THE REVENGERS TRAGAEDIE As it hath beene sundry times Acted by the Kings Maiesties Seruants AT LONDON Printed by G. ELD and are to be fold at his house in Fleete-lane at the signe of the Printers-Presse 1607 The Reuengers Tragaedie ACT. 1. SCAE. 1. Enter Vendici the Duke Dutchesse Lusurioso her sonne Spurio the bastard with a traine passe ouer the Stage with Torch-light Vindi. DVke royall letcher goe gray hayrde adultery And thou his sonne as impious steept as hee And thou his bastard true-begott in euill And thou his Dutchesse that will doe with Diuill Foure exlent Characters O that marrow-lesse age Would stuffe the hollow Bones with dambd desires And stead of heate kindle infernall fires Within the spend-thrift veynes of a drye Duke A parcht and iuicelesse luxur O God! one That has scarce bloud inough to liue vpon And hee to ryct it like a sonne and heyre O the thought of that Turnes my abused heart-strings into fret Thou sallow picture of my poysoned loue My studies ornament thou shell of Death Once the bright face of my betrothed Lady When life and beauty naturally fild out These ragged imperfections When two-heauen-pointed Diamonds were set In those vnsightly Rings then 't was a face So farre beyond the artificiall shine Of any womans bought complexion That the vprightest man if such there be That sinne but seauen times a day broke custome And made vp eight with looking after her Oh she was able to ha made a Vsurers sonne Melt all his patrimony in a kisse And what his father fiftie yeares told To haue consumde and yet his sute beene cold But oh accursed Pallace Thee when thou wert appareld in thy flesh The old Duke poyson'd Because thy purer part would not consent Vnto his palsey-lust for old men lust-full Do show like young men angry eager violent Out-bid like their limited performances O ware an old man hot and vicious Age as in gold in lust is couetous Vengence thou murders Quit-rent and whereby Thou shoust thy selfe Tennant to Tragedy Oh keepe thy day houre minute I beseech For those thou hast determined hum who ere knew Murder vnpayd faith giue Reuenge her due Sha's kept touch hetherto be merry merry Aduance thee O thou terror to fat folkes To haue their Costly three-pilde flesh worne of As bare as this for banquets ease and laughter Can make great men as greatnesse goes by clay But wise men little are more great then they Enter her brother Hippolito Hip. Still sighing ore deaths vizard Vind. Brother welcome What comfort bringst thou how go things at Court Hip. In silke and siluer brother neuer brauer Vind. Puh Thou playst vpon my meaning pree-thee say Has that bald Madam Opportunity Yet thought vpon 's speake are we happy yet Thy wrongs and mine are for one scabberd fit Hip. It may proue happinesse Vind. What i st may proue Giue me to tast Hip. Giue me your hearing then You know my place at Court Vind. I the Dukes Chamber But t is a maruaile th ourt not turnd out yet Hip. Faith I haue beene shooud at but t was still my hap To hold by 'th Duchesse skirt you gesse at that Whome such a Coate keepes vp can nere fall flat But to the purpose Last euening predecessor vnto this The Dukes sonne warily enquird for me Whose pleasure I attended he began By policy to open and vnhuske me About the time and common rumour But I had so much wit to keepe my thoughts Vp in their built houses yet afforded him An idle satifaction without danger But the whole ayme and scope of his intent Ended in this coniuring me in priuate To seeke some strange digested fellow forth Of ill-contented nature either disgracst In former times or by new groomes displacst Since his Step-mothers nuptialls such a bloud A man that were for euill onely good To giue you the true word some base coynd Pander Vind. I reach you for I know his heate is such Were there as many Concubines as Ladies He would not be contaynd he must flie out I wonder how ill featurde vilde proportiond That one should be if she were made for woman Whom at the Insurrection of his lust He would refuse for once heart I thinke none Next to a skull tho more vnsound then one Each face he meetes he strongly doates vpon Hip. Brother y 'aue truly spoke him He knowes not you but I le sweare you know him Vind. And therefore I le put on that knaue for once And be a right man then a man a' th Time For to be honest is not to be i th world Brother I le be that strange composed fellow Hip. And I le prefer you brother Vind. Go too then The smallst aduantage fattens wronged men It may point out occasion if I meete her I le hold her by the fore-top fast ynough Or like the French Moale heaue vp hayre and all I haue a habit that wil fit it quaintly Here comes our Mother Hip. And Sister Vind. We must quoyne Women are apt you know to take false money But I dare stake my soule for these two creatures Onely excuse excepted that they 'le swallow Because their sexe is easie in beleefe Moth. What newes from Cour sonne Carlo Hip. Faith Mother T is whisperd there the Duchesse yongest sonne Has playd a Rape on Lord Antonios wife Moth. On that relligious Lady Cast. Royall bloud monster he deserues to die If Italy had no more hopes but he Vin. Sister y 'aue sentenc'd most direct and true The Lawes a woman and would she were you Mother I must take leaue of you Moth. Leaue for what Vin. I Intend speedy trauaile Hip. That he do's Madam Mo. Speedy indeed Vind. For since my worthy fathers funerall My life 's vnnaturally to me e'en compeld As if I hu'd now when I should be dead Mot. Indeed he was a worthy Gentleman Had his estate beene fellow to his mind Vind. The Duke did much deiect him Moth. Much Vind. To much And through disgrace oft smotherd in his spirit When it would mount surely I thinke hee dyed Of discontent the Noblemans consumption Moth. Most sure he did Vind. Did he lack you know all You were his mid-night secretary Moth. No He was to wise to trust me with his thoughts Vind. Yfaith then father thou wast wise indeed Wiues are but made to go to bed and feede Come mother sister you le bring me onward brother Hip. I will Vind. I le quickly turne into another Exeunt Enter the old Duke Lussiurioso his sonne the Duchesse the Bastard the Duchesse two sonnes Ambitioso and Superuacuo the third her yongest brought out with Officers for the Rape two Iudges Duke Duchesse it is your yongest sonne we 're sory His violent Act has e'en drawne bloud of honor And staind our honors Throwne inck vpon the for-head of our state Which enuious spirits will dip their pens into After our death and blot vs in our Toombes For that which would seeme treason in our liues Is
