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A03244 The rape of Lucrece a true Roman tragedie. With the seuerall songes in their apt places, by Valerius, the merrie lord amongst the Roman peeres. Acted by her Majesties Seruants at the Red-Bull, neere Clarken-well. Written by Thomas Heywood. Heywood, Thomas, d. 1641. 1608 (1608) STC 13360; ESTC S106206 43,477 78

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Helpe helpe Sex These cushens first shall stop thy breath If thou but shreekest harke how I le frame thy death Luc. The death I care not so I keepe vnstaind The vnceaz'd honour I haue yet maintaind Sex Thou canst keepe neither for if thou but squeechest Or lest the least harsh noise Iarre in my eare I le broach thee on my steele that done straite murder One of thy basest Groomes and lay you both Graspt arme in arme on thy adulterate bed Then call in witnes of that mechall sinne So shalt thou die thy death be scandalous Thy name be odious thy suspected body Denide all funerall rites and louing Colatine Shall hate thee euen in death then saue all this and to thy fortunes adde another friend Giue thy feares comfort and these torments end Lucr. I le die first and yet heare me oh as y' are noble If all your gratious and best generous thoughts Be not exilde your heart pittie oh pittie The Vertues of a woman marre not that Cannot be made againe this once defilde Not all the Ocean waues can purifie Or wash my staine away you seeke to That which the radiant splender of the Sunne Cannot make bright againe behold my teares Oh thinke them pearled drops destilled from the heart Of soule chaste Lucrece thinke them Orators To pleade the cause of absent Colatine your friend and kinsman Sex Tush I am obdure Luc. Then make my name pure keepe my body pure Oh Prince of Princes doe but weigh your sinne Thinke how much I shall loose how small you winne I loose my honour of my name and blood Lost Romes imperiall Crowne cannot make good You win the worlds shame all good mens hate Oh who would pleasure buy at such deere rate Nor can you tearme it pleasure for what 's sweet Where force hate iarre and contention meete Weigh but for what t is that you vrge me still To gaine a womans loue against her will You le but repent such wrong done a chaste wife and think that labour 's not worth all your strife Cursse your hot lust say you haue wrongd your friends But all the world cannot make me amends I tooke you for a friend wrong not my trust But let these chast tearmes quench your fiery lust S●. No those moist teares contending with my fire Quench not my heate but make it climbe more higher I le drag thee hence Lucr. Oh! Sex If thou raise these cries lodg'd in thy slaughtered arms some base Groome dies And Rome that hath thy name admired so long Shal blot thy death with scandal from my tung Lucr Ioue garde my innocence Sex Lucrece thar' t mine In spight of Ioue all the powers diuine He beares her out Enter a Seruingman Ser. What 's a clocke tro my Lord bad me be earely ready with his Gelding for he would ride betimes in the morning now had I rather be vp an houre before my time then a minute after for my Lord will bee so infinitely eangrie if I but ouer sleepe my selfe a moment that I had better bee out of my life then in his displeasure but soft some of my Lord Colatines men lye in the next chamber I care not if I call them vp for it growes towards day what Pompy Pompy Clo. Who is that cal's Ser. T is I Clow. Whos 's that my Lord Sextus his man what a poxe make you vp before day Ser. I would haue the key of the Gate to come at my Lords horse in the stable Clo. I wold my Lord Sextus you were both in the hayloft for Pompy can take none of his naturall rest amongst you here 's eine Ostler rise giue my horse another pecke of hay Ser. Nay good Pompy helpe me to the Key of the stable Clow. Well Pompy was borne to doe Rome good in beeing so kinde to the young Princes Gelding but if for my kindenesse in giuing him Pease and Oates hee should kick mee I should scarse say god a mercie horse but come I le goe with thee to the stable Exeunt Enter Sextus Lucrece vnready Sex Nay weepe not sweete what 's done is past recall Call not thy name in question by this sorrow Which yet is without blemish what hath past Is hid from the worldes eye and only priuate Twixt vs faire Lucrece pull not on my head The wrath of Rome if I haue done thee wrong Loue was the cause thy fame is without blot And thou in Sextus hast a true friend got Nay sweete looke vp thou only hast my hart I must be gone Lucrece a kisse and part Lu. Oh! She flings from him and Exit Sex No peuish dame farwell then be the bruter Of thy