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
shall we finde The sharded-Beetle in a safer hold Then is the full-wing'd Eagle Oh this life Is Nobler then attending for a checke Richer then doing nothing for a Babe Prouder then rustling in vnpayd-for Silke Such gaine the Cap of him that makes him fine Yet keepes his Booke vncros'd no life to ours Gui. Out of your proofe you speak we poore vnfledg'd Haue neuer wing'd from view o' th' nest nor knowes not What Ayre 's from home Hap'ly this life is best If quiet life be best sweeter to you That haue a sharper knowne Well corresponding With your stiffe Age but vnto vs it is A Cell of Ignorance trauailing a bed A Prison or a Debtor that not dares To stride a limit Arui What should we speake of When we are old as you When we shall heare The Raine and winde beate darke December How In this our pinching Caue shall we discourse The freezing houres away We haue seene nothing We are beastly subtle as the Fox for prey Like warlike as the Wolfe for what we eate Our Valour is to chace what flyes Our Cage We make a Quite as doth the prison'd Bird And sing our Bondage freely Bel. How you speake Did you but know the Citties Vsuries And felt them knowingly the Art o' th' Court As hard to leaue as keepe whose top to climbe Is certaine falling or so slipp'ry that The feare 's as bad as falling The toyle o' th' Warre A paine that onely seemes to seeke out danger I' th' name of Fame and Honor which dyes i' th' search And hath as oft a sland'rous Epitaph As Record of faire Act. Nay many times Doth ill deserue by doing well what 's worse Must curt'sie at the Censure Oh Boyes this Storie The World may reade in me My bodie 's mark'd With Roman Swords and my report was once First with the best of Note Cymbeline lou'd me And when a Souldier was the Theame my name Was not farre off then was I as a Tree Whose boughes did bend with fruit But in one night A Storme or Robbery call it what you will Shooke downe my mellow hangings nay my Leaues And left me bare to weather Gui. Vncertaine fauour Bel. My fault being nothing as I haue told you oft But that two Villaines whose false Oathes preuayl'd Before my perfect Honor swore to Cymbeline I was Confederate with the Romanes so Followed my Banishment and this twenty yeeres This Rocke and these Demesnes haue bene my World Where I haue liu'd at honest freedome payed More pious debts to Heauen then in all The fore-end of my time But vp to ' th' Mountaines This is not Hunters Language he that strikes The Venison first shall be the Lord o' th' Feast To him the other two shall minister And we will feare no poyson which attends In place of greater State I le meete you in the Valleyes Exeunt How hard it is to hide the sparkes of Nature These Boyes know little they are Sonnes to ' th' King Nor Cymbeline dreames that they are aliue They thinke they are mine And though train'd vp thus meanely I' th' Caue whereon the Bowe their thoughts do hit The Roofes of Palaces and Nature prompts them In simple and lowe things to Prince it much Beyond the tricke of others This Paladour The heyre of Cymbeline and Britaine who The King his Father call'd Guiderius Ioue When on my three-foot stoole I sit and tell The warlike feats I haue done his spirits flye out Into my Story say thus mine Enemy fell And thus I set my foote on 's necke euen then The Princely blood flowes in his Cheeke he sweats Straines his yong Nerues and puts himselfe in posture That acts my words The yonger Brother Cadwall Once Aruiragus in as like a figure Strikes life into my speech and shewes much more His owne conceyuing Hearke the Game is rows'd Oh Cymbeline Heauen and my Conscience knowes Thou didd'st vniustly banish me whereon At three and two yeeres old I stole these Babes Thinking to barre thee of Succession as Thou refts me of my Lands Euriphile Thou was 't their Nurse they took thee for their mother And euery day do honor to her graue My selfe Belarius that am Mergan call'd They take for Naturall Father The Game is vp Exit Scena Quarta Enter Pisanio and Imogen Imo. Thou told'st me when we came froÌ„ horse y e place Was neere at hand Ne're long'd my Mother so To see me first as I haue now Pisanio Man Where is Posthumus What is in thy mind That makes thee stare thus Wherefore breaks that sigh From th' inward of thee One but painted thus Would be interpreted a thing perplex'd Beyond selfe-explication Put thy selfe Into a hauiour of lesse feare ere wildnesse Vanquish my stayder Senses What 's the matter Why tender'st thou that Paper to me with A looke vntender If 't be Summer Newes Smile too 't before if Winterly thou need'st But keepe that count'nance stil My Husbands hand That Drug-damn'd Italy hath out-craftied him And hee 's at some hard point Speake man thy Tongue May take off some extreamitie which to reade Would be euen mortall to me Pis Please you reade And you shall finde me wretched man a thing The most disdain'd of Fortune Imogen reades THy Mistris Pisanio hath plaide the Strumpet in my Bed the Testimonies whereof lyes bleeding in me I speak not out of weake Surmises but from proofe as strong as my greefe and as certaine as I expect my Reuenge Th◠〈◊〉 thou Pisanio must acte for me if thy Faith be not tainted with the breach of hers let thine owne hands take away her life I shall giue thee opportunity at Milford Hauen She hath my Letter for the purpose where if thou feare to strike and to make mee certaine it is done thou art the Pander to her dishonour and equally to me disloyall Pâ—s What shall I need to draw my Sword the Paper Hath cut her throat alreadie No 't is Slander Whose edge is sharper then the Sword whose tongue Out-venomes all the Wormes of Nyle whose breath Rides on the posting windes and doth belye All corners of the World Kings Queenes and States Maides Matrons nay the Secrets of the Graue This viperous slander enters What cheere Madam Imo. False to his Bed What is it to be false To lye in watch there and to thinke on him To weepe 'twixt clock and clock If sleep charge Nature To breake it with a fearfull dreame of him And cry my selfe awake That 's false to 's bed Is it Pisa Alas good Lady Imo. I false Thy Conscience witnesse Iachimo Thou didd'st accuse him of Incontinencie Thou then look'dst like a Villaine now me thinkes Thy fauours good enough Some Iay of Italy Whose mother was her painting hath betraid him Poore I am stale a Garment out of fashion And for I am richer then to hang by th' walles I must be ript To peeces with me Oh! Mens Vowes are womens Traitors All good seeming By thy reuolt oâ— Husband shall
at thy dyn Cal. No 'pray thee I must obey his Art is of such pow'r It would controll my Dams god Setebos And make a vassaile of him Pro. So slaue hence Exit Cal. Enter Ferdinand Ariel inuisible playing singing Ariel Song Come vnto these yellow sands and then take hands Curt sied when you haue and kist the wilde waues whist Foote it featly heere and there and sweete Sprights beare the burthen Burthen dispersedly Harke harke bowgh wawgh the watch-Dogges barke bowgh-wawgh Ar. Hark hark I heare the straine of strutting Chanticlere cry cockadidle-dowe Fer. Where shold this Musick be I' th aire or th' earth It sounds no more and sure it waytes vpon Some God ' o th' Iland sitting on a banke Weeping againe the King my Fathers wracke This Musicke crept by me vpon the waters Allaying both their fury and my passion With it's sweet ayre thence I haue follow'd it Or it hath drawne me rather but 't is gone No it begins againe Ariell Song Full fadom fiue thy Father lies Of his bones are Corrall made Those are pearles that were his eies Nothing of him that doth fade But doth suffer a Sea-change Into something rich strange Sea-Nimphs hourly ring his knell Burthen ding-dong Harke now I heare them ding-dong bell Fer. The Ditty do's remember my drown'd father This is no mortall busines nor no found That the earth owes I heare it now aboue me Pro. The fringed Curtaines of thine eye aduance And say what thou see'st yond Mira. What is' t a Spirit Lord how it lookes about Beleeue me sir It carries a braue forme But 't is a spirit Pro. No wench it eats and sleeps hath such senses As we haue such This Gallant which thou seest Was in the wracke and but hee 's something stain'd With greefe that 's beauties canker y u might'st call him A goodly person he hath lost his fellowes And strayes about to finde ' em Mir. I might call him A thing diuine for nothing naturall I euer saw so Noble Pro. It goes on I see As my soule prompts it Spirit fine spirit I le free thee Within two dayes for this Fer. Most sure the Goddesse On whom these ayres attend Vouchsafe my pray'r May know if you remaine vpon this Island And that you will some good instruction giue How I may beare me heere my prime request Which I do last pronounce is O you wonder If you be Mayd or no Mir. No wonder Sir But certainly a Mayd Fer. My Language Heauens I am the best of them that speake this speech Were I but where 't is spoken Pro. How the best What wer 't thou if the King of Naples heard thee Fer. A single thing as I am now that wonders To heare thee speake of Naples he do's heare me And that he do's I weepe my selfe am Naples Who with mine eyes neuer since at ebbe beheld The King my Father wrack't Mir. Alacke for mercy Fer. Yes faith all his Lords the Duke of Millaine And his braue sonne being twaine Pro. The Duke of Millaine And his more brauer daughter could controll thee If now 't were sit to do 't At the first sight They haue chang'd eyes Delicate Ariel I le set thee free for this A word good Sir I feare you haue done your selfe some wrong A word Mir. Why speakes my father so vngently This Is the third man that ere I saw the first That ere I sigh'd for pitty moue my father To be enclin'd my way Fer. O if a Virgin And your affection not gone forth I le make you The Queene of Naples Pro. Soft sir one word more They are both in eythers pow'rs But this swift busines I must vneasie make least too light winning Make the prize light One word more I charge thee That thou attend me Thou do'st heere vsurpe The name thou ow'st not and hast put thy selfe Vpon this Island as a spy to win it From me the Lord on 't Fer. No as I am a man Mir. Ther 's nothing ill can dwell in such a Temple If the ill-spirit haue so fayre a house Good things will striue to dwell with 't Pro. Follow me Pros Speake not you for him hee 's a Traitor come I le manacle thy necke and feete together Sea water shalt thou drinke thy food shall be The fresh-brooke Mussels wither'd roots and huskes Wherein the Acorne cradled Follow Fer. No I will resist such entertainment till Mine enemy ha's more pow'r He drawes and is charmed from mouing Mira. O deere Father Make not too rash a triall of him for Hee 's gentle and not fearfull Pros What I say My foote my Tutor Put thy sword vp Traitor Who mak'st a shew but dar'st not strike thy conscience Is so possest with guilt Come from thy ward For I can heere disarme thee with this sticke And make thy weapon drop Mira. Beseech you Father Pros Hence hang not on my garments Mira. Sir haue pity I le be his surety Pros Silence One word more Shall make me chide thee if not hate thee What An aduocate for an Impostor Hush Thou think'st there is no more such shapes as he Hauing seene but him and Caliban Foolish wench To th' most of men this is a Caliban And they to him are Angels Mira. My affections Are then most humble I haue no ambition To see a goodlier man Pros Come on obey Thy Nerues are in their infancy againe And haue no vigour in them Fer. So they are My spirits as in a dreame are all bound vp My Fathers losse the weaknesse which I feele The wracke of all my friends nor this mans threats To whom I am subdude are but light to me Might I but through my prison once a day Behold this Mayd all corners else o' th' Earth Let liberty make vse of space enough Haue I in such a prison Pros It workes Come on Thou hast done well fine Ariell follow me Harke what thou else shalt do mee Mira. Be of comfort My Fathers of a better nature Sir Then he appeares by speech this is vnwonted Which now came from him Pros Thou shalt be as free As mountaine windes but then exactly do All points of my command Ariell To th' syllable Pros Come follow speake not for him Exeunt Actus Secundus Scoena Prima Enter Alonso Sebastian Anthonio Gonzalo Adrian Francisco and others Gonz. Beseech you Sir be merry you haue cause So haue we all of ioy for our escape Is much beyond our losse our hint of woe Is common euery day some Saylors wife The Masters of some Merchant and the Merchant Haue iust our Theame of woe But for the miracle I meane our preseruation few in millions Can speake like vs then wisely good Sir weigh Our sorrow with our comfort Alons Prethee peace Seb. He receiues comfort like cold porredge Ant. The Visitor will not giue him ore so Seb. Looke hee 's winding vp the watch of his wit By and by it will strike Gon. Sir Seb. One Tell. Gon.
Thu. Wherefore Iul. That such an Asse should owe them Pro. That they are out by Lease Iul. Here comes the Duke Du. How now sir Protheus how now Thurio Which of you saw Eglamoure of late Thu. Not I. Pro. Nor I. Du. Saw you my daughter Pro. Neither Du. Why then She 's fled vnto that pezant Valentine And Eglamoure is in her Company 'T is true for Frier Laurence met them both As he in pennance wander'd through the Forrest Him he knew well and guesd that it was she But being mask'd he was not sure of it Besides she did intend Confession At Patricks Cell this euen and there she was not These likelihoods confirme her flight from hence Therefore I pray you stand not to discourse But mount you presently and meete with me Vpon the rising of the Mountaine foote That leads toward Mantua whether they are fled Dispatch sweet Gentlemen and follow me Thu. Why this it is to be a peeuish Girle That flies her fortune when it followes her I le after more to be reueng'd on Eglamoure Then for the loue of reck-lesse Siluia Pro. And I will follow more for Siluas loue Then hate of Eglamoure that goes with her Iul. And I will follow more to crosse that loue Then hate for Siluia that is gone for loue Exeunt Scena Tertia Siluia Out-lawes 1. Out Come come be patient We must bring you to our Captaine Sil. A thousand more mischances then this one Haue learn'd me how to brooke this patiently 2 Out Come bring her away 1 Out Where is the Gentleman that was with her 3 Out Being nimble footed he hath out run vs. But Moyses and Valerius follow him Goe thou with her to the West end of the wood There is our Captaine Wee 'll follow him that 's fled The Thicket is beset he cannot scape 1 Out Come I must bring you to our Captains caue Feare not he beares an honourable minde And will not vse a woman lawlesly Sil. O Valentine this I endure for thee Exeunt Scoena Quarta Enter Valentine Protheus Siluia Iulia Duke Thurio Out-lawes Val. How vse doth breed a habit in a man This shadowy desart vnfrequented woods I better brooke then flourishing peopled Townes Here can I sit alone vn-seene of any And to the Nightingales complaining Notes Tune my distrestes and record my woes O thou that dost inhabit in my brest Leaue not the Mansion so long Tenant-lesse Lest growing ruinous the building fall And leaue no memory of what it was Repaire me with thy presence Siluia Thou gentle Nimph cherish thy for-lorne swaine What hallowing and what stir is this to day These are my mates that make their wills their Law Haue some vnhappy passenger in chace They loue me well yet I haue much to doe To keepe them from vnciuill outrages Withdraw thee Valentine who 's this comes heere Pro. Madam this seruice I haue done for you Though you respect not aught your seruant doth To hazard life and reskew you from him That would haue forc'd your honour and your loue Vouchsafe me for my meed but one faire looke A smaller boone then this I cannot beg And lesse then this I am sure you cannot giue Val How like a dreame is this I see and heare Loue lend me patience to forbeare a while Sil. O miserable vnhappy that I am Pro. Vnhappy were you Madam ere I came But by my comming I haue made you happy Sil. By thy approach thou mak'st me most vnhappy Iul. And me when he approcheth to your presence Sil. Had I beene ceazed by a hungry Lion I would haue beene a break-fast to the Beast Rather then haue false Protheus reskue me Oh heauen be iudge how I loue Valentine Whose life 's as tender to me as my soule And full as much for more there cannot be I doe detest false periur'd Protheus Therefore be gone sollicit me no more Pro. What dangerous action stood it next to death Would I not vndergoe for one calme looke Oh 't is the curse in Loue and still approu'd When women cannot loue where they 're belou'd Sil. When Protheus cannot loue where he 's belou'd Read ouer Iulia's heart thy first best Loue For whose deare sake thou didst then rend thy faith Into a thousand oathes and all those oathes Descended into periury to loue me Thou hast no faith left now vnlesse thou'dst two And that 's farre worse then none better haue none Then plurall faith which is too much by one Thou Counterfeyt to thy true friend Pro. In Loue Who respects friend Sil. All men but Protheus Pro. Nay if the gentle spirit of mouing words Can no way change you to a milder forme I le wooe you like a Souldier at armes end And loue you ' gainst the nature of Loue force ye Sil. Oh heauen Pro. I le force thee yeeld to my desire Val. Ruffian let goe that rude vnciuill touch Thou friend of an ill fashion Pro. Valentine Val. Thou cōmon friend that 's without faith or loue For such is a friend now treacherous man Thou hast beguil'd my hopes nought but mine eye Could haue perswaded me now I dare not say I haue one friend aliue thou wouldst disproue me Who should be trusted when ones right hand Is periured to the bosome Protheus I am sorry I must neuer trust thee more But count the world a stranger for thy sake The priuate wound is deepest oh time most accurst ' Mongst all foes that a friend should be the worst Pro. My shame and guilt confounds me Forgiue me Valentine if hearty sorrow Be a sufficient Ransome for offence I tender 't heere I doe as truely suffer As ere I did commit Val. Then I am paid And once againe I doe receiue thee honest Who by Repentance is not satisfied Is nor of heauen nor earth for these are pleas'd By Penitence th' Eternalls wrath's appeas'd And that my loue may appeare plaine and free All that was mine in Siluia I giue thee Iul. Oh me vnhappy Pro. Looke to the Boy Val. Why Boy Why wag how now what 's the matter look vp speak Iul. O good sir my master charg'd me to deliuer a ring to Madam Siluia w c out of my neglect was neuer done Pro. Where is that ring boy Iul. Heere 't is this is it Pro. How let me see Why this is the ring I gaue to Iulia. Iul. Oh cry you mercy sir I haue mistooke This is the ring you sent to Siluia Pro. But how cam'st thou by this ring at my depart I gaue this vnto Iulia. Iul. And Iulia her selfe did giue it me And Iulia her selfe hath brought it hither Pro. How Iulia Iul. Behold her that gaue ayme to all thy oathes And entertain'd 'em deepely in her heart How oft hast thou with periury cleft the roote Oh Protheus let this habit make thee blush Be thou asham'd that I haue tooke vpon me Such an immodest rayment if shame liue In a disguise of loue It is the lesser blot modesty findes Women to
me Isabell Isa Oh fie fie fie Thy sinn's not accidentall but a Trade Mercy to thee would proue it selfe a Bawd 'T is best that thou diest quickly Cla. Oh heare me Isabella Duk. Vouchsafe a word yong sister but one word Isa What is your Will Duk. Might you dispense with your leysure I would by and by haue some speech with you the satisfaction I would require is likewise your owne benefit Isa I haue no superfluous leysure my stay must be stolen out of other affaires but I will attend you a while Duke Son I haue ouer-heard what hath past between you your sister Angelo had neuer the purpose to corrupt her onely he hath made an assay of her vertue to practise his iudgement with the disposition of natures She hauing the truth of honour in her hath made him that gracious deniall which he is most glad to receiue I am Confessor to Angelo and I know this to be true therfore prepare your selfe to death do not satisfie your resolution with hopes that are fallible to morrow you must die goe to your knees and make ready Cla. Let me ask my sister pardon I am so out of loue with life that I will sue to be rid of it Duke Hold you there farewell Prouost a word with you Pro. What 's your will father Duk. That now you are come you wil be gone leaue me a while with the Maid my minde promises with my habit no losse shall touch her by my company Pro. In good time Exit Duk. The hand that hath made you faire hath made you good the goodnes that is cheape in beauty makes beauty briefe in goodnes but grace being the soule of your complexion shall keepe the body of it euer faire the assault that Angelo hath made to you Fortune hath conuaid to my vnderstanding and but that frailty hath examples for his falling I should wonder at Angelo how will you doe to content this Substitute and to saue your Brother Isab I am now going to resolue him I had rather my brother die by the Law then my sonne should be vnlawfullie borne But oh how much is the good Duke deceiu'd in Angelo if euer he returne and I can speake to him I will open my lips in vaine or discouer his gouernment Duke That shall not be much amisse yet as the matter now stands he will auoid your accusation he made triall of you onelie Therefore fasten your eare on my aduisings to the loue I haue in doing good a remedie presents it selfe I doe make my selfe beleeue that you may most vprighteously do a poor wronged Lady a merited benefit redeem your brother from the angry Law doe no staine to your owne gracious person and much please the absent Duke if peraduenture he shall euer returne to haue hearing of this businesse Isab Let me heare you speake farther I haue spirit to do any thing that appeares not fowle in the truth of my spirit Duke Vertue is bold and goodnes neuer fearefull Haue you not heard speake of Mariana the sister of Fredericke the great Souldier who miscarried at Sea Isa I haue heard of the Lady and good words went with her name Duke Shee should this Angelo haue married was affianced to her oath and the nuptiall appointed between which time of the contract and limit of the solemnitie her brother Fredericke was wrackt at Sea hauing in that perished vessell the dowry of his sister but marke how heauily this befell to the poore Gentlewoman there she lost a noble and renowned brother in his loue toward her euer most kinde and naturall with him the portion and sinew of her fortune her marriage dowry with both her combynate-husband this well-seeming Angelo Isab Can this be so did Angelo so leaue her Duke Left her in her teares dried not one of them with his comfort swallowed his vowes whole pretending in her discoueries of dishonor in few bestow'd her on her owne lamentation which she yet weares for his sake and he a marble to her teares is washed with them but relents not Isab What a merit were it in death to take this poore maid from the world what corruption in this life that it will let this man liue But how out of this can shee auaile Duke It is a rupture that you may easily heale and the cure of it not onely saues your brother but keepes you from dishonor in doing it Isab Shew me how good Father Duk. This fore-named Maid hath yet in her the continuance of her first affection his vniust vnkindenesse that in all reason should haue quenched her loue hath like an impediment in the Current made it more violent and vnruly Goe you to Angelo answere his requiring with a plausible obedience agree with his demands to the point onely referre your selfe to this aduantage first that your stay with him may not be long that the time may haue all shadow and silence in it and the place answere to conuenience this being granted in course and now followes all wee shall aduise this wronged maid to steed vp your appointment goe in your place if the encounter acknowledge it selfe heereafter it may compell him to her recompence and heere by this is your brother saued your honor vntainted the poore Mariana aduantaged and the corrupt Deputy scaled The Maid will I frame and make fit for his attempt if you thinke well to carry this as you may the doublenes of the benefit defends the deceit from reproofe What thinke you of it Isab The image of it giues me content already and I trust it will grow to a most prosperous perfection Duk. It lies much in your holding vp haste you speedily to Angelo if for this night he intreat you to his bed giue him promise of satisfaction I will presently to S. Lukes there at the moated-Grange recides this deiected Mariana at that place call vpon me and dispatch with Angelo that it may be quickly Isab I thank you for this comfort fare you well good father Exit Enter Elbow Clowne Officers Elb. Nay if there be no remedy for it but that you will needes buy and sell men and women like beasts we shall haue all the world drinke browne white bastard Duk. Oh heauens what stuffe is heere Clow. T was neuer merry world since of two vsuries the merriest was put downe and the worser allow'd by order of Law a fur'd gowne to keepe him warme and furd with Foxe and Lamb-skins too to signifie that craft being richer then Innocency stands for the facing Elb. Come your way sir blesse you good Father Frier Duk. And you good Brother Father what offence hath this man made you Sir Elb. Marry Sir he hath offended the Law and Sir we take him to be a Theefe too Sir for wee haue found vpon him Sir a strange Pick-lock which we haue sent to the Deputie Duke Fie sirrah a Bawd a wicked bawd The euill that thou causest to be done That is thy meanes to liue Do thou but
pray you be acquainted with this Maid She comes to doe you good Isab I doe desire the like Duk. Do you perswade your selfe that I respect you Mar. Good Frier I know you do and haue found it Duke Take then this your companion by the hand Who hath a storie readie for your eare I shall attend your leisure but make haste The vaporous night approaches Mar. Wilt please you walke aside Exit Duke Oh Place and greatnes millions of false eies Are stucke vpon thee volumes of report Run with these false and most contrarious Quest Vpon thy doings thousand escapes of wit Make thee the father of their idle dreame And racke thee in their fancies Welcome how agreed Enter Mariana and Isabella Isab Shee 'll take the enterprize vpon her father If you aduise it Duke It is not my consent But my entreaty too Isa Little haue you to say When you depart from him but soft and low Remember now my brother Mar. Feare me not Duk. Nor gentle daughter feare you not at all He is your husband on a pre-contract To bring you thus together 't is no sinne Sith that the Iustice of your title to him Doth flourish the deceit Come let vs goe Our Corne's to reape for yet our Tithes to sow Exeunt Scena Secunda Enter Prouost and Clowne Pro. Come hither sirha can you cut off a mans head Clo. If the man be a Bachelor Sir I can But is he be a married man he 's his wiues head And I can neuer cut off a womans head Pro. Come sir leaue me your snatches and yeeld mee a direct answere To morrow morning are to die Claudio and Barnardine heere is in our prison a common executioner who in his office lacks a helper if you will take it on you to assist him it shall redeeme you from your Gyues if not you shall haue your full time of imprisonment and your deliuerance with an vnpittied whipping for you haue beene a notorious bawd Clo. Sir I haue beene an vnlawfull bawd time out of minde but yet I will bee content to be a lawfull hang-man I would bee glad to receiue some instruction from my fellow partner Pro. What hoa Abhorson where 's Abhorson there Enter Abhorson Abh. Doe you call sir Pro. Sirha here 's a fellow will helpe you to morrow in your execution if you thinke it meet compound with him by the yeere and let him abide here with you if not vse him for the present and dismisse him hee cannot plead his estimation with you he hath beene a Bawd Abh. A Bawd Sir fie vpon him he will discredit our mysterie Pro. Goe too Sir you waigh equallie a feather will turne the Scale Exit Clo. Pray sir by your good fauor for surely sir a good fauor you haue but that you haue a hanging look Doe you call sir your occupation a Mysterie Abh. I Sir a Misterie Clo. Painting Sir I haue heard say is a Misterie and your Whores sir being members of my occupation vsing painting do proue my Occupation a Misterie but what Misterie there should be in hanging if I should be hang'd I cannot imagine Abh. Sir it is a Misterie Clo. Proofe Abh. Euerie true mans apparrell fits your Theefe Clo. If it be too little for your theefe your true man thinkes it bigge enough If it bee too bigge for your Theefe your Theefe thinkes it little enough So euerie true mans apparrell fits your Theefe Enter Prouost Pro. Are you agreed Clo. Sir I will serue him For I do finde your Hang-man is a more penitent Trade then your Bawd he doth oftner aske forgiuenesse Pro. You sirrah prouide your blocke and your Axe to morrow foure a clocke Abh. Come on Bawd I will instruct thee in my Trade follow Clo. I do desire to learne sir and I hope if you haue occasion to vse me for your owne turne you shall finde me y' are For truly sir for your kindnesse I owe you a good turne Exit Pro. Call hether Barnardine and Claudio Th' one has my pitie not a iot the other Being a Murtherer though he were my brother Enter Claudio Looke here 's the Warrant Claudio for thy death 'T is now dead midnight and by eight to morrow Thou must be made immortall Where 's Barnardine Cla. As fast lock'd vp in sleepe as guiltlesse labour When it lies starkely in the Trauellers bones He will not wake Pro. Who can do good on him Well go prepare your selfe But harke what noise Heauen giue your spirits comfort by and by I hope it is some pardon or repreeue For the most gentle Claudio Welcome Father Enter Duke Duke The best and wholsomst spirits of the night Inuellop you good Prouost who call'd heere of late Pro. None since the Curphew rung Duke Not Isabell Pro. No. Duke They will then er 't be long Pro. What comfort is for Claudio Duke There 's some in hope Pro. It is a bitter Deputie Duke Not so not so his life is paralel'd Euen with the stroke and line of his great Iustice He doth with holie abstinence subdue That in himselfe which he spurres on his powre To qualifie in others were he meal'd with that Which he corrects then were he tirrannous But this being so he 's iust Now are they come This is a gentle Prouost sildome when The steeled Gaoler is the friend of men How now what noise That spirit 's possest with hast That wounds th' vnsisting Posterne with these strokes Pro. There he must stay vntil the Officer Arise to let him in he is call'd vp Duke Haue you no countermand for Claudio yet But he must die to morrow Pro. None Sir none Duke As heere the dawning Prouost as it is You shall heare more ere Morning Pro. Happely You something know yet I beleeue there comes No countermand no such example haue we Besides vpon the verie siege of Iustice Lord Angelo hath to the publike eare Profest the contrarie Enter a Messenger Duke This is his Lords man Pro. And heere comes Claudio's pardon Mess My Lord hath sent you this note And by mee this further charge That you swerue not from the smallest Article of it Neither in time matter or other circumstance Good morrow for as I take it it is almost day Pro. I shall obey him Duke This is his Pardon purchas'd by such sin For which the Pardoner himselfe is in Hence hath offence his quicke celeritie When it is borne in high Authority When Vice makes Mercie Mercie 's so extended That for the faults loue is th' offender friended Now Sir what newes Pro. I told you Lord Angelo be-like thinking me remisse In mine Office awakens mee With this vnwonted putting on methinks strangely For he hath not vs'd it before Duk. Pray you let 's heare The Letter Whatsoeuer you may heare to the contrary let Claudio be executed by foure of the clocke and in the afternoone Bernardine For my better satisfaction let mee haue Claudios head sent me by fiue Let this be duely performed
