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 vpoÌ 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
it growes Poet. I that 's well knowne But what particular Rarity What strange Which manifold record not matches see Magicke of Bounty all these spirits thy power Hath coniur'd to attend I know the Merchant Pain I know them both th' others a Ieweller Mer. O 't is a worthy Lord. Iew. Nay that 's most fixt Mer. A most incomparable man breath'd as it were To an vntyreable and continuate goodnesse He passes Iew. I haue a Iewell heere Mer. O pray let 's see 't For the Lord Timon sir Iewel If he will touch the estimate But for that Poet. When we for recompence haue prais'd the vild It staines the glory in that happy Verse Which aptly sings the good Mer. 'T is a good forme Iewel And rich heere is a Water looke ye Pain You are rapt sir in some worke some Dedication to the great Lord. Poet. A thing slipt idlely from me Our Poesie is as a Gowne which vses From whence 't is nourisht the fire i' th' Flint Shewes not till it be strooke our gentle flame Prouokes it selfe and like the currant flyes Each bound it chases What haue you there Pain A Picture sir when comes your Booke forth Poet. Vpon the heeles of my presentment sir Let 's see your peece Pain 'T is a good Peece Poet. So 't is this comes off well and excellent Pain Indifferent Poet. Admirable How this grace Speakes his owne standing what a mentall power This eye shootes forth How bigge imagination Moues in this Lip to th' dumbnesse of the gesture One might interpret Pain It is a pretty mocking of the life Heere is a touch Is' t good Poet. I will say of it It Tutors Nature Artificiall strife Liues in these toutches liuelier then life Enter certaine Senators Pain How this Lord is followed Poet. The Senators of Athens happy men Pain Looke moe Po. You see this confluence this great flood of visitors I haue in this rough worke shap'd out a man Whom this beneath world doth embrace and hugge With amplest entertainment My free drift Halts not particularly but moues it selfe In a wide Sea of wax no leuell'd malice Infects one comma in the course I hold But flies an Eagle flight bold and forth on Leauing no Tract behinde Pain How shall I vnderstand you Poet. I will vnboult to you You see how all Conditions how all Mindes As well of glib and slipp'ry Creatures as Of Graue and austere qualitie tender downe Their seruices to Lord Timon his large Fortune Vpon his good and gracious Nature hanging Subdues and properties to his loue and tendance All sorts of hearts yea from the glasse-fac'd Flatterer To Apemantus that few things louesâ better Then to abhorre himselfe euen hee drops downe The knee before him and returnes in peace Most rich in Timons nod Pain I saw them speake together Poet. Sir I haue vpon a high and pleasant hill Feign'd Fortune to be thron'd The Base o' th' Mount Is rank'd with all deserts all kinde of Natures That labour on the bosome of this Sphere To propagate their states among'st them all Whose eyes are on this Soueraigne Lady fixt One do I personate of Lord Timons frame Whom Fortune with her Iuory hand wafts to her Whose present grace to present slaues and seruants Translates his Riuals Pain 'T is conceyu'd to scope This Throne this Fortune and this Hill me thinkes With one man becken'd from the rest below Bowing his head against the steepy Mount To climbe his happinesse would be well exprest In our Condition Poet. Nay Sir but heare me on All those which were his Fellowes but of late Some better then his valew on the moment Follow his strides his Lobbies fill with tendance Raine Sacrificiall whisperings in his eare Make Sacred euen his styrrop and through him Drinke the free Ayre Pain I marry what of these Poet. When Fortune in her shift and change of mood Spurnes downe her late beloued all his Dependants Which labour'd after him to the Mountaines top Euen on their knees and hand let him sit downe Not one accompanying his declining foot Pain T is common A thousand morall Paintings I can shew That shall demonstrate these quicke blowes of Fortunes More pregnantly then words Yet you do well To shew Lord Timon that meane eyes haue seene The foot aboue the head Trumpets sound Enter Lord Timon addressing himselfe curteously to euery Sutor Tim. Imprison'd is he say you Mes I my good Lord fiue Talents is his debt His meanes most short his Creditors most straite Your Honourable Letter he desires To those haue shut him vp which failing Periods his comfort Tim. Noble Ventidius well I am not of that Feather to shake off My Friend when he must neede me I do know him A Gentleman that well deserues a helpe Which he shall haue I le pay the debt and free him Mes Your Lordship euer bindes him Tim. Commend me to him I will send his ransome And being enfranchized bid him come to me 'T is not enough to helpe the Feeble vp But to support him after Fare you well Mes All happinesse to your Honor. Exit Enter an old Athenian Oldm. Lord Timon heare me speake Tim. Freely good Father Oldm. Thou hast a Seruant nam'd Lucilius Tim. I haue so What of him Oldm. Most Noble Timon call the man before thee Tim. Attends he heere or no Lucillius Luc. Heere at your Lordships seruice Oldm. This Fellow heere L. Timon this thy Creature By night frequents my house I am a man That from my first haue beene inclin'd to thrift And my estate deserues an Heyre more rais'd Then one which holds a Trencher Tim. Well what further Old One onely Daughter haue I no Kin else On whom I may conferre what I haue got The Maid is faire a' th' youngest for a Bride And I haue bred her at my deerest cost In Qualities of the best This man of thine Attempts her loue I prythee Noble Lord Ioyne with me to forbid him her resort My selfe haue spoke in vaine Tim. The man is honest Oldm. Therefore he will be Timon His honesty rewards him in it selfe It must not beare my Daughter Tim. Does she loue him Oldm. She is yong and apt Our owne precedent passions do instruct vs What leuities in youth Tim. Loue you the Maid Luc. I my good Lord and she accepts of it Oldm. If in her Marriage my consent be missing I call the Gods to witnesse I will choose Mine heyre from forth the Beggers of the world And dispossesse her all Tim. How shall she be endowed If she be mated with an equall Husband Oldm. Three Talents on the present in future all Tim. This Gentleman of mine Hath seru'd me long To build his Fortune I will straine a little For 't is a Bond in men Giue him thy Daughter What you bestow in him I le counterpoize And make him weigh with her Oldm. Most Noble Lord Pawne me to this your Honour she is his Tim. My hand to thee Mine Honour on
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 doâard 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
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
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
vpon with meruaile Come I le fill your Graue vp stirre nay come away Bequeath to Death your numnesse for from him Deare Life redeemes you you perceiue she stirres Start not her Actions shall be holy as You heare my Spell is lawfull doe not shun her Vntill you see her dye againe for then You kill her double Nay present your Hand When she was young you woo'd her now in age Is she become the Suitor Leo. Oh she 's warme If this be Magick let it be an Art Lawfull as Eating Pol. She embraces him Cam. She hangs about his necke If she pertaine to life let her speake too Pol. I and make it manifest where she ha's liu'd Or how stolne from the dead Paul That she is liuing Were it but told you should be hooted at Like an old Tale but it appeares she liues Though yet she speake not Marke a little while Please you to interpose faire Madam kneele And pray your Mothers blessing turne good Lady Our Perdita is found Her You Gods looke downe And from your sacred Viols poure your graces Vpon my daughters head Tell me mine owne Where hast thou bin preseru'd Where liu'd How found Thy Fathers Court For thou shalt heare that I Knowing by Paulina that the Oracle Gaue hope thou wast in being haue preseru'd My selfe to see the yssue Paul There 's ttme enough for that Leaft they desire vpon this push to trouble Your ioyes with like Relation Go together You precious winners all your exultation Partake to euery one I an old Turtle Will wing me to some wither'd bough and there My Mate that 's neuer to be found againe Lament till I am lost Leo. O peace Paulina Thou shouldst a husband take by my consent As I by thine a Wife This is a Match And made betweene's by Vowes Thou hast found mine But how is to be question'd for I saw her As I thought dead and haue in vaine said many A prayer vpon her graue I le not seeke faire For him I partly know his minde to finde thee An honourable husband Come Camillo And take her by the hand whose worth and honesty Is richly noted and heere iustified By Vs a paire of Kings Let 's from this place What looke vpon my Brother both your pardons That ere I put betweene your holy lookes My ill suspition This your Son-in-law And Sonne vnto the King whom heauens directing Is troth-plight to your daughter Good Paulina Leade vs from hence where we may leysurely Each one demand and answere to his part Perform'd in this wide gap of Time since first We were disseuer'd Hastily lead away Exeunt The Names of the Actors LEontes King of Sicillia Mamillus yong Prince of Sicillia Camillo Foure Lords of Sicillia Antigonus Foure Lords of Sicillia Cleomines Foure Lords of Sicillia Dion Foure Lords of Sicillia Hermione Queene to Leontes Perdita Daughter to Leontes and Hermione Paulina wife to Antigonus Emilia a Lady Polixenes King of Bohemia Florizell Prince of Bohemia Old Shepheard reputed Father of Perdita Clowne his Sonne Autolicus a Rogue Archidamus a Lord of Bohemia Other Lords and Gentlemen and Seruants Shepheards and Shephearddesses FINIS The life and death of King Iohn Actus Primus Scaena Prima Enter King Iohn Queene Elinor Pembroke Essex and Salisbury with the Chattylion of France King Iohn NOw say Chatillion what would France with vs Chat. Thus after greeting speakes the King of France In my behauiour to the Maiesty The borrowed Maiesty of England heere Elea. A strange beginning borrowed Maiesty K. Iohn Silence good mother heare the Embassie Chat. Philip of France in right and true behalfe Of thy deceased brother Geffreyes sonne Arthur Plantagines laies most lawfull claime To this faire Iland and the Territories To Ireland Poyctiers Aniowe Torayne Maine Desiring thee to lay aside the sword Which swaies vsurpingly these seuerall titles And put the same into yong Arthurs hand Thy Nephew and right royall Soueraigne K. Iohn What followes if we disallow of this Chat. The proud controle of fierce and bloudy warre To inforce these rights so forcibly with-held K. Io. Heere haue we wat for war bloud for bloud Controlement for controlement so answer France Chat. Then take my Kings defiance from my mouth The farthest limit of my Embassie K. Iohn Beare mine to him and so depart in peace Be thou as lightning in the eies of France For ere thou canst report I will be there The thunder of my Cannon shall be heard So hence be thou the trumpet of our wraths And sullen presage of your owne decay An honourable conduct let him haue Pembroke looke too 't farewell Chattillion Exit Chat and Pem Ele. What now my sonne haue I not euer said How that ambitious Constance would not coast Till she had kindled France and all the world Vpon the right and party of her sonne This might haue beene preueâed and made whole With very easie arguments of loue Which now the maânage of two kingdomes must With fearefull bloudy issue arbitrate K. Iohn Out strong possession and our right for vs Eli. Your strong possessioÌ much more then your right Or else it must go wrong with you and me So much my conscience whispers in your eare Which none but heauen and you and I shall heare Enter a Sheriffe Essex My Liege here is the strangest controuersie Come from the Country to be iudg'd by you That ere I heard shall I produce the men K. Iohn Let them approach Our Abbies and our Priories shall pay This expeditious charge what men are you Enter Robert Faulconbridge and Philip. Philip. Your faithfull subiect I a gentleman Borne in Northamptonshire and eldest sonne As I suppose to Robert Faulconbridge A Souldier by the Honor-giuing-hand Of Cordelion Knighted in the field K. Iohn What art thou Robert The son and heire to that same Faulconbridge K. Iohn Is that the elder and art thou the heyre You came not of one mother then it seemes Philip. Most certain of one mother mighty King That is well knowne and as I thinke one father But for the certaine knowledge of that truth I put you o're to heauen and to my mother Of that I doubt as all mens children may Eli. Out on thee rude man y u dost shame thy mother And wound her honor with this diffidence Phil. I Madame No I haue no reason for it That is my brothers plea and none of mine The which if he can proue a pops me out At least from faire fiue hundred pound a yeere Heauen guard my mothers honor and my Land K. Iohn A good blunt fellow why being yonger born Doth he lay claime to thine inheritance Phil. I know not why except to get the land But once he slanderd me with bastardy But where I be as true begot or no That still I lay vpon my mothers head But that I am as well begot my Liege Faire fall the bones that tooke the paines for me Compare our faces and be Iudge your selfe If old Sir Robert
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 aâd 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 Prayâ ãâã my Treasurie ãâã that vasel ãâ¦ã which more enrichâd Shall be your loue and lab was recompence Râ Your presence makes vs rich most Noble Lord. ãâã And sure surmounts our labour to attaine it ãâã 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 Atmâs 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 âerforce 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 Cherâsh 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
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 broâe 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
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
to come to them And soone I le rid you from the feare of them Rich. Thou sing'st sweet Musique Hearke come hither Tyrrel Goe by this token rise and lend thine Eare Whispers There is no more but so say it is done And I will loue thee and preferre thee for it Tyr. I will dispatch it straight Exit Enter Buckingham Buck. My Lord I haue consider'd in my minde The late request that you did sound me in Rich. Well let that rest Dorset is fled to Richmond Buck. I heare the newes my Lord. Rich. Stanley hee is your Wiues Sonne well looke vnto it Buck. My Lord I clayme the gift my due by promise For which your Honor and your Faith is pawn'd Th' Earledome of Hertford and the moueables Which you haue promised I shall possesse Rich. Stanley looke to your Wife if she conuey Letters to Richmond you shall answer it Buck. What sayes your Highnesse to my iust request Rich. I doe remember me Henry the Sixt Did prophecie that Richmond should be King When Richmond was a little peeuish Boy A King perhaps Buck. May it please you to resolue me in my suit Rich. Thou troublest me I am not in the vaine Exit Buck. And is it thus repayes he my deepe seruice With such contempt made I him King for this O let me thinke on Hastings and be gone To Brecnock while my fearefull Head is on Exit Enter Tyrrel Tyr. The tyrannous and bloodie Act is done The most arch deed of pittious massacre That euer yet this Land was guilty of Dighton and Forrest who I did suborne To do this peece of ruthfull Butchery Albeit they were flesht Villaines bloody Dogges Melted with tendernesse and milde compassion Wept like to Children in their deaths sad Story O thus quoth Dighton lay the gentle Babes Thus thus quoth Forrest girdling one another Within their Alablaster innocent Armes Their lips were foure red Roses on a stalke And in their Summer Beauty kist each other A Booke of Prayers on their pillow lay Which one quoth Forrest almost chang'd my minde But oh the Diuell there the Villaine stopt When Dighton thus told on we smothered The most replenished sweet worke of Nature That from the prime Creation ere she framed Hence both are gone with Conscience and Remorse They could not speake and so I left them both To beare this tydings to the bloody King Enter Richard And heere he comes All health my Soueraigne Lord. Ric. Kinde Tirrell am I happy in thy Newes Tir. If to haue done the thing you gaue in charge Be get your happinesse be happy then For it is done Rich. But did'st thou see them dead Tir. I did my Lord. Rich. And buried gentle Tirrell Tir. The Chaplaine of the Tower hath buried them But where to say the truth I do not know Rich. Come to me Tirrel soone and after Supper When thou shalt tell the processe of their death Meane time but thinke how I may do the good And be inheritor of thy desire Farewell till then Tir. I humbly take my leaue Rich. The Sonne of Clarence haue I pent vp close His daughter meanly haue I matcht in marriage The Sonnes of Edward sleepe in Abrahams bosome And Anne my wife hath bid this world good night Now for I know the Britaine Richmond aymes At yong Elizabeth my brothers daughter And by that knot lookes proudly on the Crowne To her go I a iolly thriuing wooer Enter Ratcliffe Rat. My Lord. Rich. Good or bad newes that thou com'st in so bluntly Rat. Bad news my Lord Mourton is fled to Richmond And Buckingham backt with the hardy Welshmen Is in the field and still his power encreaseth Rich. Ely with Richmond troubles me more neere Then Buckingham and his rash leuied Strength Come I haue learn'd that fearfull commenting Is leaden seruitor to dull delay Delay leds impotent and Snaile-pac'd Beggery Then fierie expedition be my wing Ioues Mercury and Herald for a King Go muster men My counsaile is my Sheeld We must be breefe when Traitors braue the Field Exeunt Scena Tertia Enter old Queene Margaret Mar. So now prosperity begins to mellow And drop into the rotten mouth of death Heere in these Confines slily haue I lurkt To watch the waining of mine enemies A dire induction am I witnesse to And will to France hoping the consequence Will proue as bitter blacke and Tragicall Withdraw thee wretched Margaret who comes heere Enter Dutchesse and Queene Qu. Ah my poore Princes ah my tender Babes My vnblowed Flowres new appearing sweets If yet your gentle soules flye in the Ayre And be not fixt in doome perpetuall Houer about me with your ayery wings And heare your mothers Lamentation Mar. Houer about her say that right for right Hath dim'd your Infant morne to Aged night Dut. So many miseries haue craz'd my voyce That my woe-wearied tongue is still and mute Edward Plantagenet why art thou dead Mar. Plantagenet doth quit Plantagenet Edward for Edward payes a dying debt Qu. Wilt thou O God flye from such gentle Lambs And throw them in the intrailes of the Wolfe When didst thou sleepe when such a deed was done Mar. When holy Harry dyed and my sweet Sonne Dut. Dead life blind sight poore mortall liuing ghost Woes Scene Worlds shame Graues due by life vsurpt Breefe abstract and record of tedious dayes Rest thy vnrest on Englands lawfull earth Vnlawfully made drunke with innocent blood Qu. Ah that thou would'st assoone affoord a Graue As thou canst yeeld a melancholly seare Then would I hide my bones not rest them heere Ah who hath any cause to mourne but wee Mar. If ancient sorrow be most reuerent Giue mine the benefit of signeurie And let my greefes frowne on the vpper hand If sorrow can admit Society I had an Edward till a Richard kill'd him I had a Husband till a Richard kill'd him Thou had'st an Edward till a Richard kill'd him Thou had'st a Richard till a Richard kill'd him Dut. I had a Richard too and thou did'st kill him I had a Rutland too thou hop'st to kill him Mar. Thou had'st a Clarence too And Richard kill'd him From forth the kennell of thy wombe hath crept A Hell-hound that doth hunt vs all to death That Dogge that had his teeth before his eyes To worây Lambes and lap their gentle blood That foule defacer of Gods handy worke That reignes in gauled eyes of weeping soules That excellent grand Tyrant of the earth Thy wombe let loose to chase vs to our graues O vpright iust and true-disposing God How do I thanke thee that this carnall Curre Prayes on the issue of his Mothers body And makes her Pue-fellow with others mone Dut. Oh Harries wife triumph not in my woes God witnesse with me I haue wept for thine Mar. Beare with me I am hungry for reuenge And now I cloy me with beholding it Thy Edward he is dead that kill'd my Edward The other Edward dead to quit my Edward Yong Yorke he is but
boord em ' Seruant Monster drinke to me Trin. Seruant Monster the folly of this Iland they say there 's but fiue vpon this Isle we are three of them if th' other two be brain'd like vs the State totters Ste. Drinke seruant Monster when I bid thee thy eies are almost set in thy head Trin. VVhere should they bee set else hee were a braue Monster indeede if they were set in his taile Ste. My man-Monster hath drown'd his tongue in sacke for my part the Sea cannot drowne mee I swam ere I could recouer the shore fiue and thirtie Leagues off and on by this light thou shalt bee my Lieutenant Monster or my Standard Trin. Your Lieutenant if you lift hee 's no standard Ste. VVeel not run Monsieur Monster Trin. Nor go neither but you 'l lie like dogs and yet say nothing neither Ste. Moone-calfe speak once in thy life if thou beest a good Moone-calfe Cal. How does thy honour Let me licke thy shooe I le not serue him he is not valiant Trin. Thou liest most ignorant Monster I am in case to iustle a Constable why thou debosh'd Fish thou was there euer man a Coward that hath drunk so much Sacke as I to day wilt thou tell a monstrous lie being but halfe a Fish and halfe a Monster Cal. Loe how he mockes me wilt thou let him my Lord Trin. Lord quoth he that a Monster should be such a Naturall Cal. Loe loe againe bite him to death I prethee Ste. Trinculo keepe a good tongue in your head If you proue a mutineere the next Tree the poore Monster 's my subiect and he shall not suffer indignity Cal. I thanke my noble Lord. Wilt thou be pleas'd to hearken once againe to the suite I made to thee Ste. Marry will I kneele and repeate it I will stand and so shall Trinculo Enter Ariell inuisible Cal. As I told thee before I am subiect to a Tirant A Sorcerer that by his cunning hath cheated me Of the Island Ariell Thou lyest Cal. Thou lyest thou iesting Monkey thou I would my valiant Master would destroy thee I do not lye Ste. Trinculo if you trouble him any more in 's tale By this hand I will supplant some of your teeth Trin. Why I said nothing Ste. Mum then and no more proceed Cal. I say by Sorcery he got this Isle From me he got it If thy Greatnesse will Reuenge it on him for I know thou dar'st But this Thing dare not Ste. That 's most certaine Cal. Thou shalt be Lord of it and I le serue thee Ste. How now shall this be compast Canst thou bring me to the party Cal. Yea yea my Lord I le yeeld him thee asleepe Where thou maist knocke a naile into his head Ariell Thou liest thou canst not Cal. What a py'de Ninnie's this Thou scuruy patch I do beseech thy Greatnesse giue him blowes And take his bottle from him When that 's gone He shall drinke nought but brine for I le not shew him Where the quicke Freshes are Ste. Trinculo run into no further danger Interrupt the Monster one word further and by this hand I le turne my mercie out o' doores and make a Stockfish of thee Trin. Why what did I I did nothing I le go farther off Ste. Didst thou not say he lyed Ariell Thou liest Ste. Do I so Take thou that As you like this giue me the lye another time Trin. I did not giue the lie Out o' your wittes and hearing too A pox o' your bottle this can Sacke and drinking doo A murren on your Monster and the diuell take your fingers Cal. Ha ha ha Ste. Now forward with your Tale prethee stand further off Cal. Beate him enough after a little time I le beate him too Ste. Stand farther Come proceede Cal. Why as I told thee 't is a custome with him I' th afternoone to sleepe there thou maist braine him Hauing first seiz'd his bookes Or with a logge Batter his skull or paunch him with a stake Or cut his wezand with thy knife Remember First to possesse his Bookes for without them Hee 's but a Sot as I am nor hath not One Spirit to command they all do hate him As rootedly as I. Burne but his Bookes He ha's braue Vtensils for so he calles them Which when he ha's a house hee 'l decke withall And that most deeply to consider is The beautie of his daughter he himselfe Cals her a non-pareill I neuer saw a woman But onely Sycorax my Dam and she But she as farre surpasseth Sycorax As great'st do's least Ste. Is it so braue a Lasse Cal. I Lord she will become thy bed I warrant And bring thee forth braue brood Ste. Monster I will kill this man his daughter and I will be King and Queene saue our Graces and Trinculo and thy selfe shall be Vice-royes Dost thou like the plot Trinculo Trin. Excellent Ste. Giue me thy hand I am sorry I beate thee But while thou liu'st keepe a good tongue in thy heaâ Cal. Within this halfe houre will he be asleepe Wilt thou destroy him then Ste. I on mine honour Ariell This will I tell my Master Cal. Thou mak'st me merry I am full of pleasure Let vs be iocond Will you troule the Catch You taught me but whileare Ste. At thy request Monster I will do reason Any reason Come on Trinculo let vs sing Sings Flout 'em and cout 'em and skowt 'em and flout 'em Thought is free Cal. That 's not the tune Ariell plaies the tune on a Tabor and Pipe Ste. What is this same Trin. This is the tune of our Catch plaid by the picture of No-body Ste. If thou beest a man shew thy selfe in thy likenes If thou beest a diuell take 't as thou list Trin. O forgiue me my sinnes Ste. He that dies payes all debts I defie thee Mercy vpon vs. Cal. Art thou affeard Ste. No Monster not I. Cal. Be not affeard the Isle is full of noyses Sounds and sweet aires that giue delight and hurt not Sometimes a thousand twangling Instruments Will hum about mine eares and sometime voices That if I then had wak'd after long sleepe Will make me sleepe againe and then in dreaming The clouds me thought would open and shew riches Ready to drop vpon me that when I wak'd I cri'de to dreame againe Ste. This will proue a braue kingdome to me Where I shall haue my Musicke for nothing Cal. When Prospero is destroy'd Ste. That shall be by and by I remember the storie Trin. The sound is going away Le ts follow it and after do our worke Ste. Leade Monster Wee 'l follow I would I could see this Taborer He layes it on Trin. Wilt come I le follow Stephano Exeunt Scena Tertia Enter Alonso Sebastian Anthonio Gonzallo Adrian Francisco c. Gon. By 'r lakin I can goe no further Sir My old bones akes here 's a maze trod indeede Through fourth rights Meanders by your patience I needes must rest
drowne my booke Solemne musicke Heere enters Ariel before Then Alonso with a franticke gesture attended by Gonzalo Sebastian and Anthonio in like manner attended by Adrian and Francisco They all enter the circle which Prospero had made and there stand charm'd which Prospero obseruing speakes A solemne Ayre and the best comforter To an vnsetled fancie Cure thy braines Now vselesse boile within thy skull there stand For you are Spell-stopt Holy Gonzallo Honourable man Mine eyes ev'n sociable to the shew of thine Fall fellowly drops The charme dissolues apace And as the morning steales vpon the night Melting the darkenesse so their rising sences Begin to chace the ignorant fumes that mantle Their cleerer reason O good Gonzallo My true preseruer and a loyall Sir To him thou follow'st I will pay thy graces Home both in word and deede Most cruelly Did thou Alonso vse me and my daughter Thy brother was a furtherer in the Act Thou art pinch'd for 't now Sebastian Flesh and bloud You brother mine that entertaine ambition Expelld remorse and nature whom with Sebastian Whose inward pinches therefore are most strong Would heere haue kill'd your King I do forgiue thee Vnnaturall though thou art Their vnderstanding Begins to swell and the approching tide Will shortly fill the reasonable shore That now ly foule and muddy not one of them That yet lookes on me or would know me Ariell Fetch me the Hat and Rapier in my Cell I will discase me and my selfe present As I was sometime Millaine quickly Spirit Thou shalt ere long be free Ariell sings and helps to attire him Where the Bee sucks there suck I In a Cowslips bell I lie There I cowch when Owles doe crie On the Batts backe I doe flie after Sommer merrily Merrily merrily shall I liue now Vnder the blossom that hangs on the Bow Pro. Why that 's my dainty Ariell I shall misse Thee but yet thou shalt haue freedome so so so To the Kings ship inuisible as thou art There shalt thou finde the Marriners asleepe Vnder the Hatches the Master and the Boat-swaine Being awake enforce them to this place And presently I pre'thee Ar. I drinke the aire before me and returne Or ere your pulse twice beate Exit Gon. All torment trouble wonder and amazement Inhabits heere some heauenly power guide vs Out of this fearefull Country Pro. Behold Sir King The wronged Duke of Millaine Prospero For more assurance that a liuing Prince Do's now speake to thee I embrace thy body And to thee and thy Company I bid A hearty welcome Alo. Where thou bee'st he or no Or some inchanted triflle to abuse me As late I haue beene I not know thy Pulse Beats as of flesh and blood and since I saw thee Th' affliction of my minde amends with which I feare a madnesse held me this must craue And if this be at all a most strange story Thy Dukedome I resigne and doe entreat Thou pardon me my wrongs But how shold Prospero Be liuing and be heere Pro. First noble Frend Let me embrace thine age whose honor cannot Be measur'd or confin'd Gonz. Whether this be Or be not I 'le not sweare Pro. You doe yet taste Some subtleties o' th' Isle that will not let you Beleeue things certaine Wellcome my friends all But you my brace of Lords were I so minded I heere could plucke his Highnesse frowne vpon you And iustifie you Traitors at this time I will tell no tales Seb. The Diuell speakes in him Pro. No For you most wicked Sir whom to call brother Would euen infect my mouth I do forgiue Thy rankest fault all of them and require My Dukedome of thee which perforce I know Thou must restore Alo. If thou beest Prospero Giue vs particulars of thy preferuation How thou hast met vs heere whom three howres since Were wrackt vpon this shore where I haue lost How sharp the point of this remembrance is My deere sonne Ferdinand Pro. I am woe for 't Sir Alo. Irreparable is the losse and patience Saies it is past her cure Pro. I rather thinke You haue not sought her helpe of whose soft grace For the like losse I haue her soueraigne aid And rest my selfe content Alo. You the like losse Pro. As great to me as late and supportable To make the deere losse haue I meanes much weaker Then you may call to comfort you for I Haue lost my daughter Alo. A daughter Oh heauens that they were liuing both in Nalpes The King and Queene there that they were I wish My selfe were mudded in that oo-zie bed Where my sonne lies when did you lose your daughter Pro. In this last Tempest I perceiue these Lords At this encounter doe so much admire That they deuoure their reason and scarce thinke Their eies doe offices of Truth Their words Are naturall breath but howsoeu'r you haue Beene iustled from your sences know for certain That I am Prospero and that very Duke Which was thrust forth of Millaine who most strangely Vpon this shore where you were wrackt was landed To be the Lord on 't No more yet of this For 't is a Chronicle of day by day Not a relation for a break-fast nor Befitting this first meeting Welcome Sir This Cell's my Court heere haue I few attendants And Subiects none abroad pray you looke in My Dukedome since you haue giuen me againe I will requite you with as good a thing At least bring forth a wonder to content ye As much as me my Dukedome Here Prospero discouers Ferdinand and Miranda playing at Chessei Mir. Sweet Lord you play me false Fer. No my dearest loue I would not for the world Mir. Yes for a score of Kingdomes you should wrangle And I would call it faire play Alo. If this proue A vision of the Island one deere Sonne Shall I twice loose Seb. A most high miracle Fer. Though the Seas threaten they are mercifull I haue curs'd them without cause Alo. Now all the blessings Of a glad father compasse thee about Arise and say how thou cam'st heere Mir. O wonder How many goodly creatures are there heere How beauteous mankinde is O braue new world That has such people in 't Pro. 'T is new to thee Alo. What is this Maid with whom thou was 't at play Your eld'st acquaintance cannot be three houres Is she the goddesse that hath seuer'd vs And brought vs thus together Fer. Sir she is mortall But by immortall prouidence she 's mine I chose her when I could not aske my Father For his aduise nor thought I had one She Is daughter to this famous Duke of Millaine Of whom so often I haue heard renowne But neuer saw before of whom I haue Receiu'd a second life and second Father This Lady makes him to me Alo. I am hers But O how odly will it sound that I Must aske my childe forgiuenesse Pro. There Sir stop Let vs not burthen our remembrances with A heauinesse that 's gon Gon. I haue inly wept Or should haue
to post after with oares what 's the matter why weep'st thou man away asse you 'l loose the Tide if you tarry any longer Laun. It is no matter if the tide were lost for it is the vnkindest Tide that euer any man tide Panth. What 's the vnkindest tide Lau. Why he that 's tide here Crab my dog Pant. Tut man I meane thou 'lt loose the flood and in loosing the flood loose thy voyage and in loosing thy voyage loose thy Master and in loosing thy Master loose thy seruice and in loosing thy seruice why dost thou stop my mouth Laun. For feare thou shouldst loose thy tongue Panth. Where should I loose my tongue Laun. In thy Tale. Panth. In thy Taile Laun. Loose the Tide and the voyage and the Master and the Seruice and the tide why man if the Riuer were drie I am able to fill it with my teares if the winde were downe I could driue the boate with my sighes Panth. Come come away man I was sent to call thee Lau. Sir call me what thou dar'st Pant. Wilt thou goe Laun. Well I will goe Exeunt Scena Quarta Enter Valentine Siluia Thurio Speed Duke Protheus Sil. Seruant Val. Mistris Spee Master Sir Thurio frownes on you Val. I Boy it 's for loue Spee Not of you Val. Of my Mistresse then Spee 'T were good you knockt him Sil. Seruant you are sad Val. Indeed Madam I seeme so Thu. Seeme you that you are not Val. Hap'ly I doe Thu. So doe Counterfeyts Val. So doe you Thu. What seeme I that I am not Val. Wise Thu. What instance of the contrary Val. Your folly Thu. And how quoat you my folly Val I quoat it in your Ierkin Thu. My Ierkin is a doublet Val. Well then I le double your folly Thu. How Sil. What angry Sir Thurio do you change colour Val. Giue him leaue Madam he is a kind of Camelion Thu. That hath more minde to feed on your bloud then liue in your ayre Val. You haue said Sir Thu. I Sir and done too for this time Val. I know it wel sir you alwaies end ere you begin Sil. A fine volly of words gentlemeÌ quickly shot off Val. 'T is indeed Madam we thank the giuer Sil. Who is that Seruant Val. Your selfe sweet Lady for you gaue the fire Sir Thurio borrows his wit from your Ladiships lookes And spends what he borrowes kindly in your company Thu. Sir if you spend word for word with me I shall make your wit bankrupt Val. I know it well sir you haue an Exchequer of words And I thinke no other treasure to giue your followers For it appeares by their bare Liueries That they liue by your bare words Sil. No more gentlemen no more Here comes my father Duk. Now daughter Siluia you are hard beset Sir Valentine your father is in good health What say you to a Letter from your friends Of much good newes Val. My Lord I will be thankfull To any happy messenger from thence Duk. Know ye Don Antonio your Countriman Val. I my good Lord I know the Gentleman To be of worth and worthy estimation And not without desert so well reputed Duk. Hath he not a Sonne Val I my good Lord a Son that well deserues The honor and regard of such a father Duk. You know him well Val I knew him as my selfe for from our Infancie We haue conuerst and spent our howres together And though my selfe haue beene an idle Trewant Omitting the sweet benefit of time To cloath mine age with Angel-like perfection Yet hath Sir Protheus for that 's his name Made vse and faire aduantage of his daies His yeares but yong but his experience old His head vn-mellowed but his Iudgement ripe And in a word for far behinde his worth Comes all the praises that I now bestow He is compleat in feature and in minde With all good grace to grace a Gentleman Duk. Beshrew me sir but if he make this good He is as worthy for an Empresse loue As meet to be an Emperors Councellor Well Sir this Gentleman is come to me With Commendation from great Potentates And heere he meanes to spend his time a while I thinke 't is no vn-welcome newes to you Val Should I haue wish'd a thing it had beene he Duk. Welcome him then according to his worth Siluia I speake to you and you Sir Thurio For Valentine I need not cite him to it I will send him hither to you presently Val. This is the Gentleman I told your Ladiship Had come along with me but that his Mistresse Did hold his eyes lockt in her Christall lookes Sil. Be-like that now she hath enfranchis'd them Vpon some other pawne for fealty Val. Nay sure I thinke she holds them prisoners stil Sil. Nay then he should be blind and being blind How could he see his way to seeke out you Val Why Lady Loue hath twenty paire of eyes Thur. They say that Loue hath not an eye at all Val. To see such Louers Thurio as your selfe Vpon a homely obiect Loue can winke Sil. Haue done haue done here comes y e gentleman Val. Welcome deer Protheus Mistris I beseech you Confirme his welcome with some speciall fauor Sil. His worth is warrant for his welcome hether If this be he you oft haue wish'd to heare from Val Mistris it is sweet Lady entertaine him To be my fellow-seruant to your Ladiship Sil. Too low a Mistres for so high a seruant Pro. Not so sweet Lady but too meane a seruant To haue a looke of such a worthy a Mistresse Val. Leaue off discourse of disabilitie Sweet Lady entertaine him for your Seruant Pro. My dutie will I boast of nothing else Sil. And dutie neuer yet did want his meed Seruant you are welcome to a worthlesse Mistresse Pro. I le die on him that saies so but your selfe Sil. That you are welcome Pro. That you are worthlesse Thur. Madam my Lord your father wold speak with you Sil. I wait vpon his pleasure Come Sir Thurio Goe with me once more new Seruant welcome I le leaue you to confer of home affaires When you haue done we looke too heare from you Pro. Wee 'll both attend vpon your Ladiship Val. Now tell me how do al from whence you came Pro. Your frends are wel haue theÌ much coÌmended Val. And how doe yours Pro. I left them all in health Val. How does your Lady how thriues your loue Pro. My tales of Loue were wont to weary you I know you ioy not in a Loue-discourse Val. I Protheus but that life is alter'd now I haue done pennance for contemning Loue Whose high emperious thoughts haue punish'd me With bitter fasts with penitentiall grones With nightly teares and daily hart-sore sighes For in reuenge of my contempt of loue Loue hath chas'd sleepe from my enthralled eyes And made them watchers of mine owne hearts sorrow O gentle Protheus Loue 's a mighty Lord And hath so humbled me as I confesse There is
