sons Cel. I could match this beginning with an old tale Le Beu Three proper yong men of excellent growth and presence Ros With bils on their neckes Be it knowne vnto all men by these presents Le Beu The eldest of the three wrastled with Charles the Dukes Wrastler which Charles in a moment threw him and broke three of his ribbes that there is little hope of life in him So he seru'd the second and so the third yonder they lie the poore old man their Father making such pittiful dole ouer them that all the beholders take his part with weeping Ros Alas Clo. But what is the sport Monsieur that the Ladies haue lost Le Beu Why this that I speake of Clo. Thus men may grow wiser euery day It is the first time that euer I heard breaking of ribbes was sport for Ladies Cel. Or I I promise thee Ros But is there any else longs to see this broken Musicke in his sides Is there yet another doates vpon rib-breaking Shall we see this wrastling Cosin Le Beu You must if you stay heere for heere is the place appointed for the wrastling and they are ready to performe it Cel. Yonder sure they are comming Let vs now stay and see it Flourish Enter Duke Lords Orlando Charles and Attendants Duke Come on since the youth will not be intreated His owne perill on his forwardnesse Ros Is yonder the man Le Beu Euen he Madam Cel. Alas he is too yong yet he looks successefully Du. How now daughter and Cousin Are you crept hither to see the wrastling Ros I my Liege so please you giue vs leaue Du. You wil take little delight in it I can tell you there is such oddes in the man In pitie of the challengers youth I would faine disswade him but he will not bee entreated Speake to him Ladies see if you can mooue him Cel. Call him hether good Monsieuer Le Beu Duke Do so I le not be by Le Beu Monsieur the Challenger the Princesse cals for you Orl. I attend them with all respect and dutie Ros Young man haue you challeng'd Charles the Wrastler Orl. No faire Princesse he is the generall challenger I come but in as others do to try with him the strength of my youth Cel. Yong Gentleman your spirits are too bold for your yeares you haue seene cruell proofe of this mans strength if you saw your selfe with your eies or knew your selfe with your iudgment the feare of your aduenture would counsel you to a more equall enterprise We pray you for your owne sake to embrace your own safetie and giue ouer this attempt Ros Do yong Sir your reputation shall not therefore be misprised we wil make it our suite to the Duke that the wrastling might not go forward Orl. I beseech you punish mee not with your harde thoughts wherein I confesse me much guiltie to denie so faire and excellent Ladies anie thing But let your faire eies and gentle wishes go with mee to my triall wherein if I bee foil'd there is but one sham'd that vvas neuer gracious if kil'd but one dead that is willing to be so I shall do my friends no wrong for I haue none to lament me the world no iniurie for in it I haue nothing onely in the world I fil vp a place which may bee better supplied when I haue made it emptie Ros The little strength that I haue I would it vvere with you Cel. And mine to eeke out hers Ros Fare you well praie heauen I be deceiu'd in you Cel. Your hearts desires be with you Char. Come where is this yong gallant that is so desirous to lie with his mother earth Orl. Readie Sir but his will hath in it a more modest working Duk. You shall trie but one fall Cha. No I warrant your Grace you shall not entreat him to a second that haue so mightilie perswaded him from a first Orl. You meane to mocke me after you should not haue mockt me before but come your waies Ros Now Hercules be thy speede yong man Cel. I would I were inuisible to catch the strong fellow by the legge Wrastle Ros Oh excellent yong man Cel. If I had a thunderbolt in mine eie I can tell who should downe Shout Duk. No more no more Orl. Yes I beseech your Grace I am not yet well breath'd Duk. How do'st thou Charles Le Beu He cannot speake my Lord. Duk. Beare him awaie What is thy name yong man Orl. Orlando my Liege the yongest sonne of Sir Roland de Boys Duk. I would thou hadst beene son to some man else The world esteem'd thy father honourable But I did finde him still mine enemie Thou should'st haue better pleas'd me with this deede Hadst thou descended from another house But fare thee well thou art a gallant youth I would thou had'st told me of another Father Exit Duke Cel. Were I my Father Coze would I do this Orl. I am more proud to be Sir Rolands sonne His yongest sonne and would not change that calling To be adopted heire to Fredricke Ros My Father lou'd Sir Roland as his soule And all the world was of my Fathers minde Had I before knowne this yong man his sonne I should haue giuen him teares vnto entreaties Ere he should thus haue ventur'd Cel. Gentle Cosen Let vs goe thanke him and encourage him My Fathers rough and enuious disposition Sticks me at heart Sir you haue well deseru'd If you doe keepe your promises in loue But iustly as you haue exceeded all promise Your Mistris shall be happie Ros Gentleman Weare this for me one out of suites with fortune That could giue more but that her hand lacks meanes Shall we goe Coze Cel. I fare you well faire Gentleman Orl. Can I not say I thanke you My better parts Are all throwne downe and that which here stands vp Is but a quintine a meere liuelesse blocke Ros He cals vs back my pride fell with my fortunes I le aske him what he would Did you call Sir Sir you haue wrastled well and ouerthrowne More then your enemies Cel. Will you goe Coze Ros Haue with you fare you well Exit Orl. What passion hangs these waights vpō my toong I cannot speake to her yet she vrg'd conference Enter Le Beu O poore Orlando thou art ouerthrowne Or Charles or something weaker masters thee Le Beu Good Sir I do in friendship counsaile you Te leaue this place Albeit you haue deseru'd High commendation true applause and loue Yet such is now the Dukes condition That he misconsters all that you haue done The Duke is humorous what he is indeede More suites you to conceiue then I to speake of Orl. I thanke you Sir and pray you tell me this Which of the two was daughter of the Duke That here was at the Wrastling Le Beu Neither his daughter if we iudge by manners But yet indeede the taller is his daughter The other is daughter to the banish'd
milke were scarse out of him Ol. Let him approach Call in my Gentlewoman Mal. Gentlewoman my Lady calles Exit Enter Maria. Ol. Giue me my vaile come throw it ore my face Wee 'l once more heare Orsinos Embassie Enter Violenta Vio. The honorable Ladie of the house which is she Ol. Speake to me I shall answer for her your will Vio Most radiant exquisite and vnmatchable beautie I pray you tell me if this bee the Lady of the house for I neuer saw her I would bee loath to cast away my speech for besides that it is excellently well pend I haue taken great paines to con it Good Beauties let mee sustaine no scorne I am very comptible euen to the least sinister vsage Ol. Whence came you sir Vio. I can say little more then I haue studied that question 's out of my part Good gentle one giue mee modest assurance if you be the Ladie of the house that may proceede in my speech Ol. Are you a Comedian Vio. No my profound heart and yet by the verie phangs of malice I sweare I am not that I play Are you the Ladie of the house Ol. If I do not vsurpe my selfe I am Vio Most certaine if you are she you do vsurp your selfe for what is yours to bestowe is not yours to reserue But this is from my Commission I will on with my speech in your praise and then shew you the heart of my message Ol. Come to what is important in 't I forgiue you the praise Vio. Alas I tooke great paines to studie it and 't is Poeticall Ol. It is the more like to be feigned I pray you keep it in I heard you were sawcy at my gates allowd your approach rather to wonder at you then to heare you If you be not mad be gone if you haue reason be breefe 't is not that time of Moone with me to make one in so skipping a dialogue Ma. Will you hoyst sayle sir here lies your way Vio. No good swabber I am to hull here a little longer Some mollification for your Giant sweete Ladie tell me your minde I am a messenger Ol. Sure you haue some hiddeous matter to deliuer when the curtesie of it is so fearefull Speake your office Vio. It alone concernes your eare I bring no ouerture of warre no taxation of homage I hold the Olyffe in my hand my words are as full of peace as matter Ol. Yet you began rudely What are you What would you Vio. The rudenesse that hath appear'd in mee haue I learn'd from my entertainment What I am and what I would are as secret as maiden-head to your eares Diuinity to any others prophanation Ol. Giue vs the place alone We will heare this diuinitie Now sir what is your text Vio. Most sweet Ladie Ol. A comfortable doctrine and much may bee saide of it Where lies your Text Vio. In Orsinoes bosome Ol. In his bosome In what chapter of his bosome Vio. To answer by the method in the first of his hart Ol. O I haue read it it is heresie Haue you no more to say Vio. Good Madam let me see your face Ol. Haue you any Commission from your Lord to negotiate with my face you are now out of your Text but we will draw the Curtain and shew you the picture Looke you sir such a one I was this present I st not well done Vio Excellently done if God did all Ol. 