liu'd long on the almes-basket of words I maruell thy M. hath not eaten thee for a word for thou art not so long by the head as honorificabilitudinitatibus Thou art easier swallowed then a flap dragon Page Peace the peale begins Brag. Mounsier are you not lettred Page Yes yes he â—eaches boyes the Horne-booke What is Abspeld backward with the horn on his head Peda. Ba puericia with a horne added Pag. Ba most seely Sheepe with a horne you heare his learning Peda. Quis quis thou Consonant Pag The last of the fiue Vowels if You repeat them or the fift if I. Peda. I will repeat them a e I. Pag. The Sheâ—pe the other two concludes it o u. Brag. Now by the salt waue of the mediteranium a sweet tutch a quicke vene we of wit snip snap quick home it reioyceth my intellect true wit Page Offered by a childe to an olde man which is wit-old Peda. What is the figure What is the figure Page Hornes Peda. Thou disputes like an Infant goe whip thy Gigge Pag. Lend me your Horne to make one and I will whip about your Infamie vnum cita a gigge of a Cuckolds horne Clow. And I had but one penny in the world thou shouldst haue it to buy Ginger bread Hold there is the very Remuneration I had of thy Maister thou halfpenny purse of wit thou Pidgeon-egge of discretion O the heauens were so pleased that thou wert but my Bastard What a ioyfull father wouldst thou make mee Goe to thou hast it ad dungil at the fingers ends as they say Peda. Oh I smell false Latine dunghel for vnguem Brag. Arts-man preambulat we will bee singled from the barbarous Do you not educate youth at the Charg-house on the top of the Mountaine Peda. Or Mons the hill Brag. At your sweet pleasure for the Mountaine Peda. I doe sans question Bra. Sir it is the Kings most sweet pleasure and affection to congratulate the Princesse at her Pauilion in the posteriors of this day which the rude multitude call the after-noone Ped. The posterior of the day most generous sir is liable congruent and measurable for the after-noone the word is well culd chose sweet and apt I doe assure you sir I doe assure Brag. Sir the King is a noble Gentleman and my familiar I doe assure ye very good friend for what is inward betweene vs let it passe I doe beseech thee remember thy curtesie I beseech thee apparell thy head and among other importunate most serious designes and of great import indeed too but let that passe for I must tell thee it will please his Grace by the world sometime to leane vpon my poore shoulder and with his royall finger thus dallie with my excrement with my mustachio but sweet heart let that passe By the world I recount no fable some certaine speciall honours it pleaseth his greatnesse to impart to Armado a Souldier a man of trauell that hath seene the world but let that passe the very all of all is but sweet heart I do implore secrecie that the King would haue mee present the Princesse sweet chucke with some delightfull ostentation or show or pageant or anticke or fire-worke Now vnderstanding that the Curate and your sweet self are good at such eruptions and sodaine breaking out of myrth â— iâ— were I haue acquainted you withall to the end to craue your assistance Peda. Sir you shall present before her the Nine Worthies Sir Holofernes as concerning some entertainment of time some show in the posterior of this day to bee rendred by our assistants the Kings command and this most gallant illustrate and learned Gentleman before the Princesse I say none so sit as to present the Nine Worthies Curat Where will you finde men worthy enough to present them Peda. Iosua your selfe my selfe and this gallant gentleman Iudas Machabeus this Swaine because of his great limme or â—oynt shall passe Pompey the great the Page Hercules Brag. Pardon sir error He is not quantitie enough for that Worthies thumb hee is not so big as the end of his Club. Peda. Shall I haue audience he shall present Hercules in minoritie his enter and exit shall bee strangling a Snake and I will haue an Apologie for that purpose Pag. An excellent deuice so if any of the audience hisse you may cry Well done Hercules now thou crushest the Snake that is the way to make an offence gracious though few haue the grace to doe it Brag. For the rest of the Worthies Peda. I will play three my selfe Pag. Thrice worthy Gentleman Brag. Shall I tell you a thing Peda. We attend Brag. We will haue if this fadge not an Antique I beseech you follow Ped. Via good-man Dull thou hast spoken no word all this while Dull Nor vnderstood none neither sir Ped. Alone we will employ thee Dull I le make one in a dance or so or I will play on the taber to the Worthies let them dance the hey Ped. Most Dull honest Dull to our sport away Exit Enter Ladies Qu. Sweet hearts we shall be rich ere we depart If fairings come thus plentifully in A Lady wal'd about with Diamonds Look you what I haue from the louing King Rosa Madam came nothing else along with that Qu. Nothing but this yes as much loue in Rime As would be cram'd vp in a sheet of paper Writ on both sides the lease margent and all That he was faine to seale on Cupids name Rosa That was the way to make his god-head wax For he hath beene fiue thousand yeeres a Boy Kath. I and a shrewd vnhappy gallowes too Ros You 'll nere be friends with him a kild your sister Kath. He made her melancholy sad and heauy and so she died had she beene Light like you of such a merrie nimble stirring spirit she might a bin a Grandam ere she died And so may you For a light heart liues long Ros What 's your darke meaning mouse of this light word Kat. A light condition in a beauty darke Ros We need more light to finde your meaning out Kat. You 'll marre the light by taking it in snuffe Therefore I le darkely end the argument Ros Look what you doe you doe it stil i' th darke Kat. So do not you for you are a light Wench Ros Indeed I waigh not you and therefore light Ka. You waigh me not O that 's you care not for me Ros Great reason for past care is still past cure Qu. Well bandied both a set of Wit well played But Rosaline you haue a Fauour too Who sent it and what is it Ros. I would you knew And if my face were but as faire as yours My Fauour were as great be witnesse this Nay I haue Verses too I thanke Berowne The numbers true and were the numbring too I were the fairest goddesse on the ground I am compar'd to twenty thousand fairs O he hath drawne my picture in his letter Qu. Any
make mone His eyes were greene as Leekes O sisters three come come to mee With hands as pale as Milke Lay them in gore since you haue shore With sheeres his thred of silke Tongue not a word Come trusty sword Come blade my brest imbrue And farwell friends thus Thisbie ends Adieu adieu adieu Duk. Moon-shine Lion are left to burie the dead Deme. I and Wall too Bot. No I assure you the wall is downe that parted their Fathers Will it please you to see the Epilogue or to heare a Bergomask dance betweene two of our company Duk. No Epilogue I pray you for your play needs no excuse Neuer excuse for when the plaiers are all dead there need none to be blamed Marry if hee that writ it had plaid Piramus and hung himselfe in Thisbies garter it would haue beene a fine Tragedy and so it is truely and very notably discharg'd But come your Burgomaske let your Epilogue alone The iron tongue of midnight hath told twelue Louers to bed 't is almost Fairy time I feare we shall out-sleepe the comming morne As much as we this night haue ouer-watcht This palpable grosse play hath well beguil'd The heauy gate of night Sweet friends to bed A fortnight hold we this solemnity In nightly Reuels and new iollitie Exeunt Enter Pucke Puck Now the hungry Lyons rores And the Wolfe beholds the Moone Whilest the heauy ploughman snores All with weary taske fore-done Now the wasted brands doe glow Whil'st the scritch-owle scritching loud Puts the wretch that lies in woe In remembrance of a shrowd Now it is the time of night That the graues all gaping wide Euery one lets forth his spright In the Church-way paths to glide And we Fairies that do runne By the triple Hecates teame From the presence of the Sunne Following darkenesse like a dreame Now are frollicke not a Mouse Shall disturbe this hallowed house I am sent with broome before To sweep the dust behinde the doore Enter King and Queene of Fairies with their traine Ob. Through the house giue glimmering light By the dead and drowsie fier Euerie Elfe and Fairie spright Hop as light as bird from brier And this Ditty after me sing and dance it trippinglie Tita. First rehearse this song by roate To each word a warbling note Hand in hand with Fairie grace Will we sing and blesse this place The Song Now vntill the breake of day Through this house each Fairy stray To the best Bride-bed will we Which by vs shall blessed be And the issue there create Euer shall be fortunate So shall all the couples three Euer true in louing be And the blots of Natures hand Shall not in their issue stand Neuer mole harelip nor scarre Nor marke prodigious such as are Despised in Natiuitie Shall vpon their children be With this field dew consecrate Euery Fairy take his gate And each seuerall chamber blesse Through this Pallace with sweet peace Euer shall in safety rest And the owner of it blest Trip away make no stay Meet me all by breake of day Robin If we shadowes haue offended Thinke but this and all is mended That you haue but slumbred heere While these visions did appeare And this weake and idle theame No more yeelding but a dreame Centles doe not reprehend If you pardon we will mend And as I am an honest Pucke If we haue vnearned lucke Now to scape the Serpents tongue We will make amends ere long Else the Pucke a lyar call So good night vnto you all Giue me your hands if we be friends And Robin shall restore amends FINIS The Merchant of Venice Actus primus Enter Anthonio Salarino and Salanio Anthonio IN sooth I know not why I am so sad It wearies me you say it wearies you But how I caught it found it or came by it What stuffe 't is made of whereof it is borne I am to learne and such a Want-wit sadnesse makes of mee That I haue much ado to know my selfe Sal. Your minde is tossing on the Ocean There where your Argosies with portly saile Like Signiors and rich Burgers on the flood Or as it were the Pageants of the sea Do ouer-peere the pettie Traffiquers That curtsie to them do them reuerence As they flye by them with their wouen wings Salar Beleeue me sir had I such venture forth The better part of my affections would Be with my hopes abroad I should be still Plucking the grasse to know where sits the winde Peering in Maps for ports and peers and rodes And euery obiect that might make me feare Misfortune to my ventures out of doubt Would make me sad Sal. My winde cooling my broth Would blow me to an Ague when I thought What harme a winde too great might doe at sea I should not see the sandie houre-glasse runne But I should thinke of shallows and of flats And see my wealthy Andrew docks in sand Vailing her high top lower then her ribs To kisse her buriall should I goe to Church And see the holy edifice of stone And not bethinke me straight of dangerous rocks Which touching but my gentle Vessels side Would scatter all her spices on the streame Enrobe the roring waters with my silkes And in a word but euen now worth this And now worth nothing Shall I haue the thought To thinke on this and shall I lacke the thought That such a thing bechaunc'd would make me sad But tell not me I know Anthonio Is sad to thinke vpon his merchandize Anth. Beleeue me no I thanke my fortune for it My ventures are not in one bottome trufted Nor to one place nor is my whole estate Vpon the fortune of this present yeere Therefore my merchandize makes me not sad Sola Why then you are in loue Anth. Fie fie Sola Not in loue neither then let vs say you are sad Because you are not merry and 't were as easie For you to laugh and leape and say you are merry Because you are not sad Now by two-headed Ianus Nature hath fram'd strange fellowes in her time Some that will euermore peepe through their eyes And laugh like Parrats at a bag-piper And other of such vineger aspect That they 'll not shew their teeth in way of smile Though Nestor sweare the iest be laughable Enter Bassanio Lorenso and Gratiano Sola Heere comes Bassanio Your most noble Kinsman Gratiano and Lorenso Faryewell We leaue you now with better company Sala I would haue staid till I had made you merry If worthier friends had not preuented me Ant. Your worth is very deere in my regard I take it your owne busines calls on you And you embrace th' occasion to depart Sal. Good morrow my good Lords Bass Good signiors both when shall we laugh say when You grow exceeding strange must it be so Sal. Wee 'll make our leysures to attend on yours Exeunt Salarino and Solanio Lor. My Lord Bassanio since you haue found Anthonio We two will leaue you but at dinner time I pray you
Father Gob. God blesse your worship Bass Gramercie would'st thou ought with me Gob. Here 's my sonne sir a poore boy Lan. Not a poore boy sir but the rich Iewes man that would sir as my Father shall specifie Gob. He hath a great infection sir as one would say to serue Lan. Indeede the short and the long is I serue the Iew and haue a desire as my Father shall specifie Gob. His Maister and he sauing your worships reuerence are scarce caterconns Lan. To be briefe the verie truth is that the Iew hauing done me wrong doth cause me as my Father being I hope an old man shall frutifie vnto you Gob. I haue here a dish of Doues that I would bestow vpon your worship and my suite is Lan. In verie briefe the suite is impertinent to my selfe as your worship shall know by this honest old man and though I say it though old man yet poore man my Father Bass One speake for both what would you Lan. Serue you sir Gob. That is the verie defect of the matter sir Bass I know thee well thou hast obtain'd thy suite Shylocke thy Maister spoke with me this daie And hath prefer'd thee if it be preferment To leaue a rich Iewes seruice to become The follower of so poore a Gentleman Clo. The old prouerbe is verie well parted betweene my Maister Shylocke and you sir you haue the grace of God sir and he hath enough Bass Thou speak'st it well go Father with thy Son Take leaue of thy old Maister and enquire My lodging out giue him a Liuerie More garded then his fellowes see it done Clo. Father in I cannot get a seruice no I haue nere a tongue in my head well if anie man in Italie haue a fairer table which doth offer to sweare vpon a booke I shall haue good fortune goe too here 's a simple line of life here 's a small trifle of wiues alas fifteene wiues is nothing a leuen widdowes and nine maides is a simple comming in for one man and then to scape drowning thrice and to be in perill of my life with the edge of a featherbed here are simple scapes well if Fortune be a woman she 's a good wench for this gere Father come I le take my leaue of the Iew in the twinkling Exit Clowne Bass I praie thee good Leonardo thinke on this These things being bought and orderly bestowed Returne in haste for I doe feast to night My best esteemd acquaintance hie thee goe Leon. My best endeuors shall be done herein Exit Le. Enter Gratiano Gra. Where 's your Maister Leon. Yonder sir he walkes Gra. Signior Bassanio Bas Gratiano Gra. I haue a sute to you Bass You haue obtain'd it Gra. You must not denie me I must goe with you to Belmont Bass Why then you must but heare thee Gratiano Thou art to wilde to rude and bold of voyce Parts that become thee happily enough And in such eyes as ours appeare not faults But where they are not knowne why there they show Something too liberall pray thee take paine To allay with some cold drops of modestie Thy skipping spirit least through thy wilde behauiour I be misconsterd in the place I goe to And loose my hopes Gra. Signor Bassanio heare me If I doe not put on a sober habite Talke with respect and sweare but now and than Weare prayer bookes in my pocket looke demurely Nay more while grace is saying hood mine eyes Thus with my hat and sigh and say Amen Vse all the obseruance of ciuillitie Like one well studied in a sad ostent To please his Grandam neuer trust me more Bas Well we shall see your bearing Gra. Nay but I barre to night you shall not gage me By what we doe to night Bas No that were pittie I would intreate you rather to put on Your boldest suite of mirth for we haue friends That purpose merriment but far you well I haue some businesse Gra. And I must to Lorenso and the rest But we will visite you at supper time Exeunt Enter Iessica and the Clowne Ies I am sorry thou wilt leaue my Father so Our house is hell and thou a merrie diuell Did'st rob it of some taste of tediousnesse But far thee well there is a ducat for thee And Lancelet soone at supper shalt thou see Lorenzo who is thy new Maisters guest Giue him this Letter doe it secretly And so farwell I would not haue my Father See me talke with thee Clo. Adue teares exhibit my tongue most beautifull Pagan most sweete Iew if a Christian doe not play the knaue and get thee I am much deceiued but adue these foolish drops doe somewhat drowne my manly spirit adue Exit Ies Farewell good Lancelet Alacke what hainous sinne is it in me To be ashamed to be my Fathers childe But though I am a daughter to his blood I am not to his manners O Lorenzo If thou keepe promise I shall end this strife Become a Christian and thy louing wife Exit Enter Gratiano Lorenzo Slarino and Salanio Lor. Nay we will slinke away in supper time Disguise vs at my lodging and returne all in an houre Gra. We haue not made good preparation Sal. We haue not spoke vs yet of Torch-bearers Sol. 'T is vile vnlesse it may be quaintly ordered And better in my minde not vndertooke Lor. 'T is now but foure of clock we haue two houres To furnish vs friend Lancelet what 's the newes Enter Lancelet with a Letter Lan. And it shall please you to breake vp this shall it seeme to signifie Lor. I know the hand in faith 't is a faire hand And whiter then the paper it writ on I the faire hand that writ Gra. Loue newes in faith Lan. By your leaue sir Lor. Whither goest thou Lan. Marry sir to bid my old Master the Iew to sup to night with my new Master the Christian Lor. Hold here take this tell gentle Iessica I will not faile her speake it priuately Go Gentlemen will you prepare you for this Maske to night I am prouided of a Torch-bearer Exit Clowne Sal. I marry I le be gone about it strait Sol. And so will I. Lor. Meete me and Gratiano at Gratianos lodging Some houre hence Sal. 'T is good we do so Exit Gra. Was not that Letter from faire Iessica Lor. I must needes tell thee all she hath directed How I shall take her from her Fathers house What gold and iewels she is furnisht with What Pages suite she hath in readinesse If ere the Iew her Father come to heauen It will be for his gentle daughters sake And neuer dare misfortune crosse her foote Vnlesse she doe it vnder this excuse That she is issue to a faithlesse Iew Come goe with me pervse this as thou goest Faire Iessica shall be my Torch-bearer Exit Enter Iew and his man that was the Clowne Iew. Well thou shall see thy eyes shall be thy iudge The difference of old Shylocke and Bassanio What Iessica
it be so the first intergatory That my Nerrissa shall be sworne on is Whether till the next night she had rather stay Or goe to bed now being two houres to day But were the day come I should wish it darke Till I were couching with the Doctors Clarke Well while I liue I le feare no other thing So sore as keeping safe Nerrissas ring Exeunt FINIS As you Like it Actus primus Scoena Prima Enter Orlando and Adam Orlando AS I remember Adam it was vpon this fashion bequeathed me by will but poore a thousand Crownes and as thou saift charged my brother on his blessing to breed mee well and there begins my sadnesse My brother Iaques he keepes at schoole and report speakes goldenly of his profit for my part he keepes me rustically at home or to speak more properly staies me heere at home vnkept for call you that keeping for a gentleman of my birth that differs not from the stalling of an Oxe his horses are bred better for besides that they are faire with their feeding they are taught their mannage and to that end Riders deerely hir'd but I his brother gaine nothing vnder him but growth for the which his Animals on his dunghils are as much bound to him as I besides this nothing that he so plentifully giues me the something that nature gaue mee his countenance seemes to take from me hee lets mee feede with his Hindes barres mee the place of a brother and as much as in him lies mines my gentility with my education This is it Adam that grieues me and the spirit of my Father which I thinke is within mee begins to mutinie against this seruitude I will no longer endure it though yet I know no wise remedy how to auoid it Enter Oliuer Adam Yonder comes my Master your brother Orlan Goe a-part Adam and thou shalt heare how he will shake me vp Oli. Now Sir what make you heere Orl. Nothing I am not taught to make any thing Oli. What mar you then sir Orl. Marry sir I am helping you to mar that which God made a poore vnworthy brother of yours with idlenesse Oliuer Marry sir be better employed and be naught a while Orlan Shall I keepe your hogs and eat huskes with them what prodigall portion haue I spent that I should come to such penury Oli. Know you where you are sir Orl. O sir very well heere in your Orchard Oli. Know you before whom sir Orl. I better then him I am before knowes mee I know you are my eldest brother and in the gentle condition of bloud you should so know me the courtesie of nations allowes you my better in that you are the first borne but the same tradition takes not away my bloud were there twenty brothers betwixt vs I haue as much of my father in mee as you albeit I confesse your comming before me is neerer to his reuerence Oli. What Boy Orl. Come come elder brother you are too yong in this Oli. Wilt thou lay hands on me villaine Orl. I am no villaine I am the yongest sonne of Sir Rowland de Boys he was my father and he is thrice a villaine that saies such a father begot villaines wert thou not my brother I would not take this hand from thy throat till this other had puld out thy tongue for saying so thou hast raild on thy selfe Adam Sweet Masters bee patient for your Fathers remembrance be at accord Oli. Let me goe I say Orl. I will not till I please you shall heare mee my father charg'd you in his will to giue me good education you haue train'd me like a pezant obscuring and hiding from me all gentleman-like qualities the spirit of my father growes strong in mee and I will no longer endure it therefore allow me such exercises as may become a gentleman or giue mee the poore allottery my father left me by testament with that I will goe buy my fortunes Oli. And what wilt thou do beg when that is spent Well sir get you in I will not long be troubled with you you shall haue some part of your will I pray you leaue me Orl. I will no further offend you then becomes mee for my good Oli. Get you with him you olde dogge Adam Is old dogge my reward most true I haue lost my teeth in your seruice God be with my olde master he would not haue spoke such a word Ex. Orl. Ad. Oli. Is it euen so begin you to grow vpon me I will physicke your ranckenesse and yet giue no thousand crownes neyther holla Dennis Enter Dennis Den. Calls your worship Oli. Was not Charles the Dukes Wrastler heere to speake with me Den. So please you he is heere at the doore and importunes accesse to you Oli. Call him in 't will be a good way and to morrow the wrastling is Enter Charles Cha. Good morrow to your worship Oli. Good Mounsier Charles what 's the new newes at the new Court Charles There 's no newes at the Court Sir but the olde newes that is the old Duke is banished by his yonger brother the new Duke and three or foure louing Lords haue put themselues into voluntary exile with him whose lands and reuenues enrich the new Duke therefore he giues them good leaue to wander Oli. Can you tell if Rosalind the Dukes daughter bee banished with her Father Cha. O no for the Dukes daughter her Cosen so loues her being euer from their Cradles bred together that hee would haue followed her exile or haue died to stay behind her she is at the Court and no lesse beloued of her Vncle then his owne daughter and neuer two Ladies loued as they doe Oli. Where will the old Duke liue Cha. They say hee is already in the Forrest of Arden and a many merry men with him and there they liue like the old Robin Hood of England they say many yong Gentlemen flocke to him euery day and fleet the time carelesly as they did in the golden world Oli. What you wrastle to morrow before the new Duke Cha. Marry doe I sir and I came to acquaint you with a matter I am giuen sir secretly to vnderstand that your yonger brother Orlando hath a disposition to come in disguis'd against mee to try a fall to morrow sir I wrastle for my credit and hee that escapes me without some broken limbe shall acquit him well your brother is but young and tender and for your loue I would bee loth to foyle him as I must for my owne honour if hee come in therefore out of my loue to you I came hither to acquaint you withall that either you might stay him from his intendment or brooke such disgrace well as he shall runne into in that it is a thing of his owne search and altogether against my will Oli. Charles I thanke thee for thy loue to me which thou shalt finde I will most kindly require I had my selfe notice of my Brothers purpose heerein and haue
liues for me And I do hope good dayes and long to see Gre. Oh sir such a life with such a wife were strange But if you haue a stomacke too 't a Gods name You shal haue me assisting you in all But will you woo this Wilde-cat Petr. Will I liue Gru. Wil he woo her I or I le hang her Petr. Why came I hither but to that intent Thinke you a little dinne can daunt mine eares Haue I not in my time heard Lions rore Haue I not heard the sea puft vp with windes Rage like an angry Boare chafed with sweat Haue I not heard great Ordnance in the field And heauens Artillerie thunder in the skies Haue I not in a pitched battell heard Loud larums neighing steeds trumpets clangue And do you tell me of a womans tongue That giues not halfe so great a blow to heare As wil a Chesse-nut in a Farmers fire Tush tush feare boyes with bugs Gru. For he feares none Grem Hortensio hearke This Gentleman is happily arriu'd My minde presumes for his owne good and yours Hor. I promist we would be Contributors And beare his charge of wooing whatsoere Gremio And so we wil prouided that he win her Gru. I would I were as sure of a good dinner Enter Tranio braue and Biondello Tra. Gentlemen God saue you If I may be bold Tell me I beseech you which is the readiest way To the house of Signior Baptista Minola Bion. He that ha's the two faire daughters i st he you meane Tra. Euen he Biondello Gre. Hearke you sir you meane not her to Tra. Perhaps him and her sir what haue you to do Petr. Not her that chides sir at any hand I pray Tranio I loue no chiders sir Biondello let 's away Luc Well begun Tranio Hor. Sir a word ere you go Are you a sutor to the Maid you talke of yea or no Tra. And if I be sir is it any offence Gremio No if without more words you will get you hence Tra. Why sir I pray are not the streers as free For me as for you Gre. But so is not she Tra. For what reason I beseech you Gre. For this reason if you 'l kno That she 's the choise loue of Signior Gremio Hor. That she 's the chosen of signior Hortensio Tra. Softly my Masters If you be Gentlemen Do me this right heare me with patience Baptista is a noble Gentleman To whom my Father is not all vnknowne And were his daughter fairer then she is She may more sutors haue and me for one Faire Laedaes daughter had a thousand wooers Then well one more may faire Bianca haue And so she shall Lucentio shal make one Though Paris came in hope to speed alone Gre. What this Gentleman will out-talke vs all Luc. Sir giue him head I know hee 'l proue a Iade Petr. Hortensio to what end are all these words Hor. Sir let me be so bold as aske you Did you yet euer see Baptistas daughter Tra. No sir but heare I do that he hath two The one as famous for a scolding tongue As is the other for beauteous modestie Petr. Sir sir the first 's for me let her go by Gre. Yea leaue that labour to great Hercules And let it be more then Alcides twelue Petr. Sir vnderstand you this of me insooth The yongest daughter whom you hearken for Her father keepes from all accesse of sutors And will not promise her to any man Vntill the elder sister first be wed The yonger then is free and nor before Tranio If it be so sir that you are the man Must steed vs all and me amongst the rest And if you breake the ice and do this seeke Atchieue the elder set the yonger free For our accesse whose hap shall be to haue her Wil not so gracelesse be to be ingrate Hor. Sir you say wel and wel you do conceiue And since you do professe to be a sutor You must as we do gratifie this Gentleman To whom we all rest generally beholding Tranio Sir I shal not be slacke in signe whereof Please ye we may contriue this afternoone And quaffe carowses to our Mistresse health And do as aduersaries do in law Striue mightily but eate and drinke as friends Gru. Bion. Oh excellent motion fellowes let 's be gon Hor. The motions good indeed and be it so Petruchio I shal be your Been venuto Exeunt Enter Katherina and Bianca Bian. Good sister wrong me not nor wrong your self To make a bondmaide and a slaue of mee That I disdaine but for these other goods Vnbinde my hands I le pull them off my selfe Yea all my raiment to my petticoate Or what you will command me wil I do So well I know my dutie to my elders Kate. Of all thy sutors heere I charge tel Whom thou lou'st best see thou dissemble not Bianca Beleeue me sister of all the men aliue I neuer yet beheld that speciall face Which I could fancie more then any other Kate. Minion thou lyest Is' t not Hortensio Bian. If you affect him sister heere I sweare I le pleade for you my selfe but you shal haue him Kate. Oh then belike you fancie riches more You wil haue Gremio to keepe you faire Bian. Is it for him you do enuie me so Nay then you iest and now I wel perceiue You haue but iested with me all this while I prethee sister Kate vntie my hands Ka. If that be iest then all the rest was so Strikes her Enter Baptista Bap. Why how now Dame whence growes this insolence Bianca stand aside poore gyrle she weepes Go ply thy Needle meddle not with her For shame thou Hilding of a diuellish spirit Why dost thou wrong her that did nere wrong thee When did she crosse thee with a bitter word Kate. Her silence flouts me and I le be reueng'd Flies after Bianca Bap. What in my sight Bianca get thee in Exit Kate. What will you not suffer me Nay now I see She is your treasure she must haue a husband I must dance bare-foot on her wedding day And for your loue to her leade Apes in hell Talke not to me I will go sit and weepe Till I can finde occasion of reuenge Bap. Was euer Gentleman thus greeu'd as I But who comes heere Enter Gremio Lucentio in the habit of a meane man Petruchio with Tranio with his boy bearing a Lute and Bookes Gre. Good morrow neighbour Baptista Bap. Good morrow neighbour Gremio God saue you Gentlemen Pet. And you good sir pray haue you not a daughter cal'd Katerina faire and vertuous Bap. I haue a daughter sir cal'd Katerina Gre. You are too blunt go to it orderly Pet. You wrong me signior Gremio giue me leaue I am a Gentleman of Verona sir That hearing of her beautie and her wit Her affability and bashfull modestie Her wondrous qualities and milde behauiour Am bold to shew my selfe a forward guest Within your house to make mine eye the witnesse Of that report which I so
