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 To the Reader.

This Figure, that thou here feed put,

It was for gentle Shakefpeare cut;
Wherein the Grauer had a ftrife
with Nature, to out-doo the life :

O, could he but haue dra wne his wit

As well in brafle, ashe hath hit
His face the Print would thenfurpaffe
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All, that was euer writ in brafle.

But, fince he cannot, Reader, looke
Noton his Pidure, but hisBooke.
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Mfc. WILLIAM
SHAKESPEARES
COMEDIES,
. HISTORIES, &
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Pubiifhed according to the True Original! Copies.

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TO T H E M OS T NOBLE
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INCOMPARABLE PAIR fe
OF BRETHREN,
VV illiam
Earle of Pembroke, &c. Lord Clumberlaine to the.

Kfngs mofl Excellent <f\Faiefly.

AND
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Philip
Earle of Montgomery, dec. Gentleman of hisMaieftieV
Bed-Chamber, Both Knights of the mod Nobic Order
of the Garter, and our Angular good
LORDS.
Right Honourable,
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Hiljl weftudie to be thankful in our particular ,/ or

the many fauors we haue receiuedjromyour L.L
we are faints 'upon the illfortune , to mingle^
two the moftdiuerfe things that can bee fear e,
and rafbnejfe rajhnejje in the enterprise, and
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jeare of the fuccejfe. For, when we valew the places your H.H.
Juftnine, we cannot but know their dignity greater, then to defend to
the reading ofthefe trifle stand, while we name them trifles, we haue
depriud ourJe lues ofthe defence ofour Dedication . 'Butflnceyour
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L.L. haue beenepleas d to thinke thefe trifles jom cubing, heereto -

fore and haueprofequated both them, and their <*jfutbour lining,
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withfo muchfauour we hope, that (they outAiuing him, and he not

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hauing thefate, common withfome, to be exequutor to his owne wrL

tings fou willvfe the like indulgence toward them^jou haue done
<id % vnto
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vnto their parent. 7 here is a gnat difference, whether any 2 ookp
cbooje his Tatrcnes , or finde
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them_j : 7 bis hath done both . /Tr,
fo muchwerwyoKr L L.likuigsof the_> feueroll parts, when \

they were acted as before they vs ere publifl}cd,tbe Volume asfd to

bey ours. If e bane but collected them— and done an office to the

dead, to procure his Orphan's, Cjmrdiom without am bition ei-

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ther ofJeffe-profit, or fame onely to kgepe the memory offo worthy

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a Friend, &Fellow aline, as was our ^hakespear z, by bum-

of his playes, toy our mofl nobler patronage. U herein , as
ble offer '

we haue injlly obferued, no man to come neerey our L .L. but with
a fuid ofreligious ad dr efjw- -it hath bin the height ofour care, who
are the TreJenters, to make the prefent worthy ofyour H. H. by the
pcrfeSionbBut,there we mujl aijo crane our abilities to be confderd,
my L ords . IVe cannot go bey ond our owne powers. Country ha?ids
reach foorth milkg, creame, fmates, or what thy haue : and many
Ffations (we ha ue heard') that hadnotgummas & incerfie, obtai-

ned their re cue/Is with a lealiened Cake. F Was no fault to asp: och
their Cfods, by what meanes they could: vA nd the mofl, though
ofthings are made more precious, when they are dedicated
mcanefil ,
to Temples In that name therefore, we mojl humbly conferate to
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your H.H. theft remaines of your feruant Shakeipeare • that

what delight is in theni^, may be euery our L.L. the reputation

his,& the faults ours, ifany be committed, by a payrwfio car full to

Jhew their gratitude both to the hmng,and the dead, as is

Your Lordfhippes moft bounden,

IohnHem inge,
Henry Condell,
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To thegreat Variety of Traders,

Rom the mod able,to him that can but (pellfThere
you are number’d. We had rather you were weighd.
Ffpecially, when the fate of all Book es depends vp-
on your capacities and not of your heads alone,
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butofyourpurfes. Well ilcisnowpublique, & you

wil Band for your priuiledges wee know: to read,
and cenfure Do fo,hut buy it firfb That doth beft
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commend a Booke, the Stationer faiss. Then^how odde foeuer your

braines be, or your wifedomes, make your licence the fame,andfpare
not. Iudgeyour fixe-pen’orth, yourlhillings worth, your hue (hil-
lings worth at a time, or higher, foyou rife to the iuR rates, and wel-
come. But, what euer you do, Buy. Cenfure will not driue a Trade,
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or make the lacke go. And though you be a Magi ft rate of wit, and fit
on the Stage at 'Black-Friers , or the (ock*pit9 c ° arraign e Pi ayes dailie,
kno w, thefe Playes haue had their triail alreadie, and Rood out all Ap*
peales,- and do now come forth quitted rather by a Decree of Court,
then any purchas’d Lettersof commendation.
It had bene a thing, we confefle, worthie to haue bene wiiLed,that

the Author him felfe had liu’d to haue fet forth, and ouerfeen his owne
writings But mice it hath bin ordain’d otherwife,and he by death de-
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parted from that right, we pray you do not envie his Friends, the office
of their care, and paine, to haue collected & publifh’d them $ and fo to
hauepublifh’d them, as where (before) you were abus’d with diuerfe
Rolne, and furreptitious copies, maimed, and deformed by the frauds
and Reakhes of injurious impoRors, that expos’d them euen thofe,:

are now offer’d to your view cur’d, and perfeck of their hmbes,- and all
the reR, abfolute in their numbers, as he concerned the.Who,as he was
a happie imitator of Nature, was a moR gentle expreller of it.His mind
and hand went together: And what he thought, he vttered with that
eafinefle, that wee haue fcarfereceiued from -him a blot in his papers.
But it is not our prouince,who onely gather his wprks, and giue them I

you, topraifehim. It is yours that reade him. And there wehope,to

your diuers capacities, you will finde enough, both to draw, and hold
you for his wit can no more lie hid, then it could be loR. Reade him,
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therefore 5 and againe, and againe And if then you doe not like him,
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furely you areinfome manifeR danger, not to vnderRand him. And fo

weleaueyou toother of his Friends, whom if you need,can bee your
guides if you neede them not, you can ieade your felues,and others
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And fuch Readers we with him.

A 3 John Honiygt.
Henri e ConddL
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To the memory of my beloued,

The AVTHOR
Mr. Willi am Shakespeare;
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I O dr atv no emy fShakefpcare) on thy name,
Am I thus ample to thy Bpeke ,
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\(Vbile l confefje thy writings to be fuel).
As neither M an, nor M life, can praife too much,.
’Td true, and all mens fuffrage. But thefe tvayes
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Were net the paths 1 meant vnto thypraife •

Torfeelief Ignorance on thefe may light

Which, -when itfounds at beftfut eecho's right j
Or blinde Affection, which doth ne’re aduance
The truth , but gropes y and vrgtth all by chance j
Or crafty JsAaUce , might pretend thispyaife,
And thinke to ruine, where itfeemd, to r-iifey
Thefe are, asfome infamous Bau or whore f .

Should praife a Matron Vo hat could hurt her more f

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But thou art proofe againfi them , indeed

m Aboue th illfortune ofthem , or need,
/, therefore will begin. Soule of the Age l
The applaufe ! delight I the wonder ofour Stage \

My Shakefpearc, rife ; / will not lodge thee by

Chaucer, or Speaker, or bid Beaumont lye
A littlefurther make thee a roomy
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Thou art a Moniment , without a tombe.

And art al ue fill, while thy Boohe doth line.,

Andwehaue wits to ready and praife tVgiue,

That I not mixe theefo,my braine excufes ;
I meane with great , but difproportion d Mufes s
FcryfI thought my iudgement were ofyeeres,
fjbould commit theefinely with thy peeres,
And telly how farre thou didstft our Lily ottt-fhinc3
Orjporting Kid or Marl owes mighty line „
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And though thou hadftfmall Latine, and lefe Greeke,

From thence to honour thee , i would notfee ke
For names but callforth thund’ring y£fchiius ?
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Euripides, and Sophocles to vs ,

Paccuuius, Accius, him ofCondom dead3
To life againCy to heare thy Buskin tread.
And [hake a Stage : Or, when thy Socket were ons
Leans thee alone,for the comp&rifon
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Ofd,that infolent Greece, or haughtie Rome

fentforth, or fince didfrom their afhes come.
Triumph, my Britainc, thou haft one to flwwe
T whom aII
9 cenes ^Europe homage owe.
He was not oftn age, butfor all time !

And all the Mufes ftill were in their prime,

when like Apollo he cameforth to war me
Our eares , or like a Mercury to charme !

2(ature herfelfe was proud ofhis defignes

And iofd to weare the drefsing of his lines !

which werefo andwouen

richlyfpun,
f fit.
As fince, (he will vouchfife no other Wit ,

The merry Grceke, tart Ariftophanes,

Neat Terence, witty Plautus, now notpicafe ,
But antiquated , and defer ted lye
As they were not ofNaturesfamily.
Yet muft l notgiue Nature all: Thy Art
Mygentle S hakefpearc 3 muft enioy apart
Tor though the Poets matter, Nature be.
His Art doth giue thefajhien. And ,
that he ,
Who cafts to write a lining line , muftfweat,

(fuch as thine are) andftrike theficond heat

Vpon the Mules amile : titrne thefame ,

(And himfelfi with it) that he thinkes to ame ;

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Orfir the lawrell, he may gaine afcorne
Tor a good Poet's made as well as borne , .

Andfuch wert thou Looke how thefathersface

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Liues in his ijfue , euen the race

fi,
Of Shakefpeares minde, and manners brightlyfines
In his well torned, andtrue filed lines
In each ofwhich, hefemes to (hake a Lance,
As brandifb’t at the eyes ofIgnorance.
Sweet Swan ofAnon*’ what a fight it were
Tofie thee in our watersyet appeare.
And make thofeflights vpon the bankes of Thames^
Thatfo did take Eliza, and our lames 1

But flay, /fee thee in the Hemifphere

Aduancd, and made a Conflellation there I

Shineforth, thou Starre of Vows, and with rage.

Or influence, chide ,or cheere the drooping Stage ;
Which, fince thyflightfro hence, hath mourn’d like night ,

And defpaires day, butfir thy Volumes light.

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Vpon the Lines and Life of the Famous

Scenicke Poet, Mailer VV illiam
SHAKESPEARE.
Hofe hands, which you foclapr, go now, and wring
You BntAims braue- for done arc Sbakefteares daycs :

His dayes are done, that made the dainty Playes,

Which made the Globe of hcau'n and earth to ring.
Dry’dcisthatvcine,dry’dis the TbeJJnan Spring,
Turn’d all to teares,and Phoebus clouds his rayes :

That corp’sjthatcoffin now beftickc thofe bayc s,

Wniclj crown’d him Poet firft, then Poets King.
If Tragedies might any Prologue hauc,
All thofe he made, would fcarfe make one to this
Where Fame, now that he gone is to the graue
("Deaths publiquctyring-houfc^ the Nuticiusis.
For though his line of life went foone about,
T nc life yet of his lines fhall neucr out.

HVGH HO LL AN V.

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TO THE MEMOR1E
of thedeceafed Authour Maifter
W. Shakespeare,
jHake-fpeare, at length thy pious fellowes giue

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' The world thy Workes : thy Work.es, by which ,out- line
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Thy Tomhe , thy name mujl when thatjlone
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is rent,
Time diffolues thy Stratford Moniment ,
Here Tbealiue fall njiew theefill. This Booke,

When Brafft and Marble fade ,fh all make thee looke

Fief to all Ages: when Bofentie

Shall loath what's ne'to ,thinke all isprodegie

That is not Shake- fpeares eury Line, each Verfe

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Heref?all reuiue,redeeme thee from thy Herfe.

Nor Fire, nor cankrtng Age} as Nafofaid
Ofhis, thy 'toit- fraught BookeJhall once inuade
Nor Jhall I ere beleeue, or thinke thee dead
(Thougl) mijl)<vntill our bankrout Stage be fped

( Jmpofsible) with
fome ne'to flraine t 'out-do
fdfs ions oflu\iet,and her Romeo ;
Or till '1 he are a Scene more nobly take
Then Men thy half Sword parlying Romans fpake ,

Till thefe, till any of thy Volumes reft

Shall with more fire, more feeling be exprtjf

'Befure jour Shakespeare, thou canft neuer dyes

But crjll'nd with LaTbrellJiue eternally

L.Di’gges.
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O’

E E wondred (Shake- fpeare) that thou wentffofont

From tire Worlds-Stage,tothe Graues-Tyring-roome,
Wee thought thee dead, but this thy printed Tuorth,
Tels thy Spectators, that thou'tuentft but forth
To enter Tbith applaufe. An Actors Art,
(fan dye, and Hue, to able a fecond part.
Thats but an Exit of Mortalitie
This, a Re-entrance to a Blaudite ,

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The Workes of W illiam Shakefpeare,

containing all his Comedies, Hiftories, and
Tragedies : Truely fet forth, 'according to their fir ft
OXJGJUJLL.

The Names of the Principall A Tors

mall thefePlayes.

liliam Shakefaeare . Samuel (jilburne.

Robert ?J[min
WMv^ hard .

fobn Hemming* William OJller.

ojlugujUne Phillip* *
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SJ\fiathan Field.

William Ififampt, fohn 'Underwood.

RhomasRoope. SRQcholas Tooley .

(jeorgeBryan. William Ecclejlone .

Henry CondelL fofeph Tayljr.

William Sly e. \ Robert Benfie Id

Richard (fiowly* Robert Goughe .

fohn Lomne. Richard 'Robinfan .

Samuell Crojje . lohn Shanckp.

&Alexander (faokg* lohn Rice e

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A C AT ALOGVE
of che feuerall Comedies, Hiftories, and 1 ra-
gedies contained in this Voltime.
COMEDIES. The Firft part of KJng Ferny the fourth. 46

The Second part ofFfHenry the fourth. 74

He Tempeft. Folio 1.
69
The Life ofKfng Henry the Fife.

§j§ygjg 7 fo fibo Gentlemen of Verona. 20

The Firft pa> t of King Henry the Sixt. 96
The Merry Wines of Windfor. 120
The Second part of King Hen. the Sixt.

Meafurefor Meafure 6l
The Thirdpart of King Henry the Sixt. 3
47
The Comedy ofErrours. ^5 The Life <5* Death of Tjchard the Third. l 73
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Much adoo about Nothing. IOI The Life ofKing Henry the Eight 205
22
Loues Labour lost J
TRAGEDIES.
Midfommer Nights Qreame ‘45
The Tragedy ofToriolanus. Fol. 1
The Merchant ofVenice. I63
Titus Andronicus„ 2

4s you Like it. I S5

J(omeo ana Juliet..
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The Taming of the Shrew. 208
Timon ofAthens „ So
All is well, that Ends well. 23O
The Life and death ofJulius (jefar. 109
Twefe-Nightj or whatyou will. *55
The Tragedy of Macbeth. 131
The Winters Tale. 304
The Tragedy ofHamlet. 152

HISTORIES.
The Life and Death ofifing John.
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King Lear.

Othello ghe

Anthony and
Moore ofVenice,

(fl'eopater
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310’

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The Life & death of ‘fi chard the fee ond. 23 Qimbeline I\i ng °J Britain? 3 69

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THE
TE PEST.
fin iprimus, Scena pnma

A ternncfhtotu noife of Thunder and Lightning heard : En- vpon this howling: they are lowder then the weather,
ter a Ship-wafer, and a Botefwaine. or our office: yet againe? What do you hecrec’Shal we
giuc ore and drowne.hauc you a minde to ttnkc ?
Mazier. Sebaf. A poxc o’your throat, you bawling, blafphe-
Ote-fwainc. mous Dog.
incharitablc
S Botef Heere Matter: What chccre? Worke you then.
Botef.
Afnft. Good Speake to th'Mariners fall : Anth. Hang cur,hang,you whorefon infolen.t Noyfe-
’took, yarcly , or we run our feiucs a ground, makcr,we be drownde.then thou art.
are lette afraid to
befhrrc,bcfiirre. Exit. Cjonz.. I’le warrant him for drowning , though the
Euler {Mariners. Ship were no ttronger then a Nutt-fficil, aDd as leaky as
Botef. Heigh rny hearts, cheerely, cheerely nay harts an vnftanched wench.
yare,yare:Takein the toppe-fale Tend toth’Matters : Botef. Lay her a hold.a hold ,
f« her two courfes off
Blow till thou burtt chywinde, if roonte c-
whittle: to Sea againe, lay her off.
nough.
Enter A!onJb, Sebaflian, Anthonio , Fcrdiuando, Enter Mariners wet.
Conajalo y and other s. Mari. All Iott,toprayer$,co prayers, all loft.
A Ion. Good Botefwaine haue care : where’s the Ma- Botef What mutt our mouths be cold ?
tter ?Play the men. Gena.. The King, and Prince, at prayers,let’s aflift them,
Botef. I pray now keepc below. for our cafe is as theirs,
A»th. Vl/here is the Matter, Bofon ? Sebaf. l’am out of patience.
Botef Do you not licarc him ? you man e our labour, An. We 3re meerly cheated of our Hues by drunkards.
Keepc your Cabines you do afsift the ttorme.
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This wide-chopt-rafcall, would thou migluft lye drow-
Conz,. Nay, good be patient. ning the wattling of ten T ides.
Botef. When the Sea is: hence, what cares thefc roa- Conic. Hce’l be hang’d yet,
rers for the n3mc of King ? to Cabine; ttlcnce : trouble Though euery drop ofwater fweare againft it.
ysnot. And gape at widtt to glut him. A
confufed noyft within.
Gen, Good, yet remember whom thou hatt aboord. Mercy on vs.
Botef. None that I more loue then my felfe, You arc We fplir,we fplit , Farewell my wife, and children,
a CounfeIlor,sf you can command thefe Elements to li- Farewell brother : we fplit, we fplir,we fplic.
Ience, 3 nd worke the peace of the prefenc, wee will not Anth. Let’s all ttnke with’King
hand rope more, vfe your authorise: It ycju cannot,
a Seb. Let’s take leaue of him. Exit.
giuc thankesyou haueliu’dfo long, and make your Gome. Now would I giuc a thoufand furlongs of Sea,
felfe rcadie in your Cabine for the milc’riancc of the for an Acre of barren ground Long heath , Browne
hourc, if it fohap. Cheerely good hearts out of our : firrs , any thing; the wills abouc be done, but I would

way I fay. Exit. faine dye a dry death. Exit.