'T is in graine sir 't will endure winde and weather Vio. T is beauty truly blent whose red and white Natures owne sweet and cunning hand laid on Lady you are the cruell'st shee aliue If you will leade these graces to the graue And leaue the world no copie Ol. O sir I will not be so hard-hearted I will giue out diuers scedules of my beautie It shal be Inuentoried and euery particle and vtensile labell'd to my will As Item two lippes indifferent redde Item two grey eyes with lids to them Item one necke one chin so forth Were you sent hither to praise me Vio. I see you what you are you are too proud But if you were the diuell you are faire My Lord and master loues you O such loue Could be but recompenc'd though you were crown'd The non-pareil of beautie Ol. How does he loue me Vio. With adorations fertill teares With groanes that thunder loue with sighes of fire Ol. Your Lord does know my mind I cannot loue him Yet I suppose him vertuous know him noble Of great estate of fresh and stainlesse youth In voyces well divulg'd free learn'd and valiant And in dimension and the shape of nature A gracious person But yet I cannot loue him He might haue tooke his answer long ago Vio. If I did loue you in my masters flame With such a suffring such a deadly life In your deniall I would finde no sence I would not vnderstand it Ol. Why what would you Vio. Make me a willow Cabine at your gate And call vpon my soule within the house Write loyall Cantons of contemned loue And sing them lowd euen in the dead of night Hallow your name to the reuerberate hilles And make the babling Gossip of the aire Cry out Oliuia O you should not rest Betweene the elements of ayre and earth But you should pittie me Ol. You might do much What is your Parentage Vio. Aboue my fortunes yet my state is well I am a Gentleman Ol. Get you to your Lord I cannot loue him let him send no more Vnlesse perchance you come to me againe To tell me how he takes it Fare you well I thanke you for your paines spend this for mee Vio. I am no feede poast Lady keepe your purse My Master not my selfe lackes recompence Loue make his heart of flint that you shal loue And let your feruour like my masters be Plac'd in contempt Farwell fayre crueltie Exit Ol. What is your Parentage Aboue my fortunes yet my state is well I am a Gentleman I le be sworne thou art Thy tongue thy face thy limbes actions and spirit Do giue thee fiue-fold blazon not too fast soft soft Vnlesse the Master were the man How now Euen so quickly may one catch the plague Me thinkes I feele this youths perfections With an inuisible and subtle stealth To creepe in at mine eyes Well let it be What hoa Maluolio Enter Maluolio Mal. Heere Madam at your seruice Ol. Run after that same peeuish Messenger The Countes man he left this Ring behinde him Would I or not tell him I le none of it Desire him not to flatter with his Lord Nor hold him vp with hopes I am not for him If that the youth will come this way to morrow I le giue him reasons for 't hie thee Maluolio Mal. Madam I will Exit Ol. I do I know not what and feare to finde Mine eye too great a flatterer for my minde Fate shew thy force our selues we do not owe What is decreed must be and be this so Finis
Nymphes Spirits Reapers Spirits FINIS THE Two Gentlemen of Verona Actus primus Scena prima Valentine Protheus and Speed Valentine CEase to perswade my louing Protheus Home-keeping youth haue euer homely wits Wer 't not affection chaines thy tender dayes To the sweet glaunces of thy honour'd Loue I rather would entreat thy company To see the wonders of the world abroad Then liuing dully sluggardiz'd at home Weare out thy youth with shapelesse idlenesse But since thou lou'st loue still and thriue therein Euen as I would when I to loue begin Pro. Wilt thou be gone Sweet Valentine ad ew Thinke on thy Protheus when thou hap'ly seest Some rare note-worthy obiect in thy trauaile With me partaker in thy happinesse When thou do'st meet good hap and in thy danger If euer danger doe enuiron thee Commend thy grieuance to my holy prayers For I will be thy beades-man Valentine Val And on a loue-booke pray for my successe Pro. Vpon some booke I loue I 'le pray for thee Val. That 's on some shallow Storie of deepe loue How yong Leander crost the Hellespont Pro. That 's a deepe Storie of a deeper loue For he was more then ouer-shooes in loue Val 'T is true for you are ouer-bootes in loue And yet you neuer swom the Hellespont Pro. Ouer the Bootes nay giue me not the Boots Val. No I will not for it boots thee not Pro. What Val To be in loue where scorne is bought with grones Coy looks with hart-sore sighes one fading moments mirth With twenty watchfull weary tedious nights If hap'ly won perhaps a haplesse gaine If lost why then a grieuous labour won How euer but a folly bought with wit Or else a wit by folly vanquished Pro. So by your circumstance you call me foole Val So by your circumstance I feare you 'll proue Pro. 'T is Loue you cauill at I am not Loue. Val. Loue is your master for he masters you And he that is so yoked by a foole Me thinkes should not be chronicled for wise Pro. Yet Writers say as in the sweetest Bud The eating Canker dwels so eating Loue Inhabits in the finest wits of all Val. And Writers say as the most forward Bud Is eaten by the Canker ere it blow Euen so by Loue the yong and tender wit Is turn'd to folly blasting in the Bud Loosing his verdure euen in the prime And all the faire effects of future hopes But wherefore waste I time to counsaile thee That art a votary to fond desire Once more adieu my Father at the Road Expects my comming there to see me ship'd Pro. And thither will I bring thee Valentine Val. Sweet Protheus no Now let vs take our leaue To Millaine let me heare from thee by Letters Of thy successe in loue and what newes else Betideth here in absence of thy Friend And I likewise will visite thee with mine Pro. All happinesse be chance to thee in Millaine Val. As much to you at home and so farewell Exit Pro. He after Honour hunts I after Loue He leaues his friends to dignifie them more I loue my selfe my friends and all for loue Thou Iulia thou hast metamorphis'd me Made me neglect my Studies loose my time Warre with good counsaile set the world at nought Made Wit with musing weake hart sick with thought Sp. Sir Protheus ' saue you saw you my Master Pro. But now he parted hence to embarque for Millain Sp. Twenty to one then he is ship'd already And I haue plaid the Sheepe in loosing him Pro. Indeede a Sheepe doth very often stray And if the Shepheard be awhile away Sp. You conclude that my Master is a Shepheard then and I Sheepe Pro. I doe Sp. Why then my hornes are his hornes whether I wake or sleepe Pro. A silly answere and fitting well a Sheepe Sp. This proues me still a Sheepe Pro. True and thy Master a Shepheard Sp. Nay that I can deny by a circumstance Pro. It shall goe hard but I le proue it by another Sp. The Shepheard seekes the Sheepe and not the Sheepe the Shepheard but I seeke my Master and my Master seekes not me therefore I am no Sheepe Pro. The Sheepe for fodder follow the Shepheard the Shepheard for foode followes not the Sheepe thou for wages followest thy Master thy Master for wages followes not thee therefore thou art a Sheepe Sp. Such another proofe will make me cry baâ. Pro. But do'st thou heare gau'st thou my Letter to Iulia Sp. I Sir I a lost-Mutton gaue your Letter to her a lac'd-Mutton and she a lac'd-Mutton gaue mee a lost-Mutton nothing for my labour Pro. Here 's too small a Pasture for such store of Muttons Sp. If the ground be ouer-charg'd you were best sticke her Pro. Nay in that you are astray 't were best pound you Sp. Nay Sir lesse then a pound shall serue me for carrying your Letter Pro. You mistake I meane the pound a Pinfold Sp. From a pound to a pin fold it ouer and ouer 'T is threefold too little for carrying a letter to your louer Pro. But what said she Sp. I. Pro. Nod-I why that 's noddy Sp. You mistooke Sir I say she did nod And you aske me if she did nod and I say I. Pro. And that set together is noddy Sp. Now you haue taken the paines to set it together take it for your paines Pro. No no you shall haue it for bearing the letter Sp. Well I perceiue I must be faine to beare with you Pro. Why Sir how doe you beare with me Sp. Marry Sir the letter very orderly Hauing nothing but the word noddy for my paines Pro. Beshrew me but you haue a quicke wit Sp. And yet it cannot ouer-take your slow purse Pro. Come come open the matter in briefe what said she Sp. Open your purse that the money and the matter may be both at once deliuered Pro. Well Sir here is for your paines what said she Sp. Truely Sir I thinke you 'll hardly win her Pro. Why could'st thou perceiue so much from her Sp. Sir I could perceiue nothing at all from her No not so much as a ducket for deliuering your letter And being so hard to me that brought your minde I feare she 'll proue as hard to you in telling your minde Giue her no token but stones for she 's as hard as steele Pro. What said she nothing Sp. No not so much as take this for thy pains To testifie your bounty I thank you you haue cestern'd me In requital whereof henceforth carry your letters your selfe And so Sir I 'le commend you to my Master Pro. Go go be gone to saue your Ship from wrack Which cannot perish hauing thee aboarde Being destin'd to a drier death on shore I must goe send some better Messenger I feare my Iulia would not daigne my lines Receiuing them from such a worthlesse post Exit Scoena Secunda Enter Iulia and Lucetta Iul. But say Lucetta now we are alone Would'st thou then counsaile me 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