oft haue heard And for an entrance to my entertainment I do present you with a man of mine Cunning in Musicke and the Mathematickes To instruct her fully in those sciences Whereof I know she is not ignorant Accept of him or else you do me wrong His name is Litio borne in Mantua Bap. Y' are welcome sir and he for your good sake But for my daughter Katerine this I know She is not for your turne the more my greefe Pet. I see you do not meane to part with her Or else you like not of my companie Bap. Mistake me not I speake but as I finde Whence are you sir What may I call your name Pet. Petruchio is my name Antonio's sonne A man well knowne throughout all Italy Bap. I know him well you are welcome for his sake Gre. Sauing your tale Petruchio I pray let vs that are poore petitioners speake too Bacare you are meruaylous forward Pet. Oh Pardon me signior Gremio I would faine be doing Gre. I doubt it not sir But you will curse Your wooing neighbors this is a guift Very gratefull I am sure of it to expresse The like kindnesse my selfe that haue beene More kindely beholding to you then any Freely giue vnto this yong Scholler that hath Beene long studying at Rhemes as cunning In Greeke Latine and other Languages As the other in Musicke and Mathematickes His name is Cambio pray accept his seruice Bap. A thousand thankes signior Gremio Welcome good Cambio But gentle sir Me thinkes you walke like a stranger May I be so bold to know the cause of your comming Tra. Pardon me sir the boldnesse is mine owne That being a stranger in this Cittie heere Do make my selfe a sutor to your daughter Vnto Bianca faire and vertuous Nor is your firme resolue vnknowne to me In the preferment of the eldest sister This liberty is all that I request That vpon knowledge of my Parentage I may haue welcome ' mongst the rest that woo And free accesse and fauour as the rest And toward the education of your daughters I heere bestow a simple instrument And this small packet of Greeke and Latine bookes If you accept them then their worth is great Bap. Lucentio is your name of whence I pray Tra. Of Pisa sir sonne to Vincentio Bap. A mightie man of Pisa by report I know him well you are verie welcome sir Take you the Lute and you the set of bookes You shall go see your Pupils presently Holla within Enter a Seruant Sirrah leade these Gentlemen To my daughters and tell them both These are their Tutors bid them vse them well We will go walke a little in the Orchard And then to dinner you are passing welcome And so I pray you all to thinke your selues Pet. Signior Baptista my businesse asketh haste And euerie day I cannot come to woo You knew my father well and in him me Left solie heire to all his Lands and goods Which I haue bettered rather then decreast Then tell me if I get your daughters loue What dowrie shall I haue with her to wife Bap. After my death the one halfe of my Lands And in possession twentie thousand Crownes Pet And for that dowrie I le assure her of Her widdow-hood be it that she suruiue me In all my Lands and Leases whatsoeuer Let specialties be therefore drawne betweene vs That couenants may be kept on either hand Bap. I when the speciall thing is well obtain'd That is her loue for that is all in all Pet. Why that is nothing for I tell you father I am as peremptorie as she proud minded And where two raging fires meete together They do consume the thing that feedes their furie Though little fire growes great with little winde yet extreme gusts will blow out fire and all So I to her and so she yeelds to me For I am rough and woo not like a babe Bap. Well maist thou woo and happy be thy speed But be thou arm'd for some vnhappie words Pet. I to the proofe as Mountaines are for windes That shakes not though they blow perpetually Enter Hortensio with his head broke Bap. How now my friend why dost thou looke so pale Hor. For feare I promise you if I looke pale Bap. What will my daughter proue a good Musitian Hor. I thinke she 'l sooner proue a souldier Iron may hold with her but neuer Lutes Bap. Why then thou canst not break her to the Lute Hor. Why no for she hath broke the Lute to me I did but tell her she mistooke her frets And bow'd her hand to teach her fingering When with a most impatient diuellish spirit Frets call you these quoth she I le fume with them And with that word she stroke me on the head And through the instrument my pate made way And there I stood amazed for a while As on a Pillorie looking through the Lute While she did call me Rascall Fidler And twangling lacke with twentie such vilde tearmes As had she studied to misvse me so Pet. Now by the world it is a lustie Wench I loue her ten times more then ere I did Oh how I long to haue some chat with her Bap. Wel go with me and be not so discomfited Proceed in practise with my yonger daughter She 's apt to learne and thankefull for good turnes Signior Petruchio will you go with vs Or shall I send my daughter Kate to you Exit Manet Petruchio Pet. I pray you do I le attend her heere And woo her with some spirit when she comes Say that she raile why then I le tell her plaine She sings as sweetly as a Nightinghale Say that she frowne I le say she lookes as cleere As morning Roses newly washt with dew Say she be mute and will not speake a word Then I le commend her volubility And say she vtcereth piercing eloquence If she do bid me packe I le giue her thankes As though she bid me stay by her a weeke If she denie to wed I le craue the day When I shall aske the banes and when be married But heere she comes and now Petruchio speake Enter Katerina Good morrow Kate for that 's your name I heare Kate. Well haue you heard but something hard of hearing They call me Katerine that do talke of me Pet. You lye infaith for you are call'd plaine Kate And bony Kate and sometimes Kate the curst But Kate the prettiest Kate in Christendome Kate of Kate-hall my super-daintie Kate For dainties are all Kates and therefore Kate Take this of me Kate of my consolation Hearing thy mildnesse prais'd in euery Towne Thy vertues spoke of and thy beautie sounded Yet not so deepely as to thee belongs My selfe am moou'd to woo thee for my wife Kate. Mou'd in good time let him that mou'd you hether Remoue you hence I knew you at the first You were a mouable Pet. Why what 's a mouable Kat. A ioyn'd stoole Pet. Thou hast hit it come sit on me Kate. Asses are made to
from schoole Tra. And is the Bride Bridegroom coming home Gre. A bridegroome say you 't is a groome indeed A grumlling groome and that the girle shall finde Tra. Curster then she why 't is impossible Gre. Why hee 's a deuill a deuill a very fiend Tra. Why she 's a deuill a deuill the deuils damme Gre. Tut she 's a Lambe a Doue a foole to him I le tell you sir Lucentio when the Priest Should aske if Katherine should be his wife I by goggs woones quoth he and swore so loud That all amaz'd the Priest let fall the booke And as he stoop'd againe to take it vp This mad-brain'd bridegroome tooke him such a cuffe That downe sell Priest and booke and booke and Priest Now take them vp quoth he if any list Tra. What said the wench when he rose againe Gre. Trembled and shooke for why he stamp'd and swore as if the Vicar meant to cozen him but after many ceremonies done hee calls for wine a health quoth he as if he had beene aboord carowsing to his Mates after a storme quaft off the Muscadell and threw the sops all in the Sextons face hauing no other reason but that his beard grew thinne and hungerly and seem'd to aske him sops as hee was drinking This done hee tooke the Bride about the necke and kist her lips with such a clamorous smacke that at the parting all the Church did eccho and I seeing this came thence for very shame and after mee I know the rout is comming such a mad marryage neuer was before harke harke I heare the minstrels play Musicke playes Enter Petruchio Kate Bianca Hortensio Baptista Petr. Gentlemen friends I thank you for your pains I know you thinke to dine with me to day And haue prepar'd great store of wedding cheere But so it is my haste doth call me hence And therefore heere I meane to take my leaue Bap. Is' t possible you will away to night Pet. I must away to day before night come Make it no wonder if you knew my businesse You would intreat me rather goe then stay And honest company I thanke you all That haue beheld me giue away my selfe To this most patient sweet and vertuous wife Dine with my father drinke a health to me For I must hence and farewell to you all Tra. Let vs intreat you stay till after dinner Pet. It may not be Gra. Let me intreat you Pet. It cannot be Kat. Let me intreat you Pet. I am content Kat. Are you content to stay Pet. I am content you shall entreat me stay But yet not stay entreat me how you can Kat. Now if you loue me stay Pet. Grumio my horse Gru. I sir they be ready the Oates haue eaten the horses Kate. Nay then Doe what thou canst I will not goe to day No nor to morrow not till I please my selfe The dore is open sir there lies your way You may be iogging whiles your bootes are greene For me I le not be gone till I please my selfe 'T is like you 'll proue a iolly surly groome That take it on you at the first so roundly Pet. O Kate content thee prethee be not angry Kat. I will be angry what hast thou to doe Father be quiet he shall stay my leisure Gre. I marry sir now it begins to worke Kat. Gentlemen forward to the bridall dinner I see a woman may be made a foole If she had not a spirit to resist Pet. They shall goe forward Kate at thy command Obey the Bride you that attend on her Goe to the feast reuell and domineere Carowse full measure to her maiden-head Be madde and merry or goe hang your selues But for my bonny Kate she must with me Nay looke not big nor stampe nor stare nor fret I will be master of what is mine owne Shee is my goods my chattels she is my house My houshold-stuffe my field my barne My horse my oxe my asse my any thing And heere she stands touch her who euer dare I le bring mine action on the proudest he That stops my way in Padua Grumio Draw forth thy weapon we are beset with theeues Rescue thy Mistresse if thou be a man Feare not sweet wench they shall not touch thee Kate I le buckler thee against a Million Exeunt P. Ka. Bap. Nay let them goe a couple of quiet ones Gre. Went they not quickly I should die with laughing Tra. Of all mad matches neuer was the like Luc. Mistresse what is your opinion of your sister Bian. That being mad her selfe she 's madly mated Gre. I warrant him Petruchio is Kated Bap. Neighbours and friends though Bride Bridegroom wants For to supply the places at the table You know there wants no iunkets at the feast Lucentio you shall supply the Bridegroomes place And let Bianca take her sisters roome Tra. Shall sweet Bianca practise how to bride it Bap. She shall Lucentio come gentlemen le ts goe Enter Grumio Exeunt Gru. Fie fie on all tired Iades on all mad Masters all foule waies was euer man so beaten was euer man so raide was euer man so weary I am sent before to make a fire and they are comming after to warme them now were not I a little pot soone hot my very lippes might freeze to my teeth my tongue to the roofe of my mouth my heart in my belly ere I should come by a fire to thaw me but I with blowing the fire shall warme my selfe for considering the weather a taller man then I will take cold Holla hoa Curtis Enter Curtis Curt. Who is that calls so coldly Gru. A piece of Ice if thou doubt it thou maist slide from my shoulder to my heele with no greater a run but my head and my necke A fire good Curtis Cur. Is my master and his wife comming Grumio Gru. Oh I Curtis I and therefore fire fire cast on no water Cur. Is she so hot a shrew as she 's reported Gru. She was good Curtis before this frost but thou know'st winter tames man woman and beast for it hath tam'd my old master and my new mistris and my selfe fellow Curtis Gru. Away you three inch foole I am no beast Gru. Am I but three inches Why thy horne is a foot and so long am I at the least But wilt thou make a fire or shall I complaine on thee to our mistris whose hand she being now at hand thou shalt soone feele to thy cold comfort for being slow in thy hot office Cur. I prethee good Grumio tell me how goes the world Gru. A cold world Curtis in euery office but thine therefore fire do thy duty and haue thy dutie for my Master and mistris are almost frozen to death Cur. There 's fire readie and therefore good Grumio the newes Gru. Why Iacke boy ho boy and as much newes as wilt thou Cur. Come you are so full of conicatching Gru. Why therefore fire for I haue caught extreme cold Where 's the Cooke is
Gru. I cannot tell I feare 't is chollericke What say you to a peece of Beefe and Mustard Kate. A dish that I do loue to feede vpon Gru. I but the Mustard is too hot a little Kate. Why then the Beefe and let the Mustard rest Gru. Nay then I wil not you shal haue the Mustard Or else you get no beefe of Grumio Kate. Then both or one or any thing thou wilt Gru. Why then the Mustard without the beefe Kate. Go get thee gone thou false deluding slaue Beats him That feed'st me with the verie name of meate Sorrow on thee and all the packe of you That triumph thus vpon my misery Go get thee gone I say Enter Petruchio and Hortensio with meate Petr. How fares my Kate what sweeting all a-mort Hor. Mistris what cheere Kate. Faith as cold as can be Pet. Plucke vp thy spirits looke cheerfully vpon me Heere Loue thou seest how diligent I am To dresse thy meate my selfe and bring it thee I am sure sweet Kate this kindnesse merites thankes What not a word Nay then thou lou'st it not And all my paines is sorted to no proofe Heere take away this dish Kate. I pray you let it stand Pet. The poorest seruice is repaide with thankes And so shall mine before you touch the meate Kate. I thanke you sir Hor. Signior Petruchio fie you are too blame Come Mistris Kate I le beare you companie Petr. Eate it vp all Hortensio if thou louest mee Much good do it vnto thy gentle heart Kate eate apace and now my honie Loue Will we returne vnto thy Fathers house And reuell it as brauely as the best With silken coats and caps and golden Rings With Ruffes and Cuffes and Fardingales and things With Scarfes and Fannes double change of brau'ry With Amber Bracelets Beades and all this knau'ry What hast thou din'd The Tailor staies thy leasure To decke thy bodie with his ruffling treasure Enter Tailor Come Tailor let vs see these ornaments Enter Haberdasher Lay forth the gowne What newes with you sir Fel. Heere is the cap your Worship did bespeake Pet. Why this was moulded on a porrenger A Veluet dish Fie fie 't is lewd and filthy Why 't is a cockle or a walnut-shell A knacke a toy a tricke a babies cap Away with it come let me haue a bigger Kate. I le haue no bigger this doth fit the time And Gentlewomen weare such caps as these Pet. When you are gentle you shall haue one too And not till then Hor. That will not be in hast Kate. Why sir I trust I may haue leaue to speake And speake I will I am no childe no babe Your betters haue indur'd me say my minde And If you cannot best you stop your eares My tongue will tell the anger of my heart Or els my heart concealing it wil breake And rather then it shall I will be free Euen to the vttermost as I please in words Pet. Why thou saist true it is paltrie cap A custard coffen a bauble a silken pie I loue thee well in that thou lik'st it not Kate. Loue me or loue me not I like the cap And it I will haue or I will haue none Pet. Thy gowne why I come Tailor let vs see 't Oh mercie God what masking stuffe is heere What 's this a sleeue 't is like demi cannon What vp and downe caru'd like an apple Tart Heer 's snip and nip and cut and slish and slash Like to a Censor in a barbers shoppe Why what a deuils name Tailor cal'st thou this Hor. I see shee s like to haue neither cap nor gowne Tai. You bid me make it orderlie and well According to the fashion and the time Pet. Marrie and did but if you be remembred I did not bid you marre it to the time Go hop me ouer euery kennell home For you shall hop without my custome sir I le none of it hence make your best of it Kate. I neuer saw a better fashion'd gowne More queint more pleasing nor more commendable Belike you meane to make a puppet of me Pet. Why true he meanes to make a puppet of thee Tail She saies your Worship meanes to make a puppet of her Pet Oh monstrous arrogance Thou lyest thou thred thou thimble Thou yard three quarters halfe yard quarter naile Thou Flea thou Nit thou winter cricket thou Brau'd in mine owne house with a skeine of thred Away thou Ragge thou quantitie thou remnant Or I shall so be-mete thee with thy yard As thou shalt thinke on prating whil'st thou liu'st I tell thee I that thou hast marr'd her gowne Tail Your worship is deceiu'd the gowne is made Iust as my master had direction Grumio gaue order how it should be done Gru. I gaue him no order I gaue him the stuffe Tail But how did you desire it should be made Gru. Marrie sir with needle and thred Tail But did you not request to haue it cut Gru. Thou hast fac'd many things Tail I haue Gru. Face not mee thou hast brau'd manie men braue not me I will neither bee fac'd nor brau'd I say vnto thee I bid thy Master cut out the gowne but I did not bid him cut it to peeces Ergo thou liest Tail Why heere is the note of the fashion to testify Pet. Reade it Gru. The note lies in 's throate if he say I said so Tail Inprimis a loose bodied gowne Gru. Master if euer I said loose-bodied gowne sow me in the skirts of it and beate me to death with a bottome of browne thred I said a gowne Pet. Proceede Tai. With a small compast cape Gru. I confesse the cape Tai. With a trunke sleeue Gru. I confesse two sleeues Tai. The sleeues curiously cut Pet. I there 's the villanie Gru. Error i' th bill sir error i' th bill I commanded the sleeues should be cut out and sow'd vp againe and that I le proue vpon thee though thy little finger be armed in a thimble Tail This is true that I say and I had thee in place where thou shouldst know it Gru. I am for thee straight take thou the bill giue me thy meat-yard and spare not me Hor. God-a-mercie Grumio then hee shall haue no oddes Pet. Well sir in breefe the gowne is not for me Gru. You are i' th right sir 't is for my mistris Pet. Go take it vp vnto thy masters vse Gru. Villaine not for thy life Take vp my Mistresse gowne for thy masters vse Pet. Why sir what 's your conceit in that Gru. Oh sir the conceit is deeper then you think for Take vp my Mistris gowne to his masters vse Oh fie fie fie Pet. Hortensio say thou wilt see the Tailor paide Go take it hence be gone and say no more Hor. Tailor I le pay thee for thy gowne to morrow Take no vnkindnesse of his hastie words Away I say commend me to thy master Exit Tail Pet. Well come my Kate we will vnto your fathers Euen in these honest
basenesse of thy feare That makes thee strangle thy propriety Feare not Cesario take thy fortunes vp Be that thou know'st thou art and then thou art As great as that thou fear'st Enter Priest O welcome Father Father I charge thee by thy reuerence Heere to vnfold though lately we intended To keepe in darkenesse what occasion now Reueales before 't is ripe what thou dost know Hath newly past betweene this youth and me Priest A Contract of eternall bond of loue Confirm'd by mutuall ioynder of your hands Attested by the holy close of lippes Strengthned by enterchangement of your rings And all the Ceremonie of this compact Seal'd in my function by my testimony Since when my watch hath told me toward my graue I haue trauail'd but two houres Du. O thou dissembling Cub what wilt thou be When time hath sow'd a grizzle on thy case Or will not else thy craft so quickely grow That thine owne trip shall be thine ouerthrow Farewell and take her but direct thy feete Where thou and I henceforth may neuer meet Vio. My Lord I do protest Ol. O do not sweare Hold little faith though thou hast too much feare Enter Sir Andrew And. For the loue of God a Surgeon send one presently to sir Toby Ol. What 's the matter And. H 'as broke my head a-crosse and has giuen Sir Toby a bloody Coxcombe too for the loue of God your helpe I had rather then forty pound I were at home Ol. Who has done this sir Andrew And. The Counts Gentleman one Cesario we tooke him for a Coward but hee 's the verie diuell incardinate Du. My Gentleman Cesario And. Odd's lifelings heere he is you broke my head for nothing and that that I did I was set on to do 't by sir Toby Vio. Why do you speake to me I neuer hurt you you drew your sword vpon me without cause But I bespake you faire and hurt you not Enter Toby and Clowne And. If a bloody coxcombe be a hurt you haue hurt me I thinke you set nothing by a bloody Coxecombe Heere comes sir Toby halting you shall heare more but if he had not beene in drinke hee would haue tickel'd you other gates then he did Du. How now Gentleman how i st with you To. That 's all one has hurt me and there 's th' end on 't Sot didst see Dicke Surgeon sot Clo. O he 's drunke sir Toby an houre agone his eyes were set at eight i' th morning To. Then he 's a Rogue and a passy measures panyn I hate a drunken rogue Ol. Away with him Who hath made this hauocke with them And. I le helpe you sir Toby because we 'll be drest together To. Will you helpe an Asse-head and a coxcombe a knaue a thin fac'd knaue a gull Ol. Get him to bed and let his hurt be look'd too Enter Sebastian Seb. I am sorry Madam I haue hurt your kinsman But had it beene the brother of my blood I must haue done no lesse with wit and safety You throw a strange regard vpon me and by that I do perceiue it hath offended you Pardon me sweet one euen for the vowes We made each other but so late ago Du. One face one voice one habit and two persons A naturall Perspectiue that is and is not Seb. Anthonio O my deere Anthonio How haue the houres rack'd and tortur'd me Since I haue lost thee Ant. Sebastian are you Seb. Fear'st thou that Anthonio Ant. How haue you made diuision of your selfe An apple cleft in two is not more twin Then these two creatures Which is Sebastian Ol. Most wonderfull Seb. Do I stand there I neuer had a brother Nor can there be that Deity in my nature Of heere and euery where I had a sister Whom the blinde waues and surges haue deuour'd Of charity what kinne are you to me What Countreyman What name What Parentage Vio Of Messaline Sebastian was my Father Such a Sebastian was my brother too So went he suited to his watery tombe If spirits can assume both forme and suite You come to fright vs. Seb. A spirit I am indeed But am in that dimension grossely clad Which from the wombe I did participate Were you a woman aâ— the rest goes euen I should my teares let fall vpon your cheeke And say thrice welcome drowned Viola Vio. My father had a moale vpon his brow Seb. And so had mine Vio. And dide that day when Viola from her birth Had numbred thirteene yeares Seb. O that record is liuely in my soule He finished indeed his mortall acte That day that made my sister thirteene yeares Vio. If nothing lets to make vs happie both But this my masculine vsurp'd attyre Do not embrace me till each circumstance Of place time fortune do co-here and iumpe That I am Viola which to confirme I le bring you to a Captaine in this Towne Where lye my maiden weeds by whose gentle helpe I was preseru'd to serue this Noble Count All the occurrence of my fortune since Hath beene betweene this Lady and this Lord. Seb. So comes it Lady you haue beene mistooke But Nature to her bias drew in that You would haue bin contracted to a Maid Nor are you therein by my life deceiu'd You are betroth'd both to a maid and man Du. Be not amaz'd right noble is his blood If this be so as yet the glasse seemes true I shall haue share in this most happy wracke Boy thou hast saide to me a thousand times Thou neuer should'st loue woman like to me Vio. And all those sayings will I ouer sweare And all those swearings keepe as true in soule As doth that Orbed Continent the fire That seuers day ftom night Du. Giue me thy hand And let me see thee in thy womans weedes Vio The Captaine that did bring me first on shore Hath my Maides garments he vpon some Action Is now in durance at Maluolio's suite A Gentleman and follower of my Ladies Ol. He shall inlarge him fetch Maluolio hither And yet alas now I remember me They say poore Gentleman he 's much distract Enter Clowne with a Letter and Fabian A most extracting frensie of mine owne From my remembrance clearly banisht his How does he sirrah Cl. Truely Madam he holds Belzebub at the staues end as well as a man in his case may do has heere writ a letter to you I should haue giuen 't you to day morning But as a madmans Epistles are no Gospels so it skilles not much when they are deliuer'd Ol. Open 't and read it Clo. Looke then to be well edified when the Foole deliuers the Madman By the Lord Madam Ol. How now art thou mad Clo. No Madam I do but reade madnesse and your Ladyship will haue it as it ought to bee you must allow Vox Ol. Prethee reade i' thy right wits Clo. So I do Madona but to reade his right wits is to reade thus therefore perpend my Princesse and giue eare Ol. Read it you sirrah Fab. Reads By
did beget vs both And were our father and this sonne like him O old sir Robert Father on my knee I giue heauen thankes I was not like to thee K. Iohn Why what a mad-cap hath heauen lent vs here Elen. He hath a tricke of Cordelions face The accent of his tongue affecteth him Doe you not read some tokens of my sonne In the large composition of this man K. Iohn Mine eye hath well examined his parts And findes them perfect Richard sirra speake What doth moue you to claime your brotherâ— lâ—d Philip. Because he hath a half 〈◊〉 like my 〈◊〉 With halfe that face would he haue all my â—and A halfe-fac'd groaâ— fiue hundred pound a yeere Rob. My gracious Liege when that my father liu'd Your brother did imploy my father much Phil. Well sir by this you cannot get my land Your tale must be how he employ'd my mother Rob. And once dispatch'd him in an Embassie To Germany there with the Emperor To treat of high affaires touching that time Th' aduantage of his absence tooke the King And in the meane time soiourn'd at my fathers Where how he did preuaile I shame to speake But truth is truth large lengths of seas and shores Betweene my father and my mother lay As I haue heard my father speake himselfe When this same lusty gentleman was got Vpon his death-bed he by will bequeath'd His lands to me and tooke it on his death That this my mothers sonne was none of his And if he were he came into the world Full fourteene weekes before the course of time Then good my Liedge let me haue what is mine My fathers land as was my fathers will K. Iohn Sirra your brother is Legittimate Your fathers wife did after wedlocke beare him And if she did play false the fault was hers Which fault lyes on the hazards of all husbands That marry wiues tell me how if my brother Who as you say tooke paines to get this sonne Had of your father claim'd this sonne for his Insooth good friend your father might haue kept This Calfe bred from his Cow from all the world Insooth he might then if he were my brothers My brother might not claime him nor your father Being none of his refuse him this concludes My mothers sonne did get your fathers heyre Your fathers heyre must haue your fathers land Rob. Shal then my fathers Will be of no force To dispossesse that childe which is not his Phil. Of no more force to dispossesse me sir Then was his will to get me as I think Eli. Whether hadst thou rather be a Faulconbridge And like thy brother to enioy thy land Or the reputed sonne of Cordelion Lord of thy presence and no land beside Bast Madam and if my brother had my shape And I had his sir Roberts his like him And if my legs were two such riding rods My armes such eele skins stuft my face so thin That in mine eare I duâ—st not sticke a rose Lest men should say looke where three farthings goes And to his shape were heyre to all this land Would I might neuer stirre from off this place I would giue it euery foot to haue this face It would not be sir nobbe in any case Elinor I like thee well wilt thou forsake thy fortune Bequeath thy land to him and follow me I am a Souldier and now bound to France Bast Brother take you my land I le take my chance Your face hath got fiue hundred pound a yâ—ere Yet sell your face for fiue pence and 't is deere Madam I le follow you vnto the death Elinor Nay I would haue you go before me thither Bast Our Country manners giue our betters way K. Iohn What iâ— thy name Bast Philip â—y Liege so is my name begun Philip good old Sir Roberts wiues eldest sonne K. Iohn From henceforth beare his name Whose for me thou bearest Kneele thou downe Philip but rise more great Arise Sir Richard and Plantagenet Bast Brother by th' mothers side giue me your hand My father gaue me honor yours gaue land Now blessed be the houre by night or day When I was got Sir Robert was away Ele. The very spirit of Plantaginet I am thy grandame Richard call me so Bast Madam by chance but not by truth what tho Something about a little from the right In at the window or else ore the hatch Who dares not stirre by day must walke by night And haue is haue how euer men doe catch Neere or farre off well wonne is still well shot And I am I how ere I was begot K. Iohn Goe Faulconbridge now hast thou thy desire A landlesse Knight makes thee a landed Squire Come Madam and come Richard we must speed For France for France for it is more then need Bast Brother adieu good fortune come to thee For thou wast got i' th way of honesty Exeunt all but bastard Bast A foot of Honor better then I was But many a many foot of Land the worse Well now can I make any Ioane a Lady Good den Sir Richard God a mercy fellow And if his name be George I le call him Peter For new made honor doth forget mens names 'T is two respectiue and too sociable For your conuersion now your traueller Hee and his tooth-picke at my worships messe And when my knightly stomacke is suffis'd Why then I sucke my teeth and catechize My picked man of Countries my deare sir Thus leaning on mine elbow I begin I shall beseech you that is question now And then comes answer like an Absey booke O sir sayes answer at your best command At your employment at your seruice sir No sir saies question I sweet sir at yours And so ere answer knowes what question would Sauing in Dialogue of Complement And talking of the Alpes and Appenines The Perennean and the riuer Poe It drawes toward fupper in conclusion so But this is worshipfull society And fits the mounting spirit like my selfe For he is but a bastard to the time That doth not smoake of obseruation And so am I whether I smacke or no And not alone in habit and deuice Exterior forme outward accoutrement But from the inward motion to deliuer Sweet sweet sweet poyson for the ages tooth Which though I will not practice to deceiue Yet to auoid deceit I meane to learne For it shall strew the footsteps of my rising But who comes in such haste in riding robes What woman post is this hath she no husband That will take paines to blow a horne before her O me 't is my mother how now good Lady What brings you heere to Court so hastily Enter Lady Faulconbridge and Iames Gurney Lady Where is that slaue thy brother where is he That holds in chase mine honour vp and downe Bast My brother Robert old Sir Roberts sonne Colbrand the Gyant that same mighty man Is it Sir Roberts sonne that you seeke so Lady Sir Roberts sonne I thou vnreuerend boy Sir Roberts sonne why scorn'st
