our yonger brown yet ha we A Braine that nourishes our Nerues and can Get gole for gole of youth Behold this man Commend vnto his Lippes thy sauouring hand Kisse it my Warriour He hath fought to day As if a God in hate of Mankinde had Destroyed in such a shape Cleo. I le giue thee Friend An Armour all of Gold it was a Kings Ant. He has deseru'd it were it Carbunkled Like holy Phoebus Carre Giue me thy hand Through Alexandria make a iolly March Beare our backt Targets like the men that owe them Had our great Pallace the capacity To Campe this hoast we all would sup together And drinke Carowses to the next dayes Fate Which promises Royall perill Trumpetters With brazen dinne blast you the Citties eare Make mingle with our ratling Tabourines That heauen and earth may strike their sounds together Applauding our approach Exeunt Enter a Centerie and his Company Enobarbus followes Cent. If we be not releeu'd within this houre We must returne to ' th' Court of Guard the night Is shiny and they say we shall embattaile By ' th ' second houre i' th' Morne 1. Watch. This last day was a shrew'd one too 's Enob. Oh beare me witnesse night 2 What man is this 1 Stand close and list him Enob. Be witnesse to me O thou blessed Moone When men reuolted shall vpon Record Beare hatefull memory poore Enobarbus did Before thy face repent Cent. Enobarbus 2 Peace Hearke further Enob. Oh Soueraigne Mistris of true Melancholly The poysonous dampe of night dispunge vpon me That Life a very Rebell to my will May hang no longer on me Throw my heart Against the flint and hardnesse of my fault Which being dried with greefe will breake to powder And finish all foule thoughts Oh Anthony Nobler then my reuolt is Infamous Forgiue me in thine owne particular But let the world ranke me in Register A Master leauer and a fugitiue Oh Anthony Oh Anthony 1 Let 's speake to him Cent. Let 's heare him for the things he speakes May concerne Caesar 2 Let 's do so but he sleepes Cent. Swoonds rather for so bad a Prayer as his Was neuer yet for sleepe 1 Go we to him 2 Awake sir awake speake to vs. 1 Heare you sir Cent. The hand of death hath raught him Drummes afarre off Hearke the Drummes demurely wake the sleepers Let vs beare him to ' th' Court of Guard he is of note Our houre is fully out 2 Come on then he may recouer yet exeunt Enter Anthony and Scarrus with their Army Ant. Their preparation is to day by Sea We please them not by Land Scar. For both my Lord. Ant. I would they 'ld fight i' th' Fire or i' th' Ayre Wee 'ld fight there too But this it is our Foote Vpon the hilles adioyning to the Citty Shall stay with vs. Order for Sea is giuen They haue put forth the Hauen Where their appointment we may best discouer And looke on their endeuour exeunt Enter Caesar and his Army Caes But being charg'd we will be still by Land Which as I tak 't we shall for his best force Is forth to Man his Gallies To the Vales And hold our best aduantage exeunt Alarum afarre off as at a Sea-fight Enter Anthony and Scarrus Ant. Yet they are not ioyn'd Where yon'd Pine does stand I shall discouer all I le bring thee word straight how ' ris like to go exit Scar. Swallowes haue built In Cleopatra's Sailes their nests The Auguries Say they know not they cannot tell looke grimly And dare not speake their knowledge Anthony Is valiant and deiected and by starts His fretted Fortunes giue him hope and feare Of what he has and has not Enter Anthony Ant. All is lost This fowle Egyptian hath betrayed me My Fleete hath yeelded to the Foe and yonder They cast their Caps vp and Carowse together Like Friends long lost Triple-turn'd Whore 't is thou Hast sold me to this Nouice and my heart Makes onely Warres on thee Bid them all flye For when I am reueng'd vpon my Charme I haue done all Bid them all flye be gone Oh Sunne thy vprise shall I see no more Fortune and Anthony part heere euen heere Do we shake hands All come to this The hearts That pannelled me at heeles to whom I gaue Their wishes do dis-Candie melt their sweets On blossoming Caesar And this Pine is barkt That ouer-top'd them all Betray'd I am Oh this false Soule of Egypt this graue Charme Whose eye beck'd forth my Wars cal'd them home Whose Bosome was my Crownet my chiefe end Like a right Gypsie hath at fast and loose Beguil'd me to the very heart of losse What Eros Eros Enter Cleopatra Ah thou Spell Auaunt Cleo. Why is my Lord enrag'd against his Loue Ant. Vanish or I shall giue thee thy deseruing And blemish Caesars Triumph Let him take thee And hoist thee vp to the shouting Plebeians Follow his Chariot like the greatest spot Of all thy Sex Most Monster-like be shewne For poor'st Diminitiues for Dolts and let Patient Octauia plough thy visage vp With her prepared nailes exit Cleopatra 'T is well th' art gone If it be well to liue But better 't were Thou fell'st into my furie for one death Might haue preuented many Eros hoa The shirt of Nessus is vpon me teach me Alcides thou mine Ancestor thy rage Let me lodge Licas on the hornes o' th' Moone And with those hands that graspt the heauiest Club Subdue my worthiest selfe The Witch shall die To the young Roman Boy she hath sold me and I fall Vnder this plot She dyes for 't Eros hoa exit Enter Cleopatra Charmian Iras Mardian Cleo. Helpe me my women Oh hee 's more mad Then Telamon for his Shield the Boare of Thessaly Was neuer so imbost Char. To ' th' Monument there locke your selfe And send him word you are dead The Soule and Body riue not more in parting Then greatnesse going off Cleo. To ' th' Monument Mardian go tell him I haue slaine my selfe Say that the last I spoke was Anthony And word it prythee pitteously Hence Mardian And bring me how he takes my deaâ—h to ' th' Monument Exeunt Enter Anthony and Eros Ant. Eros thou yet behold'st me Eros I Noble Lord. Ant. Sometime we see a clowd that 's Dragonish A vapour sometime like a Beare or Lyon A toward Cittadell a pendant Rocke A forked Mountaine or blew Promontorie Wâ—h Trees vpon 't that nodde vnto the world And mocke our eyes with Ayre Thou hast seene these Signes They are blacke Vespers Pageants Eros I my Lord. Ant. That which is now a Horse euen with a thoght the Racke dislimes and makes it indistinct As water is in water Eros It does my Lord. Ant. My good Knaue Eros now thy Captaine is Euen such a body Heere I am Anthony Yet cannot hold this visible shape my Knaue I made these warres for Egypt and the Queene Whose heart I thought I had for she had mine Which
them all to you Queen Good L. Boyet my beauty though but mean Needs not the painted flourish of your praise Beauty is bought by iudgement of the eye Not vttred by base sale of chapmens tongues I am lesse proud to heare you tell my worth Then you much wiling to be counted wise In spending your wit in the praise of mine But now to taske the tasker good Boyet Prin. You are not ignorant all-telling fame Doth noyse abroad Nauar hath made a vow Till painefull studie shall out-weare three yeares No woman may approach his silent Court Therefore to 's seemeth it a needfull course Before we enter his forbidden gates To know his pleasure and in that behalfe Bold of your worthinesse we single you As our best mouing faire soliciter Tell him the daughter of the King of France On serious businesse crauing quicke dispatch Importunes personall conference with his grace Haste signifie so much while we attend Like humble visag'd suters his high will Boy Proud of imployment willingly I goe Exit Prin. All pride is willing pride and yours is so Who are the Votaries my louing Lords that are vow-fellowes with this vertuous Duke Lor. Longauill is one Princ. Know you the man 1 Lady I know him Madame at a marriage feast Betweene L. Perigort and the beautious heire Of Iaques Fauconbridge solemnized In Normandie saw I this Longauill A man of soueraigne parts he is esteem'd Well fitted in Arts glorious in Armes Nothing becomes him ill that he would well The onely soyle of his faire vertues glosse If vertues glosse will staine with any soile Is a sharp wit match'd with too blunt a Will Whose edge hath power to cut whose will still wills It should none spare that come within his power Prin. Some merry mocking Lord belike i st so Lad. 1. They say so most that most his humors know Prin. Such short liu'd wits do wither as they grow Who are the rest 2. Lad. The yong Dumaine a well accomplisht youth Of all that Vertue loue for Vertue loued Most power to doe most harme least knowing ill For he hath wit to make an ill shape good And shape to win grace though she had no wit I saw him at the Duke Alansoes once And much too little of that good I saw Is my report to his great worthinesse Rossa Another of these Students at that time Was there with him as I haue heard a truth Berowne they call him but a merrier man Within the limit of becomming mirth I neuer spent an houres talke withall His eye begets occasion for his wit For euery obiect that the one doth catch The other turnes to a mirth-mouing iest Which his faire tongue conceits expositor Deliuers in such apt and gracious words That aged eares play treuant at his tales And yonger hearings are quite rauished So sweet and voluble is his discourse Prin. God blesse my Ladies are they all in loue That euery one her owne hath garnished With such bedecking ornaments of praise Ma. Heere comes Boyet Enter Boyet Prin. Now what admittance Lord Boyet Nauar had notice of your faire approach And he and his competitors in oath Were all addrest to meete you gentle Lady Before I came Marrie thus much I haue learnt He rather meanes to lodge you in the field Like one that comes heere to besiege his Court Then seeke a dispensation for his oath To let you enter his vnpeopled house Enter Nauar Longauill Dumaine and Berowne Heere comes Nauar. Nau. Faire Princesse welcom to the Court of Nauar. Prin. Faire I giue you backe againe and welcome I haue not yet the roofe of this Court is too high to bee yours and welcome to the wide fields too base to be mine Nau. You shall be welcome Madam to my Court. Prin. I wil be welcome then Conduct me thither Nau. Heare me deare Lady I haue sworne an oath Prin. Our Lady helpe my Lord he 'll be forsworne Nau. Not for the world faire Madam by my will Prin. Why will shall breake it will and nothing els Nau. Your Ladiship is ignorant what it is Prin. Were my Lord so his ignorance were wise Where now his knowledge must proue ignorance I heare your grace hath sworne out Houseekeeping 'T is deadly sinne to keepe that oath my Lord And sinne to breake it But pardon me I am too sodaine bold To teach a Teacher ill beseemeth me Vouchsafe to read the purpose of my comming And sodainly resolue me in my suite Nau. Madam I will if sodainly I may Prin. You will the sooner that I were away For you 'll proue periur'd if you make me stay Berow Did not I dance with you in Brabant once Rosa Did not I dance with you in Brabant once Ber. I know you did Rosa How needlesse was it then to ask the question Ber. You must not be so quicke Rosa 'T is long of you y t spur me with such questions Ber. Your wit 's too hot it speeds too fast 't will tire Rosa Not till it leaue the Rider in the mire Ber. What time a day Rosa The howre that fooles should aske Ber. Now faire befall your maske Rosa Faire fall the face it couers Ber. And send you many louers Rosa Amen so you be none Ber. Nay then will I be gone Kin. Madame your father heere doth intimate The paiment of a hundred thousand Crownes Being but th' one halfe of an intire summe Disbursed by my father in his warres But say that he or we as neither haue Receiu'd that summe yet there remaines vnpaid A hundred thousand more in surety of the which One part of Aquitaine is bound to vs Although not valued to the moneys worth If then the King your father will restore But that one halfe which is vnsatisfied We will giue vp our right in Aquitaine And hold faire friendship with his Maiestie But that it seemes he little purposeth For here he doth demand to haue repaie An hundred thousand Crownes and not demands One paiment of a hundred thousand Crownes To haue his title liue in Aquitaine Which we much rather had depart withall And haue the money by our father lent Then Aquitane so guelded as it is Deare Princesse were not his requests so farre From reasons yeelding your faire selfe should make A yeelding ' gainst some reason in my brest And goe well satisfied to France againe Prin. You doe the King my Father too much wrong And wrong the reputation of your name In so vnseeming to confesse receyt Of that which hath so faithfully beene paid Kin. I doe protest I neuer heard of it And if you proue it I le repay it backe Or yeeld vp Aquitaine Prin. We arrest your word Boyet you can produce acquittances For such a summe from speciall Officers Of Charles his Father Kin. Satisfie me so Boyet So please your Grace the packet is not come Where that and other specialties are bound To morrow you shall haue a sight of them Kin. It shall suffice me at which
it be so the first intergatory That my Nerrissa shall be sworne on is Whether till the next night she had rather stay Or goe to bed now being two houres to day But were the day come I should wish it darke Till I were couching with the Doctors Clarke Well while I liue I le feare no other thing So sore as keeping safe Nerrissas ring Exeunt FINIS As you Like it Actus primus Scoena Prima Enter Orlando and Adam Orlando AS I remember Adam it was vpon this fashion bequeathed me by will but poore a thousand Crownes and as thou saift charged my brother on his blessing to breed mee well and there begins my sadnesse My brother Iaques he keepes at schoole and report speakes goldenly of his profit for my part he keepes me rustically at home or to speak more properly staies me heere at home vnkept for call you that keeping for a gentleman of my birth that differs not from the stalling of an Oxe his horses are bred better for besides that they are faire with their feeding they are taught their mannage and to that end Riders deerely hir'd but I his brother gaine nothing vnder him but growth for the which his Animals on his dunghils are as much bound to him as I besides this nothing that he so plentifully giues me the something that nature gaue mee his countenance seemes to take from me hee lets mee feede with his Hindes barres mee the place of a brother and as much as in him lies mines my gentility with my education This is it Adam that grieues me and the spirit of my Father which I thinke is within mee begins to mutinie against this seruitude I will no longer endure it though yet I know no wise remedy how to auoid it Enter Oliuer Adam Yonder comes my Master your brother Orlan Goe a-part Adam and thou shalt heare how he will shake me vp Oli. Now Sir what make you heere Orl. Nothing I am not taught to make any thing Oli. What mar you then sir Orl. Marry sir I am helping you to mar that which God made a poore vnworthy brother of yours with idlenesse Oliuer Marry sir be better employed and be naught a while Orlan Shall I keepe your hogs and eat huskes with them what prodigall portion haue I spent that I should come to such penury Oli. Know you where you are sir Orl. O sir very well heere in your Orchard Oli. Know you before whom sir Orl. I better then him I am before knowes mee I know you are my eldest brother and in the gentle condition of bloud you should so know me the courtesie of nations allowes you my better in that you are the first borne but the same tradition takes not away my bloud were there twenty brothers betwixt vs I haue as much of my father in mee as you albeit I confesse your comming before me is neerer to his reuerence Oli. What Boy Orl. Come come elder brother you are too yong in this Oli. Wilt thou lay hands on me villaine Orl. I am no villaine I am the yongest sonne of Sir Rowland de Boys he was my father and he is thrice a villaine that saies such a father begot villaines wert thou not my brother I would not take this hand from thy throat till this other had puld out thy tongue for saying so thou hast raild on thy selfe Adam Sweet Masters bee patient for your Fathers remembrance be at accord Oli. Let me goe I say Orl. I will not till I please you shall heare mee my father charg'd you in his will to giue me good education you haue train'd me like a pezant obscuring and hiding from me all gentleman-like qualities the spirit of my father growes strong in mee and I will no longer endure it therefore allow me such exercises as may become a gentleman or giue mee the poore allottery my father left me by testament with that I will goe buy my fortunes Oli. And what wilt thou do beg when that is spent Well sir get you in I will not long be troubled with you you shall haue some part of your will I pray you leaue me Orl. I will no further offend you then becomes mee for my good Oli. Get you with him you olde dogge Adam Is old dogge my reward most true I haue lost my teeth in your seruice God be with my olde master he would not haue spoke such a word Ex. Orl. Ad. Oli. Is it euen so begin you to grow vpon me I will physicke your ranckenesse and yet giue no thousand crownes neyther holla Dennis Enter Dennis Den. Calls your worship Oli. Was not Charles the Dukes Wrastler heere to speake with me Den. So please you he is heere at the doore and importunes accesse to you Oli. Call him in 't will be a good way and to morrow the wrastling is Enter Charles Cha. Good morrow to your worship Oli. Good Mounsier Charles what 's the new newes at the new Court Charles There 's no newes at the Court Sir but the olde newes that is the old Duke is banished by his yonger brother the new Duke and three or foure louing Lords haue put themselues into voluntary exile with him whose lands and reuenues enrich the new Duke therefore he giues them good leaue to wander Oli. Can you tell if Rosalind the Dukes daughter bee banished with her Father Cha. O no for the Dukes daughter her Cosen so loues her being euer from their Cradles bred together that hee would haue followed her exile or haue died to stay behind her she is at the Court and no lesse beloued of her Vncle then his owne daughter and neuer two Ladies loued as they doe Oli. Where will the old Duke liue Cha. They say hee is already in the Forrest of Arden and a many merry men with him and there they liue like the old Robin Hood of England they say many yong Gentlemen flocke to him euery day and fleet the time carelesly as they did in the golden world Oli. What you wrastle to morrow before the new Duke Cha. Marry doe I sir and I came to acquaint you with a matter I am giuen sir secretly to vnderstand that your yonger brother Orlando hath a disposition to come in disguis'd against mee to try a fall to morrow sir I wrastle for my credit and hee that escapes me without some broken limbe shall acquit him well your brother is but young and tender and for your loue I would bee loth to foyle him as I must for my owne honour if hee come in therefore out of my loue to you I came hither to acquaint you withall that either you might stay him from his intendment or brooke such disgrace well as he shall runne into in that it is a thing of his owne search and altogether against my will Oli. Charles I thanke thee for thy loue to me which thou shalt finde I will most kindly require I had my selfe notice of my Brothers purpose heerein and haue
sons Cel. I could match this beginning with an old tale Le Beu Three proper yong men of excellent growth and presence Ros With bils on their neckes Be it knowne vnto all men by these presents Le Beu The eldest of the three wrastled with Charles the Dukes Wrastler which Charles in a moment threw him and broke three of his ribbes that there is little hope of life in him So he seru'd the second and so the third yonder they lie the poore old man their Father making such pittiful dole ouer them that all the beholders take his part with weeping Ros Alas Clo. But what is the sport Monsieur that the Ladies haue lost Le Beu Why this that I speake of Clo. Thus men may grow wiser euery day It is the first time that euer I heard breaking of ribbes was sport for Ladies Cel. Or I I promise thee Ros But is there any else longs to see this broken Musicke in his sides Is there yet another doates vpon rib-breaking Shall we see this wrastling Cosin Le Beu You must if you stay heere for heere is the place appointed for the wrastling and they are ready to performe it Cel. Yonder sure they are comming Let vs now stay and see it Flourish Enter Duke Lords Orlando Charles and Attendants Duke Come on since the youth will not be intreated His owne perill on his forwardnesse Ros Is yonder the man Le Beu Euen he Madam Cel. Alas he is too yong yet he looks successefully Du. How now daughter and Cousin Are you crept hither to see the wrastling Ros I my Liege so please you giue vs leaue Du. You wil take little delight in it I can tell you there is such oddes in the man In pitie of the challengers youth I would faine disswade him but he will not bee entreated Speake to him Ladies see if you can mooue him Cel. Call him hether good Monsieuer Le Beu Duke Do so I le not be by Le Beu Monsieur the Challenger the Princesse cals for you Orl. I attend them with all respect and dutie Ros Young man haue you challeng'd Charles the Wrastler Orl. No faire Princesse he is the generall challenger I come but in as others do to try with him the strength of my youth Cel. Yong Gentleman your spirits are too bold for your yeares you haue seene cruell proofe of this mans strength if you saw your selfe with your eies or knew your selfe with your iudgment the feare of your aduenture would counsel you to a more equall enterprise We pray you for your owne sake to embrace your own safetie and giue ouer this attempt Ros Do yong Sir your reputation shall not therefore be misprised we wil make it our suite to the Duke that the wrastling might not go forward Orl. I beseech you punish mee not with your harde thoughts wherein I confesse me much guiltie to denie so faire and excellent Ladies anie thing But let your faire eies and gentle wishes go with mee to my triall wherein if I bee foil'd there is but one sham'd that vvas neuer gracious if kil'd but one dead that is willing to be so I shall do my friends no wrong for I haue none to lament me the world no iniurie for in it I haue nothing onely in the world I fil vp a place which may bee better supplied when I haue made it emptie Ros The little strength that I haue I would it vvere with you Cel. And mine to eeke out hers Ros Fare you well praie heauen I be deceiu'd in you Cel. Your hearts desires be with you Char. Come where is this yong gallant that is so desirous to lie with his mother earth Orl. Readie Sir but his will hath in it a more modest working Duk. You shall trie but one fall Cha. No I warrant your Grace you shall not entreat him to a second that haue so mightilie perswaded him from a first Orl. You meane to mocke me after you should not haue mockt me before but come your waies Ros Now Hercules be thy speede yong man Cel. I would I were inuisible to catch the strong fellow by the legge Wrastle Ros Oh excellent yong man Cel. If I had a thunderbolt in mine eie I can tell who should downe Shout Duk. No more no more Orl. Yes I beseech your Grace I am not yet well breath'd Duk. How do'st thou Charles Le Beu He cannot speake my Lord. Duk. Beare him awaie What is thy name yong man Orl. Orlando my Liege the yongest sonne of Sir Roland de Boys Duk. I would thou hadst beene son to some man else The world esteem'd thy father honourable But I did finde him still mine enemie Thou should'st haue better pleas'd me with this deede Hadst thou descended from another house But fare thee well thou art a gallant youth I would thou had'st told me of another Father Exit Duke Cel. Were I my Father Coze would I do this Orl. I am more proud to be Sir Rolands sonne His yongest sonne and would not change that calling To be adopted heire to Fredricke Ros My Father lou'd Sir Roland as his soule And all the world was of my Fathers minde Had I before knowne this yong man his sonne I should haue giuen him teares vnto entreaties Ere he should thus haue ventur'd Cel. Gentle Cosen Let vs goe thanke him and encourage him My Fathers rough and enuious disposition Sticks me at heart Sir you haue well deseru'd If you doe keepe your promises in loue But iustly as you haue exceeded all promise Your Mistris shall be happie Ros Gentleman Weare this for me one out of suites with fortune That could giue more but that her hand lacks meanes Shall we goe Coze Cel. I fare you well faire Gentleman Orl. Can I not say I thanke you My better parts Are all throwne downe and that which here stands vp Is but a quintine a meere liuelesse blocke Ros He cals vs back my pride fell with my fortunes I le aske him what he would Did you call Sir Sir you haue wrastled well and ouerthrowne More then your enemies Cel. Will you goe Coze Ros Haue with you fare you well Exit Orl. What passion hangs these waights vpō my toong I cannot speake to her yet she vrg'd conference Enter Le Beu O poore Orlando thou art ouerthrowne Or Charles or something weaker masters thee Le Beu Good Sir I do in friendship counsaile you Te leaue this place Albeit you haue deseru'd High commendation true applause and loue Yet such is now the Dukes condition That he misconsters all that you haue done The Duke is humorous what he is indeede More suites you to conceiue then I to speake of Orl. I thanke you Sir and pray you tell me this Which of the two was daughter of the Duke That here was at the Wrastling Le Beu Neither his daughter if we iudge by manners But yet indeede the taller is his daughter The other is daughter to the banish'd
for aduantage Hel. So is running away When feare proposes the safetie But the composition that your valour and feare makes in you is a vertue of a good wing and I like the weare well Paroll I am so full of businesses I cannot answere thee acutely I will returne perfect Courtier in the which my instruction shall serue to naturalize thee so thou wilt be capeable of a Courtiers councell and vnderstand what aduice shall thrust vppon thee else thou diest in thine vnthankfulnes and thine ignorance makes thee away farewell When thou hast leysure say thy praiers when thou hast none remember thy Friends Get thee a good husband and vse him as he vses thee So farewell Hel. Our remedies oft in our selues do lye Which we ascribe to heauen the fated skye Giues vs free scope onely doth backward pull Our slow designes when we our selues are dull What power is it which mounts my loue so hye That makes me see and cannot feede mine eye The mightiest space in fortune Nature brings To ioyne like likes and kisse like natiue things Impossible be strange attempts to those That weigh their paines in sence and do suppose What hath beene cannot be Who euer stroue To shew her merit that did misse her loue The Kings disease my proiect may deceiue me But my intents are fixt and will not leaue me Exit Flourish Cornets Enter the King of France with Letters and diuers Attendants King The Florentines and Senoys are by th' eares Haue fought with equall fortune and continue A brauing warre 1. Lo. G. So t is reported sir King Nay t is most credible we heere receiue it A certaintie vouch'd from our Cosin Austria With caution that the Florentine will moue vs For speedie ayde wherein our deerest friend Preiudicates the businesse and would seeme To haue vs make deniall 1. Lo. G. His loue and wisedome Approu'd so to your Maiesty may pleade For amplest credence King He hath arm'd our answer And Florence is deni'de before he comes Yet for our Gentlemen that meane to see The Tuscan seruice freely haue they leaue To stand on either part 2. Lo. E. It well may serue A nursserie to our Gentrie who are sicke For breathing and exploit King What 's he comes heere Enter Bertram Lafew and Parolies 1. Lor. G. It is the Count Rosignoll my good Lord Yong Bertram King Youth thou bear'st thy Fathers face Franke Nature rather curious then in hast Hath well compos'd thee Thy Fathers morall parts Maist thou inherit too Welcome to Paris Ber. My thankes and dutie are your Maiesties Kin. I would I had that corporall soundnesse now As when thy father and my selfe in friendship First tride out souldiership he did looke farre Into the seruice of the time and was Discipled of the brauest He lasted long But on vs both did haggish Age steale on And wore vs out of act It much repaires me To talke of your good father in his youth He had the wit which I can well obserue To day in our yong Lords but they may iest Till their owne scorne returne to them vnnoted Ere they can hide their leuitie in honour So like a Courtier contempt nor bitternesse Were in his pride or sharpnesse if they were His equall had awak'd them and his honour Clocke to it selfe knew the true minute when Exception bid him speake and at this time His tongue obey d his hand Who were below him He vs'd as creatures of another place And bow'd his eminent top to their low rankes Making them proud of his humilitie In their poore praise he humbled Such a man Might be a copie to these yonger times Which followed well would demonstrate them now But goers backward Ber. His good remembrance sir Lies richer in your thoughts then on his tombe So in approofe liues not his Epitaph As in your royall speech King Would I were with him he would alwaies say Me thinkes I heare him now his plausiue words He scatter'd not in eares but grafted them To grow there and to beare Let me not liue This his good melancholly oft began On the Catastrophe and heele of pastime When it was out Let me not liue quoth hee After my flame lackes oyle to be the snuffe Of yonger spirits whose apprehensiue senses All but new things disdaine whose iudgements are Meere fathers of their garments whose constancies Expire before their fashions this he wish'd I after him do after him wish too Since I nor wax nor honie can bring home I quickly were dissolued from my hiue To giue some Labourers roome L. 2. E. You 'r loued Sir They that least lend it you shall lacke you first Kin. I fill a place I know 't how long ist Count Since the Physitian at your fathers died He was much fam'd Ber. Some six moneths since my Lord. Kin. If he were liuing I would try him yet Lend me an arme the rest haue worne me out With seuerall applications Nature and sicknesse Debate it at their leisure Welcome Count My sonne 's no deerer Ber. Thanke your Maiesty Exit Flourish Enter Countesse Steward and Clowne Coun. I will now heare what say you of this gentlewoman Ste. Maddam the care I haue had to euen your content I wish might be found in the Kalender of my past endeuours for then we wound our Modestie and make foule the clearnesse of our deseruings whenof our selues we publish them Coun. What doe's this knaue heere Get you gone sirra the complaints I haue heard of you I do not all beleeue 't is my slownesse that I doe not For I know you lacke not folly to commit them haue abilitie enough to make such knaueries yours Clo. 'T is not vnknown to you Madam I am a poore fellow Coun. Well sir Clo. No maddam 'T is not so well that I am poore though manie of the rich are damn'd but if I may haue your Ladiships good will to goe to the world Isbell the woman and w will doe as we may Coun. Wilt thou needes be a begger Clo. I doe beg your good will in this case Cou. In what case Clo. In Isbels case and mine owne seruice is no heritage and I thinke I shall neuer haue the blessing of God till I haue issue a my bodie for they say barnes are blessings Cou. Tell me thy reason why thou wilt marrie Clo. My poore bodie Madam requires it I am driuen onby the flesh and hee must needes goe that the diuell driues Cou. Is this all your worships reason Clo. Faith Madam I haue other holie reasons such as they are Con. May the world know them Clo. I haue beene Madam a wicked creature as you and all flesh and blood are and indeede I doe marrie that I may repent Cou. Thy marriage sooner then thy wickednesse Clo. I am out a friends Madam and I hope to haue friends for my wiues sake Cou. Such friends are thine enemies knaue Clo. Y' are shallow Madam in great friends for the knaues come to doe that for me
That before you and next vnto high heauen I loue your Sonne My friends were poore but honest so 's my loue Be not offended for it hurts not him That he is lou'd of me I follow him not By any token of presumptuous suite Nor would I haue him till I doe deserue him Yet neuer know how that desert should be I know I loue in vaine striue against hope Yet in this captious and intemible Siue I still poure in the waters of my loue And lacke not to loose still thus Indian like Religious in mine error I adore The Sunne that lookes vpon his worshipper But knowes of him no more My deerest Madam Let not your hate incounter with my loue For louing where you doe but if your selfe Whose aged honor cites a vertuous youth Did euer in so true a flame of liking Wish chastly and loue dearely that your Dian Was both her selfe and loue O then giue pittie To her whose state is such that cannot choose But lend and giue where she is sure to loose That seekes not to finde that her search implies But riddle like liues sweetely where she dies Cou. Had you not lately an intent speake truely To goe to Paris Hell Madam I had Cou. Wherefore tell true Hell I will tell truth by grace it selfe I sweare You know my Father left me some prescriptions Of rare and prou'd effects such as his reading And manifest experience had collected For generall soueraigntie and that he wil'd me In heedefull'st reseruation to bestow them As notes whose faculties inclusiue were More then they were in note Amongst the rest There is a remedie approu'd set downe To cure the desperate languishings whereof The King is render'd lost Cou. This was your motiue for Paris was it speake Hell My Lord your sonne made me to think of this Else Paris and the medicine and the King Had from the conuersation of my thoughts Happily beene absent then Cou. But thinke you Hellen If you should tender your supposed aide He would receiue it He and his Phisitions Are of a minde he that they cannot helpe him They that they cannot helpe how shall they credit A poore vnlearned Virgin when the Schooles Embowel'd of their doctrine haue left off The danger to it selfe Hell There 's something in 't More then my Fathers skill which was the great'st Of his profession that his good receipt Shall for my legacie be sanctified By th' luckiest stars in heauen and would your honor But giue me leaue to trie successe I 'de venture The well lost life of mine on his Graces cure By such a day an houre Cou. Doo'st thou beleeue 't Hell I Madam knowingly Cou. Why Hellen thou shalt haue my leaue and loue Meanes and attendants and my louing greetings To those of mine in Court I le staie at home And praie Gods blessing into thy attempt Begon to morrow and be sure of this What I can helpe thee to thou shalt not misse Exeunt Actus Secundus Enter the King with diuers yong Lords taking leaue for the Florentine warre Count Rosse and Parrolles Florish Cornets King Farewell yong Lords these warlike principles Doe not throw from you and you my Lords farewell Share the aduice betwixt you if both gaine all The guift doth stretch it selfe as 't is receiu'd And is enough for both Lord. G. 'T is our hope sir After well entred souldiers to returne And finde your grace in health King No no it cannot be and yet my heart Will not confesse he owes the mallady That doth my life besiege farwell yong Lords Whether I liue or die be you the sonnes Of worthy French men let higher Italy Those bated that inherit but the fall Of the last Monarchy see that you come Not to wooe honour but to wed it when The brauest questant shrinkes finde what you seeke That fame may cry you loud I say farewell L.G. Health at your bidding serue your Maiesty King Those girles of Italy take heed of them They say our French lacke language to deny If they demand beware of being Captiues Before you serue Bo. Our hearts receiue your warnings King Farewell come hether to me 1. Lo. G. Oh my sweet Lord y t you wil stay behind vs. Parr 'T is not his fault the spark 2. Lo. E. Oh 't is braue warres Parr Most admirable I haue seene those warres Rossill I am commanded here and kept a coyle with Too young and the next yeere and 't is too early Parr And thy minde stand too 't boy Steale away brauely Rossill I shal stay here the for-horse to a smocke Creeking my shooes on the plaine Masonry Till honour be bought vp and no sword worne But one to dance with by heauen I le steale away 1. Lo. G. There 's honour in the theft Parr Commit it Count. 2. Lo. E. I am your accessary and so farewell Ros I grow to you our parting is a tortur'd body 1. Lo. G. Farewll Captaine 2. Lo. E. Sweet Mounsier Parolles Parr Noble Heroes my sword and yours are kinne good sparkes and lustrous a word good mettals You shall finde in the Regiment of the Spinij one Captaine Spurio his sicatrice with an Embleme of warre heere on his sinister cheeke it was this very sword entrench'd it say to him I liue and obserue his reports for me Lo. G. We shall noble Captaine Parr Mars doate on you for his nouices what will ye doe Ross Stay the King Parr Vse a more spacious ceremonie to the Noble Lords you haue restrain'd your selfe within the List of too cold an adieu be more expressiue to them for they weare themselues in the cap of the time there do muster true gate eat speake and moue vnder the influence of the most receiu'd starre and though the deuill leade the measure such are to be followed after them and take a more dilated farewell Ross And I will doe so Parr Worthy fellowes and like to prooue most sinewie sword-men Exeunt Enter Lafew L. Laf. Pardon my Lord for mee and for my tidings King I le see thee to stand vp L. Laf. Then here 's a man stands that has brought his pardon I would you had kneel'd my Lord to aske me mercy And that at my bidding you could so stand vp King I would I had so I had broke thy pate And askt thee mercy for 't Laf. Good faith a-crosse but my good Lord 't is thus Will you be cur'd of your infirmitie King No. Laf. O will you eat no grapes my royall foxe Yes but you will my noble grapes and if My royall foxe could reach them I haue seen a medicine That 's able to breath life into a stone Quicken a rocke and make you dance Canari With sprightly fire and motion whose simple touch Is powerfull to arayse King Pippen nay To giue great Charlemaine a pen in 's hand And write to her a loue-line King What her is this Laf. Why doctor she my Lord there 's one arriu'd If you will see her now by