Gen. I from this fcllow-.methinks
nauc great comfort
he hath no drowning marke vpon him, his complexion Scena Secunda.’
is perfedt Gallowcs (land faft good Fate td his han-
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ging, make the rope of his dettiny our cable, for our Enter Trefpero and Miranda,

owne dothlittleaduantagef Ifhc be not borne to bee Mira. If by your A.rt(my deerett father^ you haue
hang’d, ou$ cafe is mifcrable. Exit. Put the wild waters in this Rore;alay them:
Enter ’Botefwaine. The skye it feemes would powre down (linking pitch,

2?ofe/?Downe with the top-Maft : yare,lower,lowcr, But that the Sea, mounting to th’ welkins chccke.
bring her to Try with Maine-courfe. A plague
* Daffies the fire out. Oh I haue fuffered
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Aery within. Enter Sebaf tan, Anthonio & Cjoncalo. With thofc that 1 law fuffer: A brauc veffcll
A (Who
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2 . The Tempejl.
(Who had no doubt fome noble creature in her) Or bleffcd was’t we did ?
Dafh’d all to peeces : O the cry did knocke Prof. Both, both my Girle*
Againft my very heart poore foules.they perifh’d.
:
By fowle-play (as thou faid) were we hcau’d thence.
Had I byn any God of power, I would But blcflcdly holpe hither.
Haue funcke the Sea within the Earth, or ere Mira . O
my heart bleedes
It fhould the good Ship fo haue fwallow’d,and To thinke oth’ tcene that I haue turn’d you to,
The fraughting Soules within her. Which is from my remembrance, pleafeyou/artherj
Prof. Be colledted. Prof. My brother and thy vnclc,call’d Anthtnio :

No more amazement T ell your pitteous heart: I pray thee marke me, that a brother fhould
there’s no harme done. Be fo perfidious : he, whom next thy felfe
Mira. O woe, the day. Of all the world I lou’d,and to him put
Prof. No harme The mannage of my date , as at that time
I haue done nothing,but in care of thee Through all the fignories it was the firft,
(Of thee my deere one ; thee my daughter) who And Projpero, the prime Duke, being fo reputed
Arc ignorant of what thou art . naught knowing In dignity ; and for the liberall Artes,
Of whence I am : nor that I am more better Without a paralell ; thofe being all my dudie.
Then Projpero, Mader of a full poore cell. The Gouernment I cad vpon my brother.
And thy no greater Father. And to my State grew dranger, being tranfported
cJMira. More to j< now And rapt in fecret dudies,thy falfe vnde
Didneucr medic with my thoughts. (Do’d thou attend me?)
Prof. ’Tis time (Mira Sir,modheedeful!y.
I fhould informc thee farther Lend thy hand : Being once perfected how tograunt
Prof. fuites,
Andplucke my Magick garment from me: So, how to deny them who t’aduance,and who
:

Lye there my A rt: wipe thou thine eyes, haue comfort. To trafh for ouer-topping; new created
The direfull fpectacle of the wracke which touch’d The creatures that were mine,l
fay, or chang’d ’em,
The very vertue of compalfion in thee Or els new form’d 'em
hauing both the key,
;

I haue with fuch prouilion in mine Art Of Officer,and office/et all hearts i’th date
So fafely ordered, that there is no foule To what tune pleas’d his care, that now he was
No not fo much perdition as an hayre The Iuy which had hid my princely Trunck,
Betid to any creaturein the veflell And fuckt my verdure out on’t : Thoif attend’d not ?
Which thou heardd cry , which thou faw’dfmkc Sit : Mira. O good Sir, Idoc.
For thou mud now know farther. [downe, Prof. I pray thee marke me:
Mira. You haue often I thus negledling worldly ends, all dedicated
Begun to tell me what I am, but flopt To clofenes,and the bettering of my mind
And left me to a bootelelle Inquifition, wi th that, which but by being fo retir’d
Condudingjflay: notyer. Ore-priz’d all popular rate:in niy falfe brother
Prof The howr’s now come Awak’a an euill nature, and my trud
The very minute byds thee ope thine care, Like a good p3rent,clid beget of him
Obey, and be attentiue. Canll thou remember A falfehood in it’s contrarie,as great
A time before we came vnto this Cell ? As my trud w as, which had indeede no limit,
I doe not thinke thou canll, for then thou was’t not A confidence fans bound. He being thus Lorded,
Out three yeeres old. Not onely with what my reuenew yeelded,
(Mira. Certainely Sir, I can. But what my power might els exadt. Like one
Prof. By what? by any other houfe, or perfon? Who hauing into truth, by telling of it,
Of any thing the Itnage,tcll
me, that MadeXuch a fynner of his memorie
Hath kept with thy remembrance. Tocreditchis ovvnelie,he did beleeue
Cfttira. ’Tis farreoft'.- He was indeed the Duke,out o’th’ Subfiitution
And rather like a dreame, then an afiurancc And executing th’outward face of Roialtie
That my remembrance warrants Had I not .•
With all prerogatiue:hcnce his Ambition growing :

Fo wre,or flue women once,that tended me ? Dodthouheare?

’Prof. Thou hodll ; and more Miranda : But how is it M>ra. Yourtalc,Sir, would cure deafenefle.
1 hat this liues in thy mindc ? What feed thou els Prof. T o haue no Schreenebetween this part he plaid,
In the dark-backward and Abilme of Time? And him he plaid it for, he needes will be
Yf thou remetnbred ought ere thou cam d here. Abfolute Millaine, Me (poore man) my Librarie
How thou earn’d here thou maid. Was Dukedome large enough oftemporallroalties :

doe not.
Mira. But that I He thinks me now incapable. Confederates
Prof. Twclueyere (\nce{Mirandd)r.Yit\we yerc fince, (fo drie he was
Sway) with King of Naples
for
Thy father was the Duke of Millaine and Togiuehim Annuall tribute, doe him homage

A Prince ofpower.* Subiedl his Coronet, to his Crowne and bend

AUra. Sir, are not you my Father? The Dukedom yet vnbow’d (alas pooxeTrlillaine')
Prof Thy Mother was a peece ofvertue, and To mod ignoble dooping.
She faid thou wad my daughter; and thy father "Mira. Oh the heauens
Was Duke of Millaine, and his onely heirc. Prof. Marke his condrtion,and th*eucnt,lhen tell me
And PrinccfTe no worfe Iffucd.
;
might be a brother.
If this
Mira. O the heauens. Mira. 1 fhould finne
What fowle play had we, that we came from thence? i
To thinke but Nobliepfrtiy Grand-mother,
Good
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*Tbe Tempeji •

Good wombes haue borne bad fonnes. For ftill ’tis beating in ray minde your reafon
;

Pro. Now the Condition. For rayfing this S«a-ftorme ?

This King of Naples being an Enemy Pro. Know thus far forth,
Tome inueterate,hearkens my Brothers fuit, By accident moft ftrange, bountifull Fort Hue
Which was, That he in lieu o’th’ premifes, (Now my
deere Lady) hath mine enemies
Ofhomage,and I know not how much Tribute, Brought to this fhore : And by my prefcience
Should prefently extirpate me and mine ifindemyZea/r^doth depend vpon
Out of the Dukedome, and confer faire MtHame A moftaufpitious ftarre, whofe influence
With all the Honors, on my brother Whereon : Ifnow I court not, but omit ; my fortunes
A treacherous Armic leuied, one mid-night Will euer after droope Heare ceafe more queftions.
:

Fated to th’ purpofe, did Anthnnio open Thou art inclinde to fleepe ’tis a good dulnefle,
:

The gates of MiHavte, and ith’ dead ofdarkenefle ;

And giue it way I know thou canft not chufe
:

The minifters for th’ purpofe hurried thence >

Come away, Seruant, come I am ready now, ;

Me, and thy crying felfe. j

Approach my Ariel. Come. Enter Ariel,
CJMtr. Alack, for pitty : I
Art. All haile, great Maftcr,graue Sir, hailerl come
I not remembring how I cride out then To anfwer thy beft pleafure be’t to fly, ;

Will cry it ore againe : it is a hint T o fwim, to diue into the fire to ride :

That wrings mine eyes too’c. On the curld clowds: to thy ftrong bidding, taskc
Pro. Heare a little further, tAriel, and all his Qualitie.

And then Tie bring thee to theprefentbufinefle Pro. Haft thou, Spirit,
Which now’s vpon ’s without the which, this Story
: Pcrformd to point, the Tempeft that I bad thee.
Were moft impertinent. ssfr. To euery Article.
Cftfir. Wherefore did they not I boorded the Kings {hip now on the Beake,
.•

That howre deftroy vs ? Now in the Wafts, the Decke, in eucry Cabyn,
Pro. Well demanded, wench : I flam’d amazement, fometime I’ld diuide

My T ale prouokes that queftion : Deare,they durft not, And bume in many places on the Top-maft, ;

So dearethe loue my people bore me nor : fet The Yards and Bore-fpritc, would I flame diftintftly.
A marke fo bloudy on the bufinefle; but Then inccze,and ioyne. lsues Lightning, the precurfers
Wi th colours fairer, painted their foule ends. O’ch drcadfull Thunder-claps moremomemarie
In few, they hurried vs a-boord a Barke Ana fight out- running were nor; the fire, and cracks
Bore vs fome Leagues to Sea, where they prepared Of fulphurous roaring, the moft mighty Neptune
A rotten carkafl'e of a Butt, not rigg’d, Seeme to befiege, and make his bold waues tremble.
Nor mad, the very rats
tackle, fayle,nor Yea, his dread Trident fbake.
Inftin&iuely haue quit it There they hoyft vs
: Pro. My braue Spirit,
To cry to th’ Sea, that roard to vs ;
to figh Who was fo firme, fo conftant, that this coyle
T o th’ windes, whofe pitty fighing backe againe Would not infeff his teafon?
Did vs butlouing w'rong. *Ar. Not a foule
Mir. Alack, what trouble Butfelt aFeauerofthemadde,and plaid
Was I then to you ? Some tricks of defperationbut Mariners;
all

Pro. O, a Cherubin Plung’d in the foaming bryne, and quit the veflell
Thou was’t that did preferue me Thou
;
didft fmile, Then all a fire with me the Kings ionne Ferdinand
Infufed with a fortitude from heauen, With haire vp -flaring (then like reeds, nothaire)
When I haue deck’d the fea with drops full fait, Was the firft man that leapt ; cride hellis empty.
Vnder my burthen groan’d, which taif’d in me And all the Diuels are heere.
An vndergoing ftomacke, to bcare vp Pro. Why that’s my fpirit:
Againft what fhould enfue. But was not this r.ve fhore ?
Mir. How came we a fhore ? Ar. Clofe by, my Mafter.
Pro. By prouidence diuine. But are they (v4r/e//)fafe?
Pro.
Some food, we had, and fome frefli water, that Ar. Not a haire perifhd :

A noble Neapolitan Gonualo On their fuftaining garments not a blemifb,’

Out ofhis Charity, (who being then appointed But frefher then before and as thou badft me.
:

Mafterofthis defigne) did giuevs,with In troops I haue difperfd them ’bout the Ifle
Rich garments, linnens, fluffs, and neceiTaries The Kings fonne haue I landed by himfelfe.
Which fince haue deeded much, fo ofhis gentlenefle Whom I left cooling of the Ayre with fighes.
Knowing I lou’d my bookes, he furnifhd me In an odde Angle of the Ifle, and fitting
From mineowne Library, with volumes, that His armes in this fad knot.
I prize aboue my Dukedome. Pro. Of the Kings fhip,»
Mir, Would I might TheMarriners.fay how thou haft difpofd,
But euer fee that man. Anckall the reft o’th’ Fleete ?

Pro. Nowlarife, Ar. Safely in harbour

Sit{Till, and heare the laftofour fea-forrow : Is the Kings fbippe, in the deepe Nooke,where once
Heere in this Hand we arriu’d, and heere Thou calldft me vp at midnight to fetch dewe
Haue I, thy Schoolemaftcr, made thee more profit From the ftill- ycxt'Bermootbes, there {he's hid;
Then other Princeffe can, that haue more time The Marriners all vnder hatches flowed.
For vainer howres ; and Tutors, not fo carefull. Who, with a Charme ioynd to their fuffred labour
Mir . Heuens thank you for’t. And now I pray you Sir, I haue left afleep : and for the reft o’th’ Fleet \

A a Which
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4 ThcTemptft.
(Which I difpers’d) they all haue met agalne, T o lay vpon the damn’d, which Sycorax
And are vpon the 7Hediterranian Flote Could not againe vndoe : it was mine Art
Bound ladly home for Naples, When I arriu’d, and heard thee, that madc^ape
Suppofing that they faw the Kings fbtp wrackt. The Pyne, and let thee out.
And his great perfon perifh. Ar. Ithankc thceMafter.
Pro. Ariel, thy charge more murmur’ft, I will rend an Qake
Pro. If thou
Exailly is perform’d ; but there’s more worke And peg-thee in his knotty entrai!es,till
What is the time o’ch’day ? Thou haft howl’d away twelue winters.
Ar. Paft the mid feafon. Ar. Pardon, Matter,
Pro. At leaf! twoGla(Tcs:the time’twixt fix &.now I willbe correfpondent to command
Muft by vs both be fpent moft precioufly. And doc my fpryting, gently.
Ar. Is there more toy lc ? Since ^ doll giueme pains. Pro. Doe fo sand after two daies
Let me remember thee what thou haft promis’d. I will difeharge thee.
Which is not yet perform’d me. Ar. That’s my noble Matter
Pro. How now? moodie? What {hall I doe ? fay what ? what fliall I doe ?
What is’t thou canft demand ? Pro, Goe make thy felfe like a Nymph o’th* Sea,
Ar. My Libcrtie. Be fubiedl to no fight but thine,and mine inuifiblc :

Pro. Before the time be out ? no more T o euery eye-ball elfe : goe take this fhape
Ar. Iprethee, And hither came in’t goe hence :
:

Remember I haue done thee worthy feruice, With diligence. Exit.

Told thee no lyes, made thee no miftakings, ferv’d Pro. Awake, deere hart awake, thou haft flept well.
Without or grudge, or grumblings ; thou did promife Awake.
To bate me a full ycere. Mir. The tlrangenes of your ftory,put
Pro. Do’ft thou forget Hcauineffein me.
From what a torment I did free thee? Ar. No. Pro. Shake it off: Come on,
ph. Thou do’ft Sc thinkft it much to tread y Ooze
: W ec’ll vifit Caliban , my flaue, who neuer
Of the faltdeepe; Ycelds vskindcanfwere.
To run vpon thefharpewindeofthe North, Mir. Tis a viliaineSir, I doenotloue tolaokeon.
To doc mebufincftcin the vcincso’th’ earth Pro. But as 'tis
When it is bak’d with froft. We cannot mifle him : he do’s make our fire ,
Ar. I doe not Sir. Fetch in our wood, and femes in Offices
Pro. Thou lieft, malignant Thing: haftthouforgot That profit vs : What hoa : flaue : Caliban
The fowle Witch Sycorax, who with Age and Enuy Thou Earth, thou : Ipeake.
Was growne intoahoopc? haft thou forgot her ? wood enough within.
Cal, within. There’s
Ar. No Sir. Come forth I fay, there’s other bufines for thee:
Pro.
Pro. Thou haft: where was flic born? fpcak:teilmc: Come thou T ortoys, when ? Enter Ariel like a water-
Ar. Sir, in Argier. Fine appat ifion: my queint Ariel Nymph. ,

Pro Oh, was (he fo:l muft Hearke in thine e3rc.

Once in a moncth recount what thou haft bin Ar. My Lord, it fhallbe done. Exit.
Which thou forgetft. This damn’d Witch Sycorax Thou poyfonous flaue, got by f diuell himfelfe
'Pro.

For mifehiefes manifold, and forceries terrible Vpon thy wicked Dam come forth. Enter Caliban.;

To enter humane hearing, from Argier As wicked dewe, as ere my mother brulh’d
Cal.
Thou know’ft was banifh'd torone thing fhe did
: With Rauens feather from vnwholcfome Fen
They wold not take her life: Is not this true ? Ar.\ , Sir. Drop on you both A Southwell blow on yee
:

Pro. This blew ey’dhag, was hither brought with And blifter you all ore.
And here was left by th’ Saylors; thou my flaue, (child. Pro. For this be fure, to night thou (halt haue cramps,
As thou reportft thy felfe,was then her feruant, Side-ditches, that fhall pen thy breath vp, Vrchins
And for thou waft a Spirit too delicate Shall for that vaft of night, that they may worke
To afther earthy, and abhord commands. All exercife on thee thou fhalt be pinch’d
:

Refilling her grand hefts, flic did confine thee A s thicke as hony-combe, each pinch more flinging
By helpe of her more potent Minifters, Then Bees that made ’em.
And in her moft vnmittigable rage. Cal. I muft eat my dinner:
Into a clouen Pyne, within which rift This mine by Sycorax my mother.
Ifland’s
Imprifon’djthou didftpainefully remaine Which thou tak’ft from me: when thou cam’ll firft
A dozen yeeres : within which lpace fhe di’d. Thou ftroakft me,& made much of me: wouldft giue me
And left thee there: where thou didft vent thy groanes Water with berries in’t and teach me how :

As faft as Mill-wheeles ftrike : Then was this lfland To name thebigger Light, and how thclefle
(Saue for the Son, that he did littour hecrc, Thatburneby day, and night : and then I lou’d thee
A frekelld whelpe, hag-borne) not honour’d with And fhew’d thee all the qualities b’th’ Ifle
A humane fhape. The frefih Springs,Brine.pits barren place and fertill ;

Ar. Yes : Caliban her fonne. Curs’d be I that did fo All the Charmes :

Pro. Dull thing, I fay fo : he, that Caliban Of Sycorax : Toades, Beetles, Batts light on you
Whom now I keepe in feruice, thou bell know ft For I am all the Subie£ts that you haue
What torment I did finde thee in ; thy groncs Which firft was min owneKing : andhereyou fty-mc

Did make wolues hovvle, and penetrate the breads In this hard Rocke,whiles you doe keepe from me
Of cuer-angry Beares ; it was a torment The reft o’ch’ lfland.
Pro. Thou J
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The Tempejl. s
\
Fro. Thou mod lying flauc. That the earth owes : I heareitnow aboueme.
Whom dripcs may m6ue,notkindnes:I haue tfs’d thee '
Fro. The fringed Curtaines of chine eye aduance,
I (Filth as thou art ) with humane care.and lodg’d thee And fay what thou fee’ll yond.
owneCcll, till thou didd feeke to violate
In mine Mira. What is’t a Spirit?
The honor of my dlilde. Lord, how
it lookes about : Beleeue me fir.