vnto my friend Hath made me publisher of this pretence Duke Vpon mine Honor he shall neuer know That I had any light from thee of this Pro. Adiew my Lord Sir Valentine is comming Duk. Sir Valentine whether away so fast Val. Please it your Grace there is a Messenger That stayes to beare my Letters to my friends And I am going to deliuer them Duk. Be they of much import Val. The tenure of them doth but signifie My health and happy being at your Court. Duk. Nay then no matter stay with me a while I am to breake with thee of some affaires That touch me neere wherein thou must be secret 'T is not vnknown to thee that I haue sought To match my friend Sir Thurio to my daughter Val. I know it well my Lord and sure the Match Were rich and honourable besides the gentleman Is full of Vertue Bounty Worth and Qualities Beseeming such a Wife as your faire daughter Cannot your Grace win her to fancie him Duk. No trust me She is peeuish sullen froward Prowd disobedient stubborne lacking duty Neither regarding that she is my childe Nor fearing me as if I were her father And may I say to thee this pride of hers Vpon aduice hath drawne my loue from her And where I thought the remnant of mine age Should haue beene cherish'd by her child-like dutie I now am full resolu'd to take a wife And turâ her out to who will take her in Then let her beauty be her wedding dowre For me and my possessions she esteemes not Val. What would your Grace haue me to do in this Duk. There is a Lady in Verona heere Whom I affect but she is nice and coy And naught esteemes my aged eloquence Now therefore would I haue thee to my Tutor For long agone I haue forgot to court Besides the fashion of the time is chang'd How and which way I may bestow my selfe To be regarded in her sun-bright eye Val. Win her with gifts if she respect not words Dumbe Iewels often in their silent kinde More then quicke words doe moue a womans minde Duk. But she did scorne a present that I sent her Val. A woman somtime scorns what best coÌtents her Send her another neuer giue her ore For scorne at first makes after-loue the more If she doe frowne 't is not in hate of you But rather to beget more loue in you If she doe chide 't is not to haue you gone For why the fooles are mad if left alone Take no repulse what euer she doth say For get you gon she doth not meane away Flatter and praise commend extoll their graces Though nere so blacke say they haue Angells faces That man that hath a tongue I say is no man If with his tongue he cannot win a woman Duk. But she I meane is promis'd by her friends Vnto a youthfull Gentleman of worth And kept seuerely from resort of men That no man hath accesse by day to her Val. Why then I would resort to her by night Duk. I but the doores be lockt and keyes kept safe That no man hath recourse to her by night Val What letts but one may enter at her window Duk. Her chamber is aloft far from the ground And built so sheluing that one cannot climbe it Without apparant hazard of his life Val Why then a Ladder quaintly made of Cords To cast vp with a paire of anchoring hookes Would serue to scale another Hero's towre So bold Leander would aduenture it Duk. Now as thou art a Gentleman of blood Aduise me where I may haue such a Ladder Val. When would you vse it pray sir tell me that Duk. This very night for Loue is like a childe That longs for euery thing that he can come by Val. By seauen a clock I le get you such a Ladder Duk But harke thee I will goe to her alone How shall I best conuey the Ladder thither Val. It will be light my Lord that you may beare it Vnder a cloake that is of any length Duk. A cloake as long as thine will serue the turne Val I my good Lord. Duk. Then let me see thy cloake I le get me one of such another length Val. Why any cloake will serue the turn my Lord Duk. How shall I fashion me to weare a cloake I pray thee let me feele thy cloake vpon me What Letter is this same what 's here to Siluia And heere an Engine fit for my proceeding I le be so bold to breake the seale for once My thoughts do harbour with my Siluia nightly And slaues they are to me that send them flying Oh could their Master come and goe as lightly Himselfe would lodge where senceles they are lying My Herald Thoughts in thy pure bosome rest-them While I their King that thither them importune Doe curse the grace that with such grace hath blest them Because my selfe doe want my seruants fortune I curse my selfe for they are sent by me That they should harbour where their Lord should be What 's here Siluia this night I will enfranchise thee 'T is so and heere 's the Ladder for the purpose Why Phaeton for thou art Merops sonne Wilt thou aspire to guide the heauenly Car And with thy daring folly burne the world Wilt thou reach stars because they shine on thee Goe base Intruder ouer-weening Slaue Bestow thy fawning smiles on equall mates And thinke my patience more then thy desert Is priuiledge for thy departure hence Thanke me for this more then for all the fauors Which all too much I haue bestowed on thee But if thou linger in my Territories Longer then swiftest expedition Will giue thee time to leaue our royall Court By heauen my wrath shall farre exceed the loue I euer bore my daughter or thy selfe Be gone I will not heare thy vaine excuse But as thou lou'st thy life make speed from hence Val. And why not death rather then liuing torment To die is to be banisht from my selfe And Siluia is my selfe banish'd from her Is selfe from selfe A deadly banishment What light is light if Siluia be not seene What ioy is ioy if Siluia be not by Vnlesse it be to thinke that she is by And feed vpon the shadow of perfection Except I be by Siluia in the night There is no musicke in the Nightingale Vnlesse I looke on Siluia in the day There is no day for me to looke vpon Shee is my essence and I leaue to be If I be not by her faire influence Foster'd illumin'd cherish'd kept aliue I flie not death to flie his deadly doome Tarry I heere I but attend on death But flie I hence I flie away from life Pro. Run boy run run and seeke him out Lau. So-hough Soa hough Pro. What seest thou Lau. Him we goe to finde There 's not a haire on 's head but t' is a Valentine Pro. Valentine Val. No. Pro. Who then his Spirit Val. Neither Pro. What then Val Nothing Lau. Can nothing speake Master shall
faults La. Why that word makes the faults gracious Well I le haue her and if it be a match as nothing is impossible Sp. What then La. Why then will I tell thee that thy Master staies for thee at the North gate Sp. For me La. For thee I who art thou he hath staid for a better man then thee Sp. And must I goe to him La. Thou must run to him for thou hast staid so long that going will scarce serue the turne Sp. Why didst not tell me sooner ' pox of your loue Letters La. Now will he be swing'd for reading my Letter An vnmannerly slaue that will thrust himselfe into secrets I le after to reioyce in the boyes correctioÌ Exeunt Scena Secunda Enter Duke Thurio Protheus Du. Sir Thurio feare not but that she will loue you Now Valentine is banish'd from her sight Th. Since his exile she hath despis'd me most Forsworne my company and rail'd at me That I am desperate of obtaining her Du. This weake impresse of Loue is as a figure Trenched in ice which with an houres heare Dissolues to water and doth loose his forme A little time will melt her frozen thoughts And worthlesse Valentine shall be forgot How now sir Protheus is your countriman According to our Proclamation gon Pro. Gon my good Lord. Du. My daughter takes his going grieuously Pro. A little time my Lord will kill that griefe Du. So I beleeue but Thurio thinkes not so Protheus the good conceit I hold of thee For thou hast showne some signe of good desert Makes me the better to confer with thee Pro. Longer then I proue loyall to your Grace Let me not liue to looke vpon your Grace Du. Thou know'st how willingly I would effect The match betweene sir Thurio and my daughter Pro. I doe my Lord. Du. And also I thinke thou art not ignorant How she opposes her against my will Pro. She did my Lord when Valentine was here Du. I and peruersly she perseuers so What might we doe to make the girle forget The loue of Valentine and loue sir Thurio Pro. The best way is to slander Valentine With falsehood cowardize and poore discent Three things that women highly hold in hate Du. I but she 'll thinke that it is spoke in hate Pro. I if his enemy deliuer it Therefore it must with circumstance be spoken By one whom she esteemeth as his friend Du. Then you must vndertake to slander him Pro. And that my Lord I shall be loath to doe 'T is an ill office for a Gentleman Especially against his very friend Du. Where your good word cannot aduantage him Your slander neuer can endamage him Therefore the office is indifferent Being intreated to it by your friend Pro. You haue preuail'd my Lord if I can doe it By ought that I can speake in his dispraise She shall not long continue loue to him But say this weede her loue from Valentine It followes not that she will loue sir Thurio Th. Therefore as you vnwinde her loue from him Least it should rauell and be good to none You must prouide to bottome it on me Which must be done by praising me as much As you in worth dispraise sir Valentine Du. And Protheus we dare trust you in this kinde Because we know on Valentines report You are already loues firme votary And cannot soone reuolt and change your minde Vpon this warrant shall you haue accesse Where you with Siluia may conferre at large For she is lumpish heauy mellancholly And for your friends sake will be glad of you Where you may temper her by your perswasion To hate yong Valentine and loue my friend Pro. As much as I can doe I will effect But you sir Thurio are not sharpe enough You must lay Lime to tangle her desires By walefull Sonnets whose composed Rimes Should be full fraught with seruiceable vowes Du. I much is the force of heauen-bred Poesie Pro. Say that vpon the altar of her beauty You sacrifice your teares your sighes your heart Write till your inke be dry and with your teares Moist it againe and frame some feeling line That may discouer such integrity For Orpheus Lute was strung with Poets sinewes Whose golden touch could soften steele and stones Make Tygers tame and huge Leuiathans Forsake vnsounded deepes to dance on Sands After your dire-lamenting Elegies Visit by night your Ladies chamber-window With some sweet Consort To their Instruments Tune a deploring dumpe the nights dead silence Will well become such sweet complaining grieuance This or else nothing will inherit her Du. This discipline showes thou hast bin in loue Th. And thy aduice this night I le put in practise Therefore sweet Protheus my direction-giuer Let vs into the City presently To sort some Gentlemen well skil'd in Musicke I haue a Sonnet that will serue the turne To giue the on-set to thy good aduise Du. About it Gentlemen Pro. We 'll wait vpon your Grace till after Supper And afterward determine our proceedings Du. Euen now about it I will pardon you Exeunt Actus Quartus Scoena Prima Enter Valentine Speed and certaine Out-lawes 1. Out-l. Fellowes stand fast I see a passenger 2. Out If there be ten shrinke not but down with ' em 3. Out Stand sir and throw vs that you haue about ' ye If not we 'll make you sit and rifle you Sp. Sir we are vndone these are the Villaines That all the Trauailers doe feare so much Val My friends 1. Out That 's not so sir we are your enemies 2. Out Peace we 'll heare him 3. Out I by my beard will we for he is a proper man Val. Then know that I haue little wealth to loose A man I am cross'd with aduersitie My riches are these poore habiliments Of which if you should here disfurnish me You take the sum and substance that I haue 2. Out Whether trauell you Val. To Verona 1. Out Whence came you Val From Millaine 3. Out Haue you long soiourn'd there Val. Some sixteene moneths and longer might haue staid If crooked fortune had not thwarted me 1. Out What were you banish'd thence Val. I was 2. Out For what offence Val. For that which now torments me to rehearse I kil'd a man whose death I much repent But yet I slew him manfully in fight Without false vantage or base treachery 1. Out Why nere repent it if it were done so But were you banisht for so small a fault Val. I was and held me glad of such a doome 2. Out Haue you the Tongues Val. My youthfull trauaile therein made me happy Or else I often had beene often miserable 3. Out By the bare scalpe of Robin Hoods fat Fryer This fellow were a King for our wilde faction 1. Out We 'll haue him Sirs a word Sp. Master be one of them It 's an honourable kinde of theeuery Val. Peace villaine 2. Out Tell vs this haue you any thing to take to Val. Nothing but my fortune 3. Out Know
her presence Bene. Then is curtesie a turne-coate but it is certaine I am loued of all Ladies onely you excepted and I would I could finde in my heart that I had not a hard heart for truely I loue none Beat. A deere happinesse to women they would else haue beene troubled with a pernitious Suâer I thanke God and my cold blood I am of your humour for that I had rather heare my Dog barke at a Crow than a man sweare he loues me Bene. God keepe your Ladiship still in that minde so some Gentleman or other shall scape a predestinate scratcht face Beat. Scratching could not make it worse and 't were such a face as yours were Bene. Well you are a rare Parrat teacher Beat. A bird of my tongue is better than a beast of your Ben. I would my horse had the speed of your tongue and so good a continuer but keepe your way a Gods name I haue done Beat. You alwaies end with a Iades tricke I know you of old Pedro. This is the summe of all Leonato signior Claudio and signior Benedicke my deere friend Leonato hath inuited you all I tell him we shall stay here at the least a moneth and he heartily praies some occasion may detaine vs longer I dare sweare hee is no hypocrite but praies from his heart Leon. If you sweare my Lord you shall not be forsworne let mee bid you welcome my Lord being reconciled to the Prince your brother I owe you all duetie Iohn I thanke you I am not of many words but I thanke you Leon. Please it your grace leade on Pedro. Your hand Leonato we will goe together Exeunt Manet Benedicke and Claudio Clau. Benedicke didst thou note the daughter of signior Leonato Bene. I noted her not but I lookt on her Clau. Is she not a modest yong Ladie Bene. Doe you question me as an honest man should doe for my simple true iudgement or would you haue me speake after my custome as being a professed tyrant to their sexe Clau. No I pray thee speake in sober iudgement Bene Why yfaith me thinks shee 's too low for a hie praise too browne for a faire praise and too little for a great praise onely this commendation I can affoord her that were shee other then she is she were vnhandsome and being no other but as she is I doe not like her Clau. Thou think'st I am in sport I pray thee tell me truely how thou lik'st her Bene. Would you buie her that you enquier after her Clau. Can the world buie such a iewell Ben. Yea and a case to put it into but speake you this with a sad brow Or doe you play the flowting iacke to tell vs Cupid is a good Hare-finder and Vulcan a rare Carpenter Come in what key shall a man take you to goe in the song Clau. In mine eie she is the sweetest Ladie that euer I lookt on Bene. I can see yet without spectacles and I see no such matter there 's her cosin and she were not possest with a furie exceedes her as much in beautie as the first of Maie doth the last of December but I hope you haue no intent to turne husband haue you Clau. I would scarce trust my selfe though I had sworne the contrarie if Hero would be my wife Bene. I st come to this in faith hath not the world one man but he will weare his cap with suspition shall I neuer see a batcheller of three score againe goe to yfaith and thou wilt needes thrust thy necke into a yoke weare the print of it and sigh away sundaies looke don Pedro is returned to seeke you Enter don Pedro Iohn the bastard Pedr. What secret hath held you here that you followed not to Leonatoes Bened. I would your Grace would constraine mee to tell Pedro. I charge thee on thy allegeance Ben. You heare Count Claudio I can be secret as a dumbe man I would haue you thinke so but on my allegiance marke you this on my allegiance hee is in loue With who now that is your Graces part marke how short his answere is with Hero Leonatoes short daughter Clau. If this were so so were it vttred Bened. Like the old tale my Lord it is not so nor 't was not so but indeede God forbid it should be so Clau. If my passion change not shortly God forbid it should be otherwise Pedro. Amen if you loue her for the Ladie is verie well worthie Clau. You speake this to fetch me in my Lord. Pedr. By my troth I speake my thought Clau. And in faith my Lord I spoke mine Bened. And by my two faiths and troths my Lord I speake mine Clau. That I loue her I feele Pedr. That she is worthie I know Bened. That I neither feele how shee should be loued nor know how shee should be worthie is the opinion that fire cannot melt out of me I will die in it at the stake Pedr. Thou wast euer an obstinate heretique in the despight of Beautie Clau. And neuer could maintaine his part but in the force of his will Ben. That a woman conceiued me I thanke her that she brought mee vp I likewise giue her most humble thankes but that I will haue a âechare winded in my forehead or hang my bugle in an inuisible baldricke all women shall pardon me because I will not do them the wrong to mistrust any I will doe my selfe the right to trust none and the fine is for the which I may goe the finer I will liue a Batchellor Pedro. I shall see thee ere I die looke pale with loue Bene. With anger with sicknesse or with hunger my Lord not with loue proue that euer I loose more blood with loue then I will get againe with drinking picke out mine eyes with a Ballet-makers penne and hang me vp at the doore of a brothel-house for the signe of blinde Cupid Pedro. Well if euer thou doost fall from this faith thou wilt proue a notable argument Bene. If I do hang me in a bottle like a Cat shoot at me and he that hit's me let him be clapt on the shoulder and cal'd Adam Pedro. Well as time shall trie In time the sauage Bull doth beare the yoake Bene. The sauage bull may but if euer the sensible Benedicke beare it plucke off the bulles hornes and set them in my forehead and let me be vildely painted and in such great Letters as they write heere is good horse to hire let them signifie vnder my signe here you may see Benedicke the married man Clau. If this should euer happen thou wouldst bee horne mad Pedro. Nay if Cupid haue not spent all his Quiuer in Venice thou wilt quake for this shortly Bene. I looke for an earthquake too then Pedro. Well you will temporize with the houres in the meane time good Signior Benedicke repaire to Leonatoes commend me to him and tell him I will not faile him at supper for indeede he hath made great preparation
Care my coosin tells him in his eare that he is in my heart Clau. And so she doth coosin Beat. Good Lord for alliance thus goes euery one to the world but I and I am sun-burn'd I may sit in a corner and cry heigh ho for a husband Pedro. Lady Beatrice I will get you one Beat. I would rather haue one of your fathers getting hath your Grace ne're a brother like you your father got excellent husbands if a maid could come by them Prince Will you haue me Lady Beat. No my Lord vnlesse I might haue another for working-daies your Grace is too costly to weare euerie day but I beseech your Grace pardon mee I was borne to speake all mirth and no matter Prince Your silence most offends me and to be merry best becomes you for out of question you were born in a merry howre Beatr. No sure my Lord my Mother cried but then there was a starre daunst and vnder that was I borne cosins God giue you ioy Leonato Neece will you looke to those rhings I told you of Beat. I cry you mercy Vncle by your Graces pardon Exit Beatrice Prince By my troth a pleasant spirited Lady Leon. There 's little of the melancholy element in her my Lord she is neuer sad but when she sleepes and not euer sad then for I haue heard my daughter say she hath often dreamt of vnhappinesse and wakt her selfe with laughing Pedro. Shee cannot indure to heare tell of a husband Leonato O by no meanes she mocks all her wooers out of suite Prince She were an excellent wife for Benedick Leonato O Lord my Lord if they were but a weeke married they would talke themselues madde Prince Counte Claudio when meane you to goe to Church Clau. To morrow my Lord Time goes on crutches till Loue haue all his rites Leonata Not till monday my deare sonne which is hence a iust seuen night and a time too briefe too to haue all things answer minde Prince Come you shake the head at so long a breathing but I warrant thee Claudio the time shall not goe dully by vs I will in the interim vndertake one of Hercules labors which is to bring Signior Benedicke and the Lady Beatrice into a mountaine of affection th' one with th' other I would faine haue it a match and I doubt not but to fashion it if you three will but minister such assistance as I shall giue you direction Leonata My Lord I am for you though it cost mee ten nights watchings Claud. And I my Lord. Prin. And you to gentle Hero Hero I will doe any modest office my Lord to helpe my cosin to a good husband Prin. And Benedick is not the vnhopefullest husband that I know thus farre can I praise him hee is of a noble straine of approued valour and confirm'd honesty I will teach you how to humour your cosin that shee shall fall in loue with Benedicke and I with your two helpes will so practise on Benedicke that in despight of his quicke wit and his queasie stomacke hee shall fall in loue with Beatrice if wee can doe this Cupid is no longer an Archer his glory shall be ours for wee are the onely loue-gods goe in with me and I will tell you my drift Exit Enter Iohn and Borachio Ioh. It is so the Count Claudio shal marry the daughter of Leonato Bora. Yea my Lord but I can crosse it Iohn Any barre any crosse any impediment will be medicinable to me I am sicke in displeasure to him and whatsoeuer comes athwart his affection ranges euenly with mine how canst thou crosse this marriage Bor. Not honestly my Lord but so couertly that no dishonesty shall appeare in me Iohn Shew me breefely how Bor. I thinke I told your Lordship a yeere since how much I am in the fauour of Margaret the waiting gentlewoman to Hero Iohn I remember Bor. I can at any vnseasonable instant of the night appoint her to look out at her Ladies chamber window Iohn What life is in that to be the death of this marriage Bor. The poyson of that lies in you to temper goe you to the Prince your brother spare not to tell him that hee hath wronged his Honor in marrying the renowned Claudio whose estimation do you mightily hold vp to a contaminated stale such a one as Hero Iohn What proofe shall I make of that Bor. Proofe enough to misuse the Prince to vexe Claudio to vndoe Hero and kill Leonato looke you for any other issue Iohn Onely to despight them I will endeauour any thing Bor. Goe then finde me a meete howre to draw on Pedro and the Count Claudio alone tell them that you know that Hero loues me intend a kinde of zeale both to the Prince and Claudio as in a loue of your brothers honor who hath made this match and his friends reputation who is thus like to be cosen'd with the semblance of a maid that you haue discouer'd thus they will scarcely beleeue this without triall offer them instances which shall beare no lesse likelihood than to see mee at her chamber window heare me call Margaret Hero heare Margaret terme me Claudio and bring them to see this the very night before the intended wedding for in the meane time I will so fashion the matter that Hero shall be absent and there shall appeare such seeming truths of Heroes disloyaltie that iealousie shall be cal'd assurance and all the preparation ouerthrowne Iohn Grow this to what aduerse issue it can I will put it in practise be cunning in the working this and thy fee is a thousand ducates Bor. Be thou constant in the accusation and my cunning shall not shame me Iohn I will presentlie goe learne their day of marriage Exit Enter Benedicke alone Bene. Boy Boy Signior Bene. In my chamber window lies a booke bring it hither to me in the orchard Boy I am heere already sir Exit Bene. I know that but I would haue thee hence and heere againe I doe much wonder that one man seeing how much another man is a foole when he dedicates his behauiours to loue will after hee hath laught at such shallow follies in others become the argument of his owne scorne by falling in loue such a man is Claudio I haue known when there was no musicke with him but the drum and the fife and now had hee rather heare the taber and the pipe I haue knowne when he would haue walkt ten mile afoot to see a good armor and now will he lie ten nights awake caruing the fashion of a new dublet he was wont to speake plaine to the purpose like an honest man a souldier and now is he turn'd orthography his words are a very fantasticall banquet iust so many strange dishes may I be so conuerted see with these eyes I cannot tell I thinke not I will not bee sworne but loue may transforme me to an oyster but I le take my oath on it till he haue made
an oyster of me he shall neuer make me such a foole one woman is faire yet I am well another is wise yet I am well another vertuous yet I am well but till all graces be in one woman one woman shall not come in my grace rich shee shall be that 's certaine wise or I le none vertuous or I le neuer cheapen her faire or I le neuer looke on her milde or come not neere me Noble or not for an Angell of good discourse an excellent Musitian and her haire shal be of what colour it please God hah the Prince and Monsieur Loue I will hide me in the Arbor Enter Prince Leonato Claudio and Iacke Wilson Prin. Come shall we heare this musicke Claud. Yea my good Lord how still the euening is As husht on purpose to grace harmonie Prin. See you where Benedicke hath hid himselfe Clau. O very well my Lord the musicke ended Wee 'll fit the kid-foxe with a penny worth Prince Come Balthasar wee 'll heare that song again Balth. O good my Lord taxe not so bad a voyce To slander musicke any more then once Prin. It is the witnesse still of excellency To slander Musicke any more then once Prince It is the witnesse still of excellencie To put a strange face on his owne perfection I pray thee sing and let me woe no more Balth. Because you talke of wooing I will sing Since many a wooer doth commence his suit To her he thinkes not worthy yet he wooes Yet will he sweare he loues Prince Nay pray thee come Or if thou wilt hold longer argument Doe it in notes Balth. Note this before my notes There 's not a note of mine that 's worth the noting Prince Why these are very crotchets that he speaks Note notes forsooth and nothing Bene. Now diuine aire now is his soule rauisht is it not strange that sheepes guts should hale soules out of mens bodies well a horne for my money when all 's done The Song Sigh no more Ladies sigh no more Men were deceiuers euer One foote in Sea and one on shore To one thing constant neuer Then sigh not so but let them goe And be you blithe and bonnis Conuerting all your sounds of woe Into hey nony nony Sing no more ditties sing no moe Of dumps so dull and heauy The fraud of men were euer so Since summer first was leauy Then sigh not so c. Prince By my troth a good song Balth. And an ill singer my Lord. Prince Ha no no faith thou singst well enough for a shift Ben. And he had been a dog that should haue howld thus they would haue hang'd him and I pray God his bad voyce bode no mischiefe I had as liefe haue heard the night-rauen come what plague could haue come after it Prince Yea marry dost thou heare Balthasar I pray thee get vs some excellent musick for to morrow night we would haue it at the Lady Heroes chamber window Balth. The best I can my Lord. Exit Balthasar Prince Do so farewell Come hither Leonato what was it you told me of to day that your Niece Beatrice was in loue with signior Benedicke Cla. O I stalke on stalke on the foule sits I did neuer thinke that Lady would haue loued any man Leon. No nor I neither but most wonderful that she should so dote on Signior Benedicke whom shee hath in all outward behauiours seemed euer to abhorre Bene. Is' t possible sits the winde in that corner Leo. By my troth my Lord I cannot tell what to thinke of it but that she loues him with an inraged affection it is past the infinite of thought Prince May be she doth but counterfeit Claud. Faith like enough Leon. O God! counterfeit there was neuer counterfeit of passion came so neere the life of passion as she discouers it Prince Why what effects of passion shewes she Claud. Baite the hooke well this fish will bite Leon. What effects my Lord shee will sit you you heard my daughter tell you how Clau. She did indeed Prin. How how I pray you you amaze me I would haue thought her spirit had beene inuincible against all assaults of affection Leo. I would haue sworne it had my Lord especially against Benedicke Bene. I should thinke this a gull but that the white-bearded fellow speakes it knauery cannot sure hide himselfe in such reuerence Claud. He hath tane th' infection hold it vp Prince Hath shee made her affection known to Benedicke Leonato No and sweares she neuer will that 's her torment Claud. 'T is true indeed so your daughter saies shall I saies she that haue so oft encountred him with scorne write to him that I loue him Leo. This saies shee now when shee is beginning to write to him for shee 'll be vp twenty times a night and there will she sit in her smocke till she haue writ a sheet of paper my daughter tells vs all Clau. Now you talke of a sheet of paper I remember a pretty iest your daughter told vs of Leon. O when she had writ it was reading it ouer she found Benedicke and Beatrice betweene the sheete Clau. That Leon. O she tore the letter into a thousand halfpence raild at her self that she should be so immodest to write to one that shee knew would flout her I measure him saies she by my owne spirit for I should flout him if hee writ to mee yea though I loue him I should Clau. Then downe vpon her knees she falls weepes sobs beates her heart teares her hayre praies curses O sweet Benedicke God giue me patience Leon. She doth indeed my daughter saies so and the extasie hath so much ouerborne her that my daughter is somtime afeard she will doe a desperate out-rage to her selfe it is very true Princ. It were good that Benedicke knew of it by some other if she will not discouer it Clau. To what end he would but make a sport of it and torment the poore Lady worse Prin. And he should it were an almes to hang him shee 's an excellent sweet Lady and out of all suspition she is vertuous Claudio And she is exceeding wise Prince In euery thing but in louing Benedicke Leon. O my Lord wisedome and bloud combating in so tender a body we haue ten proofes to one that bloud hath the victory I am sorry for her as I haue iust cause being her Vncle and her Guardian Prince I would shee had bestowed this dotage on mee I would haue daft all other respects and made her halfe my selfe I pray you tell Benedicke of it and heare what he will say Leon. Were it good thinke you Clau. Hero thinkes surely she wil die for she saies she will die if hee loue her not and shee will die ere shee make her loue knowne and she will die if hee wooe her rather than shee will bate one breath of her accustomed crossenesse Prin. She doth well if she should make tender of her loue 't is very possible hee
'l scorne it for the man as you know all hath a contemptible spirit Clau. He is a very proper man Prin. He hath indeed a good outward happines Clau. 'Fore God and in my minde very wise Prin. He doth indeed shew some sparkes that are like wit Leon. And I take him to be valiant Prin. As Hector I assure you and in the managing of quarrels you may see hee is wise for either hee auoydes them with great discretion or vndertakes them with a Christian-like feare Leon. If hee doe feare God a must necessarilie keepe peace if hee breake the peace hee ought to enter into a quarrell with feare and trembling Prin. And so will he doe for the man doth fear God howsoeuer it seemes not in him by some large ieasts hee will make well I am sorry for your niece shall we goe see Benedicke and tell him of her loue Claud. Neuer tell him my Lord let her weare it out with good counsell Leon. Nay that 's impossible she may weare her heart out first Prin. Well we will heare further of it by your daughter let it coole the while I loue Benedicke well and I could wish he would modestly examine himselfe to see how much he is vnworthy to haue so good a Lady Leon. My Lord will you walke dinner is ready Clau. If he do not doat on her vpon this I wil neuer trust my expectation Prin. Let there be the same Net spread for her and that must your daughter and her gentlewoman carry the sport will be when they hold one an opinion of anothers dotage and no such matter that 's the Scene that I would see which will be meerely a dumbe shew let vs send her to call him into dinner Exeunt Bene. This can be no tricke the conference was sadly borne they haue the truth of this from Hero they seeme to pittie the Lady it seemes her affections haue the full bent loue me why it must be requited I heare how I am censur'd they say I will beare my selfe proudly if I perceiue the loue come from her they say too that she will rather die than giue any signe of affection I did neuer thinke to marry I must not seeme proud happy are they that heare their detractions and can put them to mending they say the Lady is faire 't is a truth I can beare them witnesse and vertuous t is so I cannot reprooue it and wise but for louing me by my troth it is no addition to her witte nor no great argument of her folly for I wil be horribly in loue with her I may chance haue some odde quirkes and remnants of witte broken on mee because I haue rail'd so long against marriage but doth not the appetite alter a man loues the meat in his youth that he cannot indure in his age Shall quips and sentences and these paper bullets of the braine awe a man from the careere of his humour No the world must be peopled When I said I would die a batcheler I did not think I should liue till I were maried here comes Beatrice by this day shee 's a faire Lady I doe spie some markes of loue in her Enter Beatrice Beat. Against my wil I am sent to bid you come in to dinner Bene. Faire Beatrice I thanke you for your paines Beat. I tooke no more paines for those thankes then you take paines to thanke me if it had been painefull I would not haue come Bene. You take pleasure then in the message Beat. Yea iust so much as you may take vpon a kniues point and choake a daw withall you haue no stomacke signior fare you well Exit Bene. Ha against my will I am sent to bid you come into dinner there 's a double meaning in that I tooke no more paines for those thankes then you tooke paines to thanke me that 's as much as to say any paines that I take for you is as easie as thankes if I do not take pitty of her I am a villaine if I doe not loue her I am a Iew I will goe get her picture Exit Actus Tertius Enter Hero and two Gentlemen Margaret and Vrsula Hero Good Margaret runne thee to the parlour There shalt thou finde my Cosin Beatrice Proposing with the Prince and Claudio Whisper her eare and tell her I and Vrsula Walke in the Orchard and our whole discourse Is all of her say that thou ouer-heardst vs And bid her steale into the pleached bower Where hony-suckles ripened by the sunne Forbid the sunne to enter like fauourites Made proud by Princes that aduance their pride Against that power that bred it there will she hide her To listen our purpose this is thy office Beare thee well in it and leaue vs alone Marg. I le make her come I warrant you presently Hero Now Vrsula when Beatrice doth come As we do trace this alley vp and downe Our talke must onely be of Benedicke When I doe name him let it be thy part To praise him more then euer man did merit My talke to thee must be how Benedicke Is sicke in loue with Beatrice of this matter Is little Cupids crasty arrow made That onely wounds by heare-say now begin Enter Beatrice For looke where Beatrice like a Lapwing runs Close by the ground to heare our conference Vrs The pleasant'st angling is to see the fish Cut with her golden ores the siluer streame And greedily deuoure the treacherous baite So angle we for Beatrice who euen now Is couched in the wood-bine couerture Feare you not my part of the Dialogue Her Then go we neare her that her eare loose nothing Of the false sweete baite that we lay for it No truely Vrsula she is too disdainfull I know her spirits are as coy and wilde As Haggerds of the rocke Vrsula But are you sure That Benedicke loues Beatrice so intirely Her So saies the Prince and my new trothed Lord. Vrs And did they bid you tell her of it Madam Her They did intreate me to acquaint her of it But I perswaded them if they lou'd Benedicke To wish him wrastle with affection And neuer to let Beatrice know of it Vrsula Why did you so doth not the Gentleman Deserue as full as fortunate a bed As euer Beatrice shall couch vpon Hero O God of loue I know he doth deserue As much as may be yeelded to a man But Nature neuer fram'd a womans heart Of prowder stuffe then that of Beatrice Disdaine and Scorne ride sparkling in her eyes Mis-prizing what they looke on and her wit Values it selfe so highly that to her All matter else seemes weake she cannot loue Nor take no shape nor proiect of affection Shee is so selfe indeared Vrsula Sure I thinke so And therefore certainely it were not good She knew his loue left she make sport at it Hero Why you speake truth I neuer yet saw man How wise how noble yong how rarely featur'd But she would spell him backward if faire fac'd She would