my faith and honour If seriously I may conuay my thoughts In this my light deliuerance I haue spoke With one that in her sexe her yeeres profession Wisedome and constancy hath amaz'd mee more Then I dare blame my weakenesse will you see her For that is her demand and know her businesse That done laugh well at me King Now good Lafew Bring in the admiration that we with thee May spend our wonder too or take off thine By wondring how thou tookst it Laf. Nay I le fit you And not be all day neither King Thus he his speciall nothing euer prologues Laf. Nay come your waies Enter Hellen. King This haste hath wings indeed Laf. Nay come your waies This is his Maiestie say your minde to him A Traitor you doe looke like but such traitors His Maiesty seldome feares I am Cresseds Vncle That dare leaue two together far you well Exit King Now faire one do's your busines follow vs Hel. I my good Lord Gerard de Narbon was my father In what he did professe well found King I knew him Hel. The rather will I spare my praises towards him Knowing him is enough on 's bed of death Many receits he gaue me chieflie one Which as the dearest issue of his practice And of his olde experience th' onlie darling He bad me store vp as a triple eye Safer then mine owne two more deare I haue so And hearing your high Maiestie is toucht With that malignant cause wherein the honour Of my deare fathers gift stands cheefe in power I come to tender it and my appliance With all bound humblenesse King We thanke you maiden But may not be so credulous of cure When our most learned Doctors leaue vs and The congregated Colledge haue concluded That labouring Art can neuer ransome nature From her inaydible estate I say we must not So staine our iudgement or corrupt our hope To prostitute our past-cure malladie To empericks or to disseuer so Our great selfe and our credit to esteeme A sencelesse helpe when helpe past sence we deeme Hell My dutie then shall pay me for my paines I will no more enforce mine office on you Humbly intreating from your royall thoughts A modest one to beare me backe againe King I cannot giue thee lesse to be cal'd gratefull Thou thoughtst to helpe me and such thankes I giue As one neere death to those that wish him liue But what at full I know thou knowst no part I knowing all my perill thou no Art Hell What I can doe can doe no hurt to try Since you set vp your rest ' gainst remedie He that of greatest workes is finisher Oft does them by the weakest minister So holy Writ in babes hath iudgement showne When Iudges haue bin babes great flouds haue flowne From simple sources and great Seas haue dried When Miracles haue by the great'st beene denied Oft expectation failes and most oft there Where most it promises and oft it hits Where hope is coldest and despaire most shifts King I must not heare thee fare thee wel kind maide Thy paines not vs'd must by thy selfe be paid Proffers not tooke reape thanks for their reward Hel. Inspired Merit so by breath is bard It is not so with him that all things knowes As 't is with vs that square our guesse by showes But most it is presumption in vs when The help of heauen we count the act of men Deare sir to my endeauors giue consent Of heauen not me make an experiment I am not an Impostrue that proclaime My selfe against the leuill of mine aime But know I thinke and thinke I know most sure My Art is not past power nor you past cure King Art thou so confident Within what space Hop'st thou my cure Hel. The greatest grace lending grace Ere twice the horses of the sunne shall bring Their fiery torcher his diurnall ring Ere twice in murke and occidentall dampe Moist Hesperus hath quench'd her sleepy Lampe Or foure and twenty times the Pylots glasse Hath told the theeuish minutes how they passe What is infirme from your sound parts shall flie Health shall liue free and sickenesse freely dye King Vpon thy certainty and confidence What dar'st thou venter Hell Taxe of impudence A strumpets boldnesse a divulged shame Traduc'd by odious ballads my maidens name Seard otherwise ne worse of worst extended With vildest torture let my life be ended Kin. Methinks in thee some blessed spirit doth speak His powerfull sound within an organ weake And what impossibility would slay In common sence sence saues another way Thy life is deere for all that life can rate Worth name of life in thee hath estimate Youth beauty wisedome courage all That happines and prime can happy call Thou this to hazard needs must intimate Skill infinite or monstrous desperate Sweet practiser thy Physicke I will try That ministers thine owne death if I die Hel. If I breake time or flinch in property Of what I spoke vnpittied let me die And well deseru'd not helping death 's my see But if I helpe what doe you promise me Kin. Make thy demand Hel. But will you make it euen Kin. I by my Scepter and my hopes of helpe Hel. Then shalt thou giue me with thy kingly hand What husband in thy power I will command Exempted be from me the arrogance To choose from forth the royall bloud of France My low and humble name to propagate With any branch or image of thy state But such a one thy vassall whom I know Is free for me to aske thee to bestow Kin. Heere is my hand the premises obseru'd Thy will by my performance shall be seru'd So make the choice of thy owne time for I Thy resolv'd Patient on thee still relye More should I question thee and more I must Though more to know could not be more to trust From whence thou can'st how tended on but rest Vnquestion'd welcome and vndoubted blest Giue me some helpe heere hoa if thou proceed As high as word my deed shall match thy deed Florish Exit Enter Countesse and Clowne Lady Come on sir I shall now put you to the height of your breeding Clown I will shew my selfe highly fed and lowly taught I know my businesse is but to the Court. Lady To the Court why what place make you speciall when you put off that with such contempt but to the Court Clo. Truly Madam if God haue lent a man any manners hee may easilie put it off at Court hee that cannot make a legge put off's cap kisse his hand and say nothing has neither legge hands lippe nor cap and indeed such a fellow to say precisely were not for the Court But for me I haue an answere will serue all men Lady Marry that 's a bountifull answere that fits all questions Clo. It is like a Barbers chaire that fits all buttockes the pin buttocke the quatch-buttocke the brawn buttocke or any buttocke Lady Will your answere serue fit to all questions Clo. As fit as