he is dead See what a ready tongue Suspition hath He that but feares the thing he would not know Hath by Instinct knowledge from others Eyes That what he feard is chanc'd Yet speake Morton Tell thou thy Earle his Diuination Lies And I will take it as a sweet Disgrace And make thee rich for doing me such wrong Mor. You are too great to be by me gainsaid Your Spirit is too true your Feares too certaine North. Yet for all this say not that Percies dead I see a strange Confession in thine Eye Thou shak'st thy head and hold'st it Feare or Sinne To speake a truth If he be slaine say so The Tongue offends not that reports his death And he doth sinne that doth belye the dead Not he which sayes the dead is not aliue Yet the first bringer of vnwelcome Newes Hath but a loosing Office and his Tongue Sounds euer after as a sullen Bell Remembred knolling a departing Friend L. Bar. I cannot thinke my Lord your son is dead Mor. I am sorry I should force you to beleeue That which I would to heauen I had not seene But these mine eyes saw him in bloody state Rend'ring faint quittance wearied and out-breath'd To Henrie Monmouth whose swift wrath beate downe The neuer-daunted Percie to the earth From whence with life he neuer more sprung vp In few his death whose spirit lent a fire Euen to the dullest Peazant in his Campe Being bruited once tooke fire and heate away From the best temper'd Courage in his Troopes For from his Mettle was his Party steel'd Which once in him abated all the rest Turn'd on themselues like dull and heauy Lead And as the Thing that 's heauy in it selfe Vpon enforcement flyes with greatest speede So did our Men heauy in Hotspurres losse Lend to this weight such lightnesse with their Feare That Arrowes fled not swifter toward their ayme Then did our Soldiers ayming at their safety Fly from the field Then was that Noble Worcester Too soone ta'ne prisoner and that furious Scot The bloody Dowglas whose well-labouring sword Had three times slaine th' appearance of the King Gan vaile his stomacke and did grace the shame Of those that turn'd their backes and in his flight Stumbling in Feare was tooke The summe of all Is that the King hath wonne and hath sent out A speedy power to encounter you my Lord Vnder the Conduct of yong Lancaster And Westmerland This is the Newes at full North. For this I shall haue time enough to mourne In Poyson there is Physicke and this newes Hauing beene well that would haue made me sicke Being sicke haue in some measure made me well And as the Wretch whose Feauer-weakned ioynts Like strengthlesse Hindges buckle vnder life Impatient of his Fit breakes like a fire Out of his keepers armes Euen so my Limbes Weak'ned with greefe being now inrag'd with greefe Are thrice themselues Hence therefore thou nice crutch A scalie Gauntlet now with ioynts of Steele Must gloue this hand And hence thou sickly Quoife Thou art a guard too wanton for the head Which Princes flesh'd with Conquest ayme to hit Now binde my Browes with Iron and approach The ragged'st houre that Time and Spight dare bring To frowne vpon th' enrag'd Northumberland Let Heauen kisse Earth now let not Natures hand Keepe the wilde Flood confin'd Let Order dye And let the world no longer be a stage To feede Contention in a ling'ring Act But let one spirit of the First-borne Caine Reigne in all bosomes that each heart being set On bloody Courses the rude Scene may end And darknesse be the burier of the dead L. Bar. Sweet Earle diuorce not wisedom from your Honor. Mor. The liues of all your louing Complices Leane-on your health the which if you giue o're To stormy Passion must perforce decay You cast th' euent of Warre my Noble Lord And summ'd the accompt of Chance before you said Let vs make head It was your presurmize That in the dole of blowes your Son might drop You knew he walk'd o're perils on an edge More likely to fall in then to get o're You were aduis'd his flesh was capeable Of Wounds and Scarres and that his forward Spirit Would lift him where most trade of danger rang'd Yet did you say go forth and none of this Though strongly apprehended could restraine The stiffe-borne Action What hath then befalne Or what hath this bold enterprize bring forth More then that Being which was like to be L. Bar. We all that are engaged to this losse Knew that we ventur'd on such dangerous Seas That if we wrought out life was ten to one And yet we ventur'd for the gaine propos'd Choak'd the respect of likely perill fear'd And since we are o're-set venture againe Come we will all put forth Body and Goods Mor. 'T is more then time And my most Noble Lord I heare for certaine and do speake the truth The gentle Arch-bishop of Yorke is vp With well appointed Powres he is a man Who with a double Surety bindes his Followers My Lord your Sonne had onely but the Corpes But shadowes and the shewes of men to fight For that same word Rebellion did diuide The action of their bodies from their soules And they did fight with queasinesse constrain'd As men drinke Potions that their Weapons only Seem'd on our side but for their Spirits and Soules This word Rebellion it had froze them vp As Fish are in a Pond But now the Bishop Turnes Insurrection to Religion Suppos'd sincere and holy in his Thoughts He 's follow'd both with Body and with Minde And doth enlarge his Rising with the blood Of faire King Richard scrap'd from Pomfret stones Deriues from heauen his Quarrell and his Cause Tels them he doth bestride a bleeding Land Gasping for life vnder great Bullingbrooke And more and lesse do flocke to follow him North. I knew of this before But to speake truth This present greefe had wip'd it from my minde Go in with me and councell euery man The aptest way for safety and reuenge Get Posts and Letters and make Friends with speed Neuer so few nor neuer yet more need Exeunt Scena Tertia Enter Falstaffe and Page Fal. Sirra you giant what saies the Doct. to my water Pag. He said sir the water it selfe was a good healthy water but for the party that ow'd it he might haue more diseases then he knew for Fal. Men of all sorts take a pride to gird at mee the braine of this foolish compounded Clay-man is not able to inuent any thing that tends to laughter more then I inuent or is inuented on me I am not onely witty in my selfe but the cause that wit is in other men I doe heere walke before thee like a Sow that hath o'rewhelm'd all her Litter but one If the Prince put thee into my Seruice for any other reason then to set mee off why then I haue no iudgement Thou horson Mandrake thou art fitter to be worne in my
Crowd vs and crush vs to this monstrous Forme To hold our safetie vp I sent your Grace The parcels and particulars of our Griefe The which hath been with scorne shou'd from the Court Whereon this Hydra-Sonne of Warre is borne Whose dangerous eyes may well be charm'd asleepe With graunt of our most iust and right desires And true Obedience of this Madnesse cur'd Stoope tamely to the foot of Maiestie Mow. If not wee readie are to trye our fortunes To the last man Hast And though wee here fall downe Wee haue Supplyes to second our Attempt If they mis-carry theirs shall second them And so successe of Mischiefe shall be borne And Heire from Heire shall hold this Quarrell vp Whiles England shall haue generation Iohn You are too shallow Hastings Much too shallow To sound the bottome of the after-Times West Pleaseth your Grace to answere them directly How farre-forth you doe like their Articles Iohn I like them all and doe allow them well And sweare here by the honor of my blood My Fathers purposes haue beene mistooke And some about him haue too lauishly Wrested his meaning and Authoritie My Lord these Griefes shall be with speed redrest Vpon my Life they shall If this may please you Discharge your Powers vnto their seuerall Counties As wee will ours and here betweene the Armies Let 's drinke together friendly and embrace That all their eyes may beare those Tokens home Of our restored Loue and Amitie Bish I take your Princely word for these redresses Iohn I giue it you and will maintaine my word And thereupon I drinke vnto your Grace Hast Goe Captaine and deliuer to the Armie This newes of Peace let them haue pay and part I know it will well please them High thee Captaine Exit Bish To you my Noble Lord of Westmerland West I pledge your Grace And if you knew what paines I haue bestow'd To breede this present Peace You would drinke freely but my loue to ye Shall shew it selfe more openly hereafter Bish I doe not doubt you West I am glad of it Health to my Lord and gentle Cousin Mowbray Mow. You wish me health in very happy season For I am on the sodaine something ill Bish Against ill Chances men are euer merry But heauinesse fore-runnes the good euent West Therefore be merry Cooze since sodaine sorrow Serues to say thus some good thing comes to morrow Bish Beleeue me I am passing light in spirit Mow. So much the worse if your owne Rule be true Iohn The word of Peace is render'd hearke how they showt Mow. This had been chearefull after Victorie Bish A Peace is of the nature of a Conquest For then both parties nobly are subdu'd And neither partie looser Iohn Goe my Lord And let our Army be discharged too And good my Lord so please you let our Traines March by vs that wee may peruse the men Exit Wee should haue coap'd withall Bish Goe good Lord Hastings And ere they be dismiss'd let them march by Exit Iohn I trust Lords wee shall lye to night together Enter Westmerland Now Cousin wherefore stands our Army still West The Leaders hauing charge from you to stand Will not goe off vntill they heare you speake Iohn They know their duties Enter Hastings Hast Our Army is dispers'd Like youthfull Steeres vnyoak'd they tooke their course East West North South or like a Schoole broke vp Each hurryes towards his home and sporting place West Good tidings my Lord Hastings for the which I doe arrest thee Traytor of high Treason And you Lord Arch-bishop and you Lord Mowbray Of Capitall Treason I attach you both Mow. Is this proceeding iust and honorable West Is your Assembly so Bish Will you thus breake your faith Iohn I pawn'd thee none I promis'd you redresse of these same Grieuances Whereof you did complaine which by mine Honor I will performe with a most Christian care But for you Rebels looke to taste the due Meet for Rebellion and such Acts as yours Most shallowly did you these Armes commence Fondly brought here and foolishly sent hence Strike vp our Drummes pursue the scatter'd stray Heauen and not wee haue safely fought to day Some guard these Traitors to the Block of Death Treasons true Bed and yeelder vp of breath Exeunt Enter Falstaffe and Colleuile Falst What 's your Name Sir of what Condition are you and of what place I pray Col. I am a Knight Sir And my Name is Colleuile of the Dale Falst. Well then Colleuile is your Name a Knight is your Degree and your Place the Dale Colleuile shall still be your Name a Traytor your Degree and the Dungeon your Place a place deepe enough so shall you be still Colleuile of the Dale Col. Are not you Sir Iohn Falstaffe Falst As good a man as he sir who ere I am doe yee yeelde sir or shall I sweate for you if I doe sweate they are the drops of thy Louers and they weep for thy death therefore rowze vp Feare and Trembling and do obseruance to my mercy Col. I thinke you are Sir Iohn Falstaffe in that thought yeeld me Fal. I haue a whole Schoole of tongues in this belly of mine and not a Tongue of them all speakes anie other word but my name and I had but a belly of any indifferencie I were simply the most actiue fellow in Europe my wombe my wombe my wombe vndoes mee Heere comes our Generall Enter Prince Iohn and Westmerland Iohn The heaâ— is past follow no farther now Call in the Powers good Cousin Westmerland Now Falâ—taffe where haue you beene all this while When euery thing is ended then you come These tardie Tricks of yours will on my life One time or other breake some Gallowes back Falst I would bee sorry my Lord but it should bee thus I neuer knew yet but rebuke and checke was the reward of Valour Doe you thinke me a Swallow an Arrow or a Bullet Haue I in my poore and olde Motion the expedition of Thought I haue speeded hither with the very extremest ynch of possibilitie I haue fowndred nine score and odde Postes and heere trauell-tainted as I am haue in my pure and immaculate Valour taken Sir Iohn Colleuile of the Dale a most furious Knight and valorous Enemie But what of that hee saw mee and yeelded that I may iustly say with the hooke-nos'd fellow of Rome I came saw and ouer-came Iohn It was more of his Courtesie then your deseruing Falst I know not heere hee is and heere I yeeld him and I beseech your Grace let it be book'd with the rest of this dayes deedes or I sweare I will haue it in a particular Ballad with mine owne Picture on the top of it Colleuile kissing my foot To the which course if I be enforc'd if you do not all shew like gilt two-pences to me and I in the cleare Skie of Fame o're-shine you as much as the Full Moone doth the Cynders of the Element which shew like Pinnes-heads
demeanure in great sorrow That Tyranny which neuer quafft but blood Would by beholding him haue wash'd his Knife With gentle eye-drops Hee is comming hither King But wherefore did hee take away the Crowne Enter Prince Henry Loe where hee comes Come hither to me Harry Depart the Chamber leaue vs heere alone Exit P. Hen. I neuer thought to heare you speake againe King Thy wish was Father Harry to that thought I stay too long by thee I wearie thee Do'st thou so hunger for my emptie Chayre That thou wilt needes inuest thee with mine Honors Before thy howre be ripe O foolish Youth Thou seek'st the Greatnesse that will ouer-whelme thee Stay but a little for my Cloud of Dignitie Is held from falling with so weake a winde That it will quickly drop my Day is dimme Thou hast stolne that which after some few howres Were thine without offence and at my death Thou hast seal'd vp my expectation Thy Life did manifest thou lou'dst me not And thou wilt haue me dye assur'd of it Thou hid'st a thousand Daggers in thy thoughts Which thou hast whetted on thy stonie heart To stab at halfe an howre of my Life What canst thou not forbeare me halfe an howre Then get thee gone and digge my graue thy selfe And bid the merry Bels ring to thy care That thou art Crowned not that I am dead Let all the Teares that should be dew my Hearse Be drops of Balme to sanctifie thy head Onely compound me with forgotten dust Giue that which gaue thee life vnto the Wormes Plucke downe my Officers breake my Decrees For now a time is come to mocke at Forme Henry the fift is Crown'd Vp Vanity Downe Royall State All you sage Counsailors hence And to the English Court assemble now From eu'ry Region Apes of Idlenesse Now neighbor-Confines purge you of your Scum Haue you a Ruffian that swill sweare drinke dance Reuell the night Rob Murder and commit The oldest sinnes the newest kinde of wayes Be happy he will trouble you no more England shall double gill'd His trebble guilt England shall giue him Office Honor Might For the Fift Harry from curb'd License pluckes The muzzle of Restraint and the wilde Dogge Shall flesh his tooth in euery Innocent O my poore Kingdome sicke with ciuill blowes When that my Care could not with-hold thy Ryots What wilt thou do when Ryot is thy Care O thou wilt be a Wildernesse againe Peopled with Wolues thy old Inhabitants Prince O pardon me my Liege But for my Teares The most Impediments vnto my Speech I had fore-stall'd this deere and deepe Rebuke Ere you with greefe had spoke and I had heard The course of it so farre There is your Crowne And he that weares the Crowne immortally Long guard it yours If I affect it more Then as your Honour and as your Renowne Let me no more from this Obedience rise Which my most true and inward duteous Spirit Teacheth this prostrate and exteriour bending Heauen witnesse with me when I heere came in And found no course of breath within your Maiestie How cold it strooke my heart If I do faine O let me in my present wildenesse dye And neuer liue to shew th' incredulous World The Noble change that I haue purposed Comming to looke on you thinking you dead And dead almost my Liege to thinke you were I spake vnto the Crowne as hauing sense And thus vpbraided it The Care on thee depending Hath fed vpon the body of my Father Therefore thou best of Gold art worst of Gold Other lesse fine in Charâ—act is more precious Preseruing life in Medâ—cine potable But thou most Fine most Honour'd most Renown'd Hast eate the Bearer vp Thus my Royall Liege Accusing it I put it on my Head To try with it as with an Enemie That had before my face murdred my Father The Quarrell of a true Inheritor But if it did infect my blood with Ioy Or swell my Thoughts to any straine of Pride If any Rebell or vaine spirit of mine Did with the least Affection of a Welcome Giue entertainment to the might of it Let heauen for euer keepe it from my head And make me as the poorest Vassaile is That doth with awe and terror kneele to it King O my Sonne Heauen put it in thy minde to take it hence That thou might'st ioyne the more thy Fathers loue Pleading so wisely in excuse of it Come hither Harrie sit thou by my bedde And heare I thinke the very latest Counsell That euer I shall breath Heauen knowes my Sonne By what by-pathes and indirect crook'd-wayes I met this Crowne and I my selfe know well How troublesome it sate vpon my head To thee it shall descend with better Quiet Better Opinion better Confirmation For all the soyle of the Atchieuement goes With me into the Earth It seem'd in mee But as an Honour snatch'd with boyst'rous hand And I had many liuing to vpbraide My gaine of it by their Assistances Which dayly grew to Quarrell and to Blood-shed Wounding supposed Peace All these bold Feares Thou seest with perill I haue answered For all my Reigne hath beene but as a Scene Acting that argument And now my death Changes the Moode For what in me was purchas'd Falles vpon thee in a more Fayrer sort So thou the Garland wear'st successiuely Yet though thou stand'st more sure then I could do Thou art-not firme enough since greefes are greene And all thy Friends which thou must make thy Friends Haue but their stings and teeth newly tak'n out By whose fell working I was first aduanc'd And by whose power I well might lodge a Feare To be againe displac'd Which to auoyd I cut them off and had a purpose now To leade out many to the Holy Land Least rest and lying still might make them looke Too neere vnto my State Therefore my Harrie Be it thy course to busie giddy Mindes With Forraigne Quarrels that Action hence borne out May waste the memory of the former dayes More would I but my Lungs are wasted so That strength of Speech is vtterly deni'de mee How I came by the Crowne O heauen forgiue And grant it may with thee in true peace liue Prince My gracious Liege You wonne it wore it kept it gaue it me Then plaine and right must my possession be Which I with more then with a Common paine ' Gainst all the World will rightfully maintaine Enter Lord Iohn of Lancaster and Warwicke King Looke looke Heere comes my Iohn of Lancaster Iohn Health Peace and Happinesse To my Royall Father King Thou bring'st me happinesse and Peace Sonne Iohn But health alacke with youthfull wings is flowne From this bare wither'd Trunke Vpon thy sight My worldly businesse makes a period Where is my Lord of Warwicke 〈◊〉 My Lord of Warwicke â—ng Doth any name particular belong 〈◊〉 â—he Lodging where I first did swoon'd â—r 'T is call'd Ierusalem my Noble Lord. â—iâ—g Laud be to heauen Euâ— there my life must end It hath beene prophesi'de to
assur'd I le be your Father and your Brother too Let me but beare your Loue I le beare your Cares But weepe that Horrie's dead and so will I. But Harry liues that shall conuert those Teares By number into houres of Happinesse Iohn c. We hope no other from your Maiesty Prin. You all looke strangely on me and you most You are I thinke assur'd I loue you not Ch. Iust I am assur'd if I be measur'd rightly Your Maiesty hath no iust cause to hate mee Pr. No How might a Prince of my great hopes forget So great Indignities you laid vpon me What Rate Rebuke and roughly send to Prison Th' immediate Heire of England Was this easie May this be wash'd in Lethe and forgotten Ch. Iust I then did vse the Person of your Father The Image of his power lay then in me And in th' administration of his Law Whiles I was busie for the Commonwealth Your Highnesse pleased to forget my place The Maiesty and power of Law and Iustice The Image of the King whom I presented And strooke me in my very Seate of Iudgement Whereon as an Offender to your Father I gaue bold way to my Authority And did commit you If the deed were ill Be you contented wearing now the Garland To haue a Sonne set your Decrees at naught To plucke downe Iustice from your awefull Bench To trip the course of Law and blunt the Sword That guards the peace and safety of your Person Nay more to spurne at your most Royall Image And mocke your workings in a Second body Question your Royall Thoughts make the case yours Be now the Father and propose a Sonne Heare your owne dignity so much prophan'd See your most dreadfull Lawes so loosely slighted Behold your selfe so by a Sonne disdained And then imagine me taking you part And in your power soft silencing your Sonne After this cold considerance sentence me And as you are a King speake in your State What I haue done that misbecame my place My person or my Lieges Soueraigntie Prin. You are right Iustice and you weigh this well Therefore still beare the Ballance and the Sword And I do wish your Honors may encrease Till you do liue to see a Sonne of mine Offend you and obey you as I did So shall I liue to speake my Fathers words Happy am I that haue a man so bold That dares do Iustice on my proper Sonne And no lesse happy hauing such a Sonne That would deliuer vp his Greatnesse so Into the hands of Iustice You did commit me For which I do commit into your hand Th' vnstained Sword that you haue vs'd to beare With this Remembrance That you vse the same With the like bold iust and impartiall spirit As you haue done ' gainst me There is my hand You shall be as a Father to my Youth My voice shall sound as you do prompt mine eare And I will stoope and humble my Intents To your well-practis'd wise Directions And Princes all beleeue me I beseech you My Father is gone wilde into his Graue For in his Tombe lye my Affections And with his Spirits sadly I suruiue To mocke the expectation of the World To frustrate Prophesies and to race out Rotten Opinion who hath writ me downe After my seeming The Tide of Blood in me Hath prowdly flow'd in Vanity till now Now doth it turne and ebbe backe to the Sea Where it shall mingle with the state of Floods And flow henceforth in formall Maiesty Now call we our High Court of Parliament And let vs choose such Limbes of Noble Counsaile That the great Body of our State may go In equall ranke with the best gouern'd Nation That Warre or Peace or both at once may be As things acquainted and familiar to vs In which you Father shall haue formost hand Our Coronation done we will accite As I before remembred all our State And heauen consigning to my good intents No Prince nor Peere shall haue iust cause to say Heauen shorten Harries happy life one day Exeunt Scena Tertia Enter Falstaffe Shallow Silence Bardolfe Page and Pistoll Shal Nay you shall see mine Orchard where in an Arbor we will eate a last yeares Pippin of my owne graffing with a dish of Carrawayes and so forth Come Cosin Silence and then to bed Fal. You haue heere a goodly dwelling and a rich Shal. Barren barren barren Beggers all beggers all Sir Iohn Marry good ayre Spread Dauy spread Dauie Well said Dauie Falst This Dauie serues you for good vses he is your Seruingman and your Husband Shal A good Varlet a good Varlet a very good Varlet Sir Iohn I haue drunke too much Sacke at Supper A good Varlet Now sit downe now sit downe Come Cosin Sil. Ah sirra quoth-a we shall doe nothing but eate and make good cheere and praise heauen for the merrie yeere when flesh is cheape and Females deere and lustie Lads rome heere and there so merrily and euer among so merrily Fal. There 's a merry heart good M. Silence I le giue you a health for that anon Shal. Good M. Bardolfe some wine Dauie Da. Sweet sir sit I le be with you anon most sweete sir sit Master Page good M. Page sit Proface What you want in meate wee 'l haue in drinke but you beare the heart 's all Shal. Be merry M. Bardolfe and my little Souldiour there be merry Sil. Be merry be merry my wife ha's all For women are Shrewes both short and tall 'T is merry in Hall when Beards wagge all And welcome merry Shrouetide Be merry be merry Fal. I did not thinke M. Silence had bin a man of this Mettle Sil. Who I I haue beene merry twice and once ere now Dauy. There is a dish of Lether-coats for you Shal. Dauie Dau. Your Worship I le be with you straight A cup of Wine sir Sil. A Cup of Wine that 's briske and fine drinke vnto the Leman mine and a merry heart liues long-a Fal. Well said M. Silence Sil. If we shall be merry now comes in the sweete of the night Fal. Health and long life to you M. Silence Sil. Fill the Cuppe and let it come I le pledge you a mile to the bottome Shal. Honest Bardolfe welcome If thou want'st any thing and wilt not call beshrew thy heart Welcome my little tyne theefe and welcome indeed too I le drinke to M. Bardolfe and to all the Cauileroes about London Dau. I hope to see London once ere I die Bar. If I might see you there Dauie Shal. You 'l cracke a quart together Ha will you not M. Bardolfe Bar. Yes Sir in a pottle pot Shal. I thanke thee the knaue will sticke by thee I can assure thee that He will not out he is true bred Bar. And I le sticke by him sir Shal. Why there spoke a King lack nothing be merry Looke who 's at doore there ho who knockes Fal Why now you haue done me right Sil. Do me right and dub me
being valu'd thus As much as would maintaine to the Kings honor Full fifteene Earles and fifteene hundred Knights Six thousand and two hundred good Esquires And to reliefe of Lazars and weake age Of indigent faint Soules past corporall toyle A hundred Almes-houses right well supply'd And to the Coffers of the King beside A thousand pounds by th' yeere Thus runs the Bill Bish Ely This would drinke deepe Bish Cant. 'T would drinke the Cup and all Bish Ely But what preuention Bish Cant. The King is full of grace and faire regard Bish Ely And a true louer of the holy Church Bish Cant. The courses of his youth promis'd it not The breath no sooner left his Fathers body But that his wildnesse mortify'd in him Seem'd to dye too yea at that very moment Consideration like an Angell came And whipt th' offending Adam out of him Leauing his body as a Paradise T' inuelop and containe Celestiall Spirits Neuer was such a sodaine Scholler made Neuer came Reformation in a Flood With such a heady currance scowring faults Nor neuer Hidra-headed Wilfulnesse So soone did loose his Seat and all at once As in this King Bish Ely We are blessed in the Change Bish Cant. Heare him but reason in Diuinitie And all-admiring with an inward wish You would desire the King were made a Prelate Heare him debate of Common-wealth Affaires You would say it hath been all in all his study List his discourse of Warre and you shall heare A fearefull Battaile rendred you in Musique Turne him to any Cause of Pollicy The Gordian Knot of it he will vnloose Familiar as his Garter that when he speakes The Ayre a Charter'd Libertine is still And the mute Wonder lurketh in mens eares To steale his sweet and honyed Sentences So that the Art and Practique part of Life Must be the Mistresse to this Theorique Which is a wonder how his Grace should gleane it Since his addiction was to Courâ—e vaine His Companies vnletter'd rude and shallow His Houres fill'd vp with Ryots Banqâ—ets Sports And neuer noted in him any studie Any retyrement any sequestration From open Haunts and Popularitie B. Ely The Strawberry growes vnderneath the Nettle And holesome Berryes thriue and ripen best Neighbour'd by Fruit of baser qualitie And so the Prince obscur'd his Contemplation Vnder the Vâ—yle of Wildnesse which no doubt Grew like the Summer Grasse fastest by Night Vnseene yet cressiue in his facultie B. Cant. It must be so for Miracles are ceast And therefore we must needes admit the meanes How things are perfected B. Ely But my good Lord How now for mittigation of this Bill Vrg'd by the Commons doth his Maiestie Incline to it or no B. Cant. He seemes indifferent Or rather swaying more vpon our part Then cherishing th' exhibiters against vs For I haue made an offer to his Maiestie Vpon our Spirituall Conuocation And in regard of Causes now in hand Which I haue open'd to his Grace at large As touching France to giue a greater Summe Then euer at one time the Clergie yet Did to his Predecessors part withall B. Ely How did this offer seeme receiu'd my Lord B. Cant. With good acceptance of his Maiestie Saue that there was not time enough to heare As I perceiu'd his Grace would saine haue done The seueralls and vnhidden passage Of his true Titles to some certaine Dukedomes And generally to the Crowne and Seat of France Deriu'd from Edward his great Grandfather B. Ely What was th' impediment that broke this off B. Cant. The French Embassador vpon that instant Crau'd audience and the howre I thinke is come To giue him hearing Is it foure a Clock B. Ely It is B. Cant. Then goe we in to know his Embassie Which I could with a ready guesse declare Before the Frenchman speake a word of it B. Ely I le wait vpon you and I long to heare it Exeunt Enter the King Humfrey Bedford Clarence Warwick Westmerland and Exeter King Where is my gracious Lord of Canterbury Exeter Not here in presence King Send for him good Vnckle â—m Shall we call in th' Ambassador my Liege Kâ— Not yet my Cousin we would be resolu'd Before we heare him of some things of weight That taske our thoughts concerning vs and France Enter two Bishops B. Cant. God and his Angels guard your sacred Throne And make you long become it King Sure we thanke you My learned Lord we pray you to proceed And iustly and religiously vnfold Why the Law Salike that they haue in France Or should or should not barre vs in our Clayme And God forbid my deare and faithfull Lord That you should fashion wrest or bow your reading Or nicely charge your vnderstanding Soule With opening Titles miscreate whose right Sutes not in natiue colours with the truth For God doth know how many now in health Shall drop their blood in approbation Of what your reuerence shall incite vs to Therefore take heed how you impawne our Person How you awake our sleeping Sword of Warre We charge you in the Name of God take heed For neuer two such Kingdomes did contend Without much fall of blood whose guiltlesse drops Are euery one a Woe a sore Complaint ' Gainst him whose wrongs giues edge vnto the Swords That makes such waste in briefe mortalitie Vnder this Coniuration speake my Lord For we will heare note and beleeue in heart That what you speake is in your Conscience washt As pure as sinne with Baptisme B. Can. Then heare me gracious Soueraign you Peers That owe your selues your liues and seruices To this Imperiall Throne There is no barre To make against your Highnesse Clayme to France But this which they produce from Pharamond Interram Salicam Mulieres ne succedaul No Woman shall succeed in Salike Land Which Salike Land the French vniustly gloze To be the Realme of France and Pharamond The â—nder of this Law and Female Barre Yet their owne Authors faithfully affirme That the Land Salike is in Germanie Betweene the Clouds of Sala and of Elue Where Charles the Great hauing subdu'd the Saxons There left behind and settled certaine French Who holding in disdaine the German Women For some dishonest manners of their life Establisht then this Law to wit No Female Should be Inheritrix in Salike Land Which Salike as I said 'twixt Elue and Sala Is at this day in Germanie call'd Meisen Then doth it well appeare the Salike Law Was not deuised for the Realme of France Nor did the French possesse the Salike Land Vntill foure hundred one and twentie yeeres After defunction of King Pharamond Idly suppos'd the founder of this Law Who died within the yeere of our Redemption Foure hundred twentie six and Charles the Great Subdu'd the Saxons and did seat the French Beyond the Riuer Sala in the yeere Eight hundred fiue Besides their Writers say King Pepin which deposed Childerike Did as Heire Generall being descended Of Blithild which was Daughter to King Clothair Make Clayme and