in my life did looke on him North. Then learne to know him now this is the Duke Percie My gracious Lord I tender you my seruice Such as it is being render raw and young Which elder dayes shall ripen and confirme To more approued seruice and desert Bull. I thanke thee gentle Percie and be sure I count my selfe in nothing else so happy As in a Soule remembring my good Friends And as my Fortune ripens with thy Loue It shall be still thy true Loues recompence My Heart this Couenant makes my Hand thus seales it North. How farre is it to Barkely and what stirre Keepes good old Yorke there with his Men of Warre Percie There stands the Castle by yond tuft of Trees Mann'd with three hundred men as I haue heard And in it are the Lords of Yorke Barkely and Seymor None else of Name and noble estimate Enter Rosse aâ—d Willoughby North. Here con nâ— the Lords of Rosse and Willoughby Bloody with spurring siâ— red with hasle Bull. Welcome my Lords I wot your loue pursues A banisht Pray◠〈◊〉 my Treasurie 〈◊〉 that vasel 〈…〉 which more enrichâ—d Shall be your loue and lab was recompence Râ— Your presence makes vs rich most Noble Lord. 〈◊〉 And sure surmounts our labour to attaine it 〈◊〉 Euermore thankes th' Exchequer of the poore Which till my infant-fortune comes to yeeres Stands for my Bountie but who comes here Enter Barkely North. It is my Lord of Barkely as I ghesse Bark My Lord of Hereford my Message is to you Bull. My Lord my Answere is to Lancaster And I am come to seeke that Name in England And I must finde that Title in your Tongue Before I make reply to aught you say Bark Mistake me not my Lord 't is not my meaning To raze one Title of your Honor out To you my Lord I come what Lord you will From the most glorious of this Land The Duke of Yorke to know what pricks you on To take aduantage of the absent time And fright our Natiue Peace with selfe-borne Armes Enter Yorke Bull. I shall not need transport my words by you Here comes his Grace in Person My Noble Vnckle York Shew me thy humble heart and not thy knee Whose dutie is deceiuable and false Bull. My gracious Vnckle York Tut tut Grace me no Grace nor Vnckle me I am no Traytors Vnckle and that word Grace In an vngracious mouth is but prophane Why haue these banish'd and forbidden Legges Dar'd once to touch a Dust of Englands Ground But more then why why haue they dar'd to march So many miles vpon her peacefull Bosome Frighting her pale-fac'd Villages with Warre And oftentation of despised Armes Com'st thou because th' anoynted King is hence Why foolish Boy the King is left behind And in my loyall Bosome lyes his power Were I buâ— now the Lord of such hot youth Aâ— when braue Gaunt thy Father and my selfe Rescued the Black Prince that yong Mars of men From forth the Rankes of many thousand French Oh then how quickly should this Arme of mine Now Prisoner to the Palsie chastise thee And minister correction to thy Fault Bull. My gracious Vnckle let me know my Fault On what Condition stands it and wherein York Euen in Condition of the worst degree In grosse Rebellion and detested Treason Thou art a banish'd man and here art come Before th' expiration of thy time In brauing Atmâ—s against thy Soueraigne Bull. As I was banish'd I was banish'd Hereford But as I come I come for Lancaster And Noble Vnckle I beseech your Grace Looke on my Wrongs with an indifferent eye You are my Father for me thinkes in you I see old Gaunt aliue Oh then my Father Will you permit that I shall stand condemn'd A wandring Vagabond my Rights and Royalties Pluckt from my armes â—erforce and giuen away To vpstart Vnthrifts Wherefore was I borne If that my Cousin King be King of England It must be graunted I am Duke of Lancaster You haue a Sonne Aumerle my Noble Kinsman Had you first died and he beene thus trod downe He should haue found his Vnckle Gaunt a Father To rowze his Wrongs and chase them to the bay I am denyde to sue my Liuerie here And yet my Letters Patents giue me leaue My Fathers goods are all distraynd and sold And these and all are all amisse imployd What would you haue me doe I am a Subiect And challenge Law Attorneyes are deny'd me And therefore personally I lay my claime To my Inheritance of free Discent North. The Noble Duke hath been too much abus'd Ross It stands your Grace vpon to doe him right Willo Base men by his endowments are made great York My Lords of England let me tell you this I haue had feeling of my Cosens Wrongs And labour'd all I could to doe him right But in this kind to come in brauing Armes Be his owne Caruer and cut out his way To find out Right with Wrongs it may not be And you that doe abett him in this kind Cherâ—sh Rebellion and are Rebels all North. The Noble Duke hath sworne his comming is But for his owne and for the right of that Wee all haue strongly sworne to giue him ayd And let him neu'r see Ioy that breakes that Oath York Well well I see the issue of these Armes I cannot mend it I must needes confesse Because my power is weake and all ill left But if I could by him that gaue me life I would attach you all and make you stoope Vnto the Soueraigne Mercy of the King But since I cannot be it knowne to you I doe remaine as Neuter So fare you well Vnlesse you please to enter in the Castle And there repose you for this Night Bull. An offer Vnckle that wee will accept But wee must winne your Grace to goe with vs To Bristow Castle which they say is held By Bushie Bagot and their Complices The Caterpillers of the Commonwealth Which I haue sworne to weed and plucke away York It may be I will go with you but yet I le pawse For I am loth to breake our Countries Lawes Nor Friends nor Foes to me welcome you are Things past redresse are now with me past care Exeunt Scoena Quarta Enter Salisbury and a Captaine Capt. My Lord of Salisbury we haue stayd ten dayes And hardly kept our Countreymen together And yet we heare no tidings from the King Therefore we will disperse our selues farewell Sal. Stay yet another day thou trustie Welchman The King reposeth all his confidence in thee Capt. 'T is thought the King is dead we will not stay The Bay-trees in our Countrey all are wither'd And Meteors fright the fixed Starres of Heauen The pale-fac'd Moone lookes bloody on the Earth And leane-look'd Prophets whisper fearefull change Rich men looke sad and Ruffians dance and leape The one in feare to loose what they enioy The other to enioy by Rage and Warre These signes fore-run the death of Kings Farewell our Countreymen
to her beleeue not the Word of the Noble therefore let mee haue right and let desert mount Iohn Thine's too heauie to mount Falst Let it thine then Iohn Thine's too thick to shine Falst Let it doe something my good Lord that may doe me good and call it what you will Iohn Is thy Name Colleuile Col. It is my Lord. Iohn A famous Rebell art thou Colleuile Falst And a famous true Subiect tooke him Col. I am my Lord but as my Betters are That led me hither had they beene rul'd by me You should haue wonne them dearer then you haue Falst I know not how they sold themselues but thou like a kinde fellow gau'st thy selfe away and I thanke thee for thee Enter Westmerland Iohn Haue you left pursuit West Retreat is made and Execution stay'd Iohn Send Colleuile with his Confederates To Yorke to present Execution Blunt leade him hence and see you guard him sure Exit with Colleuile And now dispatch we toward the Court my Lords I heare the King my Father is sore sicke Our Newes shall goe before vs to his Maiestie Which Cousin you shall beare to comfort him And wee with sober speede will follow you Falst My Lord I beseech you giue me leaue to goe through Gloucestershire and when you come to Court stand my good Lord 'pray in your good report Iohn Fare you well Falstaffe I in my condition Shall better speake of you then you deserue Exit Falst I would you had but the wit 't were better then your Dukedome Good faith this same young sober-blooded Boy doth noâ— loue me nor a man cannot make him laugh but that 's no maruaile hee drinkes no Wine There 's neuer any of these demure Boyes come to any proofe for thinne Drinke doth so ouer-coole their blood and making many Fish-Meales that they fall into a kinde of Male Greene-sicknesse and then when they marry they get Wenches They are generally Fooles and Cowards which some of vs should be too but for inflamation A good Sherris-Sack hath a two-fold operation in it it ascends me into the Braine dryes me there all the foolish and dull and cruddie Vapours which enuiron it makes it apprehensiue quicke forgetiue full of nimble fierie and delectable shapes which deliuer'd o're to the Voyce the Tongue which is the Birth becomes excellent Wit The second propertie of your excellent Sherris is the warming of the Blood which before cold and setled left the Liuer white and pale which is the Badge of Pusillanimitie and Cowardize but the Sherris warmes it and makes it course from the inwards to the parts extremes it illuminateth the Face which as a Beacon giues warning to all the rest of this little Kingdome Man to Arme and then the Vitall Commoners and in-land pettie Spirits muster me all to their Captaine the Heart who great and pufft vp with his Retinue doth any Deed of Courage and this Valour comes of Sherris So that skill in the Weapon is nothing without Sack for that sets it a-worke and Learning a meere Hoord of Gold kept by a Deuill till Sack commences it and sets it in act and vse Hereof comes it that Prince Harry is valiant for the cold blood hee did naturally inherite of his Father hee hath like leane stirrill and bare Land manured husbanded and tyll'd with excellent endeauour of drinking good and good store of fertile Sherris that hee is become very hot and valiant If I had a thousand Sonnes the first Principle I would teach them should be to forsweare thinne Potations and to addict themselues to Sack Enter Bardolph How now Bardolph Bard. The Armie is discharged all and gone Falst Let them goe I le through Gloucestershire and there will I visit Master Robert Shallow Esquire I haue him alreadie tempering betweene my finger and my thombe and shortly will I seale with him Come away Exeunt Scena Secunda Enter King Warwicke Clarence Gloucester King Now Lords if Heauen doth giue successefull end To this Debate that bleedeth at our doores Wee will out Youth lead on to higher Fields And draw no Swords but what are sanctify'd Our Nauie is addressed our Power collected Our Substitutes in absence well inuested And euery thing lyes leuell to our wish Onely wee want a little personall Strength And pawse vs till these Rebels now a-foot Come vnderneath the yoake of Gouernment War Both which we doubt not but your Maiestie Shall soone enioy King Humphrey my Sonne of Gloucester where is the Prince your Brother Glo. I thinke hee 's gone to hunt my Lord at Windsor King And how accompanied Glo. I doe not know my Lord. King Is not his Brother Thomas of Clarence with him Glo. No my good Lord hee is in presence heere Clar. What would my Lord and Father King Nothing but well to thee Thomas of Clarence How chance thou art not with the Prince thy Brother Hee loues thee and thou do'st neglect him Thomas Thou hast a better place in his Affection Then all thy Brothers cherish it my Boy And Noble Offices thou may'st effect Of Mediation after I am dead Betweene his Greatnesse and thy other Brethren Therefore omit him not blunt not his Loue Nor loose the good aduantage of his Grace By seeming cold or carelesse of his will For hee is gracious if hee be obseru'd Hee hath a Teare for Pitie and a Hand Open as Day for melting Charitie Yet notwithstanding being incens'd hee 's Flint As humorous as Winter and as sudden As Flawes congealed in the Spring of day His temper therefore must be well obseru'd Chide him for faults and doe it reuerently When you perceiue his blood enclin'd to mirth But being moodie giue him Line and scope Till that his passions like a Whale on ground Confound themselues with working Learne this Thomas And thou shalt proue a shelter to thy friends A Hoope of Gold to binde thy Brothers in That the vnited Vessell of their Blood Mingled with Venome of Suggestion As force perforce the Age will powre it in Shall neuer leake though it doe worke as strong As Aconitum or rash Gun-powder Clar. I shall obserue him with all care and loue King Why art thou not at Windsor with him Thomas Clar. Hee is not there to day hee dines in London King And how accompanyed Canst thou tell that Clar. With Pointz and other his continuall followers King Most subiect is the fattest Soyle to Weedes And hee the Noble Image of my Youth Is ouer-spread with them therefore my griefe Stretches it selfe beyond the howre of death The blood weepes from my heart when I doe shape In formes imaginarie th' vnguided Dayes And rotten Times that you shall looke vpon When I am sleeping with my Ancestors For when his head-strong Riot hath no Curbe When Rage and hot-Blood are his Counsailors When Meanes and lauish Manners meete together Oh with what Wings shall his Affections flye Towards fronting Perill and oppos'd Decay War My gracious Lord you looke beyond him quite The Prince but
rend thy Beare And tread it vnder foot with all contempt Despight the Bearard that protects the Beare Yo. Clif. And so to Armes victorious Father To quell the Rebels and their Complices Rich. Fie Charitie for shame speake not in spight For you shall sup with Iesu Christ to night Yo Clif. Foule stygmaticke that 's more then thou canst tell Ric. If not in heauen you 'l surely sup in hell Exeunt Enter Warwicke War Clifford of Cumberland 't is Warwicke calles And if thou dost not hide thee from the Beare Now when the angrie Trumpet sounds alarum And dead mens cries do fill the emptie ayre Clifford I say come forth and fight with me Proud Northerne Lord Clifford of Cumberland Warwicke is hoarse with calling thee to armes Enter Yorke War How now my Noble Lord What all a-foot Yor. The deadly handed Clifford slew my Steed But match to match I haue encountred him And made a prey for Carrion Kytes and Crowes Euen of the bonnie beast he loued so well Enter Clifford War Of one or both of vs the time is come Yor. Hold Warwick seek thee out some other chace For I my selfe must hunt this Deere to death War Then nobly Yorke 't is for a Crown thou fightst As I intend Clifford to thriue to day It greeues my soule to leaue theee vnassail'd Exit War Clif. What seest thou in me Yorke Why dost thou pause Yorke With thy braue bearing should I be in loue But that thou art so fast mine enemie Clif. Nor should thy prowesse want praise esteeme But that 't is shewne ignobly and in Treason Yorke So let it helpe me now against thy sword As I in iustice and true right expresse it Clif. My soule and bodie on the action both Yor. A dreadfull lay addresse thee instantly Clif. La fia Corrone les eumenes Yor. Thus Warre hath giuen thee peace for y u art still Peace with his soule heauen if it be thy will Enter yong Clifford Clif. Shame and Confusion all is on the rout Feare frames disorder and disorder wounds Where it should guard O Warre thou sonne of hell Whom angry heauens do make their minister Throw in the frozen bosomes of our part Hot Coales of Vengeance Let no Souldier flye He that is truly dedicate to Warre Hath no selfe-loue nor he that loues himselfe Hath not essentially but by circumstance The name of Valour O let the vile world end And the premised Flames of the Last day Knit earth and heauen together Now let the generall Trumpet blow his blast Particularities and pettie sounds To cease Was 't thou ordain'd deere Father To loose thy youth in peace and to atcheeue The Siluer Liuery of aduised Age And in thy Reuerence and thy Chaire-dayes thus To die in Ruffian battell Euen at this sight My heart is turn'd to stone and while 't is mine It shall be stony Yorke not our old men spares No more will I their Babes Teares Virginall Shall be to me euen as the Dew to Fire And Beautie that the Tyrant oft reclaimes Shall to my flaming wrath be Oyle and Flax Henceforth I will not haue to do with pitty Meet I an infant of the house of Yorke Into as many gobbits will I cut it As wilde Medea yong Absirtis did In cruelty will I seeke out my Fame Come thou new ruine of olde Cliffords house As did Aeneas old Anchyses beare So beare I thee vpon my manly shoulders But then Aeneas bare a liuing loade Nothing so heauy as these woes of mine Enter Richard and Somerset to fight Rich. So lye thou there For vnderneath an Ale-house paltry signe The Castle in S. Albons Somerset Hath made the Wizard famous in his death Sword hold thy temper Heart be wrathfull still Priests pray for enemies but Princes kill Fight Excursions Enter King Queene and others Qu. Away my Lord you are slow for shame away King Can we outrun the Heauens Good Margaret stay Qu. What are you made of You 'l nor fight nor fly Now is it manhood wisedome and defence To giue the enemy way and to secure vs By what we can which can no more but flye Alarum a farre off If you be tane we then should see the bottome Of all our Fortunes but if we haply scape As well we may if not through your neglect We shall to London get where you are lou'd And where this breach now in our Fortunes made May readily be stopt Enter Clifford Clif. But that my hearts on future mischeefe set I would speake blasphemy ere bid you flye But flye you must Vncureable discomfite Reignes in the hearts of all our present parts Away for your releefe and we will liue To see their day and them our Fortune giue Away my Lord away Exeunt Alarum Retreat Enter Yorke Richard Warwicke and Soldiers with Drum Colours Yorke Of Salsbury who can report of him That Winter Lyon who in rage forgets Aged contusions and all brush of Time And like a Gallant in the brow of youth Repaires him with Occasion This happy day Is not it selfe nor haue we wonne one foot If Salsbury be lost Rich. My Noble Father Three times to day I holpe him to his horse Three times bestrid him Thrice I led him off Perswaded him from any further act But still where danger was still there I met him And like rich hangings in a homely house So was his Will in his old feeble body But Noble as he is looke where he comes Enter Salisbury Sal. Now by my Sword well hast thou fought to day By ' th ' Masse so did we all I thanke you Richard God knowes how long it is I haue to liue And it hath pleas'd him that three times to day You haue defended me from imminent death Well Lords we haue not got that which we haue 'T is not enough our foes are this time fled Being opposites of such repayring Nature Yorke I know our safety is to follow them For as I heare the King is fled to London To call a present Court of Parliament Let vs pursue him ere the Writs go forth What sayes Lord Warwicke shall we after them War After them nay before them if we can Now by my hand Lords 't was a glorious day Saint Albons battell wonne by famous Yorke Shall be eterniz'd in all Age to come Sound Drumme and Trumpets and to London all And more such dayes as these to vs befall Exeunt FINIS The third Part of Henry the Sixt with the death of the Duke of YORKE Actus Primus Scoena Prima Alarum Enter Plantagenet Edward Richard Norfolke Mountague Warwicke and Souldiers Warwicke I Wonder how the King escap'd our hands Pl. While we pursu'd the Horsmen of y e North He slyly stole away and left his men Whereat the great Lord of Northumberland Whose Warlike eares could neuer brooke retreat Chear'd vp the drouping Army and himselfe Lord Clifford and Lord Stafford all a-brest Charg'd our maine Battailes Front and breaking in Were by
kindnesse For that it made my imprisonment a pleasure I such a pleasure as incaged Birds Conceiue when after many moody Thoughts At last by Notes of Houshold harmonie They quite forget their losse of Libertie But Warwicke after God thou set'st me free And chiefely therefore I thanke God and thee He was the Author thou the Instrument Therefore that I may conquer Fortunes spight By liuing low where Fortune cannot hurt me And that the people of this blessed Land May not be punisht with my thwarting starres Warwicke although my Head still weare the Crowne I here resigne my Gouernment to thee For thou art fortunate in all thy deeds Warw. Your Grace hath still beene fam'd for vertuous And now may seeme as wise as vertuous By spying and auoiding Fortunes malice For few men rightly temper with the Starres Yet in this one thing let me blame your Grace For chusing me when Clarence is in place Clar. No Warwicke thou art worthy of the sway To whom the Heau'ns in thy Natiuitie Adiudg'd an Oliue Branch and Lawrell Crowne As likely to be blest in Peace and Warre And therefore I yeeld thee my free consent Warw. And I chuse Clarence onely for Protector King Warwick and Clarence giue me both your Hands Now ioyne your Hands with your Hands your Hearts That no dissention hinder Gouernment I make you both Protectors of this Land While I my selfe will lead a priuate Life And in deuotion spend my latter dayes To sinnes rebuke and my Creators prayse Warw. What answeres Clarence to his Soueraignes will Clar. That he consents if Warwicke yeeld consent For on thy fortune I repose my selfe Warw. Why then though loth yet must I be content Wee 'le yoake together like a double shadow To Henries Body and supply his place I meane in bearing weight of Gouernment While he enioyes the Honor and his ease And Clarence now then it is more then needfull Forthwith that Edward be pronounc'd a Traytor And all his Lands and Goods confiscate Clar. What else and that Succession be determined Warw. I therein Clarence shall not want his part King But with the first of all your chiefe affaires Let me entreat for I command no more That Margaret your Queene and my Sonne Edward Be sent for to returne from France with speed For till I see them here by doubtfull feare My ioy of libertie is halfe eclips'd Clar. It shall bee done my Soueraigne with all speede King My Lord of Somerset what Youth is that Of whom you seeme to haue so tender care Somers My Liege it is young Henry Earle of Richmond King Come hither Englands Hope Layes his Hand on his Head If secret Powers suggest but truth To my diuining thoughts This prettie Lad will proue our Countries blisse His Lookes are full of peacefull Maiestie His Head by nature fram'd to weare a Crowne His Hand to wield a Scepter and himselfe Likely in time to blesse a Regall Throne Make much of him my Lords for this is hee Must helpe you more then you are hurt by mee Enter a Poste Warw. What newes my friend Poste That Edward is escaped from your Brother And fled as hee heares since to Burgundie Warw. Vnsauorie newes but how made he escape Poste He was conuey'd by Richard Duke of Gloster And the Lord Hastings who attended him In secret ambush on the Forrest side And from the Bishops Huntsmen rescu'd him For Hunting was his dayly Exercise Warw. My Brother was too carelesse of his charge But let vs hence my Soueraigne to prouide A salue for any sore that may betide Exeunt Manet Somerset Richmond and Oxford Som. My Lord I like not of this flight of Edwards For doubtlesse Burgundie will yeeld him helpe And we shall haue more Warres befor 't be long As Henries late presaging Prophecie Did glad my heart with hope of this young Richmond So doth my heart mis-giue me in these Conflicts What may befall him to his harme and ours Therefore Lord Oxford to preuent the worst Forthwith wee 'le send him hence to Brittanie Till stormes be past of Ciuill Enmitie Oxf. I for if Edward re-possesse the Crowne 'T is like that Richmond with the rest shall downe Som. It shall be so he shall to Brittanie Come therefore let 's about it speedily Exeunt Flourish Enter Edward Richard Hastings and Souldiers Edw. Now Brother Richard Lord Hastings and the rest Yet thus farre Fortune maketh vs amends And sayes that once more I shall enterchange My wained state for Henries Regall Crowne Well haue we pass'd and now re-pass'd the Seas And brought desired helpe from Burgundie What then remaines we being thus arriu'd From Rauenspurre Hauen before the Gates of Yorke But that we enter as into our Dukedome Rich. The Gates made fast Brother I like not this For many men that stumble at the Threshold Are well fore-told that danger lurkes within Edw. Tush man aboadments must not now affright vs By faire or foule meanes we must enter in For hither will our friends repaire to vs. Hast. My Liege I le knocke once more to summon them Enter on the Walls the Maior of Yorke and his Brethren Maior My Lords We were fore-warned of your comming And shut the Gates for safetie of our selues For now we owe allegeance vnto Henry Edw. But Master Maior if Henry be your King Yet Edward at the least is Duke of Yorke Maior True my good Lord I know you for no lesse Edw. Why and I challenge nothing but my Dukedome As being well content with that alone Rich. But when the Fox hath once got in his Nose Hee 'le soone finde meanes to make the Body follow Hast. Why Master Maior why stand you in a doubt Open the Gates we are King Henries friends Maior I say you so the Gates shall then be opened He descends Rich. A wise stout Captaine and soone perswaded Hast The good old man would faine that all were wel So 't were not long of him but being entred I doubt not I but we shall soone perswade Both him and all his Brothers vnto reason Enter the Maior and two Aldermen Edw. So Master Maior these Gates must not be shut But in the Night or in the time of Warre What feare not man but yeeld me vp the Keyes Takes his Keyes For Edward will defend the Towne and thee And all those friends that deine to follow mee March Enter Mountgomerie with Drumme and Souldiers Rich. Brother this is Sir Iohn Mountgomerie Our trustie friend vnlesse I be deceiu'd Edw. Welcome Sir Iohn but why come you in Armes Mount To helpe King Edward in his time of storme As euery loyall Subiect ought to doe Edw. Thankes good Mountgomerie But we now forget our Title to the Crowne And onely clayme our Dukedome Till God please to send the rest Mount Then fare you well for I will hence againe I came to serue a King and not a Duke Drummer strike vp and let vs march away The Drumme begins to march Edw. Nay
was meet And did request me to importune you To let him spend his time no more at home Which would be great impeachment to his age In hauing knowne no trauaile in his youth Ant. Nor need'st thou much importune me to that Whereon this month I haue bin hamering I haue consider'd well his losse of time And how he cannot be a perfect man Not being tryed and tutord in the world Experience is by industry atchieu'd And perfected by the swift course of time Then tell me whether were I best to send him Pan. I thinke your Lordship is not ignorant How his companion youthfull Valentine Attends the Emperour in his royall Court Ant. I know it well Pan. 'T were good I thinke your Lordship sent him thither There shall he practise Tilts and Turnaments Heare sweet discourse conuerse with Noble-men And be in eye of euery Exercise Worthy his youth and noblenesse of birth Ant. I like thy counsaile well hast thou aduis'd And that thou maist perceiue how well I like it The execution of it shall make knowne Euen with the speediest expedition I will dispatch him to the Emperors Court Pan. To morrow may it please you Don Alphonso With other Gentlemen of good esteeme Are iournying to salute the Emperor And to commend their seruice to his will Ant. Good company with them shall Protheus go And in good time now will we breake with him Pro. Sweet Loue sweet lines sweet life Here is her hand the agent of her heart Here is her oath for loue her honors paune O that our Fathers would applaud our loues To seale our happinesse with their consents Pro. Oh heauenly Iulia. Ant. How now What Letter are you reading there Pro. May 't please your Lordship 't is a word or two Of commendations sent from Valentine Deliuer'd by a friend that came from him Ant. Lend me the Letter Let me see what newes Pro. There is no newes my Lord but that he writes How happily he liues how well-belou'd And daily graced by the Emperor Wishing me with him partner of his fortune Ant. And how stand you affected to his wish Pro. As one relying on your Lordships will And not depending on his friendly wish Ant. My will is something sorted with his wish Muse not that I thus sodainly proceed For what I will I will and there an end I am resolu'd that thou shalt spend some time With Valentinus in the Emperors Court What maintenance he from his friends receiues Like exhibition thou shalt haue from me To morrow be in readinesse to goe Excuse it not for I am peremptory Pro. My Lord I cannot be so soone prouided Please you deliberate a day or two Ant. Look what thou want'st shal be sent after thee No more of stay to morrow thou must goe Come on Panthino you shall be imployd To hasten on his Expedition Pro. Thus haue I shund the fire for feare of burning And drench'd me in the sea where I am drown'd I fear'd to shew my Father Iulias Letter Least he should take exceptions to my loue And with the vantage of mine owne excuse Hath he excepted most against my loue Oh how this spring of loue resembleth The vncertaine glory of an Aprill day Which now shewes all the beauty of the Sun And by and by a clowd takes all away Pan. Sir Protheus your Fathers call's for you He is in hast therefore I pray you go Pro. Why this it is my heart accords thereto And yet a thousand times it answer's no. Exeunt Finis Actus secundus Scoena Prima Enter Valentine Speed Siluia Speed Sir your Gloue Valen. Not mine my Gloues are on Sp. Why then this may be yours for this is but one Val Ha Let me see I giue it me it 's mine Sweet Ornament that deckes a thing diuine Ah Siluia Siluia Speed Madam Siluia Madam Siluia Val. How now Sirha Speed Shee is not within hearing Sir Val. Why sir who had you call her Speed Your worship sâ— or else I mistooke Val. Well you 'll still be too forward Speed And yet I was last chidden for being too slow Val. Goe to sir tell me do you know Madam Siluia Speed Shee that your worship loues Val. Why how know you that I am in loue Speed Marry by these speciall markes first you haue learn'd like Sir Protheus to wreath your Armes like a Male-content to rellish a Loue-song like a Robin-red-breast to walke alone like one that had the pestilence to sigh like a Schoole-boy that had lost his A. B. C. to weep like a yong wench that had buried her Grandam to fast like one that takes diet to watch like one that feares robbing to speake puling like a beggar at Hallow-Masse You were wont when you laughed to crow like a cocke when you walk'd to walke like one of the Lions when you fasted it was presently after dinner when you look'd sadly it was for want of money And now you are Metamorphis'd with a Mistris that when I looke on you I can hardly thinke you my Master Val. Are all these things perceiu'd in me Speed They are all perceiu'd without ye Val. Without me they cannot Speed Without you nay that 's certaine for without you were so simple none else would but you are so without these follies that these follies are within you and shine through you like the water in an Vrinall that not an eye that sees you but is a Physician to comment on your Malady Val. But tell me do'st thou know my Lady Siluia Speed Shee that you gaze on so as she sits at supper Val. Hast thou obseru'd that euen she I meane Speed Why sir I know her not Val. Do'st thou know her by my gazing on her and yet know'st her not Speed Is she not hard-fauour'd sir Val. Not so faire boy as well fauour'd Speed Sir I know that well enough Val What dost thou know Speed That shee is not so faire as of you well-fauourd Val. I meane that her beauty is exquisite But her fauour infinite Speed That 's because the one is painted and the other out of all count Val. How painted and how out of count Speed Marry sir so painted to make her faire that no man counts of her beauty Val. How esteem'st thou me I account of her beauty Speed You neuer saw her since she was deform'd Val How long hath she beene deform'd Speed Euer since you lou'd her Val. I haue lou'd her euer since I saw her And still I see her beautifull Speed If you loue her you cannot see her Val Why Speed Because Loue is blinde O that you had mine eyes or your owne eyes had the lights they were wont to haue when you chidde at Sir Protheus for going vngarter'd Val. What should I see then Speed Your owne present folly and her passing deformitie for hee beeing in loue could not see to garter his hose and you beeing in loue cannot see to put on your hose Val. Belike boy then you are in loue for
thee no-bodie heares mine owne people mine owne people Qui. Are they so heauen-blesse them and make them his Seruants Fal. Well Mistresse Ford what of her Qui. Why Sir shee 's a good-creature Lord Lord your Worship 's a wanton well heauen forgiue you and all of vs I pray Fal. Mistresse Ford come Mistresse Ford. Qui. Marry this is the short and the long of it you haue brought her into such a Canaries as 't is wonderfull the best Courtier of them all when the Court lay at Windsor could neuer haue brought her to such a Canarie yet there has beene Knights and Lords and Gentlemen with their Coaches I warrant you Coach after Coach letter after letter gift after gift smelling so sweetly all Muske and so rushling I warrant you in silke and golde and in such alligant termes and in such wine and suger of the best and the fairest that would haue wonne any womans heart and I warrant you they could neuer get an eye-winke of her I had my selfe twentie Angels giuen me this morning but I defie all Angels in any such sort as they say but in the way of honesty and I warrant you they could neuer get her so much as sippe on a cup with the prowdest of them all and yet there has beene Earles nay which is more Pentioners but I warrant you all is one with her Fal. But what saies shee to mee be briefe my good shee Mercurie Qui. Marry she hath receiu'd your Letter for the which she thankes you a thousand times and she giues you to notifie that her husband will be absence from his house betweene ten and eleuen Fal. Ten and eleuen Qui. I forsooth and then you may come and see the picture she sayes that you wot of Master Ford her husband will be from home alas the sweet woman leades an ill life with him hee 's a very iealousie-man she leads a very frampold life with him good hart Fal. Ten and eleuen Woman commend me to her I will not faile her Qui. Why you say well But I haue another messenger to your worship Mistresse Page hath her heartie commendations to you to and let mee tell you in your eare shee 's as fartuous a ciuill modest wife and one I tell you that will not misse you morning nor euening prayer as any is in Windsor who ere bee the other and shee bade me tell your worship that her husband is seldome from home but she hopes there will come a time I neuer knew a woman so doate vpon a man surely I thinke you haue charmes la yes in truth Fal. Not I I assure thee setting the attraction of my good parts aside I haue no other charmes Qui. Blessing on your heart for 't Fal. But I pray thee tell me this has Fords wife and Pages wife acquainted each other how they loue me Qui. That were a iest indeed they haue not so little grace I hope that were a tricke indeed But Mistris Page would desire you to send her your little Page of al loues her husband has a maruellous infectiō to the little Page and truely Master Page is an honest man neuer a wife in Windsor leades a better life then she do's doe what shee will say what she will take all pay all goe to bed when she list rise when she list all is as she will and truly she deserues it for if there be a kinde woman in Windsor she is one you must send her your Page no remedie Fal. Why I will Qu. Nay but doe so then and looke you hee may come and goe betweene you both and in any case haue a nay-word that you may know one anothers minde and the Boy neuer neede to vnderstand any thing for 't is not good that children should know any wickednes olde folkes you know haue discretion as they say and know the world Fal. Farethee-well commend mee to them both there 's my purse I am yet thy debter Boy goe along with this woman this newes distracts me Pist This Puncke is one of Cupids Carriers Clap on more sailes pursue vp with your fights Giue fire she is my prize or Ocean whelme them all Fal. Saist thou so old Iacke go thy waies I le make more of thy olde body then I haue done will they yet looke after thee wilt thou after the expence of so much money be now a gainer good Body I thanke thee let them say 't is grossely done so it bee fairely done no matter Bar. Sir Iohn there 's one Master Broome below would faine speake with you and be acquainted with you and hath sent your worship a mornings draught of Sacke Fal. Broome is his name Bar. I Sir Fal. Call him in such Broomes are welcome to mee that ore ' flowes such liquor ah ha Mistresse Ford and Mistresse Page haue I encompass'd you goe to via Ford. ' Blesse you sir Fal. And you sir would you speake with me Ford. I make bold to presse with so little preparation vpon you Fal. You 'r welcome what 's your will giue vs leaue Drawer Ford. Sir I am a Gentleman that haue spent much my name is Broome Fal. Good Master Broome I desire more acquaintance of you Ford. Good Sir Iohn I sue for yours not to charge you for I must let you vnderstand I thinke my selfe in better plight for a Lender then you are the which hath something emboldned me to this vnseason'd intrusion for they say if money goe before all waies doe lye open Fal. Money is a good Souldier Sir and will on Ford. Troth and I haue a bag of money heere troubles me if you will helpe to beare it Sir Iohn take all or halfe for easing me of the carriage Fal. Sir I know not how I may deserue to bee your Porter Ford. I will tell you sir if you will giue mee the hearing Fal. Speake good Master Broome I shall be glad to be your Seruant Ford. Sir I heare you are a Scholler I will be briefe with you and you haue been a man long knowne to me though I had neuer so good means as desire to make my selfe acquainted with you I shall discouer a thing to you wherein I must very much lay open mine owne imperfection but good Sir Iohn as you haue one eye vpon my follies as you heare them vnfolded turne another into the Register of your owne that I may passe with a reproofe the easier sith you your selfe know how easie it is to be such an offender Fal. Very well Sir proceed Ford There is a Gentlewoman in this Towne her husbands name is Ford. Fal. Well Sir Ford. I haue long lou'd her and I protest to you bestowed much on her followed her with a doating obseruance Ingross'd opportunities to meete her fee'd euery slight occasion that could but nigardly giue mee sight of her not only bought many presents to giue her but haue giuen largely to many to know what shee would haue giuen briefly I haue pursu'd her as Loue hath pursued mee
for mine owne part if I were as tedious as a King I could finde in my heart to bestow it all of your worship Leon. All thy tediousnesse on me ah Const Dog Yea and 't were a thousand times more than 't is for I heare as good exclamation on your Worship as of any man in the Citie and though I bee but a poore man I am glad to heare it Head And so am I. Leon. I would faine know what you haue to say Head Marry sir our watch to night excepting your worships presence haue tane a couple of as arrant knaues as any in Messina Con. Dog A good old man sir hee will be talking as they say when the age is in the wit is out God helpe vs it is a world to see well said yfaith neighbour Verges well God 's a good man and two men ride of a horse one must ride behinde an honest soule yfaith sir by my troth he is as euer broke bread but God is to bee worshipt all men are not alike alas good neighbour Leon. Indeed neighbour he comes too short of you Con. Do. Gifts that God giues Leon. I must leaue you Con. Dog One word sir our watch sir haue indeede comprehended two aspitious persons we would haue them this morning examined before your worship Leon. Take their examination your selfe and bring it me I am now in great haste as may appeare vnto you Const It shall be suffigance Leon. Drinke some wine ere you goe fare you well Exit Messenger My Lord they stay for you to giue your daughter to her husband Leon. I le wait vpon them I am ready Dogb. Goe good partner goe get you to Francis Sea-coale bid him bring his pen and inkehorne to the Gaole we are now to examine those men Verges And we must doe it wisely Dogb. Wee will spare for no witte I warrant you heere 's that shall driue some of them to a non-come only get the learned writer to set downe our excommunication and meet me at the Iaile Exeunt Actus Quartus Enter Prince Bastard Leonato Frier Claudio Benedicke Hero and Beatrice Leonato Come Frier Francis be briefe onely to the plaine forme of marriage and you shal recount their particular duties afterwards Fran. You come hither my Lord to marry this Lady Clau. No. Leo. To be married to her Frier you come to marrie her Frier Lady you come hither to be married to this Count. Hero I doe Frier If either of you know any inward impediment why you should not be conioyned I charge you on your soules to vtter it Claud. Know you anie Hero Hero None my Lord. Frier Know you anie Count Leon. I dare make his answer None Clau. O what men dare do what men may do what men daily do Bene. How now interiections why then some be of laughing as ha ha he Clau. Stand thee by Frier father by your leaue Will you with free and vnconstrained soule Giue me this maid your daughter Leon. As freely sonne as God did giue her me Cla. And what haue I to giue you back whose worth May counterpoise this rich and precious gift Prin. Nothing vnlesse you render her againe Clau. Sweet Prince you learn me noble thankfulnes There Leonato take her backe againe Giue not this rotten Orenge to your friend Shee 's but the signe and semblance of her honour Behold how like a maid she blushes heere O what authoritie and shew of truth Can cunning sinne couer it selfe withall Comes not that bloud as modest euidence To witnesse simple Vertue would you not sweare All you that see her that she were a maide By these exterior shewes But she is none She knowes the heat of a luxurious bed Her blush is guiltinesse not modestie Leonato What doe you meane my Lord Clau. Not to be married Not to knit my soule to an approued wanton Leon. Deere my Lord if you in your owne proofe Haue vanquisht the resistance of her youth And made defeat of her virginitie Clau. I know what you would say if I haue knowne her You will say she did imbrace me as a husband And so extenuate the forehand sinne No Leonato I neuer tempted her with word too large But as a brother to his sister shewed Bashfull sinceritie and comely loue Hero And seem'd I euer otherwise to you Clau. Out on thee seeming I will write against it You seeme to me as Diane in her Orbe As chaste as is the budde ere it be blowne But you are more intemperate in your blood Than Venus or those pampred animalls That rage in sauage sensualitie Hero Is my Lord well that he doth speake so wide Leon. Sweete Prince why speake not you Prin. What should I speake I stand dishonour'd that haue gone about To linke my deare friend to a common stale Leon. Are these things spoken or doe I but dreame Bast Sir they are spoken and these things are true Bene. This lookes not like a nuptiall Hero True O God! Clau. Leonato stand I here Is this the Prince is this the Princes brother Is this face Heroes are our eies our owne Leon. All this is so but what of this my Lord Clau. Let me but moue one question to your daughter And by that fatherly and kindly power That you haue in her bid her answer truly Leo. I charge thee doe as thou art my childe Hero O God defend me how am I beset What kinde of catechizing call you this Clau. To make you answer truly to your name Hero Is it not Hero who can blot that name With any iust reproach Claud. Marry that can Hero Hero it selfe can blot out Heroes vertue What man was he talkt with you yesternight Out at your window betwixt twelue and one Now if you are a maid answer to this Hero I talkt with no man at that howre my Lord. Prince Why then you are no maiden Leonato I am sorry you must heare vpon mine honor My selfe my brother and this grieued Count Did see her heare her at that howre last night Talke with a ruffian at her chamber window Who hath indeed most like a liberall villaine Confest the vile encounters they haue had A thousand times in secret Iohn Fie fie they are not to be named my Lord Not to be spoken of There is not chastitie enough in language Without offence to vtter them thus pretty Lady I am sorry for thy much misgouernment Claud. O Hero what a Hero hadst thou beene If halfe thy outward graces had beene placed About thy thoughts and counsailes of thy heart But fare thee well most foule most faire farewell Thou pure impiety and impious puritie For thee I le locke vp all the gates of Loue And on my eie-lids shall Coniecture hang To turne all beauty into thoughts of harme And neuer shall it more be gracious Leon. Hath no mans dagger here a point for me Beat. Why how now cosin wherfore sink you down Bast Come let vs go these things come thus to light Smother her spirits