me many yeares I should not dye but in Ierusalem Which vainly I suppos'd the Holy-Land But beare me to that Chamber there I le lye In that Ierusalem shall Harry dye Exeunt Actus Quintus Scoena Prima Enter Shallow Silence Falstaffe Bardolfe Page and Dauie Shal. By Cocke and Pye you shall not away to night What Dauy I say Fal. You must excuse me M. Robert Shallow Shal. I will not excuse you you shall not be excused Excuses shall not be admitted there is no excuse shall serue you shall not be excus'd Why Dauie Dauie Heere sir Shal. Dauy Dauy Dauy let me see Dauy let me see William Cooke bid him come hither Sir Iohn you shal not be excus'd Dauy. Marry sir thus those Precepts cannot bee seru'd and againe sir shall we sowe the head-land with Wheate Shal. With red Wheate Dauy. But for William Cook are there no yong Pigeons Dauy. Yes Sir Heere is now the Smithes note for Shooing And Plough-Irons Shal. Let it be cast and payde Sir Iohn you shall not be excus'd Dauy. Sir a new linke to the Bucket must needes bee had And Sir doe you meane to stoppe any of Williams Wages about the Sacke he lost the other day at Hinckley Fayre Shal. He shall answer it Some Pigeons Dauy a couple of short-legg'd Hennes a ioynt of Mutton and any pretty little tine Kickshawes tell William Cooke Dauy. Doth the man of Warre stay all night sir Shal. Yes Dauy I will vse him well A Friend i' th Court is better then a penny in purse Vse his men well Dauy for they are arrant Knaues and will backe-bite Dauy. No worse then they are bitten sir For they haue maruellous fowle linnen Shallow Well conceited Dauy about thy Businesse Dauy. Dauy. I beseech you sir To countenance William Visor of Woncot against Clement Perkes of the hill Shal. There are many Complaints Dauy against that Visor that Visor is an arrant Knaue on my knowledge Dauy. I graunt your Worship that he is a knaue Sir But yet heauen forbid Sir but a Knaue should haue some Countenance at his Friends request An honest man sir is able to speake for himselfe when a Knaue is not I haue seru'd your Worshippe truely sir these eight yeares and if I cannot once or twice in a Quarter beare out a knaue against an honest man I haue but a very litle credite with your Worshippe The Knaue is mine honest Friend Sir therefore I beseech your Worship let him bee Countenanc'd Shal. Go too I say he shall haue no wrong Looke about Dauy. Where are you Sir Iohn Come off with your Boots Giue me your hand M. Bardolfe Bard. I am glad to see your Worship Shal. I thanke thee with all my heart kinde Master Bardolfe and welcome my tall Fellow Come Sir Iohn Falstaffe I le follow you good Master Robert Shallow Bardolfe looke to our Horsses If I were saw'de into Quantities I should make foure dozen of such bearded Hermites staues as Master Shallow It is a wonderfull thing to see the semblable Cohetence of his mens spirits and his They by obseruing of him do beare themselues like foolish Iustices Hee by conuersing with them is turn'd into a Iustice-like Seruingman Their spirits are so married in Coniunction with the participation of Society that they flocke together in consent like so many Wilde-Geese If I had a suite to Mayster Shallow I would humour his men with the imputation of beeing neere their Mayster If to his Men I would currie with Maister Shallow that no man could better command his Seruants It is certaine that either wise bearing or ignorant Carriage is caught as men take diseases one of another therefore let men take heede of their Companie I will deuise matter enough out of this Shallow to keepe Prince Harry in continuall Laughter the wearing out of sixe Fashions which is foure Tearmes or two Actions and he shall laugh with Interuallums O it is much that a Lye with a flight Oath and a iest with â— sadde brow will doe with a Fellow that neuer had the Ache in his shoulders O you shall see him laugh till his Face be like a wet Cloake ill laid vp Shal. Sir Iohn Falst I come Master Shallow I come Master Shallow Exeunt Scena Secunda Enter the Earle of Warwicke and the Lord Chiefe Iustice Warwicke How now my Lord Chiefe Iustice whether away Ch. Iust How doth the King Warw. Exceeding well his Cares Are now all ended Ch. Iust I hope not dead Warw. Hee 's walk'd the way of Nature And to our purposes he liues no more Ch. Iust I would his Maiesty had call'd me with him The seruice that I truly did his life Hath left me open to all iniuries War Indeed I thinke the yong King loues you not Ch. Iust I know he doth not and do arme my selfe To welcome the condition of the Time Which cannot looke more hideously vpon me Then I haue drawne it in my fantasie Enter Iohn of Lancaster Gloucester and Clarence War Heere come the heauy Issue of dead Harrie O that the liuing Harrie had the temper Of him the worst of these three Gentlemen How many Nobles then should hold their places That must strike saile to Spirits of vilde sort Ch. Iust Alas I feare all will be ouer-turn'd Iohn Good morrow Cosin Warwick good morrow Glou. Cla. Good morrow Cosin Iohn We meet like men that had forgot to speake War We do remember but our Argument Is all too heauy to admit much talke Ioh. Well Peace be with him that hath made vs heauy Ch. Iust Peace be with vs least we be heauier Glou. O good my Lord you haue lost a friend indeed And I dare sweare you borrow not that face Of seeming sorrow it is sure your owne Iohn Though no man be assur'd what grace to finde You stand in coldest expectation I am the sorrier would 't were otherwise Cla. Wel you must now speake Sir Iohn Falstaffe faire Which swimmes against your streame of Quality Ch. Iust Sweet Princes what I did I did in Honor Led by th' Imperiall Conduct of my Soule And neuer shall you see that I will begge A ragged and fore-stall'd Remission If Troth and vpright Innocency fayle me I le to the King my Master that is dead And tell him who hath sent me after him War Heere comes the Prince Enter Prince Henrie Ch. Iust Good morrow and heauen saue your Maiesty Prince This new and gorgeous Garment Maiesty Sits not so easie on me as you thinke Brothers you mixe your Sadnesse with some Feare This is the English not the Turkish Court Not Amurah an Amurah succeeds But Harry Harry Yet be sad good Brothers For to speake truth it very well becomes you Sorrow so Royally in you appeares That I will deeply put the Fashion on And weare it in my heart Why then be sad But entertaine no more of it good Brothers Then a ioynt burthen laid vpon vs all For me by Heauen I bid you be
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
Yorke as Mother And reuerend looker on of two faire Queenes Come Madame you must straight to Westminster There to be crowned Richards Royall Queene Qu. Ah cut my Lace asunder That my pent heart may haue some scope to beat Or else I swoone with this dead-killing newes Anne Despightfull tidings O vnpleasing newes Dors Be of good cheare Mother how fares your Grace Qu. O Dorset speake not to me get thee gone Death and Destruction dogges thee at thy heeles Thy Mothers Name is ominous to Children If thou wilt out-strip Death goe crosse the Seas And liue with Richmond from the reach of Hell Goe hye thee hye thee from this slaughter-house Lest thou encrease the number of the dead And make me dye the thrall of Margarets Curse Nor Mother Wife nor Englands counted Queene Stanley Full of wise care is this your counsaile Madame Take all the swift aduantage of the howres You shall haue Letters from me to my Sonne In your behalfe to meet you on the way Be not ta'ne tardie by vnwise delay Duch. Yorke O ill dispersing Winde of Miserie O my accursed Wombe the Bed of Death A Cockatrice hast thou hatcht to the World Whose vnauoided Eye is murtherous Stanley Come Madame come I in all haste was sent Anne And I with all vnwillingnesse will goe O would to God that the inclusiue Verge Of Golden Mettall that must round my Brow Were red hot Steele to seare me to the Braines Anoynted let me be with deadly Venome And dye ere men can say God saue the Queene Qu. Goe goe poore soule I enuie not thy glory To feed my humor wish thy selfe no harme Anne No why When he that is my Husband now Came to me as I follow'd Venries Corse When scarce the blood was well washt from his hands Which issued from my other Angell Husband And that deare Saint which then I weeping follow'd O when I say I look'd on Richards Face This was my Wish Be thou quoth I accurst For making me so young so old a Widow And when thou wed'st let sorrow haunt thy Bed And be thy Wife if any be so mad More miserable by the Life of thee Then thou hast made me by my deare Lords death Loe ere I can repeat this Curse againe Within so small a time my Womans heart Grossely grew captiue to his honey words And prou'd the subiect of mine owne Soules Curse Which hitherto hath held mine eyes from rest For neuer yet one howre in his Bed Did I enioy the golden deaw of sleepe But with his timorous Dreames was still awak'd Besides he hates me for my Father Warwicke And will no doubt shortly be rid of me Qu. Poore heart adieu I pittie thy complaining Anne No more then with my soule I mourne for yours Dors Farewell thou wofull welcommer of glory Anne Adieu poore soule that tak'st thy leaue of it Du. Y. Go thou to Richmond good fortune guide thee Go thou to Richard and good Angels tend thee Go thou to Sanctuarie and good thoughts possesse thee I to my Graue where peace and rest lye with mee Eightie odde yeeres of sorrow haue I seene And each howres ioy wrackt with a weeke of teene Qu. Stay yet looke backe with me vnto the Tower Pitty you ancient Stones those tender Babes Whom Enuie hath immur'd within your Walls Rough Cradle for such little prettie ones Rude ragged Nurse old sullen Play-fellow For tender Princes vse my Babies well So foolish Sorrowes bids your Stones farewell Exeunt Scena Secunda Sound a Sennet Enter Richard in pompe Buckingham Catesby Ratcliffe Louel Rich. Stand all apart Cousin of Buckingham Buck. My gracious Soueraigne Rich. Giue me