stands for me the people pray for me and the great leader of the iust stands for me then courage Celso For no disastrous chance can euer moue him That leaueth nothing but a God aboue him Enter Prepasso and Bilioso two pages before them Maquar Beancha and Emilia Bil. Make roome there roome for the Ladies why gentlemen will not ye suffer the Ladies to be entred in the great chamber why gallants and you sir to droppe your Torch where the beauties must sit too Pre. And there 's a great fellow playes the knaue why dost not strâ—ke him Bil. Let him play the knaue a Gods name thinkst thou I haue no more wit then to strike a great fellow the musike more lights reueling scaffolds do you heare let there bee othes enow readie at the doore sweare out the diuell himself Le ts leaue the Ladies and go see if the Lords bee readie for them All saue the Ladies depart Maq. And by my troth Beauties why do you not put you into the fashion this is a stale cut you must come in fashion looke ye you must be all felt fealt and feather a fealt vpon your bare haire looke ye these tiring thinges are iustly out of request now and do ye heare you must weare falling bands you must come into the falling fashion there is such a deale a pinning these ruffes when the fine cleane fall is worth all and a gen if you should chance to take a nap in the afternoone your falling band requires no poting sticke to recouer his forme beleeue me no fashion to the falling I say Bean. And is not sinnior S. Andrew a gallant fellow now Maq. By my maiden-head la honour and he agrees aswell together as a satten sute and wollen stockings Emil. But is not Marshall Make-rome my seruant in reuersion a proper gentleman Maq. Yes in reuersion as he had his office as in truth he hath all things in reuersion hee haz his Mistris in reuersion his cloathes in reuersion his wit in reuersion and indeede is a suter to me for my dogge in reuersion but in good verity la he is as proper a gentleman in reuersion as and indeede as fine a man as may be hauing a red beard and a pair of wrapt legges Bean. But I saith I am most monstrously in loue with count Quidlibet in Quodlibet is he not a pretty dapper vnydle gallant Maq. He is euen one of the most busy fingered Lordes he will put the beauties to the squeake most hiddeously Bil Roome make a lane there the Duke is entringâ—stand handsomely for beauties sake take vp the Ladyes there So cornets cornets SCENA QVARTA Enter Prepasso ioynes to Bilioso two pages and lights Ferrard Mendozo at the other doore two pages with lights and the Captaine leading in Maria the Duke meetes Maria and clo seth with her the rest fall backe Men. Madam with gentle eare receiue my sute A kindomes safety should o're paize flight rites Marriage is meerely Natures policy Then since vnlesse our royall beds be ioynd Danger and ciuill tumult frights the state Be wise as you are fair giue way to fate Mar. What wouldst thou thou affiction to our house Thou euer diuell t was thou that banishedst my truely nobleLord Men I Mar. I by thy plottes by thy blacke stratagems Twelue Moones haue suffred change since I beheld The loued presence of my deerest Lord. O thou far worse than death he parts but soule From a weake body but thou soule from soule Disseuerest that which Gods owne hand did knit Thou scant of honor full of diuelish wit Men. Wee le checke your too intemperate lauishnesse I can will Mar. What Canst Men. Go to in banishment thy husband dies Mar. He euer is at home that 's euer wise Men. Youst neuer meete more reason should loue controuble Mar. Not meete Shee that deere loues her loue 's still in her soule Men You are but a woman Lady you must yeeld Mar. O saue me thou innated bashfulnes Thou onely ornament of womans modesty Men. Modesty Death I le torment thee Mar Do vrge all torments all afflictions trie I le die my Lords as long as I can die Mend. Thou obstinate thou shalt die Captaine that Ladies life is forteified to Iustice we haue axamined her And we do finde she hath impoysoned The reuerend Hermiâ— therefore we commaund Seuerest custodie Nay if