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
Faire paiment for foule words is more then due For. Nothing but faire is that which you inherit Qu. See see my beautie will be sau'd by merit O heresie in faire fit for these dayes A giuing hand though foule shall haue faire praise But come the Bow Now Mercie goes to kill And shooting well is then accounted ill Thus will I saue my credit in the shoote Not wounding pittie would not let me do 't If wounding then it was to shew my skill That more for praise then purpose meant to kill And out of question so it is sometimes Glory growes guiltie of detested crimes When for Fames sake for praise an outward part We bend to that the working of the hart As I for praise alone now seeke to spill The poore Deeres blood that my heart meanes no ill Boy Do not curst wiues hold that selfe-soueraigntie Onely for praise sake when they striue to be Lords ore their Lords Qu. Onely for praise and praise we may afford To any Lady that subdewes a Lord. Enter Clowne Boy Here comes a member of the common-wealth Clo. God dig-you-den all pray you which is the head Lady Qu. Thou shalt know her fellow by the rest that haue no heads Clo. Which is the greatest Lady the highest Qu. The thickest and the tallest Clo. The thickest the tallest it is so truth is truth And your waste Mistris were as slender as my wit One a these Maides girdles for your waste should be fit Are not you the chiefe womā You are the thickest here Qu. What 's your will sir What 's your will Clo. I haue a Letter from Monsier Berowne To one Lady Rosaline Qu. O thy letter thy letter He 's a good friend of mine Stand a side good bearer Boyet you can carue Breake vp this Capon Boyet I am bound to serue This Letter is mistooke it importeth none here It is writ to Iaquenetta Qu. We will reade it I sweare Breake the necke of the Waxe and euery one giue eare Boyet reades BY heauen that thou art faire is most infallible true that thou art beauteous truth it selfe that thou art louely more fairer then faire beautifull then beautious truer then truth it selfe haue comiseration on thy heroicall Vassall The magnanimous and most illustrate King Cophetua set eie vpon the pernicious and indubitate Begger Zenelophon and he it was that might rightly say Veni vidi vici Which to annothanize in the vulgar O base and obscure vulgar videliset He came See and ouercame hee came one see two couercame three Who came the King Why did he come to see Why did he see to ouercome To whom came he to the Begger What saw he the Begger Who ouercame he the Begger The conclusion is victorie On whose side the King the captiue is inricht On whose side the Beggers The catastrophe is a Nuptiall on whose side the Kings no on both in one or one in both I am the King for so stands the comparison thou the Begger for so witnesseth thy lowlinesse Shall I command thy loue I may Shall I enforce thy loue I could Shall I entreate thy loue I will What shalt thou exchange for ragges roabes for tittles titles for thy selfe mee Thus expecting thy reply I prophane my lips on thy foote my eyes on thy picture and my heart on thy euerie part Thine in the dearest designe of industrie Don Adriana de Armatho Thus dost thou heare the Nemean Lion roare Gainst thee thou Lambe that standest as his pray Submissiue fall his princely feete before And he from forrage will incline to play But if thou striue poore soule what art thou then Foode for his rage repasture for his den Qu. What plume of feathers is hee that indited this Letter What veine What Wethercocke Did you euer heare better Boy I am much deceiued but I remember the stile Qu. Else your memorie is bad going ore it erewhile Boy This Armando is a Spaniard that keeps here in court A Phantasime a Monarcho and one that makes sport To the Prince and his Booke-mates Qu. Thou fellow a word Who gaue thee this Letter Clow. I told you my Lord. Qu. To whom should'st thou giue it Clo. From my Lord to my Lady Qu. From which Lord to which Lady Clo. From my Lord Berowne a good master of mine To a Lady of France that he call'd Rosaline Qu. Thou hast mistaken his letter Come Lords away Here sweete put vp this 't will be thine another day Exeunt Boy Who is the shooter Who is the shooter Rosa Shall I teach you to know Boy I my continent of beautie Rosa Why she that beares the Bow Finely put off Boy My Lady goes to kill hornes but if thou marrie Hang me by the necke if hornes that yeare miscarrie Finely put on Rosa Well then I am the shooter Boy And who is your Deare Rosa If we choose by the hornes your selfe come not neare Finely put on indeede Maria. You still wrangle with her Boyet and shee strikes at the brow Boyet But she her selfe is hit lower Haue I hit her now Rosa Shall I come vpon thee with an old saying that was a man when King Pippin of France was a little boy as touching the hit it Boyet So I may answere thee with one as old that was a woman when Queene Guinouer of Brittaine was a little wench as touching the hit it Rosa Thou canst not hit it hit it hit it Thou canst not hit it my good man Boy I cannot cannot cannot And I cannot another can Exit Clo. By my troth most pleasant how both did fit it Mar. A marke marueilous well shot for they both did hit Boy A mark O marke but that marke a marke saies my Lady Let the mark haue a pricke in 't to meat at if it may be Mar. Wide a' th bow hand yfaith your hand is out Clo. Indeede a' must shoote nearer or hee le ne're hit the clout Boy And if my hand be out then belike your hand is in Clo. Then will shee get the vpshoot by cleauing the is in Ma. Come come you talke greasely your lips grow foule Clo. She 's too hard for you at pricks sir challenge her to boule Boy I feare too much rubbing good night my good Oule Clo. By my soule a Swaine a most simple Clowne Lord Lord how the Ladies and I haue put him downe O my troth most sweete iests most inconie vulgar wit When it comes so smoothly off so obscenely as it were so fit Armathor ath to the side O a most dainty man To see him walke before a Lady and to beare her Fan. To see him kisse his hand and how most sweetly a will sweare And his Page at other side that handfull of wit Ah heauens it is most patheticall nit Sowla sowla Exeunt Shoote within Enter Dull Holofernes the Pedant and Nathaniel Nat. Very reuerent sport truely and done in the testimony of a good conscience Ped. The Deare was as you know sanguis in
choose to haue A weight of carrion flesh then to receiue Three thousand Ducats I le not answer that But say it is my humor Is it answered What if my house be troubled with a Rat And I be pleas'd to giue ten thousand Ducates To haue it bain'd What are you answer'd yet Some men there are loue not a gaping Pigge Some that are mad if they behold a Cat And others when the bag-pipe sings i' th nose Cannot containe their Vrine for affection Masters of passion swayes it to the moode Of what it likes or loaths now for your answer As there is no firme reason to be rendred Why he cannot abide a gaping Pigge Why he a harmlesse necessarie Cat Why he a woollen bag-pipe but of force Must yeeld to such ineuitable shame As to offend himselfe being offended So can I giue no reason nor I will not More then a lodg'd hate and a certaine loathing I beare Anthonio that I follow thus A loosing suite against him Are you answered Bass This is no answer thou vnfeeling man To excuse the currant of thy cruelty Iew. I am not bound to please thee with my answer Bass Do all men kil the things they do not loue Iew. Hates any man the thing he would not kill Bass Euerie offence is not a hate at first Iew. What wouldst thou haue a Serpent sting thee twice Ant. I pray you thinke you question with the Iew You may as well go stand vpon the beach And bid the maine flood baite his vsuall height Or euen as well vse question with the Wolfe The Ewe bleate for the Lambe You may as well forbid the Mountaine Pines To wagge their high tops and to make no noise When they are fretted with the gusts of heauen You may as well do any thing most hard As seeke to soften that then which what harder His Iewish heart Therefore I do beseech you Make no more offers vse no farther meanes But with all briefe and plaine conueniencie Let me haue iudgement and the Iew his will Bas For thy three thousand Ducates heereis six Iew. If euerie Ducat in sixe thousand Ducates Were in sixe parts and euery part a Ducate I would not draw them I would haue my bond Du. How shalt thou hope for mercie rendring none Iew. What iudgement shall I dread doing no wrong You haue among you many a purchast slaue Which like your Asses and your Dogs and Mules You vse in abiect and in slauish parts Because you bought them Shall I say to you Let them be free marrie them to your heires Why sweate they vnder burthens Let their beds Be made as soft as yours and let their pallats Be season'd with such Viands you will answer The slaues are ours So do I answer you The pound of flesh which I demand of him Is deerely bought 't is mine and I will haue it If you deny me fie vpon your Law There is no force in the decrees of Venice I stand for iudgement answer Shall I haue it Du. Vpon my power I may dismisse this Court Vnlesse Bellario a learned Doctor Whom I haue sent for to determine this Come heere to day Sal. My Lord heere stayes without A Messenger with Letters from the Doctor New come from Padua Du. Bring vs the Letters Call the Messengers Bass Good cheere Anthonio What man corage yet The Iew shall haue my flesh blood bones and all Ere thou shalt loose for me one drop of blood Ant. I am a tainted Weather of the flocke Meetest for death the weakest kinde of fruite Drops earliest to the ground and so let me You cannot better be employ'd Bassanio Then to liue still and write mine Epitaph Enter Nerrissa Du. Came you from Padua from Bellario Ner. From both My Lord Bellario greets your Grace Bas Why dost thou whet thy knife so earnestly Iew. To cut the forfeiture from that bankrout there Gra. Not on thy soale but on thy soule harsh Iew Thou mak'st thy knife keene but no mettall can No not the hangmans Axe beare halfe the keennesse Of thy sharpe enuy Can no prayers pierce thee Iew. No none that thou hast wit enough to make Gra. O be thou damn'd inexecrable dogge And for thy life let iustice be accus'd Thou almost mak'st me wauer in my faith To hold opinion with Pythagoras That soules of Animals infuse themselues Into the trunkes of men Thy currish spirit Gouern'd a Wolfe who hang'd for humane slaughter Euen from the gallowes did his fell soule fleet And whil'st thou layest in thy vnhallowed dam Infus'd it selfe in thee For thy desires Are Woluish bloody steru'd and rauenous Iew. Till thou canst raile the seale from off my bond Thou but offend'st thy Lungs to speake so loud Repaire thy wit good youth or it will fall To endlesse ruine I stand heere for Law Du. This Letter from Bellario doth commend A yong and Learned Doctor in our Court Where is he Ner. He attendeth heere hard by To know your answer whether you 'l admit him Du. With all my heart Some three or four of you Go giue him curteous conduct to this place Meane time the Court shall heare Bellarioes Letter YOur Grace shall vnderstand that at the receive of your Letter I am very sicke but in the instant that your messenger came in louing visitation was with me a young Doctor of Rome his name is Balthasâ—n I acquained him with the cause in Controuersie betweene the Iew and Anthonio the Merchant We turn'd ore many Bookes together hee is furnished with my opinion which 〈◊〉 â—ed with his owne learning the greatnesse whereof I cannot enough command comes with him at my importunity to fill vp your Graces request in my sted I beseech you let his lacke of years be no impediment to let him lacke a reuerend estimation for I neuer knewe so yong a body with so old a head I leaue him to your gracious acceptance whose trial shall better publish his commendation Enter Portia for Balthazar Duke You heare the learn'd Bellario what he writes And heere I take it is the Doctor come Giue me your hand Came you from old Bellario Por. I did my Lord. Du. You are welcome take your place Are you acquainted with the difference That holds this present question in the Court. Por. I am enformed throughly of the cause Which is the Merchant heere and which the Iew Du. Anthonio and old Shylocke both stand forth Por. Is your name Shylocke Iew. Shylocke is my name Por. Of a strange nature is the sute you follow Yet in such rule that the Venetian Law Cannot impugne you as you do proceed You stand within his danger do you not Ant. I so he sayes Por. Do you confesse the bond Ant. I do Por. Then must the Iew be mercifull Iew. On what compulsion must I Tell me that Por. The quality of mercy is not strain'd It droppeth as the gentle raine from heauen Vpon the place beneath It is twice blest It blesseth him that giues and him that
safest way To hide vs from pursuite that will be made After my flight now goe in we content To libertie and not to banishment Exeunt Actus Secundus Scoena Prima Enter Duke Senior Amyens and two or three Lords like Forresters Duk. Sen. Now my Coe-mates and brothers in exile Hath not old custome made this life more sweete Then that of painted pompe Are not these woods More free from perill then the enuious Court Heere feele we not the penaltie of Adam The seasons difference as the I cie phange And churlish chiding of the winters winde Which when it bites and blowes vpon my body Euen till I shrinke with cold I smile and say This is no flattery these are counsellors That feelingly perswade me what I am Sweet are the vses of aduersitie Which like the toad ougly and venemous Weares yet a precious Iewell in his head And this our life exempt from publike haunt Findes tongues in trees bookes in the running brookes Sermons in stones and good in euery thing Amien I would not change it happy is your Grace That can translate the stubbornnesse of fortune Into so quiet and so sweet a stile Du. Sen. Come shall we goe and kill vs venison And yet it irkes me the poore dapled fooles Being natiue Burgers of this desert City Should in their owne confines with forked heads Haue their round banches goard 1. Lord. Indeed my Lord The melancholy Iaques grieues at that And in that kinde sweares you doe more vsurpe Then doth your brother that hath banish'd you To day my Lord of Amiens and my selfe Did steale behinde him as he lay along Vnder an oake whose anticke roote peepes out Vpon the brooke that brawles along this wood To the which place a poore sequestred Stag That from the Hunters aime had tane a hurt Did come to languish and indeed my Lord The wretched annimall heau'd forth such groanes That their discharge did stretch his leatherne coat Almost to bursting and the big round teares Cours'd one another downe his innocent nose In pitteous chase and thus the hairie foole Much marked of the melancholie Iaques Stood on th' extremest verge of the swift brooke Augmenting it with teares Du. Sen. But what said Iaques Did he not moralize this spectacle 1. Lord. O yes into a thousand similies First for his weeping into the needlesse streame Poore Deere quoth he thou mak'st a testament As worldlings doe giuing thy sum of more To that which had too must then being there alone Left and abandoned of his veluet friend 'T is right quoth he thus miserie doth part The Fluxe of companie anon a carelesse Heard Full of the pasture iumps along by him And neuer staiâ— to greet him I quoth Iaques Sweepe on you fat and greazie Citizens 'T is iust the fashion wherefore doe you looke Vpon that poore and broken bankrupt there Thus most inuectiuely he pierceth through The body of Countrie Citie Court Yea and of this our life swearing that we Are meere vsurpers tyrants and what 's worse To fright the Annimals and to kill them vp In their assign'd and natiue dwelling place D. Sen. And did you leaue him in this contemplation 2. Lord. We did my Lord weeping and commenting Vpon the sobbing Deere Du. Sen. Show me the place I loue to cope him in these sullen fits For then he 's full of matter 1. Lor. I le bring you to him strait Exeunt Scena Secunda Enter Duke with Lords Duk. Can it be possible that no man saw them It cannot be some villaines of my Court Are of consent and sufferance in this 1. Lo. I cannot heare of any that did see her The Ladies her attendants of her chamber Saw her a bed and in the morning early They found the bed vntreasur'd of their Mistris 2. Lor. My Lord the roynish Clown at whom so oft Your Grace was wont to laugh is also missing Hisperia the Princesse Gentlewoman Confesses that she secretly ore-heard Your daughter and her Cosen much commend The parts and graces of the Wrastler That did but lately foile the synowie Charles And she beleeues where euer they are gone That youth is surely in their companie Duk. Send to his brother fetch that gallant hither If he be absent bring his Brother to me I le make him finde him do this sodainly And let not search and inquisition quaile To bring againe these foolish runawaies Exunt Scena Tertia Enter Orlando and Adam Orl. Who 's there Ad. What my yong Master oh my gentle master Oh my sweet master O you memorie Of old Sir Rowland why what make you here Why are you vertuous Why do people loue you And wherefore are you gentle strong and valiant Why would you be so fond to ouercome The bonnie priser of the humorous Duke Your praise is come too swiftly home before you Know you not Master to seeme kinde of men Their graces serue them but as enemies No more doe yours your vertues gentle Master Are sanctified and holy traitors to you Oh what a world is this when what is comely Enuenoms him that beares it Why what 's the matter Ad. O vnhappie youth Come not within these doores within this roofe The enemie of all your graces liues Your brother no no brother yet the sonne Yet not the son I will not call him son Of him I was about to call his Father Hath heard your praises and this night he meanes To burne the lodging where you vse to lye And you within it if he faile of that He will haue other meanes to cut you off I ouerheard him and his practises This is no place this house is but a butcherie Abhorre it feare it doe not enter it Ad. Why whether Adam would'st thou haue me go Ad. No matter whether so you come not here Orl. What would'st thou haue me go beg my food Or with a base and boistrous Sword enforce A theeuish liuing on the common rode This I must do or know not what to do Yet this I will not do do how I can I rather will subiect me to the malice Of a diuerted blood and bloudie brother Ad. But do not so I haue fiue hundred Crownes The thriftie hire I saued vnder your Father Which I did store to be my foster Nurse When seruice should in my old limbs lie lame And vnregarded age in corners throwne Take that and he that doth the Rauens feede Yea prouidently caters for the Sparrow Be comfort to my age here is the gold All this I giue you let me be your seruant Though I looke old yet I am strong and lustie For in my youth I neuer did apply Hot and rebellious liquors in my bloud Nor did not with vnbashfull forehead woe The meanes of weaknesse and debilitie Therefore my age is as a lustie winter Frostie but kindely let me goe with you I le doe the seruice of a yonger man In all your businesse and necessities Orl. Oh good old man how well in thee appeares The constant seruice
ten groats is for the hand of an Atturney as your French Crowne for your taffety punke as Tibs rush for Toms fore-finger as a pancake for Shroue-tuesday a Morris for May-day as the naile to his hole the Cuckold to his horne as a scolding queane to a wrangling knaue as the Nuns lip to the Friers mouth nay as the pudding to his skin Lady Haue you I say an answere of such fitnesse for all questions Clo. From below your Duke to beneath your Constable it will fit any question Lady It must be an answere of most monstrous size that must fit all demands Clo. But a triflle neither in good faith if the learned should speake truth of it heere it is and all that belongs to 't Aske mee if I am a Courtier it shall doe you no harme to learne Lady To be young againe if we could I will bee a foole in question hoping to bee the wiser by your answer La. I pray you sir are you a Courtier Clo. O Lord sir there 's a simple putting off more more a hundred of them La. Sir I am a poore freind of yours that loues you Clo. O Lord sir thicke thicke spare not me La. I thinke sir you can eate none of this homely meate Clo. O Lord sir nay put me too 't I warrant you La. You were lately whipt sir as I thinke Clo. O Lord sir spare not me La. Doe you crie O Lord sir at your whipping and spare not me Indeed your O Lord sir is very sequent to your whipping you would answere very well to a whipping if you were but bound too 't Clo. I nere had worse lucke in my life in my O Lord sir I see things may serue long but not serue euer La. I play the noble huswife with the time to entertaine it so merrily with a foole Clo. O Lord sir why there 't serues well agen La. And end sir to your businesse giue Hellen this And vrge her to a present answer backe Commend me to my kinsmen and my sonne This is not much Clo. Not much commendation to them La. Not much imployement for you you vnderstand me Clo Most fruitfully I am there before my legegs La. Hast you agen Exeunt Enter Count Lafew and Parolles Ol. Laf. They say miracles are past and we haue our Philosophicall persons to make moderne and familiar things supernaturall and causelesse Hence is it that we make trifles of terrours ensconcing our selues into seeming knowledge when we should submit our selues to an vnknowne feare Par. Why 't is the rarest argument of wonder that hath shot out in our latter times Ros And so ' t is Ol. Laf. To be relinquisht of the Artists Par. So I say both of Galen and Paracelsus Ol. Laf. Of all the learned and authenticke fellowes Par. Right so I say Ol Laf. That gaue him out incureable Par. Why there 't is so say I too Ol. Laf. Not to be help'd Par. Right as 't were a man assur'd of a Ol. Laf. Vncertaine life and sure death Par. Iust you say well so would I haue said Ol. Laf. I may truly say it is a noueltie to the world Par. It is indeede if you will haue it in shewing you shall reade it in what do ye call there Ol. Laf. A shewing of a heauenly effect in an earthly Actor Par. That 's it I would haue said the verie same Ol. Laf. Why your Dolphin is not lustier fore mee I speake in respect Par. Nay 't is strange 't is very straunge that is the breefe and the tedious of it and he 's of a most facinerious spirit that will not acknowledge it to be the Ol. Laf. Very hand of heauen Par. I so I say Ol. Laf. In a most weake Par. And debile minister great power grear trancendence which should indeede giue vs a further vse to be made then alone then recou'ry of the king as to bee Old Laf. Generally thankfull Enter King Hellen and attendants Par. I would haue said it you say well heere comes the King Ol. Laf. Lustique as the Dutchman saies I le like a maide the Better whil'st I haue a tooth in my head why he 's able to leade her a Carranto Par. Mor du vinager is not this Helen Ol. Laf. Fore God I thinke so King Goe call before mee all the Lords in Court Sit my preseruer by thy patients side And with this healthfull hand whose banisht sence Thou hast repeal'd a second time receyue The confirmation of my promis'd guift Which but attends thy naming Enter 3 or 4 Lords Faire Maide send forth thine eye this youthfull parcell Of Noble Batchellors stand at my bestowing Ore whom both Soueraigne power and fathers voice I haue to vse thy franke election make Thou hast power to choose and they none to forsake Hel. To each of you one faire and vertuous Mistris Fall when loue please marry to each but one Old Laf. I 'de giue bay curtall and his furniture My mouth no more were broken then these boyes And writ as little beard King Peruse them well Not one of those but had a Noble father She addresses her to a Lord. Hel. Gentlemen heauen hath through me restor'd the king to health All. We vnderstand it and thanke heauen for you Hel. I am a simple Maide and therein wealthiest That I protest I simply am a Maide Please it your Maiestie I haue done already The blushes in my cheekes thus whisper mee We blush that thou shouldst choose but be refused Let the white death sit on thy cheeke for euer Wee 'l nere come there againe King Make choise and see Who shuns thy loue shuns all his loue in mee Hel. Now Dian from thy Altar do I fly And to imperiall loue that God most high Do my sighes streame Sir wil you heare my suite 1. Lo And grant it Hel. Thankes sir all the rest is mute Ol. Laf. I had rather be in this choise then throw Ames-ace for my life Hel. The honor sir that flames in your faire eyes Before I speake too threatningly replies Loue make your fortunes twentie times aboue Her that so vvishes and her humble loue 2. Lo. No better if you please Hel. My wish receiue Which great loue grant and so I take my leaue Ol. Laf. Do all they denie her And they were sons of mine I 'de haue them whip'd or I would send them to ' th Turke to make Eunuches of Hel. Be not afraid that I your hand should take I le neuer do you wrong for your owne sake Blessing vpon your vowes and in your bed Finde fairer fortune if you euer wed Old Laf. These boyes are boyes of Ice they 'le none haue heere sure they are bastards to the English the French nere got em La. You are too young too happie and too good To make your selfe a sonne out of my blood 4. Lord. Faire one I thinke not so Ol. Lord There 's one grape yet I am sure thy father drunke wine But if thou best not an asse
him all the honor That good conuenience claimes La. Returne you thither Fren. E. I Madam with the swiftest wing of speed Hel. Till I haue no wife I haue nothing in France 'T is bitter La. Finde you that there Hel. I Madame Fren. E. 'T is but the boldnesse of his hand haply which his heart was not consenting too Lad. Nothing in France vntill he haue no wife There 's nothing heere that is too good for him But onely she and she deserues a Lord That twenty such rude boyes might tend vpon And call her hourely Mistris Who was with him Fren. E. A seruant onely and a Gentleman whlch I haue sometime knowne La. Parolles was it not Fren. E. I my good Ladie hee La. A verie tainted fellow and full of wickednesse My sonne corrupts a well deriued nature With his inducement Fren. E. Indeed good Ladie the fellow has a deale of that too much which holds him much to haue La. Y' are welcome Gentlemen I will intreate you when you see my sonne to tell him that his sword can neuer winne the honor that he looses more I le intreate you written to beare along Fren. G. We serue you Madam in that and all your worthiest affaires La. Not so but as we change our courtesies Will you draw neere Exit Hel. Till I haue no wife I haue nothing in France Nothing in France vntill he has no wife Thou shalt haue none Rossillion none in France Then hast thou all againe poore Lord is' t I That chase thee from thy Countrie and expose Those tender limbes of thine to the euent Of the none-sparing warre And is it I That driue thee from the sportiue Court where thou Was 't shot at with faire eyes to be the marke Of smoakie Muskâ—ts O you leaden messengers That ride vpon the violent speede of fire Fly with false ayme moue the still-peering aire That sings with piercing do not touch my Lord Who euer shoots at him I set him there Who euer charges on his forward brest I am the Caitiffe that do hold him too 't And though I kill him not I am the cause His death was so effected Better 't were I met the rauine Lyon when he roar'd With sharpe constraint of hunger better 't were That all the miseries which nature owes Were mine at once No come thou home Rossillion Whence honor but of danger winnes a scarre As oft it looses all I will be gone My being heere it is that holds thee hence Shall I stay heere to doo 't No no although The ayre of Paradise did fan the house And Angles offic'd all I will be gone That pittifull rumour may report my flight To consolate thine eare Come night end day For with the darke poore theefe I le steale away Exit Flourish Enter the Duke of Florence Rossillion drum and trumpets soldiers Parrolles Duke The Generall of our horse thou art and we Great in our hope lay our best loue and credence Vpon thy promising fortune Ber. Sir it is A charge too heauy for my strength but yet Wee 'l striue to beare it for your worthy sake To th' extreme edge of hazard Duke Then go thou forâ—h And fortune play vpon thy prosperous helme As thy auspicious mistris Ber. This very day Great Mars I put my selfe into thy file Make me but like my thoughts and I shall proue A louer of thy drumme hater of loue Exeunt omnes Eâ—ter Countesse Steward La. Alas and would you take the letter of her Might you not know she would do as she has done By sending me a Letter Reade it agen Letter I am S. Iaques Pilgrim thither gone Ambitious loue hath so in me offended That bare-foot plod I the cold ground vpon With sainted vow my faults to haue amended Write write that from the bloodie course of warre My deerest Master your deare sonne may hie Blesse him at home in peace Whilst I from farre His name with zealous feruour sanctifie His taken labours bid him me forgiue I his despightfull Iuno sent him forth From Courtly friends with Camping foes to liue Where death and danger dogges the heeles of worth He is too good and faire for death and mee Whom I my selfe embrace to set him free Ah what sharpe stings are in her mildest words Rynaldo you did neuer lacke aduice so much As letting her passe so had I spoke with her I could haue well diuerted her intents Which thus she hath preuented Ste. Pardon me Madam If I had giuen you this at ouer-night She might haue beene ore-tane and yet she writes Pursuite would be but vaine La. What Angell shall Blesse this vnworthy husband he cannot thriue Vnlesse her prayers whom heauen delights to beare And loues to grant repreeue him from the wrath Of greatest Iustice Write write Rynaldo To this vnworthy husband of his wife Let euerie word waigh heauie of her worth That he does waigh too light my greatest greefe Though little he do feele it set downe sharpely Dispatch the most conuenient messenger When haply he shall heare that she is gone He will returne and hope I may that shee Hearing so much will speede her foote againe Led hither by pure loue which of them both Is deerest to me I haue no skill in sence To make distinction prouide this Messenger My heart is heauie and mine age is weake Greefe would haue teares and sorrow bids me speake Exeunt A Tucket afarre off Enter old Widdow of Florence her daughter Violenta and Mariana with other Citizens Widdow Nay come For if they do approach the Citty We shall loose all the sight Diana They say the French Count has done Most honourable seruice Wid. It is reported That he has taken their great'st Commander And that with his owne hand he slew The Dukes brother we haue lost our labour They are gone a contrarie wayâ— harke you may know by their Trumpets Maria. Come le ts returne againe And suffice our selues with the report of it Well Diana take heed of this French Earle The honor of a Maide is her name And no Legacie is so rich As honestie Widdow I haue told my neighbour How you haue beene solicited by a Gentleman His Companion Maria. I know that knaue hang him one Parolles a filthy Officer he is in those suggestions for the young Earle beware of them Diana their promises entisements oathes tokens and all these engines of lust are not the things they go vnder many a maide hath beene seduced by them and the miserie is example that so terrible shewes in the wracke of maiden-hood cannot for all that disswade succession but that they are limed with the twigges that threatens them I hope I neede not to aduise you further but I hope your owne grace will keepe you where you are though there were no further danger knowne but the modestie which is so lost Dia. You shall not neede to feare me Enter Hellen. Wid. I hope so looke here comes a pilgrim I know she will lye at my
do Par. Or to drowne my cloathes and say I was stript Lo. E. Hardly serue Par. Though I swore I leapt from the window of the Citadell Lo. E. How deepe Par. Thirty fadome Lo. E. Three great oathes would scarse make that be beleeued Par. I would I had any drumme of the enemies I would sweare I recouer'd it Lo. E. You shall heare one anon Par. A drumme now of the enemies Alarum within Lo E. Throca movousus cargo cargo cargo All. Cargo cargo cargo villianda par corbo cargo Par. O ransome ransome Do not hide mine eyes Inter. Boskos thromuldo boskos Par. I know you are the Muâ—kos Regiment And I shall loose my life for want of language If there be heere German or Dane Low Dutch Italian or French let him speake to me I le discouer that which shal vndo the Florentine Int. Boskos vauvado I vnderstand thee can speake thy tongue Kerelybonto sir betake thee to thy faith for seuenteene ponyards are at thy bosome Par. Oh. Inter. Oh pray pray pray Manka reâ—ania dulche Lo. E. Oscorbidulchos voliuorcâ— Int. The Generall is content to spare thee yet And hoodwinkt as thou art will leade thee on To gather from thee Haply thou mayst informe Something to saue thy life Par. O let me liue And all the secrets of our campe I le shew Their force their purposes Nay I le speake that Which you will wonder at Inter. But wilt thou faithfully Par. If I do not damne me Inter. Acordo linta Come on thou are granted space Exit A short Alarum within L.E. Go tell the Count Rossillion and my brother We haue caught the woodcocke and will keepe him mufled Till we do heare from them Sol. Captaine I will L.E. A will betray vs all vnto our selues Informe on that Sol. So I will sir L.E. Till then I le keepe him darke and safely lockt Exit Enter Bertram and the Maide called Diana Ber. They told me that your name was Fontybell Dia. No my good Lord Diana Ber. Titled Goddesse And worth it with addition but faire soule In your fine frame hath loue no qualitie If the quicke fire of youth light not your minde You are no Maiden but a monument When you are dead you should be such a one As you are now for you are cold and sterne And now you should be as your mother was When your sweet selfâ— was got Dia. She then was honest Ber. So should you be Dia. No My mother did but dutie such my Lord As you owe to your wife Ber. No more a' that I prethee do not striue against my vowes I was compell'd to her but I loue thee By loues owne sweet constraint and will for euer Do thee all rights of seruice Dia. I so you serue vs Till we serue you But when you haue our Roses You barely leaue our thornes to pricke our selues And mocke vs with our barenesse Ber. How haue I sworne Dia. T is not the many oathes that makes the truth But the plaine single vow that is vow'd true What is not holie that we sweare not by But take the high'st to witnesse then pray you tell me If I should sweare by Ioues great attributes I lou'd you deerely would you beleeue my oathes When I did loue you ill This ha's no holding To sweare by him whom I protest to loue That I will worke against him Therefore your oathes Are words and poore conditions but vnseal'd At lest in my opinion Ber. Change it change it Be not so holy cruell Loue is holie And my integritie ne're knew the crafts That you do charge men with Stand no more off But giue thy selfe vnto my sicke desires Who then recouers Say thou art mine and euer My loue as it beginnes shall so perseuer Dia. I see that men make rope's in such a scarre That wee 'l forsake our selues Giue me that Ring Ber. I le lend it thee my deere but haue no power To giue it from me Dia. Will you not my Lord Ber. It is an honour longing to our house Bequeathed downe from manie Ancestors Which were the greatest obloquie i' th world In me to loose Dian. Mine Honors such a Ring My chastities the Iewell of our house Bequeathed downe from many Ancestors Which were the greatest obloquie i' th world In mee to loose Thus your owne proper wisedome Brings in the Champion honor on my part Against your vaine assault Ber. Heere take my Ring My house mine honor yea my life be thine And I le be bid by thee Dia When midnight comes knocke at my chamber window I le order take my mother shall not heare Now will I charge you in the band of truth When you haue conquer'd my yet maiden-bed Remaine there but an houre nor speake to mee My reasons are most strong and you shall know them When backe againe this Ring shall be deliuer'd And on your finger in the night I le put Another Ring that what in time proceeds May token to the future our past deeds Adieu till then then faile not you haue wonne A wife of me though there my hope be done Ber. A heauen on earth I haue won by wooing thee Di. For which liue long to thank both heauen me You may so in the end My mother told me iust how he would woo As if she sate in 's heart She sayes all men Haue the like oathes He had sworne to marrie me When his wife 's dead therfore I le lye with him When I am buried Since Frenchmen are so braide Marry that will I liue and die a Maid Onely in this disguise I think 't no sinne To cosen him that would vniustly winne Exit Enter the two French Captaines and some two or three Souldiours Cap. G. You haue not giuen him his mothers letter Cap E. I haue deliu'red it an houre since there is som thing in 't that stings his nature for on the reading it he chang'd almost into another man Cap. G. He has much worthy blame laid vpon him for shaking off so good a wife and so sweet a Lady Cap. E. Especially hee hath incurred the euerlasting displeasure of the King who had euen tun'd his bounty to sing happinesse to him I will tell you a thing but you shall let it dwell darkly with you Cap. G. When you haue spoken it 't is dead and I am the graue of it Cap. E. Hee hath peruerted a young Gentlewoman heere in Florence of a most chaste renown this night he fleshes his will in the spoyle of her honour hee hath giuen her his monumentall Ring and thinkes himselfe made in the vnchaste composition Cap. G. Now God delay our rebellion as we are our selues what things are we Cap. E. Meerely our owne traitours And as in the common course of all treasons we still see them reueale themselues till they attaine to their abhorr'd ends so he that in this action contriues against his owne Nobility in his proper streame ore-flowes himselfe Cap.