Hee bid faire fort thy iniurie is the more For had hee cut thee a right Diamond Thou hadst beene next set in the Duke-doomes Ring When his worne selfe like Ages easie slaue Had dropt out of the Collet into th' Graue What wrong can equall this canst thou be tame And thinke vppon 't Spu. No mad and thinke vpon 't Dut. Who would not be reuengd of such a father E'en in the worst way I would thanke that sinne That could most iniury him and bee in league with it Oh what a griefe 't is that a man should liue But once i th world and then to liue a Bastard The curse a' the wombe the theefe of Nature Begot against the seauenth commandement Halfe dambd in the conception by the iustice Of that vnbribed euerlasting law Spu. Oh I de a hot-backt Diuill to my father Dut. Would not this mad e'en patience make bloud rough Who but an Eunuch would not sinne his bed By one false minute disinherited Spi. I there 's the vengeance that my birth was wrapt in I le be reuengd for all now hate begin I le call foule Incest but a Veniall sinne Dut. Cold still in vaine then must a Dutchesse woo Spu. Madam I blush to say what I will doo Dut. Thence flew sweet comfort earnest and farewell Spu. Oh one incestuous kisse picks open hell Dut. Faith now old Duke my vengeance shall reach high I le arme thy brow with womans Herauldrie Exit Spu. Duke thou didst do me wrong and by thy Act Adultery is my nature Faith if the truth were knowne I was begot After some gluttonous dinner some stirring dish Was my first father when deepe healths went round And Ladies cheekes were painted red with Wine Their tongues as short and nimble as their heeles Vttering words sweet and thick and when they rise Were merrily disposd to fall agen In such a whispring and with-drawing houre When base-male-Bawds kept Centinell at staire-head Was I stolne softly oh damnation met The sinne of feasts drunken adultery I feele it swell me my reuenge is iust I was begot in impudent Wine and Lust Step-mother I consent to thy desires I loue thy mischiefe well but I hate thee And those three Cubs thy sonnes wishing confusion Death and disgrace may be their Epitaphs As for my brother the Dukes onely sonne Whose birth is more beholding to report Then mine and yet perhaps as falsely sowne Women must not be trusted with their owne I le loose my dayes vpon him hate all I Duke on thy browe I le drawe my Bastardie For indeed a bastard by nature should make Cuckolds Because he is the sonne of a Cuckold-maker Exit Enter Vindici and Hippolito Vindici in disguise to attend L. Lussurioso the Dukes sonne Vind. What brother am I farre inough from my selfe Hip. As if another man had beene sent whole Into the world and none wist how he came Vind. It wil confirme me bould the child a th Court Let blushes dwell i' th Country impudence Thou Goddesse of the pallace Mistrs of Mistesses To whom the costly perfumd-people pray Strike thou my fore-head into dauntlesse Marble Mine eyes to steady Saphires turne my visage And if I must needes glow let me blush inward That this immodest season may not spy That scholler in my cheekes foole bashfullnes That Maide in the old time whose flush of Grace Would neuer suffer her to get good cloaths Our maides are wiser and are lesse ashamd Saue Grace the bawde I seldome heare Grace nam'd Hip. Nay brother you reach out a' th Verge now Sfoote the Dukes sonne settle your lookes Vind. Pray let me not be doubted Hip. My Lord Luss. Hipolito be absent leaue vs Hip. My Lord after long search wary inquiryes And politick siftings I made choise of yon fellow Whom I gesse rare for many deepe imployments This our age swims within him and if Time Had so much hayre I should take him for Time He is so neere kinne to this present minute Luss. T is ynough We thanke thee yet words are but great-mens blanckes Gold tho it be dum do's vtter the best thankes Hip. Your plenteous honor an exlent fellow my Lord Luss. So giue vs leaue welcome bee not far off we must bee better acquainted push be bould with vs thy hand Vind. With all my heart yfaith how dost sweete Musk-cat When shall we lie togither Luss. Wondrous knaue Gather him into bouldnesse Sfoote the slaue 's Already as familiar as an Ague And shakes me at his pleasure friend I can Forget my selfe in priuate but else where I pray do you remember me Vind. Oh very well sir I conster my selfe sawcy Luss. What hast beene Of what profession Vind. A bone-setter Luss. A bone-setter Vind. A bawde my Lord One that setts bones togither Luss. Notable bluntnesse Fit fit for me e'en traynd vp to my hand Thou hast beene Scriuener to much knauery then Vind. Foole to abundance sir I haue beene witnesse To the surrenders of a thousand virgins And not so little I haue seene Patrimonyes washt a peices Fruit-feilds turnd into bastards And in a world of Acres Not so much dust due to the heire t' was left too As would well grauell a petition Luss. Fine villaine troth I like him wonderously Hee s e'en shapt for my purpose then thou knowst i th world strange lust Vind. O Dutch lust fulsome lust Druncken procreation which begets so many drunckards Some father dreads not gonne to bedde in wine to slide from the mother And cling the daughter-in-law Some Vncles are adulterous with their Neeces Brothers with brothers wiues O howre of Incest Any kin now next to the Rim at h sister Is mans meate in these dayes and in the morning When they are vp and drest and their maske on Who can perceiue this saue that eternall eye That see 's through flesh and all well If any thing be dambd It will be twelue a clock at night that twelue Will neuer scape It is the Iudas of the howers wherein Honest saluation is betrayde to sin Luss. Introth it is too but let this talke glide It is our bloud to erre tho hell gapte lowde Ladies know Lucifer fell yet still are proude Now sir wert thou as secret as thou' rt subtil And deepely fadomd into all estates I would embrace thee for a neere imployment And thou shouldst swell in money and be able To make lame beggers crouch to thee Vind. My Lord Secret I nere had that disease at h mother I praise my father why are men made closse But to keepe thoughts in best I grant you this Tell but some woman a secret ouer night Your doctor may finde it in the vrinall i th morning But my Lord Luss. So thou' rt confirmd in mee And thus I enter thee Vind. This Indian diuill Will quickly enter any man but a Vsurer He preuents that by entring the diuill first Luss. Attend me I am past my depth in lust And I must swim or drowne all my desires Are leueld