you le dooes no good Youst dooes no harme a Tirants peace is bloud Mar. O thou art mercifull O gratious diuell Rather by much let me condemned be For seeming murder than be damn'd for thee I le mourne no more come girt my browes with floures Reuâ—l and daunce soule now thy wish thou hast Die like a Bride poore heart thou shalt die chast Enter Aurâ—lia in mourning habit Aur. Life is a frost of coulde felicitie And death the thaw of all our vanity Wast not an honest Priest that wrote so Men. Who let her in Bili. Forbeare Pre. Forbearâ— Aur Alas calamity is euery where Sad miserie dispight your double doores Will enter euen in court Bili. Peace Aur. I ha done one word take heede I ha done Enter Mercurie with lowde musicke Mer. Cillenian Mercurie the God of ghosts From gloomie shades that spread the lower coasts Calls soure high samed Genoan Dukes to come And make this presence their Elizium To passe away this high triumphall night With song and daunces courts more soft delight Aur. Are you God of ghosts I haue a sute depending in hell betwixt me and my conscience I would faine haue thee helpe me to an aduocate Bil. Mercurie shall be your lawyer Lady Aur. Nay faith Mercurie haz too good a face to be a right lawyer Pre. Peace forbeare Mercurie presents the maske Cornets The Song to the Cornets which playing the maske enters Maleuole Peâ—ro Ferneze and Celso in white robes with Dukes Crownes vpon lawrell wreathes pistolets and short swords vnder their robes Men. Celso Celso count Maria for our loue Lady be gratious yet grace * Mar. With me Sir Mal. Yes more loued then my breath With you I le dance Mar. Why then you dance with death But come Sir I was nere more apt to mirth Death giues eternity a glorious breath O to die honourd who would feare to die Mal. They die in feare who liue in villany Mend. Yes beleeue him Lady and be rulde by him * Pietro Madam with me Aur. Wouldst then be miserable Pietro I neede not wish Aur. O yet forbeare my hand away fly fly O seeke not her that onely seekes to die Pietro Poore loued soule Aur. What wouldst court misery Pietro Yes Aur. Shee le come too soone O my grieu'd heart Pietro Lady ha done ha done Come le ts dance be once from sorrow free Aur. Art a sad man Pietro Yes sweet Aur. Then wee le agree Ferneze takes Maquerelle and Celso Beancha then the Cornets sound the measure one change and rest Fer. Beleeue it Lady shall I sweare let me injoy you in
who hath a solide skull Exeunt ACTVS III. SCENA I. Enter Pietro the Duke Mendoza count Equato and Bilioso Pietro T is growne to youth of day how shall wee waste this light My heart 's more heauy than a tyrants crowne Shall we goe hunt Prepare for field Exit Equatâ— Mendoza Would yee could be merry Pietro Would God I could Mendoza bid vm haste I would faine shift place O vaine reliefe exit Mendoza Sad soules may well change place but not change griefe As Deere being strucke flie thorow many sollâ—s Yet still the shaft stickes fast so Bilioso A good olde simile my honest Lord. Pietro I am not much vnlike to some sicke man That long desired hurtfull drinke at last Swilles in and drinkes his last ending at onâ—â— Both life and thirst O would I nere had knownâ— My owne dishonour good God that men should Desire to search out that which being found killes all Their ioy of life to taste the tree of knowledge And then be driuen from out Paradice Canst giue me some comfort Bilioso My Lord I haue some bookes which haue beene dedicated to my honor and I nere read vm and yet they had verie fine names Phisicke for Fortune Lozinges of sanctified sinceritie very pretty workes of Curates Scriueners and Schoolemaisters Mary I remember one Seneca Lucius Anneus Seneca Pietro Out vpon him he writ of Temperance and fortitude yet liued like a voluptuous epicure and died like an effeminate coward Haste thee to Florence heere take our Letters see vm sealed away report in priuate to the hoâ—ored Duke his daughters forced disgrace tell him at length We know too much due complements aduance There 's nought that 's safe and sweete but ignorance Exit duke