owne shame which Tarquin would conceales I am armd against all can come let mischiefe frown With all his terror armd with ominous fates To all their spleenes a welcome I le affoord With this bold hart strong hand and my good sword Exit Enter Brutus Valerius Horatius Arnus Sceuola Colatine Bru. What so early Valer. and your voyce not vp yet thou wast wont to be my Lark and raise me with thy early notes Val. I was neuer so hard set yet my Lord but I had euer a fit of mirth for my friend Bru. Prethee let 's heare it then whilst we may for I deuine thy musique and my madnes are both short liu'd we shall haue somewhat else to doe ere long we hope Valerius Hora. Ioue send it Bru. Horatius Me thinks our warres goe not wel forward Horatius we haue greater Enimies to bustle with then the Ardeans if we durst but front them Horatius Hor. Would it were come to fronting Bru. Then we married men should haue the aduantage of the batchelers Horatius especially such as haue reuelling wiues those that can caper in the Citty while their husbands are in the Camp Collat why are you so sad the thought of this shold not trouble you hauing a Luc to your bedfellow Colla. My Lord I know no cause of discontent yet can not I be merry Aru. I should be frolique if my brother were but returnd to the Camp and in good time behould Prince Sextus Omnes Health to our generall Sex Thank you Br. Wil you suruey your forces giue order for a present assault your soldiers long to be tugging with the Ardeās Sex No Col. Haue you seene Lucretia my Lord how fares shee Sex Well I le to my Tent Arn. Why how now what 's the matter brother Exeunt the brothers Bru. Thank you No well I le to my Tent get thee to thy Tent a coward goe with thee if thou hast no more spirit to a speedy encounter Vale. Shall I goe after him and know the cause of his discontent Sce. Or I my Lord Bru. Neither to pursue a foole in his humour is the next way to make him more humerous I le not be guiltie of his folly Thank you no before I wish him health agen when he is sicke of the sullens may
my selfe being but a stripling then to go to it at these yeares flesh and bloud cannot endure it I shall euen spoile one of the best faces in Rome with crying at your vnkindnes Lucr. I ha done see if you can spy your Lord returning from the Court and giue me notice what strangers he brings home with him Enter Collatine Valerius Horatius Sceuola Clowne Yes I le go but see kind man he saues me a labour Collatine Faire Lucrece I ha brought these Lords from Court To feast with thee sirra prepare vs dinner Lucrece My Lord is welcom so are all his friends the newes at Court Lords Hor. Madam strange newes Prince Sextus by the enemies of Rome Was nobly vsde and made their Generall Twice hath he met his father in the field And foild him by the warlick Gabines aid But how hath he rewarded that braue Nation That in his great disgrace supported him I le tell you Madam he since the last battell Sent to his father a close messenger To be receiu'd to grace withall demanding What he should doe with those his enemies Great Tarquin from his son receiues this newes Being walking in his Garden when the messenger Importunde him for answere the proud king Lops with his wand the heads of poppies off And saies no more with this vncertain answere The messenger to Sextus back returnes who questions of his fathers words lookes gesture He tels him what the hawty speechles King Did to the heads of poppies which bold Sextus Straight apprehends cuts off the great mens heads And hauing lest the Gabines without Gouernors Flies to his father and this day is welcom'd For this his trayterous seruice by the King With all due solemne honours to the Court Sceuo. Curtesie strangely requited this none but the sonne of Tarquin would euer haue enterpris'de Vale. I like it I applaud it this will come to somwhat in the end when heauen has cast vp his account some of them will be cald to a hard reckoning Colla. Leaue all to heauen Enter Clowne Clow. My Lords the best plum poredge in all Rome cooles for your honors dinner is piping hot vpō the table if you make not the more hast you are like to haue but cold cheare the cook hath done his part ther 's not a dish vpō the dresser but he has made smoake for you if you haue good stomackes and come not in while the meat is hot you 'le make hunger and cold meet together Col. My man 's a Rhetorician I can tell you And this conceit is fluent Enter Lords You must be Lucrece guests and she is scant In nothing for such princes must not want Exeunt Manet Valerius Clowne Clow. My Lord Valerius I haue euen a suit to your honour I ha not the power to part from