must note who t is should die The Duchesse sonne shee le looke to be a sauer Iudgment in this age is nere kin to fauour Hip. Nay then step forth thou Bribelesse officer I bind you all in steele to bind you surely Heer let your oths meet to be kept and payd Which else will sticke like rust and shame the blade Strengthen my vow that if at the next sitting Iudgment speake all in gold and spare the bloud Of such a serpent e'en before their seats To let his soule out which long since was found Guilty in heauen All We sweare it and will act it L. Anto. Kind Gentlemen I thanke you in mine Ire Hip. T were pitty The ruins of so faire a Monument Sould not be dipt in the defacers bloud Piero Her funerall shall be wealthy for her name Merits a toombe of pearle my Lord Antonio For this time wipe your Lady from your eyes No doubt our greefe and youres may one day court it When we are more familiar with Reueng L. Anto. That is my comfort Gentlemen and I ioy In this one happines aboue the rest Which will be cald a miracle at last That being an old man I de a wife so chast Exeunt ACTVS 2. SCAE. 1. Enter Castiza the sister Cast. How hardly shall that mayden be beset Whose onely fortunes are her constant thoughts That has no other childes-part but her honor That Keepes her lowe and empty in estate Maydes and their honors are like poore beginners Were not sinne rich there would be fewer sinners Why had not vertue a reuennewe well I know the cause t wold haue impouerish'd hell How now Dondolo Don. Madona there is one as they say a thing of flesh and blood a man I take him by his beard that would very desireously month to mouth with you Cast. What 's that Don. Show his teeth in your company Cast. I vnderstand thee not Don. Why speake with you Madona Cast. Why say so mad-man and cut of a great deale of durty way had it not beene better spoke in ordinary words that one would speake with me Don. Ha ha that 's as ordinary as two shillings I would striue alitle to show my selfe in my place a Gentleman-vsher scornes to vse the Phrase and fanzye of a seruingman Cast. Yours be your one sir go direct him hether I hope some happy tidings from my brother That lately trauayld whome my soule affects Here he comes Enter Vindice her brother disguised Vin. Lady the best of wishes to your sexe Faire skins and new gownes Cast. Oh they shall thanke you sir Whence this Vin. Oh from a deere and worthy friend mighty Cast. From whome Vin. The Dukes sonne Cast. Receiue that A boxe at h eare to her Brother I swore I 'de put anger in my hand And passe the Virgin limits of my selfe To him that next appear'd in that base office To be his sinnes Atturney beare to him That figure of my hate vpon thy checke Whilst t is yet hot and I le reward thee for t Tell him my honor shall haue a rich name When seuerall harlots shall share his with shame Farewell commend me to him in my hate Exit Vin. It is the sweetest Boxe That ere my nose came nye The finest drawne-worke cuffe that ere was worne I le loue this blowe for euer and this cheeke Shall still hence forward take the wall of this Oh I me a boue my tong most constant sister In this thou hast right honorable showne Many are cald by their honour that haue none Thou art approu'd for euer in my thoughts It is not in the power of words to taynt thee And yet for the saluation of my oth As my resolue in that poynt I will lay Hard seige vnto my Mother tho I know A Syrens tongue could not bewitch her so Masse fitly here she comes thankes my disguize Madame good afternoone Moth. Y' are welcome sir Vind. The Next of Italy commends him to you Our mighty expectation the Dukes sonne Moth. I thinke my selfe much honord that he pleases To tanck me in his thoughts Vind. So may you Lady One that is like to be our suddaine Duke The Crowne gapes for him euery tide and then Commander ore vs all do but thinke on him How blest were they now that could pleasure him E'en with any thing almost Moth. I saue their honor Vind. Tut one would let a little of that go too And nere be seene in 't nere be seene it marke you I de winck and let it go Moth. Marry but I would not Vind. Marry but I would I hope I know you would too If youd that bloud now which you gaue your daughter To her indeed t is this wheele comes about That man that must be all this perhaps ere morning For his white father do's but moulde away Has long desirde your daughter Moth. Desirde Vind. Nay but he are me He desirs now that will command hereafter There fore be wise I speake as more a friend To you then him Madam I know y' are poore And lack the day there are too many poore Ladies already Why should you vex the number t is despisd Liue wealthy rightly vnderstand the world And chide away that foolish Country girle Keepes company with your daughter chastity Moth. Oh fie fie the riches of the world cannot hire a mother to such a most vnnaturall taske Vind. No but a thousand Angells can Men haue no power Angells must worke you too 't The world descends into such base-borne euills That forty Angells can make fourescore diuills There will be fooles still I perceiue still foole Would I be poore deiected scornd of greatnesse Swept from the Pallace and see other daughters Spring with the dewe at h Court hauing mine owne So much desir'd and lou'd by the Dukes sonne No I would raise my state vpon her brest And call her eyes my Tennants I would count My yearely maintenance vpon her cheekes Take Coach vpon her lip and all her partes Should keepe men after men and I would ride In pleasure vpon pleasure You tooke great paines for her once when it was Let her requite it now tho it be but some You brought her forth she may well bring you home Moth. O heauens this ouer-comes me Vind. Not I hope already Moth. It is too strong for me men know that know vs We are so weake their words can ouerthrow vs He toucht me neerely made my vertues bate When his tongue struck vpon my poore estate Vind. I e'en quake to proceede my spirit turnes edge I feare me she 's vnmotherd yet I le venture That woman is all male whome none can Enter What thinke you now Lady speake are you wiser What sayd aduancement to you thus it sayd The daughters fal lifts vp the mothers head Did it not Madame but I le sweare it does In many places tut this age feares no man T is no shame to be bad because t is common Moth. I that 's the comfort on