Cal. Oh hp;6h ho, would’t had bene done braue forme. But ’tis a fpirit.
It carries a

Thou didd preuent me, I had pcopel’d elfe Pro.No wench.it eats,and deeps, hath fuch fenfes &
This Ifle with Calibans. As wehaue: luch. This Gallant which thou feed
Mira. Abhorred Slaue, 1 Was in the wracke : and but hec’s fomething dain’d
Which any print of goodrtefle wilt not take, With greefc (that’s beauties canker) might’d call him )'•

Being capable of all ill : I pittied thee. A goodly perfon he hath lod his fellowes.
:

Took pains to make thee fpeak, taught thee each houre And drayes about tofinde’em.
One thing or other when thou didlt not (Sauagc)
: Mir. I might call him
Know thine owne meaning but wouldd gabble, like ;
A thing diuinc, for nothing naturall
A thing moft brutifh, I endow'd chy purpoles I cuer law fo Noble.
With words that made them knowne;Buc thy vdd race Pro. It goes on I fee
(Tho thou diddlearn)had that in’t, which good incur- As my foule prompts it : Spirit, fine fpirit, lie free thee
Could not abide to be with; therefore wad thou Within two dayes for this.
Dcferuedly confin’d into this Rocke, who had'd Fer. Mod fure the GoddefiTc
Deferu’d more then a priion. On whom thele ayres attend : Vonchfafe my pray’r
You taught me Language, and my profit on’t
(fal.
May know ifyou remaine vpon thisllland.
!
Is, I know how to curfe the red-plague rid you : And that you will fome good indru<dion giue
For learning me your language. How I may bearc me heere my prime requed :

Prof. HagTccd, hence (Which I do lad pronounce) is (O you wonder)

Fetch vs in Fewcll, and be qUicke thou’rt bed Ifyou be Mayd, or no ?
To anfwer other bufinclfe rfhftfg’d thou (Malice) Mir. No wonder Sir,
If thou negledft, or dod vn willingly But certainly a Mayd.
What I command, lie racke thee with old Cr ampes, Fer. My Language ? Heaucns 3

Fill all thy bones with Aches, make thee rorc. :

I am the bed of them that fpeake this fpeecb.
That beads fhall tremble at thy dyn. Were I but where ’tis fpoken.
Cal. No,’pray thcc. Pro. How? the bed?
’
I mud obey, his Artis offuehfpow’r. What vver’t thou if the King ofNaples heard thee ?

would controll my Dams god Setcbos ,

It Fer. A fingle thing, as I am now, that wonders
And make a vadaile ofhim. To lieare thee lpeake of Naples : he do’s heare me.
Pro, So daue, hence. Exit Cal. And that he do’s, I wcepe my fclfe am Naples :
,

Enter Ferdinand Cr Ariel, inuifible playing Cr fiuging. Who, with mine eyes (neuer fince at ebbe) beheld
Ariel Song. Come vnio thefeyellow funds, The King my Father wrack’t.
and then take hands : 1 JMir. Alaclce, for mercy.
CurtJied whenyou haue, and Iff Fer. Yes taith,& all his Lords, the Duke of Mtllatne
the wilde wanes whif And his braue fonne, being twaine.
Foote and there, andfveete Speight s beare
it feat ly heere , Pro. The Duke of Mtllaine
Burthen dilperlcdlv.
the burthen. And his more brauer daughter, could control! the?
Harke.harkefowgh wawgh : the watch- Doggcs barky, Jrnow’cwerefit to do’t At thefirft fight :

bowgh-wawgh They haue chang’d eyes Delicate Ariel, :

Ar. Hark) harfi, l heare,tbe (Iraine of(Irutting (fhunt iciere He let thee free for this. A word good Sir,
cry cockad.idle.dowe . I fearc you haue done your felfe fome wrong : A word,
Fer. Where flfold this Maffick be? Ftli aire,or th’carth? 'Mir. Why fpeakes my father fovngentlyAXN*
It founds ito more and : fure it waytes vpon Is the third m3n that ere I faw the : firft

Some God ’oth’Ilandl fitting on a bankc, That ere I figh’d for :

pitty moue my father
Weeping againe the King fny Fathers wracke. To be enclin’d my way.
This Muficke crept by me vpon the waters, Fer. O, if a Virgin,
Allaying both their fury, and my prdfion "•
And your affe<5lion not goneforth, Ilemakeyon
With it’s fweec ayre thencel haue follow’d : it Yhe Queene of Naples.
(Or it hath drawne me rather) but ’tis gone.- •
Pro. Soft one word more.
fir,

No, it begins againe. They are both pow’rs : But this fwift bufines
in ey thers
I mud vneafie make, lead too light winning
'

. Ariel} Song. Full fadom fine thy Vather hes,

Of his bones are (forrall made : Make the prize light. One word more: I charge thee
Thofe arepearles that werehts eiet, That thou attend me Thou do’d heere vfurpe :

, Nothing ofhim that doth fade, The name thou ow’d not, and had put thy felfe
Btit doth fififera Sea-change Vpon this Ifland, as alpy.towinit
Tnto fome thing- rich,(fr ftrangc: From me, the Lord on’t.
'
Sea Nimpht hourly ring his knell. 1
Fer. No, as I am a man,
Burthen: ding dong. ^iriTher’s nothing ill, can dwell in fuch a Temple*
HJtrk enow I hearrthem, ding-dong bell. If the ill-fpirit haue lo fayre a houfc.
Ter. The Ditty do’s remember my drown’d father. Good things will ftnuc to dwell with’t.
This is no mortall bufinesiUldt no found Pro. Follow me.
A'3 3
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6 The Temptft.
Prof Speake not you for him : hcc’s a Traitor:comc, Ismuch beyond our Ioffe ; our hint of woe
liemanacle thy neckc and feetc toge ther Iscommon, euery day, fome Saylors wife.
Sea water (halt thou drinke : thy food fhall be The Matters of fome Merchant, and the Merchant
The frclh-brooke Muffels, wither’d roots, andhuskcs Haue iuft our Theame of woe: But for the miracle,
Whefein the Acorne cradled Follow. . (Imeanc our preferuation) few in million*
Fer. No, Can fpeake like vs then wifely (good Sir)weigh
:

I will refift fuch entertainment, till Our forrow, with our comfort.
Mine enemy ha’s morepow’r. Alonf Prethee peace.
H e dr awe t, and is charmed from moning. Seb. He rcceiues comfort like cold porredge.
Mira. O deere Father, Ant. The Vificor will not giue him ore fo.
Make not too rafh a triall ofhim, for Seb. Looke, hee's winding vp the watch of his wit,
Hee’s gentle, and not fcarfull. By and by it will ftrike.
Prof What I fay, Cjon. Sir.
My foote my Tutor? Put thy fword vp Traitor, Seb. One: Tell.
Who mak’ft a fhcw,but dar’tt not ftrike:thy confcience When euery greefe is entertaind.
Gon.
Is fo poffeft with guilt Come,froiA thy ward.
: That’s offer’d comes to th’entcrtainer.
For I can hecre difarme thee with this ttickc, '
Seb. A dollor.
And make thy weapon drop. Gon. Dolour comes to him indeed,you haue fpoken
tJMira. Befcech you Father. truer then you purpos’d.
Prof. Hence : hang not on my garments. Seb. You haue taken it wifclier then I meant you
Mira. Sir haue pity, fhould.
lie be his furety. Gon. Therefore my Lord.
Prof. Silence: One word more Ant . Fie, what a fpend-thrift is he ofhis tongue.
Shall make me chide thee, if not hate thee : What, Alon. I pre-thee fpare.
An aduocateforan Itnpoftor? Huff) : Gon. Well, I haue done : But yet
Thou think’ft there is nomore fuch fhapes as he, Seb. He will be talking.
(Hauing fecne but him and Caliban:} Foohfh wench, Ant. Which, of he, or Adrian, for a good wager,
To th’moft ofmen, this is a Caliban , Firft begins to crow ?
And they tohim are Angels. Seb. The old Cocke.
CMira. MyafFe&ions Ant. The Cockrell.
Are then mod humble: 1 haue no ambition Seb. Done: The wager?
To fee a goodlier man. A»t. A Laughter.
Prof. Come on, obey: Seb. A match.
Thy Ncrues are in their infancy againe. Adr. Though this Ifl^nd feerne to be defert.
And haue no vigour in them. Seb. Ha, ha, ha.
Fer. So they arc : , Ant. So you’r paid.
:

My fpirits, as in a dreame, are all bound vp : A dr. Vninhabjtablc,andalmoft inacceffible,

My Fathers Ioffe, the weakneffe which I feele. !

Seb. Yet
The wrackeofall my friends, nor this mans threats. Adr. Yet
To whom I am fubdude,arebut light to me. Ant He could not
. miffe’t.
Might I but through my prifon once a day Adr. It mutt needs be offubtle, tender, and delicate
Behold this Mayd all corners elfe o’th’Earth
: temperance.
Let liberty make vfe of fpace enough : Ant. Temperance was a delicate wench.
Haue I in fuch a prifon. Seb. I, and a fubtlc, as he mod learnedly deliuer’d.
Prof. It workes : Come on. Adr. The ayre breathes vpon vs here moft fweetly.
Thou haft done well, AricR follow me,
fine Seb. As if it had Lungs, and rotten ones.
Harke what thou elfe fhalt do mce. tAnt. Or, as ’twerc perfum’d by a Fen,
Mira. Be of comfort. Gon Heerc is euery thing aduantageous to life.
My Fathers of a better nature (Sir) tAnt. True, fauemeancstoliue.
Then he appeares by fpccch : this is vnwonted Seb. Of that there’s none, or little.
Which now came from him. Gon. Howluttiandlufty the graffelookes?
Prof. Thou fhalt be as free How greene ?
As mountaine windcs ; but then exa£Uy do Ant. The ground indeed is tawny.
All points of my command. Seb. With an eye of greene in’t.
tAriell. To th’fy liable. tAnt. He miffes not much.
Prof Come follow fpeake not for him.
: Exeunt. Seb. No : he doth but miftake the truth totally.
Gon. But the rarietyofit is, which is indeed almoft

beyond credit.
Seb. As many voucht rarieties are.
Alius Secundus . Sccena Trima. Gon. That our Garments being(as they were)drencht
in the Sea, hold notwithftanding their frefhneffe and
gloffes, being rather newdy’de then ftain’d with falte
' Enter Alonfo} Sebafian, Anthonie, Gonxjalo, Adrian, water.
and other t.
Francifco , Ant. If but one ofhis pockets could fpeake, would
Ccw^.Befeechyou Sir, be merry ; you hatse caufe, it not fay he lyes ?
(So haue we all) of ioy ; for our cfcape Seb. I, or very falfcly pocket vp his report.
Got.
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Gon. Me thinkes our garments arc now as frefh as The faults your owne. *

when we put them on firft in Affricke , at the marriage Alon. Soisthedoer’ftoth’loffe.

of the kings faire daughter Clartbel to the king of Tunis. Con. My
Lord Sebaftian,
Stb. ’T was a fvvect marriage, and we profper wcllin The truth you fpeake doth lacke fome gentleneflc.
eur rcturne. And time to fpeake it in : you rub the fore.
A dri . Tunis was neuer grac’d before wich fuch a Pa- When you fhould bring the plaifter.
ragon to their Queene. Seb. Very well. Ant. And mod Chirurgeonly.
gon. Not ftnee widdow time. Con. Itisfoule weather in vs all.good Sir,
Ant. Widow? A pox o’that how came that Wid- : When you are cloudy.
dow in ? Widdow Dido Seb. Fowle weather? Ant. Very foule.
Seb. What if he had laid Widdouer<^£»r<« too? Gon. Had I plantation of this Ifle my Lord,
Good Lord, how you fake it ? Ant. Hec’dfow’t with Nettle-feed.
Adri. Widdow DtdolaTcTymi ? You make me fiudy Seb.Or dockes, or Mallowes.
of that She was of Carthage, pot of Tunis.
:
Con. And were the King on’t, what would I do ?
Gon. This Tunis Sir was Carthage. Seb. Scape being drunke, for want of Wine.
Adri. Carthage? Con. I aliiireyou Carthage. Con. I’th’Commonwealth I would (by contraries)
Ant. His word is more then the miraculous Harpe. Execute all things For no kinde of Trafficke
:

Seb. He hath rais’d the wall, and houles too. Would I admit No name of Magiftrate:
:

_^»/.What impolsible nutter wil he make eafy next? Letters fhould not be knowne Riches, pouerty, :

Scb.thinkehec will carry this Ifland home in his

1 A nd vie of feruice, none Contrail, Succefsipn,:

pocket, and giuc it his fount for an Apple. Borne, bound of Land, Tilth,Vineyard none
Ant. And fowing the kernels of it in the Sea, bring No vfeofMettall,Corne, or Wine, or Oyle;
forth more Iflands. No occupation, all men idle, all: i'n-. .

Gon I. Ant. Why in good time. And Women too, but innocent and pure:
y /
Gon. we were talking, ihatcur garments l'eemc
Sir, No Soueraignty. *
.

now as frefh as when we were at Turns at the marriage Seb.Yet he would be King on’t.
of your daughter, who is now Queene. Ant. The latter end of his Common-wealth forgets
Ant. And the rareft that ere came there. . the beginning. .G.Z
Seb. Bate ( I beleech you) widdow Dido . Gon. All things in common Nature fhould produce
Ant. O Widdow Dido? I, Widdow Dido. Without fwcat ot endeuour ; Treafon, fellony,
Gon. Is not Sir my doublet as frefli as the Hrft day I Sword, Pike, Knife, Gun, or needc of any Engine
wore it i I mcane in a fort. Would I not haue but Nature fhould bring' fotth
:

Ant. Th at fort was well fifh’d for. Ofit owne kinde, all foyzon.all abundance
Gon. When I wore
your daughters marriage.
it at T o feed my innocent people.
A
Ion. You cram thefe words into mine eares,agamft Stb , No marrying Vnong his fubieils?. >

the flomackeof my fenfe would I had neuer : Ant.None (man) all idle Whores andknaues, ;

Married my daughter there For comming thence : I would with fuch perfection gouerne Sir,:
gon.
My fonne is loft, and (in my rate) fhe too. :
T’Exccll the Golden Age. -- ,
-

Who is fo farre from Italy remoued, Seb. ’SauehisMaiefty. ^*r.Longliue Gcnz,alo. , r

I ne’rc againe fhall fee her O thou mine heire : Gon. And do you marke me, Sir? i::. (me.
Of Naples and of OHtllaine, what ftrangc fifh Alon. pre-thee no more: thou doft talkenpthing to
Hath made his meale on thee ? Gon. 1 do well beleeue your Highnefic# and did it
Fran. Sir he may !iuc, tominifler occafion to thefe Gentlemen, who are of
Ifaw him beate the furges vnder him, fuch fenftble and nimble Lungs, that they alwayes vfe
And ride vpon their backes ; he trod the water to laugh at nothir^g. *

Whofc enmity he flung aftdc and brefted : Ant. ’Twas you we laugh’d at. ; ..

Thefurgc mod fwolne that met him ; his bold head Gon. Who.in this kind ofmerry fooling am nothing i

’Boue the contentious waucs he kept, and oared toyou;foyoumaycontinue,andlaughac nothing ftilk
Himfelfe with his good armes in hilly ftroke Jlnr. What a blow was thcregiuen? v, , ; I
. I

To th’fhore ;
waue-worne bafts bowed
that ore his Scb. And it had not falne flat-long. •

As Hooping to releeuc him I not doubt : Gon. You are Gentlemen ofbraue mettahyoa would
He came aliue to Land. lift the Moone out ofher fpheare, iffhe wojuld.continue

Alon. No, no, hee’s gone. in it flue weekes without changing.

Seb. Sir you may thank yoiir felfe for this great Ioffe, Enter Aricll playing folemne Aduficke,.
That would not blcffc our Europe with your daughter. Seb. We would fo,and then go a Bat-fowling.
But rather loofe her to an Affrican, Ant. Nay good my Lord, be not angry.
Where fhe at leaf!, is banifh’d from your eye. Gon. No I warrant you, I will not aduepkujre . my
Who hath caufe to wet the greefe on’t. diferetion fo weakly : Will you laugh me afleepe, for 1
Alon. Pre-dice peace. am very heauy
You were kneel’d too, & importun’d otherwife
Seb. Ant. Go fleepe, and heare vs. ;

By of vs i and the faire foule her felfe

all Alon. Whar, all fofoonc afleepe? I wifh mine eyes
Waigh’d bfctwceheloathneffe, and obedience.at Would (with themfelues) fhut vp my thoughts,
Which end o'th’beamc fhould bow: vse hauc loft your 1 finde they are inclin’d to do fo.
I feare for euer tMillaine and Naples haue (fon. Seb. PleafeypuShr,'-. :

Mo widdowes in them ofthi$6ufineffe making, Do not omit the heauy offer ofit:
Then we bring men to comfoitthem j It fildomevifitsforrow,whenit doth, it is a Comforter,
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\ Ant . We two my Lord, will guard your perfon. Tenleagucs beyond mans life (he that from Naples :

While you take your reft,and watch your fafcty. Can haue no] note, vnleffe the Sun were poft
Alon. Thanke you ondrous heauv. : W The Man i th Moone’s too flow,till new-borne chinncs
: i

Seb. What a Grange drovvfines poflefles them? Be rou gh, and Razor-able She that from whom :

Ant. It i$the quality o’th’Clym 3 te. W e all were fca-fwallow’d, though fome cad againe,
Seb. Why (And by that deftiny) to performe an aft
Doth tt.not then our eye-lids (inke? I finde Whereof, what’s pad is Prologue ; what to come
Not my felfe difpos’d to flcep. In yours, and my difeharge.
Ant. Nor I, my fpirits are nimble ; : ' Seb.
i What duffe is this ? How fay you ?
They fell together all, as by confent ’Tis true my brothers daughter’s Queene oiTttnu,
. They dropt, as by a Thunder-flroke what might : So is (he heyre of Naples, ’twixt whichRcgions
W orthy Sebastian? O, what might ? no more : There is fome fpace.
: And yet, me thinkes I fee it in thy face. Ant. A fpace, whofc eu’ry cubit
What thou (hould’ft be : th’occafion fpeaks thee, and Secmes to cry out, how fhall that Claribell
My ftrong imagination fee’s a Crowne Mcafure vs backe to Naples ? keepc in Tunis,
Dropping vpon thy head, And let Scbaflian wake. Say, this were death
i
Seb. What* art thou waking ? That now hath feiz’d them, why they werenoworle
Ant Do you not heare moipeake ? Then now they are There be that can rule Naples
:

Seb. Idctjand furely As well as he that fleepes Lords, that can prate :

It is a fleepy Language and thou ;

fpcak’ft As amply, and vnneccflarily
Out of thy fleepe What is
: it thou didft fay? As this GontMllo 1 my lelfc could make
:
J

- Thisisaftraugcrepofc, tobeadcepe A Chough ofasdeepe chat O, that you bore :

• With eyes wide open; (landing, fpeaking, moiling Themindethatl do; what a fleepe were this
And yet fo fall aflecpe. For your aduancement ? Do you vnderdand me ?

Ant. Noble Sebafiian, Seb. Me thinkes I do.