you without a relish a note a tone we must get an aire betwixt vs Valer. Thy meaning Clo. Nothing but this Iohn for the king has bin in many ballads Iohn for the king downe dino Iohn for the king has eaten many sallats Iohn for the king sings hey ho Valer. Thou wouldst haue a song wouldst thou not Clow. And be euerlastingly bound to your honour I am now forsaking the world and the Diuill and somewhat leaning towards the flesh if you could but teach me how to choose a wench fit for my stature and complection I should rest yours in all good offices Valer. I le do that for thee what 's thy name Clow. My name sir is Pompie Valer. Well then attend He sings The seuenth song Pompie I will shew thee the waie to know A daintie dapper wench First see her all bare let her skin be rare And be toucht with no part of the french Let her eie be cleare and her brow seuere Her eie-brows thin and fine But if she be a punke and loue to be drunke Then keep her still from the wine Let her stature be mean her body cleane Thou canst not choose but like her But see she ha good clothes with a faire Romane nose For that 's the signe of a striker Let her legs be small but not vs'd to sprall Her tongue not too lowd nor cocket Let her armes be strong and her fingers long But not vs'd to diue in a pocket Let her body be long and her backe be strong With a soft lip that entangles With an iuory brest and her haire well drest Without goldlace or spangles Let her foot be small cleane legd withall Her apparell not too gaudy And one that hath not bin in no house of sin Nor place that hath beene baudy Clo. But gods me I am trifling heere with thee dinner cooles o' th table I am cald to my attendance oh my sweet Lord Valerius Exeunt Sennat Enter Tarquin Porsenna Tullia Sextus Aruns. Tarquin Next king Porsenna whom we tender deerely Welcome yong Sextus thou hast to our yoake Supprest the necke of a proud nation The warlike Gauines enemies to Rome Sextus It was my duty royall Emperour The duty of a subiect and a son We at our mothers intercession likewise Are now aton'd with Aruns whō we here receiue into our bosom Tul. This is done like a kind brother and a naturall son Ar. VVe enterchange a royall heart with Sextus graft vs in your loue Tarq. Now king Porsenna welcome once more to Tarquin and to Rome Por. VVe are proud of your aliance and Rome is ours And we are Romes this our religious league Shall be caru'd firme in characters of brasse And liue for euer to succeeding times Tar. It shall Porsenna now this leagues establisht We will proceede in our determinde warres To bring the neighbor Nations vnder vs Our purpose is to make young Sextus Generall Of all our army who hath prou'd his fortunes And found them full of fauour wee le begin With strong Ardea ha you giuen in charge To assemble all our Captaines take muster of our strōg army Aruns. That busines is dispatcht Sextus Wee ha likewise sent for all our best commanders to take charge According to their merit Lord Valerius Lord Brutus Cocles Mutius Sceuola And Collatine to make due preparation of such a gallant siege Tarq. This day you shall set forward Sextus go And let vs see your army march along Before this King and vs that we may view The puissance of our host prepar'd already To lay high reard Ardea waste and lowe Sex I shall my liege Tul. Aruns associate him Ar. Ariuall with my brother in his honors Exeunt Aruns Sextus Tar. Porsenna shall be the strength of Rome And bodie of the Camp vnder the charge Of two braue Princes to lay hostile siege Against the strongest citie that withstands The all commanding Tarquin Porsen. T is an obiect to please Porsennaes Eie Soft March Lucret. The host is now vpon his march You from this place may see The pride of all the Romain chiualry Sextus Aruns Brutus Collatine Valerius Sceuola Cocles with
Some tractable but some that none can winne Such as are vertuous Gold nor wealth can moue Some vicious of themselues are prone to loue Some Grapes are sweete and in the Gardens grow Others vnprunde turne wild neglected so The purest oare containes both Gold and drosse The one all gaine the other nought but losse The one disgrace reproch and scandall taints The other angels and sweete featurde saints Colla. Such is my vertuous Lucrece Ar. Yet for her vertue not comparable to the wife of Aruns Col And why may not mine be rāckt with the most vertuous Hor. I would put in for a lot but 1000 to one I shall draw but a blancke Vale. I should not shew I lou'd my wife not to take her part in her absence I hold her inferior to none Aruns. Saue mine Vale. No not to her Brut. Oh this were a braue controuersie for a Iury of weomen to