too Vind. Whos 's this comes Vind. The Dukes sonne vp so late brother fall back And you shall learne some mischeife my good Lord Luss. Piato why the man I wisht for come I do embrace this season for the fittest To tast of that yong Lady Vind. Heart and hell Hip. Dambd villaine Vind. I ha no way now to crosse it but to kill him Luss. Come only thou and I Vin. My Lord my Lord Luss. Why dost thou start vs Vind. I de almost forgot the bastard Lus. What of him Vind. This night this houre this minute now Luss. What what Vin. Shadowes the Duchesse Luss. Horrible word Vind. And like strong poyson eates Into the Duke your fathers fore-head Luss. Oh Vind. He makes horne royall Lus: Most ignoble slaue Vind. This is the fruite of two beds Luss. I am mad Vind. That passage he trod warily Luss. He did Vind. And husht his villaines euery step he tooke Luss. His villaines I le confound them Vind. Take e'm finely finely now Luss. The Duchesse Chamber-doore shall not controule mee Exeunt Hip. Good happy swift there 's gunpowder i th Court Wilde fire at mid-night in this heedlesse fury He may show violence to crosse himselfe I le follow the Euent Exit Luss. Where is that villaine Enter againe Vind. Sofly my Lord and you may take e'm twisted Luss. I care not how Vind. Oh t will be glorious To kill e'm doubled when their heapt be soft my Lord Luss. Away my spleene is not so lazy thus and thus I le shake their eye-lids ope and with my sword Shut e'm agen for euer villaine strumpet Duk. You vpper Guard defend vs Duch. Treason treason Duk. Oh take mee not in sleepe I haue great sins I must haue daies Nay months deere sonne with penitential heaues To lift 'em out and not to die vncleere O thou wilt kill me both in heauen and here Luss. I am amazde to death Duke Nay villaine traytor Worse then the fowlest Epithite now I le gripe thee Ee'n with the Nerues of wrath and throw thy head Amongst the Lawyers gard Enter Nobles and sonnes 1. Noble How comes the quiet of your Grace disturbd Duke This boye that should be my selfe after mee Would be my selfe before me and in heate Of that ambition bloudily rusht in Intending to depose me in my bed 2. Noble Duty and naturall-loyalty for-fend Dut. He cald his Father villaine and me strumpet A word that I abhorre to file my lips with Ambi. That was not so well done Brother Luss. I am abusde I know ther 's no excuse can do me good Vind. T is now good policie to be from sight His vicious purpose to our sisters honour Is crost beyond our thought Hip. You little dreamt his Father slept heere Vind. Oh 't was farre beyond me But since it fell so without fright-full word Would he had kild him t would haue easde our swords Duk. Be comforted our Duchesse he shall dye dissemble a flight Luss. Where 's this slaue-pander now out of mine eye Guiltie of this abuse Enter Spurio with his villaines Spu. Y' are villaines Fablers You haue knaues chins and harlots tongues you lie And I will dam you with one meale a day 1. Ser. O good my Lord Spu. Sbloud you shall neuer sup 2. Ser. O I beseech you sir Spu. To let my sword Catch cold so long and misse him 1. Ser. Troth my Lord T was his intent to meete there Spu. Heart hee 's yonder Ha what newes here is the day out ath- socket That it is Noone at Mid-night the Court vp How comes the Guard so sawcie with his elbowes Luss. The Bastard here Nay then the truth of my intent shall out My Lord and Father heare me Duke Beare him hence Luss. I can with loyaltie excuse Duke Excuse to prison with the Villaine Death shall not long lag after him Spu. Good ifaith then 't is not much amisse Luss. Brothers my best release lies on your tongues I pray perswade for mee Ambi. It is our duties make your selfe sure of vs Sup. Wee le sweate in pleading Luss. And I may liue to thanke you Exeunt Ambi. No thy death shall thanke me better Spu. Hee 's gon I le after him And know his trespasse seeme to beare a part In all his ills but with a Puritane heart Exit Amb. Now brother let our hate and loue be wouen So subtilly together that in speaking one word for his life We may make three for his death The craftiest pleader gets most gold for breath Sup. Set on I le not be farre behinde you brother Duke I st possible a sonne should bee disobedient as farre as the sword it is the highest he can goe no farther Ambi. My gratious Lord take pitty Duke Pitty boyes Amb. Nay weed be loth to mooue your Grace too much Wee know the tre'passe is vnpardonable Black wicked and vnnaturall Sup. In a Sonne oh Monstrous Ambi. Yet my Lord A Dukes soft hand stroakes the rough head of law And makes it lye smooth Duk. But my hand shall nere do ot Amb. That as you please my Lord Super. Wee must needs confesse Some father would haue enterd into hate So deadly pointed that before his eyes Hee would ha seene the execution sound Without corrupted fauour Amb. But my Lord Your Grace may liue the wonder of all times In pardning that offence which neuer yet Had face to beg a pardon Duke Hunny how 's this Amb. Forgiue him good my Lord hee s your owne sonne And I must needs say 't was the vildlier done Superv. Hee 's the next heire yet this true reason gathers None can possesse that dispossesse their fathers Be mercifull Duke Here 's no Step-mothers-wit I le trie 'em both vpon their loue and hate Amb. Be mercifull altho Duke You haue preuaild My wrath like flaming waxe hath spent it selfe I know 't was but some peeuish Moone in him goe let him bee releasd Superv. Sfoote how now Brother Amb. Your Grace doth please to speake beside your spleene I would it were so happy Duke Why goe release him Superv. O my good Lord I know the fault 's too weighty And full of generall loathing too inhumaine Rather by all mens voyces worthy death Duke T is true too here then receiue this signet doome shall passe Direct it to the Iudges he shall dye Ere many dayes make hast Amb. All speed that may be We could haue wisht his burthen not so sore We knew your Grace did but delay before Exeunt Duke Here 's Enuie with a poore thin couer or 't Like Scarlet hid in lawne easily spide through This their ambition by the Mothers side Is dangerous and for safetie must be purgd I will preuent their enuies sure it was But some mistaken furie in our sonne Which these aspiring boyes would climbe vpon He shall bee releasde suddainly Enter Nobles 1. Nob. Good morning to your Grace Duke Welcome my Lords 2. Nob. Our knees shall take away the office of our feete for
euer Vnlesse your Grace bestow a fathers eye Vpon the Clouded fortunes of your sonne And in compassionate vertue grant him that Which makes e'en meane men happy liberty Duk. How seriously their loues and honors woo For that which I am about to pray them doo Which rise my Lords your knees signe his release We freely pardon him 1. Nob. We owe your Grace much thankes and he much duety Duk. It well becomes that Iudge to nod at crimes Exeunt That dos commit greater himselfe and liues I may forgiue a disobedient error That expect pardon for adultery And in my old daies am a youth in lust Many a beauty haue I turnd to poyson In the deniall couetous of all Age hot is like a Monster to be seene My haires are white and yet my sinnes are Greene ACT. 3. Enter Ambitioso and Superuacuo Sup. Brother let my opinion sway you once I speake it for the best to haue him die Surest and soonest if the signet come Vnto the iudges hands why then his doome Will be deferd till sittings and Court-daies Iuries and further Fayths are bought and sold Oths in these daies are but the skin of gold Amb. In troth t is true too Super. Then le ts set by the Iudges And fall to the Officers t is but mistaking The Duke our fathers meaning and where he nam'd Ere many daies t is but forgetting that And haue him die i' th