Enter Bilioso and Bianca Belioso Madam I am going Embassador for Florence t will be great charges to me Bianca No matter my Lord you haue the lease of two mannors come out next Christmasse you may lay your tenants on the greater racke for it and when you come home againe I le teach you how you shall get two hundred poundes a yeere by your teeth Belioso How Madam Bianca Cut off so much from house-keeping that which is saued by the teeth you know is got by the teeth Bilioso Fore God and so I may I am in wondrous credite Lady Bianca See the vse of flattery I did euer counsell you to flatter greatnes and you haue profited well any man that will doe so shal be sure to be like your Scoâ—ch Barnacle now a blocke instantly a worme and presently a great goose this it is to rot and putrifie in the bosome of greatnes Buioso Thouia rte euer my polititian O how happy is that oldeâ— ord that hath a polititian to his yong Lady I le haue fiftie gentlemen shall attend vpon mee mary the most of them shal be Farmers sonnes because they shall beare their owne charges and they shall goe apparâ—ld thus in sea-water greene sutes ash-color 〈◊〉 wetchet stockings and popinjâ—y greene feathers will not the colours doe excellent Bianca Out vpon t thei le looke like Cittizens riding to their friendes at Whitsontide their apparell iust so many seuerall paâ—ishes Bilioso I le haue it so and Passarello my foole shall goe along with me mary he shall be in veluet Bianca A foole in veluet Bilioso I t is common for your foole to weare sattin I le haue mine in veluet Bianca What will you weare then my Lord Bilioso Veluet too mary it shall be embroidered because I le dâ—ffer from the â—oole somewhat I am horribly troubled with the gowt nothing grieues me but that my doctor hath forbidden me wine and you know your Ambassador must drinke Didst thou aske thy doctor what was good for the gowt Bianca Yes hee saide eâ—sâ— wine and women were good for it Bilioso Nay thou hast such a witte what was good to cure iâ— said he Bianca Why the rackeâ—al your Empericks could neuer do the like cure vpon the gowt the racke did in England or your Scotch boote The French Herlakeene will instruct you Bilioso Surely I doe wonder how thou hauing for the most parte of thy life time beene a countrey body shouldest haue so good a wit Bian. Who I why I haue beene a Courtier thrise two moneths Bili. So haue I this twentie yeare and yet there was a gentleman vsher cald me cocks-coombe tother day and to my face too wa st not a backe-biting rascall I would I were better trauaild that I might haue beene better acquainted with the fashions of seuerall country-men but my Secretary I thinke he hath sufficiently instructed me Bian. How my Lord Bili. Mary my good Lord quoth hee your Lordship shall euer finde amongst a hundred French-men fortie hot shottes amongst a hundred Spaniardes threescore bragarts amongst a hundred Dutch-men fourescore drunkardes amongst a hundred English-men fourescore and ten mad-men and amongst an hundred Welch-men Bian. What my Lord Bili. Fourescore and nineteene gentlemen Bian. But since you go about a sad imbasie I would haue you go in blacke my Lord. Bili. Why doost thinke I cannot mourne vnlesse I weare my hat in cipers like an Aldermans heire that 's vile very olde in faith Bian. I le learne of you shortly O wee should haue a fine gallant of you should not I instruct you how will you beare your selfe when you come into the Duke of Florence Court Bili. Prowde ynough and t' will do well ynough as I walke vp and downe the chamber I le spit fâ—ownes about me haue a strong perfume in my jerkin let my beard grow to make me looke terrible salute no man beneath the fourth button and t' will do excellent Bian. But there is a very beautifull Lady there how will you entertaine her Bili. I le tell you that when the Lady hath entertainde me but to satisfie thee heere comes the foole foole thou shalt stand for the faire Lady Enter Passarâ—llo Pas. Your foole will stand for your Lady most willingly and most vprightly Bili. I le salute her in Latine Pas. O your