It fits your wisedome so farre to beleeue it As he in his peculiar Sect and force May giue his saying deed which is no further Then the maine voyce of Denmarke goes withall Then weigh what losse your Honour may sustaine If with too credent eare you list his Songs Or lose your Heart or your chast Treasure open To his vnmastred importunity Feare it Ophelia feare it my deare Sister And keepe within the reare of your Affection Out of the shot and danger of Desire The chariest Maid is Prodigall enough If she vnmaske her beauty to the Moone Vertue it selfe scapes not calumnious stroakes The Canker Galls the Infants of the Spring Too oft before the buttons be disclos'd And in the Morne and liquid dew of Youth Contagious blastments are most imminent Be wary then best safety lies in feare Youth to it selfe rebels though none else neere Ophe. I shall th' effect of this good Lesson keepe As watchmen to my heart but good my Brother Doe not as some vngracious Pastors doe Shew me the steepe and thorny way to Heauen Whilst like a puft and recklesse Libertine Himselfe the Primrose path of dalliance treads And reaks not his owne reade Laer. Oh feare me not Enter Polonius I stay too long but here my Father comes A double blessing is a double grace Occasion smiles vpon a second leaue Polon Yet heere Laertes Aboord aboord for shame The winde sits in the shoulder of your saile And you are staid for there my blessing with you And these few Precepts in thy memory See thou Character Giue thy thoughts no tongue Nor any vnproportion'd thought his Act Be thou familiar but by no meanes vulgar The friends thou hast and their adoption tride Grapple them to thy Soule with hoopes of Steele But doe not dull thy palme with entertainment Of each vnhatch't vnfledg'd Comrade Beware Of entrance to a quarrell but being in Bear 't that th' opposed may beware of thee Giue euery man thine eare but few thy voyce Take each mans censure but reserue thy iudgement Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy But not exprest in fancie rich not gawdies For the Apparell oft proclaimes the man And they in France of the best ranck and station Are of a most select and generous cheff in that Neither a borrower nor a lender be For lone oft loses both it selfe and friend And borrowing duls the edge of Husbandry This aboue all to thine owne selfe be true And it must follow as the Night the Day Thou canst not then be false to any man Farewell my Blessing season this in thee Laer. Most humbly doe I take my leaue my Lord. Polon The time inuites you goe your seruants tend Laer. Farewell Ophelia and remember well What I haue said to you Ophe. T is in my memory lockt And you your selfe shall keepe the key of it Laer. Farewell Exit Laer. Polon What i st Ophelia he hath said to you Ophe. So please you somthing touching the L. Hamlet Polon Marry well bethought T is told me he hath very oft of late Giuen priuate time to you and you your selfe Haue of your audience beene most free and bounteous If it be so as so t is put on me And that in way of caution I must tell you You doe not vnderstand your selfe so cleerely As it behoues my Daughter and your Honour What is betweene you giue me vp the truth Ophe. He hath my Lord of late made many tenders Of his affection to me Polon Affection puh You speake like a greene Girle Vnsifted in such perillous Circumstance Doe you beleeue his tenders as you call them Ophe. I do not know my Lord what I should thinke Polon Marry I le teach you thinke your selfe a Baby That you haue tane his tenders for true pay Which are not starling Tender your selfe more dearly Or not to crack the winde of the poore Phrase Roaming it thus you 'l tender me a foole Ophe. My Lord he hath importun'd me with loue In honourable fashion Polon I fashion you may call it go too go too Ophe. And hath giuen countenance to his speech My Lord with all the vowes of Heauen Polon I Springes to catch Woodcocks I doe know When the Bloud burnes how Prodigall the Soule Giues the tongue vowes these blazes Daughter Giuing more light then heate extinct in both Euen in their promise as it is a making You must not take for fire For this time Daughter Be somewhat scanter of your Maiden presence Set your entreatments at a higher rate Then a command to