morning Amb. Excellent Then am I heire Duke in a minute Super. Nay And he were once puffe out here is a pinne Should quickly prick your bladder Amb. Blast occasion He being packt wee le haue some trick and wile To winde our yonger brother out of prison That lies in for the Rape the Ladies dead And peoples thoughts will soone be buried Super. We may with safty do 't and liue and feede The duchess-Duchesse-sonnes are too proud to bleed Am. We are yfaith to say true come let 's not linger I le to the Officers go you before And set an edge vpon the Executioner Sup. Let me alone to grind him Exit Amb. Meete farewell I am next now I rise just in that place Where thou' rt cut of vpon thy Neck kind brother The falling of one head lifts vp another Exit Enter with the Nobles Lussurioso from pryson Luss. My Lords I am so much indebted to your loues For this O this deliuery 1. Nob. But our dueties my Lord vnto the hopes that growe in you Luss. If ere I liue to be my selfe I le thanke you O liberty thou sweete and heauenly Dame But hell for pryson is too milde a name Exeunt Enter Ambitioso and Superuacuo with Officers Am. Officers here 's the Dukes signet your firme warrant Brings the command of present death along with it Vnto our brother the Dukes sonne we are sory That we are so vnnaturally employde In such an vnkinde Office fitter farre For enemies then brothers Super. But you know The Dukes command must be obayde 1. Offi. It must and shal my Lord this morning then So suddainely Am. I alasse poore-good-soule Hee must breake fast betimes the executioner Stands ready to put forth his cowardly valour 2. Offi. Already Sup. Already ifath O sir destruction hies And that is least Impudent soonest dyes 1. Off. Troth you say true my Lord we take our leaues Our Office shall be sound wee le not delay The third part of a minute Amb. I herein you showe Your selues good men and vpright officers Pray let him die as priuat as he may Doe him that fauour for the gaping people Will but trouble him at his prayers And make him curse and sweare and so die black Will you be so far Kind 1. Off. It shall be done my Lord Amb. Why we do thanke you if we liue to be You shall haue a better office 2. Off. Your good Lord-shippe Sup. Commend vs to the scaffold in our teares 1. Off Wee le weepe and doe your commendations Exeunt Amb. Fine fooles in office Sup. Things fall our so fit Amb. So happily come brother ere next clock His head will be made serue a bigger block Exeunt Enter in prison Junior Brother Iuni. Keeper Keep My Lord Iuni. No newes lately from our brothers Are they vnmindfull of vs Keep My Lord a messenger came newly in and brought this from 'em Iuni. Nothing but paper comforts I look'd for my deliuery before this Had they beene worth their oths prethee be from vs Now what say you forsooth speake out I pray Letter Brother be of good cheere Slud it begins like a whore with good cheere Thou shalt not be long a prisoner Not fiue and thirty yeare like a banqrout I thinke so We haue thought vpon a deuice to get thee out by a tricke By a tricke pox a your tricke and it be so long a playing And so rest comforted be merry and expect it suddaynely Be merry hang merry draw and quarter merry I le be mad I st not strange that a man should lie in a whole month for a woman well wee shall see how suddaine our brothers will bee in their promise I must expect still a trick I shall not bee long a prisoner how now what newes Keeper Bad newes my Lord I am discharg'd of you Iunio. Slaue calst thou that bad newes I thanke you brothers Keep My Lord t will proue so here come the Officers Into whose hands I must commit you Iunio. Ha Officers what why 1. Offi. You must pardon vs my Lord Our Office must be sound here is our warrant The signet from the Duke you must straight suffer Iunior Suffer I le suffer you to be gon I le suffer you To come no more what would you haue me suffer 2. Offi. My Lord those words were better chang'd to praiers The times but breife with you prepare to die Iunior Sure t is not so 3. Offi. It is too true my Lord Iunior I tell you t is not for the Duke my father Defend me till next sitting and I looke E'en euery minute threescore times an houre For a release a tricke wrought by my brothers 1. Offi. A trick my Lord if you expect such comfort Your hopes as fruitlesse as a barren woman Your brothers were the vnhappy messengers That brought this powerfull token for your death Iunior My brothers no no 2. Offi. T is most true my Lord Iunior My brothers to bring a warrant for my death How strange this showes 3. Offi. There 's no delaying time Iunior Desire e'm hether call e'm vp my brothers They shall deny it to your faces 1. Offi. My Lord They 're far ynough by this at least at Court And this most strickt command they left behinde e'm When griefe swum in their eyes they show'd like brothers Brim-full of heauy sorrow but the Duke Must haue his pleasure Iunio. His pleasure 1. Off. These were their last words which my memory beares Commend vs to the Scaffold in our teares Iunior Pox drye their teares what should I do with teares
All 's sure our owne Brother canst weepe thinkst thou T would grace our Flattery much thinke of some Dame T will teach thee to dissemble Sup. I haue thought Now for your selfe Amb. Our sorrowes are so fluent Our eyes ore-flow our toungs words spoake in teares Are like the murmures of the waters the sound Is lowdly heard but cannot be distinguisht Sup. How dyed he pray Off. O full of rage and spleene Super. He dyed most valiantly then we 're glad to heare it Off. We could not woe him once to pray Amb. He showd himselfe a Gentleman in that giue him his due Off. But in the steed of prayer he drew forth oaths Super. Then did hee pray deere heart Although you vnderstood him not Offi. My Lords E'en at his last with pardon bee it spoake Hee curst you both Sup. Hee curst vs lasse good soule Amb. It was not in our powers but the Dukes pleasure Finely dissembled a both-sides sweete fate O happy opportunitie Enter Lussurioso Luss. Now my Lords Both Oh! Luss. Why doe you shunne mee Brothers You may come neerer now The sauor of the prison has for-sooke mee I thanke such kinde Lords as your selues I me free Amb Aliue Super. In health Amb. Releasd We were both ee'n amazd with ioy to see it Luss. I am much to thanke you Sup. Faith we spar'd no toung vnto my Lord the Duke Amb. I know your deliuery brother Had not beene halfe so sudden but for vs Sup. O how we pleaded Luss. Most deseruing brothers In my best studies I will thinke of it Exit Luss. Amb. O death and vengeance Sup. Hell and torments Amb. Slaue camst thou to delude vs Off. Delude you my Lords Super. I villaine where 's this head now Off. Why heere my Lord Iust after his deliuery you both came With warrant from the Duke to be-head