foole can vnderstand no Latine Bili I but your Lady can Passa. Why then if your Lady take downe your foole your foole will stand no longer for your Lady Bili. A pestilent foole fore God I thinke the world be turnde vpâ—side downe too Pas. O no sir for then your Lady and all the Ladies in the pallace should goe with their heeles vpward and that were a strange sight you know Bili. There be many will repine at my preferment Pas. O I like the enuie of an elder sister that hath her yonger made a Lady before her Bili. The Duke is wondrous discontented Pas. I and more melancholike then a vsurer hauing all his mony out at the death of a Prince Bili. Didst thou see Madam Floria to day Pas. Yes I found her repairing her face to day the red vpoâ— the white shewed as if her cheekes should haue beene serued in for two dishes of Barbaries in stewed broth
and yet they came by mee in the dark and yet I felt them not like a sencelesse creature as I was O beauties looke to your buske-pointes if not chastely yet charily be sure the doore bee bolted is your Lord gone to Florences Bean. Yes Maquarelle Maq. I hope you le finde the discretion to purchase a fresh gowne for his returne Now by my troth beauties I would ha ye once wiâ—e he loues ye pish he is wittie buble faire proportioned meaw nobly borne winde let this be still your fixt position esteeme me euery man according to his good gifts and so ye shall euer remaine most deare and most worthie to bee most deare Ladies Emi. Is the Duke returnd from hunting yet Maq. They say not yet Bean. T is now in midst of day Emil. How beares the Dutches with this blemish now Maq. Faith boldly strongly defies defame as one that haz a Duke to her father And there 's a note to you be sure of a stowt friend in a corner that may alwaies awe your husband Marke the hauior of the Dutâ—hes now she dares defame cries Duke do what thou canst I le quite mine honour nay as one confirmed in her owne vertue against ten thousand mouthes that mutter her disgrace shee 's presently for dances Enter Ferrard. Bean For dances Maq. Most true Emil. Most strange see heere 's my seruant young Ferrard how many seruants thinkst thou I haue Maquerelle Maq. The more the merrier t' was well said vse your seruants as you do your smockes haue many vse one and change often for that 's most sweete and courtlike Fer. Saue ye faire Ladies is the Duke returned Bean. Sweete sir no voice of him as yet in Court Fer. T is very strange Bean. And how like you my seruant Maquorelle Maq. I thinke he could hardely draw Vlisses bow but by my fidelitie were his nose narrower his eyes broader his hands thinner his lippes thicker his legges bigger his feete lesser his haire blacker and his teeth whiter he were a tollerable sweete youth yfaith And he will come to my chamber I will reade him the fortune of his beard Cornets sounde Fer. Not yet returnd I feare but The Dutches approcheth Enter Mendoza supporting the Dutchesse Guerino the Ladies that are on the stage rise Ferrard Vshers in the Dutches and then takes a Lady to treade a measure SCENA SECVNDA Aur. We will dance musicke we will dance Guer. Les quanto Ladie pensâ—s bien passaregis or Beanchâ—es brawle Aur. We haue forgot the brawle Fer. So soone t' is wonder Guer. Why t' is but two singles on the left two on the right three doubles forward a trauerse of six round do this twice three singles side galliard tricke of twentie curranto pace a figure of eight three singles broken downe come vp meete two doubles fall backe and then honour Aur. O Dedalus thy maze I haue quite forgot it Maq. Trust me so haue I sauing the falling backe and then honour Enter Prepasso Aur. Musicke musicke Pre. Who saw the Duke the Duke Enter Equato. Aur. Musicke Pre The Duke is the Duke returned Aur Musicke Enter Celso Cel The Duke is either quite inuisible or else is not Aur. Wee are not pleased with yoâ—r intrusion vppon our priuate retirement wee are not pleased you haue forgot your selues Enter a Page Celso Boy thy master where 's the Duke Page Alas I left him burying the earth with his spread ioylesse