Lord And was a common gamester to the Campe. Dia. He do's me wrong my Lord If I were so He might haue bought me at a common price Do not beleeue him O behold this Ring Whose high respect and rich validitie Did lacke a Paralell yet for all that He gaue it to a Commoner a' th Campe If I be one Coun. He blushes and 't is hit Of sixe preceding Ancestors that Iemme Confer'd by testament to ' th sequent issue Hath it beene owed and worne This is his wife That Ring 's a thousand proofes King Me thought you saide You saw one heere in Court could witnesse it Dia. I did my Lord but loath am to produce So bad an instrument his names Parrolles Laf. I saw the man to day if man he bee Kin. Finde him and bring him hether Ros What of him He 's quoted for a most pe fidious slaue With all the spots a' th world taxt and debosh'd Whose nature sickens but to speake a truth Am I or that or this for what he 'l vtter That will speake any thing Kin. She hath that Ring of yours Ros I thinke she has certaine it is I lyk'd her And boorded her i' th wanton way of youth She knew her distance and did angle for mee Madding my eagernesse with her restraint As all impediments in fancies course Are motiues of more fancie and in fine Her insuite comming with her moderne grace Subdu'd me to her rate she got the Ring And I had that which any inferiour might At Market price haue bought Dia. I must be patient You that haue turn'd off a first so noble wife May iustly dyet me I pray you yet Since you lacke vertue I will loose a husband Send for your Ring I will returne it home And giue me mine againe Ros I haue it not Kin. What Ring was yours I pray you Dian. Sir much like the same vpon your finger Kin. Know you this Ring this Ring was his of late Dia. And this was it I gaue him being a bed Kin. The story then goes false you threw it him Out of a Casement Dia. I haue spoke the truth Enter Parolles Ros My Lord I do confesse the ring was hers Kin. You boggle shrewdly euery feather starts you Is this the man you speake of Dia. I my Lord. Kin. Tell me sirrah but tell me true I charge you Not fearing the displeasure of your master Which on your iust proceeding I le keepe off By him and by this woman heere what know you Par. So please your Maiesty my master hath bin an honourable Gentleman Trickes hee hath had in him which Gentlemen haue Kin. Come come to ' th' purpose Did hee loue this woman Par. Faith sir he did loue her but how Kin. How I pray you Par. He did loue her sir as a Gent. loues a Woman Kin. How is that Par. He lou'd her sir and lou'd her not Kin. As thou art a knaue and no knaue what an equiuocall Companion is this Par. I am a poore man and at your Maiesties command Laf. Hee 's a good drumme my Lord but a naughtie Orator Dian. Do you know he promist me marriage Par. Faith I know more then I le speake Kin. But wilt thou not speake all thou know'st Par. Yes so please your Maiesty I did goe betweene them as I said but more then that he loued her for indeede he was madde for her and talkt of Sathan and of Limbo and of Furies and I know not what yet I was in that credit with them at that time that I knewe of their going to bed and of other motions as promising her marriage and things which would deriue mee ill will to speake of therefore I will not speake what I know Kin. Thou hast spoken all alreadie vnlesse thou canst say they are maried but thou art too fine in thy euidence therefore stand aside This Ring you say was yours Dia. I my good Lord. Kin. Where did you buy it Or who gaue it you Dia. It was not giuen me nor I did not buy it Kin. Who lent it you Dia. It was not lent me neither Kin. Where did you finde it then Dia. I found it not Kin. If it were yours by none of all these wayes How could you giue it him Dia. I neuer gaue it him Laf. This womans an easie gloue my Lord she goes off and on at pleasure Kin. This Ring was mine I gaue it his first wife Dia. It might be yours or hers for ought I know Kin. Take her away I do not like her now To prison with her and away with him Vnlesse thou telst me where thou hadst this Ring Thou diest within this houre Dia. I le neuer tell you Kin. Take her away Dia. I le put in baile my liedge Kin. I thinke thee now some common Customer Dia. By Ioue if euer I knew man 't was you King Wherefore hast thou accusde him al this while Dia. Because he 's guiltie and he is not guilty He knowes I am no Maid and hee 'l sweare too 't I le sweare I am a Maid and he knowes not Great King I am no strumpet by my life I am either Maid or else this old mans wife Kin. She does abuse our eares to prison with her Dia. Good mother fetch my bayle Stay Royall sir The Ieweller that owes the Ring is sent for And he shall surety me But for this Lord Who hath abus'd me as he knowes himselfe Though yet he neuer harm'd me heere I quit him He knowes himselfe my bed he hath defil'd And at that time he got his wife with childe Dead though she be she feeles her yong one kicke So there 's my riddle one that 's dead is quicke And now behold the meaning Enter Hellen and Widdow Kin. Is there no exorcist Beguiles the truer Office of mine eyes Is' t reall that I see Hel. No my good Lord 'T is but the shadow of a wife you see The name and not the thing Ros Both both O pardon Hel. Oh my good Lord when I was like this Maid I found you wondrous kinde there is your Ring And looke you heere 's your letter this it sayes When from my finger you can get this Ring And is by me with childe c. This is done Will you be mine now you are doubly wonne Ros If she my Liege can make me know this clearly I le loue her dearely euer euer dearly Hel. If it appeare not plaine and proue vntrue Deadly diuorce step betweene me and you O my deere mother do I see you liuing Laf. Mine eyes smell Onions I shall weepe anon Good Tom Drumme lend me a handkercher So I thanke thee waite on me home I le make sport with thee Let thy curtsies alone they are scuruy ones King Let vs from point to point this storie know To make the euen truth in pleasure flow If thou beest yet a fresh vncropped flower Choose thou thy husband and I le pay thy dower For I can guesse that by thy
are scoundrels and substractor that say so of him Who are they Ma. They that adde moreour hee 's drunke nightly in your company To. With drinking healths to my Neece I le drinke to her as long as there is a passage in my throat drinke in Illyria he 's a Coward and a Coystrill that will not drinke to my Neece till his braines turne o' th toe like a parish top What wench Castiliano vulgo for here coms Sir Andrew Agueface Enter Sir Andrew And. Sir Toby Belch How now sir Toby Belch To. Sweet sir Andrew And. Blesse you faire Shrew Mar. And you too sir Tob. Accost Sir Andrew accost And. What 's that To. My Neeces Chamber-maid Ma. Good Mistris accost I desire better acquaintance Ma. My name is Mary sir And. Good mistris Mary accost To You mistake knight Accost is front her boord her woe her assayle her And. By my troth I would not vndertake her in this company Is that the meaning of Accost Ma. Far you well Gentlemen To. And thou let part so Sir Andrew would thou mightst neuer draw sword agen And. And you part so mistris I would I might neuer draw sword agen Faire Lady doe you thinke you haue fooles in hand Ma. Sir I haue not you by ' th hand An. Marry but you shall haue and heere 's my hand Ma. Now sir thought is free I pray you bring your hand to ' th Buttry barre and let it drinke An. Wherefore sweet-heart What 's your Metaphor Ma. It 's dry sir And. Why I thinke so I am not such an asse but I can keepe my hand dry But what 's your iest Ma. A dry iest Sir And. Are you full of them Ma. I Sir I haue them at my fingers ends marry now I let go your hand I am barren Exit Maria To. O knight thou lack'st a cup of Canarie when did I see thee so put downe An. Neuer in your life I thinke vnlesse you see Canarie put me downe mee thinkes sometimes I haue no more wit then a Christian or an ordinary man ha's but I am a great eater of beefe and I beleeue that does harme to my wit To. No question An. And I thought that I 'de forsweare it I le ride home to morrow sir Toby To. Pur-quoy my deere knight An. What is purquoy Do or not do I would I had bestowed that time in the tongues that I haue in fencing dancing and beare-bayting O had I but followed the Arts. To. Then hadst thou had an excellent head of haire An. Why would that haue mended my haire To. Past question for thou seest it will not coole my nature An But it becoms we wel enough dost not To. Excellent it hangs like flax on a distaffe I hope to see a huswife take thee between her legs spin it off An. Faith I le home to morrow sir Toby your niece wil not be seene or if she be it 's four to one she 'l none of me the Count himselfe here hard by wooes her To. Shee 'l none o' th Count she 'l not match aboue hir degree neither in estate yeares nor wit I haue heard her swear 't Tut there 's life in 't man And. I le stay a moneth longer I am a fellow o' th strangest minde i' th world I delight in Maskes and Reuels sometimes altogether To. Art thou good at these kicke-chawses Knight And. As any man in Illyria whatsoeuer he be vnder the degree of my betters yet I will not compare with an old man To. What is thy excellence in a galliard knight And. Faith I can cut a caper To. And I can cut the Mutton too 't And. And I thinke I haue the backe-tricke simply as strong as any man in Illyria To. Wherefore are these things hid Wherefore haue these gifts a Curtaine before ' em Are they like to take dust like mistris Mals picture Why dost thou not goe to Church in a Galliard and come home in a Carranto My verie walke should be a Iigge I would not so much as make water but in a Sinke-a-pace What dooest thou meane Is it a world to hide vertues in I did thinke by the excellent constitution of thy legge it was form'd vnder the starre of a Galliard And I 't is strong and it does indifferent well in a dam'd colour'd stocke Shall we sit about some Reuels To. What shall we do else were we not borne vnder Taurus And. Taurus That sides and heart To. No sir it is leggs and thighes let me see thee caper Ha higher ha ha excellent Exeunt Scena Quarta Enter Valentine and Viola in mans attire Val. If the Duke continue these fauours towards you Cesario you are like to be much aduanc'd he hath known you but three dayes and already you are no stranger Vio. You either feare his humour or my negligence that you call in question the continuance of his loue Is he inconstant sir in his fauours Val No beleeue me Enter Duke Curio and Attendants Vio. I thanke you heere comes the Count. Duke Who saw Cesario hoa Vio. On your attendance my Lord heere Du Stand you a-while aloofe Cesario Thou knowst no lesse but all I haue vnclasp'd To thee the booke euen of my secret soule Therefore good youth addresse thy gate vnto her Be not deni'de accesse stand at her doores And tell them there thy fixed foot shall grow Till thou haue audience Vio Sure my Noble Lord If she be so abandon'd to her sorrow As it is spoke she neuer will admit me Du Be clamorous and leape all ciuill bounds Rather then make vnprofited returne Vio. Say I do speake with her my Lord what then Du. O then vnfold the passion of my loue Surprize her with discourse of my deere faith It shall become thee well to act my woes She will attend it better in thy youth Then in a Nuntio's of more graue aspect Vio. I thinke not so my Lord. Du. Deere Lad beleeue it For they shall yet belye thy happy yeeres That say thou art a man Dianas lip Is not more smooth and rubious thy small pipe Is as the maidens organ shrill and sound And all is semblatiue a womans part I know thy constellation is right apt For this affayre some foure or fiue attend him All if you will for I my selfe am best When least in companie prosper well in this And thou shalt liue as freely as thy Lord To call his fortunes thine Vio I le do my best To woe your Lady yet a barrefull strife Who ere I woe my selfe would be his wife Exeunt Scena Quinta Enter Maria and Clowne Ma. Nay either tell me where thou hast bin or I will not open my lippes so wide as a brissle may enter in way of thy excuse my Lady will hang thee for thy absence Clo. Let her hang me hee that is well hang'de in this world needs to feare no colours Ma. Make that good Clo. He shall see none to feare Ma. A good lenton
milke were scarse out of him Ol. Let him approach Call in my Gentlewoman Mal. Gentlewoman my Lady calles Exit Enter Maria. Ol. Giue me my vaile come throw it ore my face Wee 'l once more heare Orsinos Embassie Enter Violenta Vio. The honorable Ladie of the house which is she Ol. Speake to me I shall answer for her your will Vio Most radiant exquisite and vnmatchable beautie I pray you tell me if this bee the Lady of the house for I neuer saw her I would bee loath to cast away my speech for besides that it is excellently well pend I haue taken great paines to con it Good Beauties let mee sustaine no scorne I am very comptible euen to the least sinister vsage Ol. Whence came you sir Vio. I can say little more then I haue studied that question 's out of my part Good gentle one giue mee modest assurance if you be the Ladie of the house that may proceede in my speech Ol. Are you a Comedian Vio. No my profound heart and yet by the verie phangs of malice I sweare I am not that I play Are you the Ladie of the house Ol. If I do not vsurpe my selfe I am Vio Most certaine if you are she you do vsurp your selfe for what is yours to bestowe is not yours to reserue But this is from my Commission I will on with my speech in your praise and then shew you the heart of my message Ol. Come to what is important in 't I forgiue you the praise Vio. Alas I tooke great paines to studie it and 't is Poeticall Ol. It is the more like to be feigned I pray you keep it in I heard you were sawcy at my gates allowd your approach rather to wonder at you then to heare you If you be not mad be gone if you haue reason be breefe 't is not that time of Moone with me to make one in so skipping a dialogue Ma. Will you hoyst sayle sir here lies your way Vio. No good swabber I am to hull here a little longer Some mollification for your Giant sweete Ladie tell me your minde I am a messenger Ol. Sure you haue some hiddeous matter to deliuer when the curtesie of it is so fearefull Speake your office Vio. It alone concernes your eare I bring no ouerture of warre no taxation of homage I hold the Olyffe in my hand my words are as full of peace as matter Ol. Yet you began rudely What are you What would you Vio. The rudenesse that hath appear'd in mee haue I learn'd from my entertainment What I am and what I would are as secret as maiden-head to your eares Diuinity to any others prophanation Ol. Giue vs the place alone We will heare this diuinitie Now sir what is your text Vio. Most sweet Ladie Ol. A comfortable doctrine and much may bee saide of it Where lies your Text Vio. In Orsinoes bosome Ol. In his bosome In what chapter of his bosome Vio. To answer by the method in the first of his hart Ol. O I haue read it it is heresie Haue you no more to say Vio. Good Madam let me see your face Ol. Haue you any Commission from your Lord to negotiate with my face you are now out of your Text but we will draw the Curtain and shew you the picture Looke you sir such a one I was this present I st not well done Vio Excellently done if God did all Ol. 'T is in graine sir 't will endure winde and weather Vio. T is beauty truly blent whose red and white Natures owne sweet and cunning hand laid on Lady you are the cruell'st shee aliue If you will leade these graces to the graue And leaue the world no copie Ol. O sir I will not be so hard-hearted I will giue out diuers scedules of my beautie It shal be Inuentoried and euery particle and vtensile labell'd to my will As Item two lippes indifferent redde Item two grey eyes with lids to them Item one necke one chin so forth Were you sent hither to praise me Vio. I see you what you are you are too proud But if you were the diuell you are faire My Lord and master loues you O such loue Could be but recompenc'd though you were crown'd The non-pareil of beautie Ol. How does he loue me Vio. With adorations fertill teares With groanes that thunder loue with sighes of fire Ol. Your Lord does know my mind I cannot loue him Yet I suppose him vertuous know him noble Of great estate of fresh and stainlesse youth In voyces well divulg'd free learn'd and valiant And in dimension and the shape of nature A gracious person But yet I cannot loue him He might haue tooke his answer long ago Vio. If I did loue you in my masters flame With such a suffring such a deadly life In your deniall I would finde no sence I would not vnderstand it Ol. Why what would you Vio. Make me a willow Cabine at your gate And call vpon my soule within the house Write loyall Cantons of contemned loue And sing them lowd euen in the dead of night Hallow your name to the reuerberate hilles And make the babling Gossip of the aire Cry out Oliuia O you should not rest Betweene the elements of ayre and earth But you should pittie me Ol. You might do much What is your Parentage Vio. Aboue my fortunes yet my state is well I am a Gentleman Ol. Get you to your Lord I cannot loue him let him send no more Vnlesse perchance you come to me againe To tell me how he takes it Fare you well I thanke you for your paines spend this for mee Vio. I am no feede poast Lady keepe your purse My Master not my selfe lackes recompence Loue make his heart of flint that you shal loue And let your feruour like my masters be Plac'd in contempt Farwell fayre crueltie Exit Ol. What is your Parentage Aboue my fortunes yet my state is well I am a Gentleman I le be sworne thou art Thy tongue thy face thy limbes actions and spirit Do giue thee fiue-fold blazon not too fast soft soft Vnlesse the Master were the man How now Euen so quickly may one catch the plague Me thinkes I feele this youths perfections With an inuisible and subtle stealth To creepe in at mine eyes Well let it be What hoa Maluolio Enter Maluolio Mal. Heere Madam at your seruice Ol. Run after that same peeuish Messenger The Countes man he left this Ring behinde him Would I or not tell him I le none of it Desire him not to flatter with his Lord Nor hold him vp with hopes I am not for him If that the youth will come this way to morrow I le giue him reasons for 't hie thee Maluolio Mal. Madam I will Exit Ol. I do I know not what and feare to finde Mine eye too great a flatterer for my minde Fate shew thy force our selues we do not owe What is decreed must be and be this so Finis
now in some commerce with my Ladie and will by and by depart To. Go sir Andrew scout mee for him at the corner of the Orchard like a bum-Baylie so soone as euer thou seest him draw and as thou draw'st sweare horrible for â—t comes to passe oft that a terrible oath with a swaggering accent sharpely twang'd off giues manhoode more approbation then euer proofe it selfe would haue earn'd him Away And. Nay let me alone for swearing Exit To. Now will not I deliuer his Letter for the behauiour of the yong Gentleman giues him out to be of good capacity and breeding his employment betweene his Lord and my Neece confirmes no lesse Therefore this Letter being so excellently ignorant will breed no terror in the youth he will finde it comes from a Clodde-pole But sir I will deliuer his Challenge by word of mouth set vpon Ague-cheeke a notable report of valor and driue the Gentleman as I know his youth will aptly receiue it into a most hideous opinion of his rage skill furie and impetuositie This will so fright them both that they wil kill one another by the looke like Cockatrices Enter Oliuia and Viola Fab. Heere he comes with your Neece giue them way till he take leaue and presently after him To I wil meditate the while vpon some horrid message for a Challenge Ol. I haue said too much vnto a hart of stone And laid mine honour too vnchary on 't There 's something in me that reproues my fault But such a head-strong potent fault it is That it but mockes reproofe Vio. With the same hauiour that your passion beares Goes on my Masters greefes Ol. Heere weare this Iewell for me t is my picture Refuse it not it hath no tongue to vex you And I beseech you come againe to morrow What shall you aske of me that I le deny That honour sau'd may vpon asking giue Vio Nothing but this your true loue for my master Ol. How with mine honor may I giue him that Which I haue giuen to you Vio I will acquit you Ol. Well come againe to morrow far-thee-well A Fiend like thee might beare my soule to hell Enter Toby and Fabian To. Gentleman God saue thee Vio. And you sir To. That defence thou hast betake the too 't of what nature the wrongs are thou hast done him I knowe not but thy intercepter full of despight bloody as the Hunter attends thee at the Orchard end dismount thy tucke be yare in thy preparation for thy assaylant is quick skilfull and deadly Vio. You mistake sir I am sure no man hath any quarrell to me my remembrance is very free and cleere from any image of offence done to any man To. You 'l finde it otherwise I assure you therefore if you hold your life at any price betake you to your gard for your opposite hath in him what youth strength skill and wrath can furnish man withall Vio. I pray you sir what is he To. He is knight dubb'd with vnhatch'd Rapier and on carpet consideration but he is a diuell in priuate brall soules and bodies hath he diuorc'd three and his incensement at this moment is so implacable that satisfaction can be none but by pangs of death and sepulcher Hob nob is his word giu 't or take 't Vio. I will returne againe into the house and desire some conduct of the Lady I am no fighter I haue heard of some kinde of men that put quarrells purposely on others to taste their valour belike this is a man of that quirke To. Sir no his indignation deriues it selfe out of a very computent iniurie therefore get you on and giue him his desire Backe you shall not to the house vnlesse you vndertake that with me which with as much safetie you might answer him therefore on or strippe your sword starke naked for meddle you must that 's certain or forsweare to weare iron about you Vio. This is as vnciuill as strange I beseech you doe me this courteous office as to know of the Knight what my offence to him is it is something of my negligence nothing of my purpose To. I will doe so Signiour Fabian stay you by this Gentleman till my returne Exit Toby Vio. Pray you sir do you know of this matter Fab. I know the knight is incenst against you euen to a mortall arbitrement but nothing of the circumstance more Vio. I beseech you what manner of man is he Fab. Nothing of that wonderfull promise to read him by his forme as you are like to finde him in the proofe of his valour He is indeede sir the most skilfull bloudy fatall opposite that you could possibly haue found in anie part of Illyria will you walke towards him I will make your peace with him if I can Vio. I shall bee much bound to you for 't I am one that had rather go with sir Priest then sir knight I care not who knowes so much of my mettle Exeunt Enter Toby and Andrew To. Why man heeâ—s a verie diuell I haue not seen such a firago I had a passe with him rapier scabberd and all and he giues me the stucke in with such a mortall motion that it is ineuitable and on the answer he payes you as surely as your feete hits the ground they step on They say he has bin Fencer to the Sophy And. Pox on 't I le not meddle with him To. I but he will not now be pacified Fabian can scarse hold him yonder An. Plague on 't and I thought he had beene vallant and so cunning in Fence I 'de haue seene him damn'd ere I 'de haue challeng'd him Let him let the matter slip and I le giue him my horse gray Capilet To. I le make the motion stand heere make a good shew on 't this shall end without the perdition of soules marry I le ride your horse as well as I ride you Enter Fabian and Viola I haue his horse to take vp the quarrell I haue perswaded him the youths a diuell Fa. He is as horribly conceited of him and pants lookes pale as if a Beare were at his heeles To. There 's no remedie sir he will fight with you for 's oath sake marrie hee hath better bethought him of his quarrell and hee findes that now scarse to bee worth talking of therefore draw for the supportance of his vowe he protests he will not hurt you Vio. Pray God defend me a little thing would make me tell them how much I lacke of a man Fab. Giue ground if you see him furious To. Come sir Andrew there 's no remedie the Gentleman will for his honors sake haue one bowt with you he cannot by the Duello auoide it but hee has promised me as he is a Gentleman and a Soldiour he will not hurt you Come on too 't And. Pray God he keepe his oath Enter Antonio Vio. I do assure you t is against my will Ant. Put vp your sword if this yong Gentleman
According to my birth what do you say Seb. I le follow this good man and go with you And hauing sworne truth euer will be true Ol. Then lead the way good father heauens so shine That they may fairely note this acte of mine Exeunt Finis Actus Quartus Actus Quintus Scena Prima Enter Clowne and Fabian Fab. Now as thou lou'st me let me see his Letter Clo. Good M. Fabian grant me another request Fab. Any thing Clo. Do not desire to see this Letter Fab. This is to giue a dogge and in recompence desire my dogge againe Enter Duke Viola Curio and Lords Duke Belong you to the Lady Oliuia friends Clo. I sir we are some of her trappings Duke I know thee well how doest thou my good Fellow Clo. Truely sir the better for my foes and the worse for my friends Du. Iust the contrary the better for thy friends Clo. No sir the worse Du. How can that be Clo. Marry sir they praise me and make an asse of me now my foes tell me plainly I am an Asse so that by my foes sir I profit in the knowledge of my selfe and by my friends I am abused so that conclusions to be as kisses if your foure negatiues make your two affirmatiues why then the worse for my friends and the better for my foes Du. Why this is excellent Clo. By my troth sir no though it please you to be one of my friends Du. Thou shalt not be the worse for me there 's gold Clo. But that it would be double dealing sir I would you could make it another Du. O you giue me ill counsell Clo. Put your grace in your pocket sir for this once and let your flesh and blood obey it Du. Well I will be so much a sinner to be a double dealer there 's another Clo. Primo secundo tertio is a good play and the olde saying is the third payes for all the triplex sir is a good tripping measure or the belles of S. Bennet sir may put you in minde one two three Du. You can foole no more money out of mee at this throw if you will let your Lady know I am here to speak with her and bring her along with you it may awake my bounty further Clo. Marry sir lullaby to your bountie till I come agen I go sir but I would not haue you to thinke that my desire of hauing is the sinne of couetousnesse but as you say sir let your bounty take a nappe I will awake it anon Exit Enter Anthonio and Officers Vio. Here comes the man sir that did rescue mee Du. That face of his I do remember well yet when I saw it last it was besmear'd As blacke as Vulcan in the smoake of warre A bawbling Vessell was he Captaine of For shallow draught and bulke vnprizable With which such scathfull grapple did he make With the most noble bottome of our Fleete That very enuy and the tongue of losse Cride fame and honor on him What 's the matter 1 Offi. Orsino this is that Anthonio That tooke the Phoenix and her fraught from Candy And this is he that did the Tiger boord When your yong Nephew Titus lost his legge Heere in the streets desperate of shame and state In priuate brabble did we apprehend him Vio He did me kindnesse sir drew on my side But in conclusion put strange speech vpon me I know not what 't was but distraction Du. Notable Pyrate thou salt-water Theefe What foolish boldnesse brought thee to their mercies Whom thou in termes so bloudie and so deere Hast made thine enemies Ant. Orsino Noble sir Be pleas'd that I shake off these names you giue mee Anthonio neuer yet was Theefe or Pyrate Though I confesse on base and ground enough Orsino's enemie A witchcraft drew me hither That most ingratefull boy there by your side From the rude seas enrag'd and foamy mouth Did I redeeme a wracke past hope he was His life I gaue him and did thereto adde My loue without retention or restraint All his in dedication For his sake Did I expose my selfe pure for his loue Into the danger of this aduerse Towne Drew to defend him when he was beset Where being apprehended his false cunning Not meaning to partake with me in danger Taught him to face me out of his acquaintance And grew a twentie yeeres remoued thing While one would winke denide me mine owne purse Which I had recommended to his vse Not halfe an houre before Vio. How can this be Du. When came he to this Towne Ant. To day my Lord and for three months before No intrim not a minutes vacancie Both day and night did we keepe companie Enter Oliuia and attendants Du. Heere comes the Countesse now heauen walkes on earth But for thee fellow fellow thy words are madnesse Three monthes this youth hath tended vpon mee But more of that anon Take him aside Ol. What would my Lord but that he may not haue Wherein Oliuia may seeme seruiceable Cesario you do not keepe promise with me Vio. Madam Du. Gracious Oliuia Ol. What do you say Cesario Good my Lord. Vio My Lord would speake my dutie hushes me Ol. If it be ought to the old tune my Lord It is as fat and fulsome to mine eare As howling after Musicke Du. Still so cruell Ol. Still so constant Lord. Du. What to peruersenesse you vnciuill Ladie To whose ingrate and vnauspicious Altars My soule the faithfull'st offrings haue breath'd out That ere deuotion tender'd What shall I do Ol Euen what it please my Lord that shal becom him Du. Why should I not had I the heart to do it Like to th' Egyptian theefe at point of death Kill what I loue a sauage iealousie That sometime sauours nobly but heare me this Since you to non-regardance cast my faith And that I partly know the instrument That screwes me from my true place in your fauour Liue you the Marble-brested Tirant still But this your Minion whom I know you loue And whom by heauen I sweare I tender deerely Him will I teare out of that cruell eye Where he sits crowned in his masters spight Come boy with me my thoughts are ripe in mischiefe I le sacrifice the Lambe that I do loue To spight a Rauens heart within a Doue Vio And I most iocund apt and willinglie To do you rest a thousand deaths would dye Ol. Where goes Cesario Vio. After him I loue More then I loue these eyes more then my life More by all mores then ere I shall loue wife If I do feigne you witnesses aboue Punish my life for tainting of my loue Ol. Aye me detested how am I beguil'd Vio Who does beguile you who does do you wrong Ol. Hast thou forgot thy selfe Is it so long Call forth the holy Father Du. Come away Ol. Whether my Lord Cesario Husband stay Du. Husband Ol. I Husband Can he that deny Du. Her husband sirrah Vio. No my Lord not I. Ol. Alas it is the
all Eyes Blind with the Pin and Web but theirs theirs onely That would vnseene be wicked Is this nothing Why then the World and all that 's in 't is nothing The couering Skie is nothing Bohemia nothing My Wife is nothing nor Nothing haue these Nothings If this be nothing Cam. Good my Lord be cur'd Of this diseas'd Opinion and betimes For 't is most dangerous Leo. Say it be 't is true Cam. No no my Lord. Leo. It is you lye you lye I say thou lyest Camillo and I hate thee Pronounce thee a grosse Lowt a mindlesse Slaue Or else a houering Temporizer that Canst with thine eyes at once see good and euill Inclining to them both were my Wiues Liuer Infected as her life she would not liue The running of one Glasse Cam. Who do's infect her Leo. Why he that weares her like her Medull hanging About his neck Bohemia who if I Had Seruants true about me that bare eyes To see alike mine Honor as their Profits Their owne particular Thrifts they would doe that Which should vndoe more doing I and thou His Cup-bearer whom I from meaner forme Haue Bench'd and rear'd to Worship who may'st see Plainely as Heauen sees Earth and Earth sees Heauen How I am gall'd might'st be-spice a Cup To giue mine Enemy a lasting Winke Which Draught to me were cordiall Cam. Sir my Lord I could doe this and that with no rash Potion But with a lingring Dram that should not worke Maliciously like Poyson But I cannot Beleeue this Crack to be in my dread Mistresse So soueraignely being Honorable I haue lou'd thee Leo Make that thy question and goe rot Do'st thinke I am so muddy so vnsetled To appoint my selfe in this vexation Suâ—ly the puritie and whitenesse of my Sheetes Which to preserue is Sleepe which being spotted Is Goâ—es Thornes Nettles Tayles of Waspes Giue scandall to the blood o' th' Prince my Sonne Who I doe thinke is mine and Ioue as mine Without ripe mouing to 't Would I doe this Could man so blench Cam. I must beleeue you Sir I doe and will fetch off Bohemia for 't Prouided that when hee 's remou'd your Highnesse Will take againe your Queene as yours at first Euen for your Sonnes sake and thereby for sealing The Iniurie of Tongues in Courts and Kingdomes Knowne and ally'd to yours Leo. Thou do'st aduise me Euen so as I mine owne course haue set downe I le giue no blemish to her Honor none Cam. My Lord Goe then and with a countenance as cleare As Friendship weares at Feasts keepe with Bohemia And with your Queene I am his Cup-bearer If from me he haue wholesome Beueridge Account me not your Seruant Leo. This is all Do 't and thou hast the one halfe of my heart Do 't not thou splitt'st thine owne Cam. I le do 't my Lord. Leo. I wil seeme friendly as thou hast aduis'd me Exit Cam. O miserable Lady But for me What case stand I in I must be the poysoner Of good Polixenes and my ground to do 't Is the obedience to a Master one Who in Rebellion with himselfe will haue All that are his so too To doe this deed Promotion followes If I could find example Of thousand 's that had struck anoynted Kings And flourish'd after I l'd not do 't But since Nor Brasse nor Stone nor Parchment beares not one Let Villanie it selfe forswear 't I must Forsake the Court to do 't or no is certaine To me a breake-neck Happy Starre raigne now Here comes Bohemia Enter Polixenes Pol. This is strange Me thinkes My fauor here begins to warpe Not speake Good day Camillo Cam. Hayle most Royall Sir Pol. What is the Newes i' th' Court Cam. None rare my Lord. Pol. The King hath on him such a countenance As he had lost some Prouince and a Region Lou'd as he loues himselfe euen now I met him With customarie complement when hee Wafting his eyes to th' contrary and falling A Lippe of much contempt speedes from me and So leaues me to consider what is breeding That changes thus his Manners Cam. I dare not know my Lord. Pol. How dare not doe not doe you know and dare not Be intelligent to me 't is thereabouts For to your selfe what you doe know you must And cannot say you dare not Good Camillo Your chang'd complexions are to me a Mirror Which shewes me mine chang'd too for I must be A partie in this alteration finding My selfe thus alter'd with 't Cam. There is a sicknesse Which puts some of vs in distemper but I cannot name the Disease and it is caught Of you that yet are well Pol. How caught of me Make me not sighted like the Basilisque I haue look'd on thousands who haue sped the better By my regard but kill'd none so Camillo As you are certainely a Gentleman thereto Clerke-like experienc'd which no lesse adornes Our Gentry then our Parents Noble Names In whose successe we are gentle I beseech you If you know ought which do's behoue my knowledge Thereof to be inform'd imprison't not In ignorant concealement Cam. I may not answere Pol. A Sicknesse caught of me and yet I well I must be answer'd Do'st thou heare Camillo I coniure thee by all the parts of man Which Honor do's acknowledge whereof the least Is not this Suit of mine that thou declare What incidencie thou do'st ghesse of harme Is creeping toward me how farre off how neere Which way to be preuented if to be If not how best to beare it Cam. Sir I will tell you Since I am charg'd in Honor and by him That I thinke Honorable therefore marke my counsaile Which must be eu'n as swiftly followed as I meane to vtter it or both your selfe and me Cry lost and so good night Pol. On good Camillo Cam. I am appointed him to murther you Pol. By whom Camillo Cam. By the King Pol. For what Cam. He thinkes nay with all confidence he sweares As he had seen 't or beene an Instrument To vice you to 't that you haue toucht his Queene Forbiddenly Pol. Oh then my best blood turne To an infected Gelly and my Name Be yoak'd with his that did betray the Best Turne then my freshest Reputation to A sauour that may strike the dullest Nosthrill Where I arriue and my approch be shun'd Nay hated too worse then the great'st Infection That ere was heard or read Cam. Sweare his thought ouer By each particular Starre in Heauen and By all their Influences you may as well Forbid the Sea for to obey the Moone As or by Oath remoue or Counsaile shake The Fabrick of his Folly whose foundation Is pyl'd vpon his Faith and will continue The standing of his Body Pol. How should this grow Cam. I know not but I am sure 't is safer to Auoid what 's growne then question how 't is borne If therefore you dare trust my honestie That lyes enclosed in this Trunke which you Shall beare along impawnd away to Night Your Followers