your brother Amb. I our brother the Dukes sonne Off. The Dukes sonne my Lord had his release before you came Amb. Whose head 's that then Off. His whom you left command for your owne brothers Amb. Our brothers oh furies Sup. Plagues Amb. Confusions Sup. Darkenesse Amb. Diuils Sup. Fell it out so accursedly Amb. So damnedly Sup. Villaine I le braine thee with it Off. O my good Lord Sup. The Diuill ouer-take thee Amb. O fatall Sup. O prodigious to our blouds Amb. Did we dissemble Sup. Did we make our teares woemen for thee Amb. Laugh and reioyce for thee Sup. Bring warrant for thy death Amb. Mock off thy head Super. You had a trick you had a wile forsooth Amb. A murren meete 'em there 's none of these wiles that euer come to good I see now there is nothing sure in mortalitie but mortalitie well no more words shalt be reuengd ifaith Come throw off clouds now brother thinke of vengeance And deeper setled hate sirrah sit fast Wee le pull downe all but thou shalt downe at last Exeunt ACT. 4. SCEN. 1. Enter Lussurioso with Hippolito Luss. Hippolito Hip. My Lord Has your good Lordship ought to command me in Luss. I pre-thee leaue vs Hip. How 's this come and leaue vs Luss. Hippolito Hip. Your honor I stand ready for any dutious emploiment Luss. Heart what makst thou here Hip. A pritty Lordly humor He bids me to bee present to depart some-thing has stung his honor Luss. Bee neerer draw neerer Ye' are not so good me thinkes I me angry with you Hip. With me my Lord I me angry with my selfe for t Luss. You did preferre a goodly fellow to me T was wittily elected t was I thought Had beene a villaine and he prooues a Knaue To mee a Knaue Hip. I chose him for the best my Lord T is much my sorrow if neglect in him breed discontent in you Luss. Neglect t was will Iudge of it Firmely to tell of an incredible Act Not to be thought lesse to be spoken of Twixt my Step-mother and the Bastard oh Incestuous sweetes betweene 'em Hip. Fye my Lord Lus. I in kinde loyaltie to my fathers fore-head Made this a desperate arme and in that furie Committed treason on the lawfull bed And with my sword een rac'd my fathers bosome For which I was within a stroake of death Hip. Alack I me sorry ssoote iust vpon the stroake Iars in my brother t will be villanous Musick Vind. My honored Lord Enter Vind. Luss. Away pre-thee forsake vs heereafter wee le not know thee Vind. Not know me my Lord your Lorship cannot choose Lus Begon I say thou art a false knaue Vind. Why the easier to be knowne my Lord Lus. Push I shall prooue too bitter with a word Make thee a perpetuall prisoner And laye this yron-age vpon thee Vind. Mum for there 's a doome would make a woman dum Missing the bastard next him the winde 's comes about Now t is my brothers turne to stay mine to goe out Exit Vin. Lus. Has greatly moou'd me Hip. Much to blame ifaith Lus. But I le recouer to his ruine t was told me lately I know not whether falslie that you 'd a brother Hip. Who I yes my good Lord I haue a brother Lus. How chance the Court neere saw him of what nature How does he apply his houres Hip. Faith to curse Fates Who as he thinkes ordaind him to be poore Keepes at home full of want and discontent Lus There 's hope in him for discontent and want Is the best clay to mould a villaine off Hippolito wish him repaire to vs If there be ought in him to please our bloud For thy sake wee le aduance him and build faire His meanest fortunes for it is in vs To reare vp Towers from cottages Hip. It is so my Lord he will attend your honour But hee s a man in whom much melancholy dwels Lus. Why the better bring him to Court Hip. With willingnesse and speed Whom he cast off een now must now succeed Brother disguise must off In thine owne shape now I le prefer thee to him How strangely does himselfe worke to vndo him Exit Luss. This fellow will come fitly he shall kill That other slaue that did abuse my spleene And made it swell to Treason I haue put Much of my heart into him hee must dye He that knowes great mens secrets and proues slight That man nere liues to see his Beard turne white I he shall speede him I le employ thee brother Slaues are but Nayles to driue out one another Hee being of black condition sutable To want and ill content hope of preferment Will grinde him to an Edge The Nobles enter 1. Good dayes vnto your honour Luss. My kinde Lords I do returne the like 2. Sawe you my Lord the Duke Luss. My Lord and Father is he from Court 1. Hee s sure from Court But where which way his pleasure tooke we know not Nor can wee heare on t Luss. Here come those should tell Sawe you my Lord and Father 3. Not since two houres before noone my Lord And then he priuately
ridde forth Lus. Oh hee s rod forth 1. T was wondrous priuately 2. There 's none i th Court had any knowledge on t Lus. His Grace is old and sudden t is no treason To say the Duke my Father has a humor Or such a Toye about him what in vs Would appeare light in him seemes vertuous 3. T is Oracle my Lord Exeunt Enter Vindice and Hippolito Vind. out of his disguise Hip. So so all 's as it should be y' are your selfe Vind. How that great-villaine puts me to my shifts Hip. Hee that did lately in disguize reiect thee Shall now thou art thy selfe as much respect thee Vind. T will be the quainter fallacie but brother Sfoote what vse will hee put me to now thinkst thou Hip. Nay you must pardon me in that I know not Has some employment for you but what t is Hee and his Secretary the Diuell knowes best Vind, Well I must suite my toung to his desires What colour so ere they be hoping at last To pile vp all my wishes on his brest Hip. Faith Brother he himselfe showes the way Vind. Now the Duke is dead the realme is clad in claye His death being not yet knowne vnder his name The people still are gouernd well thou his sonne Art not long-liu'd thou shalt not ioy his death To kill thee then I should most honour thee For t would stand firme in euery mans beliefe Thou 'st a kinde child and onely dyedst with griefe Hip. You fetch about well but le ts talke in present How will you appeare in fashion different As well as in apparrell to make all things possible If you be but once tript wee fall for euer It is not the least pollicie to bee doubtfull You must change tongue familiar was your first Vind. Why I le beare me in some straine of melancholie And string my selfe with heauy sounding Wyre Like such an Instrument that speakes merry things sadly Hip. Then t is as I meant I gaue you out at first in discontent Vind. I le turne my selfe and then Hip. Sfoote here he comes hast thought vppon t Vind. Salute him feare not me Luss. Hippolito Hip. Your Lordship Luss. What 's he yonder Hip. T is Vindici my discontented Brother Whom cording to your will l 'aue brought to Court Luss Is that thy brother beshrew me a good