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
owne hand may strike his honour downe That violates the smallest branch heerein If you are arm'd to doe as sworne to do Subscribe to your deepe oathes and keepe it to Longauill I am resolu'd 't is but a three yeeres fast The minde shall banquet though the body pine Fat paunches haue leane pates and dainty bits Make rich the ribs but bankerout the wits Dumane My louing Lord Dumane is mortified The grosser manner of these worlds delights He throwes vpon the grosse worlds baser slaues To loue to wealth to pompe I pine and die With all these liuing in Philosophie Berowne I can but say their protestation ouer So much deare Liege I haue already sworne That is to liue and study heere three yeeres But there are other strict obseruances As not to see a woman in that terme Which I hope well is not enrolled there And one day in a weeke to touch no foode And but one meale on euery day beside The which I hope is not enrolled there And then to sleepe but three houres in the night And not be seene to winke of all the day When I was wont to thinke no harme all night And make a darke night too of halfe the day Which I hope well is not enrolled there O these are barren taskes too hard to keepe Not to see Ladies study fast not sleepe Ferd. Your oath is past to passe away from these Berow Let me say no my Liedge and if you please I onely swore to study with your grace And stay heere in your Court for three yeeres space Longa. You swore to that Berowne and to the rest Berow By yea and nay sir than I swore in iest What is the end of study let me know Fer. Why that to know which else wee should not know Ber. Things hid bard you meane froÌ coÌmon sense Ferd. I that is studies god-like recompence Bero. Come on then I will sweare to studie so To know the thing I am forbid to know As thus to study where I well may dine When I to fast expressely am forbid Or studie where to meet some Mistresse fine When Mistresses from common sense are hid Or hauing sworne too hard a keeping oath Studie to breake it and not breake my troth If studies gaine be thus and this be so Studie knowes that which yet it doth not know Sweare me to this and I will nere say no. Ferd. These be the stops that hinder studie quite And traine our intellects to vaine delight Ber. Why all delights are vaine and that most vaine Which with paine purchas'd doth inherit paine As painefully to poare vpon a Booke To seeke the light of truth while truth the while Doth falsely blinde the eye-sight of his looke Light seeeking light doth light of light beguile So ere you finde where light in darkenesse lies Your light growes darke by losing of your eyes Studie me how to please the eye indeede By fixing it vpon a fairer eye Who dazling so that eye shall be his heed And giue him light that it was blinded by Studie is like the heauens glorious Sunne That will not be deepe search'd with sawcy lookes Small haue continuall plodders euer wonne Saue base authoritie from others Bookes These earthly Godfathers of heauens lights That giue a name to euery fixed Starre Haue no more profit of their shining nights Then those that walke and wot not what they are Too much to know is to know nought but fame And euery Godfather can giue a name Fer. How well hee 's read to reason against reading Dum. Proceeded well to stop all good proceeding Lon. Hee weedes the corne and still le ts grow the weeding Ber. The Spring is neare when greene geesse are a breeding Dum. How followes that Ber. Fit in his place and time Dum. In reason nothing Ber. Something then in rime Ferd. Berowne is like an enuious sneaping Frost That bites the first borne infants of the Spring Ber. Wel say I am why should proud Summer boast Before the Birds haue any cause to sing Why should I ioy in any abortiue birth At Christmas I no more desire a Rose Then wish a Snow in Mayes new fangled showes But like of each thing that in season growes So you to studie now it is too late That were to clymbe ore the house to vnlocke the gate Fer. Well fit you out go home Berowne adue Ber. No my good Lord I haue sworn to stay with you And though I haue for barbarisme spoke more Then for that Angell knowledge you can say Yet confident I le keepe what I haue sworne And bide the pennance of each three yeares day Giue me the paper let me reade the same And to the strictest decrees I le write my name Fer. How well this yeelding rescues thee from shame Ber. Item That no woman shall come within a mile of my Court. Hath this bin proclaimed Lon. Foure dayes agoe Ber. Let 's see the penaltie On paine of loosing her tongue Who deuis'd this penaltie Lon. Marry that did I. Ber. Sweete Lord and why Lon. To fright them hence with that dread penaltie A dangerous law against gentilitie Item If any man be seene to talke with a woman within the tearme of three yeares hee shall indure such publique shame as the rest of the Court shall possibly deuise Ber. This Article my Liedge your selfe must breake For well you know here comes is Embassie The French Kings daughter with your selfe to speake A Maide of grace and compleate maiestie About surrender vp of Aquitaine To her decrepit sicke and bed-rid Father Therefore this Article is made in vaine Or vainly comes th' admired Princesse hither Fer. What say you Lords Why this was quite forgot Ber. So Studie euermore is ouershot While it doth study to haue what it would It doth forget to doe the thing it should And when it hath the thing it hunteth most 'T is won as townes with fire so won so lost Fer. We must of force dispence with this Decree She must lye here on meere necessitie Ber. Necessity will make vs all forsworne Three thousand times within this three yeeres space For euery man with his affects is borne Not by might mastred but by speciall grace If I breake faith this word shall breake for me I am forsworne on meere necessitie So to the Lawes at large I write my name And he that breakes them in the least degree Stands in attainder of eternall shame Suggestions are to others as to me But I beleeue although I seeme so loth I am the last that will last keepe his oth But is there no quicke recreation granted Fer. I that there is our Court you know is hanted With a refined trauailer of Spaine A man in all the worlds new fashion planted That hath a mint of phrases in his braine One who the musicke of his owne vaine tongue Doth rauish like inchanting harmonie A man of complements whom right and wrong Haue chose as vmpire of their mutinie This childe of
key With pompe with triumph and with reuelling Enter Egeus and his daughter Hermia Lysander and Demetrius Ege Happy be Theseus our renowned Duke The. Thanks good Egeus what 's the news with thee Ege Full of vexation come I with complaint Against my childe my daughter Hermia Stand forth Dometrius My Noble Lord This man hath my consent to marrie her Stand forth Lysander And my gracious Duke This man hath bewitch'd the bosome of my childe Thou thou Lysander thou hast giuen her rimes And interchang'd loue-tokens with my childe Thou hast by Moone-light at her window sung With faining voice verses of faining loue And stolne the impression of her fantasie With bracelets of thy haire rings gawdes conceits Knackes trifles Nose-gaies sweet meats messengers Of strong preuailment in vnhardned youth With cunning hast thou filch'd my daughters heart Turn'd her obedience which is due to me To stubborne harshnesse And my gracious Duke Be it so she will not heere before your Grace Consent to marrie with Demetrius I beg the ancient priuiledge of Athens As she is mine I may dispose of her Which shall be either to this Gentleman Or to her death according to our Law Immediately prouided in that case The. What say you Hermia be aduis'd faire Maide To you your Father should be as a God One that compos'd your beauties yea and one To whom you are but as a forme in waxe By him imprinted and within his power To leaue the figure or disfigure it Demetrius is a worthy Gentleman Her So is Lysander The. In himselfe he is But in this kinde wanting your fathers voyce The other must be held the worthier Her I would my father look'd but with my eyes The. Rather your eies must with his iudgment looke Her I do entreat your Grace to pardon me I know not by what power I am made bold Nor how it may concerne my modestie In such a presence heere to pleade my thoughts But I beseech your Grace that I may know The worst that may befall me in this case If I refuse to wed Demetrius The. Either to dye the death or to abiure For euer the society of men Therefore faire Hermia question your desires Know of your youth examine well your blood Whether if you yeeld not to your fathers choice You can endure the liuerie of a Nunne For aye to be in shady Cloister mew'd To liue a barren sister all your life Chanting faint hymnes to the cold fruitlesse Moone Thrice blessed they that master so their blood To vndergo such maiden pilgrimage But earthlier happie is the Rose distil'd Then that which withering on the virgin thorne Growes liues and dies in single blessednesse Her So will I grow so liue so die my Lord Ere I will yeeld my virgin Patent vp Vnto his Lordship whose vnwished yoake My soule consents not to giue soueraignty The. Take time to pause and by the next new Moon The sealing day betwixt my loue and me For euerlasting bond of fellowship Vpon that day either prepare to dye For disobedience to your fathers will Or else to wed Demetrius as hee would Or on Dianaes Altar to protest For aie austerity and single life Dem. Relent sweet Hermia and Lysander yeelde Thy crazed title to my certaine right Lys You haue her fathers loue Demetrius Let me haue Hermiaes do you marry him Egeus Scornfull Lysander true he hath my Loue And what is mine my loue shall render him And she is mine and all my right of her I do estate vnto Demetrius Lys I am my Lord as well deriu'd as he As well possest my loue is more then his My fortunes euery way as fairely ranck'd If not with vantage as Demetrius And which is more then all these boasts can be I am belou'd of beauteous Hermia Why should not I then prosecute my right Demetrius I le auouch it to his head Made loue to Nedars daughter Helena And won her soule and she sweet Ladie dotes Deuoutly dotes dotes in Idolatry Vpon this spotted and inconstant man The. I must confesse that I haue heard so much And with Demetrius thought to haue spoke thereof But being ouer-full of selfe-affaires My minde did lose it But Demetrius come And come Egeus you shall go with me I haue some priuate schooling for you both For you faire Hermia looke you arme your selfe To fit your fancies to your Fathers will Or else the Law of Athens yeelds you vp Which by no meanes we may extenuate To death or to a vow of single life Come my Hippolita what cheare my loue Demetrius and Egeus go along I must imploy you in some businesse Against our nuptiall and conferre with you Of something neerely that concernes your selues Ege With dutie and desire we follow you Exeunt Manet Lysander and Hermia Lys How now my loue Why is your cheek so pale How chance the Roses there do fade so fast Her Belike for want of raine which I could well Beteeme them from the tempest of mine eyes Lys For ought that euer I could reade Could euer heare by tale or historie The course of true loue neuer did run smooth But either it was different in blood Her O crosse too high to be enthral'd to loue Lys Or else misgraffed in respect of yeares Her O spight too old to be ingag'd to yong Lys Or else it stood vpon the choise of merit Her O hell to choose loue by anothers eie Lys Or if there were a simpathie in choise Warre death or sicknesse did lay siege to it Making it momentarie as a sound Swift as a shadow short as any dreame Briefe as the lightning in the collied night That in a spleene vnfolds both heauen and earth And ere a man hath power to say behold The iawes of darknesse do deuoure it vp So quicke bright things come to confusion Her If then true Louers haue beene euer crost It stands as an edict in destinie Then let vs teach our triall patience Because it is a customarie crosse As due to loue as thoughts and dreames and sighes Wishes and teares poore Fancies followers Lys A good perswasion therefore heare me Hermia I haue a Widdow Aunt a dowager Of great reuennew and she hath âo childe From Athens is her house remouâ seuen leagues And she respects me as her onely sonne There gentle Hermia may I marrie thee And to that place the sharpe Athenian Law Cannot pursue vs. If thou lou'st me then Steale forth thy fathers house to morrow night And in the wood a league without the towne Where I did meete thee once with Helena To do obseruance for a morne of May There will I stay for thee Her My good Lysander I sweare to thee by Cupids strongest bow By his best arrow with the golden head By the simplicitie of Venus Doues By that which knitteth soules and prospers loue And by that fire which burn'd the Carthage Queene When the false Troyan vnder saile was seene By all the vowes that euer men haue broke In number more
Duke And here detain'd by her vsurping Vncle To keepe his daughter companie whose loues Are deerer then the naturall bond of Sisters But I can tell you that of late this Duke Hath tane displeasure ' gainst his gentle Neece Grounded vpon no other argument But that the people praise her for her vertues And pittie her for her good Fathers sake And on my life his malice ' gainst the Lady Will sodainly breake forth Sir fare you well Hereafter in a better world then this I shall desire more loue and knowledge of you Orl. I rest much bounden to you fare you well Thus must I from the smoake into the smother From tyrant Duke vnto a tyrant Brother But heauenly Rosaline Exit Scena Tertius Enter Celia and Rosaline Cel. Why Cosen why Rosaline Cupid haue mercie Not a word Ros Not one to throw at a dog Cel. No thy words are too precious to be cast away vpon curs throw some of them at me come lame mee with reasons Ros Then there were two Cosens laid vp when the one should be lam'd with reasons and the other mad without any Cel. But is all this for your Father Ros No some of it is for my childes Father Oh how full of briers is this working day world Cel. They are but burs Cosen throwne vpon thee in holiday foolerie if we walke not in the trodden paths our very petty-coates will catch them Ros I could shake them off my coate these burs are in my heart Cel. Hem them away Ros I would try if I could cry hem and haue him Cel. Come come wrastle with thy affections Ros O they take the part of a better wrastler then my selfe Cel. O a good wish vpon you you will trie in time in dispight of a fall but turning these iests out of seruice let vs talke in good earnest Is it possible on such a sodaine you should fall into so strong a liking with old Sir Roulands yongest sonne Ros The Duke my Father lou'd his Father deerelie Cel. Doth it therefore ensue that you should loue his Sonne deerelie By this kinde of chase I should hate him for my father hated his father deerely yet I hate not Orlando Ros No faith hate him not for my sake Cel. Why should I not doth he not deserue well Enter Duke with Lords Ros Let me loue him for that and do you loue him Because I doe Looke here comes the Duke Cel. With his eies full of anger Duk. Mistris dispatch you with your safest haste And get you from our Court. Ros Me Vncle. Duk. You Cosen Within these ten daies if that thou beest found So neere our publike Court as twentie miles Thou diest sor it Ros I doe beseech your Grace Let me the knowledge of my fault beare with me If with my selfe I hold intelligence Or haue acquaintance with mine owne desires If that I doe not dreame or be not franticke As I doe trust I am not then deere Vncle Neuer so much as in a thought vnborne Did I offend your highnesse Duk. Thus doe all Traitors If their purgation did consist in words They are as innocent as grace it selfe Let it suffice thee that I trust thee not Ros Yet your mistrust cannot make me a Traitor Tell me whereon the likelihoods depends Duk. Thou art thy Fathers daughter there 's enough Ros So was I when your highnes took his Dukdome So was I when your highnesse banisht him Treason is not inherited my Lord Or if we did deriue it from our friends What 's that to me my Father was no Traitor Then good my Leige mistake me not so much To thinke my pouertie is treacherous Cel. Deere Soueraigne heare me speake Duk. I Celia we staid her for your sake Else had she with her Father rang'd along Cel. I did not then intreat to haue her stay It was your pleasure and your owne remorse I was too yong that time to value her But now I know her if she be a Traitor Why so am I we still haue slept together Rose at an instant learn'd plaid eate together And wheresoere we went like Iunos Swans Still we went coupled and inseperable Duk. She is too subtile for thee and her smoothnes Her verie silence and per patience Speake to the people and they pittie her Thou art a foole she robs thee of thy name And thou wilt show more bright seem more vertuous When she is gone then open not thy lips Firme and irreuocable is my doombe Which I haue past vpon her she is banish'd Cel. Pronounce that sentence then on me my Leige I cannot liue out of her companie Duk. You are a foole you Neice prouide your selfe If you out-stay the time vpon mine honor And in the greatnesse of my word you die Exit Duke c. Cel. O my poore Rosaline whether wilt thou goe Wilt thou change Fathers I will giue thee mine I charge thee be not thou more grieu'd then I am Ros I haue more cause Cel. Thou hast not Cosen Prethee be cheerefull know'st thou not the Duke Hath banish'd me his daughter Ros That he hath not Cel. No hath not Rosaline lacks then the loue Which teacheth thee that thou and I am one Shall we be sundred shall we part sweete girle No let my Father seeke another heire Therefore deuise with me how we may flie Whether to goe and what to beare with vs And doe not seeke to take your change vpon you To beare your griefes your selfe and leaue me out For by this heauen now at our sorrowes pale Say what thou canst I le goe along with thee Ros Why whether shall we goe Cel. To seeke my Vncle in the Forrest of Arden Ros Alas what danger will it be to vs Maides as we are to trauell forth so farre Beautie prouoketh theeues sooner then gold Cel. I le put my selfe in poore and meane attire And with a kinde of vmber smirch my face The like doe you so shall we passe along And neuer stir assailants Ros Were it not better Because that I am more then common tall That I did suite me all points like a man A gallant curtelax vpon my thigh A bore-speare in my hand and in my heart Lye there what hidden womans feare there will Wee le haue a swashing and a marshall outside As manie other mannish cowards haue That doe outface it with their semblances Cel. What shall I call thee when thou art a man Ros I le haue no worse a name then Ioues owne Page And therefore looke you call me Ganimed But what will you by call'd Cel. Something that hath a reference to my state No longer Celia but Aliena Ros But Cosen what if we assaid to steale The clownish Foole out of your Fathers Court Would he not be a comfort to our trauaile Cel. Hee le goe along ore the wide world with me Leaue me alone to woe him Let 's away And get our Iewels and our wealth together Deuise the fittest time and
appeare not inconuenient to you to set her before your eyes to morrow humane as she is and without any danger Orl. Speak'st thou in sober meanings Ros By my life I do which I tender deerly though I say I am a Magitian Therefore put you in your best aray bid your friends for if you will be married to morrow you shall and to Rosalind if you will Enter Siluius Phebe Looke here comes a Louer of mine and a louer of hers Phe. Youth you haue done me much vngentlenesse To shew the letter that I writ to you Ros I care not if I haue it is my studie To seeme despightfull and vngentle to you you are there followed by a faithful shepheard Looke vpon him loue him he worships you Phe. Good shepheard tell this youth what 't is to loue Sil. It is to be all made of sighes and teares And so am I for Phebe Phe. And I for Ganimed Orl. And I for Rosalind Ros And I for no woman Sil. It is to be all made of faith and seruice And so am I for Phebe Phe. And I for Ganimed Orl. And I for Rosalind Ros And I for no woman Sil. It is to be all made of fantasie All made of passion and all made oââhes All adoration dutie and obseruanâ All humblenesse all patience and impatience All puritie all triall all obseruance And so am I for Phebe Phe. And so am I for Ganimed Orl. And so am I for Rosalind Ros And so am I for no woman Phe. If this be so why blame you me to loue you Sil. If this be so why blame you me to loue you Orl. If this be so why blame you me to loue you Ros Why do you speake too Why blame you mee to loue you Orl. To her that is not heere nor doth not heare Ros Pray you no more of this 't is like the howling of Irish Wolues against the Moone I will helpe you if I can I would loue you if I could To morrow meet me altogether I wil marrie you if euer I marrie Woman and I le be married to morrow I will satisfie you if euer I satisfi'd man and you shall bee married to morrow I wil content you if what pleases you contents you and you shal be married to morrow As you loue Rosalind meet as you loue Phebe meet and as I loue no woman I le meet so fare you wel I haue left you commands Sil. I le not faile if I liue Phe. Nor I. Orl. Nor I. Exeunt Scoena Tertia Enter Clowne and Audrey Clâ To morrow is the ioyfull day Audrey to morow will we be married Aud. I do desire it with all my heart and I hope it is no dishonest desire to desire to be a woman of y e world Heere come two of the banish'd Dukes Pages Enter two Pages 1. Pa. Wel met honest Gentleman Clo. By my troth well met come sit sit and a song 2. Pa. We are for you sit i' th middle 1. Pa. Shal we clap into 't roundly without hauking or spitting or saying we are hoarse which are the onely prologues to a bad voice 2. Pa. I faith y' faith and both in a tune like two gipsies on a horse Song It was a Louer and his lasse With a hey and a ho and a hey nonino That o're the greene corne feild did passe In the spring time the onely pretty rang time When Birds do sing hey ding a ding ding Sweet Louers loue the spring And therefore take the present time With a hey a ho and a hey nonino For loue is crowned with the prime In spring time c. Betweene the acres of the Rie With a hey and a ho a hey nonino These prettie Country folks would lie In spring time c. This Carroll they began that houre With a hey and a ho a hey nonino How that a life was but a Flower In spring time c. Clo. Truly yong Gentlemen though there vvas no great matter in the dittie yet y e note was very vntunable 1. Pa. you are deceiu'd Sir we kept time we lost not our time Clo. By my troth yes I count it but time lost to heare such a foolish song God buy you and God mend your voices Come Audrie Exeunt Scena Quarta Enter Duke Senior Amyens Iaques Orlando Oliuer Celia Du. Sen. Dost thou beleeue Orlando that the boy Can do all this that he hath promised Orl. I sometimes do beleeue and somtimes do not As those that feare they hope and know they feare Enter Rosalinde Siluius Phebe Ros Patience once more whiles our coÌpact is vrg'd You say if I bring in your Rosalinde You wil bestow her on Orlando heere Du. Se. That would I had I kingdoms to giue with hir Ros And you say you wil haue her when I bring hir Orl. That would I were I of all kingdomes King Ros You say you 'l marrie me if I be willing Phe. That will I should I die the houre after Ros But if you do refuse to marrie me You 'l giue your selfe to this most faithfull Shepheard Phe. So is the bargaine Ros You say that you 'l haue Phebe if she will Sil. Though to haue her and death were both one thing Ros I haue promis'd to make all this matter euen Keepe you your word O Duke to giue your daughter You yours Orlando to receiue his daughter Keepe you your word Phebe that you 'l marrie me Or else refusing me to wed this shepheard Keepe your word Siluius that you 'l marrie her If she refuse me and from hence I go To make these doubts all euen Exit Ros and Celia Du. Sen. I do remember in this shepheard boy Some liuely touches of my daughters fauour Orl. My Lord the first time that I euer saw him Me thought he was a brother to your daughter But my good Lord this Boy is Forrest borne And hath bin tutor'd in the rudiments Of many desperate studies by his vnckle Whom he reports to be a great Magitian Enter Clowne and Audrey Obscured in the circle of this Forrest Iaq. There is sure another flood toward and these couples are comming to the Arke Here comes a payre of verie strange beasts which in all tongues are call'd Fooles Clo. Salutation and greeting to you all Iaq. Good my Lord bid him welcome This is the Motley-minded Gentleman that I haue so often met in the Forrest he hath bin a Courtier he sweares Clo. If any man doubt that let him put mee to my purgation I haue trod a measure I haue flattred a Lady I haue bin politicke with my friend smooth with mine enemie I haue vndone three Tailors I haue had foure quarrels and like to haue fought one Iaq. And how was that tane vp Clo. 'Faith we met and found the quarrel was vpon the seuenth cause Iaq. How seuenth cause Good my Lord like this fellow Du. Se. I like him very well Clo. Godâild you sir I desire you
haue some goodly Iest in hand She will not come she bids you come to her Petr. Worse and worse she will not come Oh vilde intollerable not to be indur'd Sirra Grumio goe to your Mistris Say I command her come to me Exit Hor. I know her answere Pet. What Hor. She will not Petr. The fouler fortune mine and there an end Enter Katerina Bap. Now by my hollidam here comes Katerina Kat. What is your will sir that you send for me Petr. Where is your sister and Hortensios wife Kate. They sit conferring by the Parler fire Petr. Goe fetch them hither if they denie to come Swinge me them soundly forth vnto their husbands Away I say and bring them hither straight Luc. Here is a wonder if you talke of a wonder Hor. And so it is I wonder what it boads Petr. Marrie peace it boads and loue and quiet life An awfull rule and right supremicie And to be short what not that 's sweete and happie Bap. Now faire befall thee good Petruchio The wager thou hast won and I will adde Vnto their losses twentie thousand crownes Another dowrie to another daughter For she is chang'd as she had neuer bin Petr. Nay I will win my wager better yet And show more signe of her obedience Her new built vertue and obedience Enter Kate Bianca and Widdow See where she comes and brings your froward Wiues As prisoners to her womanlie perswasion Katerine that Cap of yours becomes you not Off with that bable throw it vnderfoote Wid. Lord let me neuer haue a cause to sigh Till I be brought to such a sillie passe Bian. Fie what a foolish dutie call you this Luc. I would your dutie were as foolish too The wisdome of your dutie faire Bianca Hath cost me fiue hundred crownes since supper time Bian. The more foole you for laying on my dutie Pet. Katherine I charge thee tell these head-strong women what dutie they doe owe their Lords and husbands Wid. Come come your mocking we will haue no telling Pet. Come on I say and first begin with her Wid. She shall not Pet. I say she shall and first begin with her Kate. Fie fie vnknit that thretaning vnkinde brow And dart not scornefull glances from those eies To wound thy Lord thy King thy Gouernour It blots thy beautie as frosts doe bite the Meads Confounds thy fame as whirlewinds shake faire budds And in no sence is meete or amiable A woman mou'd is like a fountaine troubled Muddie ill seeming thicke hereft of beautie And while it is so none so dry or thirstie Will daigne to sip or touch one drop of it Thy husband is thy Lord thy life thy keeper Thy head thy soueraigne One that cares for thee And for thy maintenance Commits his body To painfull labour both by sea and land To watch the night in stormes the day in cold Whil'st thou ly'st warme at home secure and safe And craues no other tribute at thy hands But loue faire lookes and true obedience Too little payment for so great a debt Such dutie as the subiect owes the Prince Euen such a woman oweth to her husband And when she is froward peeuish sullen sowre And not obedient to his honest will What is she but a foule contending Rebell And gracelesse Traitor to her louing Lord I am asham'd that women are so simple To offer warre where they should kneele for peace Or seeke for rule supremacie and sway When they are bound to serue loue and obay Why are our bodies soft and weake and smooth Vnapt to toyle and trouble in the world But that our soft conditions and our harts Should well agree with our externall parts Come come you froward and vnable wormes My minde hath bin as bigge as one of yours My heart as great my reason haplie more To bandie word for word and frowne for frowne But now I see our Launces are but strawes Our strength as weake our weakenesse past compare That seeming to be most which we indeed least are Then vale your stomackes for it is no boote And place your hands below your husbands foote In token of which dutie if he please My hand is readie may it do him ease Pet. Why there 's a wench Come on and kisse mee Kate. Luc. Well go thy waies olde Lad for thou shalt ha 't Vin. T is a good hearing when children are toward Luc. But a harsh hearing when women are froward Pet. Come Kate weee'le to bed We three are married but you two are sped 'T was I wonne the wager though you hit the white And being a winner God giue you good night Exit Petruchio Horten. Now goe thy wayes thou hast tam'd a curst Shrow Luc. T is a wonder by your leaue she wil be tam'd so FINIS ALL' 's Well that Ends Well Actus primus Scoena Prima Enter yong Bertram Count of Rossillion his Mother and Helena Lord Lafew all in blacke Mother IN deliuering my sonne from me I burie a second husband Ros And I in going Madam weep ore my fathers death anew but I must attend his maiesties command to whom I am now in Ward euermore in subiection Laf. You shall find of the King a husband Madame you sir a father He that so generally is at all times good must of necessitie hold his vertue to you whose worthinesse would stirre it vp where it wanted rather then lack it where there is such abundance Mo. What hope is there of his Maiesties amendment Laf. He hath abandon'd his Phisitions Madam vnder whose practises he hath persecuted time with hope and finds no other aduantage in the processe but onely the loosing of hope by time Mo. This yong Gentlewoman had a father O that had how sad a passage t is whose skill was almost as great as his honestie had it stretch'd so far would haue made nature immortall and death should haue play for lacke of worke Would for the Kings sake hee were liuing I thinke it would be the death of the Kings disease Laf. How call'd you the man you speake of Madam Mo. He was famous sir in his profession and it was his great right to be so Gerard de Narbon Laf. He was excellent indeed Madam the King very latelie spoke of him admiringly and mourningly hee was skilfull enough to haue liu'd stil if knowledge could be set vp against mortallitie Ros What is it my good Lord the King languishes of Laf. A Fistula my Lord. Ros I heard not of it before Laf. I would it were not notorious Was this Gentlewoman the Daughter of Gerard de Narbon Mo. His sole childe my Lord and bequeathed to my ouer looking I haue those hopes of her good that her education promises her dispositions shee inherits which makes faire gifts fairer for where an vncleane mind carries vertuous qualities there commendations go with pitty they are vertues and traitors too in her they are the better for their simplenesse she deriues her honestie and atcheeues her goodnesse Lafew Your
which I am a wearie of he that ere 's my Land spares my teame and giues mee leaue to Inne the crop if I be his cuckold hee 's my drudge he that comforts my wife is the cherisher of my flesh and blood hee that cherishes my flesh and blood loues my flesh and blood he that loues my flesh and blood is my friend ergo he that kisses my wife is my friend if men could be contented to be what they are there were no feare in marriage for yong Charbon the Puritan and old Poysam the Papist how somere their hearts are seuer'd in Religion their heads are both one they may ioule horns together like any Deare i' th Herd Cou. Wilt thou euer be a foule mouth'd and calumnious knaue Clo. A Prophet I Madam and I speake the truth the next waie for I the Ballad will repeate which men full true shall finde your marriage comes by destinie your Cuckow sings by kinde Cou. Get you gone sir I le talke with you more anon Stew. May it please you Madam that hee bid Hellen come to you of her I am to speake Cou. Sirra tell my gentlewoman I would speake with her Hellen I meane Clo. Was this faire face the cause quoth she Why the Grecians sacked Troy Fond done done fond was this King Priams ioy With that she sighed as she stood bis And gaue this sentence then among nine bad if one be good among nine bad if one be good there 's yet one good in ten Cou. What one good in tenne you corrupt the song sirra Clo. One good woman in ten Madam which is a purifying ath ' song would God would serue the world so all the yeere weed finde no fault with the tithe woman if I were the Parson one in ten quoth a and wee might haue a good woman borne but ore euerie blazing starre or at an earthquake 't would mend the Lotterie well a man may draw his heart out ere a plucke one Cou. You le begone sir knaue and doe as I command you Clo. That man should be at womans command and yet no hurt done though honestie be no Puritan yet it will doe no hurt it will weare the Surplis of humilitie ouer the blacke-Gowne of a bigge heart I am going forsooth the businesse is for Helen to come hither Exit Cou. Well now Stew. I know Madam you loue your Gentlewoman intirely Cou. Faith I doe her Father bequeath'd her to mee and she her selfe without other aduantage may lawfullie make title to as much loue as shee findes there is more owing her then is paid and more shall be paid her then shee le demand Stew. Madam I was verie late more neere her then I thinke shee wisht mee alone shee was and did communicate to her selfe her owne words to her owne eares shee thought I dare vowe for her they toucht not anie stranger sence her matter was shee loued your Sonne Fortune shee said was no goddesse that had put such difference betwixt their two estates Loue no god that would not extend his might onelie where qualities were leuell Queene of Virgins that would suffer her poore Knight surpris'd without rescue in the first assault or ransome afterward This shee deliuer'd in the most bitter touch of sorrow that ere I heard Virgin exclaime in which I held my dutie speedily to acquaint you withall sithence in the losse that may happen it concernes you something to know it Cou. You haue discharg'd this honestlie keepe it to your selfe manie likelihoods inform'd mee of this before which hung so tottring in the ballance that I could neither beleeue nor misdoubt praie you leaue mee stall this in your bosome and I thanke you for your honest care I will speake with you further anon Exit Steward Enter Hellen. Old Cou. Euen so it vvas vvith me when I was yong If euer vve are natures these are ours this thorne Doth to our Rose of youth righlie belong Our bloud to vs this to our blood is borne It is the show and seale of natures truth Where loues strong passion is imprest in youth By our remembrances of daies forgon Such were our faults or then we thought them none Her eie is sicke on 't I obserue her now Hell What is your pleasure Madam Ol. Cou. You know Hellen I am a mother to you Hell Mine honorable Mistris Ol. Cou. Nay a mother why not a mother when I sed a mother Me thought you saw a serpent what 's in mother That you start at it I say I am your mother And put you in the Catalogue of those That were enwombed mine 't is often seene Adoption striues vvith nature and choise breedes A natiue slip to vs from forraine seedes You nere opprest me with a mothers groane Yet I expresse to you a mothers care Gods mercie maiden dos it curd thy blood To say I am thy mother vvhat 's the matter That this distempered messenger of wet The manie colour'd Iris rounds thine eye Why that you are my daughter Hell That I am not Old Cou. I say I am your Mother Hell Pardon Madam The Count Rosillion cannot be my brother I am from humble he from honored name No note vpon my Parents his all noble My Master my deere Lord he is and I His seruant liue and will his vassall die He must not be my brother Ol. Cou. Nor I your Mother Hell You are my mother Madam would you were So that my Lord your sonne were not my brother Indeede my mother or were you both our mothers I care no more for then I doe for heauen So I were not his sister cant no other But I your daughter he must be my brother Old Cou. Yes Hellen you might be my daughter in law God shield you meane it not daughter and mother So striue vpon your pulse vvhat pale agen My feare hath catcht your fondnesse now I see The mistrie of your louelinesse and finde Your salt teares head now to all sence 't is grosse You loue my sonne inuention is asham'd Against the proclamation of thy passion To say thou doost not therefore tell me true But tell me then 't is so for looke thy cheekes Confesse it ' ton tooth to th' other and thine eies See it so grosely showne in thy behauiours That in their kinde they speake it onely sinne And hellish obstinacie tye thy tongue That truth should be suspected speake i st so If it be so you haue wound a goodly clewe If it be not forsweare't how ere I charge thee As heauen shall worke in me for thine auaile To tell me truelie Hell Good Madam pardon me Cou. Do you loue my Sonne Hell Your pardon noble Mistris Cou. Loue you my Sonne Hell Doe not you loue him Madam Cou. Goe not about my loue hath in 't a bond Whereof the world takes note Come come disclose The state of your affection for your passions Haue to the full appeach'd Hell Then I confesse Here on my knee before high heauen and you
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 Muâkos 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 reâania 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.