limbes he tolde me he was heauie would sleepe bid mee walke off for that the strength of fantasie oft made him talke in his dreames I straight obeied not euer saw him since but where so e're he is hee 's sad Aur. Musicke sound high as is our heart sound high SCENA TERTIA. Enter Maleuole and Pietro disguised like and Hermite Mal The Duke peace the Duke is dead Aur Musicke Mal Is 't musicke Men Giue proofe Fer How Cel Where Pre When Mal. Rest in peace as the Duke duz quietly sit for my owne part I beheld him but dead that 's all mary heere 's one can giue you a more particular account of him Men. Speake holy father nor let any browe within this \presence fright thee from the truth speake confidently freely Aur. We attend Pie Now had the mounting sunnes al-ripening wings Swept the cold sweat of night from earths danke breast When I whom men call â—â—ermite of the Rocke Forsooke my Cell and clamberd vp a cliffe Against whose Base the headie Neptune dasht His high cuâ—lde browes there t' was I easde my limbes When loe my entrailes melted with the moane Some one who farre boue me was climbde did make I shall offend Men Not. Aur On. Piet Me thinks I heare him yet O female faith Go sow the ingratefull sand and loue a woman And do I liâ—e to be the skoffe of men To be the wittall cuckold euen to hugge my poison Thou knowest O truth Sooner hard steelâ— will melt with Southerne winde A Sea-mans whistle calme the Ocean A towne on fire be extinct with teares Then women vow'd to blushlesse impudence With sweete behauiour and soft minioning Will turne from that where appetite is fixt O powerfull blood how thou doost slaue their soule I washt an Ethiope who for recompence Sullyde my name And must I then be forc'd To walke to liue thus blacke must must fie He that can beare with must he cannot die With that he sigh'd too passionately deepe That the Dull ayre euen groan'd at last he cries Smke shame in seas sinke deepe enough so dies For then I viewd his body fall and sowse Into the fomie maine O then I sâ—w That which me thinks I see it was the Duke Whom straight the nicer stomackt sea Belcht vp but then Mal. Then came I in but las all was too late For euen straight he sunke Pie Such was the Dukes sad fate Cel A better fortune to our Duke Mendoza Onanes Mendoza Cornets florish Enter a guard Men. A guard a guard we full of heartie teares For our good fathers losse For so we well may call him Who did beseech your loues for our succession Cannot so lightly ouer-iumpe his death To 〈◊〉 As leaue his woes reuengelesse * woman of shame We banish thee for euer to the plaâ—e From whence this good man comes Nor permit on death vnto the body any ornament But base as was thy life depart away Aur. Vngratefull Mendo. Away Aur. Villaine heare me Prepasâ—o and Guerino lead away the Dutches. Men. Be gone my Lords addresâ—e to publike counsell T' is most 〈◊〉 The traine of Fortune is borne vp by wit Away our presence shall be sudden haste All depart sauing Mendoza Maleuole and Pietro Mal. Now you egregious diuell ha ye murthering Polititian how doost Duke how doost looke now braue Duke yfaith Men. How did you kill him Mal. Slatted his braines oâ—t then sowft him in the brinie sea Men Braind him and drownd him too Mal. O t' was best sure worke For he that
strikes a great man let him srtike home or elseware hee 'le proue no man shoulder not a huge fellow vnlesse you may be sure to lay him in the kennell Men A most sound braine-pan I le make you both Emperours Mal Make vs christians maâ—e vs christians Men I le hoist ye ye shall mount Mal To the gallowes say ye Come Praemium incertum petit certum scelus How standes the Progâ—esse Men. Heere take my ring vnto the Citadell Haue entrance to Maria the graue Dutches Of banisht Altofront Tell her we loue her Omit no circumstance to grace our person doo 't Mal. I le make an excellent pander Duke farewell due adue Duke Exit Maleuole Men. Take Maquarelle with thee for t' is found None cuttes a diamon but a diamond Hermite thou art a man for me my confessor O thou selected spirit borne for my good