sleepe and they may haue their throats about them at that time and some say kniues haue edges It must be as it may though patience be a tyred name yet shee will plodde there must be Conclusions well I cannot tell Enter Pistoll Quickly Bar. Heere comes Ancient Pistoll and his wife good Corporall be patient heere How now mine Hoaste Pistoll Pist Base Tyke cal'st thou mee Hoste now by this hand I sweare I scorne the terme nor shall my Nel keep Lodgers Host No by my troth not long For we cannot lodge and board a dozen or fourteene Gentlewomen that liue honestly by the pricke of their Needles but it will bee thought we keepe a Bawdy-house straight O welliday Lady if he be not hewne now we shall see wilful adultery and murther committed Bar. Good Lieutenant good Corporal offer nothing heere Nym. Pish Pist Pish for thee Island dogge thou prickeard cur of Island Host Good Corporall Nym shew thy valor and put vp your sword Nym. Will you shogge off I would haue you solus Pist Solus egregious dog O Viper vile The solus in thy most meruailous face the solus in thy teeth and in thy throate and in thy hatefull Lungs yea in thy Maw perdy and which is worse within thy nastie mouth I do retort the solus in thy bowels for I can take and Pistols cocke is vp and flashing fire will follow Nym. I am not Barbason you cannot coniure mee I haue an humor to knocke you indifferently well If you grow fowle with me Pistoll I will scoure you with my Rapier as I may in fayre tearmes If you would walke off I would pricke your guts a little in good tearmes as I may and that 's the humor of it Pist O Braggard vile and damned furious wight The Graue doth gape and doting death is neere Therefore exhale Bar. Heare me heare me what I say Hee that strikes the first stroake I le run him vp to the hilts as I am a soldier Pist An oath of mickle might and fury shall abate Giue me thy fist thy fore-foote to me giue Thy spirites are most tall Nym. I will cut thy throate one time or other in faire termes that is the humor of it Pistoll Couple a gorge that is the word I defie thee againe O hound of Creet think'st thou my spouse to get No to the spittle goe and from the Poudring tub of infamy fetch forth the Lazar Kite of Cressids kinde Doll Teare-sheete she by name and her espouse I haue and I will hold the Quondam Quickely for the onely shee and Pauca there 's enough to go to Enter the Boy Boy Mine Hoast Pistoll you must come to my Mayster and your Hostesse He is very sicke would to bed Good Bardolfe put thy face betweene his sheets and do the Office of a Warming-pan Faith he 's very ill Bard. Away you Rogue Host By my troth he 'l yeeld the Crow a pudding one of these dayes the King has kild his heart Good Husband come home presently Exit Bar. Come shall I make you two friends Wee must to France together why the diuel should we keep kniues to cut one anothers throats Pist Let stoods ore-swell and fiends for food howle on Nym. You 'l pay me the eight shillings I won of you at Betting Pist Base is the Slaue that payes Nym. That now I wil haue that 's the humor of it Pist As manhood shal compound push home Draw Bard. By this sword hee that makes the first thrust I le kill him By this sword I wil. Pi. Sword is an Oath Oaths must haue their course Bar. Coporall Nym thou wilt be friends be frends and thou wilt not why then be enemies with me to prethee put vp Pist A Noble shalt thou haue and present pay and Liquor likewise will I giue to thee and friendshippe shall combyne and brotherhood I le liue by Nymme Nymme shall liue by me is not this iust For I shal Surler be vnto the Campe and profits will accrue Giue mee thy hand Nym I shall haue my Noble Pist In cash most iustly payd Nym. Well then that the humor of 't Enter Hostesse Host As euer you come of women come in quickly to sir Iohn A poore heart hee is so shak'd of a burning quotidian Tertian that it is most lamentable to behold Sweet men come to him Nym. The King hath run bad humors on the Knight that 's the euen of it Pist Nym thou hast spoke the right his heart is fracted and corroborate Nym. The King is a good King but it must bee as it may he passes some humors and carreeres Pist Let vs condole the Knight for Lambekins we will liue Enter Exeter Bedford Westmerland Bed Fore God his Grace is bold to trust these traitors Exe. They shall be apprehended by and by West How smooth and euen they do bear themselues As if allegeance in their bosomes sate Crowned with faith and constant loyalty Bed The King hath note of all that they intend By interception which they dreame not of Exe. Nay but the man that was his bedfellow Whom he hath dull'd and cloy'd with gracious fauours That he should for a forraigne purse so sell His Soueraignes life to death and treachery Sound Trumpets Enter the King Scroope Cambridge and Gray King Now sits the winde fane and we will aboord My Lord of Cambridge and my kinde Lord of Masham And you my gentle Knight giue me your thoughts Thinke you not that the powres we beare with vs Will cut their passage through the force of France Doing the execution and the acte For which we haue in head assembled them Scro. No doubt my Liege if each man do his best King I doubt not that since we are well perswaded We carry not a heart with vs from hence That growes not in a faire consent with ours Nor leaue not one behinde that doth not wish Successe and Conquest to attend on vs. Cam. Neuer was Monarch better fear'd and lou'd Then is your Maiesty there 's not I thinke a subiect That sits in heart-greefe and vneasinesse Vnder the sweet shade of your gouernment Kni. True those that were your Fathers enemies Haue steep'd their gauls in hony and do serue you With hearts create of duty and of zeale King We therefore haue great cause of thankfulnes And shall forget the office of our hand Sooner then quittance of desert and merit According to the weight and worthinesse Scro. So seruice shall with steeled sinewes toyle And labour shall refresh it selfe with hope To do your Grace incestant seruices King We Iudge no lesse Vnkle of Exeter Inlarge the man committed yesterday That â—ayl'd against our person We consider It was excesse of Wine that set him on And on his more aduice We pardon him Scro. That 's mercy but too much security Let him be punish'd Soueraigne least example Breed by his sufferance more of such a kind King O let vs yet be mercifull Cam. So may
slaughter-men What say you Will you yeeld and this auoyd Or guiltie in defence be thus destroy'd Enter Gouernour Gouer. Our expectation hath this day an end The Dolphin whom of Succours we entreated Returnes vs that his Powers are yet not ready To rayse so great a Siege Therefore great King We yeeld our Towne and Liues to thy soft Mercy Enter our Gates dispose of vs and ours For we no longer are defensible King Open your Gates Come Vnckle Exeter Goe you and enter Harflew there remaine And fortifie it strongly ' gainst the French Vse mercy to them all for vs deare Vnckle The Winter comming on and Sicknesse growing Vpon our Souldiers we will retyre to Calis To night in Harflew will we be your Guest To morrow for the March are we addrest Flourish and enter the Towne Enter Katherine and an old Gentlewoman Kathe. Alice tu as este en Augleterre tu bien parlas le Language Alice En peu Madame Kath. Ie te prie m'ensigniez il faut que ie apprend a parlen Comient appelle vous le main en Anglois Alice Le main il appelle de Hand Kath. De Hand Alice Ele doyts Kat. Le doyts ma foy Ie oublie e doyt mays ie me souemeray le doyts ie pense qu'ils ont appelle de fingres on de fingres Alice Le main de Hand le doyts le Fingres ie pense que ie suis le bon escholier Kath. I' ay gaynie diux mots d' Anglois vistement coment appelle vous le ongles Alice Le ongles les appellons de Nayles Kath. De Nayles escoute dites moy si ie parle bien de Hand de Fingres e de Nayles Alice Cest bien dict Madame il fort bon Anglois Kath. Dites moy l' Anglois pour le bras Alice De Arme Madame Kath. E de coudee Alice D' Elbow Kath. D' Elbow Ie men fay le repiticio de touts les mots que vous maves apprins des a present Alice Il trop difficile Madame comme Ie pense Kath. Excuse moy Alice escoute d' Hand de Fingre de Nayles d' Arma de Bilbow Alice D' Elbow Madame Kath. O Seigneur Dieu ie men oublie d' Elbow coment appelle vous le col Alice De Nick Madame Kath. De Nick e le menton Alice De Chin. Kath. De Sin le col de Nick le menton de Sin Alice Ouy Sauf vostre honneur en verite vous pronouncies les mots ausi droict que le Natifs d' Angleterre Kath. Ie ne doute point d' apprendre par de grace de Dieu en peu de temps Alice N' aue vos y desia oublie ce que ie vous a enfignie Kath. Nome ie recitera a vous promptement d' Hand de Fingre de Maylees Alice De Nayles Madame Kath. De Nayles de Arme de Ilbow Alice Sans vostre honeus d' Elbow Kath. Ainsi de ie d' Elbow de Nick de Sin coment appelle vous les pied de roba Alice Le Foot Madame le Count. Kath. Le Foot le Count O Seignieur Dieu il sont le mots de son mauvais corruptible grosse impudique non pour lo Dames de Honeur d' vser le ne voudray pronouncer ce mots deuant le Seigneurs de France pour toute le monde fo le Foot le Count neant moys Ie recitera vn autrefoys ma lecon ensembe d' Hand de Fingre de Nayles d' Arme d' Elbow de Nick de Sin de Foot le Count. Alice Excellent Madame Kath. C ' est asses pour vne foyes alons nous a diner Exit Enter the King of France the Dolphin the Constable of France and others King 'T is certaine he hath past the Riuer Some Const And if he be not fought withall my Lord Let vs not liue in France let vs quit all And giue our Vineyards to a barbarous People Dolph O Dieu viuant Shall a few Sprayes of vs The emptying of our Fathers Luxurie Our Syens put in wilde and sauage Stock Spirt vp so suddenly into the Clouds And ouer-looke their Grafters Brit. Normans but bastard Normans Norman bastards Mort du mavie if they march along Vnfought withall but I will sell my Dukedome To buy a slobbry and a durtie Farme In that nooke-shotten I le of Albion Const Dieu de Battailes where haue they this mettell Is not their Clymate foggy raw and dull On whom as in despight the Sunne lookes pale Killing their Fruit with frownes Can sodden Water A Drench for sur-reyn'd â—ades their Baâ—ly broth Decoct their cold blood to such valiant heat And shall our quick blood spirited with Wine Seeme frostie O for honor of our Land Let vs not hang like roping Isyckles Vpon our Houses Thatch whiles a more frostie People Sweat drops of gallant Youth in our rich fields Poore we call them in their Natiue Lords Dolphin By Faith and Honor Our Madames mock at vs and plainely say Our Mettell is bred out and they will giue Their bodyes to the Lust of English Youth To new-store France with Bastard Warriors Brit. They bid vs to the English Dancing-Schooles And teach Lauolta's high and swift Carranto's Saying our Grace is onely in our Heeles And that we are most loftie Run-awayes King Where is Montioy the Herald speed him hence Let him greet England with our sharpe defiance Vp Princes and with spirit of Honor edged More sharper then your Swords high to the field Charles Delabreth High Constable of France You Dukes of Orleance Burbon and of Berry Alanson Brabant Bar and Burgonic Iaques Chattillion Rambures Vandemont Beumont Grand Free Roussi and Faulconbridge Loys Lestrale Bouciquall and Charaloyes High Dukes great Princes Barons Lords and Kings For your great Seats now quit you of great shames Barre Harry England that sweepes through our Land With Penons painted in the blood of Haâ—flew Rush on his Hoast as doth the melted Snow Vpon the Valleyes whose low Vassall Seat The Alpes doth spit and void his rhewme vpon Goe downe vpon him you haue Power enough And in a Captiue Chariot into Roan Bring him our Prisoner Const. This becomes the Great Sorry am I his numbers are so few His Souldiers sick and famisht in their March For I am sure when he shall see our Army Hee 'le drop his heart into the sinck of feare And for atchieuement offer vs his Ransome King Therefore Lord Constable hast on Montioy And let him say to England that we send To know what willing Ransome he will giue Prince Dolphin you shall stay with vs in Roan Dolph Not so I doe beseech your Maiestie King Be patient for you shall remaine with vs. Now forth Lord Constable and Princes all And quickly bring vs word of Englands fall Exeunt Enter Captaines English and Welch Gower and Fluellen Gower How now Captaine Fluellen come
is a desperate Homicide He fighteth as one weary of his life The other Lords like Lyons wanting foode Doe rush vpon vs as their hungry prey Alanson Froysard a Countreyman of ours records England all Oliuers and Rowlands breed During the time Edward the third did raigne More truly now may this be verified For none but Samsons and Goliasses It sendeth forth to skirmish one to tenne Leane raw-bon'd Rascals who would e're suppose They had such courage and audacitie Charles Let 's leaue this Towne For they are hayre-brayn'd Slaues And hunger will enforce them to be more eager Of old I know them rather with their Teeth The Walls they 'le teare downe then forsake the Siege Reigneir I thinke by some odde Gimmors or Deuice Their Armes are set like Clocks still to strike on Else ne're could they hold out so as they doe By my consent wee 'le euen let them alone Alanson Be it so Enter the Bastard of Orleance Bastard Where 's the Prince Dolphin I haue newes for him Dolph Bastard of Orleance thrice welcome to vs. Bast Me thinks your looks are sad your chear appal'd Hath the late ouerthrow wrought this offence Be not dismay'd for succour is at hand A holy Maid hither with me I bring Which by a Vision sent to her from Heauen Ordayned is to rayse this tedious Siege And driue the English forth the bounds of France The spirit of deepe Prophecie she hath Exceeding the nine Sibyls of old Rome What 's past and what 's to come she can descry Speake shall I call her in beleeue my words For they are certaine and vnfallible Dolph Goe call her in but first to try her skill Reignier stand thou as Dolphin in my place Question her prowdly let thy Lookes be sterne By this meanes shall we found what skill she hath Enter Ioane Puzel Reigneir Faire Maid is' t thou wilt doe these wondrous feats Puzel Reignier is' t thou that thinkest to beguile me Where is the Dolphin Come come from behinde I know thee well though neuer seene before Be not amaz'd there 's nothing hid from me In priuate will I talke with thee apart Stand back you Lords and giue vs leaue a while Reigneir She takes vpon her brauely at first dash Puzel Dolphin I am by birth a Shepheards Daughter My wit vntrayn'd in any kind of Art Heauen and our Lady gracious hath it pleas'd To shine on my contemptible estate Loe whilest I wayted on my tender Lambes And to Sunnes parching heat display'd my cheekes Gods Mother deigned to appeare to me And in a Vision full of Maiestie Will'd me to leaue my base Vocation And free my Countrey from Calamitie Her ayde she promis'd and assur'd successe In compleat Glory shee reueal'd her selfe And whereas I was black and swart before With those cleare Rayes which shee infus'd on me That beautie am I blest with which you may see Aske me what question thou canst possible And I will answer vnpremeditated My Courage trie by Combat if thou dar'st And thou shalt finde that I exceed my Sex Resolue on this thou shalt be fortunate If thou receiue me for thy Warlike Mate Dolph Thou hast astonisht me with thy high termes Onely this proofe I le of thy Valour make In single Combat thou shalt buckle with me And if thou vanquishest thy words are true Otherwise I renounce all confidence Puzel I am prepar'd here is my keene-edg'd Sword Deckt with fine Flower-de-Luces on each side The which at Touraine in S. Katherines Church-yard Out of a great deale of old Iron I chose forth Dolph Then come a Gods name I feare no woman Puzel And while I liue I le ne're flye from a man Here they fight and Ioane de Puzel ouercomes Dolph Stay stay thy hands thou art an Amazon And fightest with the Sword of Debora Puzel Christs Mother helpes me else I were too weake Dolph Who e're helps thee 't is thou that must help me Impatiently I burne with thy desire My heart and hands thou hast at once subdu'd Excellent Puzel if thy name be so Let me thy seruant and not Soueraigne be 'T is the French Dolphin sueth to thee thus Puzel I must not yeeld to any rights of Loue For my Profession's sacred from aboue When I haue chased all thy Foes from hence Then will I thinke vpon a recompence Dolph Meane time looke gracious on thy prostrate Thrall Reigneir My Lord me thinkes is very long in talke Alans Doubtlesse he shriues this woman to her smock Else ne're could he so long protract his speech Reigneir Shall wee disturbe him since hee keepes no meane Alan He may meane more then we poor men do know These women are shrewd tempters with their tongues Reigneir My Lord where are you what deuise you on Shall we giue o're Orleance or no Puzel Why no I say distrustfull Recreants Fight till the last gaspe I le be your guard Dolph What shee sayes I le confirme wee 'le fight it out Puzel Assign'd am I to be the English Scourge This night the Siege assuredly I le rayse Expect Saint Martins Summer Halcyons dayes Since I haue entred into these Warres Glory is like a Circle in the Water Which neuer ceaseth to enlarge it selfe Till by broad spreading it disperse to naught With Henries death the English Circle ends Dispersed are the glories it included Now am I like that prowd insulting Ship Which Caesar and his fortune bare at once Dolph Was Mahomet inspired with a Doue Thou with an Eagle art inspired then Helen the Mother of Great Constantine Nor yet S. Philips daughters were like thee Bright Starre of Venus falne downe on the Earth How may I reuerently worship thee enough Alanson Leaue off delayes and let vs rayse the Siege Reigneir Woman do what thou canst to saue our honors Driue them from Orleance and be immortaliz'd Dolph Presently wee 'le try come let 's away about it No Prophet will I trust if shee proue false Exeunt Enter Gloster with his Seruing-men Glost I am come to suruey the Tower this day Since Henries death I feare there is Conueyance Where be these Warders that they wait not here Open the Gates 't is Gloster that calls 1. Warder Who 's there that knocks so imperiously Glost 1. Man It is the Noble Duke of Gloster 2. Warder Who ere he be you may not be let in 1. Man Villaines answer you so the Lord Protector 1. Warder The Lord protect him so we answer him We doe no otherwise then wee are will'd Glost. Who willed you or whose will stands but mine There 's none Protector of the Realme but I Breake vp the Gates I le be your warrantize Shall I be flowted thus by dunghill Groomes Glosters men rush at the Tower Gates and Wooduile the Lieutenant speakes within Wooduile What noyse is this what Traytors haue wee here Glost. Lieutenant is it you whose voyce I heare Open the Gates here 's Gloster that would enter Wooduile Haue patience Noble Duke I
my leaue of thee faire Sonne Borne to eclipse thy Life this afternoone Come side by side together liue and dye And Soule with Soule from France to Heauen flye Exit Alarum Excursions wherein Talbots Sonne is hemm'd about and Talbot rescues him Talb. Saint George and Victory fight Souldiers fight The Regent hath with Talbot broke his word And left vs to the rage of France his Sword Where is Iohn Talbot pawse and take thy breath I gaue thee Life and rescu'd thee from Death Iohn O twice my Father twice am I thy Sonne The Life thou gau'st me first was lost and done Till with thy Warlike Sword despight of Fate To my determin'd time thou gau'st new date Talb. When frō the Dolphins Crest thy Sword struck fire It warm'd thy Fathers heart with prowd desire Of bold-fac't Victorie Then Leaden Age Quicken'd with Youthfull Spleene and Warlike Rage Beat downe Alanson Orleance Burgundie And from the Pride of Gallia rescued thee The irefull Bastard Orleance that drew blood From thee my Boy and had the Maidenhood Of thy first fight I soone encountred And interchanging blowes I quickly shed Some of his Bastard blood and in disgrace Bespoke him thus Contaminated base And mis-begotten blood I spill of thine Meane and right poore for that pure blood of mine Which thou didst force from Talbot my braue Boy Here purposing the Bastard to destroy Came in strong rescue Speake thy Fathers care Art thou not wearie Iohn How do'st thou fare Wilt thou yet leaue the Battaile Boy and flie Now thou art seal'd the Sonne of Chiualrie Flye to reuenge my death when I am dead The helpe of one stands me in little stead Oh too much folly is it well I wot To hazard all our liues in one small Boat If I to day dye not with Frenchmens Rage To morrow I shall dye with mickle Age. By me they nothing gaine and if I stay 'T is but the shortning of my Life one day In thee thy Mother dyes our Households Name My Deaths Reuenge thy Youth and Englands Fame All these and more we hazard by thy stay All these are sau'd if thou wilt flye away Iohn The Sword of Orleance hath not made me smart These words of yours draw Life-blood from my Heart On that aduantage bought with such a shame To saue a paltry Life and slay bright Fame Before young Talbot from old Talbot flye The Coward Horse that beares me fall and dye And like me to the pesant Boyes of France To be Shames scorne and subiect of Mischance Surely by all the Glorie you haue wonne And if I flye I am not Talbots Sonne Then talke no more of flight it is no boot If Sonne to Talbot dye at Talbots foot Talb. Then follow thou thy desp'rate Syre of Creet Thou Icarus thy Life to me is sweet If thou wilt fight fight by thy Fathers side And commendable prou'd let 's dye in pride Exit Alarum Excursions Enter old Talbot led Talb. Where is my other Life mine owne is gone O where 's young Talbot where is valiant Iohn Triumphant Death smear'd with Captiuitie Young Talbots Valour makes me smile at thee When he perceiu'd me shrinke and on my Knee His bloodie Sword he brandisht ouer mee And like a hungry Lyon did commence Rough deeds of Rage and sterne Impatience But when my angry Guardant stood alone Tendring my ruine and assayl'd of none Dizzie-ey'd Furie and great rage of Heart Suddenly made him from my side to start Into the clustring Battaile of the French And in that Sea of Blood my Boy did drench His ouer-mounting Spirit and there di'de My Icarus my Blossome in his pride Enter with Iohn Talbot borne Seru. O my deare Lord loe where your Sonne is borne Tal. Thou antique Death which laugh'st vs here to scorn Anon from thy insulting Tyrannie Coupled in bonds of perpetuitie Two Talbots winged through the lither Skie In thy despight shall scape Mortalitie O thou whose wounds become hard fauoured death Speake to thy father ere thou yeeld thy breath Braue death by speaking whither he will or no Imagine him a Frenchman and thy Foe Poore Boy he smiles me thinkes as who should say Had Death bene French then Death had dyed to day Come come and lay him in his Fathers armes My spirit can no longer beare these harmes Souldiers adieu I haue what I would haue Now my old armes are yong Iohn Talbots graue Dyes Enter Charles Alanson Burgundie Bastard and Pucell Char. Had Yorke and Somerset brought rescue in We should haue found a bloody day of this Bast How the yong whelpe of Talbots raging wood Did flesh his punie-sword in Frenchmens blood Puc Once I encountred him and thus I said Thou Maiden youth be vanquisht by a Maide But with a proud Maiesticall high scorne He answer'd thus Yong Talbot was not borne To be the pillage of a Giglot Wench So rushing in the bowels of the French He left me proudly as vnworthy fight Bur. Doubtlesse he would haue made a noble Knight See where he lyes inherced in the armes Of the most bloody Nursser of his harmes Bast Hew them to peeces hack their bones assunder Whose life was Englands glory Gallia's wonder Char. Oh no forbeare For that which we haue fled During the life let vs not wrong it dead Enter Lucie Lu. Herald conduct me to the Dolphins Tent To know who hath obtain'd the glory of the day Char. On what submissiue message art thou sent Lucy Submission Dolphin Ti◠a meere French word We English Warriours wot not what it meanes I come to know what Prisoner thou hast tane And to suruey the bodies of the dead Char. For prisoners askst thou Hell our prison is But tell me whom thou seek'st Luc. But where 's the great Alcides of the field Valiant Lord Talbot Earle of Shrewsbury Created for his rare successe in Armes Great Earle of Washford Waterford and Valence Lord Talbot of Goodrig and Vrchinfield Lord Strange of Blackmere Lord Verdon of Alton Lord Cromwell of Wingefield Lord Furniuall of Sheffeild The thrice victorious Lord of Falconbridge Knight of the Noble Order of S. George Worthy S. Michael and the Golden Fleece Great Marshall to Henry the sixt Of all his Warres within the Realme of France Puc Heere 's a silly stately stile indeede The Turke that two and fiftie Kingdomes hath Writes not so tedious a Stile as this Him that thou magnifi'st with all these Titles Stinking and fly-blowne lyes heere at our feete Lucy Is Talbot slaine the Frenchmens only Scourge Your Kingdomes terror and blacke Nemesis Oh were mine eye-balles into Bullets turn'd That I in rage might shoot them at your faces Oh that I could but call these dead to life It were enough to fright the Realme of France Were but his Picture left amongst you here It would amaze the prowdest of you all Giue me their Bodyes that I may beare them hence And giue them Buriall as beseemes their worth Pucel I thinke this vpstart is old Talbots
and watch me as Ascanius did When he to madding Dido would vnfold His Fathers Acts commenc'd in burning Troy Am I not witcht like her Or thou not false like him Aye me I can no more Dye Elinor For Henry weepes that thou dost liue so long Noyse within Enter Warwicke and many Commons War It is reported mighty Soueraigne That good Duke Humfrey Traiterously is murdred By Suffolke and the Cardinall Beaufords meanes The Commons like an angry Hiue of Bees That want their Leader scatter vp and downe And care not who they sting in his reuenge My selfe haue calm'd their spleenfull mutinie Vntill they heare the order of his death King That he is dead good Warwick 't is too true But how he dyed God knowes not Henry Enter his Chamber view his breathlesse Corpes And comment then vpon his sodaine death War That shall I do my Liege Stay Salsburie With the rude multitude till I returne King O thou that iudgest all things stay my thoghts My thoughts that labour to perswade my soule Some violent hands were laid on Humfries life If my suspect be false forgiue me God For iudgement onely doth belong to thee Faine would I go to chafe his palie lips With twenty thousand kisses and to draine Vpon his face an Ocean of salt teares To tell my loue vnto his dumbe deafe trunke And with my fingers feele his hand vnfeeling But all in vaine are these meane Obsequies Bed put forth And to suruey his dead and earthy Image What were it but to make my sorrow greater Warw. Come hither gracious Soueraigne view this body King That is to see how deepe my graue is made For with his soule fled all my worldly solace For seeing him I see my life in death War As surely as my soule intends to liue With that dread King that tooke our state vpon him To free vs from his Fathers wrathfull curse I do beleeue that violent hands were laid Vpon the life of this thrice-famed Duke Suf. A dreadfull Oath sworne with a solemn tongue What instance giues Lord Warwicke for his vow War See how the blood is setled in his face Oft haue I seene a timely-parted Ghost Of ashy semblance meager pale and bloodlesse Being all descended to the labouring heart Who in the Conflict that it holds with death Attracts the same for aydance ' gainst the enemy Which with the heart there cooles and ne're returneth To blush and beautifie the Cheeke againe But see his face is blacke and full of blood His eye-balles further out than when he liued Staring full gastly like a strangled man His hayre vp rear'd his nostrils stretcht with strugling His hands abroad display'd as one that graspt And tugg'd for Life and was by strength subdude Looke on the sheets his haire you see is sticking His well proportion'd Beard made ruffe and rugged Like to the Summers Come by Tempest lodged It cannot be but he was murdred heere The least of all these signes were probable Suf. Why Warwicke who should do the D. to death My selfe and Beauford had him in protection And we I hope sir are no murtherers War But both of you were vowed D. Humfries foes And you forsooth had the good Duke to keepe T is like you would not feast him like a friend And 't is well seene he found an enemy Queen Than you belike suspect these Noblemen As guilty of Duke Humfries timelesse death Warw. Who finds the Heyfer dead and bleeding fresh And sees fast-by a Butcher with an Axe But will suspect 't was he that made the slaughter Who finds the Partridge in the Puttocks Nest But may imagine how the Bird was dead Although the Kyte soare with vnbloudied Beake Euen so suspitious is this Tragedie Qu. Are you the Butcher Suffolk where 's your Knife Is Beauford tearm'd a Kyte where are his Tallons Suff. I weare no Knife to slaughter sleeping men But here 's a vengefull Sword rusted with ease That shall be scowred in his rancorous heart That slanders me with Murthers Crimson Badge Say if thou dar'st prowd Lord of Warwickshire That I am faultie in Duke Humfreyes death Warw. What dares not Warwick if false Suffolke dare him Qu. He dares not calme his contumelious Spirit Nor cease to be an arrogant Controller Though Suffolke dare him twentie thousand times Warw. Madame be still with reuerence may I say For euery word you speake in his behalfe Is slander to your Royall Dignitie Suff. Blunt-witted Lord ignoble in demeanor If euer Lady wrong'd her Lord so much Thy Mother tooke into her blamefull Bed Some sterne vntutur'd Churle and Noble Stock Was graft with Crab-tree slippe whose Fruit thou art And neuer of the Neuils Noble Race Warw. But that the guilt of Murther bucklers thee And I should rob the Deaths-man of his Fee Quitting thee thereby of ten thousand shames And that my Soueraignes presence makes me milde I would false murd'rous Coward on thy Knee Make thee begge pardon for thy passed speech And say it was thy Mother that thou meant'st That thou thy selfe wast borne in Bastardie And after all this fearefull Homage done Giue thee thy hyre and send thy Soule to Hell Pernicious blood-sucker of sleeping men Suff. Thou shalt be waking while I shed thy blood If from this presence thou dar'st goe with me Warw. Away euen now or I will drag thee hence Vnworthy though thou art I le cope with thee And doe some seruice to Duke Humfreyes Ghost Exeunt King What stronger Brest-plate then a heart vntainted Thrice is he arm'd that hath his Quarrell iust And he but naked though lockt vp in Steele Whose Conscience with Iniustice is corrupted A noyse within Queene What noyse is this Enter Suffolke and Warwicke with their Weapons drawne King Why how now Lords Your wrathfull Weapons drawne Here in our presence Dare you be so bold Why what tumultuous clamor haue we here Suff. The trayt'rous Warwick with the men of Bury Set all vpon me mightie Soueraigne Enter Salisbury Salisb. Sirs stand apart the King shall know your minde Dread Lord the Commons send you word by me Vnlesse Lord Suffolke straight be done to death Or banished faire Englands Territories They will by violence teare him from your Pallace And torture him with grieuous lingring death They say by him the good Duke Humfrey dy'de They say in him they feare your Highnesse death And meere instinct of Loue and Loyaltie Free from a stubborne opposite intent As being thought to contradict your liking Makes them thus forward in his Banishment They say in care of your most Royall Person That if your Highnesse should intend to sleepe And charge that no man should disturbe your rest In paine of your dislike or paine of death Yet notwithstanding such a strait Edict Were there a Serpent seene with forked Tongue That slyly glyded towards your Maiestie It were but necessarie you were wak't Least being suffer'd in that harmefull slumber The mortall Worme might make the sleepe eternall And therefore doe