bare Laf. A scarre nobly got Or a noble scarre is a good liu'rie of honor So belike is that Clo. But it is your carbinado'd face Laf. Let vs go see your sonne I pray you I long to talke With the yong noble souldier Clowne Faith there 's a dozen of em with delicate fine hats and most courteous feathers which bow the head and nod at euerie man Exeunt Actus Quintus Enter Hellen Widdow and Diana with two Attendants Hel. But this exceeding posting day and night Must wear your spirits low we cannot helpe it But since you haue made the daies and nights as one To weare your gentle limbes in my affayres Be bold you do so grow in my requitall As nothing can vnroote you In happie time Enter a gentle Astringer This man may helpe me to his Maiesties eare If he would spend his power God saue you sir Gent. And you Hel. Sir I haue seene you in the Court of France Gent. I haue beene sometimes there Hel. I do presume sir that you are not falne From the report that goes vpon your goodnesse And therefore goaded with most sharpe occasions Which lay nice manners by I put you to The vse of your owne vertues for the which I shall continue thankefull Gent. What 's your will Hel. That it will please you To giue this poore petition to the King And ayde me with that store of power you haue To come into his presence Gen. The Kings not heere Hel. Not heere sir Gen. Not indeed He hence remou'd last night and with more hast Then is his vse Wid. Lord how we loose our paines Hel. All 's well that ends well yet Though time seeme so aduerse and meanes vnfit I do beseech you whither is he gone Gent. Marrie as I take it to Rossillion Whither I am going Hel. I do beseech you sir Since you are like to see the King before me Commend the paper to his gracious hand Which I presume shall render you no blame But rather make you thanke your paines for it I will come after you with what good speede Our meanes will make vs meanes Gent. This I le do for you Hel. And you shall finde your selfe to be well thankt what e're falles more We must to horse againe Go go prouide Enter Clowne and Parrolles Par. Good M r Lauatch giue my Lord Lafew this letter I haue ere now sir beene better knowne to you when I haue held familiaritie with fresher cloathes but I am now sir muddied in fortunes mood and smell somewhat strong of her strong displeasure Clo. Truely Fortunes displeasure is but sluttish if it smell so strongly as thou speak'st of I will hencefoorth eate no Fish of Fortunes butt'ring Pre thee alow the winde Par. Nay you neede not to stop your nose sir I spake but by a Metaphor Clo. Indeed sir if your Metaphor stinke I will stop my nose or against any mans Metaphor Prethe get thee further Par. Pray you sir deliuer me this paper Clo. Foh prethee stand away a paper from fortunes close-stoole to giue to a Nobleman Looke heere he comes himselfe Enter Lafew Clo. Heere is a purre of Fortunes sir or of Fortunes Cat but not a Muscat that ha's falne into the vncleane fish-pond of her displeasure and as he sayes is muddied withall Pray you sir vse the Carpe as you may for he lookes like a poore decayed ingenious foolish rascally knaue I doe pittie his distresse in my smiles of comfort and leaue him to your Lordship Par. My Lord I am a man whom fortune hath cruelly scratch'd Laf. And what would you haue me to doe 'T is too late to paire her nailes now Wherein haue you played the knaue with fortune that she should scratch you who of her selfe is a good Lady and would not haue knaues thriue long vnder There 's a Cardecue for you Let the Iustices make you and fortune friends I am for other businesse Par. I beseech your honour to heare mee one single word Laf. you begge a single peny more Come you shall haât saue your word Par. My name my good Lord is Parrolles Laf. You begge more then word then Cox my passion giue me your hand How does your drumme Par. O my good Lord you were the first that found mee Laf. Was I insooth And I was the first that lost thee Par. It lies in you my Lord to bring me in some grace for you did bring me out Laf. Out vpon thee knaue doest thou put vpon mee at once both the offiee of God and the diuel one brings thee in grace and the other brings thee out The Kings comming I know by his Trumpets Sirrah inquire further after me I had talke of you last night though you are a foole and a knaue you shall eate go too follow Par. I praise God for you Flourish Enter King old Lady Lafew the two French Lords with attendants Kin. We lost a Iewell of her and our esteeme Was made much poorer by it but your sonne As mad in folly lack'd the sence to know Her estimation home Old La. 'T is past my Liege And I beseech your Maiestie to make it Naturall rebellion done i' th blade of youth When oyle and fire too strong for reasons force Ore-beares it and burnes on Kin. My honour'd Lady I haue forgiuen and forgotten all Though my reuenges were high bent vpon him And watch'd the time to shoote Laf. This I must say But first I begge my pardon the yong Lord Did to his Maiesty his Mother and his Ladie Offence of mighty note but to himselfe The greatest wrong of all He lost a wife Whose beauty did astonish the suruey Of richest eies whose words all eares tooke captiue Whose deere perfection hearts that scorn'd to serue Humbly call'd Mistris Kin. Praising what is lost Makes the remembrance deere Well call him hither We are reconcil'd and the first view shall kill All repetition Let him not aske our pardon The nature of his great offence is dead And deeper then obliuion we do burie Th' incensing reliques of it Let him approach A stranger no offender and informe him So 't is our will he should Gent. I shall my Liege Kin. What sayes he to your daughter Haue you spoke Laf. All that he is hath reference to your Highnes Kin. Then shall we haue a match I haue letters sent me that sets him high in fame Enter Count Bertram Laf. He lookes well on 't Kin. I am not a day of season For thou maist see a sun-shine and a haile In me at once But to the brightest beames Distracted clouds giue way so stand thou forth The time is faire againe Ber. My high repented blames Deere Soueraigne pardon to me Kin. All is whole Not one word more of the consumed time Let 's take the instant by the forward top For we are old and on our quick'st decrees Th' inaudible and noiselesse foot of time Steales ere we can effect them You remember The daughter of this Lord Ber.
Admiringly my Liege at first I stucke my choice vpon her ere my heart Durst make too bold a herauld of my tongue Where the impression of mine eye enfixing Contempt his scornfull Perspectiue did lend me Which warpt the line of euerie other fauour Scorn'd a faire colour or exprest it stolne Extended or contracted all proportions To a most hideous obiect Thence it came That she whom all men prais'd and whom my selfe Since I haue lost haue lou'd was in mine eye The dust that did offend it Kin. Well excus'd That thou didst loue her strikes some scores away From the great compt but loue that comes too late Like a remorsefull pardon slowly carried To the great sender turnes a sowre offence Crying that 's good that 's gone Our rash faults Make triuiall price of serious things we haue Not knowing them vntill we know their graue Oft our displeasures to our selues vniust Destroy our friends and after weepe their dust Our owne loue waking cries to see what 's don e While shamefull hate sleepes out the afternoone Be this sweet Helens knell and now forget her Send forth your amorous token for faire Maudlin The maine consents are had and heere wee 'l stay To see our widdowers second marriage day Which better then the first O deere heauen blesse Or ere they meete in me O Nature cesse Laf. Come on my sonne in whom my houses name Must be digested giue a fauour from you To sparkle in the spirits of my daughter That she may quickly come By my old beard And eu'rie haire that 's on 't Helen that 's dead Was a sweet creature such a ring as this The last that ere I tooke her leaue at Court I saw vpon her finger Ber. Hers it was not King Now pray you let me see it For mine eye While I was speaking oft was fasten'd too 't This Ring was mine and when I gaue it Hellen I bad her if her fortunes euer stoode Necessitied to helpe that by this token I would releeue her Had you that craft to reaue her Of what should stead her most Ber. My gracious Soueraigne How ere it pleases you to take it so The ring was neuer hers Old La. Sonne on my life I haue seene her weare it and she reckon'd it At her liues rate Laf. I am sure I saw her weare it Ber. You are deceiu'd my Lord she neuer saw it In Florence was it from a casement throwne mee Wrap'd in a paper which contain'd the name Of her that threw it Noble she was and thought I stood ingag'd but when I had subscrib'd To mine owne fortune and inform'd her fully I could not answer in that course of Honour As she had made the ouerture she ceast In heauie satisfaction and would neuer Receiue the Ring againe Kin. Platus himselfe That knowes the tinct and multiplying med'cine Hath not in natures mysterie more science Then I haue in this Ring 'T was mine 't was Helens Who euer gaue it you then if you know That you are well acquainted with your selfe Confesse 't was hers and by what rough enforcement You got it from her She call'd the Saints to suretie That she would neuer put it from her finger Vnlesse she gaue it to your selfe in bed Where you haue neuer come or sent it vs Vpon her great disaster Ber. She neuer saw it Kin. Thou speak'st it falsely as I loue mine Honor And mak'st connecturall feares to come into me Which I would faine shut out if it should proue That thou art so inhumane 't will not proue so And yet I know not thou didst hate her deadly And she is dead which nothing but to close Her eyes my selfe could win me to beleeue More then to see this Ring Take him away My fore-past proofes how ere the matter fall Shall taze my feares of little vanitie Hauing vainly fear'd too little Away with him Wee 'l sift this matter further Ber. If you shall proue This Ring was euer hers you shall as easie Proue that I husbanded her bed in Florence Where yet she neuer was Enter a Gentleman King I am wrapâd in dismall thinkings Gen. Gracious Soueraigne Whether I haue beene too blame or no I know not Here 's a petition from a Florentine Who hath for foure or fiue remoues come short To tender it her selfe I vndertooke it Vanquish'd thereto by the faire grace and speech Of the poore suppliant who by this I know Is heere attending her businesse lookes in her With an importing visage and she told me In a sweet verball breefe it did concerne Your Highnesse with her selfe A Letter Vpon his many protestations to marrie mee when his wife was dead I blush to say it he wonne me Now is the Count Rossillion a Widdower his vowes are forfeited to mee and my honors payed to him Hee stole from Florence taking no leaue and I follow him to his Countrey for Iustice Grant it me O King in you it best lies otherwise a seducer flourishes and a poore Maid is vndone Diana Capilet Laf. I will buy me a sonne in Law in a faire and toule for this I le none of him Kin. The heauens haue thought well on thee Lafew To bring forth this discou'rie seeke these sutors Go speedily and bring againe the Count. Enter Bertram I am a-feard the life of Hellen Ladie Was fowly snatcht Old La. Now iustice on the doers King I wonder sir sir wiues are monsters to you And that you flye them as you sweare them Lordship Yet you desire to marry What woman 's that Enter Widdow Diana and Parrolles Dia. I am my Lord a wretched Florentine Deriued from the ancient Capilet My suite as I do vnderstand you know And therefore know how farre I may be pittied Wid. I am her Mother sir whose age and honour Both suffer vnder this complaint we bring And both shall cease without your remedie King Come hether Count do you know these Women Ber. My Lord I neither can nor will denie But that I know them do they charge me further Dia. Why do you looke so strange vpon your wife Ber. She 's none of mine my Lord. Dia. If you shall marrie You giue away this hand and that is mine You giue away heauens vowes and those are mine You giue away my selfe which is knowne mine For I by vow am so embodied yours That she which marries you must marrie me Either both or none Laf. your reputation comes too short for my daughter you are no husband for her Ber. My Lord this is a fond and desperate creature Whom sometime I haue laugh'd with Let your highnes Lay a more noble thought vpon mine honour Then for to thinke that I would sinke it heere Kin. Sir for my thoughts you haue them il to friend Till your deeds gaine them fairer proue your honor Then in my thought it lies Dian. Good my Lord Aske him vpon his oath if hee do's thinke He had not my virginity Kin. What saist thou to her Ber. She 's impudent my
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
of woman i st Vio Of your complection Du. She is not worth thee then What yeares ifaith Vio. About your yeeres my Lord. Du. Too old by heauen Let still the woman take An elder then her selfe so weares she to him So swayes she leuell in her husbands heart For boy howeuer we do praise our seiues Our fancies are more giddie and vnfirme More longing wauering sooner lost and worne Then womens are Vio I thinke it well my Lord. Du. Then let thy Loue be yonger then thy selfe Or thy affection cannot hold the bent For women are as Roses whose faire flowre Being once displaid doth fall that verie howre Vio. And so they are alas that they are so To die euen when they to perfection grow Enter Curio Clowne Du. O fellow come the song we had last night Marke it Cesario it is old and plaine The Spinsters and the Knitters in the Sun And the free maides that weaue their thred with bones Do vse to chaunt it it is silly sooth And dallies with the innocence of loue Like the old age Clo. Are you ready Sir Duke I prethee sing Musicke The Song Come away come away death And in sad cypresse let me be laide Fye away fie away breath I am slaine by a faire cruell maide My shrowd of white stuck all with Ew O prepare it My part of death no one so true did share it Not a flower not a flower sweete On my blacke coffin let there be strewne Not a friend not a friend greet My poore corpes where my bones shall be throwne A thousand thousand sighes to saue lay me ô where Sad true louer neuer find my graue to weepe there Du. There 's for thy paines Clo. No paines sir I take pleasure in singing sir Du. I le pay thy pleasure then Clo. Truely sir and pleasure will be paide one time or another Du. Giue me now leaue to leaue thee Clo. Now the melancholly God protect thee and the Tailor make thy doublet of changeable Taffata for thy minde is a very Opall I would haue men of such constancie put to Sea that their businesse might be euery thing and their intent euerie where for that 's it that alwayes makes a good voyage of nothing Farewell Exit Du. Let all the rest giue place Once more Cesario Get thee to yond same soueraigne crueltie Tell her my loue more noble then the world Prizes not quantitie of dirtie lands The parts that fortune hath bestow'd vpon her Tell her I hold as giddily as Fortune But 't is that miracle and Queene of Iems That nature prankes her in attracts my soule Vio. But if she cannot loue you sir Du. It cannot be so answer'd Vio. Sooth but you must Say that some Lady as perhappes there is Hath for your loue as great a pang of heart As you haue for Oliuia you cannot loue her You tel her so Must she not then be answer'd Du. There is no womans sides Can bide the beating of so strong a passion As loue doth giue my heart no womans heart So bigge to hold so much they lacke retention Alas their loue may be call'd appetite No motion of the Liuer but the Pallat That suffer surfet cloyment and reuolt But mine is all as hungry as the Sea And can digest as much make no compare Betweene that loue a woman can beare me And that I owe Oliuia Vio I but I know Du. What dost thou knowe Vio Too well what loue women to men may owe In faith they are as true of heart as we My Father had a daughter lou'd a man As it might be perhaps were I a woman I should your Lordship Du. And what 's her history Vio. A blanke my Lord she neuer told her loue But let concealment like a worme i' th budde Feede on her damaske cheeke she pin'd in thought And with a greene and yellow melancholly She sate like Patience on a Monument Smiling at greefe Was not this loue indeede We men may say more sweare more but indeed Our shewes are more then will for still we proue Much in our vowes but little in our loue Du. But di'de thy sister of her loue my Boy Vio. I am all the daughters of my Fathers house And all the brothers too and yet I know not Sir shall I to this Lady Du. I that 's the Theame To her in haste giue her this Iewell say My loue can giue no place bide no denay exeunt Scena Quinta Enter Sir Toby Sir Andrew and Fabian To. Come thy wayes Signior Fabian Fab. Nay I le come if I loose a scruple of this sport let me be boyl'd to death with Melancholly To. Wouldst thou not be glad to haue the niggardly Rascally sheepe-biter come by some notable shame Fa. I would exult man you know he brought me out o' fauour with my Lady about a Beare-baiting heere To. To anger him wee 'l haue the Beare againe and we will foole him blacke and blew shall we not sir Andrew An. And we do not it is pittie of our liues Enter Maria. To. Heere comes the little villaine How now my Mettle of India Mar. Get ye all three into the box tree Maluolio's comming downe this walke he has beene yonder i' the Sunne practising behauiour to his own shadow this halfe houre obserue him for the loue of Mockerie for I know this Letter wil make a contemplatiue Ideot of him Close in the name of ieasting lye thou there for heere comes the Trowt that must be caught with tickling Exit Enter Maluolio Mal. 'T is but Fortune all is fortune Maria once told me she did affect me and I haue heard her self come thus neere that should shee fancie it should bee one of my complection Besides she vses me with a more exalted respect then any one else that followes her What should I thinke on 't To. Heere 's an ouer-weening rogue Fa. Oh peace Contemplation makes a rare Turkey Cocke of him how he iets vnder his aduanc'd plumes And. Slight I could so beate the Rogue To. Peace I say Mal. To be Count Maluolio To. Ah Rogue An. Pistoll him pistoll him To. Peace peace Mal. There is example for 't The Lady of the Strachy married the yeoman of the wardrobe An. Fie on him Iezabel Fa. O peace now he 's deepely in looke how imagination blowes him Mal. Hauing beene three moneths married to her sitting in my state To. O for a stone-bow to hit him in the eye Mal. Calling my Officers about me in my branch'd Veluet gowne hauing come from a day bedde where I haue left Oliuia sleeping To. Fire and Brimstone Fa. O peace peace Mal. And then to haue the humor of state and after a demure trauaile of regard telling them I knowe my place as I would they should doe theirs to aske for my kinsman Toby To. Boltes and shackles Fa. Oh peace peace peace now now Mal. Seauen of my people with an obedient start make out for him I frowne the while and perchance winde vp
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 ât 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 heeâs 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
Shall be when your first Queene's againe in breath Neuer till then Enter a Seruant Ser. One that giues out himselfe Prince Florizell Sonne of Polixenes with his Princesse she The fairest I haue yet beheld desires accesse To your high presence Leo. What with him he comes not Like to his Fathers Greatnesse his approach So out of circumstance and suddaine tells vs 'T is not a Visitation fram'd but forc'd By need and accident What Trayne Ser. But few And those but meane Leo. His Princesse say you with him Ser. I the most peerelesse peece of Earth I thinke That ere the Sunne shone bright on Paul Oh Hermione As euery present Time doth boast it selfe Aboue a better gone so must thy Graue Giue way to what 's seene now Sir you your selfe Haue said and writ so but your writing now Is colder then that Theame she had not beene Nor was not to be equall'd thus your Verse Flow'd with her Beautie once 't is shrewdly ebb'd To say you haue seene a better Ser. Pardon Madame The one I haue almost forgot your pardon The other when she ha's obtayn'd your Eye Will haue your Tongue too This is a Creature Would she begin a Sect might quench the zealâ Of all Professors else make Proselytes Of who she but bid follow Paul How not women Ser. Women will loue her that she is a Woman More worth then any Man Men that she is The rarest of all Women Leo. Goe Cleomines Your selfe assisted with your honor'd Friends Bring them to our embracement Still 't is strange He thus should steale vpon vs. Exit Paul Had our Prince Iewell of Children seene this houre he had payr'd Well with this Lord there was not full a moneth Betweene their births Leo. 'Prethee no more cease thou know'st He dyes to me againe when talk'd-of sure When I shall see this Gentleman thy speeches Will bring me to consider that which may Vnfurnish me of Reason They are come Enter Florizell Perdita Cleomines and others Your Mother was most true to Wedlock Prince For she did print your Royall Father off Conceiuing you Were I but twentie one Your Fathers Image is so hit in you His very ayre that I should call you Brother As I did him and speake of something wildly By vs perform'd before Most dearely welcome And your faire Princesse Goddesse oh alas I lost a couple that 'twixt Heauen and Earth Might thus haue stood begetting wonder as You gracious Couple doe and then I lost All mine owne Folly the Societie Amitie too of your braue Father whom Though bearing Miserie I desire my life Once more to looke on him Flo. By his command Haue I here touch'd Sicilia and from him Giue you all greetings that a King at friend Can send his Brother and but Infirmitie Which waits vpon worne times hath something seiz'd His wish'd Abilitie he had himselfe The Lands and Waters 'twixt your Throne and his Measur'd to looke vpon you whom he loues He bad me say so more then all the Scepters And those that beare them liuing Leo. Oh my Brother Good Gentleman the wrongs I haue done thee stirre Afresh within me and these thy offices So rarely kind are as Interpreters Of my behind-hand slacknesse Welcome hither As is the Spring to th' Earth And hath he too Expos'd this Paragon to th' fearefull vsage At least vngentle of the dreadfull Neptune To greet a man not worth her paines much lesse Th' aduenture of her person Flo. Good my Lord She came from Libia Leo. Where the Warlike Smalus That Noble honor'd Lord is fear'd and lou'd Flo. Most Royall Sir From thence from him whose Daughter His Teares proclaym'd his parting with her thence A prosperous South-wind friendly we haue cross'd To execute the Charge my Father gaue me For visiting your Highnesse My best Traine I haue from your Sicilian Shores dismiss'd Who for Bohemia bend to signifie Not onely my successe in Libia Sir But my arriuall and my Wifes in safetie Here where we are Leo. The blessed Gods Purge all Infection from our Ayre whilest you Doe Clymate here you haue a holy Father A gracefull Gentleman against whose person So sacred as it is I haue done sinne For which the Heauens taking angry note Haue left me Issue-lesse and your Father 's bless'd As he from Heauen merits it with you Worthy his goodnesse What might I haue been Might I a Sonne and Daughter now haue look'd on Such goodly things as you Enter a Lord. Lord. Most Noble Sir That which I shall report will beare no credit Were not the proofe so nigh Please you great Sir Bohemia greets you from himselfe by me Desires you to attach his Sonne who ha's His Dignitie and Dutie both cast off Fled from his Father from his Hopes and with A Shepheards Daughter Leo. Where 's Bohemia speake Lord. Here in your Citie I now came from him I speake amazedly and it becomes My meruaile and my Message To your Court Whiles he was hastning in the Chase it seemes Of this faire Couple meetes he on the way The Father of this seeming Lady and Her Brother hauing both their Countrey quitted With this young Prince Flo. Camillo ha's betray'd me Whose honor and whose honestie till now Endur'd all Weathers Lord. Lay 't so to his charge He 's with the King your Father Leo. Who Camillo Lord. Camillo Sir I spake with him who now Ha's these poore men in question Neuer saw I Wretches so quake they kneele they kisse the Earth Forsweare themselues as often as they speake Bohemia stops his eares and threatens them With diuers deaths in death Perd. Oh my poore Father The Heauen sets Spyes vpon vs will not haue Our Contract celebrated Leo. You are marryed Flo. We are not Sir nor are we like to be The Starres I see will kisse the Valleyes first The oddes for high and low's alike Leo. My Lord Is this the Daughter of a King Flo. She is When once she is my Wife Leo. That once I see by your good Fathers speed Will come-on very slowly I am sorry Most sorry you haue broken from his liking Where you were ty'd in dutie and as sorry Your Choise is not so rich in Worth as Beautie That you might well enioy her Flo. Deare looke vp Though Fortune visible an Enemie Should chase vs with my Father powre no iot Hath she to change our Loues Beseech you Sir Remember since you ow'd no more to Time Then I doe now with thought of such Affections Stop forth mine Aduocate at your request My Father will graunt precious things as Trifles Leo. Would he doe so I 'ld beg your precious Mistris Which he counts but a Trifle Paul Sir my Liege Your eye hath too much youth in 't not a moneth 'Fore your Queene dy'd she was more worth such gazes Then what you looke on now Leo. I thought of her Euen in these Lookes I made But your Petition Is yet vn-answer'd I will to your Father Your Honor not o're-throwne by your
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 caÌnot 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
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
Title to the Crowne of France Hugh Capet also who vsurpt the Crowne Of Charles the Duke of Loraine sole Heire male Of the true Line and Stock of Charles the Great To find his Title with some shewes of truth Though in pure truth it was corrupt and naught Conuey'd himselfe as th' Heire to th' Lady Lingare Daughter to Charlemaine who was the Sonne To Lewes the Emperour and Lewes the Sonne Of Charles the Great also King Lewes the Tenth Who was sole Heire to the Vsurper Capet Could not keepe quiet in his conscience Wearing the Crowne of France 'till satisfied That faire Queene Isabel his Grandmother Was Lineall of the Lady Ermengare Daughter to Charles the foresaid Duke of Loraine By the which Marriage the Lyne of Charles the Great Was re-vnited to the Crowne of France So that as cleare as is the Summers Sunne King Pepins Title and Hugh Capets Clayme King Lewes his satisfaction all appeare To hold in Right and Title of the Female So doe the Kings of France vnto this day Howbeit they would hold vp this Salique Law To barre your Highnesse clayming from the Female And rather chuse to hide them in a Net Then amply to imbarre their crooked Titles Vsurpt from you and your Progenitors King May I with right and conscience make this claim Bish Cant. The sinne vpon my head dread Soueraigne For in the Booke of Numbers is it writ When the man dyes let the Inheritance Descend vnto the Daughter Gracious Lord Stand for your owne vnwind your bloody Flagge Looke back into your mightie Ancestors Goe my dread Lord to your great Grandsires Tombe From whom you clayme inuoke his Warlike Spirit And your Great Vnckles Edward the Black Prince Who on the French ground play'd a Tragedie Making defeat on the full Power of France Whiles his most mightie Father on a Hill Stood smiling to behold his Lyons Whelpe Forrage in blood of French Nobilitie O Noble English that could entertaine With halfe their Forces the full pride of France And let another halfe stand laughing by All out of worke and cold for action Bish Awake remembrance of these valiant dead And with your puissant Arme renew their Feats You are their Heire you sit vpon their Throne The Blood and Courage that renowned them Runs in your Veines and my thrice-puissant Liege Is in the very May-Morne of his Youth Ripe for Exploits and mightie Enterprises Exe. Your Brother Kings and Monarchs of the Earth Doe all expect that you should rowse your selfe As did the former Lyons of your Blood West They know your Grace hath cause and means and might So hath your Highnesse neuer King of England Had Nobles richer and more loyall Subiects Whose hearts haue left their bodyes here in England And lye pauillion'd in the fields of France Bish Can. O let their bodyes follow my deare Liege With Bloods and Sword and Fire to win your Right In ayde whereof we of the Spiritualtie Will rayse your Highnesse such a mightie Summe As neuer did the Clergie at one time Bring in to any of your Ancestors King We must not onely arme t' inuade the French But lay downe our proportions to defend Against the Scot who will make roade vpon vs With all aduantages Bish Can. They of those Marches gracious Soueraign Shall be a Wall sufficient to defend Our in-land from the pilfering Borderers King We do not meane the coursing snatchers onely But feare the maine intendment of the Scot Who hath been still a giddy neighbour to vs For you shall reade that my great Grandfather Neuer went with his forces into France But that the Scot on his vnfurnisht Kingdome Came pouring like the Tyde into a breach With ample and brim fulnesse of his force Galling the gleaned Land with hot Assayes Girding with grieuous siege Castles and Townes That England being emptie of defence Hath shooke and trembled at th' ill neighbourhood B. Can. She hath bin theÌ more fear'd theÌ harm'd my Liege For heare her but exampl'd by her selfe When all her Cheualrie hath been in France And shee a mourning Widdow of her Nobles Shee hath her selfe not onely well defended But taken and impounded as a Stray The King of Scots whom shee did send to France To fill King Edwards fame with prisoner Kings And make their Chronicle as rich with prayse As is the Owse and bottome of the Sea With sunken Wrack and sum-lesse Treasuries Bish Ely But there 's a saying very old and true If that you will France win then with Scotland first begin For once the Eagle England being in prey To her vnguarded Nest the Weazell Scot Comes sneaking and so sucks her Princely Egges Playing the Mouse in absence of the Cat To tame and hauocke more then she can eate Exet. It followes then the Cat must stay at home Yet that is but a crush'd necessity Since we haue lockes to safegard necessaries And pretty traps to catch the petty theeues While that the Armed hand doth fight abroad Th' aduised head defends it selfe at home For Gouernment though high and low and lower Put into parts doth keepe in one consent Congreeing in a full and natural close Like Musicke Cant. Therefore doth heauen diuide The state of man in diuers functions Setting endeuour in continual motion To which is fixed as an ayme or butt Obedience for so worke the Hony Bees Creatures that by a rule in Nature teach The Act of Order to a peopled Kingdome They haue a King and Officers of sorts Where some like Magistrates correct at home Others like Merchants venter Trade abroad Others like Souldiers armed in their stings Make boote vpon the Summer Veluet buddes Which pillage they with merry march bring home To the Tent-royal of their Emperor Who busied in his Maiesties surueyes The singing Masons building roofes of Gold The ciuil Citizens kneading vp the hony The poore Mechanicke Porters crowding in Their heauy burthens at his narrow gate The sad-ey'd Iustice with his surly humme Deliuering ore to Executors pale The lazie yawning Drone I this inferre That many things hauing full reference To one consent may worke contrariously As many Arrowes loosed seuerall wayes Come to one marke as many wayes meet in one towne As many fresh streames meet in one salt sea As many Lynes close in the Dials center So may a thousand actions once a foote And in one purpose and be all well borne Without defeat Therefore to France my Liege Diuide your happy England into foure Whereof take you one quarter into France And you withall shall make all Gallia shake If we with thrice such powers left at home Cannot defend our owne doores from the dogge Let vs be worried and our Nation lose The name of hardinesse and policie King Call in the Messengers sent from the Dolphin Now are we well resolu'd and by Gods helpe And yours the noble sinewes of our power France being ours wee 'l bend it to our Awe Or breake it all to peeces Or there wee 'l sit Ruling in