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
something hath the nothing that I greeue 'T is in reuersion that I do possesse But what it is that is not yet knowne what I cannot name 't is namelesse woe I wot Enter Greene. Gree. Heauen saue your Maiesty and wel met Gentlemen I hope the King is not yet shipt for Ireland Qu. Why hop'st thou so T is better hope he is For his designes craue hast his hast good hope Then wherefore dost thou hope he is not shipt Gre. That he our hope might haue retyr'd his power and driuen into dispaire an enemies hope Who strongly hath set footing in this Land The banish'd Bullingbrooke repeales himselfe And with vp-lifted Armes is safe arriu'd At Rauenspurg Qu. Now God in heauen forbid Gr. O Madam 't is too true and that is worse The L. Northumberland his yong sonne Henrie Percie The Lords of Rosse Beaumond and Willoughby With all their powrefull friends are fled to him Bush Why haue you not proclaim'd Northumberland And the rest of the reuolted faction Traitors Gre. We haue where upon the Earle of Worcester Hath broke his staffe resign'd his Stewardship And al the houshold seruant fled with him to Bullinbrook Qu. So Greene thou art the midwife of my woe And Bullinbrooke my sorrowes dismall heyre Now hath my soule brought forth her prodegie And I a gasping new deliuered mother Haue woe to woe sorrow to sorrow ioyn'd Bush Dispaire not Madam Qu. Who shall hinder me I will dispaire and be at enmitie With couzening hope he is a Flatterer A Parasite a keeper backe of death Who gently would dissolue the bands of life Which false hopes linger in extremity Enter Yorke Gre. Heere comes the Duke of Yorke Qu. With signes of warre about his aged necke Oh full of carefull businesse are his lookes Vncle for heauens sake speake comfortable words Yor. Comfort 's in heauen and we are on the earth Where nothing liues but crosses care and greefe Your husband he is gone to saile farre off Whilst others come to make him loose at home Heere am I left to vnder-prop his Land Who weake with age cannot support my selfe Now comes the sicke houre that his surfet made Now shall he try his friends that flattered him Enter a seruant Ser. My Lord your sonne was gone before I came Yor. He was why so go all which way it will The Nobles they are fled the Commons they are cold And will I feare reuolt on Herfords side Sirra get thee to Plathie to my sister Gloster Bid her send me presently a thousand pound Hold take my Ring Ser. My Lord I had forgot To tell your Lordship to day I came by and call'd there But â— shall greeue you to report the rest Yor. What is' t knaue Ser. An houre before I came the Dutchesse di'de Yor. Heau'n for his mercy what a tide of woes Come rushing on this wofull Land at once I know not what to do I would to heauen So my vntruth had not prouok'd him to it The King had cut off my head with my brothers What are there postes dispatcht for Ireland How shall we do for money for these warres Come sister Cozen I would say pray pardon me Go fellow get thee home poouide some Carts And bring away the Armour that is there Gentlemen will you muster men If I know how or which way to order these affaires Thus disorderly thrust into my hands Neuer beleeue me Both are my kinsmen Th' one is my Soueraigne whom both my oath And dutie bids defend th' other againe Is my kinsman whom the King hath wrong'd Whom conscience and my kindred bids to right Well somewhat we must do Come Cozen I le dispose of you Gentlemen go muster vp your men And meet me presently at Barkley Castle I should to Plashy too but time will not permit All is vneuen and euery thing is left at six and seuen Exit Bush The winde sits faire for newes to go to Ireland But none returnes For vs to leuy power Proportionable to th' enemy is all impossible Gr. Besides our neerenesse to the King in loue Is neere the hate of those loue not the King Ba And that 's the wauering Commons for their loue Lies in their purses and who so empties them By so much fils their hearts with deadly hate Bush Wherein the king stands generally condemn'd Bag. If iudgement lye in them then so do we Because we haue beene euer neere the King Gr. Well I will for refuge straight to Bristoll Castle The Earle of Wiltshire is alreadie there Bush Thither will I with you for little office Will the hatefull Commons performe for vs Except like Curres to teare vs all in peeces Will you go along with vs Bag. No I will to Ireland to his Maiestie Farewell if hearts presages be not vaine We three here part that neu'r shall meete againe Bu. That 's as Yorke thriues to beate back Bullinbroke Gr. Alas poore Duke the taske he vndertakes Iâ— numbring sands and drinking Oceans drie Where one on his side sights thousands will flye Bush Farewell at once for once for all and euer Well we may meete againe Bag. I feare me neuer Exit Scaena Tertia Enter the Duke of Hereford and Northumberland Bul. How farre is it my Lord to Berkley now Nor. Beleeue me noble Lord I am a stranger heere in Gloustershire These high wilde hâ—lles and rough vneeuen waies Drawes out our miles and makes them wearisome And yet our faire discourse hath beene as sugar Making the hard way sweet and delectable But â— bethinke me what a wearie way From Rauenspurgh to Cottshold will be found In Rosse and Willoughby wanting your companie Which I protest hath very much beguild The tediousnesse and processe of my trauell But theirs is sweetned with the hope to haue The present benefit that I possesse And hope to ioy is little lesse in ioy Then hope enioy'd By this the wearie Lords Shall make their way seeme short as mâ—ne hath done By sight of what I haue your Noble Companie Bull. Of much lesse value is my Companie Then your good words but who comes here Enter H. Percie North. It is my Sonne young Harry Percie Sent from my Brother Worcester Whence soeuer Harry how fares your Vnckle Percie I had thought my Lord to haue learn'd his health of you North. Why is he not with the Queene Percie No my good Lord he hath forsook the Court Broken his Staffe of Office and disperst The Household of the King North. What was his reason He was not so resolu'd when we last spake together Percie Because your Lordship was proclaimed Traitor But hee my Lord is gone to Rauenspurgh To offer seruice to the Duke of Hereford And sent me ouer by Barkely to discouer What power the Duke of Yorke had leuied there Then with direction to repaire to Rauenspurgh North. Haue you forgot the Duke of Hereford Boy Percie No my good Lord for that is not forgot Which ne're I did remember to my knowledge I neuer
cap then to wait at my heeles I was neuer mann'd with an Agot till now but I will sette you neyther in Gold nor Siluer but in vilde apparell and send you backe againe to your Master for a Iewell The Iuuenall the Prince your Master whose Chin is not yet fledg'd I will sooner haue a beard grow in the Palme of my hand then he shall get one on his cheeke yet he will not sticke to say his Face is a Face-Royall Heauen may finish it when he will it is not a haire amisse yet he may keepe it still at a Face-Royall for a Barber shall neuer earne six pence out of it and yet he will be crowing as if he had writ man euer since his Father was a Batchellour He may keepe his owne Grace but he is almost out of mine I can assure him What said M. Dombledon about the Satten for my short Cloake and Slops Pag. He said sir you should procure him better Assurance then Bardolfe he wold not take his Bond yours he lik'd not the Security Fal. Let him bee damn'd like the Glutton may his Tongue be hotter a horson Achitophel a Rascally-yea-forsooth-knaue to beare a Gentleman in hand and then stand vpon Security The horson smooth-pates doe now weare nothing but high shoes and bunches of Keyes at their girdles and if a man is through with them in honest Taking-vp then they must stand vpon Securitie I had as liefe they would put Rats-bane in my mouth as offer to stoppe it with Security I look'd hee should haue sent me two and twenty yards of Satten as I am true Knight and he sends me Security Well he may sleep in Security for he hath the horne of Abundance and the lightnesse of his Wife shines through it and yet cannot he see though he haue his owne Lanthorne to light him Where 's Bardolfe Pag. He 's gone into Smithfield to buy your worship a horse Fal. I bought him in Paules and hee 'l buy mee a horse in Smithfield If I could get mee a wife in the Stewes I were Mann'd Hors'd and Wiu'd Enter Chiefe Iustice and Seruant Pag. Sir heere comes the Nobleman that committed the Prince for striking him about Bardolfe Fal. Wait close I will not see him Ch. Iust What 's he that goes there Ser. Falstaffe and 't please your Lordship Iust He that was in question for the Robbery Ser. He my Lord but he hath since done good seruice at Shrewsbury and as I heare is now going with some Charge to the Lord Iohn of Lancaster Iust. What to Yorke Call him backe againe Ser. Sir Iohn Falstaffe Fal. Boy tell him I am deafe Pag. You must speake lowder my Master is deafe Iust I am sure he is to the hearing of any thing good Go plucke him by the Elbow I must speake with him Ser. Sir Iohn Fal. What a yong knaue and beg Is there not wars Is there not imployment Doth not the K. lack subiects Do not the Rebels want Soldiers Though it be a shame to be on any side but one it is worse shame to begge then to be on the worst side were it worse then the name of Rebellion can tell how to make it Ser. You mistake me Sir Fal. Why sir Did I say you were an honest man Setting my Knight-hood and my Souldiership aside I had lyed in my throat if I had said so Ser. I pray you Sir then set your Knighthood and your Souldier-ship aside and giue mee leaue to tell you you lye in your throat if you say I am any other then an honest man Fal. I giue thee leaue to tell me so I lay a-side that which growes to me If thou get'st any leaue of me hang me if thou tak'st leaue thou wer't better be hang'd you Hunt-counter hence Auant Ser. Sir my Lord would speake with you Iust Sir Iohn Falstaffe a word with you Fal. My good Lord giue your Lordship good time of the day I am glad to see your Lordship abroad I heard say your Lordship was sicke I hope your Lordship goes abroad by aduise Your Lordship though not clean past your youth hath yet some smack of age in you some rellish of the saltnesse of Time and I most humbly beseech your Lordship to haue a reuerend care of your health Iust Sir Iohn I sent you before your Expedition to Shrewsburie Fal. If it please your Lordship I heare his Maiestie is return'd with some discomfort from Wales Iust I talke not of his Maiesty you would not come when I sent for you Fal. And I heare moreouer his Highnesse is falne into this same whorson Apoplexie Iust Well heauen mend him I pray let me speak with you Fal. This Apoplexie is as I take it a kind of Lethargie a sleeping of the blood a horson Tingling Iust What tell you me of it be it as it is Fal. It hath it originall from much greefe from study and perturbation of the braine I haue read the cause of his effects in Galen It is a kinde of deafenesse Iust I thinke you are falne into the disease For you heare not what I say to you Fal. Very well my Lord very well rather an 't please you it is the disease of not Listning the malady of not Marking that I am troubled withall Iust To punish you by the heeles would amend the attention of your eares I care not if I be your Physitian Fal. I am as poore as Iob my Lord but not so Patient your Lordship may minister the Potion of imprisonment to me in respect of Pouertie but how I should bee your Patient to follow your prescriptions the wise may make some dram of a scruple or indeede a scruple it selfe Iust I sent for you when there were matters against you for your life to come speake with me Fal. As I was then aduised by my learned Councel in the lawes of this Land-seruice I did not come Iust Wel the truth is sir Iohn you liue in great infamy Fal. He that buckles him in my belt cānot liue in lesse Iust Your Meanes is very slender and your wast great Fal. I would it were otherwise I would my Meanes were greater and my waste slenderer Iust You haue misled the youthfull Prince Fal. The yong Prince hath misled mee I am the Fellow with the great belly and he my Dogge Iust Well I am loth to gall a new-heal'd wound your daies seruice at Shrewsbury hath a little gilded ouer your Nights exploit on Gads-hill You may thanke the vnquiet time for your quiet o're-posting that Action Fal. My Lord Iust But since all is wel keep it so wake not a sleeping Wolfe Fal. To wake a Wolfe is as bad as to smell a Fox Iu. What you are as a candle the better part burnt out Fal. A Wassell-Candle my Lord all Tallow if I did say of wax my growth would approue the truth Iust There is not a white haire on your face but shold haue his effect of grauity Fal. His effect of
grauy grauy grauy Iust You follow the yong Prince vp and downe like his euill Angell Fal. Not so my Lord your ill Angell is light but I hope he that lookes vpon mee will take mee without weighing and yet in some respects I grant I cannot go I cannot tell Vertue is of so little regard in these Costormongers that true valor is turn'd Beare-heard Pregnancie is made a Tapster and hath his quicke wit wasted in giuing Recknings all the other gifts appertinent to man as the malice of this Age shapes them are not woorth a Gooseberry You that are old consider not the capacities of vs that are yong you measure the heat of our Liuers with the bitternes of your gals we that are in the vaward of our youth I must confesse are wagges too Iust Do you set downe your name in the scrowle of youth that are written downe old with all the Charracters of age Haue you not a moist eye a dry hand a yellow cheeke a white beard a decreasing leg an incresing belly Is not your voice broken your winde short your wit single and euery part about you blasted with Antiquity and wil you cal your selfe yong Fy fy fy sir Iohn Fal. My Lord I was borne with a white head somthing a round belly For my voice I haue lost it with hallowing and singing of Anthemes To approue my youth farther I will not the truth is I am onely olde in iudgement and vnderstanding and he that will caper with mee for a thousand Markes let him lend me the mony haue at him For the boxe of th' eare that the Prince gaue you he gaue it like a rude Prince and you tooke it like a sensible Lord. I haue checkt him for it and the yong Lion repents Marry not in ashes and sacke-cloath but in new Silke and old Sacke Iust Wel heauen send the Prince a better companion Fal. Heauen send the Companion a better Prince I cannot rid my hands of him Iust Well the King hath seuer'd you and Prince Harry I heare you are going with Lord Iohn of Lancaster against the Archbishop and the Earle of Northumberland Fal. Yes I thanke your pretty sweet wit for it but looke you pray all you that kisse my Ladie Peace at home that our Armies ioyn not in a hot day for if I take but two shirts out with me and I meane not to sweat extraordinarily if it bee a hot day if I brandish any thing but my Bottle would I might neuer spit white againe There is not a daungerous Action can peepe out his head but I am thrust vpon it Well I cannot last euer Iust Well be honest be honest and heauen blesse your Expedition Fal. Will your Lordship lend mee a thousand pound to furnish me forth Iust Not a peny not a peny you are too impatient to beare crosses Fare you well Commend mee to my Cosin Westmerland Fal. If I do fillop me with a three-man-Beetle A man can no more separate Age and Couetousnesse then he can part yong limbes and letchery but the Gowt galles the one and the pox pinches the other and so both the Degrees preuent my curses Boy Page Sir Fal. What money is in my purse Page Seuen groats and two pence Fal. I can get no remedy against this Consumption of the purse Borrowing onely lingers and lingers it out but the disease is incureable Go beare this letter to my Lord of Lancaster this to the Prince this to the Earle of Westmerland and this to old Mistris Vrsula whome I haue weekly sworne to marry since I perceiu'd the first white haire on my chin About it you know where to finde me A pox of this Gowt or a Gowt of this Poxe for the one or th' other playes the rogue with my great toe It is no matter if I do halt I haue the warres for my colour and my Pension shall seeme the more reasonable A good wit will make vse of any thing I will turne diseases to commodity Exeunt Scena Quarta Enter Archbishop Hastings Mowbray and Lord Bardolfe Ar. Thus haue you heard our causes kno our Means And my most noble Friends I pray you all Speake plainly your opinions of our hopes And first Lord Marshall what say you to it Mow. I well allow the occasion of our Armes But gladly would be better satisfied How in our Meanes we should aduance our selues To looke with forhead bold and big enough Vpon the Power and puisance of the King Hast Our present Musters grow vpon the File To fiue and twenty thousand men of choice And our Supplies liue largely in the hope Of great Northumberland whose bosome burnes With an incensed Fire of Iniuries L. Bar. The question then Lord Hastings standeth thus Whether our present fiue and twenty thousand May hold-vp-head without Northumberland Hast With him we may L. Bar. I marry there 's the point But if without him we be thought to feeble My iudgement is we should not step too farre Till we had his Assistance by the hand For in a Theame so bloody fac'd as this Coniecture Expectation and Surmise Of Aydes incertaine should not be admitted Arch. 'T is very true Lord Bardolfe for indeed It was yong Hotspurres case at Shrewsbury L. Bar. It was my Lord who liu'd himself with hope Eating the ayre on promise of Supply Flatt'ring himselfe with Proiect of a power Much smaller then the smallest of his Thoughts And so with great imagination Proper to mad men led his Powers to death And winking leap'd into destruction Hast But by your leaue it neuer yet did hurt To lay downe likely-hoods and formes of hope L. Bar. Yes if this present quality of warre Indeed the instant action a cause on foot Liues so in hope As in an early Spring We see th' appearing buds which to proue fruite Hope giues not so much warrant as Dispaire That Frosts will bite them When we meane to build We first suruey the Plot then draw the Modell And when we see the figure of the house Then must we rate the cost of the Erection Which if we finde out-weighes Ability What do we then but draw a-new the Modell In fewer offices Or at least desist To builde at all Much more in this great worke Which is almost to plucke a Kingdome downe And set another vp should we suruey The plot of Situation and the Modell Consent vpon a sure Foundation Question Surueyors know our owne estate How able such a Worke to vndergo To weigh against his Opposite Or else We fortifie in Paper and in Figures Vsing the Names of men instead of men Like one that drawes the Modell of a house Beyond his power to builde it who halfe through Giues o're and leaues his part-created Cost A naked subiect to the Weeping Clouds And waste for churlish Winters tyranny Hast Grant that our hopes yet likely of faire byrth Should be still-borne and that we now possest The vtmost man of expectation I thinke we are a
vse many wordes with you fare you well Gentlemen both I thanke you I must a dozen mile to night Bardolph giue the Souldiers Coates Shal. Sir Iohn Heauen blesse you and prosper your Affaires and send vs Peace As you returne visit my house Let our old acquaintance be renewed peraduenture I will with you to the Court. Falst I would you would Master Shallow Shal. Go-too I haue spoke at a word Fare you well Exit Falst Fare you well gentle Gentlemen On Bardolph leade the men away As I returne I will fetch off these Iustices I doe see the bottome of Iustice Shallow How subiect wee old men are to this vice of Lying This same staru'd Iustice hath done nothing but prate to me of the wildenesse of his Youth and the Feates hee hath done about Turnball-street and euery third word a Lye duer pay'd to the hearer then the Turkes Tribute I doe remember him at Clements Inne like a man made after Supper of a Cheese-paring When hee was naked hee was for all the world like a forked Radish with a Head fantastically caru'd vpon it with a Knife Hee was so forlorne that his Dimensions to any thicke sight were inuincible Hee was the very Genius of Famine hee came euer in the rere-ward of the Fashion And now is this Vices Dagger become a Squire and talkes as familiarly of Iohn of Gaunt as if hee had beene sworne Brother to him and I le be sworne hee neuer saw him but once in the Tilt-yard and then he burst his Head for crowding among the Marshals men I saw it and told Iohn of Gaunt hee beat his owne Name for you might haue truss'd him and all his Apparrell into an Eele-skinne the Case of a Treble Hoe-boy was a Mansion for him a Court and now hath hee Land and Beeues Well I will be acquainted with him if I returne and it shall goe hard but I will make him a Philosophers two Stones to me If the young Dace be a Bayt for the old Pike I see no reason in the Law of Nature but I may snap at him Let time shape and there an end Exeunt Actus Quartus Scena Prima Enter the Arch-bishop Mowbray Hastings Westmerland Coleuile Bish What is this Forrest call'd Hast 'T is Gualtree Forrest and 't shall please your Grace Bish Here stand my Lords and send discouerers forth To know the numbers of our Enemies Hast. Wee haue sent forth alreadie Bish 'T is well done My Friends and Brethren in these great Affaires I must acquaint you that I haue receiu'd New-dated Letters from Northumberland Their cold intent tenure and substance thus Here doth hee wish his Person with such Powers As might hold sortance with his Qualitie The which hee could not leuie whereupon Hee is retyr'd to ripe his growing Fortunes To Scotland and concludes in heartie prayers That your Attempts may ouer-liue the hazard And fearefull meeting of their Opposite Mow. Thus do the hopes we haue in him touch ground And dash themselues to pieces Enter a Messenger Hast Now what newes Mess West of this Forrest scarcely off a mile In goodly forme comes on the Enemie And by the ground they hide I iudge their number Vpon or neere the rate of thirtie thousand Mow. The iust proportion that we gaue them out Let vs sway-on and face them in the field Enter Westmerland Bish What well-appointed Leader fronts vs here Mow. I thinke it is my Lord of Westmerland West Health and faire greeting from our Generall The Prince Lord Iohn and Duke of Lancaster Bish Say on my Lord of Westmerland in peace What doth concerne your comming West Then my Lord Vnto your Grace doe I in chiefe addresse The substance of my Speech If that Rebellion Came like it selfe in base and abiect Routs Led on by bloodie Youth guarded with Rage And countenanc'd by Boyes and Beggerie I say if damn'd Commotion so appeare In his true natiue and most proper shape You Reuerend Father and these Noble Lords Had not beene here to dresse the ougly forme Of base and bloodie Insurrection With your faire Honors You Lord Arch-bishop Whose Sea is by a Ciuill Peace maintain'd Whose Beard the Siluer Hand of Peace hath touch'd Whose Learning and good Letters Peace hath tutor'd Whose white Inuestments figure Innocence The Doue and very blessed Spirit of Peace Wherefore doe you so ill translate your selfe Out of the Speech of Peace that beares such grace Into the harsh and boystrous Tongue of Warre Turning your Bookes to Graues your Inke to Blood Your Pennes to Launces and your Tongue diuine To a lowd Trumpet and a Point of Warre Bish Wherefore doe I this so the Question stands Briefely to this end Wee are all diseas'd And with our surfetting and wanton howres Haue brought our selues into a burning Feuer And wee must bleede for it of which Disease Our late King Richard being infected dy'd But my most Noble Lord of Westmerland I take not on me here as a Physician Nor doe I as an Enemie to Peace Troope in the Throngs of Militarie men But rather shew a while like fearefull Warre To dyet ranke Mindes sicke of happinesse And purge th' obstructions which begin to stop Our very Veines of Life heare me more plainely I haue in equall ballance iustly weigh'd What wrongs our Arms may do what wrongs we suffer And finde our Griefes heauier then our Offences Wee see which way the streame of Time doth runne And are enforc'd from our most quiet there By the rough Torrent of Occasion And haue the summarie of all our Griefes When time shall serue to shew in Articles Which long ere this wee offer'd to the King And might by no Suit gayne our Audience When wee are wrong'd and would vnfold our Griefes Wee are deny'd accesse vnto his Person Euen by those men that most haue done vs wrong The dangers of the dayes but newly gone Whose memorie is written on the Earth With yet appearing blood and the examples Of euery Minutes instance present now Hath put vs in these ill-beseeming Armes Not to breake Peace or any Branch of it But to establish here a Peace indeede Concurring both in Name and Qualitie West When euer yet was your Appeale deny'd Wherein haue you beene galled by the King What Peere hath beene suborn'd to grate on you That you should seale this lawlesse bloody Booke Of forg'd Rebellion with a Seale diuine Bish My Brother generall the Common-wealth I make my Quarrell in particular West There is no neede of any such redresse Or if there were it not belongs to you Mow. Why not to him in part and to vs all That feele the bruizes of the dayes before And suffer the Condition of these Times To lay a heauie and vnequall Hand vpon our Honors West O my good Lord Mowbray Construe the Times to their Necessities And you shall say indeede it is the Time And not the King that doth you iniuries Yet for your part it not appeares to me Either from the King
slaughter-men What say you Will you yeeld and this auoyd Or guiltie in defence be thus destroy'd Enter Gouernour Gouer. Our expectation hath this day an end The Dolphin whom of Succours we entreated Returnes vs that his Powers are yet not ready To rayse so great a Siege Therefore great King We yeeld our Towne and Liues to thy soft Mercy Enter our Gates dispose of vs and ours For we no longer are defensible King Open your Gates Come Vnckle Exeter Goe you and enter Harflew there remaine And fortifie it strongly ' gainst the French Vse mercy to them all for vs deare Vnckle The Winter comming on and Sicknesse growing Vpon our Souldiers we will retyre to Calis To night in Harflew will we be your Guest To morrow for the March are we addrest Flourish and enter the Towne Enter Katherine and an old Gentlewoman Kathe. Alice tu as este en Augleterre tu bien parlas le Language Alice En peu Madame Kath. Ie te prie m'ensigniez il faut que ie apprend a parlen Comient appelle vous le main en Anglois Alice Le main il appelle de Hand Kath. De Hand Alice Ele doyts Kat. Le doyts ma foy Ie oublie e doyt mays ie me souemeray le doyts ie pense qu'ils ont appelle de fingres on de fingres Alice Le main de Hand le doyts le Fingres ie pense que ie suis le bon escholier Kath. I' ay gaynie diux mots d' Anglois vistement coment appelle vous le ongles Alice Le ongles les appellons de Nayles Kath. De Nayles escoute dites moy si ie parle bien de Hand de Fingres e de Nayles Alice Cest bien dict Madame il fort bon Anglois Kath. Dites moy l' Anglois pour le bras Alice De Arme Madame Kath. E de coudee Alice D' Elbow Kath. D' Elbow Ie men fay le repiticio de touts les mots que vous maves apprins des a present Alice Il trop difficile Madame comme Ie pense Kath. Excuse moy Alice escoute d' Hand de Fingre de Nayles d' Arma de Bilbow Alice D' Elbow Madame Kath. O Seigneur Dieu ie men oublie d' Elbow coment appelle vous le col Alice De Nick Madame Kath. De Nick e le menton Alice De Chin. Kath. De Sin le col de Nick le menton de Sin Alice Ouy Sauf vostre honneur en verite vous pronouncies les mots ausi droict que le Natifs d' Angleterre Kath. Ie ne doute point d' apprendre par de grace de Dieu en peu de temps Alice N' aue vos y desia oublie ce que ie vous a enfignie Kath. Nome ie recitera a vous promptement d' Hand de Fingre de Maylees Alice De Nayles Madame Kath. De Nayles de Arme de Ilbow Alice Sans vostre honeus d' Elbow Kath. Ainsi de ie d' Elbow de Nick de Sin coment appelle vous les pied de roba Alice Le Foot Madame le Count. Kath. Le Foot le Count O Seignieur Dieu il sont le mots de son mauvais corruptible grosse impudique non pour lo Dames de Honeur d' vser le ne voudray pronouncer ce mots deuant le Seigneurs de France pour toute le monde fo le Foot le Count neant moys Ie recitera vn autrefoys ma lecon ensembe d' Hand de Fingre de Nayles d' Arme d' Elbow de Nick de Sin de Foot le Count. Alice Excellent Madame Kath. C ' est asses pour vne foyes alons nous a diner Exit Enter the King of France the Dolphin the Constable of France and others King 'T is certaine he hath past the Riuer Some Const And if he be not fought withall my Lord Let vs not liue in France let vs quit all And giue our Vineyards to a barbarous People Dolph O Dieu viuant Shall a few Sprayes of vs The emptying of our Fathers Luxurie Our Syens put in wilde and sauage Stock Spirt vp so suddenly into the Clouds And ouer-looke their Grafters Brit. Normans but bastard Normans Norman bastards Mort du mavie if they march along Vnfought withall but I will sell my Dukedome To buy a slobbry and a durtie Farme In that nooke-shotten I le of Albion Const Dieu de Battailes where haue they this mettell Is not their Clymate foggy raw and dull On whom as in despight the Sunne lookes pale Killing their Fruit with frownes Can sodden Water A Drench for sur-reyn'd â—ades their Baâ—ly broth Decoct their cold blood to such valiant heat And shall our quick blood spirited with Wine Seeme frostie O for honor of our Land Let vs not hang like roping Isyckles Vpon our Houses Thatch whiles a more frostie People Sweat drops of gallant Youth in our rich fields Poore we call them in their Natiue Lords Dolphin By Faith and Honor Our Madames mock at vs and plainely say Our Mettell is bred out and they will giue Their bodyes to the Lust of English Youth To new-store France with Bastard Warriors Brit. They bid vs to the English Dancing-Schooles And teach Lauolta's high and swift Carranto's Saying our Grace is onely in our Heeles And that we are most loftie Run-awayes King Where is Montioy the Herald speed him hence Let him greet England with our sharpe defiance Vp Princes and with spirit of Honor edged More sharper then your Swords high to the field Charles Delabreth High Constable of France You Dukes of Orleance Burbon and of Berry Alanson Brabant Bar and Burgonic Iaques Chattillion Rambures Vandemont Beumont Grand Free Roussi and Faulconbridge Loys Lestrale Bouciquall and Charaloyes High Dukes great Princes Barons Lords and Kings For your great Seats now quit you of great shames Barre Harry England that sweepes through our Land With Penons painted in the blood of Haâ—flew Rush on his Hoast as doth the melted Snow Vpon the Valleyes whose low Vassall Seat The Alpes doth spit and void his rhewme vpon Goe downe vpon him you haue Power enough And in a Captiue Chariot into Roan Bring him our Prisoner Const. This becomes the Great Sorry am I his numbers are so few His Souldiers sick and famisht in their March For I am sure when he shall see our Army Hee 'le drop his heart into the sinck of feare And for atchieuement offer vs his Ransome King Therefore Lord Constable hast on Montioy And let him say to England that we send To know what willing Ransome he will giue Prince Dolphin you shall stay with vs in Roan Dolph Not so I doe beseech your Maiestie King Be patient for you shall remaine with vs. Now forth Lord Constable and Princes all And quickly bring vs word of Englands fall Exeunt Enter Captaines English and Welch Gower and Fluellen Gower How now Captaine Fluellen come