Suf. Pine gelidus timor occupat artus it is thee I feare Wal. Thou shalt haue cause to feare before I leaue thee What are ye danted now Now will ye stoope 1. Gent. My gracious Lord intreat him speak him fair Suf. Suffolkes Imperiall tongue is sterne and rough Vs'd to command vntaught to pleade for fauour Farre be it we should honor such as these With humble suite no rather let my head Stoope to the blocke then these knees bow to any Saue to the God of heauen and to my King And sooner dance vpon a bloody pole Then stand vncouer'd to the Vulgar Groome True Nobility is exempt from feare More can I beare then you dare execute Lieu. Hale him away and let him talke no more Come Souldiers shew what cruelty ye can Suf. That this my death may neuer be forgot Great men oft dye by vilde Bezonions A Romane Sworder and Bandetto slaue Murder'd sweet Tully Bruim Bastard hand Stab'd Iulius Caesar Sauage Islanders Pompey the Great and Suffolke dyes by Pyrats Exit Water with Suffolke Lieu. And as for these whose ransome we haue set It is our pleasure one of them depart Therefore come you with vs and let him go Exit Lieutenant and the rest Manet the first Gent. Enter Walter with the body Wal. There let his head and liuelesse bodie lye Vntill the Queene his Mistris bury it Exit Walter 1. Gent. O barbarous and bloudy spectacle His body will I beare vnto the King If he reuenge it not yet will his Friends So will the Queene that liuing held him deere Enter Beuis and Iohn Holland Beuis Come and get thee a sword though made of a Lath they haue bene vp these two dayes Hol. They haue the more neede to sleepe now then Beuis I tell thee Iacke Cade the Cloathier meanes to dresse the Common-wealth and turne it and set a new nap vpon it Hol. So he had need for 't is thred-bare Well I say it was neuer merrie world in England since Gentlemen came vp Beuis O miserable Age Vertue is not regarded in Handy-crafts men Hol. The Nobilitie thinke scorne to goe in Leather Aprons Beuis Nay more the Kings Councell are no good Workemen Hol. True and yet it is said Labour in thy Vocation which is as much to say as let the Magistrates be labouring men and therefore should we be Magistrates Beuis Thou hast hit it for there 's no better signe of a braue minde then a hard hand Hol. I see them I see them There 's Bests Sonne the Tanner of Wingham Beuis Hee shall haue the skinnes of our enemies to make Dogges Leather of Hol. And Dicke the Butcher Beuis Then is sin strucke downe like an Oxe and iniquities throate cut like a Calfe Hol. And Smith the Weauer Beu Argo their thred of life is spun Hol. Come come let 's fall in with them Drumme Enter Cade Dicke Butcher Smith the Weauer and a Sawyer with infinite numbers Cade Wee Iohn Cade so tearm'd of our supposed Father But. Or rather of stealing a Cade of Herrings Cade For our enemies shall faile before vs inspired with the spirit of putting down Kings and Princes Command silence But. Silence Cade My Father was a Mortimer But. He was an honest man and a good Bricklayer Cade My mother a Plantagenet Butch I knew her well she was a Midwife Cade My wife descended of the Lacies But. She was indeed a Pedlers daughter sold many Laces Weauer But now of late not able to trauell with her furr'd Packe she washes buckes here at home Cade Therefore am I of an honorable house But. I by my faith the field is honourable and there was he borne vnder a hedge for his Father had neuer a house but the Cage Cade Valiant I am Weauer A must needs for beggery is valiant Cade I am able to endure much But. No question of that for I haue seene him whipt three Market dayes together Cade I feare neither sword nor fire Wea. He neede not feare the sword for his Coate is of proofe But. But me thinks he should stand in feare of fire being burnt i' th hand for stealing of Sheepe Cade Be braue then for your Captaine is Braue and Vowes Reformation There shall be in England seuen halfe peny Loaues sold for a peny the three hoop'd pot shall haue ten hoopes and I wil make it Fellony to drink small Beere All the Realme shall be in Common and in Cheapside shall my Palfrey go to grasse and when I am King as King I will be All. God saue your Maiesty Cade I thanke you good people There shall bee no mony all shall eate and drinke on my score and I will apparrell them all in one Liuery that they may agree like Brothers and worship me their Lord. But. The first thing we do let 's kill all the Lawyers Cade Nay that I meane to do Is not this a lamentable thing that of the skin of an innocent Lambe should be made Parchment that Parchment being scribeld ore should vndoe a man Some say the Bee stings but I say 't is the Bees waxe for I did but seale once to a thing and I was neuer mine owne man since How now Who 's there Enter a Clearke Weauer The Clearke of Chartam hee can write and reade and cast accompt Cade O monstrous Wea. We tooke him setting of boyes Copies Cade Here 's a Villaine Wea. Ha's a Booke in his pocket with red Letters in 't Cade Nay then he is a Coniurer But. Nay he can make Obligations and write Court hand Cade I am sorry for 't The man is a proper man of mine Honour vnlesse I finde him guilty he shall not die Come hither sirrah I must examine thee What is thy name Clearke Emanuell But. They vse to writ it on the top of Letters 'T will go hard with you Cade Let me alone Dost thou vse to write thy name Or hast thou a marke to thy selfe like a honest plain dealing man Clearke Sir I thanke God I haue bin so well brought vp that I can write my name All. He hath confest away with him he 's a Villaine and a Traitor Cade Away with him I say Hang him with his Pen and Inke-horne about his necke Exit one with the Clearke Enter Michael Mich. Where 's our Generall Cade Heere I am thou particular fellow Mich. Fly fly fly Sir Humfrey Stafford and his brother are hard by with the Kings Forces Cade Stand villaine stand or I le fell thee downe he shall be encountred with a man as good as himselfe He is but a Knight is a Mich. No. Cade To equall him I will make my selfe a knight presently Rise vp Sir Iohn Mortimer Now haue at him Enter Sir Humfrey Stafford and his Brother with Drum and Soldiers Staf. Rebellious Hinds the filth and scum of Kent Mark'd for the Gallowes Lay your Weapons downe Home to your Cottages forsake this Groome The King is mercifull if you reuolt Bro. But angry wrathfull and inclin'd
she haue time to breathe be well assur'd Her faction will be full as strong as ours King We are aduertis'd by our louing friends That they doe hold their course toward Tewksbury We hauing now the best at Barnet field Will thither straight for willingnesse rids way And as we march our strength will be augmented In euery Countie as we goe along Strike vp the Drumme cry courage and away Exeunt Flourish March Enter the Queene young Edward Somerset Oxford and Souldiers Qu. Great Lords wise men ne'r sit and waile their losse But chearely seeke how to redresse their harmes What though the Mast be now blowne ouer-boord The Cable broke the holding-Anchor lost And halfe our Saylors swallow'd in the flood Yet liues our Pilot still Is' t meet that hee Should leaue the Helme and like a fearefull Lad With tearefull Eyes adde Water to the Sea And giue more strength to that which hath too much Whiles in his moane the Ship splits on the Rock Which Industrie and Courage might haue sau'd Ah what a shame ah what a fault were this Say Warwicke was our Anchor what of that And Mountague our Top-Mast what of him Our slaught'red friends the Tackles what of these Why is not Oxford here another Anchor And Somerset another goodly Mast The friends of France our Shrowds and Tacklings And though vnskilfull why not Ned and I For once allow'd the skilfull Pilots Charge We will not from the Helme to sit and weepe But keepe our Course though the rough Winde say no From Shelues and Rocks that threaten vs with Wrack As good to chide the Waues as speake them faire And what is Edward but a ruthlesse Sea What Clarence but a Quick-sand of Deceit And Richard but a raged fatall Rocke All these the Enemies to our poore Barke Say you can swim alas 't is but a while Tread on the Sand why there you quickly sinke Bestride the Rock the Tyde will wash you off Or else you famish that 's a three-fold Death This speake I Lords to let you vnderstand If case some one of you would flye from vs That there 's no hop'd-for Mercy with the Brothers More then with ruthlesse Waues with Sands and Rocks Why courage then what cannot be auoided 'T were childish weakenesse to lament or feare Prince Me thinkes a Woman of this valiant Spirit Should if a Coward heard her speake these words Infuse his Breast with Magnanimitie And make him naked foyle a man at Armes I speake not this as doubting any here For did I but suspect a fearefull man He should haue leaue to goe away betimes Least in our need he might infect another And make him of like spirit to himselfe If any such be here as God forbid Let him depart before we neede his helpe Oxf. Women and Children of so high a courage And Warriors faint why 't were perpetuall shame Oh braue young Prince thy famous Grandfather Doth liue againe in thee long may'st thou liue To beare his Image and renew his Glories Som. And he that will not fight for such a hope Goe home to Bed and like the Owle by day If he arise be mock'd and wondred at Qu. Thankes gentle Somerset sweet Oxford thankes Prince And take his thankes that yet hath nothing else Enter a Messenger Mess Prepare you Lords for Edward is at hand Readie to fight therefore be resolute Oxf. I thought no lesse it is his Policie To haste thus fast to finde vs vnprouided Som. But hee 's deceiu'd we are in readinesse Qu. This cheares my heart to see your forwardnesse Oxf. Here pitch our Battaile hence we will not budge Flourish and march Enter Edward Richard Clarence and Souldiers Edw. Braue followers yonder stands the thornie Wood Which by the Heauens assistance and your strength Must by the Roots be hew'ne vp yet ere Night I need not adde more fuell to your fire For well I wot ye blaze to burne them out Giue signall to the fight and to it Lords Qu. Lords Knights and Gentlemen what I should say My teares gaine-say for euery word I speake Ye see I drinke the water of my eye Therefore no more but this Henry your Soueraigne Is Prisoner to the Foe his State vsurp'd His Realme a slaughter-house his Subiects slaine His Statutes cancell'd and his Treasure spent And yonder is the Wolfe that makes this spoyle You fight in Iustice then in Gods Name Lords Be valiant and giue signall to the fight Alarum Retreat Excursions Exeunt Flourish Enter Edward Richard Queene Clarence Oxford Somerset Edw. Now here a period of tumultuous Broyles Away with Oxford to Hames Castle straight For Somerset off with his guiltie Head Goe beare them hence I will not heare them speake Oxf. For my part I le not trouble thee with words Som. Nor I but stoupe with patience to my fortune Exeunt Qu. So part we sadly in this troublous World To meet with Ioy in sweet Ierusalem Edw. Is Proclamation made That who finds Edward Shall haue a high Reward and he his Life Rich. It is and loe where youthfull Edward comes Enter the Prince Edw. Bring forth the Gallant let vs heare him speake What can so young a Thorne begin to prick Edward what satisfaction canst thou make For bearing Armes for stirring vp my Subiects And all the trouble thou hast turn'd me to Prince Speake like a Subiect prowd ambitious Yorke Suppose that I am now my Fathers Mouth Resigne thy Chayre and where I stand kneele thou Whil'st I propose the selfe-same words to thee Which Traytor thou would'st haue me answer to Qu. Ah that thy Father had beene so resolu'd Rich. That you might still haue worne the Petticoat And ne're haue stolne the Breech from Lancaster Prince Let Aesop fable in a Winters Night His Currish Riddles sorts not with this place Rich. By Heauen Brat I le plague ye for that word Qu. I thou wast borne to be a plague to men Rich. For Gods sake take away this Captiue Scold Prince Nay take away this scolding Crooke-backe rather Edw. Peace wilfull Boy or I will charme your tongue Clar. Vntutor'd Lad thou art too malapert Prince I know my dutie you are all vndutifull Lasciuious Edward and thou periur'd George And thou mis-shapen Dicke I tell ye all I am your better Traytors as ye are And thou vsurp'st my Fathers right and mine Edw. Take that the likenesse of this Rayler here Stabs him Rich. Sprawl'st thou take that to end thy agonie Rich. stabs him Clar. And ther 's for twitting me with periurie Clar. stabs him Qu. Oh kill me too Rich. Marry and shall Offers to kill her Edw. Hold Richard hold for we haue done too much Rich. Why should shee liue to fill the World with words Edw. What doth shee swowne vse meanes for her recouerie Rich. Clarence excuse me to the King my Brother I le hence to London on a serious matter Ere ye come there be sure to heare some newes Cla. What what Rich. Tower the Tower Exit Qu.
boote because both they Matcht not the high perfection of my losse Thy Clarence he is dead that stab'd my Edward And the beholders of this franticke play Th' adulterate Hastings Riuers Vaughan Gray Vntimely smother'd in their dusky Graues Richard yet liues Hels blacke Intelligencer Onely reseru'd their Factor to buy soules And send them thither But at hand at hand Insues his pittious and vnpittied end Earth gapes Hell burnes Fiends roare Saints pray To haue him sodainly conuey'd from hence Cancell his bond of life deere God I pray That I may liue and say The Dogge is dead Qu. O thou did'st prophesie the time would come That I should wish for thee to helpe me curse That bottel'd Spider that foule bunch-back'd Toad Mar. I call'd thee then vaine flourish of my fortune I call'd thee then poore Shadow painted Queen The presentation of but what I was The flattering Index of a direfull Pageant One heau'd a high to be hurl'd downe below A Mother onely mockt with two faire Babes A dreame of what thou wast a garish Flagge To be the ayme of euery dangerous Shot A signe of Dignity a Breath a Bubble A Queene in ieast onely to fill the Scene Where is thy Husband now Where be thy Brothers Where be thy two Sonnes Wherein dost thou Ioy Who sues and kneeles and sayes God saue the Queene Where be the bending Peeres that flattered thee Where be the thronging Troopes that followed thee Decline all this and see what now thou art For happy Wife a most distressed Widdow For ioyfull Mother one that wailes the name For one being sued too one that humbly sues For Queene a very Caytiffe crown'd with care For she that scorn'd at me now scorn'd of me For she being feared of all now fearing one For she commanding all obey'd of none Thus hath the course of Iustice whirl'd about And left thee but a very prey to time Hauing no more but Thought of what thou wast To torture thee the more being what thou art Thou didst vsurpe my place and dost thou not Vsurpe the iust proportion of my Sorrow Now thy proud Necke beares halfe my burthen'd yoke From which euen heere I slip my wearied head And leaue the burthen of it all on thee Farwell Yorkes wife and Queene of sad mischance These English woes shall make me smile in France Qu. O thou well skill'd in Curses stay a-while And teach me how to curse mine enemies Mar. Forbeare to sleepe the night and fast the day Compare dead happinesse with liuing woe Thinke that thy Babes were sweeter then they were And he that slew them fowler then he is Bett'ring thy losse makes the bad causer worse Reuoluing this will teach thee how to Curse Qu. My words are dull O quicken them with thine Mar. Thy woes will make them sharpe And pierce like mine Exit Margaret Dut. Why should calamity be full of words Qu. Windy Atturnies to their Clients Woes Ayery succeeders of intestine ioyes Poore breathing Orators of miseries Let them haue scope though what they will impart Helpe nothing els yet do they ease the hart Dut. If so then be not Tongue-ty'd go with me And in the breath of bitter words let 's smother My damned Son that thy two sweet Sonnes smother'd The Trumpet sounds be copious in exclaimes Enter King Richard and his Traine Rich. Who intercepts me in my Expedition Dut. O she that might haue intercepted thee By strangling thee in her accursed wombe From all the slaughters Wretch that thou hast done Qu. Hid'st thou that Forhead with a Golden Crowne Where 't should be branded if that right were right The slaughter of the Prince that ow'd that Crowne And the dyre death of my poore Sonnes and Brothers Tell me thou Villaine-flaue where are my Children Dut. Thou Toad thou Toade Where is thy Brother Clarence And little Ned Plantagenet his Sonne Qu. Where is the gentle Riuers Vaughan Gray Dut. Where is kinde Hastings Rich. A flourish Trumpets strike Alarum Drummes Let not the Heauens heare these Tell-tale women Raile on the Lords Annointed Strike I say Flourish Alarums Either be patient and intreat me fayre Or with the clamorous report of Warre Thus will I drowne your exclamations Dut. Art thou my Sonne Rich. I I thanke God my Father and your selfe Dut. Then patiently heare my impatience Rich. Madam I haue a touch of your condition That cannot brooke the accent of reproofe Dut. O let me speake Rich. Do then but I le not heare Dut I will be milde and gentle in my words Rich. And breefe good Mother for I am in hast Dut. Art thou so hasty I haue staid for thee God knowes in torment and in agony Rich. And came I not at last to comfort you Dut. No by the holy Rood thou know'st it well Thou cam'st on earth to make the earth my Hell A greeuous burthen was thy Birth to me Tetchy and wayward was thy Infancie Thy School-daies frightfull desp'rate wilde and furious Thy prime of Manhood daring bold and venturous Thy Age confirm'd proud subtle slye and bloody More milde but yet more harmfull Kinde in hatred What comfortable houre canst thou name That euer grac'd me with thy company Rich. Faith none but Humfrey Hower That call'd your Grace To Breakefast once forth of my company If I be so disgracious in your eye Let me march on and not offend you Madam Strike vp the Drumme Dut. I prythee heare me speake Rich. You speake too bitterly Dut. Heare me a word For I shall neuer speake to thee againe Rich. So. Dut. Either thou wilt dye by Gods iust ordinance Ere from this warre thou turne a Conqueror Or I with greefe and extreame Age shall perish And neuer more behold thy face againe Therefore take with thee my most greeuous Curse Which in the day of Battell tyre thee more Then all the compleat Armour that thou wear'st My Prayers on the aduerse party fight And there the little soules of Edwards Children Whisper the Spirits of thine Enemies And promise them Successe and Victory Bloody thou art bloody will be thy end Shame serues thy life and doth thy death attend Exit Qu. Though far more cause yet much lesse spirit to curse Abides in me I say Amen to her Rich. Stay Madam I must talke a word with you Qu. I haue no more sonnes of the Royall Blood For thee to slaughter For my Daughters Richard They shall be praying Nunnes not weeping Queenes And therefore leuell not to hit their liues Rich. You haue a daughter call'd Elizabeth Vertuous and Faire Royall and Gracious Qu. And must she dye for this O let her liue And I le corrupt her Manners staine her Beauty Slander my Selfe as false to Edwards bed Throw ouer her the vaile of Infamy So she may liue vnscarr'd of bleeding slaughter I will confesse she was not Edwards daughter Rich. Wrong not her Byrth she is a Royall Princesse Qu. To saue her life I le say she is not so Rich. Her life is
Menelaus Vlisses Nestor Calcas c. Aga. Here art thou in appointment fresh and faire Anticipating time With starting courage Giue with thy Trumpet a loud note to Troy Thou dreadfull Aiax that the appauled aire May pierce the head of the great Combatant And hale him hither Aia. Thou Trumpet ther 's my purse Now cracke thy lungs and split thy brasen pipe Blow villaine till thy sphered Bias cheeke Out-swell the collicke of puft Aquilon Come stretch thy chest and let thy eyes spout bloud Thou blowest for Hector Vlis No Trumpet answers Achil. 'T is but early dayes Aga. Is not yong Diomed with Calcas daughter Vlis 'T is he I ken the manner of his gate He rises on the toe that spirit of his In aspiration lifts him from the earth Aga. Is this the Lady Cressid Dio. Euen she Aga. Most deerely welcome to the Greekes sweete Lady Nest Our Generall doth salute you with a kisse Vlis Yet is the kindenesse but particular 't were better she were kist in generall Nest And very courtly counsell I le begin So much for Nestor Achil. I le take that winter from your lips faire Lady Achilles bids you welcome Mene. I had good argument for kissing once Patro. But that 's no argument for kissing now For thus pop't Paris in his hardiment Vlis Oh deadly gall and theame of all our scornes For which we loose our heads to gild his hornes Patro. The first was Menelaus kisse this mine Patroclus kisses you Mene. Oh this is trim Patr. Paris and I kisse euermore for him Mene. I le haue my kisse sir Lady by your leaue Cres In kissing doe you render or receiue Patr. Both take and giue Cres I le make my match to liue The kisse you take is better then you giue therefore no kisse Mene. I le giue you boote I le giue you three for one Cres You are an odde man giue euen or giue none Mene. An odde man Lady euery man is odde Cres No Paris is not for you know 't is true That you are odde and he is euen with you Mene. You fillip me a' th' head Cres No I le be sworne Vlis It were no match your naile against his horne May I sweete Lady beg a kisse of you Cres You may Vlis I doe desire it Cres Why begge then Vlis Why then for Venus sake giue me a kisse When Hellen is a maide againe and his Cres I am your debtor claime it when 't is due Vlis Neuer's my day and then a kisse of you Diom. Lady a word I le bring you to your Father Nest A woman of quicke sence Vlis Fie fie vpon her Ther 's a language in her eye her cheeke her lip Nay her foote speakes her wanton spirites looke out At euery ioynt and motiue of her body Oh these encounterers so glib of tongue That giue a coasting welcome ete it comes And wide vnclaspe the tables of their thoughts To euery tickling reader set them downe For sluttish spoyles of opportunitie And daughters of the game Exeunt Enter all of Troy Hector Paris Aeneas Helenus and Attendants Florish All. The Troians Trumpet Aga. Yonder comes the troope Aene. Haile all you state of Greece what shal be done To him that victory commands or doe you purpose A victor shall be knowne will you the Knights Shall to the edge of all extremitie Pursue each other or shall be diuided By any voyce or order of the field Hector bad aske Aga. Which way would Hector haue it Aene. He cares not hee le obey conditions Aga. 'T is done like Hector but securely done A little proudly and great deale disprising The Knight oppos'd Aene. If not Achilles sir what is your name Achil. If not Achilles nothing Aene. Therefore Achilles but what ere know this In the extremity of great and little Valour and pride excell themselues in Hector The one almost as infinite as all The other blanke as nothing weigh him well And that which lookes like pride is curtesie This Aiax is halfe made of Hectors bloud In loue whereof halfe Hector staies at home Halfe heart halfe hand halfe Hector comes to seeke This blended Knight halfe Troian and halfe Greeke Achil. A maiden battaile then O I perceiue you Aga. Here is sir Diomed goe gentle Knight Stand by our Aiax as you and Lord Aeneas Consent vpon the order of their fight So be it either to the vttermost Or else a breach the Combatants being kin Halfe stints their strife before their strokes begin Vlis They are oppos'd already Aga. What Troian is that same that lookes so heauy Vlis The yongest Sonne of Priam A true Knight they call him Troylus Not yet mature yet matchlesse firme of word Speaking in deedes and deedelesse in his tongue Not soone prouok't nor being prouok't soone calm'd His heart and hand both open and both free For what he has he giues what thinkes he shewes Yet giues he not till iudgement guide his bounty Nor dignifies an impaire thought with breath Manly as Hector but more dangerous For Hector in his blaze of wrath subscribes To tender obiects but he in heate of action Is more vindecatiue then iealous loue They call him Troylus and on him erect A second hope as fairely built as Hector Thus saies Aeneas one that knowes the youth Euen to his inches and with priuate soule Did in great Illion thus translate him to me Alarum Aga. They are in action Nest Now Aiax hold thine owne Troy Hector thou sleep'st awake thee Aga. His blowes are wel dispos'd there Aiax trūpets cease Diom. You must no more Aene. Princes enough so please you Aia. I am not warme yet let vs fight againe Diom. As Hector pleases Hect. Why then will I no more Thou art great Lord my Fathers sisters Sonne A cousen german to great Priams seede The obligation of our bloud forbids A gorie emulation 'twixt vs twaine Were thy commixion Greeke and Troian so That thou could'st say this hand is Grecian all And this is Troian the sinewes of this Legge All Greeke and this all Troy my Mothers bloud Runs on the dexter cheeke and this sinister Bounds in my fathers by Ioue multipotent Thou should'st not beare from me a Greekish member Wherein my sword had not impressure made Of our ranke feud but the iust gods gainsay That any drop thou borrwd'st from thy mother My sacred Aunt should by my mortall Sword Be drained Let me embrace thee Aiax By him that thunders thou hast lustie Armes Hector would haue them fall vpon him thus Cozen all honor to thee Aia. I thanke thee Hector Thou art too gentle and too free a man I came to kill thee Cozen and beare hence A great addition earned in thy death Hect. Not Neoptolymus so mirable On whose bright crest fame with her lowd'st O yes Cries This is he could'st promise to himselfe A thought of added honor torne from Hector Aene. There is expectance here from both the sides What further you will doe Hect. Wee le answere it
me else Dio. Giue me some token for the surety of it Cres I le fetch you one Exit Vlis You haue sworne patience Troy Feare me not sweete Lord. I will not be my selfe nor haue cognition Of what I feele I am all patience Enter Cressid Ther. Now the pledge now now now Cres Here Diomed keepe this Sleeue Troy O beautie where is thy Faith Vlis My Lord. Troy I will be patient outwardly I will Cres You looke vpon that Sleeue behold it well He lou'd me O false wench giue 't me againe Dio. Whose was 't Cres It is no matter now I haue 't againe I will not meete with you to morrow night I prythee Diomed visite me no more Ther. Now she sharpens well said Whetstone Dio. I shall haue it Cres What this Dio. I that Cres O all you gods O prettie prettie pledge Thy Maister now lies thinking in his bed Of thee and me and sighes and takes my Gloue And giues memoriall daintie kisses to it As I kisse thee Dio. Nay doe not snatch it from me Cres He that takes that rakes my heart withall Dio. I had your heart before this followes it Troy I did sweare patience Cres You shall not haue it Diomed faith you shall not I le giue you something else Dio. I will haue this whose was it Cres It is no matter Dio. Come tell me whose it was Cres 'T was one that lou'd me better then you will But now you haue it take it Dio. Whose was it Cres By all Dianaâ— waiting women yond And by her selfe I will not tell you whose Dio. To morrow will I weare it on my Helme And grieue his spirit that dares not challenge it Troy Wert thou the diuell and wor'st it on thy horne It should be challeng'd Cres Well well 't is done 't is past and yet it is not I will not keepe my word Dio. Why then farewell Thou neuer shalt mocke Diomed againe Cres You shall not goe one cannot speake a word But it strait starts you Dio. I doe not like this fooling Ther. Nor I by Pluto but that that likes not me pleases me best Dio. What shall I come the houre Cres I come O Ioue doe come I shall be plagu'd Dio. Farewell till then Exit Cres Good night I prythee come Troylus farewell one eye yet lookes on thee But with my heart the other eye doth see Ah poore our sexe this fault in vs I finde The errour of our eye directs our minde What errour leads must erre O then conclude Mindes swai'd by eyes are full of turpitude Exit Ther. A proofe of strength she could not publish more Vnlesse she say my minde is now turn'd whore Vlis Al 's done my Lord. Troy It is Vlis Why stay we then Troy To make a recordation to my soule Of euery syllable that here was spoke But if I tell how these two did coact Shall I not lye in publishing a truth Sith yet there is a credence in my heart An esperance so obstinately strong That doth inuert that test of eyes and eares As if those organs had deceptious functions Created onely to calumniate Was Cressed here Vlis I cannot coniure Troian Troy She was not sure Vlis Most sure she was Troy Why my negation hath no taste of madnesse Vlis Nor mine my Lord Cressid was here but now Troy Let it not be beleeu'd for womanhood Thinke we had mothers doe not giue aduantage To stubborne Criticks apt without a theame For deprauation to square the generall sex By Cressids rule Rather thinke this not Cressid Vlis What hath she done Prince that can soyle our mothers Troy Nothing at all vnlesse that this were she Ther. Will he swagger himselfe out on 's owne eyes Troy This she no this is Diomids Cressidâ— If beautie haue a soule this is not she If soules guide vowes if vowes are sanctimonie If sanctimonie be the gods delight If there be rule in vnitie it selfe This is not she O madnesse of discourse That cause sets vp with and against thy selfe By foule authoritie where reason can reuolt Without perdition and losse assume all reason Without reuolt This is and is not Cressid Within my soule there doth conduce a fight Of this strange nature that a thing inseperate Diuides more wider then the skie and earth And yet the spacious bredth of this diuision Admits no Orifex for a point as subtle As Ariachnes broken woofe to enter Instance O instance strong as Plutoes gates Cressid is mine tied with the bonds of heauen Instance O instance strong as heauen it selfe The bonds of heauen are slipt dissolu'd and loos'd And with another knot fiue finger tied The fractions of her faith orts of her loue The fragments scraps the bits and greazie reliques Of her ore-eaten faith are bound to Diomed Vlis May worthy Troylus be halfe attached With that which here his passion doth expresse Troy I Greeke and that shall be divulged well In Characters as red as Mars his heart Inflam'd with Venus neuer did yong man fancy With so eternall and so fixt a soule Harke Greek as much I doe Cressida loue So much by weight hate I her Diomed That Sleeue is mine that hee le beare in his Helme Were it a Caske compos'd by Vulcans skill My Sword should bite it Not the dreadfull spout Which Shipmen doe the Hurricano call Constring'd in masse by the almighty Fenne Shall dizzie with more clamour Neptunes eare In his discent then shall my prompted sword Falling on Diomed. Ther. Hee le tickle it for his concupie Troy O Cressid O false Cressid false false false Let all vntruths stand by thy stained name And they le seeme glorious Vlis O containe your selfe Your passion drawes eares hither Enter Aeneas Aene. I haue beene seeking you this houre my Lord Hector by this is arming him in Troy Aiax your Guard staies to conduct you home Troy Haue with you Prince my curteous Lord adew Farewell reuolted faire and Diomed Stand fast and weare a Castle on thy head Vli. I le bring you to the Gates Troy Accept distracted thankes Exeunt Troylus Aeneas and Vlisses Ther. Would I could meete that roague Diomed I would croke like a Rauen I would bode I would bode Patroclus will giue me any thing for the intelligence of this whore the Parrot will not doe more for an Almond then he for a commodious drab Lechery lechery still warres and lechery nothing else holds fashion A burning diuell take them Enter Hecter and Andromache And. When was my Lord so much vngently temper'd To stop his eares against admonishment Vnarme vnarme and doe not fight to day Hect. You traine me to offend you get you gone By the euerlasting gods I le goe And. My dreames will sure proue ominous to the day Hect. No more I say Enter Cassandra Cassa Where is my brother Hector And. Here sister arm'd and bloudy in intent Consort with me in loud and deere petition Pursue we him on knees for I haue dreampt Of bloudy