Sure thou wouldst make an excelleÌ„t Elder in a deformed church Come we must be inward thou and I all one Pie I am glad I was oâ—dained for yee Men. Go to then thou must know that Maleuole is a strange villaine dangerous very dangerous you see how broad a speakes a grosse jawde rogue I would haue thee poison him heeâ—s like a corne vpon my great toe I cannot go for him he must be kored out he must wilt doo 't ha Pie Any thing any thing Men. Heart of my life thus then to the Citadell Thou shalt consort with this Malâ—uole There being at supper poison him It shall be lâ—id vpon Maria who yeelds loue or dies Skâ—d quicke like lightning Pie Good deedes crawle but mischiefe flies Enter Maleuole Exit Pietro Mal. Your diuelships â—ing haz no vertue the buffe-captaine the sallo-westfalian gamon-faced zaza cries stand out must haue a stiffer warrant or no passe into the Castle of Comfort Men Command our suddaine Letter not enter shat what place is there in Genoa but thou shalt into my heart into my very heart come le ts loue we must loue we two soâ—le and body Mal. How didst like the Hermite a strange Hermite sirrah Men. A dangerous fellow very perilcus he must die Mal. I he must die Men. Thoust kil ' him we are wise we must be wise Mal. And prouident Men. Yea pâ—ouident beware an hypocrite A Church man once corrupted oh auoide shootes vnder his belly A fellow that makes Religion his stawking horse He breedes a plague thou shalt poison him Mal. Ho tâ—is wondrous necessary how Men. You both go ioyntly to the Citadell There sup there poision him and Maria Because shee is our opposite shall beare The sad suspect on which she dies or loues vs. Mal I runne Exit Maleuole Men. We that are great our sole selfe good still moues vs. They shall die both for their deserts craues more Than we can recompence their presence still Imbraides our fortunes with beholdingnesse Which weabhorre like deede not doer then conclude They liue not to cry out ingratitude One sticke burnes tother steele cuts steele alone T' is good trust few but O t' is best trust none Exit Mendoza SCENA QVARTA Enter Maleuole and Pietro still disguised at seuerall doores Mal How do you how doost Duke Piet O let the last day fall drop drop on our cursed heads Let heauen vnclaâ—pe it selfe vomit forth flames Mal O do noâ— rand do not turne plaier there 's more of them than can well liue one by another alreadie Whâ—t art an infidell still Pie I am amazde strucke in a swowne with wonder I am commanded to poison thee Mal I am commanded to poison thee at supper Pie At supper Mal. In the Citadell Piet. In the Citadell Mal. Crosse capers trickes truth a heauen hee would discharge vs as boyes do elderne gunnes one pellet to stricke out another of what faith art now Pietro All is damnation wickednes extreame there is no faith in man Men. In none but vsurers and brokers they deceiue no man men take vm for blood-suckers and so they are now God deliuer me from my friends Piet. Thy friends Maleu. Yes from my friends for from mine enemies I le deliuer my selfe O cutte-throate friendship is the ranckest vilanie Marke this Mendoza marke him for a villaine but heauen will send a plague vpon him for a rogue Pietro O world Mal. World T is the only region of death the greatest shop of the Diuell the cruelst prison of men out of the which none passe without paying their dearest breath for a fee there 's nothing perfect in it but extreame extreame calamitie such as comes yonder SCENA QVINTA Enter Aurelia two Holberts before and twoo after supported by Celso and Ferrard Aurelia in base mourning attire Aur. To banishment ledde on to banishment Pietro Lady the blessednesse of repentance to you Aur. Why why I can desire nothing but death nor deserue any thing but hell If heauen should giue sufficiencie of grace To cleere my soule it would make heauen gracelesse My sinnes would make the stocke of mercie poore O they would tire heauens goodnes to reclaimâ— theme Iudgement is iust yet from that vast villane But sure he shall not misse sad punishment Fore he shall rule On to my cell of