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 âades their Baâly 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 Haâflew 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
Natures myracle Thou art alotted to be tane by me So doth the Swan her downie Signets saue Keeping them prisoner vnderneath his wings Yet if this seruile vsage once offend Go and be free againe as Suffolkes friend She is going Oh slay I haue no power to let her passe My hand would free her but my heart sayes no. As playes the Sunne vpon the glassie streames Twinkling another counterfetted beame So seemes this gorgeous beauty to mine eyes Faine would I woe her yet I dare not speake I le call for Pen and Inke and write my minde Fye De la Pole disable not thy selfe Hast not a Tongue Is she not heere Wilt thou be daunted at a Womans sight I Beauties Princely Maiesty is such ' Confounds the tongue and makes the senses rough Mar. Say Earle of Suffolke if thy name be so What ransome must I pay before I passe For I perceiue I am thy prisoner Suf. How canst thou tell she will deny thy suite Before thou make a triall of her loue M. Why speak'st thou not What ransom must I pay Suf. She 's beautifull and therefore to be Wooed She is a Woman therefore to be Wonne Mar. Wilt thou accept of ransome yea or no Suf. Fond man remember that thou hast a wife Then how can Margaret be thy Paramour Mar. I were best to leaue him for he will not heare Suf. There all is marr'd there lies a cooling card Mar. He talkes at randon sure the man is mad Suf. And yet a dispensation may bee had Mar. And yet I would that you would answer me Suf. I le win this Lady Margaret For whom Why for my King Tush that 's a woodden thing Mar. He talkes of wood It is some Carpenter Suf. Yet so my fancy may be satisfied And peace established betweene these Realmes But there remaines a scruple in that too For though her Father be the King of Naples Duke of Aniou and Mayne yet is he poore And our Nobility will scorne the match Mar. Heare ye Captaine Are you not at leysure Suf. It shall be so disdaine they ne're so much Henry is youthfull and will quickly yeeld Madam I haue a secret to reueale Mar. What though I be inthral'd he seems a knight And will not any way dishonor me Suf. Lady vouchsafe to listen what I say Mar. Perhaps I shall be rescu'd by the French And then I need not craue his curtesie Suf. Sweet Madam giue me hearing in a cause Mar. Tush women haue bene captiuate ere now Suf. Lady wherefore talke you so Mar. I cry you mercy 't is but Quid for Quo. Suf. Say gentle Princesse would you not suppose Your bondage happy to be made a Queene Mar. To be a Queene in bondage is more vile Than is a slaue in base seruility For Princes should be free Suf. And so shall you If happy Englandâ Royall King be free Mar. Why what concernes his freedome vnto mee Suf. I le vndertake to make thee Henries Queene To put a Golden Scepter in thy hand And set a precious Crowne vpon thy head If thou wilt condiscend to be my Mar. What Suf. His loue Mar. I am vnworthy to be Henries wife Suf. No gentle Madam I vnworthy am To woe so faire a Dame to be his wife And haue no portion in the choice my selfe How say you Madam are ye so content Mar. And if my Father please I am content Suf. Then call our Captaines and our Colours forth And Madam at your Fathers Castle walles Wee 'l craue a parley to conferre with him Sound Enter Reignier on the Walles See Reignier see thy daughter prisoner Reig. To whom Suf. To me Reig. Suffolke what remedy I am a Souldier and vnapt to weepe Or to exclaime on Fortunes ficklenesse Suf. Yes there is remedy enough my Lord Consent and for thy Honor giue consent Thy daughter shall be wedded to my King Whom I with paine haue wooed and wonne thereto And this her easie held imprisonment Hath gain'd thy daughter Princely libertie Reig. Speakes Suffolke as he thinkes Suf. Faire Margaret knowes That Suffolke doth not flatter face or faine Reig. Vpon thy Princely warrant I descend To giue thee answer of thy iust demand Suf. And heere I will expect thy comming Trumpets sound Enter Reignier Reig. Welcome braue Earle into our Territories Command in Aniou what your Honor pleases Suf. Thankes Reignier happy for so sweet a Childe Fit to be made companion with a King What answer makes your Grace vnto my suite Reig. Since thou dost daigne to woe her little worth To be the Princely Bride of such a Lord Vpon condition I may quietly Enioy mine owne the Country Maine and Aniou Free from oppression or the stroke of Warre My daughter shall be Henries if he please Suf. That is her ransome I deliuer her And those two Counties I will vndertake Your Grace shall well and quietly enioy Reig. And I againe in Henries Royall name As Deputy vnto that gracious King Giue thee her hand for signe of plighted faith Suf. Reignier of France I giue thee Kingly thankes Because this is in Trafficke of a King And yet me thinkes I could be well content To be mine owne Atturney in this case I le ouer then to England with this newes And make this marriage to be solemniz'd So farewell Reignier set this Diamond safe In Golden Pallaces as it becomes Reig. I do embrace thee as I would embrace The Christian Prince King Henrie were he heere Mar. Farewell my Lord good wishes praise praiers Shall Suffolke euer haue of Margaret Shee is going Suf. Farwell sweet Madam but hearke you Margaret No Princely commendations to my King Mar. Such commendations as becomes a Maide A Virgin and his Seruant say to him Suf. Words sweetly plac'd and modestie directed But Madame I must trouble you againe No louing Token to his Maiestie Mar. Yes my good Lord a pure vnspotted heart Neuer yet taint with loue I send the King Suf. And this withall Kisse her Mar. That for thy selfe I will not so presume To send such peeuish tokens to a King Suf. Oh wert thou for my selfe but Suffolke stay Thou mayest not wander in that Labyrinth There Minotaurs and vgly Treasons lurke Solicite Henry with her wonderous praise Bethinke thee on her Vertues that surmount Mad naturall Graces that extinguish Art Repeate their semblance often on the Seas That when thou com'st to kneele at Henries feete Thou mayest bereaue him of his wits with wonder Exit Enter Yorke Warwicke Shepheard Pucell Yor. Bring forth that Sorceresse condemn'd to burne Shep. Ah Ione this kils thy Fathers heart out-right Haue I sought euery Country farre and neere And now it is my chance to finde thee out Must I behold thy timelesse cruell death Ah Ione sweet daughter Ione I le die with thee Pucel Decrepit Miser base ignoble Wretch I am descended of a gentler blood Thou art no Father nor no Friend of mine Shep. Out out My Lords and please you 't is not so I
you all Florish Suf. My Lord Protector so it please your Grace Heere are the Articles of contracted peace Betweene our Soueraigne and the French King Charles For eighteene moneths concluded by consent Clo. Reads Inprimis It is agreed betweene the French K. Charles and William de la Pole Marquesse of Suffolke Ambassador for Henry King of England That the said Henry shal espouse the Lady Margaret daughter vnto Reignier King of Naples Sicillia and Ierusalem and Crowne her Queene of England ere the thirtieth of May next ensuing Item That the Dutchy of Aniou and the County of Main shall be released and deliuered to the King her father King Vnkle how now Glo. Pardon me gracious Lord Some sodaine qualme hath strucke me at the heart And dim'd mine eyes that I can reade no further King Vnckle of Winchester I pray read on Win. Item It is further agreed betweene them That the Dutchesse of Aniou and Maine shall be released and deliuered ouer to the King her Father and shee sent ouer of the King of Englands owne proper Cost and Charges without hauing any Dowry King They please vs well Lord Marques kneel down We heere create thee the first Duke of Suffolke And girt thee with the Sword Cosin of Yorke We heere discharge your Grace from being Regent I' th parts of France till terme of eighteene Moneths Be full expyr'd Thankes Vncle Winchester Gloster Yorke Buckingham Somerset Salisburie and Warwicke We thanke you all for this great fauour done In entertainment to my Princely Queene Come let vs in and with all speede prouide To see her Coronation be perform'd Exit King Queene and Suffolke Manet the rest Glo. Braue Peeres of England Pillars of the State To you Duke Humfrey must vnload his greefe Your greefe the common greefe of all the Land What did my brother Henry spend his youth His valour coine and people in the warres Did he so often lodge in open field In Winters cold and Summers parching heate To conquer France his true inheritance And did my brother Bedford toyle his wits To keepe by policy what Henrie got Haue you your selues Somerset Buckingham Braue Yorke Salisbury and victorious Warwicke Receiud deepe scarres in France and Normandie Or hath mine Vnckle Beauford and my selfe With all the Learned Counsell of the Realme Studied so long sat in the Councell house Early and late debating too and fro How France and Frenchmen might be kept in awe And hath his Highnesse in his infancie Crowned in Paris in despight of foes And shall these Labours and these Honours dye Shall Henries Conquest Bedfords vigilance Your Deeds of Warre and all our Counsell dye O Peeres of England shamefull is this League Fatall this Marriage cancelling your Fame Blotting your names from Bookes of memory Racing the Charracters of your Renowne Defacing Monuments of Conquer'd France Vndoing all as all had neuer bin Car. Nephew what meanes this passionate discourse This preroration with such circumstance For France 't is ours and we will keepe it still Glo. I Vnckle we will keepe it if we can But now it is impossible we should Suffolke the new made Duke that rules the rost Hath giuen the Dutchy of Aniou and Mayne Vnto the poore King Reignier whose large style Agrees not with the leannesse of his purse Sal. Now by the death of him that dyed for all These Counties were the Keyes of Normandie But wherefore weepes Warwicke my valiant sonne War For greefe that they are past recouerie For were there hope to conquer them againe My sword should shed hot blood mine eyes no teares Aniou and Maine My selfe did win them both Those Prouinces these Armes of mine did conquer And are the Citties that I got with wounds Deliuer'd vp againe with peacefull words Mort Dieu Yorke For Suffolkes Duke may he be suffocate That dims the Honor of this Warlike Isle France should haue torne and rent my very hart Before I would haue yeelded to this League I neuer read but Englands Kings haue had Large summes of Gold and Dowries with their wiues And our King Henry giues away his owne To match with her that brings no vantages Hum. A proper iest and neuer heard before That Suffolke should demand a whole Fifteenth For Costs and Charges in transporting her She should haue staid in France and steru'd in France Before Car. My Lord of Gloster now ye grow too hot It was the pleasure of my Lord the King Hum. My Lord of Winchester I know your minde 'T is not my speeches that you do mislike But 't is my presence that doth trouble ye Rancour will out proud Prelate in thy face I see thy furie If I longer stay We shall begin our ancient bickerings Lordings farewell and say when I am gone I prophesied France will be lost ere long Exit Humfrey Car. So there goes our Protector in a rage 'T is knowne to you he is mine enemy Nay more an enemy vnto you all And no great friend I feare me to the King Consider Lords he is the next of blood And heyre apparant to the English Crowne Had Henrie got an Empire by his marriage And all the wealthy Kingdomes of the West There 's reason he should be displeas'd at it Looke to it Lords let not his smoothing words Bewitch your hearts be wise and circumspect What though the common people fauour him Calling him Humfrey the good Duke of Gloster Clapping their hands and crying with loud voyce Iesu maintaine your Royall Excellence With God preserue the good Duke Humfrey I feare me Lords for all this flattering glosse He will be found a dangerous Protector Buc. Why should he then protect our Soueraigne He being of age to gouerne of himselfe Cosin of Somerset ioyne you with me And altogether with the Duke of Suffolke Wee 'l quickly hoyse Duke Humfrey from his seat Car. This weighty businesse will not brooke delay I le to the Duke of Suffolke presently Exit Cardinall Som. Cosin of Buckingham though Humfries pride And greatnesse of his place be greefe to vs Yet let vs watch the haughtie Cardinall His insolence is more intollerable Then all the Princes in the Land beside If Gloster be displac'd hee 'l be Protector Buc. Or thou or I Somerset will be Protectors Despite Duke Humfrey or the Cardinall Exit Buckingham and Somerset Sal. Pride went before Ambition followes him While these do labour for their owne preferment Behooues it vs to labor for the Realme I neuer saw but Humfrey Duke of Gloster Did beare him like a Noble Gentleman Oft haue I seene the haughty Cardinall More like a Souldier then a man o' th' Church As stout and proud as he were Lord of all Sweare like a Ruffian and demeane himselfe Vnlike the Ruler of a Common-weale Warwicke my sonne the comfort of my age Thy deeds thy plainnesse and thy house-keeping Hath wonne the greatest fauour of the Commons Excepting none but good Duke Humfrey And Brother Yorke thy Acts in Ireland In bringing them to ciuill
Discipline Thy late exploits done in the heart of France When thou wert Regent for our Soueraigne Haue made thee fear'd and honor'd of the people Ioyne we together for the publike good In what we can to bridle and suppresse The pride of Suffolke and the Cardinall With Somersets and Buckinghams Ambition And as we may cherish Duke Humfries deeds While they do tend the profit of the Land War So God helpe Warwicke as he loues the Land And common profit of his Countrey Yor. And so sayes Yorke For he hath greatest cause Salisbury Then le ts make hast away And looke vnto the maine Warwicke Vnto the maine Oh Father Maine is lost That Maine which by maine force Warwicke did winne And would haue kept so long as breath did last Main-chance father you meant but I meant Maine Which I will win from France or else be slaine Exit Warwicke and Salisbury Manet Yorke Yorke Aniou and Maine are giuen to the French Paris is lost the state of Normandie Stands on a tickle point now they are gone Suffolke concluded on the Articles The Peeres agreed and Henry was well pleas'd To change two Dukedomes for a Dukes faire daughter I cannot blame them all what is' t to them 'T is thine they giue away and not their owne Pirates may make cheape penyworths of their pillage And purchase Friends and giue to Curtezans Still reuelling like Lords till all be gone While as the silly Owner of the goods Weepes ouer them and wrings his haplesse hands And shakes his head and trembling stands aloofe While all is shar'd and all is borne away Ready to sterue and dare not touch his owne So Yorke must sit and fret and bite his tongue While his owne Lands are bargain'd for and sold Me thinkes the Realmes of England France Ireland Beare that proportion to my flesh and blood As did the fatall brand Althaea burnt Vnto the Princes heart of Calidon Aniou and Maine both giuen vnto the French Cold newes for me for I had hope of France Euen as I haue of fertile Englands soile A day will come when Yorke shall claime his owne And therefore I will take the Neuils parts And make a shew of loue to proud Duke Humfrey And when I spy aduantage claime the Crowne For that 's the Golden marke I seeke to hit Nor shall proud Lancaster vsurpe my right Nor hold the Scepter in his childish Fist Nor weare the Diadem vpon his head Whose Church-like humors fits not for a Crowne Then Yorke be still a-while till time do serue Watch thou and wake when others be asleepe To prie into the secrets of the State Till Henrie surfetting in ioyes of loue With his new Bride Englands deere bought Queen And Humfrey with the Peeres be falne at iarres Then will I raise aloft the Milke-white-Rose With whose sweet smell the Ayre shall be perfum'd And in in my Standard beare the Armes of Yorke To grapple with the house of Lancaster And force perforce I le make him yeeld the Crowne Whose bookish Rule hath pull'd faire England downe Exit Yorke Enter Duke Humfrey and his wife Elianor Elia. Why droopes my Lord like ouer-ripen'd Corn Hanging the head at Ceres plenteous load Why doth the Great Duke Humfrey knit his browes As frowning at the Fauours of the world Why are thine eyes fixt to the sullen earth Gazing on that which seemes to dimme thy sight What seest thou there King Henries Diadem Inchac'd with all the Honors of the world If so Gaze on and grouell on thy face Vntill thy head be circled with the same Put forth thy hand reach at the glorious Gold What is' t too short I le lengthen it with mine And hauing both together heau'd it vp Wee 'l both together lift our heads to heauen And neuer more abase our sight so low As to vouchsafe one glance vnto the ground Hum. O Nell sweet Nell if thou dost loue thy Lord Banish the Canker of ambitious thoughts And may that thought when I imagine ill Against my King and Nephew vertuous Henry Be my last breathing in this mortall world My troublous dreames this night doth make me sad Eli. What dream'd my Lord tell me and I le requite it With sweet rehearsall of my mornings dreame Hum. Me thought this staffe mine Office-badge in Court Was broke in twaine by whom I haue forgot But as I thinke it was by ' th Cardinall And on the peeces of the broken Wand Were plac'd the heads of Edmond Duke of Somerset And William de la Pole first Duke of Suffolke This was my dreame what it doth bode God knowes Eli. Tut this was nothing but an argument That he that breakes a sticke of Glosters groue Shall loose his head for his presumption But list to me my Humfrey my sweete Duke Me thought I sate in Seate of Maiesty In the Cathedrall Church of Westminster And in that Chaire where Kings Queens wer crownd Where Henrie and Dame Margaret kneel'd to me And on my head did set the Diadem Hum. Nay Elinor then must I chide outright Presumptuous Dame ill-nurter'd Elianor Art thou not second Woman in the Realme And the Protectors wife belou'd of him Hast thou not worldly pleasure at command Aboue the reach or compasse of thy thought And wilt thou still be hammering Treachery To tumble downe thy husband and thy selfe From top of Honor to Disgraces feete Away from me and let me heare no more Elia. What what my Lord Are you so chollericke With Elianor for telling but her dreame Next time I le keepe my dreames vnto my selfe And not be check'd Hum. Nay be not angry I am pleas'd againe Enter Messenger Mess My Lord Protector 't is his Highnes pleasure You do prepare to ride vnto S. Albons Where as the King and Queene do meane to Hawke Hu. I go Come Nel thou wilt ride with vs Ex. Hum Eli. Yes my good Lord I le follow presently Follow I must I cannot go before While Gloster beares this base and humble minde Were I a Man a Duke and next of blood I would remoue these tedious stumbling blockes And smooth my way vpon their headlesse neckes And being a woman I will not be slacke To play my part in Fortunes Pageant Where are you there Sir Iohn nay feare not man We are alone here 's none but thee I. Enter Hume Hume Iesus preserue your Royall Maiesty Elia. What saist thou Maiesty I am but Grace Hume But by the grace of God and Humes aduice Your Graces Title shall be multiplied Elia. What saist thou man Hast thou as yet confer'd With Margerie Iordane the cunning Witch With Roger Bollingbrooke the Coniuter And will they vndertake to do me good Hume This they haue promised to shew your Highnes A Spirit rais'd from depth of vnder ground That shall make answere to such Questions As by your Grace shall be propounded him Elianor It is enough I le thinke vpon the Questions When from Saint Albones we doe make returne
Beauford to thy Soueraigne Ca. If thou beest death I le giue thee Englands Treasure Enough to purchase such another Island So thou wilt let me liue and feele no paine King Ah what a signe it is of euill life Where death's approach is seene so terrible War Beauford it is thy Soueraigne speakes to thee Beau. Bring me vnto my Triall when you will Dy'de he not in his bed Where should he dye Can I make men liue where they will or no Oh torture me no more I will confesse Aliue againe Then shew me where he is I le giue a thousand pound to looke vpon him He hath no eyes the dust hath blinded them Combe downe his haire looke looke it stands vpright Like Lime-twigs set to catch my winged soule Giue me some drinke and bid the Apothecarie Bring the strong poyson that I bought of him King Oh thou eternall mouer of the heauens Looke with a gentle eye vpon this Wretch Oh beate away the busie medling Fiend That layes strong siege vnto this wretches soule And from his bosome purge this blacke dispaire War See how the pangs of death do make him grin Sal. Disturbe him not let him passe peaceably King Peace to his soule if Gods good pleasure be Lord Card'nall if thou think'st on heauens blisse Hold vp thy hand make signall of thy hope He dies and makes no signe Oh God forgiue him War So bad a death argues a monstrous life King Forbeare to iudge for we are sinners all Close vp his eyes and draw the Curtaine close And let vs all to Meditation Exeunt Alarum Fight at Sea Ordnance goes off Enter Lieutenant Suffolke and others Lieu. The gaudy blabbing and remorsefull day Is crept into the bosome of the Sea And now loud houling Wolues arouse the Iades That dragge the Tragicke melancholy night Who with their drowsie slow and flagging wings Cleape dead-mens graues and from their misty Iawes Breath foule contagious darknesse in the ayre Therefore bring forth the Souldiers of our prize For whilst our Pinnace Anchors in the Downes Heere shall they make their ransome on the sand Or with their blood staine this discoloured shore Maister this Prisoner freely giue I thee And thou that art his Mate make boote of this The other Walter Whitmore is thy share 1. Gent. What is my ransome Master let me know Ma. A thousand Crownes or else lay down your head Mate And so much shall you giue or oft goes yours Lieu. What thinke you much to pay 2000. Crownes And beare the name and port of Gentlemen Cut both the Villaines throats for dy you shall The liues of those which we haue lost in fight Be counter-poys'd with such a pettie summe 1. Gent. I le giue it sir and therefore spare my life 2. Gent. And so will I and write home for it straight Whitm I lost mine eye in laying the prize aboord And therefore to reuenge it shalt thou dye And so should these if I might haue my will Lieu. Be not so rash take ransome let him liue Suf. Looke on my George I am a Gentleman Rate me at what thou wilt thou shalt be payed Whit. And so am I my name is Walter Whitmore How now why starts thou What doth death affright Suf. Thy name affrights me in whose sound is death A cunning man did calculate my birth And told me that by Water I should dye Yet let not this make thee be bloody-minded Thy name is Gualtier being rightly sounded Whit. Gualtier or Walter which it is I care not Neuer yet did base dishonour blurre our name But with our sword we wip'd away the blot Therefore when Merchant-like I sell reuenge Broke be my sword my Armes torne and defac'd And I proclaim'd a Coward through the world Suf. Stay Whitmore for thy Prisoner is a Prince The Duke of Suffolke William de la Pole Whit The Duke of Suffolke muffled vp in ragges Suf. I but these ragges are no part of the Duke Lieu. But Ioue was neuer slaine as thou shalt be Obscure and lowsie Swaine King Henries blood Suf. The honourable blood of Lancaster Must not be shed by such a iaded Groome Hast thou not kist thy hand and held my stirrop Bare-headed plodded by my foot-cloth Mule And thought thee happy when I shooke my head How often hast thou waited at my cup Fed from my Trencher kneel'd downe at the boord When I haue feasted with Queene Margaret Remember it and let it make thee Crest-falne I and alay this thy abortiue Pride How in our voyding Lobby hast thou stood And duly wayted for my comming forth This hand of mine hath writ in thy behalfe And therefore shall it charme thy riotous tongue Whit. Speak Captaine shall I stab the forlorn Swain Lieu. First let my words stab him as he hath me Suf. Base slaue thy words are blunt and so art thou Lieu. Conuey him hence and on our long boats side Strike off his head Suf. Thou dar'st not for thy owne Lieu. Poole Sir Poole Lord I kennell puddle sinke whose filth and dirt Troubles the siluer Spring where England drinkes Now will I dam vp this thy yawning mouth For swallowing the Treasure of the Realme Thy lips that kist the Queene shall sweepe the ground And thou that smil'dst at good Duke Humfries death Against the senselesse windes shall grin in vaine Who in contempt shall hisse at thee againe And wedded be thou to the Hagges of hell For daring to affye a mighty Lord Vnto the daughter of a worthlesse King Hauing neyther Subiect Wealth nor Diadem By diuellish policy art thou growne great And like ambitious Sylla ouer-gorg'd With gobbets of thy Mother-bleeding heart By thee Aniou and Maine were sold to France The false reuolting Normans thorough thee Disdaine to call vs Lord and Piccardie Hath slaine their Gouernors surpriz'd our Forts And sent the ragged Souldiers wounded home The Princely Warwicke and the Neuils all Whose dreadfull swords were neuer drawne in vaine As hating thee and rising vp in armes And now the House of Yorke thrust from the Crowne By shamefull murther of a guiltlesse King And lofty proud incroaching tyranny Burnes with reuenging fire whose hopefull colours Aduance our halfe-fac'd Sunne striuing to shine Vnder the which is writ Inuitis nubibus The Commons heere in Kent are vp in armes And to conclude Reproach and Beggerie Is crept into the Pallace of our King And all by thee away conuey him hence Suf. O that I were a God to shoot forth Thunder Vpon these paltry seruile abiect Drudges Small things make base men proud This Villaine heere Being Captaine of a Pinnace threatens more Then Bargulus the strong Illyrian Pyrate Drones sucke not Eagles blood but rob Bee-hiues It is impossible that I should dye By such a lowly Vassall as thy selfe Thy words moue Rage and not remorse in me I go of Message from the Queene to France I charge thee waft me safely crosse the Channell Lieu. Water W. Come Suffolke I must waft thee to thy death
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
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
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
vs or thee Enter the Poste Post My Lord Ambassador These Letters are for you Speakes to Warwick Sent from your Brother Marquesse Montague These from our King vnto your Maiesty To Lewis And Madam these for you To Margaret From whom I know not They all reade their Letters Oxf. I like it well that our faire Queene and Mistris Smiles at her newes while Warwicke frownes at his Prince Ed. Nay marke how Lewis stampes as he were netled I hope all 's for the best Lew. Warwicke what are thy Newes And yours faire Queene Mar. Mine such as fill my heart with vnhop'd ioyes War Mine full of sorrow and hearts discontent Lew. What has your King married the Lady Grey And now to sooth your Forgery and his Sends me a Paper to perswade me Patience Is this th' Alliance that he seekes with France Dare he presume to scorne vs in this manner Mar. I told your Maiesty as much before This proueth Edwards Loue and Warwickes honesty War King Lewis I heere protest in sight of heauen And by the hope I haue of heauenly blisse That I am cleere from this misdeed of Edwards No more my King for he dishonors me But most himselfe if he could see his shame Did I forget that by the House of Yorke My Father came vntimely to his death Did I let passe th' abuse done to my Neece Did I impale him with the Regall Crowne Did I put Henry from his Natiue Right And am I guerdon'd at the last with Shame Shame on himselfe for my Desert is Honor. And to repaire my Honor lost for him I heere renounce him and returne to Henry My Noble Queene let former grudges passe And henceforth I am thy true Seruitour I will reuenge his wrong to Lady Bona And replant Henry in his former state Mar. Warwicke These words haue turn'd my Hate to Loue And I forgiue and quite forget old faults And ioy that thou becom'st King Henries Friend War So much his Friend I his vnfained Friend That if King Lewis vouchsafe to furnish vs With some few Bands of chosen Soldiours I le vndertake to Land them on our Coast And force the Tyrant from his seat by Warre 'T is not his new-made Bride shall succour him And as for Clarence as my Letters tell me Hee 's very likely now to fall from him For matching more for wanton Lust then Honor Or then for strength and safety of our Country Bona. Deere Brother how shall Bona be reueng'd But by thy helpe to this distressed Queene Mar. Renowned Prince how shall Poore Henry liue Vnlesse thou rescue him from foule dispaire Bona. My quarrel and this English Queens are one War And mine faire Lady Bona ioynes with yours Lew. And mine with hers and thine and Margarets Therefore at last I firmely am resolu'd You shall haue ayde Mar. Let me giue humble thankes for all at once Lew. Then Englands Messenger returne in Poste And tell false Edward thy supposed King That Lewis of France is sending ouer Maskers To reuell it with him and his new Bride Thou seest what 's past go feare thy King withall Bona. Tell him in hope hee 'l proue a widower shortly I weare the Willow Garland for his sake Mar. Tell him my mourning weeds are layde aside And I am ready to put Armor on War Tell him from me that he hath done me wrong And therefore I le vn-Crowne him er 't be long There 's thy reward be gone Exit Post Lew. But Warwicke Thou and Oxford with fiue thousand men Shall crosse the Seas and bid false Edward battaile And as occasion serues this Noble Queen And Prince shall follow with a fresh Supply Yet ere thou go but answer me one doubt What Pledge haue we of thy firme Loyalty War This shall assure my constant Loyalty That if our Queene and this young Prince agree I le ioyne mine eldest daughter and my Ioy To him forthwith in holy Wedlocke bands Mar. Yes I agree and thanke you for your Motion Sonne Edward she is Faire and Vertuous Therefore delay not giue thy hand to Warwicke And with thy hand thy faith irreuocable That onely Warwickes daughter shall be thine Prin. Ed. Yes I accept her for she well deserues it And heere to pledge my Vow I giue my hand He giues his hand to Warw. Lew. Why stay we now These soldiers shal be leuied And thou Lord Bourbon our High Admirall Shall waft them ouer with our Royall Fleete I long till Edward fall by Warres mischance For mocking Marriage with a Dame of France Exeunt Manet Warwicke War I came from Edward as Ambassador But I returne his sworne and mortall Foe Matter of Marriage was the charge he gaue me But dreadfull Warre shall answer his demand Had he none else to make a stale but me Then none but I shall turne his Iest to Sorrow I was the Cheefe that rais'd him to the Crowne And I le be Cheefe to bring him downe againe Not that I pitty Henries misery But seeke Reuenge on Edwards mockery Exit Enter Richard Clarence Somerset and Mountague Rich. Now tell me Brother Clarence what thinke you Of this new Marriage with the Lady Gray Hath not our Brother made a worthy choice Cla. Alas you know t is farre from hence to France How could he stay till Warwicke made returne Som. My Lords forbeare this talke heere comes the King Flourish Enter King Edward Lady Grey Penbrooke Stafford Hastings foure stand on one side and foure on the other Rich. And his well-chosen Bride Clarence I minde to tell him plainly what I thinke King Now Brother of Clarence How like you our Choyce That you stand pensiue as halfe malecontent Clarence As well as Lewis of France Or the Earle of Warwicke Which are so weake of courage and in iudgement That they 'le take no offence at our abuse King Suppose they take offence without a cause They are but Lewis and Warwicke I am Edward Your King and Warwickes and must haue my will Rich. And shall haue your will because our King Yet hastie Marriage seldome proueth well King Yea Brother Richard are you offended too Rich. Not I no God forbid that I should wish them seuer'd Whom God hath ioyn'd together I and 't were pittie to sunder them That yoake so well together King Setting your skornes and your mislike aside Tell me some reason why the Lady Grey Should not become my Wife and Englands Queene And you too Somerset and Mountague Speake freely what you thinke Clarence Then this is mine opinion That King Lewis becomes your Enemie For mocking him about the Marriage Of the Lady Bona. Rich. And Warwicke doing what you gaue in charge Is now dis-honored by this new Marriage King What if both Lewis and Warwick be appeas'd By such inuention as I can deuise Mount Yet to haue ioyn'd with France in such alliance Would more haue strength'ned this our Commonwealth ' Gainst forraine stormes then any home-bred Marriage Hast. Why knowes not Mountague that of