arbitrate Col. I le hazard all my fortunes on the vertues Of diuine Lucrece shall we try them thus It is now dead of night le ts mount our steeds Within this two houres we may reach to Rome And to our houses all come vnpreparde And vnexpected by our hy praisd wines She of them al that we finde best imploid Deuoted and most huswife exercised Let her be held most vertuous and her husband Win by the wager a good horse and armour Ar. A hand on that Vale. Here 's a helping hand to that bargaine Hor. But Shal we to horse without circumstance Sce. Sceuola will be mounted with the first Sext. Then moūt Cleuall Brutus this night take you the charge of the army I le see the triall of this wager 't would do me good to see some of them find their wiues in the armes of their louers they are so confident in their vertues Brutus wee le enterchange good night within be thou but as prouident ore the army as we if our horses faile not expeditious in our iorney horse horse horse Exeunt Enter Lucrece and her two maids Luc. But one houre more you shall all to rest Now that your Lord is absent from this house And that the Masters eie is from his charge We must be carefull and with prouidence Guide his domestick busines we ha now Giuen ore all feasting and leaud reuelling Which ill becomes the house whose Lo is absent We banish all excesse til his returne In feare of whom my soule doth daily mourne 1. Madam so please you to repose your selfe Within your Chamber leaue vs to our taskes We will not loiter though you take your rest Lu. Not so you shall not ouerwatch your selues Longer then I wake with you for it fits Good huswifes when their husbands are frō home To ey their seruants labors and in care And the true manage of his houshold state Earliest to rise and to be vp most late Since all his busines he commits to me I le be his faithfull steward til the camp Dissolue and he returne thus wiues should doe In absence of their Lords be husband too 2. Madam the L. Turnus his mā was thrice for you here to haue entreated you home to supper he saies his L. takes it vnkindly he could not haue your company Lu. To please a louing husband I le offend The loue and patience of my dearest friend Me thinkes his purpose was vnreasonable To draw me in my husbands absence forth To feast and banquet t would haue ill becomd me To ha left the charge of such a spacious house without both L. Mistres I am opiniond thus wiues should not stray Out of their dores their husbāds being away L. Turnus shal excuse me 1 Maid Pray Madam set me right into my worke Being abroad I may forget the charge Lucrece Imposde me by my L. or be compeld To stay out late which were my husband here Might be without distast but he from hence Which late a broad there can no excuse dispence Here take your worke againe a while proceede And then to bed for whilst you sow I le read Enter Sextus Aruns Valerius Collatine Horatius Sceuola Aruns. I would haue hazsarded all my hopes my wife had not beene so late a reuelling Vale. Nor mine at this time of night a gamboling Hor. They weare so much corke vnder their heeles they cānot choose but loue to caper Sce. Nothing does me good but that if my wife were watching all theirs were wantoning and if I halost none can brag of their winnings Sex Now Collatine to yours either Lucrece must bee better imploid then the rest or you content to haue her vertues ranckt with the rest Colla. I am pleasd Hor. Soft soft le ts steale vpon her as vpon the rest lest hauing some watchword at our ariual we may giue her notice to be better prepar'd nay by your leaue Collatine wee l limit you no aduātage Colla. See Lords thus Lucrece reuels with her maids In stead of Riot quaffing the practise of hy laualties to the rauishing sound of chambring musique she like a good huswife Is teaching of her husband sundry chares Lucrece Lu. My L. husband welcom 10 times welcom Is it to see your Lucrece you thus late Ha with your persons so hazard left the camp And trusted to the danger of a night so darke and full of horror Aruns. Lords all 's lost Hor. By Ioue I le buy my wife a wheele and make her spin for this trick Sce. If I make not mine learne to liue by the prick of her needle for this I me no Roman Col. Sweete wife salute these Lords thy continence Hath won thy husbād a Barbarian horse a rich cote of armes Lucrece O pardon me the ioy to see my Lord Tooke from me all respect of their degrees The richest entertainment liues with vs According to the houre and the prouision Of a poore wife in the absence of her husband We prostrate to you howsoeuer meane We thus excusde Lord Collatin away We neither feast dance quaffe riot nor