thy hand Sound Thus high by thy aduice and thy assistance Is King Richard seated But shall we weare these Glories for a day Or shall they last and we reioyce in them Buck. Still liue they and for euer let them last Rich. Ah Buckingham now doe I play the Touch To trie if thou be currant Gold indeed Young Edward liues thinke now what I would speake Buck. Say on my louing Lord. Rich. Why Buckingham I say I would be King Buck. Why so you are my thrice-renowned Lord. Rich. Ha am I King 't is so but Edward liues Buck True Noble Prince Rich. O bitter consequence That Edward still should liue true Noble Prince Cousin thou wast not wont to be so dull Shall I be plaine I wish the Bastards dead And I would haue it suddenly perform'd What say'st thou now speake suddenly be briefe Buck. Your Grace may doe your pleasure Rich. Tut tut thou art all Ice thy kindnesse freezes Say haue I thy consent that they shall dye Buc. Giue me some litle breath some pawse deare Lord Before I positiuely speake in this I will resolue you herein presently Exit Buck. Catesby The King is angry see he gnawes his Lippe Rich. I will conuerse with Iron-witted Fooles And vnrespectiue Boyes none are for me That looke into me with considerate eyes High-reaching Buckingham growes circumspect Boy Page My Lord. Rich. Know'st thou not any whom corrupting Gold Will tempt vnto a close exploit of Death Page I know a discontented Gentleman Whose humble meanes match not his haughtie spirit Gold were as good as twentie Orators And will no doubt tempt him to any thing Rich. What is his Name Page His Name my Lord is Tirrell Rich. I partly know the man goe call him hither Boy Exit The deepe reuoluing wittie Buckingham No more shall be the neighbor to my counsailes Hath he so long held out with me vntyr'd And stops he now for breath Well be it so Enter Stanley How now Lord Stanley what 's the newes Stanley Know my louing Lord the Marquesse Dorset As I heare is fled to Richmond In the parts where he abides Rich. Come hither Catesby rumor it abroad That Anne my Wife is very grieuous sicke I will take order for her keeping close Inquire me out some meane poore Gentleman Whom I will marry straight to Clarence Daughter The Boy is foolish and I feare not him Looke how thou dream'st I say againe giue out That Anne my Queene is sicke and like to dye About it for it stands me much vpon To stop all hopes whose growth may dammage me I must be marryed to my Brothers Daughter Or else my Kingdome stands on brittle Glasse Murther her Brothers and then marry her Vncertaine way of gaine But I am in So farre in blood that sinne will pluck on sinne Teare-falling Pittie dwells not in this Eye Enter Tyrrel Is thy Name Tyrrel Tyr. Iames Tyrrel and your most obedient subiect Rich. Art thou indeed Tyr. Proue me my gracious Lord. Rich. Dar'st thou resolue to kill a friend of mine Tyr. Please you But I had rather kill two enemies Rich. Why then thou hast it two deepe enemies Foes to my Rest and my sweet sleepes disturbers Are they that I would haue thee deale vpon Tyrrel I meane those Bastards in the Tower Tyr. Let me haue open meanes
should take roote here where we sit Or sit State-Statues onely Kin. Things done well And with a care exempt themselues from feare Things done without example in their issue Are to be fear'd Haue you a President Of this Commission I beleeue not any We must not rend our Subiects from our Lawes And sticke them in our Will Sixt part of each A trembling Contribution why we take From euery Tree lop barke and part o' th' Timber And though we leaue it with a roote thus hackt The Ayre will drinke the Sap. To euery County Where this is question'd send our Letters with Free pardon to each man that has deny'de The force of this Commission pray looke too 't I put it to your care Card. A word with you Let there be Letters writ to euery Shire Of the Kings grace and pardon the greeued Commons Hardly conceiue of me Let it be nois'd That through our Intercession this Reuokement And pardon come I shall anon aduise you Further in the proceeding Exit Secret Enter Surueyor Queen I am sorry that the Duke of Buckingham Is run in your displeasure Kin. It grieues many The Gentleman is Learn'd and a most rare Speaker To Nature none more bound his trayning such That he may furnish and instruct great Teachers And neuer seeke for ayd out of himselfe yet see When these so Noble benefits shall proue Not well dispos'd the minde growing once corrupt They turne to vicious formes ten times more vgly Then euer they were faire This man so compleat Who was enrold ' mongst wonders and when we Almost with rauish'd listning could not finde His houre of speech a minute He my Lady Hath into monstrous habits put the Graces That once were his and is become as blacke As if besmear'd in hell Sit by Vs you shall heare This was his Gentleman in trust of him Things to strike Honour sad Bid him recount The fore-recited practises whereof We cannot feele too little heare too much Card. Stand forth with bold spirit relate what you Most like a carefull Subiect haue collected Out of the Duke of Buckingham Kin. Speake freely Sur. First it was vsuall with him euery day It would infect his Speech That if the King Should without issue dye hee 'l carry it so To make the Scepter his These very words I 'ue heard him vtter to his Sonne in Law Lord Aburgany to whom by o th' he menac'd Reuenge vpon the Cardinall Card. Please your Highnesse note This dangerous conception in this point Not frended by his wish to your High person His will is most malignant and it stretches Beyond you to your friends Queen My learn'd Lord Cardinall Deliuer all with Charity Kin. Speake on How grounded hee his Title to the Crowne Vpon our faile to this poynt hast thou heard him At any time speake ought Sur. He was brought to this By a vaine Prophesie of Nicholas Henton Kin. What was that Henton Sur. Sir a Chartreux Fryer His Confessor who fed him euery minute With words of Soueraignty Kin. How know'st thou this Sur. Not long before your Hignesse sped to France The Duke being at the Rose within the Parish Saint Laurence Poultney did of me demand What was the speech among the Londoners Concerning the French Iourney I replide Men feare the French would proue perfidious To the Kings danger presently the Duke Said 't was the feare indeed and that he doubted 'T would proue the verity of certaine words Spoke by a holy Monke that oft sayes he Hath sent to me wishing me to permit Iohn de la Car my Chaplaine a choyce howre To heare from him a matter of some moment Whom after vnder the Commissions Seale He sollemnly had sworne that what he spoke My Chaplaine to no Creature liuing but To me should vtter with demure Confidence This pausingly ensu'de neither the King nor 's Heyres Tell you the Duke shall prosper bid him striue To the loue o' th' Commonalty the Duke Shall gouerne England Queen If I know you well You were the Dukes Surueyor and lost your Office On the complaint o' th' Tenants take good heed You charge not in your spleene a Noble person And spoyle your nobler Soule I say take heed Yes heartily beseech you Kin. Let him on Goe forward Sur. On my Soule I le speake but truth I told my Lord the Duke by th' Diuels illusions The Monke might be deceiu'd and that 't was dangerous For this to ruminate on this so farre vntill It forg'd him some designe which being beleeu'd It was much like to doe He answer'd Tush It can doe me no damage adding further That had the King in his last Sicknesse faild The Cardinals and Sir Thomas Louels heads Should haue gone off Kin. Ha What so rancke Ah ha There 's mischiefe in this man canst thou say further Sur. I can my Liedge Kin. Proceed Sur. Being at Greenwich After your Highnesse had reprou'd the Duke About Sir William Blumer Kin. I remember of such a time being my sworn seruant The Duke retein'd him his But on what hence Sur. If quoth he I for this had beene committed As to the Tower I thought I would haue plaid The Part my Father meant to act vpon Th' Vsurper Richard who being at Salsbury Made suit to come in 's presence which if granted As he made semblance of his duty would Haue put his knife into him Kin. A Gyant Traytor Card. Now Madam may his Highnes liue in freedome And this man out of Prison Queen God mend all Kin. Ther 's somthing more would out of thee what say'st Sur. After the Duke his Father with the knife He stretch'd him and with one hand on his dagger Another spread on 's breast mounting his eyes He did discharge a horrible Oath whose tenor Was were he euill vs'd he would outgoe His Father by as much as a performance Do's an irresolute purpose Kin. There 's his period To sheath his knife in vs he is attach'd Call him to present tryall if he may Finde mercy in the Law 't is his if none Let him not seek't of vs By day and night Hee 's Traytor to th' height Exeunt Scaena Tertia Enter L. Chamberlaine and L. Sandys L. Ch. Is' t possible the spels of France should iuggle Men into such strange mysteries L. San. New customes Though they be neuer so ridiculous Nay let 'em be vnmanly yet are follow'd L. Ch. As farre as I see all the good our English Haue got by the late Voyage is but meerely A fit or two o' th' face but they are shrewd ones For when they hold 'em you would sweare directly Their very noses had been Councellours To Pepin or Clotharius they keepe State so L. San. They haue all new legs And lame ones one would take it That neuer see 'em pace before the Spauen A Spring-halt rain'd among ' em L. Ch. Death my Lord Their cloathes are after such a Pagan cut too 't That sure th' haue worne out Châ—istendome how now What