shame Pietro My cell t is Lady where insteede of maskes Musicke tilts tournies and such court like shewes The hollow murmure of the checklesse windes Shall groane againe whilst the vnquiet sea Shakes the whole rocke with foamy battery There Vsherlesse the ayre comes in and out The rheumy vault will force your eyes to weepe Whilst you behold true desolation A rocky barrennesse shall pierce your eyes Where all at once one reaches where he stands With browes the roofe both walles with both his handes Aurelia It is too good blessed spirite of my Lord O in what orbe so ere thy soule is throand Beholde me worthily most miserable O let the anguish of my contrite spirite Intreate some reconciliation If not ô ioy triumph in my iust griefe Death is the end of woes and teares reliefe Pietro Belike your Lord not lou'd you was vnkinde Aurelia O heauen As the soule lou'd the body so lou'd he T was death to him to part my presence Heauen to see me pleased Yet I like to a wretch giuen or'e to hell Brake all the sacred rites of marriage To clippe a base vngentle faithlesse villaine O God a very Pagan reprobate What should I say vngratefull throwes me out For whom I lost soule body fame and honor But t is most fit why should a better fate Attend on any who forsake chaste sheetes Fly the embrace of a deuoted heart Ioynd by a solemne vow fore God and man To taste the brackish bloud of beastly lust In an adulterous touch ô rauenous immodesty Insatiate impudence of appetite Looke heere 's your end for marke what sap in dust What sinne in good euen so much louâ— in lust Ioy to thy ghost sweete Lord pardon to me Celso T is the dukes pleasure this night you rest in court Aur
other things some good most bad some saints some-sinners for as now adaies no Courtier but haz his misâ—ris no Captaine but haz his cockatrice no Cuckold but haz his hornes no foole but haz his feather euen so no womaÌ„ but haz her weakenes feather too no sex but haz his I can hunt the letter no farder ô God how loathsome this toying is to me that a duke should be forc'd to foole it well Stultorum plena sunt omnia better play the foole Lord then be the foole Lord now where 's your slights Madam Maquarelle Maq. Why are yee ignorant that t is sed a squemish affected nicences is naturall to women and that the excuse of their yeelding is onely forsooth the difficult obtaining You must put her too 't women are flaxe and will fire in a moment Mal. Why was the flax put into thy mouth yet thou thou set fire thou enflame her Maq. Marry but I le tell yee now you were too hot Mal. The fitter to haue enflamed the flaxwoman Maq. You were to boisterous spleeny for indeede Mal. Go go thou art a weake pandresse now I see Sooner earths fire heauen it selfe shall waste Then all with heate can melt a minde that 's chaste Go thou the Dukes lime-twig I le make the Duke turne thee out of thine office what not get one touch of hope had her at such aduantage Maq. Now a my conscience now I thinke in my discretion we did not take her in the right signe the bloud was not in the true veine sure Exit Enter Bilioso Bili. Make way there the Duke returnes from the inthronmeÌ„t Maleuole Mal Out roage Bil. Maleuole Mal. Hence yee grosse iawd pessantly out go Bil. Nay sweete Maleuole since my returne I heare you are become the thinge I alwayes prophesied would be an advanced virtue a worthely imployed faithfulnesse a man a grace deere friend Come what Si quoties peccant homines If as often as courtiers play the knaues honest men should be angrie Why looke yee we must collouge sometimes forsweare sometimes Mal. Be damd somtimes Bil. Right Nemo omnibus horis sapit No man can be honest at all howers Necessitie often depraues vertue Mal. I will commend thee to the Duke Bil. Do let vs be friends man Mal. And knaues man Bil. Right let vs prosper and purchase our lordships shall liue and our knauery be forgotten Mal. He that by any wayes gets riches his meanes neuer shames him Bil. True Mal. For impudencie and faithlesnes are the maine stayes to greatnesse Bil. By the Lord thou art a profound ladd