Thou let’ft thy fortune flecpc : die rather : wink’ll Ant. And how do’s your content
i
Whiles thou art waking. Tender your owne good fortune?
Seb. Thou do’ll fnore diftinftly. Seb. I remember
There’s meaning in thy fnorcs. You did fupplant your Broth etProfpero.
Ant. I am more ferious then my cuftome :
you Ant. True:
Mud be fo too, if heed me : which to do, And looke how well my Garments (it vponme.
Ti'cbblestheeo’re. Much fcater then before My Brothers feruants :

W
\

Seb . Well t lam ftariding water. ere then my fellowes, now they are my men,
r
Ant . lie teach you howto flow, Seb. But for your confcience.
i Seb. Do fo : to ebbe Ant. I Sir where lies that ? If’twcre a kybe
:

Hereditary Sloth inflrufts me. ’T would put me to my flipper But I fcele not :

• Ant. 07 • . - This Deity in my boibme : ’Twentie confidences

If you but knew how you the purpofe cherifli That ftand ’ewixt me, and CMillaine, candied be they,
• Whiles thus you mockc it how in dripping it : And melt ere they niollell : Hcere lies your Brother,
You more inueft it : ebbing men, indeed No better then the earth he lies vpon,

(Mod often) do fo neere the bottome run If he were that which now hee’s like (that’s dead)!
By their ownefeare, or doth. Whom I with obedient
ftcele (three inches of it)
this

Seb. ’Pre-thee fay on. Can lay to bed whiles you doing thus,
for euer :

The fetting of thine eye, and chcekeproclaime T o the perpetuall winkc for aye might put
A matter ftom thee j
and a birth, indeed,' This.ancicnt morfcll : this. Sir Prudence, who
Which throwes thcc much to yecld. Should not vpbraid our courfe : for all the reft
A»(. Thus Sir They’l take fuggeftion, as a Cat laps milke,
Although^his Lord of vyeake remembrance; this They’l tell the ciocke, to any bufineffe that
Who fhall be bf as little memory We faylbefits the houre.
When he is earth’d, hath here almoflperfwadcd Seb. Thy cafe, deere Friend \

(For hee's a Spirit of perfwadon, onely Shall be my prefident As thou got’ft Millaine,
:

j
T^feffes to perfwade) thc.King his fonne’s aliue, Tie come by Naples Draw thy fword, one ftroke
’Tis as impofsible that hee's vndrown’d. Shall free thee from the tribute which thou paieft.
j

As he that fleepes heere, fwims. And I the King fhall loue thee.
! baue no hope
Seb.' 1 Ant. Draw together
And when I rearc my hand, do you the like
1

j
That vndrown’d .*-
hee’s s

j
‘
Ant<0, out of chatiio hope, To fall it 90 Gonz.*lo.
i Whafgpeat hopohauc you? No hope that way, Is Seb. O, but one word.
Another way fo high a hope, thateuen Enter Ariell with LMufiche and Song.
l
Ambition cannot pierce awinke beyond Arieh My Mafter through his Art forefees the danger
. But doubf difcouery there; Will you grant, with me That you (his friend)arc in, and fends me forth
That F«fd.w#ftd\t drown’d. (For clfe his proieft dies) to keepe them liuing.
j
‘
Seb. He’s gone. .ol ch t . :
, au Sings in G onzatloes cart.
Ant. Then tell me,who’s the next btvccoiNaples ? Whilejoh here dofnoaring lit>
-
« Seb. Claribell. : . .
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Opett-ejd Conjpiracic
She that is Qucene of Tunis fbe that dwelt His time dothfake :
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*The Tempejl.

JfofLift) OH keepe a cart. neweftpoore-Iohn: a ftrange fifh: were I in England

Shake off Jlumbcr and beware. now (as once I was) and had but this fifh painted; not
Awake, awake. a holiday-foole there but would giuea peeceof filuer.-
Antt Then lecvs both be fodaine. there, would this Monfter, make a man : any ftrange
Con. Now, good Angels preferue the King. beall there, makes a man: when they will not giue a

Ale. Why how now hoa;awake?why are you drawn? doit to relieue a lame Begger,chey will lay out ten to fee
Wherefore this ghaftly looking ? a dead Indian Leg’d like a man ; and his Finnes like
Gen. What’s the matter i Arrnei : warme o’ my troth : I doe now let loofe my o-
Seb. Whiles we flood here fcctiring your repofe, !
pinion; hold it no longer; this is no fifh, but anlflan-
(Eucn now) we heard a hollow burft of bellowing I dcr, that hath lately fuifered by a Thunderbolt: Alas,
Like Buis, or rather Lyons, did’t not wake you i the ftorme come againe : roy befl way is to creepe vn-
is

It ftrooke mine eare mofl terribly. dcr his Gaberdine there is no other fhelter herea-
:

Al». I heard nothing. bout : Mifery acquaints a man with ftrange bcdfel-
Ant. 0,’iwas a din to fright a Mongers earej lowes : I will here ftirowd till the dregges of the ftorme
To make an earthquake fure
: it was the roarc be part.
Of a whole heard of Lyon?.
Alo Heard you this Go»z.alo ? Enter Stephana Jingingl
Gen. Vpon mine honour,Sir, I heard ahumming, Ifhall no more t o fea, to fea, here fhatl / dye afhort.
Ste.

(And that a ftrange one too) which did awake me This is a very feuruy tune to fing at a mans
Ifhak’d you Ssr^and cride mine eye* opend,
: as Funerall ; well, heie’s my comfort. Drinkes.
I faw their weapons drawne: there Was a noyle,
Sings. The Majl er,the Swabber, the Eeate-fwaine
The Gunner,and has CMate
& /;
That’s verily ’cis befl we itand Vpon our guard
:

Ot chat we quit this place :Ac t’s draw out weapons. Low'd Afall, Aleg.and tJMarr tart, and (JWargerie,
Alo. Lead off this ground & let’s make further fearch But none ofvs car’d for Kate.
For my poore fonne. Forfie had a tongue with a tang.
Gon. Heauens keepc him from thefe Beads Would cry to a Sailor goe hang
For he is fure i’ch Ifland. She loud not the fauour of Tar nor ofPitch,
Alo. Lead away. (done. l et a Tailor might fcratch her where erefie did itch.
Ariell. Profero my Lord, Hull know what I haue 7 hen to Sea Boyes, and let her goe hang .
So (King)goc fafely on to feeke thy Son. Exeunt. This i3 a feuruy tune too
But here’s my comfort. drinls.
Cat. Doe not torment me; oh;
Ste. What’s the matter?

ScmaSecunda. Haue we diuels here?

Doe you put crickes vpon’s with Salvages, and Men of
Indcf ha? I haue noc fcap’d drowning, to be afeard
now ofyour fourelegges: for it hath bin faid; as pro-
Enter Caliban, with a burthen ofIPood (a nojfe of per a man as euer went on foure legs, cannot make him
Thunder heard.) giue ground .•
and it fhall be faid fo againe, while Ste-
phana breathes at’noftrils.
Cal. All the infeflions that theSunne fuckcs vp -C*l. The Spirit torments me-' oh.
From Bogs, Fens, Flats, on Profper fall, and make him Ste. This is fome Monfter ofthe Ifle,with foure legs;
By ynch-mcale a difeafe ; his Spirits heare me, who hath got (as I take it) an Ague where the diuell :

And yet I necdcs mud curte.Buc they’ll nor pinch. fhould he learne our language ? I will giue him fome re-
Fright me with Vrchyn-fhewes, pitch me i’th mire. liefe if it be but for that : if I can rccouer him, and keepe

Nor lead me like a fire-brand, in the darkc him tame , and get to Naples with him, he’s a Pre-
Out ofmy way, vnlefl’c hebid’em; but fent for any Emperour that euer trod on Neates-lca-
For euery trifle, arc they fet vpon me, thcr.
Sometime like Apes, that moc andme, chatter at Cal. Doe not torment me prethee; Pie bring roy

And afterbite me t then like Hedg-hogs, which wood homefafter.

Lye tumbling in my bare-foote way , and mount Ste. He’s in his fic now and doc’s not talke after the
;

Their pricks at my foop-fall fometime am I : wifeft hee fhall tafte of my Bottle if hee haue ncuer
; :

All wound with Adders,who with cloueii tongues drunke wine afore, it will goeneereto icmouc his Fit
DoehiflemeintomadncfTc : I.o,now Lo, Enter if I can rccouer him, and keepe him tame, I will not take

Herfr comes a Spirit of his, and to torment me Trtnsulo. too much for him ; hee fhall pay for him that hath him,
For bringing wood in flo wly Tie fall flat, : and that foundly.
Perchance he will not minde me. Cal. Thou do’ft me yet but little hurt ; thou wilta-
Tri. Here’s neither bufh, norfhrubto beareoff any non, I know it by thy trembling : Now Profper workes
weather at all and another Storme brewing, I heare ic
: vpon thee.
fing ith’ wind e.- yond fame blacke cloud, yond huge < - Ste. Come on your wayes : open your mouth ••
here
one, lookeslike a foulcbumbard that would fhed his is that which language to you Cat; open your
will giue
licquor; if it fhould thunder, as it did before, I know mouth ; this will fhake your fhaking, I can tell you, and
not where to hide my head: yond fame cloud cannot thatfoundly : you cannot tell who’s your friend; open
choofe but fall by paile-fuls. What haue we here, a man, your chaps againe.
or a fifh ? dead or aliue ? a fifh, hee finds like a fifh : a Tri. I fhould know that voyce

very ancient and fifh-like fmell : a kinde of, not of the It fhould be.
But
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IO TheTempeft •
But hee is dround j and thcfc are diuels ; O de- Cal. lie kifle thy foot.lle fweare my felfe thy Subietf.
fend me. Ste. Come on then downe and fweare.
:

Ste. Fourelegges andtwovoyces; a moft delicate Tri. I fhall laugh my felfe to death at this puppi-hea-
Monfter his forward voyce now is to fpeake well of
: ded Monfter: amoftfeuruie Monfter: I could findcin
his friendjhis backward voice.is to vtter foule fpecches, my heart to beate him.
and to detract if all the wine in my bottle will recoucr
: Ste. Come, kifle.
him), I will helpe his Ague : Come : Amen, I will Tri. But that the poore Monftcr’s in drinke
pourefome in thy other mouth. An abhominable Monfter.
Tri. Stepbano. Cal. l’le fhew thee the beft Springs : I’le plucke thee
Ste. Doth thy other mouth call me? Mercy,mercy: Berries: l’le fifh for thee ;
and get thee wood enough.
This is a diucll, and no Monfter : I will leauc him , I A plague vpon the Tyrant that Iferue;
haueno longSpoone. l’le bcare him no more Stickes, but follow thee, thou
Tri. Stepbano : if thou beeft Stepbano ,touc\\ me, and wondrous man.
fpeake to me: fori am Trinculo-, be not afeard, thy Tri. A moft rediculous Monfter ,to make a wonder of

good friend Trinculo. apoore drunkard.

Ste. If thou bee’ftTrww/o: come foorth : l’lepull Cal. I ’prethee let me bring thee where Crabs grow;
thee by the lefl’er legges if any be Trinculo' legges,
: and I with my long nayles will digge thee pig-nuts;
thefe are they: Thou art very Trinculo indeedc : bow fhow theealayesneft, and inftruft thee howto fnarc
cam’ft thou to be the liege of this Moone-calfc? Can the nimble Marmazct : l’le bring thee to cluftring
he vent Trinculo' ? Philbirts, and l'ometimes Tie get thee young Scamels
Tri. I tooke him to be kil’d with a thunder-ftrokjbut from the Rocke : Wilt thou goe with me ?
art thou not dround Stiphano: I hope now thou art Ste. Ipre’theenow lead the way 'without any more
not dround : IstheScomieouer-blowne; I hid mec talking. Trinculo, the King, and all our company elfe
vnder the dead Moone-Calfes Gaberdine, forfearc of being dround, wee will inherit here Here; beare my :

the Storme : And art thou hulngStephaio ? O Stepbano, Bottle: Fellow Trinculo ; v/e’ll fill him by and by a-
two Keapolitanes Icap’d ? gaine.-
Ste. ’Prethee doe nocturne me about, myftomacke Caliban Sings drunken lyl
is not conftant. Farewell Mafter ;
farewell, farewell.
Cal. Thele be fine things, and if they be not fprights: Tri. A howling Monfter : a drunken Monfter.
that’s abraue God, and beares Celeftiall liquor : I will Cal. No more dams I'le make for fifh,
kneele to him. N >r fetch tn fi ring, at requiring.
Ste. How did’ft thou fcape? Nor /crape treuchering nor wafh di(b.
,

How cam’ft thou hither ? Tan ban CaCAk^an

Sweare by this Bottle how thou cam’ft hither T cfcap’d : Has a new Mafter, get a new Man.
vpon a But of Sacke, which the Saviors heaued o’rc- Freedome, high-day Jiigh-dayfreedomejtreedome high-
boord, bvthis Bottle which I made of che barke of day, freedome.
a Tree, with mine owne hands, fined wa^, call a’- Ste. O braue Monfter; lead the way. Exeunt.
fhore.
Cal. fweare vpon that Bottle, to be thy true fub-
1’le

ic<ft, is not earthly.

forthe liquor
St. Heere : fweare then how thou efcap’dft.
Tri, Sworn afhore (man) like a Ducke : I can l'w'.m
Attus I erttus . Sccena j Vrima .

like aDucke l’le be fworne.

Ste. Here, kifle the Bookc.
Ducke, thou made Enter Ferdinand ( bearing a Log.)
Though thou canft fwim like a art

like a Goofe. There be fome Sports are painfull;& their labor

Fer.

O Stepbano, ha’ ft any more of this ?

Tri.
Delight in them fet off rSomekindes ofbafenefle
The whole But (man) my Cellar is in a rocke
Ste.
Are nobly vndergon ; and moft poore matters
by th’fea-lide, where my Wine is hid : Point to rich ends: this my meaneTaskc
How now Moone-Calfe, how do’s thine Ague ? Would be as heauy to me, as odious, but
Cal. Ha’ft thou not dropt from heauen ? The Miftris which Iferue, quickens what’s dead.
Ste. Out o’th Moone I doe allure thee. I was the And makes my labours, pleafures O She is :

Man jth* Moone, when time was. Ten times more gentle, then her Father’s crabbed
Cal. I haue feenc thee in her : and I doe adore thee : And he’s compos’d of harftinefle. I muft remoue
My Miftris fliew’d me thee, and thy Dog, and thy Bufh. Some thoufands of thefe Logs, and pile them vp,
Come, fweare to tli3t: kifle the Booke 1 will
Ste. :
Vpon a fore iniutuftion my fweet Miftris
;

furnifh it anon with new Contents : Sweare.

Weepes when fhe fees me worke, & faics,fuch bafenes
Tri. By this good light, this is a very fhallow Mon-
Had neucr like Executor : I forget

fter I afeard of him ? a very wcake Monfter

:
But thefe fweet thoughts,doe eucn refrefh my labours,
Moft bufie left, when I doe it. Enter Miranda
The Man ith’ Moone ?
Monfter CMir. Alas, now pray you and Projfero.
A moft poore creadulous
Well drawneMonfter, in good looth. Worke not fo hard : I would the lightning had
Cal. lie fhew thee euery fertill ynch ’oth Ifland : and
Burnt vp thofe Logs that you arc cnioynd to pile
Pray fet it downe, and reftyou : when this burnes
I will kifle thy foote : I prethee be my
god.
Tri. By this light, a moft perfidious, and drunken ’Twill weepe for hauing wearied you my Father :

Monfter, when’s god’s a fleepe he’ll rob his Bottle. Is hard at ftudy ; pray now reft your felfe.
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Hce’s fafe for thefe three houres. Fro. Fairc encounter

per. O moft deere Miftris Of two moft rare affedHons heauens rainc grace :

The Sun will fet before I fhau difeharge On that which breeds betweene ’em.
What I muft flriue to do. Fur. Wherefore weepe you ?

Mir. If you’l fit downc KJMiri At mine vnworthir.efle, that darenot offer
He beare your Loggcs the while: pray giue me that, What I defire to giue and much lefle take;

lie carry it to the pile. What I fhall die to want But this is trifling. :

Ter. No precious Creature, And all the more it feekes to hide it felfe,
I had rather crackemy finewes,
breakemy backc, The bigger bulke it fhewes. Hence bafhfull cunning.
Then you fhould fuch difhonor vndergoe, And prompt me plaine and holy innocence.
While I fit lazy by. I am your wife, if you will marric me
Mir. It would become me It maid to be your fellow
not, lie die your :

As well as it do’s you and I fhould do it

;
You may denie me, but Ilcbeyourferuant
With much more cafe for my good will is to r,
: i VVhcthcry on will or no.
And yours it is againft. Fer. My Miftris (deereft)
Poore wormc thou
“Pro. art infedied. And I thus humble euer,
This vifitation fhewes it. Mir. My husband then ?
(JMtr. You lookc wearily. Fer. with a heart as willing
I,

Per. No, noble Miftris, ’tisfrefti morning with me As bondage ere of frecdome hecrc’s my hand. :

When you arc by at night I do befeechyou : Mir. And mine, with my heart inland now farewel
Cheefely, that I might fet it in my prayers, Till hallc an houre hence.

, What is your name? Fer. A thoufand,tlioufand. Exeunt.

Mir. Miranda, O my Father, Pro. So glad of this as they I cannot be,
I haue broke your heft to lay fo. Who arc furpriz’d with all ;
but my reioycing
Fer. Admir’d Miranda, At nothing can be more He to my booke. :

Indeede the top of Admiration, w-orth For yet ere ("upper time, muft 1 performe
What’s deereft to the world full many a Lady : Much bufinefle appertaining. Exit,
Ihaue ey’d with beft regard, and many a time
Th’harmony of theit tongues, hath into bondage
Brought my too diligent eate for feuerall vertues :

Haue I lik’d feuerall women, neuer any Scma Seem da t

With fo full loule, but fome defeat in her
Did quarrell with the noblefl grace fhe ow’d.
And put it to the foile. But you, O you.
Enter Caliban, Stepbano , and Trincttlo.
So perfect, and fo peetleffc, arc created
Of euerie Creatures beft. Ste. Tell not me, when the But is out we will drinke
Mir. I do not know
water, not a drop before fit boord
therefore bcavc vp,
One ofmy fexe no womans face remember,
;
;

cm’ Scruar.t Monfter, drinke to me.