enfeebled Here they shot and Salisbury falls downe Salisb. O Lord haue mercy on vs wretched sinners Gargraue O Lord haue mercy on me wofull man Talb. What chance is this that suddenly hath crost vs Speake Salisbury at least if thou canst speake How far'st thou Mirror of all Martiall men One of thy Eyes and thy Cheekes side struck off Accursed Tower accursed fatall Hand That hath contriu'd this wofull Tragedie In thirteene Battailes Salisbury o' recame Henry the Fift he first trayn'd to the Warres Whil'st any Trumpe did sound or Drum struck vp His Sword did ne're leaue striking in the field Yet liu'st thou Salisbury though thy speech doth fayle One Eye thou hast to looke to Heauen for grace The Sunne with one Eye vieweth all the World Heauen be thou gracious to none aliue If Salisbury wants mercy at thy hands Beare hence his Body I will helpe to bury it Sir Thomas Gargraue hast thou any life Speake vnto Talbot nay looke vp to him Salisbury cheare thy Spirit with this comfort Thou shalt not dye whiles He beckens with his hand and smiles on me As who should say When I am dead and gone Remember to auenge me on the French Plantaginet I will and like thee Play on the Lute beholding the Townes burne Wretched shall France be onely in my Name Here an Alarum and it Thunders and Lightens What stirre is this what tumult 's in the Heauens Whence commeth this Alarum and the noyse Enter a Messenger Mess My Lord my Lord the French haue gather'd head The Dolphin with one Ioane de Puzel ioyn'd A holy Prophetesse new risen vp Is come with a great Power to rayse the Siege Here Salisbury lifteth himselfe vp and groanes Talb. Heare heare how dying Salisbury doth groane It irkeâ— his heart he cannot be reueng'd Frenchmen I le be a Salisbury to you Puzel or Pussel Dolphin or Dog-fish Your hearts I le stampe out with my Horses heeles And make a Quagmire of your mingled braines Conuey me Salisbury into his Tent And then wee 'le try what these dastard Frenchmen dare Alarum Exeunt Here an Alarum againe and Talbot pursueth the Dolphin and driueth him Then enter Ioane de Puzel driuing Englishmen before her Then enter Talbot Talb. Where is my strength my valour and my force Our English Troupes retyre I cannot stay them A Woman clad in Armour chaseth them Enter Puzel Here here shee comes I le haue a bowt with thee Deuill or Deuils Dam I le coniure thee Blood will I draw on thee thou art a Witch And straightway giue thy Soule to him thou seru'st Puzel Come come 't is onely I that must disgrace thee Here they fight Talb. Heauens can you suffer Hell so to preuayle My brest I le burst with straining of my courage And from my shoulders crack my Armes asunder But I will chastise this high-minded Strumpet They fight againe Puzel Talbot farwell thy houre is not yet come I must goe Victuall Orleance forthwith A short Alarum then enter the Towne with Souldiers O're-take me if thou canst I scorne thy strength Goe goe cheare vp thy hungry-starued men Helpe Salisbury to make his Testament This Day is ours as many more shall be Exit Talb. My thoughts are whirled like a Potters Wheele I know not where I am nor what I doe A Witch by feare not force like Hannibal Driues back our troupes and conquers as she lists So Bees with smoake and Doues with noysome stench Are from their Hyues and Houses driuen away They call'd vs for our fiercenesse English Dogges Now like to Whelpes we crying runne away A short Alarum Hearke Countreymen eyther renew the fight Or teare the Lyons out of Englands Coat Renounce your Soyle giue Sheepe in Lyons stead Sheepe run not halfe so trecherous from the Wolfe Or Horse or Oxen from the Leopard As you flye from your oft-subdued slaues Alarum Here another Skirmish It will not be retyre into your Trenches You all consented vnto Salisburies death For none would strike a stroake in his reuenge Puzel is entred into Orleance In spight of vs or ought that we could doe O would I were to dye with Salisbury The shame hereof will make me hide my head Exit Talbot Alarum Retreat Flourish Enter on the Walls Puzel Dolphin Reigneir Alanson and Souldiers Puzel Aduance our wauing Colours on the Walls Rescu'd is Orleance from the English Thus Ioane de Puzel hath perform'd her word Dolph Diuinest Creature Astrea's Daughter How shall I honour thee for this successe Thy promises are like Adonis Garden That one day bloom'd and fruitfull were the next France triumph in thy glorious Prophetesse Recouer'd is the Towne of Orleance More blessed hap did ne're befall our State Reigneir Why ring not out the Bells alowd Throughout the Towne Dolphin command the Citizens make Bonfires And feast and banquet in the open streets To celebrate the ioy that God hath giuen vs. Alans All France will be repleat with mirth and ioy When they shall heare how we haue play'd the men Dolph 'T is Ioane not we by whom the day is wonne For which I will diuide my Crowne with her And all the Priests and Fryers in my Realme Shall in procession sing her endlesse prayse A statelyer Pyramis to her I le reare Then Rhodophe's or Memphis euer was In memorie of her when she is dead Her Ashes in an Vrne more precious Then the rich-iewel'd Coffer of Darius Transported shall be at high Festiuals Before the Kings and Queenes of France No longer on Saint Dennis will we cry But Ioane de Puzel shall be France's Saint Come in and let vs Banquet Royally After this Golden Day of Victorie Flourish Exeunt Actus Secundus Scena Prima Enter a Sergeant of a Band with two Sentinels Ser. Sirs take your places and be vigilant If any noyse or Souldier you perceiue Neere to the walles by some apparant signe Let vs haue knowledge at the Court of Guard Sent. Sergeant you shall Thus are poore Seruitors When others sleepe vpon their quiet beds Constrain'd to watch in darknesse raine and cold Enter Talbot Bedford and Burgundy with scaling Ladders Their Drummes beating a Dead March Tal. Lord Regent and redoubted Burgundy By whose approach the Regions of Artoys Wallon and Picardy are friends to vs This happy night the Frenchmen are secure Hauing all day carows'd and banquetted Embrace we then this opportunitie As fitting best to quittance their deceite Contriu'd by Art and balefull Sorcerie Bed Coward of France how much he wrongs his fame Dispairing of his owne armes fortitude To ioyne with Witches and helpe of Hell Bur. Traitors haue neuer other company But what 's that Puzell whom they tear me so pure Tal. A Maid they say Bed A Maid And be so martiall Bur. Pray God she proue not masculine ere long If vnderneath the Standard of the French She carry Armour as she hath begun Tal. Well let them practise and conuerse with spirits God is our Fortresse in whose conquering name Let
As thou art Knight neuer to disobey Nor be Rebellious to the Crowne of England Thou nor thy Nobles to the Crowne of England So now dismisse your Army when ye please Hang vp your Ensignes let your Drummes be still For heere we entertaine a solemne peace Exeunt Actus Quintus Enter Suffolke in conference with the King Glocester and Exeter King Your wondrous rare description noble Earle Of beauteous Margaret hath astonish'd me Her vertues graced with externall gifts Do breed Loues setled passions in my heart And like as rigour of tempestuous gustes Prouokes the mightiest Hulke against the tide So am I driuen by breath of her Renowne Either to suffer Shipwracke or arriue Where I may haue fruition of her Loue. Suf. Tush my good Lord this superficiall tale Is but a preface of her worthy praise The cheefe perfections of that louely Dame Had I sufficient skill to vtter them Would make a volume of inticing lines Able to rauish any dull conceit And which is more she is not so Diuine So full repleate with choice of all delights But with as humble lowlinesse of minde She is content to be at your command Command I meane of Vertuous chaste intents To Loue and Honor Henry as her Lord. King And otherwise will Henry ne're presume Therefore my Lord Protector giue consent That Marg'ret may be Englands Royall Queene Glo. So should I giue consent to flatter sinne You know my Lord your Highnesse is betroath'd Vnto another Lady of esteeme How shall we then dispense with that contract And not deface your Honor with reproach Suf. As doth a Ruler with vnlawfull Oathes Or one that at a Triumph hauing vow'd To try his strength forsaketh yet the Listes By reason of his Aduersaries oddes A poore Earles daughter is vnequall oddes And therefore may be broâ—e without offence Gloucester Why what I pray is Margaret more then that Her Father is no better than an Earle Although in glorious Titles he excell Suf. Yes my Lord her Father is a King The King of Naples and Ierusalem And of such great Authoritie in France As his alliance will confirme our peace And keepe the Frenchmen in Allegeance Glo. And so the Earle of Arminacke may doe Because he is neere Kinsman vnto Charles Exet. Beside his wealth doth warrant a liberal dower Where Reignier sooner will receyue than giue Suf. A Dowre my Lords Disgrace not so your King That he should be so abiect base and poore To choose for wealth and not for perfect Loue. Henry is able to enrich his Queene And not to seeke a Queene to make him rich So worthlesse Pezants bargaine for their Wiues As Market men for Oxen Sheepe or Horse Marriage is a matter of more worth Then to be dealt in by Atturney-ship Not whom we will but whom his Grace affects Must be companion of his Nuptiall bed And therefore Lords since he affects her most Most of all these reasons bindeth vs In our opinions she should be preferr'd For what is wedloeke forced but a Hell An Age of discord and continuall strife Whereas the contrarie bringeth blisse And is a patterne of Celestiall peace Whom should we match with Henry being a King But Margaret that is daughter to a King Her peerelesse feature ioyned with her birth Approues her sit for none but for a King Her valiant courage and vndaunted spirit More then in women commonly is seene Will answer our hope in issue of a King For Henry sonne vnto a Conqueror Is likely to beget more Conquerors If with a Lady of so high resolue As is faire Margaret he be link'd in loue Then yeeld my Lords and heere conclude with mee That Margaret shall be Queene and none but shee King Whether it be through force of your report My Noble Lord of Suffolke Or for that My tender youth was neuer yet attaint With any passion of inflaming Ioue I cannot tell but this I am assur'd I feele such sharpe dissention in my breast Such fierce alarums both of Hope and Feare As I am sicke with working of my thoughts Take therefore shipping poste my Lord to France Agree to any couenants and procure That Lady Margaret do vouchsafe to come To crosse the Seas to England and be crown'd King Henries faithfull and annointed Queene For your expences and sufficient charge Among the people gather vp a tenth Be gone I say for till you do returne I rest perplexed with a thousand Cares And you good Vnckle banish all offence If you do censure me by what you were Not what you are I know it will excuse This sodaine execution of my will And so conduct me where from company I may reuolue and ruminate my greefe Exit Glo. I greefe I feare me both at first and last Exit Glocester Suf. Thus Suffolke hath preuail'd and thus he goes As did the youthfull Paris once to Greece With hope to finde the like euent in loue But prosper better than the Troian did Margaret shall now be Queene and rule the King But I will rule both her the King and Realme Exit FINIS The second Part of Henry the Sixt with the death of the Good Duke HVMFREY Actus Primus Scoena Prima Flourish of Trumpets Then Hoboyes Enter King Duke Humfrey Salisbury Warwicke and Beauford on the one side The Queene Suffolke Yorke Somerset and Buckingham on the other Suffolke AS by your high Imperiall Maiesty I had in charge at my depart for France As Procurator to your Excellence To marry Princes Margaret for your Grace So in the Famous Ancient City Toures In presence of the Kings of France and Sicill The Dukes of Orleance Calaber Britaigne and Alanson Seuen Earles twelue Barons twenty reuerend Bishops I haue perform'd my Taske and was espous'd And humbly now vpon my bended knee In sight of England and her Lordly Peeres Deliuer vp my Title in the Queene To your most gracious hands that are the Substance Of that great Shadow I did represent The happiest Gift that euer Marquesse gaue The Fairest Queene that euer King receiu'd King Suffolke arise Welcome Queene Margaret I can expresse no kinder signe of Loue Then this kinde kisse O Lord that lends me life Lend me a heart repleate with thankfulnesse For thou hast giuen me in this beauteous Face A world of earthly blessings to my soule If Simpathy of Loue vnite our thoughts Queen Great King of England my gracious Lord The mutuall conference that my minde hath had By day by night waking and in my dreames In Courtly company or at my Beades With you mine Alder liefest Soueraigne Makes me the bolder to salute my King With ruder termes such as my wit affoords And ouer ioy of heart doth minister King Her sight did rauish but her grace in Speech Her words yclad with wisedomes Maiesty Makes me from Wondring fall to Weeping ioyes Such is the Fulnesse of my hearts content Lords with one cheerefull voice Welcome my Loue. All kneel Long liue Qu. Margaret Englands happines Queene We thanke
That shall salute our rightfull Soueraigne With honor of his Birth-right to the Crowne Both. Long liue our Soueraigne Richard Englands King Yorke We thanke you Lords But I am not your King till I be Crown'd And that my Sword be stayn'd With heart-blood of the House of Lancaster And that 's not suddenly to be perform'd But with aduice and silent secrecie Doe you as I doe in these dangerous dayes Winke at the Duke of Saffolkes insolence At Beaufords Pride at Somersets Ambition At Buckingham and all the Crew of them Till they haue snar'd the Shepheard of the Flock That vertuous Prince the good Duke Humfrey 'T is that they seeke and they in seeking that Shall finde their deaths if Yorke â—an prophecie Salisb. My Lord breake we off we know your minde at full Warw. My heart assures me that the Earle of Warwick Shall one day make the Duke of Yorke a King Yorke And Neuill this I doe assure my selfe Richard shall liue to make the Earle of Warwick The greatest man in England but the King Exeunt Sound Trumpets Enter the King and State with Guard to banish the Duchesse King Stand forth Dame Elianor Cobham Glosters Wife In sight of God and vs your guilt is great Receiue the Sentence of the Law for sinne Such as by Gods Booke are adiudg'd to death You foure from hence to Prison back againe From thence vnto the place of Execution The Witch in Smithfield shall be burnt to ashes And you three shall be strangled on the Gallowes You Madame for you are more Nobly-borne Despoyled of your Honor in your Life Shall after three dayes open Penance done Liue in your Countrey here in Banishment With Sir Iohn Stanly in the I le of Man Elianor Welcome is Banishment welcome were my Death Glost Elianor the Law thou seest hath iudged thee I cannot iustifie whom the Law condemnes Mine eyes are full of teares my heart of griefe Ah Humfrey this dishonor in thine age Will bring thy head with sorrow to the ground I beseech your Maiestie giue me leaue to goe Sorrow would sollace and mine Age would ease King Stay Humfrey Duke of Gloster Ere thou goe giue vp thy Staffe Henry will to himselfe Protector be And God shall be my hope my stay my guide And Lanthorne to my feete And goe in peace Humfrey no lesse belou'd Then when thou wert Protector to thy King Queene I see no reason why a King of yeeres Should be to be protected like a Child God and King Henry gouerne Englands Realme Giue vp your Staffe Sir and the King his Realme Glost My Staffe Here Noble Henry is my Staffe As willingly doe I the same resigne As ere thy Father Henry made it mine And euen as willingly at thy feete I leaue it As others would ambitiously receiue it Farewell good King when I am dead and gone May honorable Peace attend thy Throne Exit Gloster Queene Why now is Henry King and Margaret Queen And Humfrey Duke of Gloster scarce himselfe That beares so shrewd a mayme two Pulls at once His Lady banisht and a Limbe lopt off This Staffe of Honor raught there let it stand Where it best fits to be in Henries hand Suff. Thus droupes this loftie Pyne hangs his sprayes Thus Elianors Pride dyes in her youngest dayes Yorke Lords let him goe Please it your Maiestie This is the day appointed for the Combat And ready are the Appellant and Defendant The Armorer and his Man to enter the Lists So please your Highnesse to behold the fight Queene I good my Lord for purposely therefore Left I the Court to see this Quarrell try'de King A Gods Name see the Lyfts and all things fit Here let them end it and God defend the right Yorke I neuer saw a fellow worse bestead Or more afraid to fight then is the Appellant The seruant of this Armorer my Lords Enter at one Doore the Armorer and his Neighbors drinking to him so much that hee is drunke and he enters with a Drumme before him and his Staffe with a Sand-bagge fastened to it and at the other Doore his Man with a Drumme and Sand-bagge and Prentices drinking to him 1. Neighbor Here Neighbour Horner I drinke to you in a Cup of Sack and feare not Neighbor you shall doe well enough 2. Neighbor And here Neighbour here 's a Cuppe of Charneco 3. Neighbor And here 's a Pot of good Double-Beere Neighbor drinke and feare not your Man Armorer Let it come yfaith and I le pledge you all and a figge for Peter 1. Prent. Here Peter I drinke to thee and be not afraid 2. Prent. Be merry Peter and feare not thy Master Fight for credit of the Prentices Peter I thanke you all drinke and pray for me I pray you for I thinke I haue taken my last Draught in this World Here Robin and if I dye I giue thee my Aporne and Will thou shalt haue my Hammer and here Tom take all the Money that I haue O Lord blesse me I pray God for I am neuer able to deale with my Master hee hath learnt so much fence already Salisb. Come leaue your drinking and fall to blowes Sirrha what 's thy Name Peter Peter forsooth Salisb. Peter what more Peter Thumpe Salisb. Thumpe Then see thou thumpe thy Master well Armorer Masters I am come hither as it were vpon my Mans instigation to proue him a Knaue and my selfe an honest man and touching the Duke of Yorke I will take my death I neuer meant him any ill nor the King nor the Queene and therefore Peter haue at thee with a downe-right blow Yorke Dispatch this Knaues tongue begins to double Sound Trumpets Alarum to the Combattants They fight and Peter strikes him downe Armorer Hold Peter hold I confesse I confesse Treason Yorke Take away his Weapon Fellow thanke God and the good Wine in thy Masters way Peter O God haue I ouercome mine Enemies in this presence O Peter thou hast preuayl'd in right King Goe take hence that Traytor from our sight For by his death we doe perceiue his guilt And God in Iustice hath reueal'd to vs The truth and innocence of this poore fellow Which he had thought to haue murther'd wrongfully Come fellow follow vs for thy Reward Sound a flourish Exeunt Enter Duke Humfrey and his Men in Mourning Cloakes Glost Thus sometimes hath the brightest day a Cloud And after Summer euermore succeedes Barren Winter with his wrathfull nipping Cold So Cares and Ioyes abound at Seasons fleet Sirs what 's a Clock Seru. Tenne my Lord. Glost Tenne is the houre that was appointed me To watch the comming of my punisht Duchesse Vnneath may shee endure the Flintie Streets To treade them with her tender-feeling feet Sweet Nell ill can thy Noble Minde abrooke The abiect People gazing on thy face With enuious Lookes laughing at thy shame That erst did follow thy prowd Chariot-Wheeles When thou didst ride in triumph through the streets But soft I thinke she comes and I
craues ayd of your Honor from the Tower To defend the City from the Rebels Scales Such ayd as I can spare you shall command But I am troubled heere with them my selfe The Rebels haue assay'd to win the Tower But get you to Smithfield and gather head And thither I will send you Mathew Goffe Fight for your King your Countrey and your Liues And so farwell for I must hence againe Exeunt Enter Iacke Cade and the rest and strikes his staffe on London stone Cade Now is Mortimer Lord of this City And heere sitting vpon London Stone I charge and command that of the Cities cost The pissing Conduit run nothing but Clarret Wine This first yeare of our raigne And now henceforward it shall be Treason for any That calles me other then Lord Mortimer Enter a Soldier running Soul Iacke Cade Iacke Cade Cade Knocke him downe there They kill him But. If this Fellow be wise hee 'l neuer call yee Iacke Cade more I thinke he hath a very faire warning Dicke My Lord there 's an Army gathered together in Smithfield Cade Come then let 's go fight with them But first go and set London Bridge on fire And if you can burne downe the Tower too Come let 's away Exeunt omnes Alarums Mathew Goffe is slain and all the rest Then enter Iake Cade with his Company Cade So sirs now go some and pull down the Sauoy Others to ' th Innes of Court downe with them all Hut I haue a suite vnto your Lordship Cade Bee it a Lordshippe thou shalt haue it for that word But. Onely that the Lawes of England may come out of your mouth Iohn Masse 't will be sore Law then for he was thrust in the mouth with a Speare and 't is not whole yet Smith Nay Iohn it wil be stinking Law for his breath stinkes with eating toasted cheese Cade I haue thought vpon it it shall bee so Away burne all the Records of the Realme my mouth shall be the Parliament of England Iohn Then we are like to haue biting Statutes Vnlesse his teeth be pull'd out Cade And hence-forward all things shall be in Common Enter a Messenger Mes My Lord a prize a prize heere 's the Lord Say which sold the Townes in France He that made vs pay one and twenty Fifteenes and one shilling to the pound the last Subsidie Enter George with the Lord Say Cade Well hee shall be beheaded for it ten times Ah thou Say thou Surge nay thou Buckram Lord now art thou within point-blanke of our Iurisdiction Regall What canst thou answer to my Maiesty for giuing vp of Normandie vnto Mounsieur Basimecu the Dolphine of France Be it knowne vnto thee by these presence euen the presence of Lord Mortimer that I am the Beesome that must sweepe the Court cleane of such filth as thou art Thou hast most traiterously corrupted the youth of the Realme in erecting a Grammar Schoole and whereas before our Fore-fathers had no other Bookes but the Score and the Tally thou hast caused printing to be vs'd and contrary to the King his Crowne and Dignity thou hast built a Paper-Mill It will be prooued to thy Face that thou hast men about thee that vsually talke of a Nowne and a Verbe and such abhominable wordes as no Christian eare can endure to heare Thou hast appointed Iustices of Peace to call poore men before them about matters they were not able to answer Moreouer thou hast put them in prison and because they could not reade thou hast hang'd them when indeede onely for that cause they haue beene most worthy to liue Thou dost ride in a foot-cloth dost thou not Say What of that Cade Marry thou ought'st not to let thy horse weare a Cloake when honester men then thou go in their Hose and Doublets Dicke And worke in their shirt to as my selfe for example that am a butcher Say You men of Kent Dic. What say you of Kent Say Nothing but this 'T is bona terra mala gens Cade Away with him away with him he speaks Latine Say Heare me but speake and beare mee wher'e you will Kent in the Commentaries Caesar writ Is term'd the ciuel'st place of all this Isle Sweet is the Covntry because full of Riches The People Liberall Valiant Actiue Wealthy Which makes me hope you are not void of pitty I sold not Maine I lost not Normandie Yet to recouer them would loose my life Iustice with fauour haue I alwayes done Prayres and Teares haue mou'd me Gifts could neuer When haue I ought exacted at your hands Kent to maintaine the King the Realme and you Large gifts haue I bestow'd on learned Clearkes Because my Booke preferr'd me to the King And seeing Ignorance is the curse of God Knowledge the Wing wherewith we flye to heauen Vnlesse you be possest with diuellish spirits You cannot but forbeare to murther me This Tongue hath parlied vnto Forraigne Kings For your behoofe Cade Tut when struck'st thou one blow in the field Say Great men haue reaching hands oft haue I struck Those that I neuer saw and strucke them dead Geo. O monstrous Coward What to come behinde Folkes Say These cheekes are pale for watching for your good Cade Giue him a box o' th' eare and that wil make 'em red againe Say Long sitting to determine poore mens causes Hath made me full of sicknesse and diseases Cade Ye shall haue a hempen Candle then the help of hatchet Dicke Why dost thou quiuer man Say The Palsie and not feare prouokes me Cade Nay he noddes at vs as who should say I le be euen with you I le see if his head will stand steddier on a pole or no Take him away and behead him Say Tell me wherein haue I offended most Haue I affected wealth or honor Speake Are my Chests fill'd vp with extorted Gold Is my Apparrell sumptuous to behold Whom haue I iniur'd that ye seeke my death These hands are free from guiltlesse bloodshedding This breast from harbouring foule deceitfull thoughts O let me liue Cade I feele remorse in my selfe with his words but I le bridle it he shall dye and it bee but for pleading so well for his life Away with him he ha's a Familiar vnder his Tongue he speakes not a Gods name Goe take him away I say and strike off his head presently and then breake into his Sonne in Lawes house Sir Iames Cromer and strike off his head and bring them both vppon two poles hither All. It shall be done Say Ah Countrimen If when you make your prair's God should be so obdurate as your selues How would it fare with your departed soules And therefore yet relent and saue my life Cade Away with him and do as I command ye the proudest Peere in the Realme shall not weare a head on his shoulders vnlesse he pay me tribute there shall not a maid be married but she shall pay to me her Mayden-head ere they haue it Men shall hold of mee
more Hen. My Queene and Son are gone to France for aid And as I heare the great Commanding Warwicke I thither gone to craue the French Kings Sister To wife for Edward If this newes be true Poore Queene and Sonne your labour is but lost For Warwicke is a subtle Orator And Lewis a Prince soone wonne with mouing words By this account then Margaret may winne him For she 's a woman to be pittied much Her sighes will make a batt'ry in his brest Her teares will pierce into a Marble heart The Tyger will be milde whiles she doth mourne And Nero will be tainted with remorse To heare and see her plaints her Brinish Teares I but shee 's come to begge Warwicke to giue Shee on his left side crauing ayde for Henrie He on his right asking a wife for Edward Shee Weepes and sayes her Henry is depos'd He Smiles and sayes his Edward is instaul'd That she poore Wretch for greefe can speake no more Whiles Warwicke tels his Title smooths the Wrong Inferreth arguments of mighty strength And in conclusion winnes the King from her With promise of his Sister and what else To strengthen and support King Edwards place O Margaret thus 't will be and thou poore soule Art then forsaken as thou went'st forlorne Hum. Say what art thou talk'st of Kings Queens King More then I seeme and lesse then I was born to A man at least for lesse I should not be And men may talke of Kings and why not I Hum. I but thou talk'st as if thou wer 't a King King Why so I am in Minde and that 's enough Hum. But if thou be a King where is thy Crowne King My Crowne is in my heart not on my head Not deck'd with Diamonds and Indian stones Nor to be seene my Crowne is call'd Content A Crowne it is that sildome Kings enioy Hum. Well if you be a King crown'd with Content Your Crowne Content and you must be contented To go along with vs. For as we thinke You are the king King Edward hath depos'd And we his subiects sworne in all Allegeance Will apprehend you as his Enemie King But did you neuer sweare and breake an Oath Hum. No neuer such an Oath nor will not now King Where did you dwell when I was K. of England Hum. Heere in this Country where we now remaine King I was annointed King at nine monthes old My Father and my Grandfather were Kings And you were sworne true Subiects vnto me And tell me then haue you not broke your Oathes Sin No for we were Subiects but while you wer king King Why Am I dead Do I not breath a Man Ah simple men you know not what you sweare Looke as I blow this Feather from my Face And as the Ayre blowes it to me againe Obeying with my winde when I do blow And yeelding to another when it blowes Commanded alwayes by the greater gust Such is the lightnesse of you common men But do not breake your Oathes for of that sinne My milde intreatie shall not make you guiltie Go where you will the king shall be commanded And be you kings command and I le obey Sinklo We are true Subiects to the king King Edward King So would you be againe to Henrie If he were seated as king Edward is Sinklo We charge you in Gods name the Kings To go with vs vnto the Officers King In Gods name lead your Kings name be obeyd And what God will that let your King performe And what he will I humbly yeeld vnto Exeunt Enter K. Edward Gloster Clarence Lady Gray King Brother of Gloster at S. Albons field This Ladyes Husband Sir Richard Grey was slaine His Land then seiz'd on by the Conqueror Her suit is now to repossesse those Lands Which wee in Iustice cannot well deny Because in Quarrell of the House of Yorke The worthy Gentleman did lose his Life Rich. Your Highnesse shall doe well to graunt her suit It were dishonor to deny it her King It were no lesse but yet I le make a pawse Rich. Yea is it so I see the Lady hath a thing to graunt Before the King will graunt her humble suit Clarence Hee knowes the Game how true hee keepes the winde Rich. Silence King Widow we will consider of your suit And come some other time to know our minde Wid. Right gracious Lord I cannot brooke delay May it please your Highnesse to resolue me now And what your pleasure is shall satisfie me Rich. I Widow then I le warrant you all your Lands And if what pleases him shall pleasure you Fight closer or good faith you 'le catch a Blow Clarence I feare her not vnlesse she chance to fall Rich. God forbid that for hee 'le take vantages King How many Children hast thou Widow tell me Clarence I thinke he meanes to begge a Child of her Rich. Nay then whip me hee 'le rather giue her two Wid. Three my most gracious Lord. Rich. You shall haue foure if you 'le be rul'd by him King 'T were pittie they should lose their Fathers Lands Wid. Be pittifull dread Lord and graunt it then King Lords giue vs leaue I le trye this Widowes wit Rich. I good leaue haue you for you will haue leaue Till Youth take leaue and leaue you to the Crutch King Now tell me Madame doe you loue your Children Wid. I full as dearely as I loue my selfe King And would you not doe much to doe them good Wid. To doe them good I would sustayne some harme King Then get your Husbands Lands to doe them good Wid. Therefore I came vnto your Maiestie King I le tell you how these Lands are to be got Wid. So shall you bind me to your Highnesse seruice King What seruice wilt thou doe me if I giue them Wid. What you command that rests in me to doe King But you will take exceptions to my Boone Wid. No gracious Lord except I cannot doe it King I but thou canst doe what I meane to aske Wid. Why then I will doe what your Grace commands Rich. Hee plyes her hard and much Raine weares the Marble Clar. As red as fire nay then her Wax must melt Wid. Why stoppes my Lord shall I not heare my Taske King An easie Taske 't is but to loue a King Wid. That 's soone perform'd because I am a Subiect King Why then thy Husbands Lands I freely giue thee Wid. I take my leaue with many thousand thankes Rich. The Match is made shee seales it with a Cursie King But stay thee 't is the fruits of loue I meane Wid. The fruits of Loue I meane my louing Liege King I but I feare me in another sence What Loue think'st thou I sue so much to get Wid. My loue till death my humble thanks my prayers That loue which Vertue begges and Vertue graunts King No by my troth I did not meane such loue Wid. Why then you meane not as I thought you did King But now you partly may
breach of Duty this way Is businesse of Estate in which we come To know your Royall pleasure Kin. Ye are too bold Go too I le make ye know your times of businesse Is this an howre for temporall affaires Ha Enter Wolsey and Campeius with a Commission Who 's there my good Lord Cardinall O my Wolsey The quiet of my wounded Conscience Thou art a cure fit for a King you 'r welcome Most learned Reuerend Sir into our Kingdome Vse vs and it My good Lord haue great care I be not found a Talker Wol. Sir you cannot I would your Grace would giue vs but an houre Of priuate conference Kin. We are busie goe Norff. This Priest ha's no pride in him Suff. Not to speake of I would not be so sicke though for his place But this cannot continue Norff. If it doe I le venture one haue at him Suff. I another Exeunt Norfolke and Suffolke Wol. Your Grace ha's giuen a President of wisedome Aboue all Princes in committing freely Your scruple to the voycâ— of Christendome Who can be angry now What Enuy reach you The Spaniard tide by blood and fauour to her Must now confesse if they haue any goodnesse The Tryall iust and Noble All the Clerkes I meane the learned ones in Christian Kingdomes Haue their free voyces Rome the Nurse of Iudgement Inuited by your Noble selfe hath sent One generall Tongue vnto vs. This good man This iust and learned Priest Cardnall Campeius Whom once more I present vnto your Highnesse Kin. And once more in mine armes I bid him welcome And thanke the holy Conclaue for their loues They haue sent me such a Man I would haue wish'd for Cam. Your Grace must needs deserue all strangers loues You are so Noble To your Highnesse hand I tender my Commission by whose vertue The Court of Rome commanding You my Lord Cardinall of Yorke are ioyn'd with me their Seruant In the vnpartiall iudging of this Businesse Kin. Two equall men The Queene shall be acquainted Forth with for what you come Where 's Gardiner Wol. I know your Maiesty ha's alwayes lou'd her So deare in heart not to deny her that A Woman of lesse Place might aske by Law Schollers allow'd freely to argue for her Kin. I and the best she shall haue and my fauour To him that doeâ— best God forbid els Cardinall Prethee call Gardiner to me my new Secretary I find him a fit fellow Enter Gardiner Wol. Giue me your hand much ioy fauour to you You are the Kings now Gard. But to be commanded For euer by your Grace whose hand ha's rais'd me Kin. Come hither Gardiner Walkes and whispers Camp My Lord of Yorke was not one Doctor Paâ—e In this mans place before him Wol. Yes he was Camp Was he not held a learned man Wol. Yes surely Camp Beleeue me there 's an ill opinion spread then Euen of your selfe Lord Cardinall Wol. How of me Camp They will not sticke to say you enuide him And fearing he would rise he was so vertuous Kept him a forraigne man still which so greeu'd him That he ran mad and dide Wol. Heau'ns peace be with him That 's Christian care enough for liuing Murmurers There 's places of rebuke He was a Foole For he would needs be vertuous That good Fellow If I command him followes my appointment I will haue none so neere els Learne this Brother We liue not to be grip'd by meaner persons Kin. Deliuer this with modesty to th' Queene Exit Gardiner The most conuenient place that I can thinke of For such receipt of Learning is Black-Fryers There ye shall meete about this waighty busines My Wolsey see it furnish'd O my Lord Would it not grieue an able man to leaue So sweet a Bedfellow But Conscience Conscience O 't is a tender place and I must leaue her Exeunt Scena Tertia Enter Anne Bullen and an old Lady An. Not for that neither here 's the pang that pinches His Highnesse hauing liu'd so long with her and she So good a Lady that no Tongue could euer Pronounce dishonour of her by my life She neuer knew harme-doing Oh now after So many courses of the Sun enthroaned Still growing in a Maiesty and pompe the which To leaue a thousand fold more bitter then 'T is sweet at first t' acquire After this Processe To giue her the auaunt it is a pitty Would moue a Monster Old La. Hearts of most hard temper Melt and lament for her An. Oh Gods will much better She ne're had knowne pompe though 't be temporall Yet if that quarrell Fortune do diuorce It from the bearer 't is a sufferance panging As soule and bodies seuering Old L. Alas poore Lady Shee 's a stranger now againe An. So much the more Must pitty drop vpon her verily I sweare t is better to be lowly borne And range with humble liuers in Content Then to be perk'd vp in a glistring griefe And weare a golden sorrow Old L. Our content Is our best hauing Anne By my troth and Maidenhead I would not be a Queene Old L. Beshrew me I would And venture Maidenhead for 't and so would you For all this spice of your Hipocrisie You that haue so faire parts of Woman on you Haue too a Womans heart which euer yet Affected Eminence Wealth Soueraignty Which to say sooth are Blessings and which guifts Sauing your mincing the capacity Of your soft Chiuerell Conscience would receiue If you might please to stretch it Anne Nay good troth Old L. Yes troth troth you would not be a Queen Anne No not for all the riches vnder Heauen Old L. T is strange a three pence bow'd would hire me Old as I am to Queene it but I pray you What thinke you of a Dutchesse Haue you limbs To beare that load of Title An. No in truth Old L. Then you are weakly made plucke off a little I would not be a young Count in your way For more then blushing comes to If your backe Cannot vouchsafe this burthen t is too weake Euer to get a Boy An. How you doe talke I sweare againe I would not be a Queene For all the world Old L. In faith for little England You 'ld venture an emballing I my selfe Would for Carnaruanshire although there long'd No more to th' Crowne but that Lo who comes here Enter Lord Chamberlaine L. Cham. Good morrow Ladies what wer 't worth to know The secret of your conference An. My good Lord Not your demand it values not your asking Our Mistris Sorrowes we were pittying Cham. It was a gentle businesse and becomming The action of good women there is hope All will be well An. Now I pray God Amen Cham. You beare a gentle minde heau'nly blessings Follow such Creatures That you may faire Lady Perceiue I speake sincerely and high notes Tane of your many vertues the Kings Maiesty Commends his good opinion of you to you and Doe's purpose honour to you no lesse flowing Then