Mal. By the Lord thou art a perfect knaue out yee antient damnatioÌ„ Bil. Peace peace and thou wilt not be a freinde to me as I am a knaue be not a knaue to me as I am thy friend and disclose me peace Cornets SCENA TERTIA. Enter Prepasso and Ferrard tvvo pages vvith lights Celso and Equato Mendozo iâ— Dukes roabs Biltoso and Guerrino Exâ—unt all sauing Maleuole Mend. On on leaue vs leaue vs stay wher is the Hermet Mal. With Duke Pietro with Duke Pietro Men. Is he dead is he poysoned Mal. Dead as the Duke is Mend. Good excellent he will not blabbe securenes liues in secresie come hether come hether Mal. Thou hast a certaine strong villanous sent about thee my nature cannot indure Men. Sent man what returnes Maria what answere to our sute Mal. Cold frostie she is obstinate Mend. Then shee s but dead t is resolute she dies Blacke deede onely through blacke deede safely fles Mal. Pew per scelera semper sceleribus tutum est iter Mend. What art a scholler art a polititian sure thou art an arrand knaue Mal. Who I I haue bene twice an vnder sherife man Enter Maleuole and Mendoza Mend. Hast bin with Maria. Male As your scriuener to your vsurer I haue delt about taking of this commoditie but she s could-frosty well I will go raile vpon some great man that I may purchase the bastinado or else go marry some rich Genoan lady and instantly go trauaile Mend. Trauaile when thou art married Mal. I t is your yong Lords fashion to do so though he was so lafy being a batcheller that he would neuer trauaile so farr as the Vniuersity yet when he married her tales of and Catsoe for Ingland Mend. And why for Ingland Mal. Because there is no Prothelhouses there Mend. Nor Curtisans Mal. Neather your whore went downe with the stewes and your punke came vp with your Puritan Men. Canst thou impoyson canst thou impoyson Mal. Excellently no lew Potecary or Politian better looke ye her 's a box whoÌ„ wouldst thou impoison her 's a box which opened the fume taken vp in condites thorow which the braine purges it self doth instantly for 12. houres space bind vp all shew of liâ—e in a deep cesles sleep here 's another which being opened vnder the sleepers nose choaks al the power of life kils him sodainely Enter Cels. Men. I le try experiments t is good not to be deceiued so so Catzo Who would feare that may destroy death hath no teeth or tong And he that 's great to him are slaues Shame Murder fame and wrong Celzo Cel. My honored Lord. Men. The good Maleuole that plain-tongued man alas is dead on sodaine wondrous strangely he held in our esteeme good place Celso see him buried see him buried Cel. I shall obserue yee Men. And Celso prethee let it be thy care to night To haue some prety shew to solemnize Our high instalement some musike maskery Wee le giue faire entertaine vnto Maria The Duches to the banisht Altofront Thou shalt conduct her from the Citadell Vnto the Pallace thinke on some Maskery Cel. Of what shape â—weete Lord Men. Why shape why any quicke done fiction As some braue spirits of the Genoan Dukes To come out of Elizium forfooth Led in by Mercury to gratulate Our happy fortune â—ome such any thing some far â—et tricke good for Ladies some stale toy or other no matter so 't bee of our deuising Do thou prepâ—r't t is but for a fashion sake Feare not it shall be grac'd man it shall take Cel. All seruice Men. All thankes our hand shall not be 〈◊〉 to thee farewell Now is my trechery secure nor can we fall Mischiefe that prospers men do vertue call I le trust no man he that by trickes gets wreathes Keepes them with steele no man securely breathes Out of deserued ranckes the crowde will mutter foole Who cannot beare with spite he cannot rule The chiefest secret for a man of state Is to liue sensles of a strenghles hate Mal. Death of the damn'd thiefe I le make one i' the maske thou shalt ha some Braue spirits of the antique Dukes Cel. My Lord what strange dilusion Mal. Most happy deere Celso poisond with an empty box I le giue thee all anone my â—ady comes to court there is a whurle of fate comes tumbling on the Castles captaine