play Sex If one woman among so many bad may be found good If a white wench may proue a black swan it is Lucrece her beauty hath relation to her vertue and her vertue correspondence to her beautie and in both she is fellowlesse Colla. Lords wil you yeeld the wager Aruns Stay the wager was as well which of our wiues was fairest too it stretcht aswell to their beautie as to their continence who shall iudge that Hor. That can none of vs because we are all parties let Prince Sextus determin it who hath bin with vs and bin an ey witnesse of their beauties Vale. Agreed Sce. I am pleasd with the censure of P. Sextus Aruns. So are wee all Colla. I commit my Lucrece wholly to the censure of Sextus Sex And Sextus commits him wholy to the dispose of Lucr I loue the Lady and her grace desire Nor can my loue wrong what my thought admire Aruns no question but your wife is chaste And thrifty but this
Lady knowes no wast Valerius yours is modest something faire Her Grace and beautie are without compare Thine Mutius well dispos'd and of good feature But the world yeelds not so diuine a creature Horatius thine a smug lasse and gract well But amongst all bright Lucrece doth excel Then our impertiall harts iudging eies This verdit giues faire Lucrece wins the prise Col. Then Lords you are indebted to me a horse and armour Omnes We yee'd it Lu. Wil you taste such welcom Lords as a poore vnprouided house can yeeld Sex Gramercie Lucrece no we must this night sleepe by Ardea walles Lu. I but my Lords I hope my Collatine will not so leaue his Lucrece Sex He must we haue but idled from the Camp to try a merry wager about their wiues and t is the hazard of the kings displeasure should any man be missing from his charge the powers that gouern Rome make diuine Luc for euer happy goodnight Lucr Will not my husband repose this night with vs Hor. Lucrece shall pardon him we ha tooke our leaues of our wiues nor shall Collatine be before vs though our Ladies in other things come behind you Col. I must be swaid the ioies and the delights of many thousand nights meet all in one to make my Lucrece happy Lu. I am bound to your strict wil to each goodnight Sex To horse to horse Lucrece we cannot rest Til our hot lust imbosome in thy brest Exeunt manet Lu. Lu. With no vnkindnes we should our Lords vpbraid Husbands and Kings must alwaies be obaid Nothing saue the high busines of the slate And the charge giuen him at Ardeas siege Could ha made Collatine so much digresse From the affection that he beares his wife But subiects must excuse when kings claime power But leauing this before the charme of sleepe Cease with his downy wings vpon my eies I must go take account among my seruants Of their daies taske we must not cherish sloth No couetous thought makes me thus prouident But to shun idlenes which wise men say Begets ranck lust and vertue beats away Exit Enter Sextus Aruns Horatius Brutus Sceuola Valerius Hor. Returne to Rome now we are in the mid way to the Cāp Sex My Lords t is busines that concernes my life To morrow if we liue wee le visit thee Val. Wil Sextus enioyne me to accompany him Sce. Or me Sex Nor you nor any t is important busines And serious occurrences that call me Perhaps Lords I le commend you to your wiues Collatine shall I doe you any seruice to your Lucrece Col. Only commend me Sex What no priuat token to purchase our kind welcom Col. Would Roiall Sextus would but honor me to beare her a slight token Sex What Col. This Ring Sex As I am Royall I wil se et deliuered This Ring to Lucrece shall my loue conuey And in this gift thou dost thy bed betray To morrow we shall meete this night sweet fate May I proue welcome though a guest ingrate Exit Aruns Hee s for the city we for the campe the night makes the way tedious and melancholy prethee Valerius a merry song to beguile it He sings The ninth Song Valer. There was a yong man and a maid fell in loue Terry dery ding terry dery ding tery tery ding To get her good will he often did Terry dery ding terry dery ding langtido dillo There 's many will say and most will alow terry dery c. Ther 's nothing so good as a terry dery dery dery c. I would wish all maides before they be sicke terrie derie c. To enquire for a yong man that has a good terrie dery c. Hor. Good Valerius this has brought vs euen to the skirts of the campe enter Lords Exit Enter Sextus and Lucrece Lucr. This ring my Lord hath opt our gates to you For though I know you for a royall Prince My soueraignes sonne and friend to Collatine Without that key you had not entred here More lights and see a banquet strait prouided My loue to my deere husband shall appeare In the kind welcome