Marchionesse of Pembrooke to which Title A Thousand pound a yeare Annuall support Out of his Grace he addes An. I doe not know What kinde of my obedience I should tender More then my All is Nothing Nor my Prayers Are not words duely hallowed nor my Wishes More worth then empty vanities yet Prayers Wishes Are all I can returne ' Beseech your Lordship Vouchsafe to speake my thankes and my obedience As from a blushâ—ng Handmaid to his Highnesse Whose health and Royalty I pray for Cham. Lady I shall not faile t' approue the faire conceit The King hath of you I haue perus'd her well Beauty and Honour in her are so mingled That they haue caught the King and who knowes yet But from this Lady may proceed a Iemme To lighten all this I le I 'le to the King And say I spoke with you Exit Lord Chamberlaine An. My honour'd Lord. Old L. Why this it is See see I haue beene begging sixteene yeares in Court Am yet a Courtier beggerly nor could Come pat betwixt too early and too late For any suit of poundâ— and you oh fate A very fresh Fish heere fye fye fye vpon This compel'd fortune haue your mouth fild vp Before you open it An. This is strange to me Old L. How tasts it Is it bitter Forty pence no There was a Lady once t is an old Story That would not be a Queene that would she not For all the mud in Egypt haue you heard it An. Come you are pleasant Old L. With your Theame I could O're-mount the Larke The Marchionesse of Pembrooke A thousand pounds a yeare for pure respect No other obligation by my Life That promises mo thousands Honours traine Is longer then his fore-skirt by this time I know your backe will beare a Dutchesse Say Are you not stronger then you were An. Good Lady Make your selfe mirth with your particular fancy And leaue me out on 't Would I had no being If this salute my blood a â—ot it faints me To thinke what followes The Queene is comfortlesse and wâ—e forgetfull In our long absence pray doe not deliuer What heere y' haue heard to her Old L. What doe you thinke me Exeunt Scena Quarta Trumpets Sennet and Cornets Enter two Vergers with shoÌ„t siluer wands next them two Scribes in the habite of Doctors after them the Bishop of Canterbury alone after him the Bishops of Lincolne Ely Rochester and S. Asaph Next them with some small distance followes a Gentleman bearing the Purse with the great Seale and a Cardinals Hat Then two Priests bearing each a Siluer Crosse Then a Gentleman Vsher bare-headed accompanyed with a Sergeant at Armes bearing a Siluer Mace Then two Gentlemen bearing two great Siluer Pillers After them side by side the two Cardinals two Noblemen with the Sword and Mace The King takes place vnder the Cloth of State The two Cardinalls sit vnder him as Iudges The Queene takes place some distance from the King The Bishops place themselues on each side the Court in manner of a Consistory Below them the Scribes The Lords sit next the Bishops The rest of the Attendants stand in conuenient order about the Stage Car. Whil'st our Commission from Rome is read Let silence be commanded King What 's the need It hath already publiquely bene read And on all sides th' Authority allow'd You may then spare that time Car. Bee 't so proceed Scri. Say Henry K. of England come into the Court. Crier Henry King of England c. King Heere Scribe Say Katherine Queene of England Come into the Court. Crier Katherine Queene of England c. The Queene makes no answer rises out of her Chaire goes about the Court comes to the King and kneeles at his Feete Then speakes Sir I desire you do me Right and Iustice And to bestow your pitty on me for I am a most poore Woman and a Stranger Borne out of your Dominions hauing heere No Iudge indifferent nor no more assurance Of equall Friendship and Proceeding Alas Sir In what haue I offended you What cause Hath my behauiour giuen to your displeasure That thus you should proceede to put me off And take your good Grace from me Heauen witnesse I haue bene to you a true and humble Wife At all times to your will conformable Euer in feare to kindle your Dislike Yea subiect to your Countenance Glad or sorry As I saw it inclin'd When was the houre I euer contradicted your Desire Or made it not mine too Or which of your Friends Haue I not stroue to loue although I knew He were mine Enemy What Friend of mine That had to him deriu'd your Anger did I Continue in my Liking Nay gaue notice He was from thence discharg'd Sir call to minde That I haue beene your Wife in this Obedience Vpward of twenty yeares and haue bene blest With many Children by you If in the course And processe of this time you can report And proue it too against mine Honor aught My bond to Wedlocke or my Loue and Dutie Against your Sacred Person in Gods name Turne me away and let the fowl'st Contempt Shut doore vpon me and so giue me vp To the sharp'st kinde of Iustice Please you Sir The King your Father was reputed for A Prince most Prudent of an excellent And vnmatch'd Wit and Iudgement Ferdinand My Father King of Spaine was reckon'd one The wisest Prince that there had reign'd by many A yeare before It is not to be question'd That they had gather'd a wise Councell to them Of euery Realme that did debate this Businesse Who deem'd our Marriage lawful Wherefore I humbly Beseech you Sir to spare me till I may Be by my Friends in Spaine aduis'd whose Counsaile I will implore If not i' th' name of God Your pleasure be fulfill'd Wol. You haue heere Lady And of your choice these Reuerend Fathers men Of singular Integrity and Learning Yea the elect o' th' Land who are assembled To pleade your Cause It shall be therefore bootlesse That longer you desire the Court as well For your owne quiet as to rectifie What is vnsetled in the King Camp His Grace Hath spoken well and iustly Therefore Madam It 's fit this Royall Session do proceed And that without delay their Arguments Be now produc'd and heard Qu. Lord Cardinall to you I speake Wol. Your pleasure Madam Qu. Sir I am about to weepe but thinking that We are a Queene or long haue dream'd so certaine The daughter of a King my drops of teares I le turne to sparkes of fire Wol. Be patient yet Qu. I will when you are humble Nay before Or God will punish me I do beleeue Induc'd by potent Circumstances that You are mine Enemy and make my Challenge You shall not be my Iudge For it is you Haue blowne this Coale betwixt my Lord and me Which Gods dew quench therefore I say againe I vtterly abhorre yea from my Soule Refuse you for my Iudge whom yet once more I hold my
melt thy life away Marcus strikes the dish with a knife What doest thou strike at Marcus with knife Mar. At that that I haue kil'd my Lord a Flys An. Out on the murderour thou kil'st my hart Mine eyes cloi'd with view of Tirranie A deed of death done on the Innocent Becoms not Titus broher get thee gone I see thou art not for my company Mar. Alas my Lord I haue but kild a flie An. But How if that Flie had a father and mother How would he hang his slender gilded wings And buz lamenting doings in the ayer Poore harmelesse Fly That with his pretty buzing melody Came heere to make vs merry And thou hast kil'd him Mar. Pardon me sir It was a blacke illfauour'd Fly Like to the Empresse Moore therefore I kild him An. O o o Then pardon me for reprehending thee For thou hast done a Charitable deed Giue me thy knife I will insult on him Flattering my selfes as if it were the Moore Come hither purposely to poyson me There 's for thy selfe and that 's for Tamira Ah sirra Yet I thinke we are not brought so low But that betweene vs we can kill a Fly That comes in likenesse of a Cole-blacke Moore Mar. Alas poore man griefe ha's so wrought on him He takes false shadowes for true substances An. Come take away Lauinia goe with me I le to thy closset and goe read with thee Sad stories chanced in the times of old Come boy and goe with me thy sight is young And thou shalt read when mine begin to dazell Exeunt Actus Quartus Enter young Lucius and Lauinia running after him and the Boy flies from her with his bookes vnder his arme Enter Titus and Marcus Boy Helpe Grandsier helpe my Aunt Lauinia Followes me euery where I know not why Good Vncle Marcus see how swift she comes Alas sweet Aunt I know not what you meane Mar. Stand by me Lucius doe not feare thy Aunt Titus She loues thee boy too well to doe thee harme Boy I when my father was in Rome she did Mar. What meanes my Neece Lauinia by these signes Ti. Feare not Lucius somewhat doth she meane See Lucius see how much she makes of thee Some whether would she haue thee goe with her Ah boy Cornelia neuer with more care Read to her sonnes then she hath read to thee Sweet Poetry and Tullies Oratour Canst thou not gesse wherefore she plies thee thus Boy My Lord I know not I nor can I gesse Vnlesse some fit or frenzie do possesse her For I haue heard my Grandsier say full oft Extremitie of griefes would make men mad And I haue read that Hecubae of Troy Ran mad through sorrow that made me to feare Although my Lord I know my noble Aunt Loues me as deare as ere my mother did And would not but in fury fright my youth Which made me downe to throw my bookes and flie Causles perhaps but pardon me sweet Aunt And Madam if my Vncle Marcus goe I will most willingly attend your Ladyship Mar. Lucius I will Ti. How now Lauinia Marcus what meanes this Some booke there is that she desires to see Which is it girle of these Open them boy But thou art deeper read and better skild Come and take choyse of all my Library And so beguile thy sorrow till the heauens Reueale the damn'd contriuer of this deed What booke Why lifts she vp her armes in sequence thus Mar. I thinke she meanes that ther was more then one Confederate in the fact I more there was Or else to heauen she heaues them to reuenge Ti. Lucius what booke is that she tosseth so Boy Grandsier 't is Ouids Metamorphosis My mother gaue it me Mar. For loue of her that 's gone Perhahs she culd it from among the rest Ti. Soft so busily she turnes the leaues Helpe her what would she finde Lauinia shall I read This is the tragicke tale of Philomel And treates of Tereus treason and his rape And rape I feare was roote of thine annoy Mar. See brother see note how she quotes the leaues Ti. Lauinia wert thou thus surpriz'd sweet girle Rauisht and wrong'd as Philomela was Forc'd in the ruthlesse vast and gloomy woods See see I such a place there is where we did hunt O had we neuer neuer hunted there Patern'd by that the Poet heere describes By nature made for murthers and for rapes Mar. O why should nature build so foule a den Vnlesse the Gods delight in tragedies Ti. Giue signes sweet girle for heere are none but friends What Romaine Lord it was durst do the deed Or slunke not Saturnine as Tarquin ersts That left the Campe to sinne in Lucrece bed Mar. Sit downe sweet Neece brother sit downe by me Apollo Pallas Ioue or Mercury Inspire me that I may this treason finde My Lord looke heere looke heere Lauinia He writes his Name with his staffe and guides it with feete and mouth This sandie plot is plaine guide if thou canst This after me I haue writ my name Without the helpe of any hand at all Curst be that hart that forc'st vs to that shift Write thou good Neece and heere display at last What God will haue discouered for reuenge Heauen guide thy pen to print thy sorrowes plaine That we may know the Traytors and the truth She takes the staffe in her mouth and guides it with her stumps and writes Ti. Oh doe ye read my Lord what she hath writs Stuprum Chiron Demetrius Mar. What what the lustfull sonnes of Tamora Performers of this hainous bloody deed Ti. Magni Dominator poli Tam lentus audis scelera tam lentus vides Mar. Oh calme thee gentle Lord Although I know There is enough written vpon this earth To stirre a mutinie in the mildest thoughts And arme the mindes of infants to exclaimes My Lord kneele downe with me Lauinia kneele And kneele sweet boy the Romaine Hectors hope And sweare with me as with the wofull Feere And father of that chast dishonoured Dame Lord Iunius Brutus sweare for Lucrece rape That we will prosecute by good aduise Mortall reuenge vpon these traytorous Gothes And see their blood or die with this reproach Ti. T is sure enough and you knew how But if you hunt these Beare-whelpes then beware The Dam will wake and if she winde you once Shee 's with the Lyon deepely still in league And Iulls him whilst she palyeth on her backe And when he sleepes will she do what she list You are a young huntsman Marcus let it alone And come I will goe get a leafe of brasse And with a Gad of steele will write these words And lay it by the angry Northerne winde Will blow these sands like Sibels leaues abroad And where 's your lesson then Boy what say you Boy I say my Lord that if I were a man Their mothers bed-chamber should not be safe For these bad bond-men to the yoake of Rome Mar. I that 's my boy thy father hath full oft For
what is to be done And we will all subscribe to thy aduise Saue thou the child so we may all be safe Aron Then sit we downe and let vs all consult My sonne and I will haue the winde of you Keepe there now talke at pleasure of your safety Deme. How many women saw this childe of his Aron Why so braue Lords when we ioyne in league I am a Lambe but if you braue the Moore The chafed Bore the mountaine Lyonesse The Ocean swells not so at Aaron stormes But say againe how many saw the childe Nurse Cornelia the midwife and my selfe And none else but the deliuered Empresse Aron The Empresse the Midwife and your selfe Two may keepe counsell when the the third's away Goe to the Empresse tell her this I said He kils her Weeke weeke so cries a Pigge prepared to th' spit Deme. What mean'st thou Aaron Wherefore did'st thou this Aron O Lord sir 't is a deed of pollicie Shall she liue to betray this guilt of our's A long tongu'd babling Gossip No Lords no And now be it knowne to you my full intent Not farre one Muliteus my Country-man His wife but yesternight was brought to bed His childe is like to her faire as you are Goe packe with him and giue the mother gold And tell them both the circumstance of all And how by this their Childe shall be aduaunc'd And be receiued for the Emperours heyre And substituted in the place of mine To calme this tempest whirling in the Court And let the Emperour dandle him for his owne Harke ye Lords ye see I haue giuen her physicke And you must needs bestow her funerall The fields are neere and you are gallant Groomes This done see that you take no longer daies But send the Midwife presently to me The Midwife and the Nurse well made away Then let the Ladies tattle what they please Chi. Aaron I see thou wilt not ttust the ayre with secrets Deme. For this care of Tamora Her selfe and hers are highly bound to thee Exeunt Aron Now to the Gothes as swift as Swallow flies There to dispose this treasure in mine armes And secretly to greete the Empresse friends Come on you thick-lipt-slaue I le beare you hence For it is you that puts vs to our shifts I le make you feed on berries and on rootes And feed on curds and whay and sucke the Goate And cabbin in a Caue and bring you vp To be a warriour and command a Campe. Exit Enter Titus old Marcus young Lucius and other gentlemen with bowes and Titus beares the arrowes with Letters on the end of them Tit. Come Marcus come kinsmen this is the way Sir Boy let me see your Archerie Looke yee draw home enough and 't is there straight Terras Astrea reliquit be you remembred Marcus She 's gone she 's fled sirs take you to your tooles You Cosens shall goe sound the Ocean And cast your nets haply you may find her in the Sea Yet ther 's as little iustice as at Land No Publius and Sempronius you must doe it 'T is you must dig with Mattocke and with Spade And pierce the inmost Center of the earth Then when you come to Platoes Region I pray you deliuer him this petition Tell him it is for iustice and for aide And that it comes from old Andronicus Shaken with sorrowes in vngratefull Rome Ah Rome Well well I made thee miserable What time I threw the peoples suffrages On him that thus doth tyrannize ore me Goe get you gone and pray be carefull all And leaue you not a man of warre vnsearcht This wicked Emperour may haue shipt her hence And kinsmen then we may goe pipe for iustice Marc. O Publius is not this a heauie case To see thy Noble Vnckle thus distract Publ. Therefore my Lords it highly vs concernes By day and night t' attend him carefully And feede his humour kindely as we may Till time beget some carefull remedie Marc. Kinsmen his sorrowes are past remedie Ioyne with the Gothes and with reuengefull warre Take wreake on Rome for this ingratitude And vengeance on the Traytor Saturnine Tit. Publius how now how now my Maisters What haue you met with her Publ. No my good Lord but Pluto sends you word If you will haue reuenge from hell you shall Marrie for iustice she is so imploy'd He thinkes with Ioue in heauen or some where else So that perforce you must needs stay a time Tit. He doth me wrong to feed me with delayes I le diue into the burning Lake below And pull her out of Acaron by the heeles Marcus we are but shrubs no Cedars we No big-bon'd-men fram'd of the Cyclops size But mettall Marcus steele to the very backe Yet wrung with wrongs more then our backe can beare And sith there 's no iustice in earth nor hell We will sollicite heauen and moue the Gods To send downe Iustice for to wreake our wongs Come to this geare you are a good Archer Marcus He giues them the Arrowes Ad Iouem that 's for you here ad Appollonem Ad Martem that 's for my selfe Heere Boy to Pallas heere to Mercury To Saturnine to Caius not to Saturnine You were as good to shoote against the winde Too it Boy Marcus loose when I bid Of my word I haue written to effect Ther 's not a God left vnsollicited Marc. Kinsmen shoot all your shafts into the Court We will afflict the Emperour in his pride Tit Now Maisters draw Oh well said Lucius Good Boy in Virgoes lap giue it Pallas Marc. My Lord I aime a Mile beyond the Moone Your letter is with Iupiter by this Tit. Ha ha Publius Publius what hast thou done See see thou hast shot off one of Taurus hornes Mar. This was the sport my Lord when Publius shot The Bull being gal'd gaue Aries such a knocke That downe fell both the Rams hornes in the Court And who should finde them but the Empresse villaine She laught and told the Moore he should not choose But giue them to his Maister for a present Tit. Why there it goes God giue your Lordship ioy Enter the Clowne with a basket and two Pigeons in it Titus Newes newes from heauen Marcus the poast is come Sirrah what tydings haue you any letters Shall I haue Iustice what sayes Iupiter Clowne Ho the Iibbetmaker he sayes that he hath taken them downe againe for the man must not be hang'd till the next weeke Tit. But what sayes Iupiter I aske thee Clowne Alas sir I know not Iupiter I neuer dranke with him in all my life Tit. Why villaine art not thou the Carrier Clowne I of my Pigions sir nothing else Tit. Why did'st thou not come from heauen Clowne From heauen Alas sir I neuer came there God forbid I should be so bold to presse to heauen in my young dayes Why I am going with my pigeons to the Tribunall Plebs to take vp a matter of brawle betwixt my Vncle and one of the Emperialls men Mar.
Trecherie Flye good Fleans flye flye flye Thou may'st reuenge O Slaue 3. Who did strike out the Light 1. Was 't not the way 3. There 's but one downe the Sonne is fled 2. We haue lost Best halfe of our Affaire 1. Well let 's away and say how much is done Exeunt Scaena Quarta Banquet prepar'd Enter Macbeth Lady Rosse Lenox Lords and Attendants Macb. You know your owne degrees sit downe At first and last the hearty welcome Lords Thankes to your Maiesty Macb. Our selfe will mingle with Society And play the humble Host Our Hostesse keepes her State but in best time We will require her welcome La. Pronounce it for me Sir to all our Friends For my heart speakes they are welcome Enter first Murtherer Macb. See they encounter thee with their harts thanks Both sides are euen heere I le sit i' th' mid'st Be large in mirth anon wee 'l drinke a Measure The Table round There 's blood vpon thy face Mur. 'T is Banquo's then Macb. 'T is better thee without then he within Is he dispatch'd Mur. My Lord his throat is cut that I did for him Mac. Thou art the best o' th' Cut-throats Yet hee 's good that did the like for Fleans If thou did'st it thou art the Non-pareill Mur. Most Royall Sir Fleans is scap'd Macb. Then comes my Fit againe I had else beene perfect Whole as the Marble founded as the Rocke As broad and generall as the casing Ayre But now I am cabin'd crib'd confin'd bound in To sawcy doubts and feares But Banquo's safe Mur. I my good Lord safe in a ditch he bides With twenty trenched gashes on his head The least a Death to Nature Macb. Thankes for that There the growne Serpent lyes the worme that 's fled Hath Nature that in time will Venom breed No teeth for th' present Get thee gone to morrow Wee 'l heare our selues againe Exit Murderer Lady My Royall Lord You do not giue the Cheere the Feast is sold That is not often vouch'd while 't is a making 'T is giuen with welcome to feede were best at home From thence the sawce to meate is Ceremony Meeting were bare without it Enter the Ghost of Banquo and sits in Macbeths place Macb. Sweet Remembrancer Now good digestion waite on Appetite And health on both Lenox May 't please your Highnesse sit Macb. Here had we now our Countries Honor roof'd Were the grac'd person of our Banquo present Who may I rather challenge for vnkindnesse Then pitty for Mischance Rosse His absence Sir Layes blame vpon his promise Pleas't your Highnesse To grace vs with your Royall Company Macb. The Table 's full Lenox Heere is a place reseru'd Sir Macb. Where Lenox Heere my good Lord. What is' t that moues your Highnesse Macb. Which of you haue done this Lords What my good Lord Macb. Thou canst not say I did it neuer shake Thy goary lockes at me Rosse Gentlemen rise his Highnesse is not well Lady Sit worthy Friends my Lord is often thus And hath beene from his youth Pray you keepe Seat The fit is momentary vpon a thought He will againe be well If much you note him You shall offend him and extend his Passion Feed and regard him not Are you a man Macb. I and a bold one that dare looke on that Which might appall the Diuell La. O proper stuffe This is the very painting of your feare This is the Ayre-drawne-Dagger which you said Led you to Duncan O these flawes and starts Impostors to true feare would well become A womans story at a Winters fire Authoriz'd by her Grandam shame it selfe Why do you make such faces When all 's done You looke but on a stoole Macb Prythee see there Behold looke loe how say you Why what care I if thou canst nod speake too If Charnell houses and our Graues must send Those that we bury backe our Monuments Shall be the Mawes of Kytes La. What quite vnmann'd in folly Macb. If I stand heere I saw him La. Fie for shame Macb. Blood hath bene shed ere now i' th' olden time Ere humane Statute purg'd the gentle Weale I and since too Murthers haue bene perform'd Too terrible for the eare The times has bene That when the Braines were out the man would dye And there an end But now they rise againe With twenty mortall murthers on their crownes And push vs from our stooles This is more strange Then such a murther is La. My worthy Lord Your Noble Friends do lacke you Macb. I do forget Do not muse at me my most worthy Friends I haue a strange infirmity which is nothing To those that know me Come loue and health to all Then I le sit downe Giue me some Wine fill full Enter Ghost I drinke to th' generall ioy o' th' whole Table And to our deere Friend Banquo whom we misse Would he were heere to all and him we thirst And all to all Lords Our duties and the pledge Mac. Auant quit my sight let the earth hide thee Thy bones are marrowlesse thy blood is cold Thou hast no speculation in those eyes Which thou dost glare with La. Thinke of this good Peeres But as a thing of Custome 'T is no other Onely it spoyles the pleasure of the time Macb. What man dare I dare Approach thou like the rugged Russian Beare The arm'd Rhinoceros or th' Hircan Tiger Take any shape but that and my firme Nerues Shall neuer tremble Or be aliue againe And dare me to the Desart with thy Sword If trembling I inhabit then protest mee The Baby of a Girle Hence horrible shadow Vnreall mock'ry hence Why so being gone I am a man againe pray you sit still La. You haue displac'd the mirth Broke the good meeting with most admir'd disorder Macb. Can such things be And ouercome vs like a Summers Clowd Without our speciall wonder You make me strange Euen to the disposition that I owe When now I thinke you can behold such sights And keepe the naturall Rubie of your Cheekes When mine is blanch'd with feare Rosse What sights my Lord La. I pray you speake not he growes worse worse Question enrages him at once goodnight Stand not vpon the order of your going But go at once Len. Good night and better health Attend his Maiesty La. A kinde goodnight to all Exit Lords Macb. It will haue blood they say Blood will haue Blood Stones haue beene knowne to moue Trees to speake Augures and vnderstood Relations haue By Maggot Pyes Choughes Rookes brought forth The secret'st man of Blood What is the night La. Almost at oddes with morning which is which Macb. How say'st thou that Macduff denies his person At our great bidding La Did you send to him Sir Macb. I heare it by the way But I will send There 's not a one of them but in his house I keepe a Seruant Feed I will to morrow And betimes I will to the weyard Sisters More shall they speake for now
my life my life Polon Fare you well my Lord. Ham. These tedious old fooles Polon You goe to seeke my Lord Hamlet there hee is Enter Rosincran and Guildensterne Rosin God saue you Sir Guild Mine honour'd Lord Rosin My most deare Lord Ham. My excellent good friends How do'st thou Guildensterne Oh Rosincrane good Lads How doe ye both Rosin As the indifferent Children of the earth Guild Happy in that we are not ouer-happy on Fortunes Cap we are not the very Button Ham. Nor the Soales of her Shoo Rosin Neither my Lord. Ham. Then you liue about her waste or in the middle of her fauour Guil. Faith her priuates we Ham. In the secret parts of Fortune Oh most true â— she is a Strumpet What 's the newes Rosin None my Lord but that the World 's growne honest Ham. Then is Doomesday neere But your newes is not true Let me question more in particular what haue you my good friends deserued at the hands of Fortune that she sends you to Prison hither Guil. Prison my Lord Ham. Denmark's a Prison Rosin Then is the World one Ham. A goodly one in which there are many Confines Wards and Dungeons Denmarke being one o' th' worst Rosin We thinke not so my Lord. Ham. Why then 't is none to you for there is nothing either good or bad but thinking makes it so to me it is a prison Rosin Why then your Ambition makes it one 't is too narrow for your minde Ham. O God I could be bounded in a nutshell and count my selfe a King of infinite space were it not that I haue bad dreames Guil. Which dreames indeed are Ambition for the very substance of the Ambitious is meerely the shadow of a Dreame Ham. A dreame it selfe is but a shadow Rosin Truely and I hold Ambition of so ayry and light a quality that it is but a shadowes shadow Ham. Then are our Beggers bodies and our Monarchs and out-stretcht Heroes the Beggers Shadowes shall wee to th' Court for by my fey I cannot reason Both. Wee 'l wait vpon you Ham. No such matter I will not sort you with the rest of my seruants for to speake to you like an honest man I am most dreadfully attended but in the beaten way of friendship What make you at Elsonower Rosin To visit you my Lord no other occasion Ham. Begger that I am I am euen poore in thankes but I thanke you and sure deare friends my thanks are too deare a halfepeny were you not sent for Is it your owne inclining Is it a free visitation Come deale iustly with me come come nay speake Guil. What should we say my Lord Ham. Why any thing But to the purpose you were sent for and there is a kinde confession in your lookes which your modesties haue not craft enough to color I know the good King Queene haue sent for you Rosin To what end my Lord Ham. That you must teach me but let mee coniure you by the rights of our fellowship by the consonancy of our youth by the Obligation of our euer-preserued loue and by what more deare a better proposer could charge you withall be euen and direct with me whether you were sent for or no. Rosin What say you Ham. Nay then I haue an eye of you if you loue me hold not off Guil. My Lord we were sent for Ham. I will tell you why so shall my anticipation preuent your discouery of your secricie to the King and Queene moult no feather I haue of late but wherefore I know not lost all my mirth forgone all custome of exercise and indeed it goes so heauenly with my disposition that this goodly frame the Earth seemes to me a sterrill Promontory this most excellent Canopy the Ayre look you this braue ore-hanging this Maiesticall Roofe fretted with golden fire why it appeares no other thing to mee then a foule and pestilent congregation of vapours What a piece of worke is a man how Noble in Reason how infinite in faculty in forme and mouing how expresse and admirable in Action how like an Angel in apprehension how like a God the beauty of the world the Parragon of Animals and yet to me what is this Quintessence of Dust Man delights not me no nor Woman neither though by your smiling you seeme to say so Rosin My Lord there was no such stuffe in my thoughts Ham. Why did you laugh when I said Man delights not me Rosin To thinke my Lord if you delight not in Man what Lenton entertainment the Players shall receiue from you wee coated them on the way and hither are they comming to offer you Seruice Ham. He that playes the King shall be welcome his Maiesty shall haue Tribute of mee the aduenturous Knight shal vse his Foyle and Target the Louer shall not sigh gratis the humorous man shall end his part in peace the Clowne shall make those laugh whose lungs are tickled a' th' sere and the Lady shall say her minde freely or the blanke Verse shall halt for 't what Players are they Rosin Euen those you were wont to take delight in the Tragedians of the City Ham. How chances it they trauaile their residence both in reputation and profit was better both wayes Rosin I thinke their Inhibition comes by the meanes of the late Innouation Ham. Doe they hold the same estimation they did when I was in the City Are they so follow'd Rosin No indeed they are not Ham How comes it doe they grow rusty Rosin Nay their indeauour keepes in the wonted pace But there is Sir an ayrie of Children little Yases that crye out on the top of question and are most tyrannically clap't for 't these are now the fashion and so be-ratled the common Stages so they call them that many wearing Rapiers are affraide of Goose-quils and dare scarse come thither Ham. What are they Children Who maintains ' em How are they escoted Will they pursue the Quality no longer then they can sing Will they not say afterwards if they should grow themselues to common Players as it is like most if their meanes are not better their Writers do them wrong to make them exclaim against their owne Succession Rosin Faith there ha's bene much to do on both sides and the Nation holds it no sinne to tarre them to Controuersie There was for a while no mony bid for argument vnlesse the Poet and the Player went to Cuffes in the Question Ham. Is' t possible Guild Oh there ha's beene much throwing about of Braines Ham Do the Boyes carry it away Rosin I that they do my Lord. Hercules his load too Ham. It is not strange for mine Vnckle is King of Denmarke and those that would make mowes at him while my Father liued giue twenty forty an hundred Ducates a peece for his picture in Little There is something in this more then Naturall if Philosophie could finde it out Flourish for the Players Guil. There are the Players Ham. Gentlemen you are