it selfe England is safe if true within it selfe Mount But the safer when 't is back'd with France Hast. 'T is better vsing France then trusting France Let vs be back'd with God and with the Seas Which he hath giu'n for fence impregnable And with their helpes onely defend our selues In them and in our selues our safetie lyes Clar. For this one speech Lord Hastings well deserues To haue the Heire of the Lord Hungerford King I what of that it was my will and graunt And for this once my Will shall stand for Law Rich. And yet me thinks your Grace hath not done well To giue the Heire and Daughter of Lord Scales Vnto the Brother of your louing Bride Shee better would haue fitted me or Clarence But in your Bride you burie Brotherhood Clar. Or else you would not haue bestow'd the Heire Of the Lord Bonuill on your new Wiues Sonne And leaue your Brothers to goe speede elsewhere King Alas poore Clarence is it for a Wife That thou art malecontent I will prouide thee Clarence In chusing for your selfe You shew'd your iudgement Which being shallow you shall giue me leaue To play the Broker in mine owne behalfe And to that end I shortly minde to leaue you King Leaue me or tarry Edward will be King And not be ty'd vnto his Brothers will Lady Grey My Lords before it pleas'd his Maiestie To rayse my State to Title of a Queene Doe me but right and you must all confesse That I was not ignoble of Descent And meaner then my selfe haue had like fortune But as this Title honors me and mine So your dislikes to whom I would be pleasing Doth cloud my ioyes with danger and with sorrow King My Loue forbeare to fawne vpon their frownes What danger or what sorrow can befall thee So long as Edward is thy constant friend And their true Soueraigne whom they must obey Nay whom they shall obey and loue thee too Vnlesse they seeke for hatred at my hands Which if they doe yet will I keepe thee safe And they shall feele the vengeance of my wrath Rich. I heare yet say not much but thinke the more Enter a Poste King Now Messenger what Letters or what Newes from France Post My Soueraigne Liege no Letters few words But such as I without your speciall pardon Dare not relate King Goe too wee pardon thee Therefore in briefe tell me their words As neere as thou canst guesse them What answer makes King Lewis vnto our Letters Post. At my depart these were his very words Goe tell false Edward the supposed King That Lewis of France is sending ouer Maskers To reuell it with him and his new Bride King Is Lewis so braue belike he thinkes me Henry But what said Lady Bona to my Marriage Post These were her words vtt'red with mild disdaine Tell him in hope hee 'le proue a Widower shortly I le weare the Willow Garland for his sake King I blame not her she could say little lesse She had the wrong But what said Henries Queene For I haue heard that she was there in place Post Tell him quoth she My mourning Weedes are done And I am readie to put Armour on King Belike she minds to play the Amazon But what said Warwicke to these iniuries Post He more incens'd against your Maiestie Then all the rest discharg'd me with these words Tell him from me that he hath done me wrong And therefore I le vncrowne him er 't be long King Ha durst the Traytor breath out so prowd words Well I will arme me being thus fore-warn'd They shall haue Warres and pay for their presumption But say is Warwicke friends with Margaret Post I gracious Soueraigne They are so link'd in friendship That yong Prince Edward marryes Warwicks Daughter Clarence Belike the elder Clarence will haue the younger Now Brother King farewell and sit you fast For I will hence to Warwickes other Daughter That though I want a Kingdome yet in Marriage I may not proue inferior to your selfe You that loue me and Warwicke follow me Exit Clarence and Somerset followes Rich. Not I My thoughts ayme at a further matter I stay not for the loue of Edward but the Crowne King Clarence and Somerset both gone to Warwicke Yet am I arm'd against the worst can happen And haste is needfull in this desp'rate case Pembrooke and Stafford you in our behalfe Goe leuie men and make prepare for Warre They are alreadie or quickly will be landed My selfe in person will straight follow you Exeunt Pembrooke and Stafford But ere I goe Hastings and Mountague Resolue my doubt you twaine of all the rest Are neere to Warwicke by bloud and by allyance Tell me if you loue Warwicke more then me If it be so then both depart to him I rather wish you foes then hollow friends But if you minde to hold your true obedience Giue me assurance with some friendly Vow That I may neuer haue you in suspect Mount So God helpe Mountague as hee proues true Hast. And Hastings as hee fauours Edwards cause King Now Brother Richard will you stand by vs Rich. I in despight of all that shall withstand you King Why so then am I sure of Victorie Now therefore let vs hence and lose no howre Till wee meet Warwicke with his forreine powre Exeunt Enter Warwicke and Oxford in England with French Souldiors Warw. Trust me my Lord all hitherto goes well The common people by numbers swarme to vs. Enter Clarence and Somerset But see where Somerset and Clarence comes Speake suddenly my Lords are wee all friends Clar. Feare not that my Lord. Warw. Then gentle Clarence welcome vnto Warwicke And welcome Somerset I hold it cowardize To rest mistrustfull where a Noble Heart Hath pawn'd an open Hand in signe of Loue Else might I thinke that Clarence Edwards Brother Were but a fained friend to our proceedings But welcome sweet Clarence my Daughter shall be thine And now what rests but in Nights Couerture Thy Brother being carelessely encamp'd His Souldiors lurking in the Towne about And but attended by a simple Guard Wee may surprize and take him at our pleasure Our Scouts haue found the aduenture very easie That as Vlysses and stout Diomede With sleight and manhood stole to Rhesus Tents And brought from thence the Thracian fatall Steeds So wee well couer'd with the Nights black Mantle At vnawares may beat downe Edwards Guard And seize himselfe I say not slaughter him For I intend but onely to surprize him You that will follow me to this attempt Applaud the Name of Henry with your Leader They all cry Henry Why then let 's on our way in silent sort For Warwicke and his friends God and Saint George Exeunt Enter three Watchmen to guard the Kings Tent. 1. Watch. Come on my Masters each man take his stand The King by this is set him downe to sleepe 2. Watch. What will he not to Bed 1. Watch. Why no for he hath made a solemne Vow Neuer to
safest onely in her byrth Qu. And onely in that safety dyed her Brothers Rich. Loe at their Birth good starres were opposite Qu. No to their liues ill friends were contrary Rich. All vnauoyded is the doome of Destiny Qu. True when auoyded grace makes Destiny My Babes were destin'd to a fairer death If grace had blest thee with a fairer life Rich You speake as if that I had slaine my Cosins Qu. Cosins indeed and by their Vnckle couzend Of Comfort Kingdome Kindred Freedome Life Whose hand soeuer lanch'd their tender hearts Thy head all indirectly gaue direction No doubt the murd'rous Knife was dull and blunt Till it was whetted on thy stone-hard heart To reuell in the Intrailes of my Lambes But that still vse of greefe makes wilde greefe tame My tongue should to thy eares not name my Boyes Till that my Nayles were anchor'd in thine eyes And I in such a desp'rate Bay of death Like a poore Barke of sailes and tackling rose Rush all to peeces on thy Rocky bosome Rich. Madam so thriue I in my enterprize And dangerous successe of bloody warres As I intend more good to you and yours Then euer you and yours by me were harm'd Qu. What good is couer'd with the face of heauen To be discouered that can do me good Rich. Th' aduancement of your children gentle Lady Qu. Vp to some Scaffold there to lose their heads Rich. Vnto the dignity and height of Fortune The high Imperiall Type of this earths glory Qu. Flatter my sorrow with report of it Tell me what State what Dignity what Honor Canst thou demise to any childe of mine Rich. Euen all I haue I and my selfe and all Will I withall indow a childe of thine So in the Lethe of thy angry soule Thou drowne the sad remembrance of those wrongs Which thou supposest I haue done to thee Qu. Be breefe least that the processe of thy kindnesse Last longer telling then thy kindnesse date Rich. Then know That from my Soule I loue thy Daughter Qu. My daughters Mother thinkes it with her soule Rich. What do you thinke Qu. That thou dost loue my daughter from thy soule So from thy Soules loue didst thou loue her Brothers And from my hearts loue I do thanke thee for it Rich. Be not so hasty to confound my meaning I meane that with my Soule I loue thy daughter And do intend to make her Queene of England Qu. Well then who dost y u meane shall be her King Rich. Euen he that makes her Queene Who else should bee Qu. What thou Rich. Euen so How thinke you of it Qu. How canst thou woo her Rich. That I would learne of you As one being best acquainted with her humour Qu. And wilt thou learne of me Rich. Madam with all my heart Qu. Send to her by the man that slew her Brothers A paire of bleeding hearts thereon ingraue Edward and Yorke then haply will she weepe Therefore present to her as sometime Margaret Did to thy Father steept in Rutlands blood A hand-kercheefe which say to her did dreyne The purple sappe from her sweet Brothers body And bid her wipe her weeping eyes withall If this inducement moue her not to loue Send her a Letter of thy Noble deeds Tell her thou mad'st away her Vnckle Clarence Her Vnckle Riuers I and for her sake Mad'st quicke conueyance with her good Aunt Anne Rich. You mocke me Madam this not the way To win your daughter Qu. There is no other way Vnlesse thou could'st put on some other shape And not be Richard that hath done all this Ric. Say that I did all this for loue of her Qu. Nay then indeed she cannot choose but hate thee Hauing bought loue with such a bloody spoyle Rich. Looke what is done cannot be now amended Men shall deale vnaduisedly sometimes Which after-houres giues leysure to repent If I did take the Kingdome from your Sonnes To make amends I le giue it to your daughter If I haue kill'd the issue of your wombe To quicken your encrease I will beget Mine yssue of your blood vpon your Daughter A Grandams name is little lesse in loue Then is the doting Title of a Mother They are as Children but one steppe below Euen of your mettall of your very blood Of all one paine saue for a night of groanes Endur'd of her for whom you bid like sorrow Your Children were vexation to your youth But mine shall be a comfort to your Age The losse you haue is but a Sonne being King And by that losse your Daughter is made Queene I cannot make you what amends I would Therefore accept such kindnesse as I can Dorset your Sonne that with a fearfull soule Leads discontented steppes in Forraine soyle This faire Alliance quickly shall call home To high Promotions and great Dignity The King that calles your beauteous Daughter Wife Familiarly shall call thy Dorset Brother Againe shall you be Mother to a King And all the Ruines of distressefull Times Repayr'd with double Riches of Content What we haue many goodly dayes to see The liquid drops of Teares that you haue shed Shall come againe transform'd to Orient Pearle Aduantaging their Loue with interest Often-times double gaine of happinesse Go then my Mother to thy Daughter go Make bold her bashfull yeares with your experience Prepare her eares to heare a Woers Tale. Put in her tender heart th' aspiring Flame Of Golden Soueraignty Acquaint the Princesse With the sweet silent houres of Marriage ioyes And when this Arme of mine hath chastised The petty Rebell dull-brain'd Buckingham Bound with Triumphant Garlands will I come And leade thy daughter to a Conquerors bed To whom I will retaile my Conquest wonne And she shal be sole Victoresse Caesars Caesar Qu. What were I best to say her Fathers Brother Would be her Lord Or shall I say her Vnkle Or he that slew her Brothers and her Vnkles Vnder what Title shall I woo for thee That God the Law my Honor and her Loue Can make seeme pleasing to her tender yeares Rich. Inferre faire Englands peace by this Alliance Qu Which she shall purchase with stil lasting warre Rich. Tell her the King that may command intreats Qu. That at her hands which the kings King forbids Rich. Say she shall be a High and Mighty Queene Qu. To vaile the Title as her Mother doth Rich. Say I will loue her euerlastingly Qu. But how long shall that title euer last Rich. Sweetly in force vnto her faire liues end Qu. But how long fairely shall her sweet life last Rich. As long as Heauen and Nature lengthens it Qu As long as Hell and Richard likes of it Rich. Say I her Soueraigne am her Subiect low Qu. But she your Subiect lothes such Soueraignty Rich. Be eloquent in my behalfe to her Qu. An honest tale speeds best being plainly told Rich. Then plainly to her tell my louing tale Qu. Plaine and not honest is too harsh a style Rich. Your Reasons are too shallow and to
weary of their liues Who but for dreaming on this fond exploit For want of meanes poore Rats had hang'd themselues If we be conquered let men conquer vs And not these bastard Britaines whom our Fathers Haue in their owne Land beaten bobb'd and thump'd And on Record left them the heires of shame Shall these enioy our Lands lye with our Wiues Rauish our daughters Drum afarre off Hearke I heare their Drumme Right Gentlemen of England fight boldly yeomen Draw Archers draw your Arrowes to the head Spurre your proud Horses hard and âide in blood Amaze the welkin with your broken staues Enter a Messenger What sayes Lord Stanley will he bring his power Mes My Lord he doth deny to come King Off with his sonne Georges head Nor. My Lord the Enemy is past the Marsâ After the battaile let George Stanley dye King A thousand hearts are great within my bosom Aduance our Standards set vpon our Foes Our Ancient word of Courage faire S. George Inspire vs with the spleene of fiery Dragons Vpon them Victorie sits on our helpes Alarum excursions Enter Catesby Cat. Rescue my Lord of Norfolke Rescue Rescue The King enacts more wonders then a man Daring an opposite to euery danger His horse is slaine and all on foot he fights Seeking for Richmond in the throat of death Rescue faire Lord or else the day is lost Alarums Enter Richard Rich. A Horse a Horse my Kingdome for a Horse Cates. Withdraw my Lord I le helpe you to a Horse Rich. Slaue I haue set my life vpon a cast And I will stand the hazard of the Dye I thinke there be sixe Richmonds in the field Fiue haue I slaine to day in stead of him A Horse a Horse my Kingdome for a Horse Alarum Enter Richard and Richmond they fight Richard is slaine Retreat and Flourish Enter Richmond Derby bearing the Crowne with diuers other Lords Richm. God and your Armes Be prais'd Victorious Friends The day is ours the bloudy Dogge is dead Der. Couragious Richmond Well hast thou acquit thee Loe Heere these long vsurped Royalties From the dead Temples of this bloudy Wretch Haue I pluck'd off to grace thy Browes withall Weare it and make much of it Richm. Great God of Heauen say Amen to all But tell me is yong George Stanley liuing Der. He is my Lord and safe in Leicester Towne Whither if you please we may withdraw vs. Richm. What men of name are slaine on either side Der. Iohn Duke of Norfolke Walter Lord Ferris Sir Robert Brokenbury and Sir William Brandon Richm. Interre their Bodies as become their Births Proclaime a pardon to the Soldiers fled That in submission will returne to vs And then as we haue tane the Sacrament We will vnite the White Rose and the Red. Smile Heauen vpon this faire Coniunction That long haue frown'd vpon their Enmity What Traitor heares me and sayes not Amen England hath long beene mad and scarr'd her selfe The Brother blindely shed the Brothers blood The Father rashly slaughtered his owne Sonne The Sonne compell'd beene Butcher to the Sire All this diuided Yorke and Lancaster Diuided in their dire Diuision O now let Richmond and Elizabeth The true Succeeders of each Royall House By Gods faire ordinance conioyne together And let thy Heires God if thy will be so Enrich the time to come with Smooth-fac'd Peace With smiling Plenty and faire Prosperous dayes Abate the edge of Traitors Gracious Lord That would reduce these bloudy dayes againe And make poore England weepe in Streames of Blood Let them not liue to taste this Lands increase That would with Treason wound this faire Lands peace Now Ciuill wounds are stopp'd Peace liues agen That she may long liue heere God say Amen Exeunt FINIS The Famous History of the Life of King HENRY the Eight THE PROLOGVE I Come no more to make you laugh Things now That beare a Weighty and a Serious Brow Sad high and working full of State and Woe Such Noble Scoenes as draw the Eye to flow We now present Those that can Pitty heere May if they thinke it well let fall a Teare The Subiect will deserue it Such as giue Their Money out of hope they may beleeue May heere finde Truth too Those that come to see Onely a show or two and so agree The Play may passe If they be still and willing I le vndertake may see away their shilling Richly in two short houres Onely they That come to heare a Merry Bawdy Play A noyse of Targets Or to see a Fellow In a long Motley Coate garded with Yellow Will be deceyu'd For gentle Hearers know To ranke our chosen Truth with such a show As Foole and Fight is beside forfeâting Our owne Braines and the Opinion that we bring To make that onely true we now intend Will leaue vs neuer an vnderstanding Friend Therefore for Goodnesse sake and as you are knowne The First and Happiest Hearers of the Towne Be sad as we would make ye Thânkeye see The very Persons of our Noble Story As they were Liuing Thinke you see them Great And follow'd with the generall throng and sweat Of thousand Friends Then in a moment see How soone this Mightinesse meets Misery And if you can be merry then I le say A Man may weepe vpon his Wedding day Actus Primus Scoena Prima Enter the Duke of Norfolke at one doore At the other the Duke of Buckingham and the Lord Aburgauenny Buckingham GOod morrow and well met How haue ye done Since last we saw in France Norf. I thanke your Grace Healthfull and euer since a fresh Admirer Of what I saw there Buck. An vntimely Ague Staid me a Prisoner in my Chamber when Those Sunnes of Glory those two Lights of Men Met in the vale of Andren Nor. 'Twixt Guynes and Arde I was then present saw them salute on Horsebacke Beheld them when they lighted how they clung In their Embracement as they grew together Which had they What foure Thron'd ones could haue weigh'd Such a compounded one Buck. All the whole time I was my Chambers Prisoner Nor. Then you lost The view of earthly glory Men might say Till this time Pompe was single but now married To one aboue it selfe Each following day Became the next dayes master till the last Made former Wonders it 's To day the French All Clinquant all in Gold like Heathen Gods Shone downe the English and to morrow they Made Britaine India Euery man that stood Shewâd like a Mine Their Dwarfish Pages were As Cherubins all gilt the Madams too Not vs'd to toyle did almost sweat to beare The Pride vpon them that their very labour Was to them as a Painting Now this Maske Was cry'de incompareable and th' ensuing night Made it a Foole and Begger The two Kings Equall in lustre were now best now worst As presence did present them Him in eye Still him in praise and being present both 'T was said they saw but one and no Discerner Durst wagge his
most malicious Foe and thinke not At all a Friend to truth Wol. I do professe You speake not like your selfe who euer yet Haue stood to Charity and displayd th' effects Of disposition gentle and of wisedome Ore-topping womans powre Madam you do me wrong I haue no Spleene against you nor iniustice For you or any how farre I haue proceeded Or how farre further Shall is warranted By a Commission from the Consistorie Yea the whole Consistorie of Rome You charge me That I haue blowne this Coale I do deny it The King is present If it be knowne to him That I gainsay my Deed how may he wound And worthily my Falsehood yea as much As you haue done my Truth If he know That I am free of your Report he knowes I am not of your wrong Therefore in him It lies to cure me and the Cure is to Remoue these Thoughts from you The which before His Highnesse shall speake in I do beseech You gracious Madam to vnthinke your speaking And to say so no more Queen My Lord my Lord I am a simple woman much too weake T' oppose your cunning Y' are meek humble-mouth'd You signe your Place and Calling in full seeming With Meekenesse and Humilitie but your Heart Is cramm'd with Arrogancie Spleene and Pride You haue by Fortune and his Highnesse fauors Gone slightly o're lowe steppes and now are mounted Where Powres are your Retainers and your words Domestickes to you serue your will as 't please Your selfe pronounce their Office I must tell you You tender more your persons Honor then Your high profession Spirituall That agen I do refuse you for my Iudge and heere Before you all Appeale vnto the Pope To bring my whole Cause 'fore his Holinesse And to be iudg'd by him She Curtsies to the King and offers to depart Camp The Queene is obstinate Stubborne to Iustice apt to accuse it and Disdainfull to be tride by 't t is not well Shee 's going away Kin. Call her againe Crier Katherine Q of England come into the Court. Gent. Vsh Madam you are cald backe Que. What need you note it pray you keep your way When you are cald returne Now the Lord helpe They vexe me past my patience pray you passe on I will not tarry no nor euer more Vpon this businesse my appearance make In any of their Courts Exit Queene and her Attendants Kin. Goe thy wayes Kate That man i' th' world who shall report he ha's A better Wife let him in naught be trusted For speaking false in that thou art alone If thy rare qualities sweet gentlenesse Thy meeknesse Saint-like Wife-like Gouernment Obeying in commanding and thy parts Soueraigne and Piousels could speake thee out The Queene of earthly Queenes Shee 's Noble borne And like her true Nobility she ha's Carried her selfe towards me Wol. Most gracious Sir In humblest manner I require your Highnes That it shall please you to declare in hearing Of all these eares for where I am rob'd and bound There must I be vnloos'd although not there At once and fully satisfide whether euer I Did broach this busines to your Highnes or Laid any scruple in your way which might Induce you to the question on 't or euer Haue to you but with thankes to God for such A Royall Lady spake one the least word that might Be to the preiudice of her present State Or touch of her good Person Kin. My Lord Cardinall I doe excuse you yea vpon mine Honour I free you from 't You are not to be taught That you haue many enemies that know not Why they are so but like to Village Curres Barke when their fellowes doe By some of these The Queene is put in anger y' are excus'd But will you be more iustifi'de You euer Haue wish'd the sleeping of this busines neuer desir'd It to be stir'd but oft haue hindred oft The passages made toward it on my Honour I speake my good Lord Cardnall to this point And thus farre cleare him Now what mou'd me too 't I will be bold with time and your attention Then marke th' inducement Thus it came giue heede too 't My Conscience first receiu'd a tendernes Scruple and pricke on certaine Speeches vtter'd By th' Bishop of Bayon then French Embassador Who had beene hither sent on the debating And Marriage 'twixt the Duke of Orleance and Our Daughter Mary I' th' Progresse of this busines Ere a determinate resolution hee I meane the Bishop did require a respite Wherein he might the King his Lord aduertise Whether our Daughter were legitimate Respecting this our Marriage with the Dowager Sometimes our Brothers Wife This respite shooke The bosome of my Conscience enter'd me Yea with a spitting power and made to tremble The region of my Breast which forc'd such way That many maz'd considerings did throng And prest in with this Caution First me thought I stood not in the smile of Heauen who had Commanded Nature that my Ladies wombe If it conceiu'd a male-child by me should Doe no more Offices of life too 't then The Graue does to th' dead For her Male Issue Or di'de where they were made ot shortly after This world had ayr'd them Hence I tooke a thought This was a Iudgement on me that my Kingdome Well worthy the best Heyre o' th' World should not Be gladded in 't by me Then followes that I weigh'd the danger which my Realmes stood in By this my Issues faile and that gaue to me Many a groaning throw thus hulling in The wild Sea of my Conscience I did steere Toward this remedy whereupon we are Now present heere together that 's to say I meant to rectifie my Conscience which I then did feele full sicke and yet not well By all the Reuerend Fathers of the Land And Doctors learn'd First I began in priuate With you my Lord of Lincolne you remember How vnder my oppression I did reeke When I first mou'd you B. Lin. Very well my Liedge Kin. I haue spoke long be pleas'd your selfe to say How farre you satisfide me Lin. So please your Highnes The question did at first so stagger me Bearing a State of mighty moment in 't And consequence of dread that I committed The daringst Counsaile which I had to doubt And did entreate your Highnes to this course Which you are running heere Kin. I then mou'd you My Lord of Canterbury and got your leaue To make this present Summons vnsolicited I left no Reuerend Person in this Court But by particular consent proceeded Vnder your hands and Seales therefore goe on For no dislike i' th' world against the person Of the good Queene but the sharpe thorny points Of my alleadged reasons driues this forward Proue but our Marriage lawfull by my Life And Kingly Dignity we are contented To weare our mortall State to come with her Katherine our Queene before the primest Creature That 's Parragon'd o' th' World Camp So please your Highnes The Queene being absent 't is a
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
deuises A payre of cursed hell-hounds and their Dam. Dem. Madam depart at pleasure leaue vs heere Tam. Farewell Andronicus reuenge now goes To lay a complot to betray thy Foes Tit. I know thou doo'st and sweet reuenge farewell Chi. Tell vs old man how shall we be imploy'd Tit. Tut I haue worke enough for you to doe Publius come hither Caius and Valentine Pub. What is your will Tit. Know you these two Pub. The Empresse Sonnes I take them Chiron Demetrius Titus Fie Publius fie thou art too much deceau'd The one is Murder Rape is the others name And therefore bind them gentle Publius Caius and Valentine lay hands on them Oft haue you heard me wish for such an houre And now I find it therefore binde them sure Chi. Villaines forbeare we are the Empresse Sonnes Pub. And therefore do we what we are commanded Stop close their mouthes let them not speake a word Is he sure bound looke that you binde them fast Exeunt Enter Titus Andronicus with a knife and Lauinia with a Bason Tit. Come come Lauinia looke thy Foes are bound Sirs stop their mouthes let them not speake to me But let them heare what fearefull words I vtter Oh Villaines Chiron and Demetrius Here stands the spring whom you haue stain'd with mud This goodly Sommer with your Winter mixt You kil'd her husband and for that vil'd fault Two of her Brothers were condemn'd to death My hand cut off and made a merry iest Both her sweet Hands her Tongue and that more deere Then Hands or tongue her spotlesse Chastity Inhumaine Traytors you constrain'd and for'st What would you say if I should let you speake Villaines for shame you could not beg for grace Harke Wretches how I meane to martyr you This one Hand yet is left to cut your throats Whil'st that Lauinia tweene her stumps doth hold The Bason that receiues your guilty blood You know your Mother meanes to feast with me And calls herselfe Reuenge and thinkes me mad Harke Villaines I will grin'd your bones to dust And with your blood and it I le make a Paste And of the Paste a Coffen I will reare And make two Pasties of your shamefull Heads And bid that strumpet your vnhallowed Dam Like to the earth swallow her increase This is the Feast that I haue bid her to And this the Banquet she shall surfet on For worse then Philomel you vsd my Daughter And worse then Progne I will be reueng'd And now prepare your throats Lauinia come Receiue the blood and when that they are dead Let me goe grin'd their Bones to powder small And with this hatefull Liquor temper it And in that Paste let their vil'd Heads be bakte Come come be euery one officious To make this Banket which I wish might proue More sterne and bloody then the Centaures Feast He cuts their throats So now bring them in for I le play the Cooke And see them ready gainst their Mother comes Exeunt Enter Lucius Marcus and the Gothes Luc. Vnckle Marcus since 't is my Fathers minde That I repair to Rome I am content Goth. And ours with thine befall what Fortune will Luc. Good Vnckle take you in this barbarous Moore This Rauenous Tiger this accursed deuill Let him receiue no sustenance fetter him Till he be brought vnto the Emperous face For testimony of her foule proceedings And see the Ambush of our Friends be strong If ere the Emperour meanes no good to vs. Aron Some deuill whisper curses in my eare And prompt me that my tongue may vtter forth The Venemous Mallice of my swelling heart Luc. Away Inhumaine Dogge Vnhallowed Slaue Sirs helpe our Vnckle to conuey him in Flourish The Trumpets shew the Emperour is at hand Sound Trumpets Enter Emperour and Empresse with Tribunes and others Sat. What hath the Firemament more Suns then one Luc. What bootes it thee to call thy selfe a Sunne Mar. Romes Emperour Nephewe breake the parle These quarrels must be quietly debated The Feast is ready which the carefull Titus Hath ordained to an Honourable end For Peace for Loue for League and good to Rome Please you therfore draw nie and take your places Satur. Marcus we will Hoboyes A Table brought in Enter Titus like a Cooke placing the meat on the Table and Lauinia with a vale ouer her face Titus Welcome my gracious Lord Welcome Dread Queene Welcome ye Warlike Gothes welcome Luciuâ And welcome all although the cheere be poore 'T will fill your stomacks please you eat of it Sat. Why art thou thus attir'd Andronicus Tit. Because I would be sure to haue all well To entertaine your Highnesse and your Empresse Tam. We are beholding to you good Andronicus Tit. And if your Highnesse knew my heart you were My Lord the Emperour resolue me this Was it well done of rash Virginius To slay his daughter with his owne right hand Because she was enfor'st stain'd and deflowr'd Satur. It was Andronicus Tit. Your reason Mighty Lord Sat. Because the Girle should not suruine her shame And by her presence still renew his sorrowes Tit. A reason mighty strong and effectuall A patterne president and liuely warrant For me most wretched to performe the like Die die Lauinia and thy shame with thee And with thy shame thy Fathers sorrow die He kils her Sat. What hast done vnnaturall and vnkinde Tit. Kil'd her for whom my teares haue made me blind I am as wofull as Virginius was And haue a thousand times more cause then he Sat. What was she rauisht tell who did the deed Tit. Wilt please you eat Wilt please your Hignesse feed Tam. Why hast thou slaine thine onely Daughter Titus Not I 't was Chiron and Demetrius They rauisht her and cut away her tongue And they 't was they that did her all this wrong Satu. Go fetch them hither to vs presently Tit. Why there they are both baked in that Pie Whereof their Mother dantily hath fed Eating the flesh that she herselfe hath bred 'T is true 't is true witnesse my kniues sharpe point He stabs the Empresse Satu. Die franticke wretch for this accursed deed Luc. Can the Sonnes eye behold his Father bleed There 's meede for meede death for a deadly deed Mar. You sad fac'd men people and Sonnes of Rome By vprores seuer'd like a flight of Fowle Scattred by windes and high tempestuous gusts Oh let me teach you how to knit againe This scattred Corne into one mutuall sheafe These broken limbs againe into one body Goth. Let Rome herselfe be bane vnto herselfe And shee whom mightie kingdomes cursie too Like a forlorne and desperate castaway Doe shamefull execution on her selfe But if my frostie signes and chaps of age Graue witnesses of true experience Cannot induce you to attend my words Speake Romes deere friend as ' erst our Auncestor When with his solemne tongue he did discourse To loue-sicke Didoes sad attending eare The story of that balefull burning night When subtil Greekes surpriz'd King Priams Troy Tell