Sauefrommy glafle, mineowne: Nor haue feene I

Trin. SeruantMonfter? the folly of this Hand, they

More that 1 may call men, then you good friend,
fay there’s but fiue vpon this Ifle ; we are three of them,
And my deere Father how features 3re abroad
;
if th’othcr two be brain’d like vs, the State totters.
I am skiliefle of but by my modeftie
;
Ste. Drinke feruant Monfter when I bid thee, thy
(The iewcll in my dower) 1 would not wifh
cies are almoft fet in thy head.
Any Companion in the world but you :

Trin. Where fhould they bee fet elfe ? hee were a

Nor can imagination forme fhape a
braue Monfter indeede if they were fet inhistaile.
Befides your felfe, to like of but I prattle :

Something too wildely, and my Fathers precepts

Ste. My man-Monfter hath drown’d his tongue in
facke .• for my part the Sea cannot drowne mee, 1 fwam
I therein do forget.
ereI could recouer the fhore, fiue and thirtie Leagues
Fer . 1 am, in my condition
King and on, by this light thou {halt bee my Lieutenant
oft"
A Prince (Miranda) I do thinke a
Monfter, or my Standard.
(Iwould not fo) and would no more endure
Trin. Your Lieutenant ifyou lift,hee’s no ftandard.
This wodden flaueric, then to fuller
The flefh-flie blow my mouth hearc my foule : fpcakc. Ste. V Veel not run Monfieur Monfter.
law you, did
Nor go neither : but you’l lie like dogs, and yet
Trin.
The veric inftant that I
fay nothing neither.
My heart flic to your feruice, there refides Ste. Moone-calfe,fpeak once in thy life, if thou beeft
To make meflaue to it, and for your lake
a good Moone-calfe.
Am I this patient Loggc-man.
Cal. How does thy honour ? Let me licke thy fhooe
UYiir. Do you lone me?
lie not feruc him, lie is not valiant.
fer. O heauen O earth,beare w itnes to this found,
;
Trin. Thou lieft moft ignorant Monfter, I am in cafe
And crowne what I protefle with kinde cucnt
to iuftlc aConftablc why, thou debofh'd Fifh thou,
:
If I fpeake true : if hollowly, inuert
was there eucr man a Coward, that haih drunk fo much
VVhatbeftisboaded me, tomifehiefe: I,
Sacke as I to day ? wilt thou tell a monftrous lie, being
Beyond all limit of what elfe-Pth world
but halfe a Fifh, and halfc a Monfter ?
Do Iouc, prize, honor you.
am Cat. Loc,howhemockesme, wilt thou let him my
Mir. I a foole
Lord ?
To weepe at what I am glad ojf.
Cal.
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Trin. Lord, quoth he ? that a Monfter fhould be fuch Hee’s but a Sot, as I am ; nor hath not
aNayrrall ? One Spirit to command : they all do hate him
Cal, Lae, loe againc bite him to death I prethee.
: As rootedly as I. Burnc but his Bookes,
Ste. Trtnculo, keepc a good tongue in your head : If He ha’s braue V tenfils (for fo he calles them)
youprouca mut'ineerCj the next Tree the poore Mon- .-
Which when he ha’s a houfe, hee’l decke withail
ftcr’s my fubieft, and he fhall not fuffer indignity. And that mod deeply to eonfider, is
Cal. I thanke my noble Lord. Wilt thou be pleas’d The beautic ofhis daughter he himfelfe :

to hearken once againe to the fuitc I made to thee ? Cals her a non-parcill : l neuer faw a woman
Ste. Marry will I kneele, and repeate it,
: But oncly Sycorax my Dam, and fhc
I will Hand, and lb fhall Trincttlo. But file as farre furpafTeth Sycorax,
As great’d do’s lead.
Enter Ariell inuijiblc. it fo braue a Laffe ?
Ste. Is
Cal. As I told thee before, 1 am fubie&to aTirant, Cal. Lord, fhe will become thy bed,I warrant.
I

A Sorcerer, that by his cunning hath cheated me And bring thee forth braue brood.
Of the Ifland. Ste. Monder, I will kill this man : his daughter and
Ariell. Thou lycft. I will be King and Qucenc, fauc our Graces : and Trin -
Cal. Thou lyeft, thou idling Monkey thou : culo and thy felfe fhall be Vice-royes :

I would my valiant Mailer would ddlroy thee. Dod thou like the plot Trincttlo ?
I do not lye. Tnn. Excellent.
Ste. Trincttlo, ifyou trouble him any more in’s tale, Ste. Giuc me thy hand, I am forry I beate thee
By this haad,I will fupplant ionic of your teeth. Buc while thouliu’ftkeepea good tongue in thy head.
7Tin. Why, I faid noth! ng. Cal. Within this halfe hourc will he be afleepc.
Ste, Mum then, and no mote :
proceed. Wilt thou dedroy him then ?
Cal. I fay by Sorcery he got this Ifle Ste. I on mine honour.
From me, he got If thy Greatncfle wdl
it. Ariel!. This will I tell my Mafter.
Reuenge it on him, (tor I know thou dat’d) Cal. Thou mak’d me merry: I am full of pleafure,
But thisThing dare not. Let vs be iocond. Will you troule the Catch
Ste. That’s mod certaine. You taught me but whileare ?
Cal. Thou fhaltbe Lord of it, and lie icruc thee. Ste. Ac thy requeft Monller, I will do reafon.
Ste. How now fliall this be compall ? Any realon Come on
: Trincttlo, let vs fing.
Canft thou bring me to the party ? Swos.
Cal. Yea, yea my Lord, llcyceld him thee aflcepe. Flout 'em, and cout 'em : and skom 'em, and flout 'em.
Where thou maid knocke a naile into his head. Thought is free.
Ariell. Thou lied, thou cand not. Cal. That’s not the tune.

C^l.Whatapy’dcNinnie’s this? Thou feuruy patch: Ariell plaiss the tune on a Tabor and Pipe ,
I dobefecch thy Grcatnefle giuehimblowes, Ste. What is this fame l
And take his bottle from him When that’s gone. : Trin. This is the tune of our Catch, plaid by the pic-
He fhall drinke nought but brine, for lie not ihew him ture of No-body.
Where.the quickc Erefhes are. •SVe.If thou beed a tnan,fhew thy felfe in thy likenes
Ste. Trincttlo, run into no further danger Ifthou beed a diuell, cake’e as tlicu lift.
Interrupt the Monder one word further, and by this Trin. O forgiue me my hones.
hand, lleturnemy mercieout o’doores, and make a Ste. He that dies payes all debts; I defie thee;
Stockfifhofthee. Mercy vpon vs.

Tri». Why,. what did I ? I did nothing : Cal. Art thou affcard ?

He go farther off, Ste. No Monfter, not I.

Ste. Diddthounot fay helyed? Cal. Be not is full of noyfes,

affeard, the Ifle
Ariell. Thou lied. Sounds,and fwcet aires ,that giue delight and hurt not
Ste. Do I fo ? T ake thou that. Sometimes a thoufand twangling Inftruments
As you like this, giuc me the lye another time. Will hum about mine cares ; and fometime voices.
Trin. I did not giuethc lie Out o’y our wittes, and; That if I then had wak’d after long fleepe.
hearing too? Will make me fleepe againc, and then in dreaming,
A pox o’your bottle, this can Sackc and drinking doo The clouds methought would open, and fhew riches
Amurrcrion your Monder, and the diuell take your Ready to drop vpon me, that when I wak’d
fingers.- I cri’dc to dreame againe.

Cal. Ha,ha,ha. Ste. This will proue a braue kingdome to me,

Ste. Now forward with your Tale: prcthec Hand Where I fhall hauemy Muficke for nothing.
further off. Cal. When Trofpero isdeftroy’d.
Cal. Beate him enough : after a little time Ste, That fhall be by and by:
He beate him too. I remember the ftoric.

Ste. Stand farther Come procecde.

: Tnn. The found is going away.
Cal. Why, as I told thee, ’tis a cuftomc with him Lets follow it, and after do our worke.
I’th afternoone to fleepethere thou maid braine him,
: Ste. Leade Monfter,

Hauing fird bookes Or with a logge

feiz’d his : Wee’i follow : I would I could fee this Taboret,
Batter his skull, or paunch him with a dake. Hclaycs iron.
Or cut his wezand with thy knife. Remember Trin. Wilt come?
Firft to poffcffchi* Bookes ; for without them lie follow Stephano. Exeunt.
Scena
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Whofc beads flood in their brefts ? which now we ftnde
Scena Tertia. Each putter out of fioc for one,
Good warrant of.
will bring vs

Al. I will ftand to, and feede.

Enter Alonfo,Sebaftian, Anthorsio ,Gonx.allo Although my laft,no matter, fince I feeie
Adrian, Franctfco,&c. The bell ispaft : brother : my Lord,the Duke,

Con. By’r lakin,I can goe no further, Sir, Stand coo, and doe as we.
My old bones akes here’s a maze trod indeede
: Thunder and Lightning. Enter Ariell {like a Harpej) claps
Through fourth'- rights,& Meanders by your patience, : his wings vpon the Table, and with a quient deuice the
Incedes muft reft me. Banquet vanifhes.
Al. Old Lord, I cannot blame thee, %Slr. You arc three men of finne, whom deftiny
Who, am my felfe attach’d with wearinefle That hath to inllrumcnt this lower world.
To th’dulhng of my (pints ; Sit downe,and reft :
And what is in’t : the neuer futfeited Sea,
Euen here 1 will put off my hope, and keepe it Hath caus’d to belch vp you ; and on this Ifland,
No longer for my Flatterer he is droun’d Where man doth not inhabit, you ’mongft men,
Whom thus we llray to finde.and the Sea mocks Being moll vnfitto line : I hauemadeyou mad ;
Our fruftrate fearch on land .•
well, let him goe. And euen with fuch like valour,n.'n hang, and drowne
Ant. I am right glad, that he’s fo out of hope :
Their proper l'elues : you fooles, I and roy fellowes
Doe not for one repulfe forgoe the purpole Are minifters of Fate, the Elements
That you relolu'd t’effed. Of whom your fwords are temper’d, may as well
Seb. next aduantagc will we take throughly.
The Wound the loud windcs,or with bemockt-at-S tabs
Ant. Let it be to night. Kill the ftill doling waters, as diminifh

For now they are opprefs’d with trauai!c,thcy One dowle that’s in my plumbe My Allow minifters :

Will not,nor cannot vie fuch vigilance Are like-invulnerable lfyou could hurt,
:

As when they are frefh. Your fwords are now too maffie tor your ftrengths ,
Sole ntne andft range Muftcke : and Trofper on the top (inu't- And will not be vplifted But remember :

ftblc : )
Enter ftuera!lftrange fhapes, bringing in a Banket ( For chat’s my bulineffe to you) that you three
; j

and dance about it withgi ntle atlions of film at ions, and \

From {JVhlUme did fupplant good Profpero,
inuiting the King,(frc.to cate, they depart. Expos’d vnto the Sea (which hath requit it)
Seb. I fay to night.* no more. Him, and his innocent childe for which foule deed.
Al. What harmony is this ? my good friends,harke. The Powres, delaying (not forgetting) haue
(fton. Maruclious fwcct Muficke. Incens’d the Seas,and Shores yea, all the Creatures
;

Alo. Giuc vs kind keepers, heaues: what were thefe? A gainft your peace Thee of thy Sonne, Alonfo
;

Seb. A lining Drolerie: now I will beleeue They haue bereft ; and doe pronounce by me
That there are V nicornes : that in Arabist Lingring perdition (worfe then any death
There is one Tree, the Phoenix throHe.one Phoenix Can be at once) ftiall ftep,by ftep attend
At this hotire reigning there. You, and your wayes, whofe wraths to guard you from,
j

Ant. lie beleeue both : Which here, in this mod defolate lfle,clie fals
And what do’selte want credit.cometome V pon your heads,is nothing but hearts-forrow.
And Ilebcfvvorne ’tis true :Trauellers nere did lye, And aclcerelifcenfuing.
Though fooles at home condemne’em. He vanities in Thunder then {to /oft Alufckef)
: Enter the
Con. If in Naples fbapes againe, and daur.es {with mockes and mowes ) and
I fhould report this now, would they beleeue me ? carrying out the Table.

Ifl fhould fay I faw fuch Iflands Pro. Brauely the figure of this Harpieftaft thou
(For certes, thcle are people of the Ifland) Petlorm’d(my it had deuouring:
Ariell) a grace
Who though they are of monftrous fliape,yet note Of my Inftrudion, haft thou nothing bated
Their manners are more gentle, kindc, then of In vvliat thou haci’H to fay fo with good life,:

Our humaine generation you (hall finde And obferuation ftrange, my meaner minifters
Many, nay almoft any. Their feucrall kindes haue done my high charmcs work, :

Pro. Honeft Lord, And thefe (mine enemies ) are all knit vp
Thou haft faid well: for fome of you there prefent ; In their diftradiions .• they now are in my powre ;

Are worfe then diuels. And in thefe fits, I leaue them, while I vilit
Al. 1 cannot too much mufe Yong Fm&»rf»^(whomtheyfuppole is droun’d)
Such fhapeSjfuch gefture.and fuch found expreffmg And his,and mine lou’d darling.
(Although they want the vfe of tongue) a kinde Gon. I’th name of fomething holy,Sir,why ftand you
Of excellent dumbe difeourfe. In this ftrange flare l
'Pro. Praife in departing. cAl. O, it is monftrous: monftrous
Fr. They vanifh’d ftrangely. Me thought the billowes fpoke,and told me ofit,
Seb. No matter, fincc (macks. Thewindesdid fingictome: and the Thunder
They haue left their Viands behindc ; for wee haue fto- (That deepe and dreadfull Organ-Pipe) pronounc’d
\Vilt pleafe you tafte of what is here:' . The name of Profper: itdidbafemyTrdpaffe,
Ale. Not I. (Boyes Therefore my Sonne i’th Ooze is bedded ; and
Gon. Faith Sir, you ncedc not fcare when wee were .•
Tie feeke him deeper then ere plummet founded.
Who would beleeue that there were Mountaynceres, And with him there lye mudded. Exit.
Dew-lapt,like BuIs,whofe throats had hanging at’em Seb. But one feend at a time,
Wallets offlefh ?or that there were fuch men lie fight their Legions ore.

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Ant. lie be tby Second. Exeunt. Pro. Dearely.my delicate Ariell : doe not approach
Gon. All three of them arc defperate: their great guilt Tillthou do’ft heare me call.
(Like poyfon giuen to worke a great time after) Ar. Well: I conceiue. Exit,
Now gins to bite the ipirits ; I doe befecch you Pro. Looke thou be true : doe not giue dalliance
(That arc of fuppler ioynts) follow them fwiftly. Too mu ch the raigne : the ftrongeft oathes.are ttraw
And hinder them from what this cxtafic To th’fire ith’ blood be moreabftcnious,
.*

May now prouoke them to. Orelfcgood night your vow.

Ad. Follow,! pray you. Exeunt omnes. Fer . I warrant you, Sir,
The white cold virgin Snow, vpon my hea<c
Abates the ardour of my Liuer.
Tro. Well.
Aflus Quartus. Scena Trima. Now come my ArieB, bring a Corolary,
Rather then want a Spirit;appcar,& pertly. Soft nuftek.
Enter Vrofpero , Ferdinand, and Miranda. No tongue : all eyes : be filcnt. Enter Iris.
Fro. If I haue too auftercly puni fh’d you, Ir. Ceres , moft bounteous Lady, thy rich Leas
Your compenlacion makes amends, for I OfWheatc,Rye,8ar!ey,Fetches, Oates and Peafe;
Haue giuen you here,a/.hird of mine owne life, Thy Turphic-Mountaines,whcrc liue nibling Sheepe,
Or that for which Iliac who, once againc
: And flat Medes thctchd with Stoucr, them to keepc;
I tender to thy hand : All thy vexations Thy bankes with pioncd,and twilled brims
Were but my trials of thy loue, and thou
J
Which fpungie Apnll at thy heft betrims; ,

Haft ftrangely flood the teft : here, afore heauen Tomake coldNymphes chaftcrownesj &thybroorr.e-
I ratifie this my rich guift : O Ferdinand, Whofe fhadow the difmifTed Batchelor loues, ( grouesj
Doe not fmile at me, that I boaft her of, Being lafle-'orne chy polc-clipt vineyard,
:

j
For thou (halt finde fhe will out-ftrip all praile And chy Sea-marge fttrrile.and rockcy-hard,
And make it halt,behinde her. j
Where thou thy felfc do’ft ayre, the Quecnc o’th Skie,
Fer. I doebelceue it i
Whofe watry Arch, and mefTcnger,am I.
Againft an Oracle. Bids thee leaue thcfe,& with her louciaigne grace, Juno
pro. Then,as my gueft,and thine owne acquifition 1
Hereon this grafle-plot, in this very place defeends.
Worthily purchas’d, take my daughter : Hut T o come.and fport : here Peacocks flyc amainc :

If thou do’ft breake her Virgin-knot, before '

Approach, rich Ceres, her ro entertaine. Enter Ceres.
All fan&imonious ceremonies may Cer. Haile, many, coloured MefTcnger, that ncre
With full and holy right, be miniftred. Do’ft difobey the wife of Iup iter:
No fweet 3 fperfion fhall thcheauens let fall Who, with thy faffron wings, vpon my flowrc*
j
Tomake this contrail grow; but bnrraine hate, Diffufell hony drops, refreftnng fhowres.

j
Sower-ey’d difdaine, and difeord fhall beftrew And with each end of thy blew bowc do’ft crowne
j
The vnion of your bed, with weedes (o loathly My boskic acres, and my vnfhrubd downe,
That you fhall hate it both Therefore take hcede,
: Rich Icarph to my proud earth: why hath thyQueenc
j

As Hymens Lamps (hall light you. Summond me hither, to this fhort gras’d Greene ?
j

Fer. As I hope Ir. A contract of true Loue, to celebrate.

For quiet dayes,faire I(Tue,and long life, And fome donation freely to eftate
With fuchloue,as’tis now the murkieftdcn. On the bles’d Loucrs.
The moft opportune place.the ftrongft fuggeftion. Cer. Tell me heauenly Bowe,
Our worfer Genius can.fhall neuer melt If Venus or her Sonne, as thou do’ft know.
Mine honor into luft, to take away Doe now attend the Quecne ? fincc they did plot
The edge of that dayes celebration, The meaneSjChat duskie Dis,my daughter got,
When 1 fhall thinke.or Phoebus Steeds are founderd, Her,and her blind-Boyes Icandald company,
Or Night kept chain’d below. I haue forfworne.

Fro. Fairely fpoke ;

Ir. Of herfocietie
Sit then, and talke with her, fhe is thine owne ; Be not afraid : I met her deitie

What Artek-,my induftrious leruat ArielL Enter Ariell. Cutting the clouds towards Paphos and her Son :

Ar. What would my potent mafter ? here I am. Doue’ drawn with her: here thought they to haue done
Pro. Thou, and thy meaner fellowes, yourlaft feruice Some wanton charme,vpon this Man and Maide,
Did worthily pertorme : and I muft vfeyou Whofe vowes are, that no bed-right fhall be paid
In fuch another tricke : goe bring the rabble Till Hjmens Torch be lighted but in vaine, :

(Ore whom I giue thee powre) here, to this place Marfes hot Minion is returnd againe.
Incite them to quicke motion, tor I muft Her wafpifti headed fonnc,has broke his arrowes,
Beftow vpon the eyes of this yong couple Swearshe will (hoote no more, but play with Sparrows,
Some vanity ofmine Art it is my : promife. And be a Boy right out.
And they expeffit from me. Cer. Higheft Queene of State,
Ar. Prefantly ? Great Iuno comes, 1 know her by her gate.
Tro. 1 1 with a twincke. lu. How do’s my bounteous After ? goe with me
tAr. Before you can lay come, and goe. T o blefle this twaine.that they may profperous be.
And breathe twice ; and cry,fo,fo: And honourd in their Iflue. They Sing.
Each one tripping on his Toe, 1st.Honor} ncbes, marriage, blefling y
Will be here with mop,and mowc. Long continuance, and encreafing ,
Doe you loue me Mafter? no? Hourclj iojes , be JhRvponjou,
Inno
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Iuno [trigs her blejfings onyou. Pro. Come with a thought; thank thee Arsed: come. I

Earths tncreafe,foye.on plenhe, Enter ArielL

Barnes, and Garners , ncuer empty. Ar. Thy thought* I cleauc to, what’s thy pleal'ure ?
Vines, with cluflrmg bunches growing, Pro Spirit : Wemuft prepare to meet with Caliban.
Plants, wttb goodly burthen bowing :
Ar. I my Commander, when Iprefented Ceres
Spring come toyou at tbcfartkejl. Ithought to haue told thee of it, but I fear’d
In the very end of Haruefl. Lead I might anger thee.
Scarcity and want jhallflottny ou y Pro. Sayagain,where didft thou leaue thefe varlots?
Ceres blejfing fo is an you. Ar. I told you Sir, they were red-hot with drinking,
Fer.This is a molt maiefticke vifion, and So full of valour, that they fmote,the ayre

Harmonious charmingly may I be bold :

For breathing in their faces beate the ground :

Tothinke thefe lpirits? For killing of their fecte ; yet alwaies bending
Pro. SpiritSjwhich by mine Art Towards their proitft :then I beate my Tabor,
I haue from their confines call’d to cna& At which like vnback’t colts they prickt their cares,

Myprcfentfancies. Aduanc’d their eye-lids, lifted vp their nofes

Fer. Let me hue here euer, As they fmclt muiicke, fo I charm’d their eares
So rare a wonared Father, and a wife ThatCalfe-like, they my lowing follow’d, throuc:
Makes this place Paradilc. Tooth’d briars, fharpe nrzes, prickiog golte,& th<
Pro. Sweet now, filcnce : Which entred their fraile ftiinS : at laft J left them
Iuno arrd Ceres whtfper feriouily, Pth’ filthy mantled poole beyond your Ceil,
There’s iomething clfc to doe : hufh, ana be mute There dancing vp to th’chins, that the fowlc Lake
Or elfe our fpell is mat’d. Orc-ftunck their feet.
Iuno and Ceres whiter, andfend Ins on employment. Pro. This was well done (my bird )
/r».YouNimphs cald Najadcs of § winOring brooks, Thy fiiape inuifible retaine thou ftill

With yourfedg’d crownes,and cuer-harmclelic lookes, The trumpery in my houfe, goe bring it hither
Leaue your crilpe channels, and on this greenc-Land For fiale to catch thefe theeues. ^r.lgo.Igoe. Exit.
Anfwere your fummons, Iuno do’s command. Pro A Deuill, a borne-Dcuill, on w hole nature
Come temperate Nimphes, and hclpc to celebrate Nurture can ncuer Ricke on : whom try paincs
j

A Contract oftrue Loue be noc too late. : Humanely taken, all, all loft, quite loft.