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
disposing of new Dignities Bru. Onely be patient till we haue appeas'd The Multitude beside themselues with feare And then we will deliuer you the cause Why I that did loue Caesar when I strooke him Haue thus proceeded Ant. I doubt not of your Wisedome Let each man render me his bloody hand Fâ—rst Marcus Brutus will I shake with you Next Caius Cassius do I take your hand Now Decius Brutus yours now yours Metellus Yours Cinna and my valiant Caska yours Though last not least in loue yours good Trebonius Gentlemen all Alas what shall I say My credit now stands on such slippery ground That one of two bad wayes you must conceit me Either a Coward or a Flatterer That I did loue thee Caesar O 't is true If then thy Spirit looke vpon vs now Shall it not greeue thee deerer then thy death To see thy Antony making his peace Shaking the bloody fingers of thy Foes Most Noble in the presence of thy Coarse Had I as many eyes as thou hast wounds Weeping as fast as they streame forth thy blood It would become me better then to close In tearmes of Friendship with thine enemies Pardon me Iulius heere was 't thou bay'd braue Hart Heere did'st thou fall and heere thy Hunters stand Sign'd in thy Spoyle and Crimson'd in thy Lethee O World thou wast the Forrest to this Hart And this indeed O World the Hart of thee How like a Deere stroken by many Princes Dost thou heere lye Cassi Mark Antony Ant. Pardon me Caius Cassius The Enemies of Caesar shall say this Then in a Friend it is cold Modestie Cassi I blame you not for praising Caesar so But what compact meane you to haue with vs Will you be prick'd in number of our Friends Or shall we on and not depend on you Ant. Therefore I tooke your hands but was indeed Sway'd from the point by looking downe on Caesar Friends am I with you all and loue you all Vpon this hope that you shall giue me Reasons Why and wherein Caesar was dangerous Bru. Or else were this a sauage Spectacle Our Reasons are so full of good regard That were you Antony the Sonne of Caesar You should be satisfied Ant. That 's all I seeke And am moreouer sutor that I may Produce his body to the Market-place And in the Pulpit as becomes a Friend Speake in the Order of his Funerall Bru. You shall Marke Antony Cassi Brutus a word with you You know not what you do Do not consent That Antony speake in his Funerall Know you how much the people may be mou'd By that which he will vtter Bru. By your pardon I will my selfe into the Pulpit first And shew the reason of our Caesars death What Antony shall speake I will protest He speakes by leaue and by permission And that we are contented Caesar shall Haue all true Rites and lawfull Ceremonies It shall aduantage more then do vs wrong Cassi I know not what may fall I like it not Bru. Mark Antony heere take you Caesars body You shall not in your Funerall speech blame vs But speake all good you can deuise of Caesar And say you doo 't by our permission Else shall you not haue any hand at all About his Funerall And you shall speake In the same Pulpit whereto I am going After my speech is ended Ant. Be it so I do desire no more Bru. Prepare the body then and follow vs. Exeunt Manet Antony O pardon me thou bleeding peece of Earth That I am meeke and gentle with these Butchers Thou art the Ruines of the Noblest man That euer liued in the Tide of Times Woe to the hand that shed this costly Blood Ouer thy wounds now do I Prophesie Which like dumbe mouthes do ope their Ruby lips To begge the voyce and vtterance of my Tongue A Curse shall light vpon the limbes of men Domesticke Fury and fierce Ciuill strife Shall cumber all the parts of Italy Blood and destruction shall be so in vse And dreadfull Obiects so familiar That Mothers shall but smile when they behold Their Infants quartered with the hands of Warre All pitty choak'd with custome of fell deeds And Caesars Spirit ranging for Reuenge With Ate by his side come hot from Hell Shall in these Confines with a Monarkes voyce Cry hauocke and let slip the Dogges of Warre That this foule deede shall smell aboue the earth With Carrion men groaning for Buriall Enter Octauio's Seruant You serue Octauius Caesar do you not Ser. I do Marke Antony Ant. Caesar did write for him to come to Rome Ser. He did receiue his Letters and is comming And bid me say to you by word of mouth O Caesar Ant. Thy heart is bigge get thee a-part and weepe Passion I see is catching from mine eyes Seeing those Beads of sorrow stand in thine Began to water Is thy Master comming Ser. He lies to night within seuen Leagues of Rome Ant. Post backe with speede And tell him what hath chanc'd Heere is a mourning Rome a dangerous Rome No Rome of safety for Octauius yet Hie hence and tell him so Yet stay a-while Thou shalt not backe till I haue borne this course Into the Market place There shall I try In my Oration how the People take The cruell issue of these bloody men According to the which thou shalt discourse To yong Octauius of the state of things Lend me your hand Exeunt Enter Brutus and goes into the Pulpit and Cassius with the Plebeians Ple. We will be satisfied let vs be satisfied Bru. Then follow me and giue me Audience friends Cassius go you into the other streete And part the Numbers Those that will heare me speake let 'em stay heere Those that will follow Cassius go with him And publike Reasons shall be rendred Of Caesars death 1. Ple. I will heare Brutus speake 2. I will heare Cassius and compare their Reasons When seuerally we heare them rendred 3. The Noble Brutus is ascended Silence Bru. Be patient till the last Romans Countrey-men and Louers heare mee for my cause and be silent that you may heare Beleeue me for mine Honor and haue respect to mine Honor that you may beleeue Censure me in your Wisedom and awake your Senses that you may the better Iudge If there bee any in this Assembly any deere Friend of Caesars to him I say that Brutus loue to Caesar was no lesse then his If then that Friend demand why Brutus rose against Caesar this is my answer Not that I lou'd Caesar lesse but that I lou'd Rome more Had you rather Caesar were liuing and dye all Slaues then that Caesar were dead to liue all Free-men As Caesar lou'd mee I weepe for him as he was Fortunate I reioyce at it as he was Valiant I honour him But as he was Ambitious I slew him There is Teares for his Loue Ioy for his Fortune Honor for his Valour and Death for his Ambition Who is heere so base that would be a Bondman If any speak
other Watchmen Do heare what we do 2 How now Maisters Speak together Omnes How now how now do you heare this 1 I is' t not strange 3 Do you heare Masters Do you heare 1 Follow the noyse so farre as we haue quarter Let 's see how it will giue off Omnes Content 'T is strange Exeunt Enter Anthony and Cleopatra with others Ant. Eros mine Armour Eros Cleo. Sleepe a little Ant. No my Chucke Eros come mine Armor Eros Enter Eros Come good Fellow put thine Iron on If Fortune be not ours to day it is Because we braue her Come Cleo. Nay I le helpe too Anthony What 's this for Ah let be let be thou art The Armourer of my heart False false This this Sooth-law I le helpe Thus it must bee Ant. Well well we shall thriue now Seest thou my good Fellow Go put on thy defences Eros Briefely Sir Cleo. Is not this buckled well Ant. Rarely rarely He that vnbuckleâ— this till we do please To daft for our Repose shall heare a storme Thou fumblest Eros and my Queenes a Squire More tight at this then thou Dispatch O Loue That thou couldst see my Warres to day and knew'st The Royall Occupation thou should'st see A Workeman in 't Enter an Armed Soldier Good morrow to thee welcome Thou look'st like him that knowes a warlike Charge To businesse that we loue we rise betime And go too 't with delight Soul A thousand Sir early though 't be haue on their Riueted trim and at the Port expect you Showt Trumpets Flourish Enter Captaines and Souldiers Alex. The Morne is faire Good morrow Generall All. Good morrow Generall Ant. 