you will not wed I le pardon you Graze where you will you shall not house with me Looke too 't thinke on 't I do not vse to iest Thursday is neere lay hand on heart aduise And you be mine I le giue you to my Friend And you be not hang beg straue die in the streets For by my soule I le nere acknowledge thee Nor what is mine shall neuer do thee good Trust too 't bethinke you I le not be forsworne Exit Iuli. Is there no pittie sitting in the Cloudes That sees into the bottome of my griefe O sweet my Mother cast me not away Delay this marriage for a month a weeke Or if you do not make the Bridall bed In that dimâ Monument where Tybalt lies Mo. Talke not to me for I le not speake a word Do as thou wilt for I haue done with thee Exit Iul. O God! O Nurse how shall this be preuented My Husband is on earth my faith in heauen How shall that faith returne againe to earth Vnlesse that Husband send it me from heauen By leauing earth Comfort me counsaile me Hlacke alacke that heauen should practise stratagems Vpon so soft a subiect as my selfe What saist thou hast thou not a word of ioy Some comfort Nurse Nur. Faith here it is Romeo is banished and all the world to nothing That he dares nere come backe to challenge you Or if he do it needs must be by stealth Then since the case so stands as now it doth I thinke it best you married with the Countie O hee 's a Louely Gentleman Romeos a dish-clout to him an Eagle Madam Hath not so greene so quicke so faire an eye As Paris hath beshrow my very heart I thinke you are happy in this second match For it excels your first or if it did not Your first is dead or 't were as good he were As liuing here and you no vse of him Iul. Speakest thou from thy heart Nur. And from my soule too Or else beshrew them both Iul. Amen Nur. What Iul. Well thou hast comforted me marue'lous much Go in and tell my Lady I am gone Hauing displeas'd my Father to Lawrence Cell To make confession and to be absolu'd Nur. Marrie I will and this is wisely done Iul. Auncient damnation O most wicked fiend It is more sin to wish me thus forsworne Or to dispraise my Lord with that same tongue Which she hath prais'd him with aboue compare So many thousand times Go Counsellor Thou and my bosome henchforth shall be twaine I le to the Frier to know his remedie If all else faile my selfe haue power to die Exeunt Enter Frier and Countie Paris Fri. On Thursday sir the time is very short Par. My Father Capulet will haue it so And I am nothing slow to slack his hast Fri. You say you do not know the Ladies mind Vneuen is the course I like it not Pa. Immoderately she weepes for Tybalis death And therfore haue I little talke of Loue For Venus smiles not in a house of teares Now sir her Father counts it dangerous That she doth giue her sorrow so much sway And in his wisedome hasts our marriage To stop the inundation of her teares Which too much minded by her selfe alone May be put from her by societie Now doe you know the reason of this hast Fri. I would I knew not why it should be slow'd Looke sir here comes the Lady towards my Cell Enter Iuliet Par. Happily met my Lady and my wife Iul. That may be sir when I may be a wife Par. That may be must be Loue on Thursday next Iul. What must be shall be Fri. That 's a certaine text Par. Come you to make confession to this Father Iul. To answere that I should confesse to you Par. Do not denie to him that you Loue me Iul. I will confesse to you that I Loue him Par. So will ye I am sure that you Loue me Iul. If I do so it will be of more price Benig spoke behind your backe then to your face Par. Poore soule thy face is much abus'd with teares Iul. The teares haue got small victorie by that For it was bad inough before their spight Pa. Thou wrong'st it more then teares with that report Iul. That is no slaunder sir which is a truth And what I spake I spake it to thy face Par. Thy face is mine and thou hast slaundred it Iul. It may be so for it is not mine owne Are you at leisure Holy Father now Or shall I come to you at euening Masse Fri. My leisure serues me pensiue daughter now My Lord you must intreat the time alone Par. Godsheild I should disturbe Deuotion Iuliet on Thursday early will I rowse yee Till then adue and keepe this holy kisse Exit Paris Iul. O shut the doore and when thou hast done so Come weepe with me past hope past care past helpe Fri. O Iuliet I alreadie know thy griefe It streames me past the compasse of my wits I heare thou must and nothing may prorogue it On Thursday next be married to this Countie Iul. Tell me not Frier that thou hearest of this Vnlesse thou tell me how I may preuent it If in thy wisedome thou canst giue no helpe Do thou but call my resolution wise And with ' his knife I le helpe it presently God ioyn'd my heart and Romeos thou our hands And ere this hand by thee to Romeo seal'd Shall be the Labell to another Deede Or my true heart with trecherous reuolt Turne to another this shall slay them both Therefore out of thy long expetien'st time Giue me some present counsell or behold Twixt my extreames and me this bloody knife Shall play the vmpeere arbitrating that Which the commission of thy yeares and art Could to no issue of true honour bring Be not so long to speak I long to die If what thou speak'st speake not of remedy Fri. Hold Daughter I doe spie a kind of hope Which craues as desperate an execution As that is desperate which we would preuent If rather then to marrie Countie Paris Thou hast the strength of will to stay thy selfe Then is it likely thou wilt vndertake A thinglike death to chide away this shame That coap'st with death himselfe to scape fro it And if thou dar'st I le giue thee remedie Iul. Oh bid me leape rather then marrie Paris From of the Battlements of any Tower Or walke in theeuish waies or bid me lurke Where Serpents are chaine me with roaring Beares Or hide me nightly in a Charnell house Orecouered quite with dead mens ratling bones With reckie shankes and yellow chappels sculls Or bid me go into a new made graue And hide me with a dead man in his graue Things that to heare them told haue made me tremble And I will doe it without feare or doubt To liue an vnstained wife to my sweet Loue. Fri. Hold then goe home be merrie giue consent To marrie Paris wensday is to morrow To morrow
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
countenance more in sorrow then in anger Ham. Pale or red Hor. Nay very pale Ham. And fixt his eyes vpon you Hor. Most constantly Ham. I would I had beene there Hor. It would haue much amaz'd you Ham. Very like very like staid it long Hor. While one with moderate hast might tell a hundred All. Longer longer Hor. Not when I saw 't Ham. His Beard was grisly no. Hor. It was as I haue seene it in his life A Sable Siluer'd Ham. I le watch to Night perchance 't will wake againe Hor. I warrant you it will Ham. If it assume my noble Fathers person I le speake to it though Hell it selfe should gape And bid me hold my peace I pray you all If you haue hitherto conceald this sight Let it bee treble in your silence still And whatsoeuer els shall hap to night Giue it an vnderstanding but no tongue I will requite your loues so fare ye well Vpon the Platforme twixt eleuen and twelue I le visit you All. Our duty to your Honour Exeunt Ham. Your loue as mine to you farewell My Fathers Spirit in Armes All is not well I doubt some foule play would the Night were come Till then sit still my soule foule deeds will rise Though all the earth orewhelm them to mens eies Exit Scena Tertia Enter Laertes and Ophelia Laer. My necessaries are imbark't Farewell And Sister as the Winds giue Benefit And Conuoy is assistant doe not sleepe But let me heare from you Ophel Doe you doubt that Laer. For Hamlet and the trifling of his fauours Hold it a fashion and a toy in Bloud A Violet in the youth of Primy Nature Froward not permanent sweet not lasting The suppliance of a minute No more Ophel No more but so Laer. Thinke it no more For nature cressant does not grow alone In thewes and Bulke but as his Temple waxes The inward seruice of the Minde and Soule Growes wide withall Perhaps he loues you now And now no soyle nor cautell doth besmerch The vertue of his feare but you must feare His greatnesse weigh'd his will is not his owne For hee himselfe is subiect to his Birth Hee may not as vnuallued persons doe Carue for himselfe for on his choyce depends The sanctity and health of the weole State And therefore must his choyce be circumscrib'd Vnto the voyce and yeelding of that Body Whereof he is the Head Then if he sayes he loues you It fits your wisedome so farre to beleeue it As he in his peculiar Sect and force May giue his saying deed which is no further Then the maine voyce of Denmarke goes withall Then weigh what losse your Honour may sustaine If with too credent eare you list his Songs Or lose your Heart or your chast Treasure open To his vnmastred importunity Feare it Ophelia feare it my deare Sister And keepe within the reare of your Affection Out of the shot and danger of Desire The chariest Maid is Prodigall enough If she vnmaske her beauty to the Moone Vertue it selfe scapes not calumnious stroakes The Canker Galls the Infants of the Spring Too oft before the buttons be disclos'd And in the Morne and liquid dew of Youth Contagious blastments are most imminent Be wary then best safety lies in feare Youth to it selfe rebels though none else neere Ophe. I shall th' effect of this good Lesson keepe As watchmen to my heart but good my Brother Doe not as some vngracious Pastors doe Shew me the steepe and thorny way to Heauen Whilst like a puft and recklesse Libertine Himselfe the Primrose path of dalliance treads And reaks not his owne reade Laer. Oh feare me not Enter Polonius I stay too long but here my Father comes A double blessing is a double grace Occasion smiles vpon a second leaue Polon Yet heere Laertes Aboord aboord for shame The winde sits in the shoulder of your saile And you are staid for there my blessing with you And these few Precepts in thy memory See thou Character Giue thy thoughts no tongue Nor any vnproportion'd thought his Act Be thou familiar but by no meanes vulgar The friends thou hast and their adoption tride Grapple them to thy Soule with hoopes of Steele But doe not dull thy palme with entertainment Of each vnhatch't vnfledg'd Comrade Beware Of entrance to a quarrell but being in Bear 't that th' opposed may beware of thee Giue euery man thine eare but few thy voyce Take each mans censure but reserue thy iudgement Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy But not exprest in fancie rich not gawdies For the Apparell oft proclaimes the man And they in France of the best ranck and station Are of a most select and generous cheff in that Neither a borrower nor a lender be For lone oft loses both it selfe and friend And borrowing duls the edge of Husbandry This aboue all to thine owne selfe be true And it must follow as the Night the Day Thou canst not then be false to any man Farewell my Blessing season this in thee Laer. Most humbly doe I take my leaue my Lord. Polon The time inuites you goe your seruants tend Laer. Farewell Ophelia and remember well What I haue said to you Ophe. T is in my memory lockt And you your selfe shall keepe the key of it Laer. Farewell Exit Laer. Polon What i st Ophelia he hath said to you Ophe. So please you somthing touching the L. Hamlet Polon Marry well bethought T is told me he hath very oft of late Giuen priuate time to you and you your selfe Haue of your audience beene most free and bounteous If it be so as so t is put on me And that in way of caution I must tell you You doe not vnderstand your selfe so cleerely As it behoues my Daughter and your Honour What is betweene you giue me vp the truth Ophe. He hath my Lord of late made many tenders Of his affection to me Polon Affection puh You speake like a greene Girle Vnsifted in such perillous Circumstance Doe you beleeue his tenders as you call them Ophe. I do not know my Lord what I should thinke Polon Marry I le teach you thinke your selfe a Baby That you haue tane his tenders for true pay Which are not starling Tender your selfe more dearly Or not to crack the winde of the poore Phrase Roaming it thus you 'l tender me a foole Ophe. My Lord he hath importun'd me with loue In honourable fashion Polon I fashion you may call it go too go too Ophe. And hath giuen countenance to his speech My Lord with all the vowes of Heauen Polon I Springes to catch Woodcocks I doe know When the Bloud burnes how Prodigall the Soule Giues the tongue vowes these blazes Daughter Giuing more light then heate extinct in both Euen in their promise as it is a making You must not take for fire For this time Daughter Be somewhat scanter of your Maiden presence Set your entreatments at a higher rate Then a command to
whereat greeued That so his Sicknesse Age and Impotence Was falsely borne in hand sends out Arrests On Fortinbras which he in breefe obeyes Receiues rebuke from Norwey and in fine Makes Vow before his Vnkle neuer more To giue th' assay of Armes against your Maiestie Whereon old Norwey ouercome with ioy Giues him three thousand Crownes in Annuall Fee And his Commission to imploy those Soldiers So leuied as before against the Poleak With an intreaty heerein further shewne That it might please you to giue quiet passe Through your Dominions for his Enterprize On such regards of safety and allowance As therein are set downe King It likes vs well And at our more consider'd time wee 'l read Answer and thinke vpon this Businesse Meane time we thanke you for your well-tooke Labour Go to your rest at night wee 'l Feast together Most welcome home Exit Ambass Pol. This businesse is very well ended My Liege and Madam to expostulate What Maiestie should be what Dutie is Why day is day night night and time is time Were nothing but to waste Night Day and Time Therefore since Breuitie is the Soule of Wit And tediousnesse the limbes and outward flourishes I will be breefe Your Noble Sonne is mad Mad call I it for to define true Madnesse What is' t but to be nothing else but mad But let that go Qu. More matter with lesse Art Pol. Madam I sweare I vse no Art at all That he is mad 't is true 'T is true 't is pittie And pittie it is true A foolish figure But farewell it for I will vse no Art Mad let vs grant him then and now remaines That we finde out the cause of this effect Or rather say the cause of this defect For this effect defectiue comes by cause Thus it remaines and the remainder thus Perpend I haue a daughter haue whil'st she is mine Who in her Dutie and Obedience marke Hath giuen me this now gather and surmise The Letter To the Celestiall and my Soules Idoll the most beautified Ophelia That 's an ill Phrase a vilde Phrase beautified is a vilde Phrase but you shall heare these in her excellent white bosome these Qu. Came this from Hamlet to her Pol. Good Madam stay awhile I will be faithfull Doubt thou the Starres are fire Doubt that the Sunne doth moue Doubt Truth to be a Lier But neuer Doubt I loue O deere Ophelia I am ill at these Numbers I haue not Art to reckon my grones but that I loue thee best oh most Best beleeue it Adieu Thine euermore most deere Lady whilst this Machine is to him Hamlet This in Obedience hath my daughter shew'd me And more aboue hath his soliciting As they fell out by Time by Meanes and Place All giuen to mine eare King But how hath she receiu'd his Loue Pol. What do you thinke of me King As of a man faithfull and Honourable Pol. I wold faine proue so But what might you think When I had seene this hot loue on the wing As I perceiued it I must tell you that Before my Daughter told me what might you Or my deere Maiestie your Queene heere think If I had playd the Deske or Table-booke Or giuen my heart a winking mute and dumbe Or look'd vpon this Loue with idle sight What might you thinke No I went round to worke And my yong Mistris thus I did bespeake Lord Hamlet is a Prince out of thy Starre This must not be and then I Precepts gaue her That she should locke her selfe from his Resort Admit no Messengers receiue no Tokens Which done she tooke the Fruites of my Aduice And he repulsed A short Tale to make Fell into a Sadnesse then into a Fast Thence to a Watch thence into a Weaknesse Thence to a Lightnesse and by this declension Into the Madnesse whereon now he raues And all we waile for King Do you thinke 't is this Qu. It may be very likely Pol. Hath there bene such a time I 'de fain know that That I haue possitiuely said 't is so When it prou'd otherwise King Not that I know Pol. Take this from this if this be otherwise If Circumstances leade me I will finde Where truth is hid though it were hid indeede Within the Center King How may we try it further Pol. You know sometimes He walkes foure houres together heere In the Lobby Qu. So he ha's indeed Pol. At such a time I le loose my Daughter to him Be you and I behinde an Arras then Marke the encounter If he loue her not And be not from his reason falne thereon Let me be no Assistant for a State And keepe a Farme and Carters King We will try it Enter Hamlet reading on a Booke Qu. But looke where sadly the poore wretch Comes reading Pol. Away I do beseech you both away I le boord him presently Exit King Queen Oh giue me leaue How does my good Lord Hamlet Ham. Well God-a-mercy Pol. Do you know me my Lord Ham. Excellent excellent well y' are a Fishmonger Pol. Not I my Lord. Ham. Then I would you were so honest a man Pol. Honest my Lord Ham. I sir to be honest as this world goes is to bee one man pick'd out of two thousand Pol. That 's very true my Lord. Ham. For if the Sun breed Magots in a dead dogge being a good kissing Carrion Haue you a daughter Pol. I haue my Lord. Ham. Let her not walke i' th' Sunne Conception is a blessing but not as your daughter may conceiue Friend looke too 't Pol. How say you by that Still harping on my daughter yet he knew me not at first he said I was a Fishmonger he is farre gone farre gone and truly in my youth I suffred much extreamity for loue very neere this I le speake to him againe What do you read my Lord Ham. Words words words Pol. What is the matter my Lord Ham. Betweene who Pol. I meane the matter you meane my Lord. Ham. Slanders Sir for the Satyricall slaue saies here that old men haue gray Beards that their faces are wrinkled their eyes purging thicke Amber or Plum-Tree Gumme and that they haue a plentifull locke of Wit together with weake Hammes All which Sir though I most powerfully and potently beleeue yet I holde it not Honestie to haue it thus set downe For you your selfe Sir should be old as I am if like a Crab you could go backward Pol Though this be madnesse Yet there is Method in 't will you walke Out of the ayre my Lord Ham. Into my Graue Pol. Indeed that is out o' th' Ayre How pregnant sometimes his Replies are A happinesse That often Madnesse hits on Which Reason and Sanitie could not So prosperously be deliuer'd of I will leaue him And sodainely contriue the meanes of meeting Betweene him and my daughter My Honourable Lord I will most humbly Take my leaue of you Ham. You cannot Sir take from me any thing that I will more willingly part withall except
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
welcom to Elsonower your hands come The appurtenance of Welcome is Fashion and Ceremony Let me comply with you in the Garbe left my extent to the Players which I tell you must shew fairely outward should more appeare like entertainment then yours You are welcome but my Vnckle Father and Aunâ Mother are deceiu'd Guil. ââhat my deere Lord Ham. ãâã but mad North North-West when the Winde is Southerly â know a Hawke from a Handsaw Enter Polonius Pol. Well be with you Gentlemen Ham. Hearke you Guildensterne and you too at each care a hearer that great Baby you see there is not yet out of his swathing clouts Rosin Happily he 's the second time come to them for they say an old man is twice a childe Ham. I will Prophesie Hee comes to tell me of the Players Mark it you say right Sir for a Monday morning 't was so indeed Pol. My Lord I haue Newes to tell you Ham. My Lord I haue Newes to tell you When Rossius an Actor in Rome Pol. The Actors are come hither my Lord. Ham. Buzze buzze Pol. Vpon mine Honor. Ham. Then can each Actor on his Asse Polon The best Actors in the world either for Tragedie Comedie Historie Pastorall Pastoricall-Comicall-Historicall-Pastorall Tragicall-Historicall Tragicall-Comicall-Historicall-Pastorall Scene indiuible or Poem vnlimited Seneca cannot be too heauy nor Plautus too light for the law of Writ and the Liberty These are the onely men Ham. O Iephta Iudge of Israel what a Treasure had'st thou Pol. What a Treasure had he my Lord Ham. Why one faire Daughter and no more The which he loued passing well Pol. Still on my Daughter Ham. Am I not i' th' right old Iephta Polon If you call me Iephta my Lord I haue a daughter that I loue passing well Ham. Nay that followes not Polon What followes then my Lord Ha. Why As by lot God wot and then you know It came to passe as most like it was The first rowe of the Pons Chansân will shew you more For looke where my Abridgements come Enter foure or fiue Players Y' are welcome Masters welcome all I am glad to see thee well Welcome good Friends O my olde Friend Thy face is valiant since I saw thee last Com'st thou to beard me in Denmarke What my yong Lady and Mistris Byrlady your Ladiship is neerer Heauen then when I saw you last by the altitude of a Choppine Pray God your voice like a peece of vncurrant Gold be not crack'd within the ring Masters you are all welcome wee 'l e'ne to 't like French Faulconers flie at any thing we see wee 'l haue a Speech straight Come giue vs a tast of your quality come a passionate speech 1 Play What speech my Lord Ham. I heard thee speak me a speech once but it was neuer Acted or if it was not aboue once for the Play I remember pleas'd not the Million 't was Cauiarie to the Generall but it was as I receiu'd it and others whose iudgement in such matters cried in the top of mine an excellent Play well digested in the Scoenes set downe with as much modestie as cunning I remember one said there was no Sallets in the lines to make the matter sauoury nor no matter in the phrase that might indite the Author of affectation but cal'd it an honest method One cheefe Speech in it I cheefely lou'd 't was Aeneas Tale to Dido and thereabout of it especially where he speaks of Priams slaughter If it liue in your memory begin at this Line let me see let me see The rugged Pyrrhus like th' Hyrcanian Beast It is not so it begins with Pyrrhus The rugged Pyrrhus he whose Sable Armes Blacke as his purpose did the night resemble When he lay couched in the Ominous Horse Hath now this dread and blacke Complexion smear'd With Heraldry more dismall Head to foote Now is he to take Geulles horridly Trick'd With blood of Fathers Mothers Daughters Sonnes Bak'd and impasted with the parching streets That lend a tyrannous and damned light To their vilde Murthers roasted in wrath and fire And thus o're-sized with coagulate gore VVith eyes like Carbuncles the hellish Pyrrhus Old Grandsire Priam seekes Pol. Fore God my Lord well spoken with good accent and good discretion 1. Player Anon he findes him Striking too short at Greekes His anticke Sword Rebellious to his Arme lyes where it falles Repugnant to command vnequall match Pyrrhus it Priam driues in Rage strikes wide But with the whiffe and winde of his fell Sword Th' vnnerued Father fals Then senselesse Illium Seeming to feele his blow with flaming top Stoopes to his Bace and with a hideous crash Takes Prisoner Pyrrhus eare For loe his Sword Which was declining on the Milkie head Of Reuerend Priam seem'd i' th' Ayre to stieke So as a painted Tyrant Pyrrhus stood And like a Newtrall to his will and matter did nothing But as we often see against some storme A silence in the Heauens the Racke stand still The bold windes speechlesse and the Orbe below As hush as death Anon the dreadfull Thunder Doth rend the Region So after Pyrrhus pause A rowsed Vengeance sets him new a-worke And neuer did the Cyclops hammers fall On Mars his Armours forg'd for proofe Eterne With lesse remorse then Pyrrhus bleeding sword Now falles on Priam. Out out thou Strumpet-Fortune all you Gods In generall Synod take away her power Breake all the Spokes and Fallies from her wheele And boule the round Naue downe the hill of Heauen As low as to the Fiends Pol. This is too long Ham It shall to ' th Barbars with your beard Prythee say on He 's for a Iigge or a tale of Baudry or hee sleepes Say on come to Hecuba 1. Play But who O who had seen the inobled Queen Ham. The inobled Queene Pol. That 's good Inobled Queene is good 1. Play Run bare-foot vp and downe Threatning the flame With Bisson Rheume A clout about that head Where late the Diadem stood and for a Robe About her lanke and all ore-teamed Lomes A blanket in th' Alarum of feare caught vp Who this had seene with tongue in Venome steep'd ' Gainst Fortunes State would Treason haue pronounc'd But if the Gods themselues did see her then When she saw Pyrrhus make malicious sport In mincing with his Sword her Husbands limbes The instant Burst of Clamour that she made Vnlesse things mortall moue them not at all Would haue made milche the Burning eyes of Heauen And passion in the Gods Pol. Looke where he ha's not turn'd his colour and ha's teares in 's eyes Pray you no more Ham. ' I is well I le haue thee speake out the rest soone Good my Lord will you see the Players wel bestow'd Do ye heare let them be well vs'd for they are the Abstracts and breefe Chronicles of the time After your death you were better haue a bad Epitaph then their ill report while you liued Pol. My Lord I will vse them according to their
finde him not there seeke him i' th other place your selfe but indeed if you finde him not this moneth you shall nose him as you go vp the staires into the Lobby King Go seeke him there Ham. He will stay till ye come K. Hamlet this deed of thine for thine especial safety Which we do tender as we deerely greeue For that which thou hast done must send thee hence With fierie Quicknesse Therefore prepare thy selfe The Barke is readie and the winde at helpe Th' Associates tend and euery thing at bent For England Ham. For England King I Hamlet Ham. Good King So is it if thou knew'st our purposes Ham. I see a Cherube that see 's him but come for England Farewell deere Mother King Thy louing Father Hamlet Hamlet My Mother Father and Mother is man and wife man wife is one flesh and so my mother Come for England Exit King Follow him at foote Tempt him with speed aboord Delay it not I le haue him hence to night Away for euery thing is Seal'd and done That else leanes on th' Affaire pray you make haft And England if my loue thou holdst at ought As my great power thereof may giue thee sense Since yet thy Cicatrice lookes raw and red After the Danish Sword and thy free awe Payes homage to vs thou maist not coldly set Our Soueraigne Processe which imports at full By Letters coniuring to that effect The present death of Hamlet Do it England For like the Hecticke in my blood he rages And thou must cure me Till I know 't is done How ere my happes my ioyes were ne're begun Exit Enter Fortinbras with an Armie For. Go Captaine from me greet the Danish King Tell him that by his license Fortinbras Claimes the conueyance of a promis'd March Ouer his Kingdome You know the Rendeuous If that his Maiesty would ought with vs We shall expresse our dutie in his eye And let him know so Cap. I will doo 't my Lord. For. Go safely on Exit Enter Queene and Horatio Qu. I will not speake with her Hor. She is importunate indeed distract her moode will needs be pittied Qu. What would she haue Hor. She speakes much of her Father saies she heares There 's trickes i' th' world and hems and beats her heart Spurnes enuiously at Strawes speakes things in doubt That carry but halfe sense Her speech is nothing Yet the vnshaped vse of it doth moue The hearers to Collection they ayme at it And botch the words vp fit to their owne thoughts Which as her winkes and nods and gestures yeeld them Indeed would make one thinke there would be thought Though nothing sure yet much vnhappily Qu. 'T were good she were spoken with For she may strew dangerous coniectures In ill breeding minds Let her come in To my sicke soule as sinnes true Nature is Each toy seemes Prologue to some great amisse So full of Artlesse iealousie is guilt It spill's it selfe in fearing to be spilt Enter Ophelia distracted Ophe Where is the beauteous Maiesty of Denmark Qu. How now Ophelia Ophe. How should I your true loue know from another one By his Cockle hat and staffe and his Sandal shoone Qu. Alas sweet Lady what imports this Song Ophe. Say you Nay pray you marke He is dead and gone Lady he is dead and gone At his head a grasse-greene Turfe at his heeles a stone Enter King Qu. Nay but Ophelia Ophe. Pray you marke White his Shrow'd as the Mountaine Snow Qu. Alas looke heere my Lord. Ophe. Larded with sweet flowers Which bewept to the graue did not go With true-loue showres King How do ye pretty Lady Ophe. Well God dil'd you They say the Owle was a Bakers daughter Lord wee know what we are but know not what we may be God be at your Table King Conceit vpon her Father Ophe. Pray you let 's haue no words of this but when they aske you what it meanes say you this Tomorrow is S. Valentines day all in the morning betime And I a Maid at your Window to be your Valentine Then vp he rose don'd his clothes dupt the chamber dore Let in the Maid that out a Maid neuer departed more King Pretty Ophelia Ophe. Indeed la without an oath I le make an end out By gis and by S. Charity Alacke and sie for shame Yong men wil doo 't if they come too 't By Cocke they are too blame Quoth she before you tumbled me You promis'd me to Wed So would I ha done by yonder Sunne And thou hadst not come to my bed King How long hath she bin this Ophe. I hope all will be well We must bee patient but I cannot choose but weepe to thinke they should lay him i' th' cold ground My brother shall knowe of it and so I thanke you for your good counsell Come my Coach Goodnight Ladies Goodnight sweet Ladies Goodnight goodnight Exit King Follow her close Giue her good watch I pray you Oh this is the poyson of deepe greefe it springs All from her Fathers death Oh Gertrude Gertrude When sorrowes comes they come not single spies But in Battaliaes First her Father slaine Next your Sonne gone and he most violent Author Of his owne iust remoue the people muddied Thicke and vnwholsome in their thoughts and whispers For good Polonius death and we haue done but greenly In hugger mugger to interre him Poore Ophelia Diuided from her selfe and her faire Iudgement Without the which we are Pictures or meere Beasts Last and as much containing as all these Her Brother is in secret come from France Keepes on his wonder keepes himselfe in clouds And wants not Buzzers to infect his eare With pestilent Speeches of his Fathers death Where in necessitie of matter Beggard Will nothing sticke our persons to Arraigne In eare and eare O my deere Gertrude this Like to a murdering Peece in many places Giues me superfluous death A Noise within Enter a Messenger Qu. Alacke what noyse is this King Where are my Switzers Let them guard the doore What is the matter Mes Saue your selfe my Lord. The Ocean ouer-peering of his List Eates not the Flats with more impittious haste Then young Laertes in a Riotous head Ore-beares your Officers the rabble call him Lord And as the world were now but to begin Antiquity forgot Custome not knowne The Ratifiers and props of euery word They cry choose we Laertes shall be King Caps hands and tongues applaud it to the clouds Laertes shall be King Laertes King Qu. How cheerefully on the false Traile they cry Oh this is Counter you false Danish Dogges Noise within Enter Laertes King The doores are broke Laer. Where is the King sirs Stand you all without All. No let 's come in Laer. I pray you giue me leaue Al. We will we will Laer. I thanke you Keepe the doore Oh thou vilde King giue me my Father Qu. Calmely good Laertes Laer. That drop of blood that calmes Proclaimes me Bastard Cries Cuckold to