very action speakes In euery power that mooues Thid. Caesar I shall exeunt Enter Cleopatra Enobarbus Charmian Iras. Cleo. What shall we do Enobarbus Eno. Thinke and dye Cleo. Is Anthony or we in fault for this Eno. Anthony onely that would make his will Lord of his Reason What though you fled From that great face of Warre whose seuerall ranges Frighted each other Why should he follow The itch of his Affection should not then Haue nickt his Captain-ship at such a point When halfe to halfe the world oppos'd he being The meered question 'T was a shame no lesse Then was his losse to course your flying Flagges And leaue his Nauy gazing Cleo. Prythee peace Enter the Ambassador with Anthony Ant. Is that his answer Amb. I my Lord. Ant. The Queene shall then haue courtesie So she will yeeld vs vp Am. He sayes so Antho. Let her know 't To the Boy Caesar send this grizled head and he will fill thy wishes to the brimme With Principalities Cleo. That head my Lord Ant. To him againe tell him he weares the Rose Of youth vpon him from which the world should note Something particular His Coine Ships Legions May be a Cowards whose Ministers would preuaile Vnder the seruice of a Childe as soone As i' th' Command of Caesar I dare him therefore To lay his gay Comparisons a-part And answer me declin'd Sword against Sword Our selues alone I le write it Follow me Eno. Yes like enough hye battel'd Caesar will Vnstate his happinesse and be Stag'd to ' th' shew Against a Sworder I see mens Iudgements are A parcell of their Fortunes and things outward Do draw the inward quality after them To suffer all alike that he should dreame Knowing all measures the full Caesar will Answer his emptinesse Caesar thou hast subdu'de His iudgement too Enter a Seruant Ser. A Messenger from Caesar Cleo. What no more Ceremony See my Women Against the blowne Rose may they stop their nose That kneel'd vnto the Buds Admit him sir Eno. Mine honesty and I beginne to square The Loyalty well held to Fooles does make Our Faith meere folly yet he that can endure To follow with Allegeance a falne Lord Does conquer him that did his Master conquer And earnes a place i' th' Story Enter Thidias Cleo. Caesars will Thid. Heare it apart Cleo. None but Friends say boldly Thid. So haply are they Friends to Anthony Enob. He needs as many Sir as Caesar ha's Or needs not vs. If Caesar please our Master Will leape to be his Friend For vs you know Whose he is we are and that is Caesars Thid. So. Thus then thou most renown'd Caesar intreats Not to consider in what case thou stand'st Further then he is Caesars Cleo. Go on right Royall Thid. He knowes that you embrace not Anthony As you did loue but as you feared him Cleo. Oh. Thid. The scarre's vpon your Honor therefore he Does pitty as constrained blemishes Not as deserued Cleo. He is a God And knowes what is most right Mine Honour Was not yeelded but conquer'd meerely Eno. To be sure of that I will aske Anthony Sir sir thou art so leakie That we must leaue thee to thy sinking for Thy deerest quit thee Exit Enob. Thid. Shall I say to Caesar What you require of him for he partly begges To be desir'd to giue It much would please him That of his Fortunes you should make a staffe To leane vpon But it would warme his spirits To heare from me you had left Anthony And put your selfe vnder his shrowd the vniuersal Landlord Cleo. What 's your name Thid. My name is Thidias Cleo. Most kinde Messenger Say to great Caesar this in disputation I kisse his conqu'ring hand Tell him I am prompt To lay my Crowne at 's feete and there to kneele Tell him from his all-obeying breath I hearâ— The doome of Egypt Thid. 'T is your Noblest course Wisedome and Fortune combatting together If that the former dare but what it can No chance may shake it Giue me grace to lay My dutie on your hand Cleo. Your Caesars Father oft When he hath mus'd of taking kingdomes in Bestow'd his lips on that vnworthy place As it rain'd kisses Enter Anthony and Enobarbus Ant. Fauours By Ioue that thunders What art thou Fellow Thid. One that but performes The bidding of the fullest man and worthiest To haue command obey'd Eno. You will be whipt Ant. Approch there ah you Kite Now Gods diuels Authority melts from me of late When I cried hoa Like Boyes vnto a musse Kings would start forth And cry your will Haue you no eares I am Anthony yet Take hence this Iack and whip him Enter a Seruant Eno. 'T is better playing with a Lions whelpe Then with an old one dying Ant. Moone and Starres Whip him wer 't twenty of the greatest Tributaries That do acknowledge Caesar should I finde them So sawcy with the hand of she heere what 's her name Since she was Cleopatra Whip him Fellowes Till like a Boy you see him crindge his face And whine aloud for mercy Take him hence Thid. Marke Anthony Ant. Tugge him away being whipt Bring him againe the Iacke of Caesars shall Beare vs an arrant to him Exeunt with Thidius You were halfe blasted ere I knew you Ha Haue I my pillow left vnprest in Rome Forborne the getting of a lawfull Race And by a Iem of women to be abus'd By one that lookes on Feeders Cleo. Good my Lord. Ant. You haue beene a boggeler euer But when we in our viciousnesse grow hard Oh misery on 't the wise Gods seele our eyes In our owne filth drop our cleare iudgements make vs Adore our errors laugh at 's while we strut To our confusion Cleo. Oh is' t come to this Ant. I found you as a Morsell cold vpon Dead Caesars Trencher Nay you were a Fragment Of Gneius Pompeyes besides what hotter houres Vnregistred in vulgar Fame you haue Luxuriously pickt out For I am sure Though you can guesse what Temperance should be You know not what it is Cleo. Wherefore is this Ant. To let a Fellow that will take rewards And say God quit you be familiar with My play-fellow your hand this Kingly Seale And plighter of high hearts O that I were Vpon the hill of Basan to out-roare The horned Heard for I haue sauage cause And to proclaime it ciuilly were like A halter'd necke which do's the Hangman thanke For being yare about him Is he whipt Enter a Seruant with Thidias Ser. Soundly my Lord. Ant Cried he and begg'd a Pardon Ser. He did aske fauour Ant. If that thy Father liue let him repent Thou was 't not made his daughter and be thou sorrie To follow Caesar in his Triumph since Thou hast bin whipt For following him henceforth The white hand of a Lady Feauer thee Shake thou to looke on 't Get thee backe to Caesar Tell him thy entertainment looke thou say He makes me angry with him For he seemes Proud and
reueng'd Iach. Should he make me Liue like Diana's Priest betwixt cold sheets Whiles he is vaulting variable Rampes In your despight vpon your purse reuenge it I dedicate my selfe to your sweet pleasure More Noble then that runnagate to your bed And will continue fast to your Affection Still close as sure Imo. What hoa Pisanio Iach. Let me my seruice tender on your lippes Imo. Away I do condemne mine eares that haue So long attended thee If thou wert Honourable Thou would'st haue told this tale for Vertue not For such an end thou seek'st as base as strange Thou wrong'st a Gentleman who is as farre From thy report as thou from Honor and Solicites heere a Lady that disdaines Thee and the Diuell alike What hoa Pisanio The King my Father shall be made acquainted Of thy Assault if he shall thinke it fit A sawcy Stranger in his Court to Mart As in a Romish Stew and to expound His beastly minde to vs he hath a Court He little cares for and a Daughter who He not respects at all What hoa Pisanio Iach. O happy Leonatus I may say The credit that thy Lady hath of thee Deserues thy trust and thy most perfect goodnesse Her assur'd credit Blessed liue you long A Lady to the worthiest Sir that euer Country call'd his and you his Mistris onely For the most worthiest fit Giue me your pardon I haue spoke this to know if your Affiance Were deeply rooted and shall make your Lord That which he is new o're And he is one The truest manner'd such a holy Witch That he enchants Societies into him Halfe all men hearts are his Imo. You make amends Iach. He sits ' mongst men like a defended God He hath a kinde of Honor sets him off More then a mortall seeming Be not angrie Most mighty Princesse that I haue aduentur'd To try your taking of a false report which hath Honour'd with confirmation your great Iudgement In the election of a Sir so rare Which you know cannot erre The loue I beare him Made me to fan you thus but the Gods made you Vnlike all others chaffelesse Pray your pardon Imo. All 's well Sir Take my powre i' th' Court for yours Iach. My humble thankes I had almost forgot T' intreat your Grace but in a small request And yet of moment too for it concernes Your Lord my selfe and other Noble Friends Are partners in the businesse Imo. Pray what is' t Iach. Some dozen Romanes of vs and your Lord The best Feather of our wing haue mingled summes To buy a Present for the Emperor Which I the Factor for the rest haue done In France 't is Plate of rare deuice and Iewels Of rich and exquisite forme their valewes great And I am something curious being strange To haue them in safe stowage May it please you To take them in protection Imo. Willingly And pawne mine Honor for their safety since My Lord hath interest in them I will keepe them In my Bed-chamber Iach. They are in a Trunke Attended by my men I will make bold To send them to you onely for this night I must aboord to morrow Imo. O no no. Iach. Yes I beseech or I shall short my word By length'ning my returne From Gallia I crost the Seas on purpose and on promise To see your Grace Imo. I thanke you for your paines But not away to morrow Iach. O I must Madam Therefore I shall beseech you if you please To greet your Lord with writing doo 't to night I haue out-stood my time which is materiall To ' th' tender of our Present Imo. I will write Send your Trunke to me it shall safe be kept And truely yeelded you you 're very welcome Exeunt Actus Secundus Scena Prima Enter Clotten and the two Lords Clot. Was there euer man had such Iucke when I kist the Iacke vpon an vp-cast to be hit away I had a hundred pound on 't and then a whorâ—on Iacke-an-Apes muâ—t take me vp for swearing as if I borrowed mine oaâ—neâ— of him and might not spend them at my pleasure 1. What got he by that you haue broke his pate with your Bowle 2. If his wit had bin like him that broke it it would haue run all out Clot. When a Gentleman is dispos'd to sweare it is not for any standers by to curtall his oathes Ha 2. No my Lord nor crop the eares of them Clot. Whorson dog I gaue him satisfaction would he had bin one of my Ranke 2. To haue smell'd like a Foole. Clot. I am not vext more at any thing in th' earth a pox on 't I had rather not be so Noble as I am they dare not fight with me because of the Queene my Mother euery Iacke-Slaue hath his belly full of Fighting and I must go vp and downe like a Cock that no body can match 2. You are Cocke and Capon too and you crow Cock with your combe on Clot. Sayest thou 2. It is not fit you Lordship should vndertake euery Companion that you giue offence too Clot. No I know that but it is fit I should commit offence to my inferiors 2. I it is fit for your Lordship onely Clot. Why so I say 1. Did you heere of a Stranger that 's come to Court night Clot. A Stranger and I not know on 't 2. He 's a strange Fellow himselfe and knowes it not 1. There 's an Italian come and 't is thought one of Leonatus Friends Clot. Leonatus A banisht Rascall and he 's another whatsoeuer he be Who told you of this Stranger 1. One of your Lordships Pages Clot. Is it fit I went to looke vpon him Is there no deâ—ogation in 't 2. You cannot derogate my Lord. Clot. Not easily I thinke 2. You are a Foole graunted therefore your Issues being foolish do not derogate Clot. Come I le go see this Italian what I haue lost to day at Bowles I le winne to night of him Come go 2. I le attend your Lordship Exit That such a craftie Diuell as is his Mother Should yeild the world this Asse A woman that Beares all downe with her Braine and this her Sonne Cannot take two from twenty for his heart And leaue eighteene Alas poore Princesse Thou diuine Imogen what thou endur'st Betwixt a Father by thy Step-dame gouern'd A Mother hourely coyning plots A Wooer More hatefull then the foule expusion is Of thy deere Husband Then that horrid Act Of the diuorce heel'd make the Heauens hold firme The walls of thy deere Honour Keepe vnshak'd That Temple thy faire mind that thou maist stand T' enioy thy banish'd Lord and this great Land Exeunt Scena Secunda Enter Imogen in her Bed and a Lady Imo. Who 's there My woman Helene La. Please you Madam Imo. What houe is it Lady Almost midnight Madam Imo. I haue read three houres then Mine eyes are weake Fold downe the leafe where I haue left to bed Take not away the Taper leaue it burning And if thou canst awake
Sir I desire of you A Conduct ouer Land to Milford-Hauen Madam all ioy befall your Grace and you Cym. My Lords you are appointed for that Office The due of Honor in no point omit So farewell Noble Lucius Luc. Your hand my Lord. Clot. Receiue it friendly but from this time forth I weare it as your Enemy Luc. Sir the Euent Is yet to name the winner Fare you well Cym. Leaue not the worthy Lucius good my Lords Till he haue crost the Seuern Happines Exit Lucius c Qu. He goes hence frowning but it honours vs That we haue giuen him cause Clot. 'T is all the better Your valiant Britaines haue their wishes in it Cym. Lucius hath wrote already to the Emperor How it goes heere It fits vs therefore ripely Our Chariots and our Horsemen be in readinesse The Powres that he already hath in Gallia Will soone be drawne to head from whence he moues His warre for Britaine Qu. 'T is not sleepy businesse But must be look'd too speedily and strongly Cym. Our expectation that it would be thus Hath made vs forward But my gentle Queene Where is our Daughter She hath not appear'd Before the Roman nor to vs hath tender'd The duty of the day She looke vs like A thing more made of malice then of duty We haue noted it Call her before vs for We haue beene too slight in sufferance Qu. Royall Sir Since the exile of Posthumus most retyr'd Hath her life bin the Cure whereof my Lord. 'T is time must do Beseech your Maiesty Forbeare sharpe speeches to her Shee 's a Lady So tender of rebukes that words are stroke And strokes death to her Enter a Messenger Cym. Where is she Sir How Can her contempt be answer'd Mes Please you Sir Her Chambers are all lock'd and there 's no answer That will be giuen to ' th' lowd of noise we make Qu. My Lord when last I went to visit her She pray'd me to excuse her keeping close Whereto constrain'd by her infirmitie She should that dutie leaue vnpaide to you Which dayly she was bound to proffer this She wish'd me to make knowne but our great Court Made me too blame in memory Cym. Her doores lock'd Not seene of late Grant Heauens that which I Feare proue false Exit Qu. Sonne I say follow the King Clot. That man of hers Pisanio her old Seruant I haue not seene these two dayes Exit Qu. Go looke after Pisanio thou that stand'st so for Posthumus He hath a Drugge of mine I pray his absence Proceed by swallowing that For he beleeues It is a thing most precious But for her Where is she gone Haply dispaire hath seiz'd her Or wing'd with feruour of her loue she 's flowne To her desir'd Posthumus gone she is To death or to dishonor and my end Can make good vse of either Shee being downe I haue the placing of the Brittish Crowne Enter Cloten How now my Sonne Clot. 'T is certaine she is fled Go in and cheere the King he rages none Dare come about him Qu. All the better may This night fore-stall him of the comming day Exit Qu. Clo. I loue and hate her for she 's Faire and Royall And that she hath all courtly parts more exquisite Then Lady Ladies Woman from euery one The best she hath and she of all compounded Out-selles them all I loue her therefore but Disdaining me and throwing Fauours on The low Posthumus slanders so her iudgement That what 's else rare is choak'd and in that point I will conclude to hate her nay indeede To be reueng'd vpon her For when Fooles shall Enter Pisanio Who is heere What are you packing sirrah Come hither Ah you precious Pandar Villaine Where is thy Lady In a word or else Thou art straightway with the Fiends Pis Oh good my Lord. Clo. Where is thy Lady Or by Iupiter I will not aske againe Close Villaine I le haue this Secret from thy heart or rip Thy heart to finde it Is she with Posthumus From whose so many waights of basenesse cannot A dram of worth be drawne Pis Alas my Lord How can she be with him When was she miss'd He is in Rome Clot. Where is she Sir Come neerer No farther halting satisfie me home What is become of her Pis Oh my all-worthy Lord. Clo. All-worthy Villaine Discouer where thy Mistris is at once At the next word no more of worthy Lord Speake or thy silence on the instant is Thy condemnation and thy death Pis Then Sir This Paper is the historie of my knowledge Touching her flight Clo. Let 's see 't I will pursue her Euen to Augustus Throne Pis Or this or perish She 's farre enough and what he learnes by this May proue his trauell not her danger Clo. Humh Pis I le write to my Lord she 's dead Oh Imogen Safe mayst thou wander safe returne agen Clot. Sirra is this Letter true Pis Sir as I thinke Clot. It is Posthumus hand I know 't Sirrah if thou would'st not be a Villain but do me true seruice vndergo those Imployments wherin I should haue cause to vse thee with a serious industry that is what villainy soere I bid thee do to performe it directly and truely I would thinke thee an honest man thou should'st neither want my meanes for thy releefe nor my voyce for thy preferment Pis Well my good Lord. Clot. Wilt thou serue mee For since patiently and constantly thou hast stucke to the bare Fortune of that Begger Posthumus thou canst not in the course of gratitude but be a diligent follower of mine Wilt thou serue mee Pis Sir I will Clo. Giue mee thy hand heere 's my purse Hast any of thy late Masters Garments in thy possession Pisan I haue my Lord at my Lodging the same Suite he wore when he tooke leaue of my Ladie Mistresse Clo. The first seruice thou dost mee fetch that Suite hither let it be thy first seruice go Pis I shall my Lord. Exit Clo. Meet thee at Milford-Hauen I forgot to aske him one thing I le remember 't anon euen there thou villaine Posthumus will I kill thee I would these Garments were come She saide vpon a time the bitternesse of it I now belch from my heart that shee held the very Garment of Posthumus in more respect then my Noble and naturall person together with the adornement of my Qualities With that Suite vpon my backe wil I rauish her first kill him and in her eyes there shall she see my valour which wil then be a torment to hir contempt He on the ground my speech of insulment ended on his dead bodie and when my Lust hath dined which as I say to vex her I will execute in the Cloathes that she so prais'd to the Court I le knock her backe foot her home againe She hath despis'd mee reioycingly and I le bee merry in my Reuenge Enter Pisanio Be those the Garments Pis I my Noble Lord. Clo. How long is' t since
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
Castle Through Brazen Trumpet send the breath of Parle Into his ruin'd Eares and thus deliuer Henry Bullingbrooke vpon his knees doth kisse King Richards hand and sends allegeance And true faith of heart to his Royall Person hither come Euen at his feet to lay my Armes and Power Prouided that my Banishment repeal'd And Lands restor'd againe be freely graunted If not I le vse th' aduantage of my Power And lay the Summers dust with showers of blood Rayn'd from the wounds of slaughter'd Englishmen The which how farre off from the mind of Bullingbrooke It is such Crimson Tempest should bedrench The fresh greene Lap of faire King Richards Land My stooping dutie tenderly shall shew Goe signifie as much while here we march Vpon the Grassie Carpet of this Plaine Let 's march without the noyse of threatning Drum That from this Castles tatter'd Battlements Our faire Appointments may be well perus'd Me thinkes King Richard and my selfe should meet With no lesse terror then the Elements Of Fire and Water when their thundring smoake At meeting teares the cloudie Cheekes of Heauen Be he the fire I le be the yeelding Water The Rage be his while on the Earth I raine My Waters on the Earth and not on him March on and marke King Richard how he lookes Parle without and answere within then a Flourish Enter on the Walls Richard Carlile Aumerle Scroop Salisbury See see King Richard doth himselfe appeare As doth the blushing discontented Sunne From out the fierie Portall of the East When he perceiues the enuious Clouds are bent To dimme his glory and to staine the tract Of his bright passage to the Occident York Yet lookes he like a King behold his Eye As bright as is the Eagles lightens forth Controlling Maiestie alack alack for woe That any harme should staine so faire a shew Rich. Wee are amaz'd and thus long haue we stood To watch the fearefull bending of thy knee Because we thought our selfe thy lawfull King And if we be how dare thy ioynts forget To pay their awfull dutie to our presence If we be not shew vs the Hand of God That hath dismiss'd vs from our Stewardship For well wee know no Hand of Blood and Bone Can gripe the sacred Handle of our Scepter Vnlesse he doe prophane steale or vsurpe And though you thinke that all as you haue done Haue torne their Soules by turning them from vs And we are barren and bereft of Friends Yet know my Master God Omnipotent Is mustring in his Clouds on our behalfe Armies of Pestilence and they shall strike Your Children yet vnborne and vnbegot That lift your Vassall Hands against my Head And threat the Glory of my precious Crowne Tell Bullingbrooke for yond me thinkes he is That euery stride he makes vpon my Land Is dangerous Treason He is come to ope The purple Testament of bleeding Warre But ere the Crowne he lookes for liue in peace Ten thousand bloody crownes of Mothers Sonnes Shall ill become the flower of Englands face Change the complexion of her Maid-pale Peace To Scarlet Indignation and bedew Her Pastors Grasse with faithfull English Blood North. The King of Heauen forbid our Lord the King Should so with ciuill and vnciuill Armes Be rush'd vpon Thy thrice-noble Cousin Harry Bullingbrooke doth humbly kisse thy hand And by the Honorable Tombe he sweares That stands vpon your Royall Grandsires Bones And by the Royalties of both your Bloods Currents that spring from one most gracious Head And by the buried Hand of Warlike Gaunt And by the Worth and Honor of himselfe Comprising all that may be sworne or said His comming hither hath no further scope Then for his Lineall Royalties and to begge Infranchisement immediate on his knees Which on thy Royall partie graunted once His glittering Armes he will commend to ' Rust His barbed Steedes to Stables and his heart To faithfull seruice of your Maiestie This sweares he as he is a Prince is iust And as I am a Gentleman I credit him Rich. Northumberland say thus The King returnes His Noble Cousin is right welcome hither And all the number of his faire demands Shall be accomplish'd without contradiction With all the gracious vtterance thou hast Speake to his gentle hearing kind commends We doe debase our selfe Cousin doe we not To looke so poorely and to speake so faire Shall we call back Northumberland and send Defiance to the Traytor and so die Aum. No good my Lord let 's fight with gentle words Till tune lend friends and friends their helpeful Swords Rich. Oh God oh God that ere this tongue of mine That layd the Sentence of dread Banishment On yond prowd man should take it off againe With words of sooth Oh that I were as great As is my Griefe or lesser then my Name Or that I could forget what I haue beene Or not remember what I must be now Swell'st thou prowd heart I le giue thee scope to beat Since Foes haue scope to beat both thee and me Aum. Northumberland comes backe from Bullingbrooke Rich. What must the King doe now must he submit The King shall doe it Must he be depos'd The King shall be contented Must he loose The Name of King o' Gods Name let it goe I le giue my Iewels for a sett of Beades My gorgeous Pallace for a Hermitage My gay Apparrell for an Almes-mans Gowne My figur'd Goblets for a Dish of Wood My Scepter for a Palmers walking Staffe My Subiects for a payre of carued Saints And my large Kingdome for a little Graue A little little Graue an obscure Graue Or I le be buryed in the Kings high-way Some way of common Trade where Subiects feet May howrely trample on their Soueraignes Head For on my heart they tread now whilest I liue And buryed once why not vpon my Head Aumerle thou weep'st my tender-hearted Cousin Wee 'le make foule Weather with despised Teares Our sighes and they shall lodge the Summer Corne And make a Dearth in this reuolting Land Or shall we play the Wantons with our Woes And make some prettie Match with shedding Teares As thus to drop them still vpon one place Till they haue fretted vs a payre of Graues Within the Earth and therein lay'd there lyes Two Kinsmen digg'd their Graues with weeping Eyes Would not this ill doe well Well well I see I talke but idly and you mock at mee Most mightie Prince my Lord Northumberland What sayes King Bullingbrooke Will his Maiestie Giue Richard leaue to liue till Richard die You make a Legge and Bullingbrooke sayes I. North. My Lord in the base Court he doth attend To speake with you may it please you to come downe Rich. Downe downe I come like glist'ring Phaeton Wanting the manage of vnruly Iades In the base Court base Court where Kings grow base To come at Traytors Calls and doe them Grace In the base Court come down down Court down King For night-Owls shrike where moūting Larks should sing Bull. What sayes his Maiestie
North. Sorrow and griefe of heart Makes him speake fondly like a frantick man Yet he is come Bull. Stand all apart And shew faire dutie to his Maiestie My gracious Lord. Rich. Faire Cousin You debase your Princely Knee To make the base Earth prowd with kissing it Me rather had my Heart might feele your Loue Then my vnpleas'd Eye see your Courtesie Vp Cousin vp your Heart is vp I know Thus high at least although your Knee below Bull. My gracious Lord I come but for mine owne Rich. Your owne is yours and I am yours and all Bull. So farre be mine my most redoubted Lord As my true seruice shall deserue your loue Rich. Well you deseru'd They well deserue to haue That know the strong'st and surest way to get Vnckle giue me your Hand nay drie your Eyes Teares shew their Loue but want their Remedies Cousin I am too young to be your Father Though you are old enough to be my Heire What you will haue I le giue and willing to For doe we must what force will haue vs doe Set on towards London Cousin is it so Bull. Yea my good Lord. Rich. Then I must not say no. Flourish Exeunt Scena Quarta Enter the Queene and two Ladies Qu. What sport shall we deuise here in this Garden To driue away the heauie thought of Care La. Madame wee 'le play at Bowles Qu. 'T will make me thinke the World is full of Rubs And that my fortune runnes against the Byas La. Madame wee 'le Dance Qu. My Legges can keepe no measure in Delight When my poore Heart no measure keepes in Griefe Therefore no Dancing Girle some other sport La. Madame wee 'le tell Tales Qu. Of Sorrow or of Griefe La. Of eyther Madame Qu. Of neyther Girle For if of Ioy being altogether wanting It doth remember me the more of Sorrow Or if of Griefe being altogether had It addes more Sorrow to my want of Ioy For what I haue I need not to repeat And what I want it bootes not to complaine La. Madame I le sing Qu. 'T is well that thou hast cause But thou should'st please me better would'st thou weepe La. I could weepe Madame would it doe you good Qu. And I could sing would weeping doe me good And neuer borrow any Teare of thee Enter a Gardiner and two Seruants But stay here comes the Gardiners Let 's step into the shadow of these Trees My wretchednesse vnto a Rowe of Pinnes They 'le talke of State for euery one doth so Against a Change Woe is fore-runne with Woe Gard. Goe binde thou vp yond dangling Apricocks Which like vnruly Children make their Syre Stoupe with oppression of their prodigall weight Giue some supportance to the bending twigges Goe thou and like an Executioner Cut off the heads of too fast growing sprayes That looke too loftie in our Common-wealth All must be euen in our Gouernment You thus imploy'd I will goe root away The noysome Weedes that without profit sucke The Soyles fertilitie from wholesome flowers Ser. Why should we in the compasse of a Pale Keepe Law and Forme and due Proportion Shewing as in a Modell our firme Estate When our Sea-walled Garden the whole Land Is full of Weedes her fairest Flowers choakt vp Her Fruit-trees all vnpruin'd her Hedges ruin'd Her Knots disorder'd and her wholesome Hearbes Swarming with Caterpillers Gard. Hold thy peace He that hath suffer'd this disorder'd Spring Hath now himselfe met with the Fall of Leafe The Weeds that his broad-spreading Leaues did shelter That seem'd in eating him to hold him vp Are pull'd vp Root and all by Bullingbrooke I meane the Earle of Wiltshire Bushie Greene. Ser. What are they dead Gard. They are And Bullingbrooke hath seiz'd the wastefull King Oh what pitty is it that he had not so trim'd And drest his Land as we this Garden at time of yeare And wound the Barke the skin of our Fruit-trees Least being ouer-proud with Sap and Blood With too much riches it confound it selfe Had he done so to great and growing men They might haue liu'd to beare and he to taste Their fruites of dutie Superfluous branches We lop away that bearing boughes may liue Had he done so himselfe had borne the Crowne Which waste and idle houres hath quite thrown downe Ser. What thinke you the King shall be depos'd Gar. Deprest he is already and depos'd 'T is doubted he will be Letters came last night To a deere Friend of the Duke of Yorkes That tell blacke tydings Qu. Oh I am prest to death through want of speaking Thou old Adams likenesse set to dresse this Garden How dares thy harsh rude tongue sound this vnpleasing newes What Eue what Serpent hath suggested thee To make a second fall of cursed man Why do'st thou say King Richard is depos'd Dar'st thou thou little better thing then earth Diuine his downfall Say where when and how Cam'st thou by this ill-tydings Speake thou wretch Gard. Pardon me Madam Little ioy haue I To breath these newes yet what I say is true King Richard he is in the mighty hold Of Bullingbrooke their Fortunes both are weigh'd In your Lords Scale is nothing but himselfe And some few Vanities that make him light But in the Ballance of great Bullingbrooke Besides himselfe are all the English Peeres And with that oddes he weighes King Richard downe Poste you to London and you 'l finde it so I speake no more then euery one doth know Qu. Nimble mischance that art so light of foote Doth not thy Embassage belong to me And am I last that knowes it Oh thou think'st To serue me last that I may longest keepe Thy sorrow in my breast Come Ladies goe To meet at London Londons King in woe What was I borne to this that my sad looke Should grace the Triumph of great Bullingbrooke Gard'ner for telling me this newes of woe I would the Plants thou graft'st may neuer grow Exit G Poore Queen so that thy State might be no worse I would my skill were subiect to thy curse Heere did she drop a teare heere in this place I le set a Banke of Rew sowre Herbe of Grace Rue eu'n for ruth heere shortly shall be seene In the remembrance of a Weeping Queene Exit Actus Quartus Scoena Prima Enter as to the Parliament Bullingbrooke Aumerle Northumberland Percie Fitz-Water Surroy Carlile Abbot of Westminster Herauld Officers and Bagot Bullingbrooke Call forth Bagot Now Bagot freely speake thy minde What thou do'st know of Noble Glousters death Who wrought it with the King and who perform'd The bloody Office of his Timelesse end Bag. Then set before my face the Lord Aumerle Bul. Cosin stand forth and looke vpon that man Bag. My Lord Aumerle I know your daring tongue Scornes to vnsay what it hath once deliuer'd In that dead time when Glousters death was plotted I heard you say Is not my arme of length That reacheth from the restfull English Court As farre as Callis to my
other Watchmen Do heare what we do 2 How now Maisters Speak together Omnes How now how now do you heare this 1 I is' t not strange 3 Do you heare Masters Do you heare 1 Follow the noyse so farre as we haue quarter Let 's see how it will giue off Omnes Content 'T is strange Exeunt Enter Anthony and Cleopatra with others Ant. Eros mine Armour Eros Cleo. Sleepe a little Ant. No my Chucke Eros come mine Armor Eros Enter Eros Come good Fellow put thine Iron on If Fortune be not ours to day it is Because we braue her Come Cleo. Nay I le helpe too Anthony What 's this for Ah let be let be thou art The Armourer of my heart False false This this Sooth-law I le helpe Thus it must bee Ant. Well well we shall thriue now Seest thou my good Fellow Go put on thy defences Eros Briefely Sir Cleo. Is not this buckled well Ant. Rarely rarely He that vnbuckleâ— this till we do please To daft for our Repose shall heare a storme Thou fumblest Eros and my Queenes a Squire More tight at this then thou Dispatch O Loue That thou couldst see my Warres to day and knew'st The Royall Occupation thou should'st see A Workeman in 't Enter an Armed Soldier Good morrow to thee welcome Thou look'st like him that knowes a warlike Charge To businesse that we loue we rise betime And go too 't with delight Soul A thousand Sir early though 't be haue on their Riueted trim and at the Port expect you Showt Trumpets Flourish Enter Captaines and Souldiers Alex. The Morne is faire Good morrow Generall All. Good morrow Generall Ant. 'T is well blowne Lads This Morning like the spirit of a youth That meanes to be of note begins betimes So so Come giue me that this way well-sed Fare thee well Dame what ere becomes of me This is a Soldiers kisse rebukeable And worthy shamefull checke it were to stand On more Mechanicke Complement I le leaue thee Now like a man of Steele you that will fight Follow me close I le bring you too 't Adieu Exeunt Char. Please you retyre to your Chamber Cleo. Lead me He goes forth gallantly That he and Caesar might Determine this great Warre in single fight Then Anthony but now Well on Exeunt Trumpets sound Enter Anthony and Eros Eros The Gods make this a happy day to Anthony Ant. Would thou those thy scars had once preuaild To make me fight at Land Eros Had st thou done so The Kings that haue reuolted and the Soldier That has this morning left thee would haue still Followed thy heeles Ant. Whos 's gone this morning Eros Who one euer neere thee call for Enobarbus He shall not heare thee or from Caesars Campe Say I am none of thine Ant. What sayest thou Sold. Sir he is with Caesar Eros Sir his Chests and Treasure he has not with him Ant. Is he gone Sol. Most certaine Ant. Go Eros send his Treasure after do it Detaine no iot I charge thee write to him I will subscribe gentle adieu's and greetings Say that I wish he neuer finde more cause To change a Master Oh my Fortunes haue Corrupted honest men Dispatch Enobarbus Exit Flourish Enter Agrippa Caesar with Enobarbus and Dollabella Caes Go forth Agrippa and begin the fight Our will is Anthony â—e tooke aliue Make it so knowne Agrip. Caesar I shall Caesar The time of vniuersall peace is neere Proue this a prosp'rous day the three â—ook'd world Shall beare the Oliue freely Enter a Messenger Mes Anthony is come into the Field Caes Go charge Agrippa Plant those that haue reuolted in the Vant That Anthony may seeme to spend his Fury Vpon himselfe Exeunt Enob. Alexas did reuolt and went to Iewrij on Affaires of Anthony there did disswade Great Herod to incline himselfe to Caesar And leaue his Master Anthony For this paines Caesar hath hang'd him Camindius and the rest That fell away haue entertainment but No honourable trust I haue done ill Of which I do accuse my selfe so forely That I will ioy no more Enter a Soldier of Caesars Sol. Enobarbus Anthony Hath after thee sent all thy Treasure with His Bounty ouer-plus The Messenger Came on my guard and at thy Tent is now Vnloading of his Mules Eno. I giue it you Sol. Mocke not Enobarbus I tell you true Best you saf't the bringer Out of the hoast I must attend mine Office Or would haue done 't my selfe Your Emperor Continues still a Ioue Exit Enob. I am alone the Villaine of the earth And feele I am so most Oh Anthony Thou Mine of Bounty how would'st thou haue payed My better seruice when my turpitude Thou dost so Crowne with Gold This blowes my hart If swift thought breake it not a swifter meane Shall out-strike thought but thought will doo 't I feele I fight against thee No I will go seeke Some Ditâ—h wherein to dye the foul'st best fits My latter part of life Exit Alarum Drummes and Trumpets Enter Agrippa Agrip Retire we haue engag'd our selues too farre Caesar himselfe ha's worke and our oppression Exceeds what we expected Exit Alarums Enter Anthony and Scarrus wounded Scar. O my braue Emperor this is fought indeed Had we done so at first we had drouen them home With clowts about their heads Far off Ant. Thou bleed'st apace Scar. I had a wound heere that was like a T But now 't is made an H. Ant. They do retyre Scar. Wee 'l beat 'em into Bench-holes I haue yet Roome for six scotches more Enter Eros Eros They are beaten Sir and our aduantage serues For a faire victory Scar. Let vs score their backes And snatch 'em vp as we take Hares behinde 'T is sport to maul a Runner Ant. I will reward thee Once for thy sprightly comfort and ten-fold For thy good valour Come thee on Scar. I le halt after Exeunt Alarum Enter Anthony againe in a March Scarrus with others Ant. We haue beate him to his Campe Runne one Before let the Queen know of our guests to morrow Before the Sun shall see 's wee 'l spill the blood That ha's to day escap'd I thanke you all For doughty handed are you and haue fought Not as you seru'd the Cause but as 't had beene Each mans like mine you haue shewne all Hectors Enter the Citty clip your Wiues your Friends Tell them your feats whil'st they with ioyfull teares Wash the congealement from your wounds and kisse The Honour'd-gashes whole Enter Cleopatra Giue me thy hand To this great Faiery I le commend thy acts Make her thankes blesse thee Oh thou day o' th' world Chaine mine arm'd necke leape thou Attyre and all Through proofe of Harnesse to my heart and there Ride on the pants triumphing Cleo. Lord of Lords Oh infinite Vertue comm'st thou smiling from The world 's great snare vncaught Ant. Mine Nightingale We haue beate them to their Beds What Gyrle though gray Do somthing mingle with