Enter Gortaint Nimphes. And, as with age, his body ouglier gro wes,
YouSun-buru’dSicklemen of Auguft weary. So his minde cankers I will plague them all
;

Come hetherfrom the furrow, and be merry, Euen to roaring : Come, hang on them this line.
Make holly day your Rye-ftraw hats put on,
:
Enter Aricll, toaden with gliftering appareli, c?c. Enter
And thefe frefli Nimphes encounter euery one Caliban, Stephano,<WTrinculo, all iret.
In Country footing. Cal. Pray you tread l’oftly, that the blinde Mole may
Enter cert nine 'Reapers (properly habited : ) they ioyne wit b not heere a foot fall we now arc neere his Cell.
:

the Nimphes, in agracefull dance .towards the end where- St. Monfter,your Fairy you fay is a harmlcs Fairy,
of, Profpero farts fodainly and fpeakes, after which to a Has done little better then plaid the lacke with vs.
j} range hollow and confufed nerfe, they h cattily vanjh. Trin. Monfter, I do fmcll all horfe-piffe, at which
Pro. I had forgot that fouleconfpiracy My nol'e is in great indignation.
Of the bead (falltban, and his confederates Ste. So mine. Do you heare
is Monfter: If I (hould
Againft my life : the minute of their plot |
Take a dilpleafure againft you : Looke you.
Isalmoftcome : Well done, auoid: no more. Trim Thou were but a loft Monfter.
Fer. This is Orange :
your fathers in lomcpaffion ! Cal. Good my Lord, giue me thy fauour ftil.
That vvorkes him ftrongly. Be patient, for the prize lie bring thee too
Adrr. Ncuer till this day Shall hudwinke this mifehaned therefore fpeake : foftly,
Saw I him touch’d with anger, fo diftemper d. All’s huftu as midnight yet.
Pro. You doc looke (my fon) in a mou’dlorc, Trin. I, but to loolcour bottles in the Poole.
As if you were difmaid be cheerefull Sir, : ,Ste. There is not onely difgrace and dtfhonorin that

Our Rcuels now are ended Thefe our a<5lors : Monfter, but an infinite Ioffe.
(Aslforetold you) were all Spirits, and Tr. That’s more to me then my wetting
Are mclced into Ayre, into thin Ay re, » Yet this is your harmleffe Fairy, Monfter.
And like the bafeleffc fabrickc of this vifion Ste. I will fetch off my bottle.
The Clowd-captTowres, the gorgeous Pallacci Though 1 be ore eares for my labour.
The folemne T emples, the great Globe itiwfe, (fal. (my King) be quiet. Seeft thou heere
Prc-thee
Y ca, all which it inherit, {hall diffolue, This is the mouth o’th Cell no noife,and enter :

And like this infubftanriall Pageant faded Do that good mifeheefe, which may make this liland
Leaue not a rackc behinde : we are luch ftuffc Thine owne for euer, and I thy Caliban
As dreames aremade on;-and our little life For aye thy foot-licker.
Is rounded with a fleepe : Sir, J am vexc, Ste. Giue me thy hand,
Beare with my weakeneffe.my old brainc is troubled I do begin to haue bloody thoughts.
Be not difturb’d with my infivniitic. Trin. O King Stephane, O Pccre : O worthy Stephana
If you be pleas’d, retire into rayCcll, Looke what a wardrobe heere is for thee.
And there repofe, a turne ort.Wo,Ile walke Cal. Ler it alone thou foole, it is but trafh.
T o Rill my beating mindr. Tri. Oh, ho, Monfter :weeknow what belongs to a
Fer. Mtr. Wcwrfhycur, peace. Exit. frippery, O King Stephana.
B z Ste. Put
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Ste. Put off that gownc (Trioculo) by this hand lie Him that you term’d Sir, the good old Lor dGonzafoy
haue that gowne. His tcares runs downe his beard like winters drops
Tri. Thy grace (hall hauc it. (raeane From eaues ofreeds : your charm fo ftrongly works ’em
Cal. The dropfie drownethis foole , what doe you That if you now beheld<hem, your affections
To doate thus on fuch luggage diet’s alone Would become tender.
And doe the murther firft : if he awake Pro. Doft thou thinkefo, Spirit?'
From toe to crowne hee’l fill our skins with pinches. Ar. Mine would, Sir, iverc I humane.
Make vs ftrange ftuffe. Pro. And mine fhall.
Ste, Be you quiet (Monfter) Miftris line, is not this Haft thou (which art but aire) a touch, a feeling
my Icrkin? now is the Icrkinvnder the line: now’Ier- Oftheir afflictions, and fhall not my felfe,
kin you ace like to lofe your haire,&procie a bald Icrkin. One of their kinde, that rcllifh all as fharpely,
Trirs. Doe, doe ; wc fteale by lyne and leuell , and’c mou’d then thou art ?
Paffion as they, be kindlier
like your grace. Thogh with high wrongs I am ftrook to th’quick.
their
Ste. I thank thee for that ieft ; hcer’s a garment for’t: Yet, with my nobler reafon, gainftmyfuric
Wit fhall not goc vn*rcwarded while I am King of this Doc I take part: the rarer ACtion is
Country: Stealeby line and leuell, is an excellent paftc In vertuc,then in vengeance: they, being penitent.
of pate : there’s another garment Fot’c. The foie drift of my purpofe doth extend
Tri. Monfter, come put fomc Lime vpon your fin- Not a frowne further : Goe, releafe them ArieU,
gers, and away with the reft. My Charmes He breake, their fences lie reftore.
Cal. I will haue none on’t : we fhall loofe our time. And they fhall be themfelues.
And all be turn’d to Barnacles, or to Apes Ar. lie fetch them, Sir. Exit.
With foreheads villanous low. Pro. Ye Elues ofhils, brooks, (lading lakes gtoues. &
Ste. Monfter, by to your fingers hclpc to beare this : And ye, that on the fands with printleffe foote
away, where my hogftread ofwinc is,or lleturne you Doe chafe the ebbing-A7lppf»«f, and doe flie hton
out of my kingdomc goe to, cany this. :
When he comes b3cke you demy-Puppets, that :

Tri. And this. By Moone-fhine doe the greene fowre Ringlets make.
Ste. I ,
and this. Whereof the Ewe not bites and ycu,whofe paftime :

A noyfe efHunters heard. Enter diuers Spirits in fbape Is tomake midnighr-Mufhrumps, that rcioyce
of Dogs and. Hounds , hunting them about : Profere To hcare the folemnc Curfewe, by whofe ayde
and eArtelfitting them on. M
(Weake afters though ye be) I hauebedymn’d
Pro. Hey CMountame , hey. The Noone- tide Sun, call’d forth the mutenouswindes,
Art. Stiver : there it goes. Silver. And twixt the greene Sea, and the azur’d vault
Pro. Fury, Fury : there Tyrant, there.- barke,harke. Set roaring warre: To the dread ratlingThunder
Goe, charge my Goblins that they gt tride their ioynts Haue 1 giuen fire, and rifted losses ftowt Oke
With dry Convultions, fhorten vp their finewes With his owne Bolt The ftrong bafs’d promontorie
:

With aged Cramps, & morepinclvfpotted make them, Haue made (hake, and by thcfpursplucktvp
I

Then Paid, orCato’Mountaine. The Pync, and Cedar. Graues at my command.

Art. Harke, they rore. Haue wak’d their fleepers, opkl,and let ’em forth
Pro. Letthem be hunted foundly At this hourc : By my fo potent Art. But this rough Magicke
Lies at my mercy all mine enemies I hecre abiure and when I haue requir'd
:

Shortly fhall all my labours end, and thou Some heaucnly Muficke (which euen now 1 do)
Shalt haue the ayre at freedome for : a little To worke mine end vpon their Senccs, that
Follow, and doe me fcruice. • Exeunt. This A yric-charme is for, I’lc breake my ftaffe,
__ — — Bury it certainc fadomes intheearth.
And deeper then did eucr Plummet found
e A ftus quintus: Serna Trima. He drowne my booke.
Heere enters Ariel
Solermse muficke.

Then Alonfo with a frantteks ge-

before:

flttrc, Gonzalo. Sebaftian and Anthonio in

attended by
£wfer Profpero ( in his Magscke robes) and Ariel. *
like manner attended by Adrian and Franc jfco -.They all

enter the circle which Profpero had made ^nd there fiand
Pro. Now do’s my Proicfl gather to a head charm d: which Profpero obfier tting, (feakes.
My charmes crackc not my Spirits obey , and Time
:

Goes vpright with his carriage : how’s the day ? Arblemne Ayre, and the belt comforter,
ex/r. On the Cm hower., at which time, my Lord To an viifetled fancie, Cure thy braines
You faid ourworke fhould ceafc. (Now vfetefle) boile within thy skull there ftarid :

Pro. I did fay fo. ForyouarcSpell-ftopt. -Y

When firft I rais’d the Tcmpeft fay my Spirit, : Holy Gonnallo, Honourable man,
How fares the King, and Is followers ? M ine eyes cv’n fociable tozhe (hew of thine
Ar. Confin’d together Fall fellowlydrops The charme diffolucs apace.
:

In the fame fafhion, as you gaue in charge, And as the morning fteales vpon the night
Iuft as you left them ; all prifoners
Sir (Melting the darkeneffe) fo theirrifingdenccs
In the Ltrie-grotte which wcather-fends
yoUr Cell, Begin to chace the ignorant fumes that mantle
They cannot boudge till your releafe The King, : Their cleerer reafon.- O good GomutUo
His Brother, and yours, abide all three diftra&ed.
My true preferuer,andaloyall Sir,
And the remainder mourning ouer them, To him thou follow'd; I will pay thy graces
Brim full of forrow, and difmay : but chiefly Home both in word^md deede: Mod cruelly
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D idthou Aimfo, vfe meAind my daughter: For you (moft wicked Sir) whom to call brother
Thy brother was a furthercr imhe Aft, Would cuen infeft my mouth, I do forgiuc
Thou art pinch’d for’t how Sebafltan. Flcfti.ar.d blond. Thy ranked fault all of them and require
$ :

You, brother mine,thacchtcrtainc ambition, My Dukedome ofthee, which, perforce I know

Expclld remorfe, and nature, whom, with Sebdjlian Thou muft reftore.
(Whole inWard pinches therefore are moll flrong) Alo, If thou beeft Projpero
Would heerc haue your King 1 1 do for'giut* thee,
kill’d Glue vsparticulars of thy preferuation,
Vnnaturall though thooart : Their vndcrftandmg How thou haft met vs hcere, whom three howres fince
Begins to fwell, and tbesrpproching tidd Were wrackt vpon this fhore ? where I haue loft
Will fhortly fill the rcafonablc (hare (How fharp the point of this remembrance is)
That now ly foule, and muddy not one of them : My deere fonne Ferdinand.
Thatyetlookesoi)me,or WQuld knowrpe; Anellt Pro. I am woe for’c, Sir.
Fetch me the Hat, and Rapier in my Cell, Alo. Irreparable is the lofle, and patience
I will difcafcme.andmy felfcprefcnt Saies, it is part her cure. .

As I was Tome time TiliRaine r quickly Spirit,. Pro. I rather thinke

Thou (halt erelong be free kJ You haue not fought herhelpe, ofwho.fc foft grace
Arietl'fings , and helpsto attire him. For the like lode, 1 haue her foueraigne aid,
Where the Beefueks, therefacial, And reftmyfclfc contenr. •
, , t.

In a Ccu>flips hell., Jlte, Alo. You the like Ioffe ?

There l cowch when Owles the erte , Pro. A s great to me, as late, and fupportable
On the Batts hacks I doe flic To make the deerc lofle, haue 1 meancs much weaker
after Sommer merrily Then you may call to comfort you j for I
Merrtly, merrily JhaR I hue now, Haue loft my daughter,
•
Voderthe blojfotn that hangs on tie Bow. Alo. A daughter?
Pro, Why that’s my dainty AneR: 1 fhall mifle Oh heauens, that they were liuing both in Nalpet
Thee, but yet thou fha.lt haue fieedome :i'o,fo,fo. The King and Qucene there, that they were, I wifh
To the Kings £hip, itmifibje as thou art, My fclfe were mudded in that oo-zic bed
There (halt thou findc the M arriners afieepe Where my fonne lies: when did you lofc your daughter?
Vnderthe Hatches : the Mlfterand thcBoat-fwaine Pro. In this laftTempcft, I perceiuc thefc Lords
Being awake, enforce them to this place At encounter doc fo much admire,
this

And prefently, I pre’thee. That they deuoure their reafon, and fcarce ihinkc
Ar . I drinke the aire before me, and returne Their eics doc offices ofTruth : Their words
Or ere your pulfe twice beate. Exit. Arenaturall breath but howfoeu’r you haue
:

Gon. All torment, trouble, wonder, and amazement Beene iuftlcd from your fences, know for certain
Inhabits hcere : fome heauenly power guide vs That I am Projpero, and that very Duke
Out of this fearefull Country. Which was thruft forth of Mtllaine, who moft ftrangely
Pro. Behold Sir King Vpon this fhoref where you were wrackt) was landed
The wronged Duke of A hilt in:, Projpero : To be the Lord on’t No more yet of this
:

For more affurance that a huing Prince For ’tis a Chronicle ofday by day,
Do’s now fpeakc to thee, I embrace thy body. Not a relation for a break-faft,
nor
And to thee,and thy Company, 1 bid Befitting this meeting ; Welcome, Sir
firft

A hearty welcome. This Cell’s my Court : hcere haue I few attendants,

Alo. Where thou bee’ftheorno, And Subiefts none abroad: pray you looke in
Or lome inchanted triflle to abufc me, My Dukedome fince you haue giuen me againe,
(As late 1 haue beene) I not know': thy Pulfe 1
I will requite you with as good a thing,
Beats as offlcfh,and blood and fince I faw thee,
: At lead bring forth a wonder, to content yc
Th’affliddion of my miridc amends, with which As much, as me my Dukedome.
I fearc a madnefte held me : this muft craue Here Projpero dtfeouers Ferdinand and Miranda, pUy-
(And if this be at all) amoft ftrange ftory. ingat Cbcffe,
Thy Dukedome I refigne, and doe entreat Mir. Sweet Lord, you play me falfc,
Thou pardon me my wrongs But how (hold : Projpero Fer. No my dcareftloue,
Beliuing, and be hcere ? Iwould not for the world. (wrangle,
Pro. Firft, noble Frend, Mir, Yes , forafeoreof Kingdomcs, you ftiould
Letmc embrace thincage, whofehonor cannot And I would call it faire play.
Be meafur’d, or confin’d. Alo. Ifthisproue
Gonx. Whether this be. A vifion ofthc]fland,one deere Sonne
Or be not, I’le not fwearc. Shall I twice loofe.
Pro. Youdoeyetcafte Seb. A moft high miracle.
Some fubtlcties o’th’Ifle, that will nor let you Fer. Though the Seas threaten they are merciful!,
Belecue things cCrtaine Wellcome, my friends all.
: I haue curs’d them without caufe.
But you, my brace of Lords, were 1 fo minded Alo. Now all the bleflings
I heerc could plucke his Highneflc frowne vpon you Of a glad father, compafle thee about :
And iuftifie you Traitors at this time
: Arife, and fay how thou cam’ft hcere.
I will tell no tales. Mir. O wonder!
Seb. TheDiuell fpeakes in him: How many goodly creatures are there heerc ?
pro. No: How beauteous mankindc is ? O brauc new world
B 3 That
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1 ‘Tkeftlmpeft.
\ That has fuch people in’t. Our royall, good, and gallantShip our Mafter .•

Pro. ’Tis new to thee. (play? Capring to eye her : on a trice, fo pleafe you,
Alo. What is this Maid, with whom thob toas’tat Euen in a dreame, were we diuided from them,
Your eld’ft acquaintance cannot be three Hbiires And were brought moaping hither.
Is {he thegoddefle that hath feuer’d vs. Ar. Was’t well done?
And brought vs tlius together,!* I’ofu: I . Pro. Braueiy (my diligence) thou (halt be free.
Per. Sir, die is mortal! ;
Alo. This is as ftrange a Maze, as ere men tfod.
But by immortall prouidcnce, (lie’s mine; And there is in this bufineffe, more then nature
I chofe her When I could riot aske my Father W as euer condiidt of : fomeOracle
For hisaduife : nor thought I had one : She Mud re&ifie our knowledge.
Is daughter to this famous Dukeo fMiUaine, Pro. Sir.my Leige,
Of whom, fo often I haue heard renowne. Doe not infed your minde, with beating on
But neuer faw before : ofwhiom I haue The firangeneffeof this bufine(Te,at pickt Ieifurc
Receiu’d afecond life ; and lecondFathet (Which mall be (hortly (ingle) I’le refolue you,
This Lady makes him to me. (Which to you (hall feetne probable) ofeuery
Alo. l am hers. Thefe happend accidents till when, be cheercfull .•

: But 0,how<odly will it found, that I And thinke of each thing well : Come hither Spirit,
Mud aske my childe forgiuenefle ? Set Caliban, and his companions free :
Pro. There Sir dop, V ntye the Spell Howfares my gracious Sir ?
.•

Let vs not b urthen our rcmembrances,with There are yet miffing of your Companie
A heauinefle that’s gon. Some few odde Lads, that you remember not.
Go a. I haue inly wept. Enter Ariel!, dnaing in Caliban, Stephana, and
Or fhould haue fpoke ere this looke downe you gods : Trinculo in thetr (l cine AppareH.

j
And on this couple drop a bleffed crowne Ste. Euery man {hife for all the red, and let
For it is you, that haue chalked forth the way No man take care for himfelfe ;
for all is

Which brought vs hither. But fortune : (ftoragio Bully-Mondei Corafie.

Alo. I fay Amcn,Gonz,a!lo. Tri. It thefe be true fpies which I wearei rimy head,
Gon. Was THiKaine thrud from Millaine, that his Iffue here’s a goodly fight.
Should become Kings of Apples ? O reioyce
'

Cal. OSetebos, thefe be braue Spirit* indeede:

Beyond a common ioy, and fet it downe How fine my Maderis? I am afraid
j
With gold on lading Pillers In one voyage : He will challifc me.
Did (ftaribellhet husband find e at Tunis, Seb. Ha, ha
'
And Ferdinand her brother, found a wife. What things are thefe, my Lord Anthonio }
Where he himfelfe was lod .• Proximo, his Dukedome Will money buy em?
In a poore Ifle .•
and all of vs, our felues. Ant. Very like one of them :

When no man was his ownc. !