Why sir that is as fit as can be to serue for your Oration and let him deliuer the Pigions to the Emperour from you Tit. Tell mee can you deliuer an Oration to the Emperour with a Grace Clowne Nay truely sir I could neuer say grace in all my life Tit. Sirrah come hither make no more adoe But giue your Pigeons to the Emperour By me thou shalt haue Iustice at his hands Hold hold meane while her 's money for thy charges Giue me pen and inke Sirrah can you with a Grace deliuer a Supplication Clowne I sir Titus Then here is a Supplication for you and when you come to him at the first approach you must kneele then kisse his foote then deliuer vp your Pigeons and then looke for your reward I le be at hand sir see you do it brauely Clowne I warrant you sir let me alone Tit. Sirrha hast thou a knife Come let me see it Heere Marcus fold it in the Oration For thou hast made it like an humble Suppliant And when thou hast giuen it the Emperour Knocke at my dore and tell me what he sayes Clowne God be with you sir I will Exit Tit. Come Marcus let vs goe Publius follow me Exeunt Enter Emperour and Empresse and her two sonnes the Emperour brings the Arrowes in his hand that Titus shot at him Satur. Why Lords What wrongs are these was euer seene An Emperour in Rome thus ouerborne Troubled Confronted thus and for the extent Of eg all iustice vs'd in such contempt My Lords you know the mightfull Gods How euer these disturbers of our peace Buz in the peoples eares there nought hath past But euen with law against the willfull Sonnes Of old Andronicus And what and if His sorrowes haue so ouerwhelm'd his wits Shall we be thus afflicted in his wreakes His fits his frenzie and his bitternesse And now he writes to heauen for his redresse See heere 's to Ioue and this to Mercury This to Apollo this to the God of warre Sweet scrowles to flie about the streets of Rome What 's this but Libelling against the Senate And blazoning our Iniustice euery where A goodly humour is it not my Lords As who would say in Rome no Iustice were But if I liue his fained extasies Shall be no shelter to these outrages But he and his shall know that Iustice liues In Saturninus health whom if he sleepe Hee 'l so awake as he in fury shall Cut off the proud'st Conspirator that liues Tamo My gracious Lord my louely Saturnine Lord of my life Commander of my thoughts Calme thee and beare the faults of Titus age Th' effects of sorrow for his valiant Sonnes Whose losse hath pier'st him deepe and scar'd his heart And rather comfort his distressed plight Then prosecute the meanest or the best For these contempts Why thus it shall become High witted Tamora to glose with all Aside But Titus I haue touch'd thee to the quicke Thy life blood out If Aaron now be wise Then is all safe the Anchor 's in the Port. Enter Clowne How now good fellow would'st thou speake with vs Clow. Yea forsooth and your Mistership be Emperiall Tam. Empresse I am but yonder sits the Emperour Clo. 'T is he God Saint Stephen giue you good den I haue brought you a Letter a couple of Pigions heere He reads the Letter Satu. Goe take him away and hang him presently Clowne How much money must I haue Tam. Come sirrah you must be hang'd Clow. Hang'd ber Lady then I haue brought vp a neck to a faire end Exit Satu. Despightfull and intollerable wrongs Shall I endure this monstrous villany I know from whence this same deuise proceedes May this be borne As if his traytrous Sonnes That dy'd by law for murther of our Brother Haue by my meanes beene butcher'd wrongfully Goe dragge the villaine hither by the haire Nor Age nor Honour shall shape priuiledge For this proud mocke I le be thy slaughter man Sly franticke wretch that holp'st to make me great In hope thy selfe should gouerne Rome and me Enter Nuntius Emillius Satur. What newes with thee Emillius Emil. Arme my Lords Rome neuer had more cause The Gothes haue gather'd head and with a power Of high resolued men bent to the spoyle They hither march amaine vnder conduct Of Lucius Sonne to old Andronicus Who threats in course of this reuenge to do As much as euer Coriolanus did King Is warlike Lucius Generall of the Gothes These tydings nip me and I hang the head As flowers with frost or grasse beat downe with stormes I now begins our sorrowes to approach 'T is he the common people loue so much My selfe hath often heard them say When I haue walked like a priuate man That Lucius banishment was wrongfully And they haue wisht that Lucius were their Emperour Tam. Why should you feare Is not our City strong King I but the Cittizens fauour Lucius And will reuolt from me to succour him Tam. King be thy thoughts Imperious like thy name Is the Sunne dim'd that Gnats do flie in it The Eagle suffers little Birds to sing And is not carefull what they meane thereby Knowing that with the shadow of his wings He can at pleasure stint their melodie Euen so mayest thou the giddy men of Rome Then cheare thy spirit for know thou Emperour I will enchaunt the old Andronicus With words more sweet and yet more dangerous Then baites to fish or hony stalkes to sheepe When as the one is wounded with the baite The other rotted with delicious foode King But he will not entreat his Sonne for vs. Tam. If Tamora entreat him then he will For I can smooth and fill his aged eare With golden promises that were his heart Almost Impregnable his old eares deafe Yet should both eare and heart obey my tongue Goe thou before to our Embassadour Say that the Emperour requests a parly Of warlike Lucius and appoint the meeting King Emillius do this message Honourably And if he stand in Hostage for his safety Bid him demaund what pledge will please him best Emill Your bidding shall I do effectually Exit Tam. Now will I to that old Andronicus And temper him with all the Art I haue To plucke proud Lucius from the warlike Gothes And now sweet Emperour be blithe againe And bury all thy feare in my deuises Satu. Then goe successantly and plead for him Exit Actus Quintus Flourish Enter Lucius with an Army of Gothes with Drum and Souldiers Luci. Approued warriours and my faithfull Friends I haue receiued Letters from great Rome Which signifies what hate they beare their Emperour And how desirous of our sight they are Therefore great Lords be as your Titles witnesse Imperious and impatient of your wrongs And wherein Rome hath done you any scathe Let him make treble satisfaction Goth. Braue slip sprung from the Great Andronicus Whose name was once our terrour now our comfort Whose high exploits and honourable Deeds Ingratefull Rome requites
thee 't is so thou singly honest man Heere take the Gods out of my miserie Ha's sent thee Treasure Go liue rich and happy But thus condition'd Thou shalt build from men Hate all curse all shew Charity to none But let the famisht flesh slide from the Bone Ere thou releeue the Begger Giue to dogges What thou denyest to men Let Prisons swallow 'em Debts wither'em to nothing be men like blasted woods And may Diseases licke vp their false bloods And so farewell and thriue Stew. O let me stay and comfort you my Master Tim. If thou hat'st Curses Stay not flye whil'st thou art blest and free Ne're see thou man and let me ne're see thee Exit Enter Poet and Painter Pain As I tooke note of the place it cannot be farre where he abides Poet. What 's to be thought of him Does the Rumor hold for true That hee 's so full of Gold Painter Certaine Alcibiades reports it Phrinica and Timandylo Had Gold of him He likewise enrich'd Poore stragling Souldiers with great quantity 'T is saide he gaue vnto his Steward A mighty summe Poet. Then this breaking of his Ha's beene but a Try for his Friends Painter Nothing else You shall see him a Palme in Athens againe And flourish with the highest Therefore 't is not amisse we tender our loues To him in this suppos'd distresse of his It will shew honestly in vs And is very likely to loade our purposes With what they trauaile for If it be a iust and true report that goes Of his hauing Poet. What haue you now To present vnto him Painter Nothing at this time But my Visitation onely I will promise him An excellent Peece Poet. I must serue him so too Tell him of an intent that 's comming toward him Painter Good as the best Promising is the verie Ayre o' th' Time It opens the eyes of Expectation Performance is euer the duller for his acte And but in the plainer and simpler kinde of people The deede of Saying is quite out of vse To Promise is most Courtly and fashionable Performance is a kinde of Will or Testament Which argues a great sicknesse in his iudgement That makes it Enter Timon from his Caue Timon Excellent Workeman Thou canst not paint a man so badde As is thy selfe Poet. I am thinking What I shall say I haue prouided for him It must be a personating of himselfe A Satyre against the softnesse of Prosperity With a Discouerie of the infinite Flatteries That follow youth and opulencie Timon Must thou needes Stand for a Villaine in thine owne Worke Wilt thou whip thine owne faults in other men Do so I haue Gold for thee Poet. Nay let 's seeke him Then do we sinne against our owne estate When we may profit meete and come too late Painter True When the day serues before blacke-corner'd night Finde what thou want'st by free and offer'd light Come Tim. I le meete you at the turne What a Gods Gold that he is worshipt In a baser Temple then where Swine feede 'T is thou that rigg'st the Barke and plow'st the Fome Setlest admired reuerence in a Slaue To thee be worshipt and thy Saints for aye Be crown'd with Plagues that thee alone obay Fit I meet them Poet. Haile worthy Timon Pain Our late Noble Master Timon Haue I once liu'd To see two honest men Poet. Sir Hauing often of your open Bounty tasted Hearing you were retyr'd your Friends falne off Whose thankelesse Natures O abhorred Spirits Not all the Whippes of Heauen are large enough What to you Whose Starre-like Noblenesse gaue life and influence To their whole being I am rapt and cannot couer The monstrous bulke of this Ingratitude With any size of words Timon Let it go Naked men may see 't the better You that are honest by being what you are Make them best seene and knowne Pain He and my selfe Haue trauail'd in the great showre of your guifts And sweetly felt it Timon I you are honest man Painter We are hither come To offer you our seruice Timon Most honest men Why how shall I requite you Can you eate Roots and drinke cold water no Both. What we can do Wee 'l do to do you seruice Tim. Y' are honest men Y' haue heard that I haue Gold I am sure you haue speake truth y' are honest men Pain So it is said my Noble Lord but therefore Came not my Friend nor I. Timon Good honest men Thou draw'st a counterfet Best in all Athens th' art indeed the best Thou counterfet'st most liuely Pain So so my Lord. Tim. E'ne so sir as I say And for thy fiction Why thy Verse swels with stuffe so fine and smooth That thou art euen Naturall in thine Art But for all this my honest Natur'd friends I must needs say you haue a little fault Marry 't is not monstrous in you neither wish I You take much paines to mend Both. Beseech your Honour To make it knowne to vs. Tim. You 'l take it ill Both. Most thankefully my Lord. Timon Will you indeed Both. Doubt it not worthy Lord. Tim. There 's neuer a one of you but trusts a Knaue That mightily deceiues you Both. Do we my Lord Tim. I and you heare him cogge See him dissemble Know his grosse patchery loue him feede him Keepe in your bosome yet remaine assur'd That he 's a made-vp-Villaine Pain I know none such my Lord. Poet. Nor I. Timon Looke you I loue you well I le giue you Gold Rid me these Villaines from your companies Hang them or stab them drowne them in a draught Confound them by some course and come to me I le giue you Gold enough Both. Name them my Lord let 's know them Tim. You that way and you this But two in Company Each man a part all single and alone Yet an arch Villaine keepes him company If where thou art two Villaines shall not be Come not neere him If thou would'st not recide But where one Villaine is then him abandon Hence packe there 's Gold you came for Gold ye slaues You haue worke for me there 's payment hence You are an Alcumist make Gold of that Out Rascall dogges Exeunt Enter Steward and two Senators Stew. It is vaine that you would speake with Timon For he is set so onely to himselfe That nothing but himselfe which lookes like man Is friendly with him 1. Sen. Bring vs to his Caue It is our part and promise to th' Athenians To speake with Timon 2. Sen. At all times alike Men are not still the same 't was Time and Greefes That fram'd him thus Time with his fairer hand Offering the Fortunes of his former dayes The former man may make him bring vs to him And chanc'd it as it may Stew. Heere is his Caue Peace and content be heere Lord Timon Timon Looke out and speake to Friends Th' Athenians By two of their most reuerend Senate greet thee Speake to them Noble Timon Enter Timon out of his Canâ— Tim. Thou
Cassi Good I will expect you Cask Doe so farewell both Exit Brut. What a blunt fellow is this growne to be He was quick Mettle when he went to Schoole Cassi So is he now in execution Of any bold or Noble Enterprize How-euer he puts on this tardie forme This Rudenesse is a Sawce to his good Wit Which giues men stomacke to disgest his words With better Appetite Brut. And so it is For this time I will leaue you To morrow if you please to speake with me I will come home to you or if you will Come home to me and I will wait for you Cassi I will doe so till then thinke of the World Exit Brutus Well Brutus thou art Noble yet I see Thy Honorable Mettle may be wrought From that it is dispos'd therefore it is meet That Noble mindes keepe euer with their likes For who so firme that cannot be seduc'd Caesar doth beare me hard but he loues Brutus If I were Brutus now and he were Cassius He should not humor me I will this Night In seuerall Hands in at his Windowes throw As if they came from seuerall Citizens Writings all tending to the great opinion That Rome holds of his Name wherein obscurely Caesars Ambition shall be glanced at And after this let Caesar seat him sure For wee will shake him or worse dayes endure Exit Thunder and Lightning Enter Caska and Cicero Cic. Good euen Caska brought you Caesar home Why are you breathlesse and why stare you so Cask Are not you mou'd when all the sway of Earth Shakes like a thing vnfirme O Cicero I haue seene Tempests when the scolding Winds Haue riu'd the knottie Oakes and I haue seene Th' ambitious Ocean swell and rage and foame To be exalted with the threatning Clouds But neuer till to Night neuer till now Did I goe through a Tempest-dropping-fire Eyther there is a Ciuill strife in Heauen Or else the World too sawcie with the Gods Incenses them to send destruction Cic. Why saw you any thing more wonderfull Cask A common slaue you know him well by sight Held vp his left Hand which did flame and burne Like twentie Torches ioyn'd and yet his Hand Not sensible of fire remain'd vnscorch'd Besides I ha'not since put vp my Sword Against the Capitoll I met a Lyon Who glaz'd vpon me and went surly by Without annoying me And there were drawne Vpon a heape a hundred gastly Women Transformed with their feare who swore they saw Men all in fire walke vp and downe the streetes And yesterday the Bird of Night did sit Euen at Noone-day vpon the Market place Howting and shreeking When these Prodigies Doe so conioyntly meet let not men say These are their Reasons they are Naturall For I beleeue they are portentous things Vnto the Clymate that they point vpon Cic. Indeed it is a strange disposed time But men may construe things after their fashion Cleane from the purpose of the things themselues Comes Caesar to the Capitoll to morrow Cask He doth for he did bid Antonio Send word to you he would be there to morrow Cic. Good-night then Caska This disturbed Skie is not walke in Cask Farewell Cicero Exit Cicero Enter Cassius Cassi Who 's there Cask A Romane Cassi Caska by your Voyce Cask Your Eare is good Cassius what Night is this Cassi A very pleasing Night 〈◊〉 sâ—en Cask Who euer knew the Heauens menace so Cassi Those that haue knowne the Earth so full of faults For my part I haue walk'd about the streets Submitting me vnto the perillous Night And thus vnbraced Caska as you see Haue bar'd my Bosome to the Thunder-stone And when the crosse blew Lightning seem'd to open The Brest of Heauen I did present my selfe Euen in the ayme and very flash of it Cask But wherefore did you so much tempt the Heauens It is the part of men to feare and tremble When the most mightie Gods by tokens send Such dreadfull Heraulds to astonish vs. Cassi You are dull Caska And those sparkes of Life that should be in a Roman You doe want or else you vse not You looke pale and gaze and put on feare And cast your selfe in wonder To see the strange impatience of the Heauens But if you would consider the true cause Why all these Fires why all these gliding Ghosts Why Birds and Beasts from qualitie and kinde Why Old men Fooles and Children calculate Why all these things change from their Ordinance Their Natures and pre-formed Faculties To monstrous qualitie why you shall finde That Heauen hath infus'd them with these Spirits To make them Instruments of feare and warning Vnto some monstrous State Now could I Caska name to thee a man Most like this dreadfull Night That Thunders Lightens opens Graues and roares As doth the Lyon in the Capitoll A man no mightier then thy selfe or me In personall action yet prodigious growne And fearefull as these strange eruptions are Cask 'T is Caesar that you meane It is not Cassius Cassi Let it be who it is for Romans now Haue Thewes and Limbes like to their Ancestors But woe the while our Fathers mindes are dead And we are gouern'd with our Mothers spirits Our yoake and sufferance shew vs Womanish Cask Indeed they say the Senators to morrow Meane to establish Caesar as a King And he shall weare his Crowne by Sea and Land In euery place saue here in Italy Cassi I know where I will weare this Dagger then Cassius from Bondage will deliuer Cassius Therein yee Gods you make the weake most strong Therein yee Gods you Tyrants doe defeat Nor Stonie Tower nor Walls of beaten Brasse Nor ayre-lesse Dungeon nor strong Linkes of Iron Can be retentiue to the strength of spirit But Life being wearie of these worldly Barres Neuer lacks power to dismisse it selfe If I know this know all the World besides That part of Tyrannie that I doe beare I can shake off at pleasure Thunder still Cask So can I So euery Bond-man in his owne hand beares The power to cancell his Captiuitie Cassi And why should Caesar be a Tyrant then Poore man I know he would not be a Wolfe But that he sees the Romans are but Sheepe He were no Lyon were not Romans Hindes Those that with haste will make a mightie fire Begin it with weake Strawes What trash is Rome What Rubbish and what Offall when it serues For the base matter to illuminate So vile a thing as Caesar But oh Griefe Where hast-thou led me I perhaps speake this Before a willing Bond-man then I know My answere must be made But I am arm'd And dangers are to me indifferent Cask You speake to Caska and to such a man That is no flearing Tell-tale Hold my Hand Be factious for redresse of all these Griefes And I will set this foot of mine as farre As who goes farthest Cassi There 's a Bargaine made Now know you Caska I haue mou'd already Some certaine of the Noblest minded Romans To vnder-goe with me
the yeare Some two moneths hence vp higher toward the North He first presents his fire and the high East Stands as the Capitoll directly heere Bru. Giue me your hands all ouer one by one Cas And let vs sweare our Resolution Brut. No not an Oath if not the Face of men The sufferance of our Soules the times Abuse If these be Motiues weake breake off betimes And euery man hence to his idle bed So let high-sighted-Tyranny range on Till each man drop by Lottery But if these As I am sure they do beare fire enough To kindle Cowards and to steele with valour The melting Spirits of women Then Countrymen What neede we any spurre but our owne cause To pricke vs to redresse What other Bond Then secret Romans that haue spoke the word And will not palter And what other Oath Then Honesty to Honesty ingag'd That this shall be or we will fall for it Sweare Priests and Cowards and men Cautelous Old feeble Carrions and such suffering Soules That welcome wrongs Vnto bad causes sweare Such Creatures as men doubt but do not staine The euen vertue of our Enterprize Nor th' insuppressiue Mettle of our Spirits To thinke that or our Cause or our Performance Did neede an Oath When euery drop of blood That euery Roman beares and Nobly beares Is guilty of a seuerall Bastordie If he do breake the smallest Particle Of any promise that hath past from him Cas But what of Cicero Shall we sound him I thinke he will stand very strong with vs. Cask Let vs not leaue him out Cyn. No by no meanes Metel O let vs haue him for his Siluer haires Will purchase vs a good opinion And buy mens voyces to commend our deeds It shall be sayd his iudgement rul'd our hands Our youths and wildenesse shall no whit appeare But all be buried in his Grauity Bru. O name him not let vs not breake with him For he will neuer follow any thing That other men begin Cas Then leaue him out Cask Indeed he is not fit Decius Shall no man else be toucht but onely Caesar Cas Decius well vrg'd I thinke it is not meet Marke Antony so well belou'd of Caesar Should out-liue Caesar we shall finde of him A shrew'd Contriuer And you know his meanes If he improue them may well stretch so farre As to annoy vs all which to preuent Let Antony and Caesar fall together Bru. Our course will seeme too bloody Caius Cassius To cut the Head off and then hacke the Limbes Like Wrath in death and Enuy afterwards For Antony is but a Limbe of Caesar Let 's be Sacrificers but not Butchers Caius We all stand vp against the spirit of Caesar And in the Spirit of men there is no blood O that we then could come by Caesars Spirit And not dismember Caesar But alas Caesar must bleed for it And gentle Friends Let 's kill him Boldly but not Wrathfully Let 's carue him as a Dish fit for the Gods Not hew him as a Carkasse fit for Hounds And let our Hearts as subtle Masters do Stirre vp their Seruants to an acte of Rage And after seeme to chide ' em This shall make Our purpose Necessary and not Enuious Which so appearing to the common eyes We shall be call'd Purgers not Murderers And for Marke Antony thinke not of him For he can do no more then Caesars Arme When Caesars head is off Cas Yet I feare him For in the ingrafted loue he beares to Caesar Bru. Alas good Cassius do not thinke of him If he loue Caesar all that he can do Is to himselfe take thought and dye for Caesar And that were much he should for he is giuen To sports to wildenesse and much company Treb. There is no feare in him let him not dye For he will liue and laugh at this heereafter Clocke strikes Bru. Peace count the Clocke Cas The Clocke hath stricken three Treb. 'T is time to part Cass But it is doubtfull yet Whether Caesar will come forth to day or no For he is Superstitious growne of late Quite from the maine Opinion he held once Of Fantasie of Dreames and Ceremonies It may be these apparant Prodigies The vnaccustom'd Terror of this night And the perswasion of his Augurers May hold him from the Capitoll to day Decius Neuer feare that If he be so resolu'd I can ore-sway him For he loues to heare That Vnicornes may be betray'd with Trees And Beares with Glasses Elephants with Holes Lyons with Toyles and men with Flatterers But when I tell him he hates Flatterers He sayes he does being then most flattered Let me worke For I can giue his humour the true bent And I will bring him to the Capitoll Cas Nay we will all of vs be there to fetch him Bru. By the eight houre is that the vttermost Cin. Be that the vttermost and faile not then Met. Caius Ligarius doth beare Caesar hard Who rated him for speaking well of Pompey I wonder none of you haue thought of him Bru. Now good Metellus go along by him He loues me well and I haue giuen him Reasons Send him but hither and I le fashion him Cas The morning comes vpon 's Wee 'l leaue you Brutus And Friends disperse your selues but all remember What you haue said and shew your selues true Romans Bru. Good Gentlemen looke fresh and merrily Let not our lookes put on our purposes But beare it as our Roman Actors do With vntyr'd Spirits and formall Constancie And so good morrow to you euery one Exeunt Manet Brutus Boy Lucius Fast asleepe It is no matter Enioy the hony-heauy-Dew of Slumber Thou hast no Figures nor no Fantasies Which busie care drawes in the braines of men Therefore thou sleep'st so sound Enter Portia Por. Brutus my Lord. Bru. Portia What meane you wherfore rise you now It is not for your health thus to commit Your weake condition to the raw cold morning Por. Nor for yours neither Y' haue vngently Brutus Stole from my bed and yesternight at Supper You sodainly arose and walk'd about Musing and sighing with your armes a-crosse And when I ask'd you what the matter was You star'd vpon me with vngentle lookes I vrg'd you further then you scratch'd your head And too impatiently stampt with your foote Yet I insisted yet you answer'd not But with an angry wafter of your hand Gaue signe for me to leaue you So I did Fearing to strengthen that impatience Which seem'd too much inkindled and withall Hoping it was but an effect of Humor Which sometime hath his houre with euery man It will not let you eate nor talke nor sleepe And could it worke so much vpon your shape As it hath much preuayl'd on your Condâ—tion I should not know you Brutus Deare my Lord Make me acquainted with your cause of greefe Bru. I am not well in health and that is all Por. Brutus is wise and were he not in health He would embrace the meanes to come by it Bru. Why so
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
desart Ham. Gods bodykins man better Vse euerie man after his desart and who should scape whipping vse them after your own Honor and Dignity The lesse they deserue the more merit is in your bountie Take them in Pol. Come sirs Exit Polon Ham. Follow him Friends wee 'l heare a play to morrow Dost thou heare me old Friend can you play the murther of Gonzago Play I my Lord. Ham. Wee 'l ha 't to morrow night You could for a need study a speech of some dosen or sixteene lines which I would set downe and insert in 't Could ye not Play I my Lord. Ham. Very well Follow that Lord and looke you mock him not My good Friends I le leaue you til night you are welcome to Elsonower Rosin Good my Lord. Exeunt Manet Hamlet Ham. I so God buy'ye Now I am alone Oh what a Rogue and Pesant slaue am I Is it not monstrous that this Player heere But in a Fixion in a dreame of Passion Could force his soule so to his whole conceit That from her working all his visage warm'd Teares in his eyes distraction in 's Aspect A broken voyce and his whole Function suiting With Formes to his Conceit And all for nothing For Hecuba What 's Hecuba to him or he to Hecuba That he should weepe for her What would he doe Had he the Motiue and the Cue for passion That I haue He would drowne the Stage with teares And cleaue the generall eare with horrid speech Make mad the guilty and apale the free Confound the ignorant and amaze indeed The very faculty of Eyes and Eares Yet I A dull and muddy-metled Rascall peake Like Iohn a-dreames vnpregnant of my cause And can say nothing No not for a King Vpon whose property and most deere life A damn'd defeate was made Am I a Coward Who calles me Villaine breakes my pate a-crosse Pluckes off my Beard and blowes it in my face Tweakes me by ' th' Nose giues me the Lye i' th' Throate As deepe as to the Lungs Who does me this Ha Why I should take it for it cannot be But I am Pigeon-Liuer'd and lacke Gall To make Oppression bitter or ere this I should haue fatted all the Region Kites With this Slaues Offall bloudy a Bawdy villaine Remorselesse Treacherous Letcherous kindles villaine Oh Vengeance Who What an Asse am I I sure this is most braue That I the Sonne of the Deere murthered Prompted to my Reuenge by Heauen and Hell Must like a Whore vnpacke my heart with words And fall a Cursing like a very Drab A Scullion Fye vpon 't Foh About my Braine I haue heard that guilty Creatures sitting at a Play Haue by the very cunning of the Scoene Bene strooke so to the soule that presently They haue proclaim'd their Malefactions For Murther though it haue no tongue will speake With most myraculous Organ I le haue these Players Play something like the murder of my Father Before mine Vnkle I le obserue his lookes I le tent him to the quicke If he but blench I know my course The Spirit that I haue seene May be the Diuell and the Diuel hath power T' assume a pleasing shape yea and perhaps Out of my Weaknesse and my Melancholly As he is very potent with such Spirits Abuses me to damne me I le haue grounds More Relatiue then this The Play 's the thing Wherein I le catch the Conscience of the King Exit Enter King Queene Polonius Ophelia Rosincrance Guildenstern and Lords King And can you by no drift of circumstance Get from him why he puts on this Confusion Grating so harshly all his dayes of quiet With turbulent and dangerous Lunacy Rosin He does confesse he feeles himselfe distracted But from what cause he will by no meanes speake Guil. Nor do we finde him forward to be sounded But with a crafty Madnesse keepes aloofe When we would bring him on to some Confession Of his true state Qu. Did he receiue you well Rosin Most like a Gentleman Guild But with much forcing of his disposition Rosin Niggard of question but of our demands Most free in his reply Qu. Did you assay him to any pastime Rosin Madam it so fell out that certaine Players We ore-wrought on the way of these we told him And there did seeme in him a kinde of ioy To heare of it They are about the Court And as I thinke they haue already order This night to play before him Pol. 'T is most true And he beseech'd me to intreate your Maiesties To heare and see the matter King With all my heart and it doth much content me To heare him so inclin'd Good Gentlemen Giue him a further edge and driue his purpose on To these delights Rosin We shall my Lord. Exeunt King Sweet Gertrude leaue vs too For we haue closely sent for Hamlet hither That he as 't were by accident may there Affront Ophelia Her Father and my selfe lawful espials Will so bestow our selues that seeing vnseene We may of their encounter frankely iudge And gather by him as he is behaued If 't be th' affliction of his loue or no. That thus he suffers for Qu. I shall obey you And for your part Ophelia I do wish That your good Beauties be the happy cause Of Hamlets wildenesse so shall I hope your Vertues Will bring him to his wonted way againe To both your Honors Ophe. Madam I wish it may Pol. Ophelia walke you heere Gracious so please ye We will bestow our selues Reade on this booke That shew of such an exercise may colour Your lonelinesse We are oft too blame in this 'T is too much prou'd that with Deuotions visage And pious Action we do surge o're The diuell himselfe King Oh 't is true How smart a lash that speech doth giue my Conscience The Harlots Cheeke beautied with plaist'ring Art Is not more vgly to the thing that helpes it Then is my deede to my most painted word Oh heauie burthen Pol. I heare him comming let 's withdraw my Lord. Exeunt Enter Hamlet Ham. To be or not to be that is the Question Whether 't is Nobler in the minde to suffer The Slings and Arrowes of outragious Fortune Or to take Armes against a Sea of troubles And by opposing end them to dye to sleepe No more and by a sleepe to say we end The Heart-ake and the thousand Naturall shockes That Flesh is heyre too 'T is a consummation Deuoutly to be wish'd To dye to sleepe To sleepe perchance to Dreame I there 's the rub For in that sleepe of death what dreames may come When we haue shufflel'd off this mortall coile Must giue vs pawse There 's the respect That makes Calamity of so long life For who would beare the Whips and Scornes of time The Oppressors wrong the poore mans Contumely The pangs of dispriz'd Loue the Lawes delay The insolence of Office and the Spurnes That patient merit of the vnworthy takes When he himselfe might his Quietus make With a bare