presence I wonder h 'as beene from the Court so long Come neerer Hip. Brother Lord Lussurioso the Duke sonne Snatches of his hat and makes legs to him Luss. Be more neere to vs welcome neerer yet Vind. How don you god you god den Luss. We thanke thee How strangly such a course-homely salute Showes in the Pallace where we greete in fire Nimble and desperate tongues should we name God in a salutation t would neere be stood on 't heauen Tell me what has made thee so melancholy Vind. Why going to Law Luss. Why will that make a man mellancholy Vind. Yes to looke long vpon inck and black buckrom I went mee to law in Anno Quadragesimo secundo and I waded out of it in Anno sextagesimo tertio Luss. What three and twenty years in law Vind. I haue knowne those that haue beene fiue and fifty and all about Pullin and Pigges Luss. May it bee possible such men should breath To vex the Tearmes so much Vin. T is foode to some my Lord There are olde men at the present that are so poysoned with the affectatiō of law-words hauing had many suites canuast that their common talke is nothing but Barbery lattin they cannot so much as pray but in law that their sinnes may be remou'd with a writ of Error and their soules fetcht vp to heauen with a sasarara Hip. It seemes most strange to me Yet all the world meetes round in the same bent Where the hearts set there goes the tongues consent How dost apply thy studies fellow Vind. Study why to thinke how a great rich man lies a dying and a poore Cobler toales the bell for him how he cannot depart the world and see the great chest-stand before him when hee lies speechlesse how hee will point you readily to all the boxes and when hee is past all memory as the gosseps gesse then thinkes hee of forffetures and obligations nay when to all mens hearings he whurles and rotles in the throate hee 's bussie threatning his poore Tennants and this would last me now some seauen yeares thinking or there abouts but I haue a Conceit a comming in picture vpon this I drawe it my selfe which ifaith la I le present to your honor you shall not chose but like it for your Lordship shall giue me nothing for it Luss. Nay you misstake me then For I am publisht bountifull inough Le ts tast of your conceit Vin. In picture my Lord Luss. I in picture Vin. Marry this it is A vsuring Father to be boyling in hell and his sonne and Heire with a Whore dancing ouer him Hip. Has par'd him to the quicke Lus. The conceit 's pritty ifaith But tak 't vpon my life t will nere be likt Vind. No why I me sure the whore will be likt well enough Hip. I if she were out at h picture heede like her then himselfe Vin. And as for the sonne and heire he shall be an eyesore to no young Reuellers for hee shall bee drawne in cloth of gold breeches Luss. And thou hast put my meaning in the pock And canst not draw that out my thought was this ets To see the picture of a vsuring father Boyling in hell our richmen would nere like it Vin. O true I cry you heartly mercy I know the reason for some of 'em had rather be dambd indeed thē dambd in colours Lus. A parlous melancholy has wit enough To murder any man and I le giue him meanes I thinke thou art ill monied Vin. Money ho ho Tas beene my want so long t is now my scoffe Iue ene forgot what colour siluer 's off Lus. It hits as I could wish Vin. I get good cloths Of those that dread my humour and for table-roome I feed on those that cannot be rid of me Lus. Somewhat to set thee vp withall Vin. O mine eyes Lus. How now man Vin. Almost strucke blind This bright vnusuall shine to me seemes proud I dare not looke till the sunne be in a cloud Lus. I thinke I shall afecte his melancholy How are they now Vin. The better for your asking Lus. You shall be better yet if you but fasten Truly on my intent now y are both present I will vnbrace such a closse priuate villayne Vnto your vengfull swords the like nere heard of Who hath disgrac'd you much and iniur'd vs Hip. Disgraced vs my Lord Lus. I Hippolito I kept it here till now that both your angers Might meete him at once Vin. I me couetuous To know the villayne Lus. You know him that slaue Pandar Piato whome we threatened last With irons in perpetuall prisonment Vin. All this is I Hip. I
to be so Vind He praies wel for him-selfe Nobl. Madame all sorrowes Must runne their circles into ioyes no doubt but time Wil make the murderer bring forth him-selfe Vind. He were an Asse then yfaith Nob. In the meane season Let vs bethinke the latest-funerall honors Due to the Dukes cold bodie and withall Calling to memory our new happinesse Spreade in his royall sonne Lords Gentlemen Prepare for Reuells Vind. Reuells Nobl. Time hath seurall falls Greefes lift vp ioyes feastes put downe funeralls Lus. Come then my Lords my fauours to you all The Duchesse is suspected fowly bent I le beginne Dukedome with her banishment Exeunt Duke Hip. Reuells Nobles and Duchesse Vind. I that 's the word we are firme yet Strike one straine more and then we crowne our wit Exeu. Bro. Spu. Well haue the fayrest marke so sayd the Duke when he begot me And if I misse his heart or neere about Then haue at any a Bastard scornes to be out Sup. Not'st thou that Spurio brother And Yes I note him to our shame Super. He shall not liue his haire shall not grow much longer in this time of Reuells tricks may be set a foote seest thou yon new Moone it shall out-liue the new Duke by much this hand shall dispossesse him then we 're mighty A maske is treasons licence that build vpon T is murders best face when a vizard 's on Exit Super. Amb. I st so 'ts very good And do you thinke to be Duke then kinde brother I le see faire play drop one and there lies tother Exit Ambi. Enter Vindice Hippolito with Piero and other Lords Vind. My Lords be all of Musick strike old griefes into other countries That flow in too much milke and haue faint liuers Not daring to stab home their discontents Let our hid flames breake out as fire as lightning To blast this villanous Dukedome vext with sinne Winde vp your soules to their full height agen Piero How 1. Which way 3. Any way our wrongs are such We cannot iustly be reueng de too much Vind. You shall haue all enough Reuels are toward And those few Nobles that haue long suppressd you Are busied to the furnishing of a Maske And do affect to make a pleasant taile on t The Masking suites are fashioning now comes in That which must glad vs all wee to take patterne Of all those suites the colour trimming fashion E'en to an vndistinguisht hayre almost Then entring first obseruing the true forme Within a straine or two we shall finde leasure To steale our swords out handsomly And when they thinke their pleasure sweete and good In midst of all their ioyes they shall sigh bloud Pie Weightily effectually 3. before the tother Maskers come