'T is well blowne Lads This Morning like the spirit of a youth That meanes to be of note begins betimes So so Come giue me that this way well-sed Fare thee well Dame what ere becomes of me This is a Soldiers kisse rebukeable And worthy shamefull checke it were to stand On more Mechanicke Complement I le leaue thee Now like a man of Steele you that will fight Follow me close I le bring you too 't Adieu Exeunt Char. Please you retyre to your Chamber Cleo. Lead me He goes forth gallantly That he and Caesar might Determine this great Warre in single fight Then Anthony but now Well on Exeunt Trumpets sound Enter Anthony and Eros Eros The Gods make this a happy day to Anthony Ant. Would thou those thy scars had once preuaild To make me fight at Land Eros Had st thou done so The Kings that haue reuolted and the Soldier That has this morning left thee would haue still Followed thy heeles Ant. Whos 's gone this morning Eros Who one euer neere thee call for Enobarbus He shall not heare thee or from Caesars Campe Say I am none of thine Ant. What sayest thou Sold. Sir he is with Caesar Eros Sir his Chests and Treasure he has not with him Ant. Is he gone Sol. Most certaine Ant. Go Eros send his Treasure after do it Detaine no iot I charge thee write to him I will subscribe gentle adieu's and greetings Say that I wish he neuer finde more cause To change a Master Oh my Fortunes haue Corrupted honest men Dispatch Enobarbus Exit Flourish Enter Agrippa Caesar with Enobarbus and Dollabella Caes Go forth Agrippa and begin the fight Our will is Anthony â—e tooke aliue Make it so knowne Agrip. Caesar I shall Caesar The time of vniuersall peace is neere Proue this a prosp'rous day the three â—ook'd world Shall beare the Oliue freely Enter a Messenger Mes Anthony is come into the Field Caes Go charge Agrippa Plant those that haue reuolted in the Vant That Anthony may seeme to spend his Fury Vpon himselfe Exeunt Enob. Alexas did reuolt and went to Iewrij on Affaires of Anthony there did disswade Great Herod to incline himselfe to Caesar And leaue his Master Anthony For this paines Caesar hath hang'd him Camindius and the rest That fell away haue entertainment but No honourable trust I haue done ill Of which I do accuse my selfe so forely That I will ioy no more Enter a Soldier of Caesars Sol. Enobarbus Anthony Hath after thee sent all thy Treasure with His Bounty ouer-plus The Messenger Came on my guard and at thy Tent is now Vnloading of his Mules Eno. I giue it you Sol. Mocke not Enobarbus I tell you true Best you saf't the bringer Out of the hoast I must attend mine Office Or would haue done 't my selfe Your Emperor Continues still a Ioue Exit Enob. I am alone the Villaine of the earth And feele I am so most Oh Anthony Thou Mine of Bounty how would'st thou haue payed My better seruice when my turpitude Thou dost so Crowne with Gold This blowes my hart If swift thought breake it not a swifter meane Shall out-strike thought but thought will doo 't I feele I fight against thee No I will go seeke Some Ditâ—h wherein to dye the foul'st best fits My latter part of life Exit Alarum Drummes and Trumpets Enter Agrippa Agrip Retire we haue engag'd our selues too farre Caesar himselfe ha's worke and our oppression Exceeds what we expected Exit Alarums Enter Anthony and Scarrus wounded Scar. O my braue Emperor this is fought indeed Had we done so at first we had drouen them home With clowts about their heads Far off Ant. Thou bleed'st apace Scar. I had a wound heere that was like a T But now 't is made an H. Ant. They do retyre Scar. Wee 'l beat 'em into Bench-holes I haue yet Roome for six scotches more Enter Eros Eros They are beaten Sir and our aduantage serues For a faire victory Scar. Let vs score their backes And snatch 'em vp as we take Hares behinde 'T is sport to maul a Runner Ant. I will reward thee Once for thy sprightly comfort and ten-fold For thy good valour Come thee on Scar. I le halt after Exeunt Alarum Enter Anthony againe in a March Scarrus with others Ant. We haue beate him to his Campe Runne one Before let the Queen know of our guests to morrow Before the Sun shall see 's wee 'l spill the blood That ha's to day escap'd I thanke you all For doughty handed are you and haue fought Not as you seru'd the Cause but as 't had beene Each mans like mine you haue shewne all Hectors Enter the Citty clip your Wiues your Friends Tell them your feats whil'st they with ioyfull teares Wash the congealement from your wounds and kisse The Honour'd-gashes whole Enter Cleopatra Giue me thy hand To this great Faiery I le commend thy acts Make her thankes blesse thee Oh thou day o' th' world Chaine mine arm'd necke leape thou Attyre and all Through proofe of Harnesse to my heart and there Ride on the pants triumphing Cleo. Lord of Lords Oh infinite Vertue comm'st thou smiling from The world 's great snare vncaught Ant. Mine Nightingale We haue beate them to their Beds What Gyrle though gray Do somthing mingle with
and Girles all must As Chimney-Sweepers come to dust Arui Feare no more the frowne o' th' Great Thou art past the Tirants stroake Care no more to cloath and eate To thee the Reede is as the Oake The Scepter Learning Physicke must All follow this and come to dust Guid. Feare no more the Lightning flash Arui Nor th' all-dreaded Thunderstone Gui. Feare not Slander Censure rash Arui Thou hast finish'd Ioy and mâ—ne Both. All Louers young all Louers must Consigne to thee and come to dust Guid. No Exorcisâ—r harme thee Arui Nor no witch-craft charme thee Guid. Ghost vnlaid forbeare thee Arui Nothing ill come neere thee Both. Quiet consumation haue And renowned be thy graue Enter Belarius with the body of Cloten Gui. We haue done our obsequies Come lay him downe Bel. Heere 's a few Flowres but 'bout midnight more The hearbes that haue on them cold dew o' th' night Are strewings fir'st for Graues vpon their Faces You were as Flowres now wither'd euen so These Herbelets shall which we vpon you strew Come on away apart vpon our knees The ground that gaue them first ha's them againe Their pleasures here are past so are their paine Exeunt Imogen awakes Yes Sir to Milford-Hauen which is the way I thanke you by yond bush pray how farre thether ' Ods pittikins can it be sixe mile yet I haue gone all night 'Faith I le lye downe and sleepe But soft no Bedfellow Oh Gods and Goddesses These Flowres are like the pleasures of the World This bloody man the care on 't I hope I dreame For so I thought I was a Caue-keeper And Cooke to honest Creatures But 't is not so 'T was but a bolt of nothing shot at nothing Which the Braine makes of Fumes Our very eyes Are sometimes like our Iudgements blinde Good faith I tremble still with feare but if there be Yet left in Heauen as small a drop of pittie As a Wrens eye fear'd Gods a part of it The Dreame 's heere still euen when I wake it is Without me as within me not imagin'd felt A headlesse man The Garments of Posthumus I know the shape of 's Legge this is his Hand His Foote Mercuriall his martiall Thigh The brawnes of Hercules but his Iouiall face Murther in heauen How 't is gone Pisanio All Curses madded Hecuba gaue the Greekes All mine to boot be darted on thee thou Conspir'd with that Irregulous diuell Cloten Hath heere cut off my Lord. To write and read Be henceforth treacherous Damn'd Pisanio Hath with his forged Letters damn'd Pisanio From this most brauest vessell of the world Strooke the maine top Oh Posthumus alas Where is thy head where 's that Aye me where 's that Pisanio might haue kill'd thee at the heart And left this head on How should this be Pisanio 'T is he and Cloten Malice and Lucre in them Haue laid this Woe heere Oh 't is pregnant pregnant The Drugge he gaue me which hee said was precious And Cordiall to me haue I not found it Murd'rous to ' th' Senses That confirmes it home This is Pisanio's deede and Cloten Oh! Giue colour to my pale cheeke with thy blood That we the horrider may seeme to those Which chance to finde vs. Oh my Lord my Lord Enter Lucius Captaines and a Soothsayer Cap. To them the Legions garrison'd in Gallia After your will haue crost the Sea attending You heere at Milford-Hauen with your Shippes They are heere in readinesse Luc. But what from Rome Cap The Senate hath stirr'd vp the Confiners And Gentlemen of Italy most willing Spirits That promise Noble Seruice and they come Vnder the Conduct of bold Iachimo Syenna's Brother Luc. When expect you them Cap. With the next benefit o' th' winde Luc. This forwardnesse Makes our hopes faire Command our present numbers Be muster'd bid the Captaines looke too 't Now Sir What haue you dream'd of late of this warres purpose Sooth. Last night the very Gods shew'd me a vision I fast and pray'd for their Intelligence thus I saw Ioues Bird the Roman Eagle wing'd From the spungy South to this part of the West There vanish'd in the Sun-beames which portends Vnlesse my sinnes abuse my Diuination Successe to th' Roman hoast Luc. Dreame often so And neuer false Soft hoa what truncke is heere Without