Foole. Yes indeed thou would'st make a good Foole. Lear. To tak 't againe perforce Monster Ingratitude Foole. If thou wert my Foole Nunckle I l'd haue thee beaten for being old before thy time Lear. How 's that Foole. Thou shouldst not haue bin old till thou hadst bin wise Lear. O let me not be mad not mad sweet Heauen keepe me in temper I would not be mad How now are the Horses ready Gent. Ready my Lord. Lear. Come Boy Fool. She that 's a Maid now laughs at my departure Shall not be a Maid long vnlesse things be cut shorter Exeunt Actus Secundus Scena Prima Enter Bastard and Curan seuerally Bast Saue thee Curan Cur. And your Sir I haue bin With your Father and giuen him notice That the Duke of Cornwall and Regan his Duchesse Will be here with him this night Bast How comes that Cur. Nay I know not you haue heard of the newes abroad I meane the whisper'd ones for they are yet but earâ—-kissing arguments Bast Not I pray you what are they Cur. Haue you heard of no likely Warres toward 'Twixt the Dukes of Cornwall and Albany Bast Not a word Cur. You may do then in time Fare you well Sir Exit Bast. The Duke be here to night The better best This weaues it selfe perforce into my businesse My Father hath set guard to take my Brother And I haue one thing of a queazie question Which I must act Briefenesse and Fortune worke Enter Edgar Brother a word discend Brother I say My Father watches O Sir fly this place Intelligence is giuen where you are hid You haue now the good aduantage of the night Haue you not spoken ' gainst the Duke of Cornewall Hee 's comming hither now i' th' night i' th' haste And Regan with him haue you nothing said Vpon his partie ' gainst the Duke of Albany Aduise your selfe Edg. I am sure on 't not a word Bast I heare my Father comming pardon me In cunning I must draw my Sword vpon you Draw seeme to defend your selfe Now quit you well Yeeld come before my Father light hoa here Fly Brother Torches Torches so farewell Exit Edgar Some blood drawne on me would beget opinion Of my more fierce endeauour I haue seene drunkards Do more then this in sport Father Father Stop stop no helpe Enter Gloster and Seruants with Torches Glo. Now Edmund where 's the villaine Bast Here stood he in the dark his sharpe Sword out Mumbling of wicked charmes coniuring the Moone To stand auspicious Mistris Glo. But where is he Bast Looke Sir I bleed Glo. Where is the villaine Edmund Bast Fled this way Sir when by no meanes he could Glo. Pursue him ho go after By no meanes what Bast Perswade me to the murther of your Lordship But that I told him the reuenging Gods ' Gainst Paricides did all the thunder bend Spoke with how manifold and strong a Bond The Child was bound to ' th' Father Sir in fine Seeing how lothly opposite I stood To his vnnaturall purpose in fell motion With his prepared Sword he charges home My vnprouided body latch'd mine arme And when he saw my best alarum'd spirits Bold in the quarrels right rouz'd to th' encounter Or whether gasted by the noyse I made Full sodainely he fled Glost Let him fly farre Not in this Land shall he remaine vncaught And found dispatch the Noble Duke my Master My worthy Arch and Patron comes to night By his authoritie I will proclaime it That he which finds him shall deserue our thankes Bringing the murderous Coward to the stake He that conceales him death Bast When I disswaded him from his intent And found him pight to doe it with curst speech I threaten'd to discouer him he replied Thou vnpossessing Bastard dost thou thinke If I would stand against thee would the reposall Of any trust vertue or worth in thee Make thy words faith'd No what should I denie As this I would though thou didst produce My very Character I 'ld turne it all To thy suggestion plot and damned practise And thou must make a dullard of the world If they not thought the profits of my death Were very pregnant and potentiall spirits To make thee seeke it Tucket within Glo. O strange and fastned Villaine Would he deny his Letter said he Harke the Dukes Trumpets I know not wher he comes All Ports I le barre the villaine shall not scape The Duke must grant me that besides his picture I will send farre and neere that all the kingdome May haue due note of him and of my land Loyall and naturall Boy I le worke the meanes To make thee capable Enter Cornewall Regan and Attendants Corn. How now my Noble friend since I came hither Which I can call but now I haue heard strangenesse Reg. If it be true all vengeance comes too short Which can pursue th' offender how dost my Lord Glo. O Madam my old heart is crack'd it 's crack'd Reg. What did my Fathers Godsonne seeke your life He whom my Father nam'd your Edgar Glo. O Lady Lady shame would haue it hid Reg. Was he not companion with the riotous Knights That tended vpon my Father Glo. I know not Madam 't is too bad too bad Bast Yes Madam he was of that consort Reg. No maruaile then though he were ill affected 'T is they haue put him on the old mans death To haue th' expence and wast of his Reuenues I haue this present euening from my Sister Beene well inform'd of them and with such cautions That if they come to soiourne at my house I le not be there Cor. Nor I assure thee Regan Edmund I heare that you haue shewne your Father A Child-like Office Bast. It was my duty Sir Glo. He did bewray his practise and receiu'd This hurt you see striuing to apprehend him Cor. Is he pursued Glo. I my good Lord. Cor. If he be taken he shall neuer more Be fear'd of doing harme make your owne purpose How in my strength you please for you Edmund Whose vertue and obedience doth this instant So much commend it selfe you shall be ours Nature 's of such deepe trust we shall much need You we first seize on Bast I shall serue you Sir truely how euer else Glo. For him I thanke your Grace Cor. You know not why we came to visit you Reg. Thus out of season thredding darke ey'd night Occasions Noble Gloster of some prize Wherein we must haue vse of your aduise Our Father he hath writ so hath our Sister Of differences which I best though it fit To answere from our home the seuerall Messengers From hence attend dispatch our good old Friend Lay comforts to your bosome and bestow Your needfull counsaile to our businesses Which craues the instant vse Glo. I serue you Madam Your Graces are right welcome Exeunt Flourish Scena Secunda Enter Kent aad Steward seuerally Stew. Good dawning to thee Friend art of this house Kent I. Stew. Where may we
within Her Againe Her Againe Enter Edgar armed Alb. Aske him his purposes why he appeares Vpon this Call o' th' Trumpet Her What are you Your name your quality and why you answer This present Summons Edg. Know my name is lost By Treasons tooth bare-gnawne and Canker-bit Yet am I Noble as the Aduersary I come to cope Alb. Which is that Aduersary Edg. What 's he that speakes for Edmund Earle of Gloster Bast Himselfe what saist thou to him Edg. Draw thy Sword That if my speech offend a Noble heart Thy arme may do thee Iustice heere is mine Behold it is my priuiledge The priuiledge of mine Honours My oath and my profession I protest Maugre thy strength place youth and eminence Despise thy victor-Sword and fire new Fortune Thy valor and thy heart thou art a Traitor False to thy Gods thy Brother and thy Father Conspirant ' gainst this high illustirous Prince And from th' extremest vpward of thy head To the discent and dust below thy foote A most Toad-spotted Traitor Say thou no This Sword this arme and my best spirits are bent To proue vpon thy heart whereto I speake Thou lyest Bast In wisedome I should aske thy name But since thy out-side lookes so faire and Warlike And that thy tongue some say of breeding breathes What safe and nicely I might well delay By rule of Knight-hood I disdaine and spurne Backe do I tosse these Treasons to thy head With the hell-hated Lye ore-whelme thy heart Which for they yet glance by and scarely bruise This Sword of mine shall giue them instant way Where they shall rest for euer Trumpets speake Alb. Saue him saue him Alarums Fights Gon. This is practise Gloster By th' law of Warre thou wast not bound to answer An vnknowne opposite thou art not vanquish'd But cozend and be guild Alb. Shut your mouth Dame Or with this paper shall I stop it hold Sir Thou worse then any name reade thine owne euill No tearing Lady I perceiue you know it Gon. Say if I do the Lawes are mine not thine Who can araigne me for 't Exit Alb. Most monstrous O know'st thou this paper Bast Aske me not what I know Alb. Go after her she 's desperate gouerne her Bast What you haue charg'd me with That haue I done And more much more the time will bring it out 'T is past and so am I But what art thou That hast this Fortune on me If thou' rt Noble I do forgiue thee Edg. Let 's exchange charity I am no lesse in blood then thou art Edmond If more the more th' hast wrong'd me My name is Edgar and thy Fathers Sonne The Gods are iust and of our pleasant vices Make instruments to plague vs The darke and vitious place where thee he got Cost him his eyes Bast Th' hast spoken right 't is true The Wheele is come full circle I am heere Alb. Me thought thy very gate did prophesie A Royall Noblenesse I must embrace thee Let sorrow split my heart if euer I Did hate thee or thy Father Edg. Worthy Prince I know 't Alb. Where haue you hid your selfe How haue you knowne the miseries of your Father Edg. By nursing them my Lord. List a breefe tale And when 't is told O that my heart would burst The bloody proclamation to escape That follow'd me so neere O our liues sweetnesse That we the paine of death would hourely dye Rather then die at once taught me to shift Into a mad-mans rags t'assume a semblance That very Dogges disdain'd and in this habit Met I my Father with his bleeding Rings Their precious Stones new lost became his guide Led him begg'd for him sau'd him from dispaire Neuer O fault reueal'd my selfe vnto him Vntill some halfe houre past when I was arm'd Not suâ—e though hoping of this good successe I ask'd his blessing and from first to last Told him our pilgrimage But his flaw'd heart Alacke too weake the conflict to support Twixt two extremes of passion ioy and greefe Burst smilingly Bast. This speech of yours hath mou'd me And shall perchance do good but speake you on You looke as you had something more to say Alb. If there be more more wofull hold it in For I am almost ready to dissolue Hearing of this Enter a Gentleman Gen. Helpe helpe O helpe Edg. What kinde of helpe Alb. Speake man Edg. What meanes this bloody Knife Gen. 'T is hot it smoakes it came euen from the heart of O she 's dead Alb. Who dead Speake man Gen. Your Lady Sir your Lady and her Sister By her is poyson'd she confesses it Bast I was contracted to them both all three Now marry in an instant Edg. Here comes Kent Enter Kent Alb. Produce the bodies be they aliue or dead Gonerill and Regans bodies brought out This iudgement of the Heauens that makes vs tremble Touches vs not with pitty O is this he The time will not allow the complement Which very manners vrges Kent I am come To bid my King and Master aye good night Is he not here Alb. Great thing of vs forgot Speake Edmund where 's the King and where 's Cordelia Seest thou this obiect Kent Kent Alacke why thus Bast Yet Edmund was belou'd The one the other poison'd for my sake And after slew herselfe Alb. Euen so couer their faces Bast I pant for life some good I meane to do Despight of mine owne Nature Quickly send Be briefe in it to ' th' Castle for my Writ Is on the life of Lear and on Cordelia Nay send in time Alb. Run run O run Edg. To who my Lord Who ha's the Office Send thy token of repreeue Bast. Well thought on take my Sword Giue it the Captaine Edg. Hast thee for thy life Bast He hath Commission from thy Wife and me To hang Cordelia in the prison and To lay the blame vpon her owne dispaire That she for-did her selfe Alb. The Gods defend her beare him hence awhile Enter Lear with Cordelia in his armes Lear. Howle howle howle O your are men of stones Had I your tongues and eyes I l'd vse them so That Heauens vault should crack she 's gone for euer I know when one is dead and when one liues She 's dead as earth Lend me a Looking-glasse If that her breath will mist or staine the stone Why then she liues Kent Is this the promis'd end Edg. Or image of that horror Alb. Fall and cease Lear. This feather stirs she liues if it be so It is a chance which do's redeeme all sorrowes That euer I haue felt Kent O my good Master Lear. Prythee away Edg. 'T is Noble Kent your Friend Lear. A plague vpon you Murderors Traitors all I might haue sau'd her now she 's gone for euer Cordelia Cordelia stay a little Ha What is' t thou saist Her voice was euer soft Gentle and low an excellent thing in woman I kill'd the Slaue that was a hanging thee Gent. 'T is true my Lords he did Lear. Did I
thou giu'st them breath Therefore these stops of thine fright me the more For such things in a false disloyall Knaue Are trickes of Custome but in a man that 's iust They 're close dilations working from the heart That Passion cannot rule Iago For Michael Cassio I dare be sworne I thinke that he is honest Oth. I thinke so too Iago Men should be what they seeme Or those that be not would they might seeme none Oth. Certaine men should be what they seeme Iago Why then I thinke Cassio's an honest man Oth. Nay yet there 's more in this I prythee speake to me as to thy thinkings As thou dost ruminate and giue thy worst of thoughts The worst of words Iago Good my Lord pardon me Though I am bound to euery Acte of dutie I am not bound to that All Slaues are free Vtter my Thoughts Why say they are vild and falce As where 's that Palace whereinto foule things Sometimes intrude not Who ha's that breast so pure Wherein vncleanly Apprehensions Keepe Leetes and Law-dayes and in Sessions sit With meditations lawfull Oth. Thou do'st conspire against thy Friend Iago If thou but think'st him wrong'd and mak'st his eare A stranger to thy Thoughts Iago I do beseech you Though I perchance am vicious in my guesse As I confesse it is my Natures plague To spy into Abuses and of my iealousie Shapes faults that are not that your wisedome From one that so imperfectly conceits Would take no notice nor build your selfe a trouble Out of his scattering and vnsure obseruance It were not for your quiet nor your good Nor for my Manhood Honesty and Wisedome To let you know my thoughts Oth. What dost thou meane Iago Good name in Man woman deere my Lord Is the immediate Iewell of their Soules Who steales my purse steales trash 'T is something nothing 'T was mine 't is his and has bin slaue to thousands But he that filches from me my good Name Robs me of that which not enriches him And makes me poore indeed Oth. I le know thy Thoughts Iago You cannot if my heart were in your hand Nor shall not whil'st 't is in my custodie Oth. Ha Iago Oh beware my Lord of iealousie It is the greene-ey'd Monster which doth mocke The meate it feeds on That Cuckold liues in blisse Who certaine of his Fate loues not his wronger But oh what damned minutes â—els he ore Who dotes yet doubts Suspects yet soundly loues Oth. O miserie Iago Poore and Content is rich and rich enough But Riches finelesse is as poore as Winter To him that euer feares he shall be poore Good Heauen the Soules of all my Tribe defend From Iealousie Oth. Why why is this Think'st thou I 'ld make a Life of Iealousie To follow still the changes of the Moone With fresh suspitions No to be once in doubt Is to be resolu'd Exchange me for a Goat When I shall turne the businesse of my Soule To such exufflicate and blow'd Surmises Matching thy inference T is not to make me Iealious To say my wife is faire feeds well loues company Is free of Speech Sings Playes and Dances Where Vertue is these are more vertuous Nor from mine owne weake merites will I draw The smallest feare or doubt of her reuolt For she had eyes and chose me No Iago I le see before I doubt when I doubt proue And on the proofe there is no more but this Away at once with Loue or Iealousie Ia. I am glad of this For now I shall haue reason To shew the Loue and Duty that I beare you With franker spirit Therefore as I am bound Receiue it from me I speake not yet of proofe Looke to your wife obserue her well with Cassio Weare your eyes thus not Iealious nor Secure I would not haue your free and Noble Nature Out of selfe-Bounty be abus'd Looke too 't I know our Country disposition well In Venice they do let Heauen see the prankes They dare not shew their Husbands Their best Conscience Is not to leaue 't vndone but kept vnknowne Oth. Dost thou say so Iago She did deceiue her Father marrying you And when she seem'd to shake and feare your lookes She lou'd them most Oth. And so she did Iago Why go too then Shee that so young could giue out such a Seeming To seele her Fathers eyes vp close as Oake He thought 't was Witchcraft But I am much too blame I humbly do beseech you of your pardon For too much louing you Oth. I am bound to thee for euer Iago I see this hath a little dash'd your Spirits Oth. Not a iot not a iot Iago Trust me I feare it has I hope you will consider what is spoke Comes from your Loue. But I do see y' are moou'd I am to pray you not to straine my speech To grosser issues nor to larger reach Then to Suspition Oth. I will not Iago Should you do so my Lord My speech should fall into such vilde successe Which my Thoughts aym'd not Cassio's my worthy Friend My Lord I see y' are mou'd Oth. No not much mou'd I do not thinke but Desdemona's honest Iago Long liue she so And long liue you to thinke so Oth. And yet how Nature erring from it selfe Iago I there 's the point As to be bold with you Not to affect many proposed Matches Of her owne Clime Complexion and Degree Whereto we see in all things Nature tends Foh one may smel in such a will most ranke Foule disproportions Thoughts vnnaturall But pardon me I do not in position Distinctly speake of her though I may feare Her will recoyling to her better iudgement May fal to match you with her Country formes And happily repent Oth. Farewell farewell If more thou dost perceiue let me know more Set on thy wife to obserue Leaue me Iago Iago My Lord I take my leaue Othel. Why did I marry This honest Creature doubtlesse Sees and knowes more much more then he vnfolds Iago My Lord I would I might intreat your Honor To scan this thing no farther Leaue it to time Although 't is fit that Cassio haue his Place For sure he filles it vp with great Ability Yet if you please to him off a-while You shall by that perceiue him and his meanes Note if your Lady straine his Entertainment With any strong or vehement importunitie Much will be seene in that In the meane time Let me be thought too busie in my feares As worthy cause I haue to feare I am And hold her free I do beseech your Honor. Oth. Feare not my gouernment Iago I once more take my leaue Exit Oth. This Fellow 's of exceeding honesty And knowes all Quantities with a learn'd Spirit Of humane dealings If I do proue her Haggard Though that her lesses were my deere heart-strings I 'ld whistle her off and let her downe the winde To prey at Fortune Haply for I am blacke And haue not those soft parts of Conuersation That Chamberers haue Or
foolish Honesty and Loue I will go on I lay with Cassio lately And being troubled with a raging tooth I could not sleepe There are a kinde of men So loose of Soule that in their sleepes will mutter Their Affayres one of this kinde is Cassio In sleepe I heard him say sweet Desdemona Let vs be wary let vs hide our Loues And then Sir would he gripe and wring my hand Cry oh sweet Creature then kisse me hard As if he pluckt vp kisses by the rootes That grew vpon my lippes laid his Leg ore my Thigh And sigh and kisse and then cry cursed Fate That gaue thee to the Moore Oth. O monstrous monstrous Iago Nay this was but his Dreame Oth. But this denoted a fore-gone conclusion 'T is a shrew'd doubt though it be but a Dreame Iago And this may helpe to thicken other proofes That do demonstrate thinly Oth. I le teare her all to peeces Iago Nay yet be wise yet we see nothing done She may be honest yet Tell me but this Haue you not sometimes seene a Handkerchiefe Spotted with Strawberries in your wiues hand Oth. I gaue her such a one 't was my first gift Iago I know not that but such a Handkerchiefe I am sure it was your wiues did I to day See Cassio wipe his Beard with Oth. If it be that Iago If it be that or any it was hers It speakes against her with the other proofes Othel. O that the Slaue had forty thousand liues One is too poore too weake for my reuenge Now do I see 't is true Looke heere Iago All my fond loue thus do I blow to Heauen 'T is gone Arise blacke vengeance from the hollow hell Yeeld vp O Loue thy Crowne and hearted Throne To tyrannous Hate Swell bosome with thy fraught For 't is of Aspickes tongues Iago Yet be content Oth. Oh blood blood blood Iago Patience I say your minde may change Oth. Neuer Iago Like to the Ponticke Sea Whose Icie Current and compulsiue course Neu'r keepes retyring ebbe but keepes due on To the Proponticke and the Hellespont Euen so my bloody thoughts with violent pace Shall neu'r looke backe neu'r ebbe to humble Loue Till that a capeable and wide Reuenge Swallow them vp Now by yond Marble Heauen In the due reuerence of a Sacred vow I heere engage my words Iago Do not rise yet Witnesse you euer-burning Lights aboue You Elements that clip vs round about Witnesse that heere Iago doth giue vp The execution of his wit hands heart To wrong'd Othello's Seruice Let him command And to obey shall be in me remorse What bloody businesse euer Oth. I greet thy loue Not with vaine thanks but with acceptance bounteous And will vpon the instant put thee too 't Within these three dayes let me heare thee say That Cassio's not aliue Iago My Friend is dead 'T is done at your Request But let her liue Oth. Damne her lewde Minx O damne her damne her Come go with me a-part I will withdraw To furnish me with some swift meanes of death For the faire Diuell Now art thou my Lieutenant Iago I am your owne for euer Exeunt Scaena Quarta Enter Desdemona Aemilia and Clown Des Do you know Sirrah where Lieutenant Cassio lyes Clow. I dare not say he lies any where Des Why man Clo. He 's a Soldier and for me to say a Souldier lyes 't is stabbing Des Go too where lodges he Clo. To tell you where he lodges is to tel you where I lye Des Can any thing be made of this Clo. I know not where he lodges and for mee to deuise a lodging and say he lies heere or he lies there were to lye in mine owne throat Des Can you enquire him out and be edified by report Clo. I will Catechize the world for him that is make Questions and by them answer Des Seeke him bidde him come hither tell him I haue moou'd my Lord on his behalfe and hope all will be well Clo. To do this is within the compasse of mans Wit and therefore I will attempt the doing it Exit Clo. Des Where should I loose the Handkerchiefe Aemilia Aemil. I know not Madam Des Beleeue me I had rather haue lost my purse Full of Cruzadoes And but my Noble Moore Is true of minde and made of no such basenesse As iealious Creatures are it were enough To put him to ill-thinking Aemil. Is he not iealious Des Who he I thinke the Sun where he was borne Drew all such humors from him Aemil. Looke where he comes Enter Othello Des I will not leaue him now till Cassio be Call'd to him How is' t with you my Lord Oth. Well my good Lady Oh hardnes to dissemble How do you Desdemona Des Well my good Lord. Oth. Giue me your hand This hand is moist my Lady Des It hath felt no age nor knowne no sorrow Oth. This argues fruitfulnesse and liberall heart Hot hot and moyst This hand of yours requires A sequester from Liberty Fasting and Prayer Much Castigation Exercise deuout For heere 's a yong and sweating Diuell heere That commonly rebels 'T is a good hand A franke one Des You may indeed say so For 't was that hand that gaue away my heart Oth. A liberall hand The hearts of old gaue hands But our new Heraldry is hands not hearts Des I cannot speake of this Come now your promise Oth. What promise Chucke Des I haue sent to bid Cassio come speake with you Oth. I haue a salt and sorry Rhewme offends me Lend me thy Handkerchiefe Des Heere my Lord. Oth. That which I gaue you Des I haue it not about me Oth. Not Des No indeed my Lord. Oth. That 's a fault That Handkerchiefe Did an Aegyptian to my Mother giue She was a Charmer and could almost read The thoughts of people She told her while she kept it 'T would make her Amiable and subdue my Father Intirely to her loue But if she lost it Or made a Guift of it my Fathers eye Should hold her loathed and his Spirits should hunt After new Fancies She dying gaue it me And bid me when my Fate would haue me Wâ—u'd To giue it her I did to and take heede on 't Make it a Darling like your precious eye To loose't or giue 't away were such perdition As nothing else could match Des Is' t possible Oth. 'T is true There 's Magicke in the web of it A Sybill that had numbred in the world The Sun to course two hundred compasses In her Prophetticke furie sow'd the Worke The Wormes were hallowed that did breede the Silke And it was dyde in Mummey which the Skilfull Conseru'd of Maidens hearts Des Indeed Is' t true Oth. Most veritable therefore looke too 't well Des Then would to Heauen that I had neuer seene 't Oth. Ha wherefore Des Why do you speake so startingly and rash Oth. Is' t lost Is' t gon Speak is' t out o' th' way Des Blesse vs.
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 tur◠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 cōtents 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
I strike Pro. Who wouldst thou strike Lau. Nothing Pro. Villaine forbeare Lau. Why Sir I le strike nothing I pray you Pro. Sirha I say forbeare friend Valentine a word Val. My eares are stopt cannot hear good newes So much of bad already hath possest them Pro. Then in dumbe silence will I bury mine For they are harsh vn-tuneable and bad Val. Is Siluia dead Pro. No Valentine Val. No Valentine indeed for sacred Siluia Hath she forsworne me Pro. No Valentine Val. No Valentine if Siluia haue forsworne me What is your newes Lau. Sir there is a proclamation y t you are vanished Pro. That thou art banish'd oh that 's the newes From hence from Siluia and from me thy friend Val. Oh I haue fed vpon this woe already And now excesse of it will make me surfet Doth Siluia know that I am banish'd Pro. I I and she hath offered to the doome Which vn-reuerst stands in effectuall force A Sea of melting pearle which some call teares Those at her fathers churlish feete she tenderd With them vpon her knees her humble selfe Wringing her hands whose whitenes so became them As if but now they waxed pale for woe But neither bended knees pure hands held vp Sad sighes deepe grones nor siluer-shedding teares Could penetrate her vncompassionate Sire But Valentine if he be tane must die Besides her intercession chaf'd him so When she for thy repeale was suppliant That to close prison he commanded her With many bitter threats of biding there Val. No more vnles the next word that thou speak'st Haue some malignant power vpon my life If so I pray thee breath it in mine eare As ending Antheme of my endlesse dolor Pro. Cease to lament for that thou canst not helpe And study helpe for that which thou lament'st Time is the Nurse and breeder of all good Here if thou stay thou canst not see thy loue Besides thy staying will abridge thy life Hope is a louers staffe walke hence with that And manage it against despairing thoughts Thy letters may be here though thou art hence Which being writ to me shall be deliuer'd Euen in the milke-white bosome of thy Loue. The time now serues not to expostulate Come I le conuey thee through the City-gate And ere I part with thee confer at large Of all that may concerne thy Loue-affaires As thou lou'st Siluia though not for thy selfe Regard thy danger and along with me Val. I pray thee Launce and if thou seest my Boy Bid him make haste and meet me at the North-gate Pro. Goe sirha finde him out Come Valentine Val Oh my deere Siluia haplesse Valentine Launce I am but a foole looke you and yet I haue the wit to thinke my Master is a kinde of a knaue but that 's all one if he be but one knaue He liues not now that knowes me to be in loue yet I am in loue but a Teeme of horse shall not plucke that from me nor who 't is I loue and yet 't is a woman but what woman I will not tell my selfe and yet 't is a Milke-maid yet 't is not a maid for shee hath had Gossips yet 't is a maid for she is her Masters maid and serues for wages Shee hath more qualities then a Water-Spaniell which is much in a bare Christian Heere is the Cate-log of her Condition Inprimis Shee can fetch and carry why a horse can doe no more nay a horse cannot fetch but onely carry therefore is shee better then a Iade Item She can milke looke you a sweet vertue in a maid with cleane hands Speed How now Signior Launce what newes with your Mastership La. With my Mastership why it is at Sea Sp. Well your old vice still mistake the word what newes then in your paper La. The black'st newes that euer thou heard'st Sp. Why man how blacke La. Why as blacke as Inke Sp. Let me read them La. Fie on thee Iolt-head thou canst not read Sp. Thou lyest I can La. I will try thee tell me this who begot thee Sp. Marry the son of my Grand-father La. Oh illiterate loyterer it was the sonne of thy Grand-mother this proues that thou canst not read Sp. Come foole come try me in thy paper La. There and S. Nicholas be thy speed Sp. Inprimis she can milke La. I that she can Sp. Item she brewes good Ale La. And thereof comes the prouerbe Blessing of your heart you brew good Ale Sp. Item she can sowe La. That 's as much as to say Can she so Sp. Item she can knit La. What neede a man care for a stock with a wench When she can knit him a stocke Sp. Item she can wash and scoure La. A speciall vertue for then shee neede not be wash'd and scowr'd Sp. Item she can spin La. Then may I set the world on wheeles when she can spin for her liuing Sp. Item she hath many namelesse vertues La. That 's as much as to say Bastard-vertues that indeede know not their fathers and therefore haue no names Sp. Here follow her vices La. Close at the heeles of her vertues Sp. Item shee is not to be fasting in respect of her breath La. Well that fault may be mended with a breakfast read on Sp. Item she hath a sweet mouth La. That makes amends for her soure breath Sp. Item she doth talke in her sleepe La. It 's no matter for that so shee sleepe not in her talke Sp. Item she is slow in words La. Oh villaine that set this downe among her vices To be slow in words is a womans onely vertue I pray thee out with 't and place it for her chiefe vertue Sp. Item she is proud La. Out with that too It was Eues legacie and cannot be t'ane from her Sp. Item she hath no teeth La. I care not for that neither because I loue crusts Sp. Item she is curst La. Well the best is she hath no teeth to bite Sp. Item she will often praise her liquor La. If her liquor be good she shall if she will not I will for good things should be praised Sp. Item she is too liberall La. Of her tongue she cannot for that 's writ downe she is slow of of her purse shee shall not for that I le keepe shut Now of another thing shee may and that cannot I helpe Well proceede Sp. Item shee hath more haire then wit and more faults then haires and more wealth then faults La. Stop there I le haue her she was mine and not mine twice or thrice in that last Article rehearse that once more Sp. Item she hath more haire then wit La. More haire then wit it may be I le proue it The couer of the salt hides the salt and therefore it is more then the salt the haire that couers the wit is more then the wit for the greater hides the lesse What 's next Sp. And more faults then haires La. That 's monstrous oh that that were out Sp. And more wealth then