Is a plaine Frih, and no doubt marketable.
Alo. Giue.me your hands: Pro. Marke but the badges ofthefe men,my Lords,
* Let griefe and fiorrow dill embrace his heart* !
Thenfayif they betyuerThismifhapenknaug;
‘

That doth not wifli you ioy. i

His Mother was a Witch, and one fo drong
Gon. Be it fo, Amen. : That could controle the M oone make flowes,and ebs, ;

Enter Aried,xvith the A-fafter and Boatjrvatnc And deale in her command, without her power
|

amaz>edlj folloxving. Thefe three haue robd me, and this dcmy-diuell j
\ O looke Sir.Iooke Sir,herc moreot vs is (For lie's a badard one) had plotted with them
I Land
prophefi’d, if a Gallowes were on To take my life two of theie Fellowes, you
;

This fellow could not drowne Now blafphemy, ••

Mud know,and ownc, this Thing of darkeneffe, I
'
That fwear’d Grace ore-boord,not an oath on fliore. Acknowledge mine.
Had thou no mouth by land ? Cal. I fhallbepinchttodeath.
What is the newes? Alo. Is not this Stephano , my drunken Butler ?
Bot. The bed newes is, that we haue iafely found Seb. He is drunke now
Our King, and company The next our Ship, .•
Where had he wine?
Which but three glafles fince, vie gaue out fplit, Alo. And Trinculo is reeling ripe where fhould they :

Is ty te, and yare, and braueiy rig’d, as when Finde this grand Liquor that hath gilded ’em ?
We fird putout toSea. How earn’d thou in this pickle?
Ar. Sir, all this feruice Tri. I haue bin in fuch a pickle fince I fawyoulaft.
Haue I done fince I went- That I feare me will neuer out of my bones
Pro. My trickfey Spirit. I (hall not feare fly-blowing.’
tAlo. Thefe are not naturall euents,they ftrengthen Seb. Why how now Stephano j*
From dvange,to drangcr : fay, how came you hither f Ste. O
touch me not,I am not Stephana, but aCramp.
Tot. If I did thinkc, Sir^l were well ai/vake, Tro. You’ld be King o’the Ifle, Sirha?
l’ld driue to tell you wcwcfedeadoffleepc,
: Ste. I fhould haue bin a fore one then.
And (how we know not) all clapt vnder hatches. Alo. This is a flrange thing as ere I look’d on.
Where, but euen now,with drange,and feuerall noyfes Pro, He is as difproportion’d in his Manner*
Of roring,fhreekirig,howling, gingling chaincs. As in his fhape Goe Sirha, to my Cell,
:

And mo diuerfitie of founds, all horrible. Take with you your Companions as you looke :

We were awak’d
, :draight way, at liberty To haue my pardon, trim it handfomely.
Where we, in all our trim, frefhly beheld Cal. I that I will : and lie be wife hereafter
And
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And fecke for grace what : a thrice double Aflc Where I haue hope to fee the nuptiall

Was I totakethis drunkard for a god / Of thefe our deere-belou’d, folemnized.

And worfhipthis dull foolc ? And thence retire me to my MiUaine, where
(found Euerjr third thought fhall be my graue.
Pro. (*oc to, away. it.

Alo. I long
Alo. lljtux, and beftow your luggage where you
Seb. dr noie it rather. To heare the ftory of your life which mud ;
?

Pro. Sir, I inuitc your Highnefle, and your mine Takethe earc ftarngely.

where you fhall take your reft Pro Tledeliucr all.

To my poore Cell :

For this onenighr, which parepf italic wafte And promife you ealme Seas, aufpicious gales.

With fuch difcourfe.as J npt d^uj^fhaltmjke it And laile, fo expeditious, that fhall catch
Goe quicke*afef fTh* fo# of^ny life, v, } i
Your Royall fieetc farre off My Ariel ; chickc
:

gon by That is thy charge Then to the Elements

And the particular accidents, :

Since I came to this Ifle : And in the morne Be free, and fare thou well : plcafe you draw neerc.
He bring you to your fhip and fo to Naples, Fxeunt ontttts.
,

EPILOG VE, The Scene,an v uninhabited Ifland

ipoken by Trojpcro. JA(ames of the AUors.

N Owmj Charmes are all ore-thrownc

And what ftrengtb I ha ue ’s mine otvne
J

\
Alonfo,K.ofNaples:
Sebafhan his Brother.
Which is moflfaint : now 'tis true
!
P offero, the right Duke ofMiUaine.
I mufihe keere confinde by you \ Anthonto his brother,the 'Vfurping Duke ofMillaine.
Orfent to Naples, Let me not Ferdinand, Son to the King of Naples
my Dukedomegot
Since I haue Gonzalo , an honeft old Councellor.
And pardon'd the deceiuer, dwell Adrian , & Francifco, Lords.
In this hare /(land, by your Spell, Caliban afaluage and deformedJlaue„
,

But releafe mefrom my hands Trmculo,a letter.

mththe helpe ofyour good hands :
Stephana, a drunken Butler.
Gentle hreath ofyours, my Saties Mafier of% Ship.
Muftfill or elfe myproicclfades
, Boate-Swaine .
which was to pleafe : Now I want Marrtners.
Spirits to enforce : Art to inchant Miranda, daughter to Pr offero*
A nd my ending is defpaire, Anell, an ayrie fpint.
Vnlefel he relieud by prater Iris 1
Which pierces fo, that it affaults Ceres
Mercy itJelfe, andfrees allfaults. luno > Spirits •
As you from crimes would pardon'd be. Nymphes
Let your Indulgencefet mefree. Exit. Reapers

FINIS.

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THE
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THE
Two Gentlemen of Verona.
Hu primus , Scenaprima
f .

Is eaten by the Canker creic blow,

Patenting : Fmthctu, and Speed* Euen fo by Loue, thcyong,and tender wit
Is turn'd to folly, blaftinginthc Bud,
Valentine. Looting his verdure, euen in the prime.
5afe to pcrfwade,my louing Prethetts ; And all the faice effcfls offuturc hopes.
£ Home-keeping- youth, bauc cucr homely wits, But wherefore waftc I time to counfaile thee
Wcr’c not affcittion chaines thy tender tlayes That art a votary to fond defirc ?
To the Tweet glaunccs of thy honour’d Louc, Once more adieu : my Father at the Road
I rather would entreat thy company. Expcdf s my comming, there to fee me fiaip’d.
To fee the wonders of the world abroad. Pro. And thither will I bring thee Valentine.
Then (lining dully fluggardiz’d at home) V Sweet Prothew , no ; Now let vs take our Icauc
tl.

WearCout thy youth with fhapeleflc idlcneffe. T o UMillfine let me heare from thee by Letters
But thou lou’ft ; louc ftill,and thriue therein,
finc.e Of thy fuccefle in loue ; and what newes elfc
Euen would, when I to lone begin.
as I Becideth here in abfence of thy Friend
Pro. Wilt thou be gouc.? Sweet Valentine ad ew, And I likewife will vifice thee with mine.
Thinke on thy Prothcus, when thou(hap’ly) Icelt Pro. All happmeffe bechance to thee in Midair,*.
Some rare note-worthy obieft in thy ttauajle. ^ Val. As much to you at home: and fo farewell. Exit.
V^ifh me partaker in thy happinefie. Pro. He after Honour hunts, I after Loue
When thou do’ft meet good hap ; and in thy danger, Helcaues his friends^to dignifie them more;
(if eucr danger doe enuiron thee) I my lelfe, my friends, and ail for louc :
loue
Commend thy grieuancc to my holy prayers, Thou Mia thou haft mecamorphis’d me
For I will be thy beadcf-mati, Valentine. Made menegledl my Studies, loofemy lime;
Val. And on a loue-bookepray for my fuccefle ? Warre with good counfaile; fet the world at nought
Pro. Vpon fomebooke I loue, I’lc pray for thee. M ade Wit with mufing,weake; hart lick with thought.
Val. That’s on fome fhallow Storieof deepcloue. Sp. Sir Vrotheiu :Taueyou.: fawyou my Mafter ?
How yong Leander croft the Helie/pont. /Vo.But now he parted hence to embarque for Millain.
Pro. That’s a deepe Storie, of a deeper Joue, Sp.T wenty to one then, he is fhip’d already.
For he was more then oucr- fhooes in louc. And haue plaid the Shecpc in loofing him.
I

Val. Tistrue; for you areouer-bootes in loue. fro. Indeede a Sheepe doth very often ftray.

And yet you neuer i’wom the Hellcjpont. And iftheShepheard be awhile away.
Pro Oucr the Bootes ? nay giue me not the Boots. Sp. You conclude that my Mafteriis a Shephcard then,
Val. No, I will not; for it boots thee not. and 1 Sheepe *
Pro. W‘h3t i (groncs : fro. I doe.
Val. To be in loue; where fcorne is bought with Sp. Why then my homes are his homes, whether I
Coy looks, with hart-fore (ighes : one fadingmoments wake or fleepe.
Wien twenty watchfull,weary,tcdious nights; (mirth, fro. A filly anfwerc, and fitting well a Sheepe.
lfhap’ly won, perhaps a liaplcflc gaine Sp. This proues me ftill a Sheepe.
If loft, why then a grieuous labour won fro.True : and thy Mafter a Shepheard."
How euer : a folly bought with wit,
but Sp. Nay, that I can deny by a circumftancc.

Or elfc by folly vanquifhed.

a wit, Pro. It fhall goehard but ile proue it by another.
Pro. So, by your circumft3nce,you call me foole. Sp. The Shcpheard feckes the Sheepe, and noc the
Val. So, by your circumftance,I fcare you’ll proue. Sheepe the Shephcard ; but I feeke my Matter, and my
Pro. Tis Louc you cauill at, I am not Loue. Mafter feckcs not me : therefore I am no Sheepe.
Val. Loue is your mafter, for he matter* you ; Pro. The Sheepe for fodder follow the Shephcard,
And he that is fo yoked by a foole. the Shcpheard for foode followes noc the Sheepe thou :

Me thinkes/hould not be chronicled for wife. for wages followeft thy Mafter, thy Mafter for wages
Pro. Yet Writers fay ; asinthefwceteft Bud, followes not thee : therefore thou art a Sheepe.
The eating Canker dwels; fo eating Loue Sp. Such another proofe will make me cry baa.
Inhabits in the fineft wits of all. Pro. But do’ft thou heare :
gau'ft thou my Letter
Val. And Writers fay ; as the mod forward Bud to lulta ?
, Sp. I
 The Woo (jentlemen of Verona. 21
Sp. 1 Sir :l(aloft-Mutton)gauc your Letter to her In thy opinion which is worthiefl loue ?

(alac’d-Mutton)andftie (a lac’d- Mutton) gaue mee(a Lh. Pleafe you repeat their names,ilc flic w my minde,
loft-Murton) nothing for my labour. According to my (hallow Ample skill.
Tro. Here’* too ImaU a Pafture for ftich ftore of Iu. What thinklt thou of the faire fir Eglamoure}
Muttons. Lu. As ot a Knight, vvell-fpoken,neat,and fine
;

Sp. If the ground he ouer-charg’d, you were beft But were I you, he neuer fliould be mine.
fticke her. /». What think’ft thou of the rich tJMercatio ?

"Pro. Nay, in that you are affray : ’twerc beft pound Ltt. Well of his wealth; but of himfclfc,fo,fo.

you. Iu. What think’ft thou of the gentle Prothem

f

Sp. Nay Sir, leffe then a pound fhall l'crue me for car- Lu. Lord, Lord : to fee what folly raignes in vs.
ryingyour Letter. /«. How now? what meanes this paflion at his name?

Pro. You miftakc ;I meanethe pound, a Pinfold. Lu. Pardon deare Madam, ’tis apafling (Lame,
Sp. From a pound to a pin ? fold it ouer and ouer, That I (vnworthy body as I am)
’Tis threefold too little for carrying a letter to your loucr Should cenfure thus on louely Gentlemen.
Pro. But what Laid fhe i Iu. Why not on Prothetu, as of all the reft?

Sp. I. •
•
Lu. hen thus .-ofmany good, I thinke him beft,
I

pro. Nod-T, why that’s noddy. lul. Yourreafon?

Sp. You mirfooke Sir fay fnc did nod; : 1

Lu. I haue no other but a womans reafon:
And you aske me iffne did nod, and I fay I. |
I thinke him lo.becaufe I thinke him fo.
Pro. And that let together is noddy. lul. And would’ll thou haue me caff my loue on him?
Sp. Now you haue taken the paines to fet it toge- Lu. I .-
ffyou thought your loue not caft away.
ther, take it for your paines. lul. Why he, of all the reft, hath neuer mou’d me.

Pro. No.no, you fhall hauc it for bearing the letter. Lu. Yet he,ofall thereft,I thinke beftlouesyc.
Well, I perceiue 1 mull be fainc to besvc with you.
Sp. lul. Hit little (peaking, fliewes his loue but fmall.

Why Sir, how doe you bcare with me ?

Tro. Lu. Fire that’s clofeft kept,burnes niolt of all.
Sp. Marry Sir, the letter very orderly, lul. They doe not loue, that doe not fhew their loue,

Hauing nothing but the word noddy for my paines. Lu. Oh, they loue leaft, that let men know their loue.
Pro. Befhrcw me,but you haue a quickc wit. lul. I would I knew hisminde.
Sp. And yet it cannot ouer-take your flow purie. Ln. Pern i e this paper Madam.
Pro. Come, come, open the matter in br jefe ;
what lul. To lultu fay,from whom ?

faid fire. Lu. That the Concents will fhew.

Sp. Open your purfe, that the moncy,and the matter Iu!. Say, fay : who gaue it thee ?

may be both at once deliuered. Lu. Sir Valentines pagc:&

fromfrothem; lent I think
Pro. Well Sir : here is for yourpaines; what faid flic? He would haue giuen being in the way.i t you, but I

Sp. T ruely Sir, thinke you’llI hardly win her. Did in your name receiue it pardon the fault 1 pray* .-

Pro. Why? could’ft thou perceiue fo much from her? lul. "Now (by my modefiy) a goodly Broker :

Sp. Sir, I could perceiue nothing at all from her Dare you prefume to harbour wanton lines <*

No, not fomuch as a ducket for aeliuenng your letter: To whifper, and confpireagainft my youth ?
And being fohard to me, that brought your minde; Now cruft me, ’tis an office of great worth.
I feare ihe’ll proue as hard to you in telling your minde. And youan officer fit for the place :

Giue her no token but {tones, for flic’s as hal'd as (helc. There take the paper fee it be return’d.
: :

Pro. What faid flic, nothing £ Or elfe returne no more into my fight*
Sp. fo much as take this for thy pains:
No, not (me; Lu. To plead for loue, deferues more fec,thcn hate.
To your
teftifie bounty.I thank you, you haue cellern’d lul. Willyebcgon?
In requital whereof, henccforth,carry your letters your Lu. That you may ruminate. Exit,
fclfe And fo Sir, Tie commend you to my Mailer.
*>
lul. And yet I would I had otie-Iook’d the Letter
j

Pro. Go,go,bc gone, to faue your Ship from wrack. It were a fhame to call her backe againe.
Which cannot peril!) hauing thee aboarde, And pray her to a fault,for which I chid her.
Being deftiri’d to a drier death on Chore : What ’fooleis (lie, that knowes I am a Maid,
I muft goe fend fome better MefTenger,
And would not force the letter to my view;
I feare my luli/t would not daigne my lines, Since Maides,in modefty, fay no, to that.
Receiuing them from fuch a worthleffe poft. Exit. Which they would haue the profferer conftrue, I,
Fie, fie : how way-ward is this foolifh loue
That (like a teflieBabe) will feratch theNurfc3
And prefently, all bumbled kifle the Rod ?
Serna Secuuda . How churlifhly, I chid Lucetta hence.
When willingly, I would haue had her here ?
How angerly I taught my brow to frowne.
When inward ioy enforc’d roy heart to fmile ?
Enter Iutia and Lucetta. My pennance is, to call Lucetta backe
And aske remiflion, for my folly paft.
ilf. But fay Lucetta (now we are alone) What hoe Lucetta. :

Would*!! thou then counfaile me to fall in loue ? Lu. What would your Ladiftiip?
Luc. I Madam, fo yoti (tumble aot vfiheedfully* lul. Is’tneere dinner time ?
lul. Ofall thefaire refort bfGentkmen* Lu. I would it were.
That *uery day with par’lc encounter me, That you might kill your ftotnacke on your meac.
And
 22 The two (gentlemen of Verona.
'
And not vpon your Maid.
Iu. What is’t that you
lu. W ell, let v> goc.
Lu. What,{hall thefe pap ers lyc, like Tel-tales here ?
Tooke vp fo gingerly? Iu. If you refpeft them ; beft to take them vp.
Lu. Nothing. Lu. Nay, 1 was taken tp,for laying them downe.
Iu. Why didft thou ftoopethen ? Yet here they (hall not lye,for catching cold.
Lu. T o take a paper vp,that I let fall. lu. I fee you haue a months minde to them.
lul. And is that paper nothing ? Lu. I (Madam) you may fay what fights you fee
L». Nothing concerning me. I fee things too, although you iudgel winke.
lul. Then let it lye, for thofc that it conccrnes. Iu. Come,come,wiltplcafcyougoe. Exeunt.
Lu. Madam, it will not lye w here it conccrnes,
Vnlefle it haue a falfe Interpreter.
lul. Some lone of yours, hath writ to you in Rime.
La. That I might fing it ( Madam) to a tune Sccena Tertia .
Giue me a Note, your Ladifhip can fet
lul. As little by iuch toycs,as may bepoflible :

Beft fing it to the tunc of Light 0,Loue

Lu. It is too heauy for fo light a tune. Enter Antonio and Panthino. Prothetu.
Iu. Heauy ? belike it hath fome burden then ?
Lu. I and melodious were it, would you fing it, \Ant. Tell me Panthino, what fad talke
:
was that.
lu. And why not you ? Wherewith my brother held you in the Cloyfter ?
Lu. I cannot reach fo high. Pan. Twas ot his Nephew Protheut,xo\it Sonne.
lu. Let’s fee your Song: . Ant. Why i what of him ?
How now Minion? Tan. He wondred that your Lordftiip
Lu. Keepe tune there Hill ; fo you will fing it out : Would fuffer him, to fpend his youth at home,
And yet me thinkes 1 do not like this tune. While other men, of (lender reputation
|

Iu. You doe not? |

Put forth their Sonnes, to fecke preferment out.
Lu. No ( Madam) tie toofharpe. I Some to the warres, to try their fortune there
Iu. You(Mrnion)aretoofaucie. Some, to difeouer Iflands farreaway :
j

Lu. Nay, now you are too fiat; j

Some, to the ftudious Vniucrfities
And marre the concord, with too harfh a dcfcant i
For any.or for all thefe exercifes,
There wanteth but a Meone to fill ycur Song. 1 He laid, that Prothetu, your fonne,wasmeet;
Iu. The meane is dround with you vnruly bafe. And did requelt me, to importune you
Ln. Indeede I bid the bafe for Prothetu. To let him fpend his time no more at home j
lu. This babble (hall not henceforth trouble me Which would be great impeachment to his age.
Here is a code with proteftation In hauing knowne no trauaile in his youth.
Goc,get you gone : and let the papers lyc .- Ant. Nor necd’ft thou much importune me to that
You would be fingring them, to anger me. Whereon, this month I haue bin hamering.
Z,«.She makes it ftrage,but flic would be beft pleas’d I haue confider’d well, his lofie of time.
To be fo angred with another Letter. And how he cannot be a perfect man.
Iu. Nay, would I were fo angred with the fame: Not being tryed,and tutord in the world .*