that I giue his friend Sext. Not loue-sicke but loue lunatike loue-mad I am all fire impatience and my bloud Boyles on my heart with loose and sensuall thoughts Lucr. A chaire for the Prince may 't please your highnes sit Sext. Madam with you Lucr. It will become the wife of Collatine to waite vpon your trencher Sext. You shall sit behind vs at the campe we left our state We are but your guest indeed you shall not waite Her modestie hath such strong power ore me And such a reuerence hath fate giuen her brow That it appeares a kind of blasphemy To haue any wanton word harsh in her eares I cannot woe and yet I loue boue measure T is force not suite must purchase this rich treasure Luc. Your highnesse cannot taste such homely cates Sex Indeed I cannot feed but on thy face Thou art the banquet that my thoughts embrace Lucr. Knew you my Lord what free and zelous welcome We tender you your highnesse would presume Vpon your entertainement oft I many times I haue heard my husband speake of Sextus worth Extoll your worth praise your perfection I dote vpon your valor and your friendship prise next his Lucrece Sext. Oh impious lust in all things base respectles vniust Thy vertue grace and fame I must enioy Though in the purchase I all Rome destroy Madame if I be welcome as your vertue bids me presume I am Carouse to me a health vnto your husband Lucr. A womans draught my Lord to Collatine Sext. Nay you must drinke off all Lucr. Your grace must pardon the tender weaknesse of a womans braine Sext. It is to Collatine Lucr. Me thinks t would ill become the modesty Of any Romane Lady to carouse And drowne her vertues in the iuice of grapes How can I shew my loue to my husband To do his wife such wrong by too much wine I might neglect the charge of this great house Left soly to my keepe else my example Might in my seruants breed encouragement So to offend both which were pardonlesse Else to your grace I might neglect my duty And slacke obeysance to so great a guest All which being accidentall vnto wine Oh let me not so wrong my Collatine Sex We excuse you her imperfections like a torrent With violence breakes vpon me and at once Inuert and swallow all that 's good in me Preposterous fates what mischiefes you inuolue Vpon a captiue Prince left to the fury Of all grand mischiefe hath the grandame world Yet smothred such a strange abortiue wonder That from her vertues should arise my sinne I am worse then what 's most ill depriude all reason My hart all firie lust my soule all treason Lucr. My Lord I feare your health your changing brow Hath shewne so much disturbance noble Sextus Hath not your ventrous trauell from the campe Nor the moyst rawnes of these humorous night
Speake who hath wrong you Luc. Ere I speake my woe Sweare you le reuenge poore Lucrece on her foe Bru. Be his head archt with golde Hor. Be his hand armd with an imperiall Scepter Old Luc. Be he great as Tarquin throand in an imperial seat Bru. Be he no more then mortall he shall feele The vengefull edge of this victorious steele Luc. Then seate you Lords whilst I expose my wrong Father deere husband and my kinsmen Lords Heare me I am dishonour'd and disgrac'd My reputation mangled my renown disparaged but my body oh my body Col. What Lucrece Luc. Staind polluted and defilde Strange steps are found in my adulterate bed And though my thoughts be white as innocence Yet is my body soild with lust burnd sinne And by a stranger I am strumpited Rauisht inforc'd and am no more to ranke among the Roman Matrons Bru. Yet cheere you Lady and restraine these teares If you were forc'd the sinne concernes not you A woman 's born but with a womans strength who was the Rauisher Hor. I name him Lady our loue to you shal only thus appeare In the reuenge that we will take on him Luc. I hope so Lords t' was Sextus the Kings Sonne Omnes How Sextus Tarquin Luc. That vnprincely Prince who guest-wise entred with my husbands Ring This Ring oh Collatine this Ring you sent Is cause of all my woe your discontent I feasted him then lodgd him and bestowde The choisest welcome but in dead of night My Traiterous guest came arm'd vnto my bed Frighted my silent sleepe threatend and praide For entertainment I despised both Which hearing his sharpe pointed Semitar The Tyrant bent against my naked brest Alas I begd my death but note his tyranny He brought with him a torment worse then death For hauing murdred me he swore to kill One of my basest Groomes and lodge him dead In my dead armes then call in testimony Of my adulterie to make me hated Euen in my death of husband father friendes Of Rome and all the world this this oh Princes Rauisht and kild me at