hither You you Sirrah where 's my Daughter Enter Steward Ste. So please you Exit Lear. What saies the Fellow there Call the Clot-pole backe wher 's my Foole Ho I thinke the world's asleepe how now Where 's that Mungrell Knigh. He saies my Lord your Daughters is not well Lear. Why came not the slaue backe to me when I call'd him Knigh. Sir he answered me in the roundest manner he would not Lear. He would not Knight My Lord I know not what the matter is but to my iudgement your Highnesse is not entertain'd with that Ceremonious affection as you were wont there 's a great abatement of kindnesse appeares as well in the generall dependants as in the Duke himselfe also and your Daughter Lear. Ha Saist thou so Knigh. I beseech you pardon me my Lord if I bee mistaken for my duty cannot be silent when I thinke your Highnesse wrong'd Lear. Thou but remembrest me of mine owne Conception I haue perceiued a most faint neglect of late which I haue rather blamed as mine owne iealous curiositie then as a very pretence and purpose of vnkindnesse I will looke further intoo'tâ but where 's my Foole I haue not seene him this two daies Knight Since my young Ladies going into France Sir the Foole hath much pined away Lear. No more of that I haue noted it well goe you and tell my Daughter I would speake with her Goe you call hither my Foole Oh you Sir you come you hither Sir who am I Sir Enter Steward Ste. My Ladies Father Lear. My Ladies Father my Lords knaue you whorson dog you slaue you curre Ste. I am none of these my Lord I beseech your pardon Lear. Do you bandy lookes with me you Rascall Ste. I le not be strucken my Lord. Kent Nor tript neither you base Foot-ball plaier Lear. I thanke thee fellow Thou seru'st me and I le loue thee Kent Come sir arise away I le teach you differences away away if you will measure your lubbers length againe tarry but away goe too haue you wisedome so Lear. Now my friendly knaue I thanke thee there 's earnest of thy seruice Enter Foole. Foole. Let me hire him too here 's my Coxcombe Lear. How now my pretty knaue how dost thou Foole. Sirrah you were best take my Coxcombe Lear. Why my Boy Foole. Why for taking ones part that 's out of fauour nay thou canst not smile as the wind sits thou'lt catch colde shortly there take my Coxcombes why this fellow ha's banish'd two on 's Daughters and did the third a blessing against his will if thou follow him thou must needs weare my Coxcombe How now Nunckle would I had two Coxcombes and two Daughters Lear. Why my Boy Fool. If I gaue them all my liuing I 'ld keepe my Coxcombes my selfe there 's mine beg another of thy Daughters Lear. Take heed Sirrah the whip Foole. Truth 's a dog must to kennell hee must bee whipt out when the Lady Brach may stand by ' th' fire and stinke Lear. A pestilent gall to me Foole. Sirha I le teach thee a speech Lear. Do. Foole. Marke it Nuncle Haue more then thou showest Speake lesse then thou knowest Lend lesse then thou owest Ride more then thou goest Learne more then thou trowest Set lesse then thou throwest Leaue thy drinke and thy whore And keepe in a dore And thou shalt haue more Then two tens to a score Kent This is nothing Foole. Foole. Then 't is like the breath of an vnfeed Lawyer you gaue me nothing for 't can you make no vse of nothing Nuncle Lear. Why no Boy Nothing can be made out of nothing Foole. Prythee tell him so much the rent of his land comes to he will not beleeue a Foole. Lear. A bitter Foole. Foole. Do'st thou know the difference my Boy betweene a bitter Foole and a sweet one Lear. No Lad teach me Foole. Nunckle giue me an egge and I le giue thee two Crownes Lear. What two Crownes shall they be Foole. Why after I haue cut the egge i' th' middle and eate vp the meate the two Crownes of the egge when thou clouest thy Crownes i' th' middle and gau'st away both parts thou boar'st thine Asse on thy backe o're the durt thou had'st little wit in thy bald crowne when thou gau'st thy golden one away if I speake like my selfe in this let him be whipt that first findes it so Fooles had nere lesse grace in a yeere For wisemen are growne foppish And know not how their wits to weare Their manners are so apish Le. When were you wont to be so full of Songs sirrah Foole. I haue vsed it Nunckle ere since thou mad'st thy Daughters thy Mothers for when thou gau'st them the rod and put'st downe thine owne breeches then they For sodaine ioy did weepe And I for sorrow sung That such a King should play bo-peepe And goe the Foole among Pry ' thy Nunckle keepe a Schoolemaster that can teach thy Foole to lie I would faine learne to lie Lear. And you lie sirrah wee 'l haue you whipt Foole. I maruell what kin thou and thy daughters are they 'l haue me whipt for speaking true thou'lt haue me whipt for lying and sometimes I am whipt for holding my peace I had rather be any kind o' thing then a foole and yet I would not be thee Nunckle thou hast pared thy wit o' both sides and left nothing i' th' middle heere comes one o' the parings Enter Gonerill Lear. How now Daughter what makes that Frontlet on You are too much of late i' th' frowne Foole. Thou wast a pretty fellow when thou hadst no need to care for her frowning now thou art an O without a figure I am better then thou art now I am a Foole thou art nothing Yes forsooth I will hold my tongue so your face bids me though you say nothing Mum mum he that keepes nor crust not crum Weary of all shall want some That 's a sheal'd Pescod Gon. Not only Sir this your all-lycenc'd Foole But other of your insolent retinue Do hourely Carpe and Quarrell breaking forth In ranke and not to be endur'd riots Sir I had thought by making this well knowne vnto you To haue found a safe redresse but now grow fearefull By what your selfe too late haue spoke and done That you protect this course and put it on By your allowance which if you should the fault Would not scape censure nor the redresses sleepe Which in the tender of a wholesome weale Might in their working do you that offence Which else were shame that then necessitie Will call discreet proceeding Foole. For you know Nunckle the Hedge-Sparrow fed the Cuckoo so long that it 's had it head bit off by it young so out went the Candle and we were left darkling Lear. Are you our Daughter Gon. I would you would make vse of your good wisedome Whereof I know you are fraught and put away These dispositions which of late transport you From what you
rightly are Foole. May not an Asse know when the Cart drawes the Horse Whoop Iugge I loue thee Lear. Do's any heere know me This is not Lear Do's Lear walke thus Speake thus Where are his eies Either his Notion weakens his Discernings Are Lethargied Ha! Waking 'T is not so Who is it that can tell me who I am Foole. Lears shadow Lear. Your name faire Gentlewoman Gon. This admiration Sir is much o' th' sauour Of other your new prankes I do beseech you To vnderstand my purposes aright As you are Old and Reuerend should be Wise Heere do you keepe a hundred Knights and Squires Men so disorder'd so debosh'd and bold That this our Court infected with their manners Shewes like a riotous Inne Epicurisme and Lust Makes it more like a Tauerne or a Brothell Then a grac'd Pallace The shame it selfe doth speake For instant remedy Be then desir'd By her that else will take the thing she begges A little to disquantity your Traine And the remainders that shall still depend To be such men as may besort your Age Which know themselues and you Lear. Darknesse and Diuels Saddle my horses call my Traine together Degenerate Bastard I le not trouble thee Yet haue I left a daughter Gon. You strike my people and your disorder'd rable make Seruants of their Betters Enter Albany Lear. Woe that too late repents Is it your will speake Sir Prepare my Horses Ingratitude thou Marble-hearted Fiend More hideous when thou shew'st thee in a Child Then the Sea-monster Alb. Pray Sir be patient Lear. Detested Kite thou lyest My Traine are men of choice and rarest parts That all particulars of dutie know And in the most exact regard support The worships of their name O most small fault How vgly did'st thou in Cordelia shew Which like an Engine wrencht my frame of Nature From the fixt place drew from my heart all loue And added to the gall O Lear Lear Lear Beate at this gate that let thy Folly in And thy deere Iudgement out Go go my people Alb. My Lord I am guiltlesse as I am ignorant Of what hath moued you Lear. It may be so my Lord. Heare Nature heare deere Goddesse heare Suspend thy purpose if thou did'st intend To make this Creature fruitfull Into her Wombe conuey stirrility Drie vp in her the Organs of increase And from her derogate body neuer spring A Babe to honor her If she must teeme Create her childe of Spleene that it may liue And be a thwart disnatur'd torment to her Let it stampe wrinkles in her brow of youth With cadent Teares fret Channels in her cheekes Turne all her Mothers paines and benefits To laughter and contempt That she may feele How sharper then a Serpents tooth it is To haue a thanklesse Childe Away away Exit Alb. Now Gods that we adore Whereof comes this Gon. Neuer afflict your selfe to know more of it But let his disposition haue that scope As dotage giues it Enter Lear. Lear. What fiftie of my Followers at a clap Within a fortnight Alb. What 's the matter Sir Lear. I le tell thee Life and death I am asham'd That thou hast power to shake my manhood thus That these hot teares which breake from me perforce Should make thee worth them Blastes and Fogges vpon thee Th' vntented woundings of a Fathers curse Pierce euerie sense about thee Old fond eyes Beweepe this cause againe I le plucke ye out And cast you with the waters that you loose To temper Clay Ha Let it be so I haue another daughter Who I am sure is kinde and comfortable When she shall heare this of thee with her nailes Shee 'l flea thy Woluish visage Thou shalt finde That I le resume the shape which thou dost thinke I haue cast off for euer Exit Gon. Do you marke that Alb. I cannot be so partiall Gonerill To the great loue I beare you Gon. Pray you content What Oswald hoa You Sir more Knaue then Foole after your Master Foole. Nunkle Lear Nunkle Lear Tarry take the Foole with thee A Fox when one has caught her And such a Daughter Should sure to the Slaughter If my Cap would buy a Halter So the Foole followes after Exit Gon. This man hath had good Counsell A hundred Knights 'T is politike and safe to let him keepe At point a hundred Knights yes that on euerie dreame Each buz each fancie each complaint dislike He may enguard his dotage with their powres And hold our liues in mercy Oswald I say Alb. Well you may feare too farre Gon. Safer then trust too farre Let me still take away the harmes I feare Not feare still to be taken I know his heart What he hath vtter'd I haue writ my Sister If she sustaine him and his hundred Knights When I haue shew'd th' vnfitnesse Enter Steward How now Oswald What haue you writ that Letter to my Sister Stew. I Madam Gon. Take you some company and away to horse Informe her full of my particular feare And thereto adde such reasons of your owne As may compact it more Get you gone And hasten your returne no no my Lord This milky gentlenesse and course of yours Though I condemne not yet vnder pardon Your are much more at task for want of wisedome Then prai'sd for harmefull mildnesse Alb. How farre your eies may pierce I cannot tell Striuing to better oft we marre what 's well Con. Nay then Alb. Well well the'uent Exeunt Scena Quinta Enter Lear Kent Gentleman and Foole. Lear. Go you before to Gloster with these Letters acquaint my Daughter no further with any thing you know then comes from her demand out of the Letter if your Dilligence be not speedy I shall be there afore you Kent I will not sleepe my Lord till I haue deliuered your Letter Exit Foole. If a mans braines were in 's heeles wert not in danger of kybes Lear. I Boy Foole. Then I prythee be merry thy wit shall not go slip-shod Lear. Ha ha ha Fool. Shalt see thy other Daughter will vse thee kindly for though she 's as like this as a Crabbe's like an Apple yet I can tell what I can tell Lear. What can'st tell Boy Foole. She will taste as like this as a Crabbe do's to a Crab thou canst tell why ones nose stands i' th' middle on 's face Lear. No. Foole. Why to keepe ones eyes of either side 's nose that what a man cannot smell out he may spy into Lear. I did her wrong Foole. Can'st tell how an Oyster makes his shell Lear. No. Foole. Nor I neither but I can tell why a Snaile ha's a house Lear. Why Foole. Why to put 's head in not to giue it away to his daughters and leaue his hornes without a case Lear. I will forget my Nature so kind a Father Be my Horsses ready Foole. Thy Asses are gone about 'em the reason why the seuen Starres are no mo then seuen is a pretty reason Lear. Because they are not eight
not fellow I haue seene the day with my good biting Faulchion I would haue made him skip I am old now And these same crosses spoile me Who are you Mine eyes are not o' th' best I le tell you straight Kent If Fortune brag of two she lou'd and hated One of them we behold Lear. This is a dull sight are you not Kent Kent The same your Seruant Kent Where is your Seruant Caius Lear. He 's a good fellow I can tell you that He 'le strike and quickly too he 's dead and rotten Kent No my good Lord I am the very man Lear. I le see that straight Kent That from your first of difference and decay Haue follow'd your sad steps Lear. Your are welcome hither Kent Nor no man else All 's cheerlesse darke and deadly Your eldest Daughters haue fore-done themselues And desperately are dead Lear. I so I thinke Alb. He knowes not what he saies and vaine is it That we present vs to him Enter a Messenger Edg. Very bootlesse Mess Edmund is dead my Lord. Alb. That 's but a trifle heere You Lords and Noble Friends know our intent What comfort to this great decay may come Shall be appli'd For vs we will resigne During the life of this old Maiesty To him our absolute power you to your rights With boote and such addition as your Honours Haue more then merited All Friends shall Taste the wages of their vertue and all Foes The cup of their deseruings O see see Lear. And my poore Foole is hang'd no no no life Why should a Dog a Horse a Rat haue life And thou no breath at all Thou 'lt come no more Neuer neuer neuer neuer neuer Pray you vndo this Button Thanke you Sir Do you see this Looke on her Looke her lips Looke there looke there He dis Edg. He faints my Lord my Lord. Kent Breake heart I prythee breake Edg. Looke vp my Lord. Kent Vex not his ghost O let him passe he hates him That would vpon the wracke of this tough world Stretch him out longer Edg. He is gon indeed Kent The wonder is he hath endur'd so long He but vsurpt his life Alb. Beare them from hence our present businesse Is generall woe Friends of my soule you twaine Rule in this Realme and the gor'd state sustaine Kent I haue a iourney Sir shortly to go My Master calls me I must not say no. Edg. The waight of this sad time we must obey Speake what we feele not what we ought to say The oldest hath borne most we that are yong Shall neuer see so much nor liue so long Exeunt with a dead March FINIS THE TRAGEDIE OF Othello the Moore of Venice Actus Primus Scoena Prima Enter Rodorigo and Iago Rodorigo NEuer tell me I take it much vnkindly That thou Iago who hast had my purse As if y e strings were thine should'st know of this Ia. But you 'l not heare me If euer I did dream Of such a matter abhorre me Rodo. Thou told'st me Thou did'st hold him in thy hate Iago Despise me If I do not Three Great-ones of the Cittie In personall suite to make me his Lieutenant Off-capt to him and by the faith of man I know my price I am worth no worsse a place But he as louing his owne pride and purposes Euades them with a bumbast Circumstance Horribly stufft with Epithites of warre Non-suites my Mediators For certes saies he I haue already chose my Officer And what was he For-sooth a great Arithmatician One Michaell Cassio a Florentine A Fellow almost damn'd in a faire Wife That neuer set a Squadron in the Field Nor the deuision of a Battaile knowes More then a Spinster Vnlesse the Bookish Theoricke Wherein the Tongued Consuls can propose As Masterly as he Meere pratle without practise Is all his Souldiership But he Sir had th' election And I of whom his eies had seene the proofe At Rhodes at Ciprus and on others grounds Christen'd and Heathen must be be-leed and calm'd By Debitor and Creditor This Counter-caster He in good time must his Lieutenant be And I blesse the marke his Mooreships Auntient Rod. By heauen I rather would haue bin his hangman Iago Why there 's no remedie 'T is the cursse of Seruice Preferment goes by Letter and affection And not by old gradation where each second Stood Heire to ' th' first Now Sir be iudge your selfe Whether I in any iust terme am Affin'd To loue the Moore Rod. I would not follow him then Iago O Sir content you I follow him to serue my turne vpon him We cannot all be Masters nor all Masters Cannot be truely follow'd You shall marke Many a dutious and knee-crooking knaue That doting on his owne obsequious bondage Weares out his time much like his Masters Asse For naught but Prouender when he 's old Casheer'd Whip me such honest knaues Others there are Who trym'd in Formes and visages of Dutie Keepe yet their hearts attending on themselues And throwing but showes of Seruice on their Lords Doe well thriue by them And when they haue lin'd their Coates Doe themselues Homage These Fellowes haue some soule And such a one do I professe my selfe For Sir It is as sure as you are Rodorigo Were I the Moore I would not be Iago In following him I follow but my selfe Heauen is my Iudge not I for loue and dutie But seeming so for my peculiar end For when my outward Action doth demonstrate The natiue act and figure of my heart In Complement externe 't is not long after But I will weare my heart vpon my sleeue For Dawes to pecke at I am not what I am Rod. What a fall Fortune do's the Thicks-lips owe If he can carry 't thus Iago Call vp her Father Rowse him make after him poyson his delight Proclaime him in the Streets Incense her kinsmen And though he in a fertile Clymate dwell Plague him with Flies though that his Ioy be Ioy Yet throw such chances of vexation on 't As it may loose some colour Rodo. Heere is her Fathers house I le call aloud Iago Doe with like timerous accent and dire yell As when by Night and Negligence the Fire Is spied in populus Citties Rodo. What hoa Brabantio Siginor Brabantio hoa Iago Awake what hoa Brabantio Theeues Theeues Looke to your house your daughter and your Bags Theeues Theeues Bra. Aboue What is the reason of this terrible Summonâ What is the matter there Rodo. Signior is all your Familie within Iago Are your Doores lock'd Bra. Why Wherefore ask you this Iago Sir y' are rob'd for shame put on your Gowne Your heart is burst you haue lost halfe your soule Euen now now very now an old blacke Ram Is tupping your white Ewe Arise arise Awake the snorting Cittizens with the Bell Or else the deuill will make a Grand-sire of you Arise I say Bra. What haue you lost your wits Rod. Most reuerend Signior do you know my voice Bra. Not I what are you
spight of Nature Of Yeares of Country Credite euery thing To fall in Loue with what she fear'd to looke on It is a iudgement main'd and most imperfect That will confesse Perfection so could erre Against all rules of Nature and must be driuen To find out practises of cunning hell Why this should be I therefore vouch againe That with some Mixtures powrefull o're the blood Or with some Dram coniur'd to this effect He wtought vp on her To vouch this is no proofe Without more wider and more ouer Test Then these thin habits and poore likely-hoods Of moderne seeming do prefer against him Sen. But Othello speake Did you by indirect and forced courses Subdue and poyson this yong Maides affections Or came it by request and such faire question As soule to soule affordeth Othel. I do beseech you Send for the Lady to the Sagitary And let her speake of me before her Father If you do finde me foule in her report The Trust the Office I do hold of you Not onely take away but let your Sentence Euen fall vpon my life Duke Fetch Desdemona hither Othe Aunciant conduct them You best know the place And tell she come as truely as to heauen I do confesse the vices of my blood So iustly to your Graue eares I le present How I did thriue in this faire Ladies loue And she in mine Duke Say it Othello Othe Her Father lou'd me oft inuited me Still question'd me the Storie of my life From yeare to yeare the Battaile Sieges Fortune That I haue past I ran it through euen from my boyish daies To th' very moment that he bad me tell it Wherein I spoke of most disastrous chances Of mouing Accidents by Flood and Field Of haire-breadth scapes i' th' imminent deadly breach Of being taken by the Insolent Foe And sold to slauery Of my redemption thence And portance in my Trauellours historie Wherein of Antars vast and Desarts idle Rough Quarries Rocks Hills whose head touch heauen It was my hint to speake Such was my Processe And of the Canibals that each others eate The Antropophague and men whose heads Grew beneath their shoulders These things to heare Would Desdemona seriously incline But still the house Affaires would draw her hence Which euer as she could with haste dispatch She'l'd come againe and with a greedie eare Deuoure vp my discourse Which I obseruing Tooke once a pliant houre and found good meanes To draw from her a prayer of earnest heart That I would all my Pilgrimage dilate Whereof by parcels she had something heard But not instinctiuely I did consent And often did beguile her of her teares When I did speake of some distressefull stroke That my youth suffer'd My Storie being done She gaue me for my paines a world of kisses She swore in faith 't was strange 't was passing strange 'T was pittifull 't was wondrous pittifull She wish'd she had not heard it yet she wish'd That Heauen had made her such a man She thank'd me And bad me if I had a Friend that lou'd her I should but teach him how to tell my Story And that would wooe her Vpon this hint I spake She lou'd me for the dangers I had past And I lou'd her that she did pitty them This onely is the witch-craft I haue vs'd Here comes the Ladie Let her witnesse it Enter Desdemona Iago Attendants Duke I thinke this tale would win my Daughter too Good Brabantio take vp this mangled matter at the best Men do their broken Weapons rather vse Then their bare hands Bra. I pray you heare her speake If she confesse that she was halfe the wooer Destruction on my head if my bad blame Light on the man Come hither gentle Mistris Do you perceiue in all this Noble Companie Where most you owe obedience Des My Noble Father I do perceiue heere a diuided dutie To you I am bound for life and education My life and education both do learne me How to respect you You are the Lord of duty I am hitherto your Daughter But heere 's my Husband And so much dutie as my Mother shew'd To you preferring you before her Father So much I challenge that I may professe Due to the Moore my Lord. Bra. God be with you I haue done Please it your Grace on to the State Affaires I had rather to adopt a Child then get it Come hither Moore I here do giue thee that with all my heart Which but thou hast already with all my heart I would keepe from thee For your sake Iewell I am glad at soule I haue no other Child For thy escape would teach me Tirranie To hang clogges on them I haue done my Lord. Duke Let me speake like your selfe And lay a Sentence Which as a grise or step may helpe these Louers When remedies are past the griefes are ended By seeing the worst which late on hopes depended To mourne a Mischeefe that is past and gon Is the next way to draw new mischiefe on What cannot be presern'd when Fortune takes Patience her Iniury a mock'ry makes The rob'd that smiles steales something from the Thiefe He robs himselfe that spends a bootelesse griefe Bra. So let the Turke of Cyprus vs beguile We loose it not so long as we can smile He beares the Sentence well that nothing beares But the free comfort which from thence he heares But he beares both the Sentence and the sorrow That to pay griefe must of poore Patience borrow These Sentences to Sugar or to Gall Being strong on both sides are Equiuocall But words are words I neuer yet did heare That the bruized heart was pierc'd through the eareâ I humbly beseech you proceed to th' Affaires of State Duke The Turke with a most mighty Preparation makes for Cyprus Othello the Fortitude of the place is best knowne to you And though we haue there a Substitute of most allowed sufficiencie yet opinion a more soueraigne Mistris of Effects throwes a more safer voice on you you must therefore be content to slubber the glosse of your new Fortunes with this more stubborne and boystrous expedition Othe The Tirant Custome most Graue Senators Hath made the flinty and Steele Coach of Warre My thrice-driuen bed of Downe I do agnize A Naturall and prompt Alacartie I finde in hardnesse and do vndertake This present Warres against the Ottamites Most humbly therefore bending to your State I craue fit disposition for my Wife Due reference of Place and Exhibition With such Accomodation and besort As leuels with her breeding Duke Why at her Fathers Bra. I will not haue it so Othe Nor I. Des Nor would I there recide To put my Father in impatient thoughts By being in his eye Most Grcaious Duke To my vnfolding lend your prosperous eare And let me finde a Charter in your voice T' assist my simplenesse Duke What would you Desdemona Des That I loue the Moore to liue with him My downe-right violence and storme of Fortunes May trumpet to
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
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 deaâh 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 Wâh 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
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
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 bâte 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
parley For Lord Hamlet Beleeue so much in him that he is young And with a larger tether may he walke Then may be giuen you In few Ophelia Doe not beleeue his vowes for they are Broakers Not of the eye which their Inuestments show But meere implorators of vnholy Sutes Breathing like sanctified and pious bonds The better to beguile This is for all I would not in plaine tearmes from this time forth Haue you so slander any moment leisure As to giue words or talke with the Lord Hamlet Looke too 't I charge you come your wayes Ophe. I shall obey my Lord. Exeunt Enter Hamlet Horatio Marcellus Ham. The Ayre bites shrewdly is it very cold Hor. It is a nipping and an eager ayre Ham. What hower now Hor. I thinke it lacks of twelue Mar. No it is strooke Hor. Indeed I heard it not then it drawes neere the season Wherein the Spirit held his wont to walke What does this meane my Lord Ham. The King doth wake to night and takes his rouse Keepes wassels and the swaggering vpspring reeles And as he dreines his draughts of Renish downe The kettle Drum and Trumpet thus bray out The triumph of his Pledge Horat. Is it a custome Ham. I marry ist And to my mind though I am natiue heere And to the manner borne It is a Custome More honour'd in the breach then the obseruance Enter Ghost Hor. Looke my Lord it comes Ham. Angels and Ministers of Grace defend vs Be thou a Spirit of health or Goblin damn'd Bring with thee ayres from Heauen or blasts from Hell Be thy euents wicked or charitable Thou com'st in such a questionable shape That I will speake to thee I le call thee Hamlet King Father Royall Dane Oh oh answer me Let me not burst in Ignorance but tell Why thy Canoniz'd bones Hearsed in death Haue burst their cerments why the Sepulcher Wherein we saw thee quietly enurn'd Hath op'd his ponderous and Marble iawes To cast thee vp againe What may this meane That thou dead Coarse againe in compleat steele Reuisits thus the glimpses of the Moone Making Night hidious And we fooles of Nature So horridly to shake our disposition With thoughts beyond thee reaches of our Soules Say why is this wherefore what should we doe Ghost beckens Hamlet Hor. It beckons you to goe away with it As if it some impartment did desire To you alone Mar. Looke with what courteous action It wafts you to a more remoued ground But doe not goe with it Hor. No by no meanes Ham. It will not speake then will I follow it Hor. Doe not my Lord. Ham. Why what should be the feare I doe not set my life at a pins fee And for my Soule what can it doe to that Being a thing immortall as it selfe It waues me forth againe I le follow it Hor. What if it tempt you toward the Floud my Lord Or to the dreadfull Sonnet of the Cliffe That beetles o're his base into the Sea And there assumes some other horrible forme Which might depriue your Soueraignty of Reason And draw you into madnesse thinke of it Ham. It wafts me still goe on I le follow thee Mar. You shall not goe my Lord. Ham. Hold off your band Hor. Be rul'd you shall not goe Ham. My fate cries out And makes each petty Artire in this body As hardy as the Nemian Lions nerue Still am I cal'd Vnhand me Gentlemen By Heau'n I le make a Ghost of him that lets me I say away goe on I le follow thee Exeunt Ghost Hamlet Hor. He waxes desperate with imagination Mar. Let 's follow 't is not fit thus to obey him Hor. Haue after to what issue will this come Mar. Something is rotten in the State of Denmarke Hor. Heauen will direct it Mar. Nay let 's follow him Exeunt Enter Ghost and Hamlet Ham. Where wilt thou lead me speak I le go no further Gho. Marke me Ham. I will Gho. My hower is almost come When I to sulphurous and tormenting Flames Must render vp my selfe Ham. Alas poore Ghost Gho. Pitty me not but lend thy serious hearing To what I shall vnfold Ham. Speake I am bound to heare Gho. So art thou to reuenge when thou shalt heare Ham. What Gho. I am thy Fathers Spirit Doom'd for a certaine terme to walke the night And for the day confin'd to fast in Fiers Till the foule crimes done in my dayes of Nature Are burnt and purg'd away But that I am forbid To tell the secrets of my Prison-House I could a Tale vnfold whose lightest word Would harrow vp thy soule freeze thy young blood Make thy two eyes like Starres start from their Spheres Thy knotty and combined locks to part And each particular haire to stand an end Like Quilles vpon the fretfull Porpentine But this eternall blason must not be To eares of flesh and bloud lift Hamlet oh lift If thou didst euer thy deare Father loue Ham. Oh Heauen Gho. Reuenge his foule and most vnnaturall Murther Ham. Murther Ghost Murther most foule as in the best it is But this most foule strange and vnnaturall Ham. Hast hast me to know it That with wings as swift As meditation or the thoughts of Loue May sweepe to my Reuenge Ghost I finde thee apt And duller should'st thou be then the fat weede That rots it selfe in ease on Lethe Wharfe Would'st thou not stirre in this Now Hamlet heare It 's giuen out that sleeping in mine Orchard A Serpent stung me so the whole eare of Denmarke Is by a forged processe of my death Rankly abus'd But know thou Noble youth The Serpent that did sting thy Fathers life Now weares his Crowne Ham. O my Propheticke soule mine Vncle Ghost I that incestuous that adulterate Beast With witchcraft of his wits hath Traitorous guifts Oh wicked Wit and Gifts that haue the power So to seduce Won to to this shamefull Lust The will of my most seeming vertuous Queene Oh Hamlet what a falling off was there From me whose loue was of that dignity That it went hand in hand euen with the Vow I made to her in Marriage and to decline Vpon a wretch whose Naturall gifts were poore To those of mine But Vertue as it neuer wil be moued Though Lewdnesse court it in a shape of Heauen So Lust though to a radiant Angell link'd Will sate it selfe in a Celestiallbed prey on Garbage But soft me thinkes I sent the Mornings Ayre Briefe let me be Sleeping within mine Orchard My custome alwayes in the afternoone Vpon my secure hower thy Vncle stole With iuyce of cursed Hebenon in a Violl And in the Porches of mine eares did poure The leaperous Distilment whose effect Holds such an enmity with bloud of Man That swift as Quick-siluer it courses through The naturall Gates and Allies of the Body And with a sodaine vigour it doth posset And curd like Aygre droppings into Milke The thin and wholsome blood so did it mine And a most instant Tetter bak'd
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 âe 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 âook'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 Ditâh 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