his top The ruine speakes that sometime It was a worthy building How a Page Or dead or sleeping on him But dead rather For Nature doth abhorre to make his bed With the defunct or sleepe vpon the dead Let 's see the Boyes face Cap. Hee 's aliue my Lord. Luc. Hee 'l then instruct vs of this body Young one Informe vs of thy Fortunes for it seemes They craue to be demanded who is this Thou mak'st thy bloody Pillow Or who was he That otherwise then noble Nature did Hath alter'd that good Picture What 's thy interest In this sad wracke How came't Who is' t What art thou Imo. I am nothing or if not Nothing to be were better This was my Master A very valiant Britaine and a good That heere by Mountaineers lyes slaine Alas There is no more such Masters I may wander From East to Occident cry out for Seruice Try many all good serue truly neuer Finde such another Master Luc. ' Lacke good youth Thou mou'st no lesse with thy complaining then Thy Maister in bleeding say his name good Friend Imo. Richard du Champ If I do lye and do No harme by it though the Gods heare I hope They 'l pardon it Say you Sir Luc. Thy name Imo. Fidele Sir Luc. Thou doo'st approue thy selfe the very same Thy Name well sits thy Faith thy Faith thy Name Wilt take thy chance with me I will not say Thou shalt be so well master'd but be sure No lesse belou'd The Romane Emperors Letters Sent by a Consull to me should not sooner Then thine owne worth preferre thee Go with me Imo. I le follow Sir But first and 't please the Gods I le hide my Master from the Flies as deepe As these poore Pickaxes can digge and when With wild wood-leaues weeds I ha' strew'd his graue And on it said a Century of prayers Such as I can twice o're I le weepe and sighe And leauing so his seruice follow you So please you entertaine mee Luc. I good youth And rather Father thee then Master thee My Friends The Boy hath taught vs manly duties Let vs Finde out the prettiest Dazied-Plot we can And make him with our Pikes and Partizans A Graue Come Athie him Boy hee 's preferr'd By thee to vs and he shall be interr'd As Souldiers can Be cheerefull wipe thine eyes Some Falles are meanes the happier to arise Exeunt Scena Tertia Enter Cymbeline Lords and Pisanio Cym. Againe and bring me word how 't is with her A Feauour with the absence of her Sonne A madnesse of which her life 's in danger Heauens How deeply you at once do touch me Imogen The great part of my
spoke ere this looke downe you gods And on this couple drop a blessed crowne For it is you that haue chalk'd forth the way Which brought vs hither Alo. I say Amen Gonzallo Gon. Was Millaine thrust from Millaine that his Issue Should become Kings of Naples O reioyce Beyond a common ioy and set it downe With gold on lasting Pillers In one voyage Did Claribell her husband finde at Tunis And Ferdinand her brother found a wife Where he himselfe was lost Prospero his Dukedome In a poore Isle and all of vs our selues When no man was his owne Alo. Giue me your hands Let griefe and sorrow still embrace his heart That doth not wish you ioy Gon. Be it so Amen Enter Ariell with the Master and Boatswaine amazedly following O looke Sir looke Sir here is more of vs I prophesi'd if a Gallowes were on Land This fellow could not drowne Now blasphemy That swear'st Grace ore-boord not an oath on shore Hast thou no mouth by land What is the newes Bot. The best newes is that we haue safely found Our King and company The next our Ship Which but three glasses since we gaue out split Is tyte and yare and brauely rig'd as when We first put out to Sea Ar. Sir all this seruice Haue I done since I went Pro. My tricksey Spirit Alo. These are not naturall euens they strengthen From strange to stranger say how came you hither Bot. If I did thinke Sir I were well awake I 'ld striue to tell you we were dead of sleepe And how we know not all clapt vnder hatches Where but euen now with strange and seuerall noyses Of roring shreeking howling gingling chaines And mo diuersitie of sounds all horrible We were awak'd straight way at liberty Where we in all our trim freshly beheld Our royall good and gallant Ship our Master Capring to eye her on a trice so please you Euen in a dreame were we diuided from them And were brought moaping hither Ar. Was 't well done Pro. Brauely my diligence thou shalt be free Alo. This is as strange a Maze as ere men trod And there is in this businesse more then nature Was euer conduct of some Oracle Must rectifie our knowledge Pro. Sir my Leige Doe not infest your minde with beating on The strangenesse of this businesse at pickt leisure Which shall be shortly single I 'le resolue you Which to you shall seeme probable of euery These happend accidents till when be cheerefull And thinke of each thing well Come hither Spirit Set Caliban and his companions free Vntye the Spell How fares my gracious Sir There are yet missing of your Companie Some few odde Lads that you remember not Enter Ariell driuing in Caliban Stephano and Trinculo in their stolne Apparell Ste. Euery man shift for all the rest and let No man take care for himselfe for all is But fortune Coragio Bully-Monster Corasio Tri. If these be true spies which I weare in my head here 's a goodly sight Cal. O Setebos these be braue Spirits indeede How fine my Master is I am afraid He will chastise me Seb. Ha ha What things are these my Lord Anthonio Will money buy em Ant. Very like one of them Is a plaine Fish and no doubt marketable Pro. Marke but the badges of these men my Lords Then say if they be true This mishapen knaue His Mother was a Witch and one so strong That could controle the Moone make flowes and ebâ— And deale in her command without her power These three haue robd me and this demy-diuell For he 's a bastard one had plotted with them To take my life two of these Fellowes you Must know and owne this Thing of darkenesse I Acknowledge mine Cal. I shall be pincht to death Alo. Is not this Stephano my drunken Butler Seb. He is drunke now Where had he wine Alo. And Trinculo is reeling ripe where should they Finde this grand Liquor that hath gilded ' em How cam'st thou in this pickle Tri. I haue bin in such a pickle since I saw you last That I feare me will neuer out of my bones I shall not feare fly-blowing Seb. Who how now Stephano Ste. O touch me not I am not Stephano but a Cramp Pro. You 'ld be King o' the Isle Sirha Ste. I should haue bin a sore one then Alo. This is a strange thing as ere I look'd on Pro. He is as disproportion'd in his Manners As in his shape Goe Sirha to my Cell Take with you your Companions as you looke To haue my pardon trim it handsomely Cal. I that I will and I le be wise hereafter And seeke for grace what a thrice double Asse Was I to take this drunkard for a god And worship this dull foole Pro. Goe to away Alo. Hence and bestow your luggage where you found it Seb. Or stole it rather Pro. Sir I inuite your Highnesse and your traine To my poore Cell where you shall take your rest For this one night which part of it I le waste With such discourse as I not doubt shall make it Goe quicke away The story of my life And the particular accidents gon by Since I came to this Isle And in the morne I 'le bring you to your ship and so to Naples Where I haue hope to see the nuptiall Of these our deere-belou'd solemnized And thence retire me to my Millaine where Euery third thought shall be my graue Alo. I long To heare the story of your life which must Take the eare starngely Pro. I 'le deliuer all And promise you calme Seas auspicious gales And saile so expeditious that shall catch Your Royall fleete farre off My Ariel chicke That is thy charge Then to the Elements Be free and fare thou well please you draw neere Exeunt omnes EPILOGVE spoken by Prospero NOw my Charmes are all ore-throwne And what strength I haue's mine owne Which is most faint now 't is true I must be heere confinde by you Or sent to Naples Let me not Since I haue my Dukedome got And pardon'd the deceiuer dwell In this bare Island by your Spell But release me from my bands With the helpe of your good hands Gentle breath of yours my Sailes Must fill or else my proiect failes Which was to please Now I want Spirits to enforce Art to inchant And my ending is despaire Vnlesse I be relieu'd by praier Which pierces so that it assaults Mercy it selfe and frees all faults As you from crimes would pardon'd be Let your Indulgence set me free Exit The Scene an vn-inhabited Island Names of the Actors Alonso K. of Naples Sebastian his Brother Prospero the right Duke of Millaine Anthonio his brother the vsurping Duke of Millaine Ferdinand Son to the King of Naples Gonzalo an honest old Councellor Adrian Francisco Lords Caliban a saluage and deformed slaue Trinculo a Iester Stephano a drunken Butler Master of a Ship Boate-Swaine Marriners Miranda daughter to Prospero Ariell an ayrie spirit Iris Spirits Ceres Spirits Iuno Spirits