Vind. We 're gone all done and past Pie But how for the Dukes guard Vind. Let that alone By one and one their strengths shall be drunke downe Hip. There are fiue hundred Gentlemen in the action That will apply them-selues and not stand idle Pier. Oh let vs hug your bosomes Vin. Come my Lords Prepare for deeds let other times haue words Exeunt In a dum shew the possessing of the young Duke with all his Nobles Then sounding Musick A furnisht Table is brought forth then enters the Duke his Nobles to the banquot A blasing-star appeareth Noble Many harmonious houres and choisest pleasures Fill vp the royall numbers of your yeares Lus. My Lords we 're pleasd to thanke you tho we know T is but your duety now to wish it so Nob. That shine makes vs all happy 3. Nob. His Grace frounes 2. Nob. Yet we must say he smiles 1. Nob. I thinke we must Lus. That foule-Incontinent Duchesse we haue banisht The Bastard shall not liue after these Reuells I le begin strange ones hee and the stepsonnes Shall pay their liues for the first subsidies We must not frowne so soone else t'ad beene now 1. Nob. My gratious Lord please you prepare for pleasure The maske is not far off Lus. We are for pleasure Beshrew thee what art thou madst me start Thou hast committed treason A blazing star 1 Nob. A blazing star O where my Lord Lus. Spy out 2. Nob, See see my Lords a wondrous-dreadful one Lus. I am not pleasd at that ill-knotted fire That bushing-flaring star am not I Duke It should not quake me now had it appeard Before it I might then haue iustly feard But yet they say whom art and learning Weds When stars were locks they threaten great-mens heads Is it so you are read my Lords 1. Nob. May it please your Grace It showes great anger Lus. That dos not please our Grace 2. Nob. Yet here 's the comfort my Lord many times When it seemes most it threatnes fardest off Lus. Faith and I thinke so too 1. Nob. Beside my Lord You 'r gracefully establisht with the loues Of all your subiects and for naturall death I hope it will be threescore years a comming Lus. True no more but threescore years 1. Nob. Fourescore I hope my Lord 2 Nob. And fiuescore I 3 Nob. But t is my hope my Lord you shall nere die Lus. Giue me thy hand these others I rebuke He that hopes so is sittest for a Duke Thou shalt sit next me take your places Lords We 're ready now for sports let 'em set on You thing we shall forget you quite anon 3. Nob. I heare 'em comming my Lord Enter the Maske of Reuengers the two Brothers and two Lords more Lus. Ah t is well Brothers and Bastard you dance next in hell The Reuengers daunce At the end steale out their swords and these foure kill the foure at the Table in their Chaires It thunders Vind. Marke Thunder Dost know thy kue thou big-voyc'st cryer Dukes groanes are thunders watch-words Hip. So my Lords You haue ynough Vind. Come le ts away no lingring Exeunt Hip. Follow goe Vind. No power is angry when the lust-ful die When thunder-claps heauen likes the tragedy Exit Vin. Lus. Oh oh Enter the other Maske of entended murderers Step-sons Bastard and a fourth man comming in dauncing the Duke recouers a little in voyce and groanes calls a guard treason At which they all start out of their measure and turning towards the Table they finde them all to be murdered Spur. Whose groane was that Lus. Treason a guard Amb. How now all murderd Super. Murderd 4. And those his Nobles Amb. Here 's a labour sau'd I thought to haue sped him Sbloud how came this Spur. Then I proclaime my selfe now I am Duke Amb. Thou Duke brother thou liest Spu. Slaue so dost thou 4. Base villayne hast thou slaine my Lord and Maister Enter the first men Vind. Pistolls treason murder helpe guard my Lord the Duke Hip. Lay hold vpon this Traytors Lus. Oh Vind. Alasse the Duke is murderd Hip. And the Nobles Vin. Surgeons Surgeons heart dos he breath so long Ant. A piteous tragaedy able to wake An old-mans eyes bloud-shot Luss. Oh Vin. Looke to my Lord the duke a vengeance throttle him Confesse thou murdrous and vnhollowed man Didst thou kill all these 4. None but the Bastard I Vin. How came the Duke slaine then 4. We found him so Luss. O villaine Vin, Harke Luss. Those in the maske did murder vs Vin, Law you now sir O marble impudence will you confesse now 4. Sloud t is all false Ant. Away with that foule monster Dipt in a Princes bloud 4. Heart t is a lye Ant. Let him haue bitter execution Vin. New marrow no I cannot be exprest How faires my Lord the Duke Luss Farewel to al He that climes highest has the greatest fall My tong is out of office Vin. Ayre Gentlemen ayre Now thou lt not prate on t t was Vindice murdred thee Luss. Oh Vin. Murdred thy Father Luss. Oh Vin. And I am he-tell no-body so so the Dukes departed Ant. It was a deadly hand that wounded him The rest ambitious who should rule and sway After his death were so made all away Vin. My Lord was vnlikely Hip. Now the hope Of Italy lyes in your reuerend yeares Vin. Your hayre will make the siluer age agen When there was fewer but more honest men Anto. The burdens weighty and will presse age downe May I so rule that heauen nay keepe the crowne Vin. The rape of your good Lady has beene quited With death on death Ant. Iust is the Lawe aboue Ant. It was 〈…〉 I not hard of the like Hip. T was all donne for the best my Lord Vin. All for your graces good ◠we may be bould to speake it now T was some-what witty carried tho we say it T was we two murdred him Ant. You two Vin, None else ifaith my Lord nay t was well managde Ant. Lay hands vpon those villaines Vin. How on vs Ant. Beare 'em two speedy execution Vin, Heart wast not for your good my Lord Ant. My good away with 'em such an ould man as he You that would murder him would murder me Vin. I st come about Hip. Sfoote brother you begun Vin. May not we set as well as the Dukes sonne Thou hast no conscience are we not reuengde Is there one enemy left aliue amongst those T is time to die when we are our selues our foes When murders shut deeds closse this curse does seale 'em If none disclose 'em they them selues reueale 'em This murder might haue slept in tonglesse brasse But for our selues and the world dyed an asse Now I remember too here was Piato Brought forth a knauish sentance once no doubt said he but time Will make the murderer bring forth himselfe T is well he died he was a witch And now my Lord since we are in for euer This worke was ours which else might haue beene slipt And if we list we could haue Nobles clipt And go for lesse then beggers but we hate 〈…〉 we haue ynough 〈…〉 Mother turn'd our Sister true 〈◊〉 after a nest of 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Exeunt Ant. How subtilly was that murder closde beare vp These tragick bodies t is a heauy season 〈◊〉 when their bloud may wash away all treason Exit FINIS