once Col. Yet cōfort Lady I quit thy guilt for what could Lucrece doe more then a woman hadst thou dide polluted By this base scandall thou hadst wrong'd thy fame And hinderd vs of a moste iust reuenge All What shall we doe Lords Bru. Lay your resolute handes vpon the sword of Brutus Vow sweare as you hope meed for merrit from the Gods Or feare reward for sinne from deuils below As you are Romans and esteeme your fame More then your liues all humorous toyes set off Of madding singing smilings and what else Receiue your natiue vallours be your selues And ioyne with Brutus in the iust reuenge Of this chaste rauisht Lady sweare All We doe Luc Then with your humors heere my griefe ends too My staine I thus wipe off call in my sighes and in the hope of this reuenge forbeare Euen to my death to fall one passionate teare Yet Lords that you may crowne my innocence With our best thoughts that you may henceforth know We are the same in heart we seeme in show and though I quit my soule of all such sin The Lords whisper I le not debarre my body punishment Let all the world learne of a Roman dame To prise her life lesse then her honord fame Kils her selfe Lucr. Lucrece Col. Wife Bru. Lady Sce. She hath slaine herselfe Val. Oh see yet Lords if there be hope of life Bru. Shee s dead then turne your funerall teares to fire and indignation let vs now redeeme Our misspent time and ouer take our sloath With hostile expedition this great Lords This bloody knife on which her chast blood flower Shall not from Brutus till some strange reuenge fall on the heads of Tarquins Hor. Nowe 's the time to call their pride to compt Brutus leade on Wee le follow thee to their confusion Val. By Ioue we will the sprightfull youth of Rome Trickt vp in plumed harnesse shall attend The march of Brutus whome wee here create our genrall against the Tarquins Sce. Bee it so Bru. We imbrace it now to stir the wrath of Rome You Collatine and good Lucretius With eyes yet drown'd in teares beare that chaste body Into the market place that horrid obiect Shall kindle them with a most iust reuenge Hor. To see the father and the husband mourne Ore this chaste dame that haue so well deseru'd Of Rome and them then to infer the pride The wrongs and the perpetuall tyranny Of all the Tarquins Seruius Tullius death and his vnnaturall vsage by that Monster Tullia the Queene all these shall well concurre in a combind reuenge Bru, Lucrece thy death wee le mourne in glittering armes and plumed caskes some beare that reuerend loade Vnto the forum where our force shall meete To set vppon the pallas and expell This viperous broode from Rome I know the people Will gladly imbrace our fortunes Sceuola Goe you and muster powers in Brutus name Valerius you assist him instantly and to the mazed people freely speake the cause of this concourse Val. We goe Exeunt Val and Sceu Bru. And you deare Lord whose speechles greef is boundles Turne all your teares with ours to wrath and rage The hearts of all the Tarquins shall weep blood Vpon the funerall Hearse with whose chaste body Honor your armes and to th' assembled people Disclose her innocent woundes Gramercies Lords A great shout and a florish with drums and Trumpets That vniuersall shout tels me their words are gratious with the people and their troopes are ready imbatteled and expect but vs To leade their troopes Ioue giue our fortunes speede Wee le murder murder and base rape shall bleede Alarum Enter in the fight Tarquin and Tullia flying pursude by Brutus and the Romans marche with drum and Colours Porsenna Aruns Sextus Tarquin Tullia meets and ioyne with them To them Brutus and the Romans with drum and soldiers they make a stand Bru. Euen thus farre Tirant haue we dogd thy stepes Frighting thy frighted feare with horrid steele Tar. Lodge in the safety of Porsennaes armes Now Traytor Brutus we dare front thy pride Hora. Porsenna thar' t vnworthy of a scepter To shelter pride lust rape and tiranny In that proud Prince and his confederate sonnes Sex Traytors to heauen to Tarquin Roome and vs Treason to Kings doth stretch euen to the Gods And those high Gods that take great Rome in charge shall punish your rebellion Col. Oh Deuil Sextus speake not thou of Gods Not cast those false and fained eyes to heauen Whose rape the furies must torment in hel of Lucr Lucrece Sce. Her chast blood sul cries for vengeance to the Etheriall deities Lucr. Oh t wa's a foule deede Sextus Vale. And thy shame shal be eternall and outline her fame Aru Say Sextus lou'd her was she not a woman I and perhaps was willing to be forc'd Must you being priuate subiects dare to ring Warres loud alarum gainst your