Oh hatefull hands, to tearc iuch louing words ;

Experience by induftry atchieu’d,
is

Iniurious Wafpcs, to feede on filch fweet hony. And perfected by the fwife courfe of time :
And kill the Beesthat yce!deit,with your (lings; Then tell mc,whcther were I beft to fend him t
lie kific each feuerall papcr,for amends Pan. I thinke your Lordfhip is not ignorant
Looke,here is vvrit,kinde lulta : vnkindc Iulia, How his companion, youthfull Valentine,
As in rcuengc of thy ingratitude, Attends the Emperour in his royall Court.
I throw thy name againft the bruzing-ftones. Ant. I know i* well. (thither.
Trampling contemptuoisfly on thy difdaine. Pan. ’T were good, I thinke, your Lordlhip font him
And here is writ, Leue wounded Prothetu. There (hall he praftil e Tilts, and Turnaments j
Poore wounded name : my bofome.as a bed. Heare fweet difeourfe, conucrfc with Noble-mcn,
Shall lodge thee till thy wound be throughly heal’d And be in eye of cucry Excrcife
And thus I fearch it with a foueraigne kifie. Worthy his youth, and noblencfle of birth.
But twice, or thrice,was Prcthetu written downe Ant. I like thy counfailc : well haft thou aduis’d:
Be calme (good windc) blow not a word away, And that thou maift pcrcciue how well I like it.
Till I haue found each letter, in the Letter, The execution of it fhall make knowne
Except mine own name:That,fome whirle-windc bearc Euen with the fpeedieft expedition,
Vnto a ragged, fearefulljhanging Rocke, I will difpatch him to the Emperors Court.
And throw it thence into the raging Sea. Pan. T o morrow, may it pleafe you ,Dort Alphonjo,
Loe.here in one line is his name twice writ : With other Gentlemen of good cftceme
Poore forlorne Prothetu , faffionatc Prothetu Are iournying, to falutc the Emperor,
To the [west Iulia: that ile teare away And to commend their fcruice to his will.
And yet I will not, fith fo prettily Ant. Good company: with them fhall Prothetu go
He couples it, to his complaining Names; And in good time now will we breake with him.
:

Thus will I one vpon another

fold them, Pro. Sweet Loue,fweet lines,fweet life,
Now ki(Te,embracc,contcnd,doo what you will. Hera is her hand, the agent of her heart
Lu. Madam : dinner is ready : and your father ftaiej. Here is her oath for loue, her honors paunc
°1
 Tbe tvn Gentlemen of Verona. 23
, O that our Fathers would applaud our loues Val. Goe to,fir, tell mc:do you know Madam Siluia}
To feale our happinefle with their confents. Speed. Shee that your worfhip loues ?
Pro. Ohheauenly Julia. Val. Why, how know you that I am in loue ?
^#r.How now? What Letter are you reading there? Speed. Marry by markes : fird,you haue
thefe fpcciall
Pro. May’t pleafe your Lordfhip, ’cis a word or two learn’d (like Sir Prethciu) 10 wreath your Armes like a
Ofcommendations fent from Valentine ; Male-content: to rellifh a Loue-fong, like a %obin-red-
came from him.
Deliuer’d by a friend, that bread : to walke alone like one that had the pedilence
Ant. Lend me the Letter Let me fee what newer. : to dgh, like a Schoolc-boy that had lod his A. B . C. to
Pro. There is no newes (my Lord)but that he writes weep like ayong wench that had buried herGrandam :
How happily he hues, how well-belou’d, to fad, like one that takes diet to watch, like one that :

And daily graced by the Emperor fearcs robbing : to fpeakepuling , likea beggarat Hal-
Wifhing me with him, partner of his fortune. low-Mafle:Y ou were wont, when you laughed, to crow
Ant. And how ftand you affcdlcd to his wifh? like a cocke ; when you walk’d, to walke like one of the

Pro. As one relying on your Lorilllups will. Lions when you faded , it wasprefcntly after dinner:
:

And not depending on his friendly wifh. when you look’d ladly, it was for wait: ofmoney And :

Ant. My will is l'omcthing forted with his wifh : now you are Mctamorphis’d with a Midris, that when I
Mufe not that I thus fodainly proceed ; lookeon you, I can hardly thinkc you my Mader,
For what I will, I will, and there an erd Val. Are all thefe things perceiu’d in me ?
I am refolu’d, that thou fhaltfpend feme time Speed. 1 hey are all perceiu’d without ye.
,
With Valent insts, inEmperors Co>;'t
the Vat. Without me ? they cannot.
What maintenance lie from his friends recciues. Speed. Without you .'nay, that’s ccrtaine forwith- :

Like exhibition thou haue from me ilialt out you were fofimple, none elie would but you are :

Tomorrow.be in rcadinelle, to goe, fo without thefe follies, that thefe follies are within you,
Excufe it not for I 3 m peremptory.
: and (nine through you like the water in an Vrinall : that
Pro. My Lord 1 cannot be to foone prouided not an cy c that fees you , but is a Phyfician to comment
Plcafcyou deliberate a day or two. on your Malady.
Ant. Look what thou want’d fhalbe fijpt after thee: Val. But tell mc:do’d thou know my Lady Siluia ?
No more of day: to morrow thou mud goe; Speed. Shcc that you gaze on fo,as fhe fits at fupper?
Come on Panthmo you diall \ be imployd, Val. Had thou obferu’d that ? euen fhe I meane.
To haden on his Expedition. Speed. Why fir, I know her not.
Fro. Thus haue 1 fhund the fire, for feare of burning, Vd. Do’ft thou know her by my gazing on hcr.and
And drench’d me in the fea, where I am drown’d. yctknow’dhernoc?
I feat’d to fhew my Father Julias Letter, Speed. Is fhe not hard- fauour’d ,
fir?
Lead he fhould take exceptions to my loue. V Not fo faire (boy) as well fauour’d.
'at.

And with the vantage of mine owne cxcul'c Speed. Sir.l know that well enough.
Hath he excepted mod againd my loue. « Val. What doll thou know ?
Oh, how this fpring ofloue rcfcmbleth Speed. That Ihec is not lo faire, as
(
ofyou ) well-fa-
The vneertaine glory ofan Aprill day. uourd s’

Which now fhewes ail the beauty of the Sun, Vat. I meane that her beauty is exquifite.
And by and by a ciowd takes all away. But her fauour infinite.

Pan. Sir Protbeus,yoat Fathers oil's for you. Speed. 1 hat’s becaufe the one is painted, and the o-
He is in had, therefore I
pray you go. thcr out ofall counr.
Pro. Whythisitis :my heart accords thereto, Val. How painted ?
and how out of count ?
And yet a thoufand times it anfwcr’s no. Speed.Marry fir, fo painted to make her faire, that no
Exeunt. Finis. man counts of her beauty.;
Val. How edeem’d thou me?Iaccount ofher beauty.
Speed. You neucr faw her fince fhe was deform’d.
Val. How long hath fhe beene deform’d ?
Busfecundus : Scoena Trim a. Speed. Eucr dnee you lou’d her.
Val. I haue lou’d her euer dnee I faw her,
And dill I fee her beautifull.
Enter Valentine , Speed, Siluia. Speed. 1 f you loue her, you cannot fee her.
Val. Why?
Speed. Sir, your Glotif. Speed. Becaufe Loue is blinde : O you had mine
that
Not mine my Gloues are on.
Valets. : eyes, or your owne eyes had the lights they were wont
Sp. Why then this may be yours for this is but :
one. to haue, when you chidde at Sir Protheus, for going vn-
Ha? Lqujic fee ;I, giue it me, it’s mine
"Oat. gartcr’d.
Sweet Ornament, that deckc s a thing diuine. Val. What fhould I fee then ?
Ah Siluia, Siluia. , . Speed. Your owne prefent folly , and her palling de-
Speed. Madam Siluia Madam Siluia. formitie : for hee beeing in loue, could not fee to garter
Val. Hownow Sirha? his hofe;
and you, beeing in loue , cannot fee to put on
Speed. Shecis not within hearing Sir. your hofe. (ning
Val. Why fir, who bad you caliber? Val. Belike (boy) then you are in loue, forlaftmor-
Speed. Your worfhip fir, oielfe I miftooke, You could not fee to wipe my fhoocs.
Val. Well : you’ll dril be too forward. Speed. True fir: I was in lone with my bed, Ithanke
Speed. And yet I was lad chidden for being too flow. you, you Twing’d me for my loue, which makes mee the
bolder
 24 Tfo two (jentlemen of Verona.
bolder to chide you, for yours. Val. Why fhe hath not writ to me ?
Val. In conclufion, 1 ftand affefted to her. Speed. What need fhe.
Speed. I would you were fet, fo your affe&ion would When fhee hath made you write to your felfe?
ccafe. Why, doc you not pcrceiue the ieft ?
Val. Laft night (lie enioyn’d me Val. No, bclecue me.
To write fome lines to one (he loues. Speed, No belceuingyou indeed fit
Speed, And hauc you ? But did you percciuehcr earneft f
Val. Ihaue. Val. She gaue me none, except an angry word.
Speed. Are they not lamely writt? Speed. Why fhe hath giuen you a Letter.
Val. No fBoy) but as well as I can do them: Vd. That’s the Letter I writ to her friend.
Peace, here fhe comes. Speed. And £ letter hath fhe dcliuer‘d,& there an end.
Speed. Oh excellent motion; oh exceeding Puppet: Val. I would it were no worfe.
No w will he interpret to her. Speed. lie warrant you, *cis a* well:
Val. Madam & Miftres, athoufand good-morrows. For often haue you writ to her and fhe in modefty , :

Speed. Oh/giheyc-good-cv’n : hcer’s a millionof Or elfc for want of idle time, could not againe reply,
manners. Or fearing els fome mefleger,^ might her mind difeouer
Sd. Sir Valentine, and feruant, to you two thoufand. He: felf hath taught her Louc himfelf, to write vnto her
Speed.He fhould giue her intereft: Ihe giues it him. & All ihis I fpeak in print.for in print I found it. (loucr.
Val. As you inioynd me ;
I haue writ your Letter Why mufe you fir, 'tis dinner time.
Vnto the fecret.namcles friend ofyours Val. haue dyn’d.
I

Which I was much vnwilling to proceed in. Speed. but hearken fir though the Camelcon Loue :

But for my duty to your Ladifhip. (done. can feed on the ayre, I am one that am nourifh’d by my
Sil. I thankeyou (gentle Scruant) ’tis very Clcrkly- victuals and would fame haue mcate : oh bee not like
;

Val. Now truft me(Madam)it came hardly-oft : your Miftiefie, be moued, be moued. Exeunt.
For being ignorant to whom it goes,
I writat randome,very doubtfully.

Sil. Perchance you think too much of fo much pains?

Vat. No(Madam)ifoit fteed you,I will write Serna fecunda.
(Pleafeyou command) athoufand times as much
And yet
Sil. A pretty period : well: I ghefle the fcqucll ;
Enter Prothetu , Julia , Pan; hum.
And yet I will not name it : and yet I care not.

And yet, take this againc: and y.et I thanke you Pro. Haue patience, gentle Julia
Meaning henceforth to trouble you no more. Jul. Imuft where is no remedy.
Speed. And yet you will and yet, another yet.
: Pro. When polTibly 1 can, 1 will returne.
What meanes your Ladifhip
Val. ? Jul. If you turnc not you will return the fooncr
:

Doe you not like it A Keepe this remembrance for thy Iulia't fake.
Sil, Yes, yes: the lines are very queintly writ. Pro. Why then wee’ll make exchange;
But (fincc vnwillingly) take them againe. Here, take you this.

Nay, take them. Jul. And leale the bargaine with a holy kiffe.

Val. Madam, they are for you. Pro. Here is my hand, for my true conftancie:
Siltt. you writ them Sir, at my requeft
I, I: And when that howre ore-flips me in the day.
But I none of them : they are for you :
will Wherein I figh not (Julia) for thy fake.
I would Haue had them writ more mouingly : The next enfuing howre, fome foule mifchancc
Val. Pleafeyou, lie write your Ladifhip another. Torment me for my Loues forgetfulneffe
Sil. And when it’s writ for my fake read : it oucr. My father ftaies my comming anfwere not :

And ifitplea&you, forifnot: why io: The tide is now ;

nay, not thy tide of tcares
Val. lfitplwfcmc,(Mad3m?) what then? That tide will ftay me longer then I fhould,
Sil. Why Hit pleafe you, take it for your labour Julia , farewell what, gon without a word?
:

And fo good-morrow Seruant. Ex it. Sil, I, fo true loue fhould doe it cannot fpeake, .•

Speed. Oh left vnfeenc : infcrutible : inuifible. For truth hath better deeds, then words to grace it,
As a nofc on a mans face, or a Wethercocke on a fteeple Panth. Sir Prothetu you arc ftaid for.
My M after fues to her: and fhe hath taught her Sutor, Pro. Goc :I come,I come:
He being her Pupil!, to become her Tutor. Alas, this parting ftrikespoore Louers dumbe.
Oh excellent deuife, was there euet heard a better ? Exeunt,
That my mafter being feribe],
Tohimfelfc fhould writethe Letter ?

Val. How now Sir ?

What are you reafoning with your felfe ? Serna Ter tin.
Speed. Nay: I was riming ’tis you j haue the reafon.
:

Val. To doe what?

Speed. To be a Spokef-man from Madam Siluia.
Val. To whom? Enter Launce , Pantheon.
Speed. To your felfe why, fhe woes you by
: a figure. Launce, Nay, ’twill bee this howre ere I haue done
Val. What figure? weeping : all tha kinde of the Launcts , hauc this very
Speed. By a Letter, I fhould fay." fault: I haue recciu’d roy proportion, like the prodigious
lonne,
 The mo (jentlemen of Vtrona. 2f
Sonne, and am going with Sir to the Imperials i Spec. Mailer, Sir Thurit frownes on you.
Court : I thinke Crab my dog , be the fowrell natured Val. 1 Boy, it’s for loue.
1 dogge that Hues : My Mother weeping : my Father Spee. Not of you.
wayiing: my Sifter crying : our Maid howling.: our Val. Of my MiftrelTethen.
Catte wringing her hands, and allourhoufe in a great Spec. Twere good you knockt him,
pcrplexitie,yet did not this cruell-heartcd Curre fhcdde Sil. you are fad.
Seruant,
oneteare : hcisaflone, avery pibbleftone,antfhasno Val. Indeed,Madam,Ifeemefo.
more pitty in him then a dogge :a lew would haue wept 7 hu. Scemc you that you arc not ?
to hauefeene our parting why my Grandam hauing : Val. Hap’lyldoc.
no eyes, lookc you, wept her felfc blindc at my parting: Thu. So doe Counterfeyts.
nay, lie (hew you the manner ofit. This fhocc is my fa- Val. So doe you.
ther : no, this left fhooc is my father; no, no, this left Thu. What leeme I that I am not?
fl-iooe is my mother nay, that cannot bee fo neyther
: : Val. Wife.
yes; it is fo, itislo : it hath the wori'er lolc this fhooc : Tin*. Whatinflanceof the contrary?
with the hole in it, is my mother and this my father .• Val. Your folly.

a veng’ancc on’t, there 'tis : Now fir, this ftaffe is my li- Thu. And how quoat yon my folly ?
fter : for, lookc you, file is as white as a lilly , and a$ Val I quoat it in your lerkin,
fimllasawand : this hat is Nan our maid : I am the Thu. My lerkin is a doublet.
dogge no, the dogge is himlelfe, and I am the dogge:
: Val. Well thcn,llc double your folly.
oh, the is me, and I am my felfc
dogge I fo,fo now : : : Thu. How ?
come I to my Father ; Father, your blcfling now : S:l. What,angry,Sir Thnrio,do you change colour?

fiiould not the fhooc ipeake a word for weeping : Val. Giue him leaue,Madam,he is a kind ot Camelion.
nowfhould Ikiffemy Father .well, hee weepes on: ;
Thu. That hath more mindc to feed on your bloud,
Now come I to my Ofithatfhc could ipeake then liue in yourayre.
now, like a would-woman : well, I kifl'e her : why Val. You haue faid Sir.

there’tis ;
hccrc’s my mothers breath vp and dovvne: Thu. 1 Sir,and done too for this time.
Now come I to my filler marke the tnoane fhc makes
; : Val. I know
wcl fit,you alwaies end ere you begin.
it

now dogge all this while fheds not a teare

the nor „• Sil. A ofwords,gcntleme,& quicklyfhot oft'
fine volly

fpcakesaword : but lee how I lay the dull with my Val. ’Tis indeed, Madam,we thank the giucr.
teares. Sil. W’iio is that Seruant ?

Panth. Launce t away, away : a Boord : thy Mailer is Val. Yourfclfe(l"wect Lady)for you gaue the fire,

fhip’d, and thou art to port after with oares ;

wh3t’s the borrows his wit from your Ladifhips lookes,
Sir Thurto
matter ? why weep’ll thou man ? away alfe, you’l loofc And fponds what he borrowes kindly in your company.
theTide,ifyou tarry any longer. Thu. Sir, if you fpend word for word wijtH me, ) fhall
Latin. It is no matter if the tide were loft, for it is the make your wit bankrupt. (words,
vnkindefl Tide,that cuer any man tide. Val. I know it youhaue(an Exchequer of
well fir :

Panth. What’s the vnkindefl tide? And I thinke, no other trcaiure to giueyour followers:
Lau. Why , he that’s tide here, Cr<*£ my dog. For it appeares by their bare Liuencs
Pant. Tut, man I meane thou’lt loofc the flood, and
: That they liue by your bare words.
in loofing the flood, loofc thy voyage,and in loofing thy Stl. No more, gentlemen, no more:

voyage, loofc thy Mailer, and, in loofing thy Mailer, Here comes my father.
loofe thv feruice, and in loofing thy fcruicc : why Dtikt Now, daughter Stluia, you are hard befet.
doll thou flop my mouth ? Sir Valentine , your father is in good health,
Latin. For feare thou fhouldll loofc thy tongue. What fay you to a Letter from yout friends
panth. Where flnould I loofc my tongue ? Of much good newes ?
Laun. In thy Tale. Val. My Lord, I will be thankfull ,

Pauth. InthyTaile. To any happy meflenger from thence.

Loofe the Tide, and the voyage , and the Ma-
Latin. Duh- Know ye TTon Antonio, yout CountrimaQ ?
iler, and why man, if the Ritier
theSeruice, and the tide: Val. I, my good Lord,l know the Gentleman
were drie,I am able to fill it with my teares if the windc : To be of worth, and worthy eftimation.
were downe, 1 could driuc the boate with my fighes, And not without defert fo well reputed.
Panth. Come come away man , I was fent to call
: L>ukjHath he not a Sonne ?
thee. \
Val. I, my good Lord,a Son, that well deferues
Latt. Sir : call me what thou d/r’ll. The honor,and regard of fuch a father.
Pant. Wilt thou goe ? ! Dak; You know him well?
Laun. WeM,Iwillgoe. Vdl. I knew him as my felfe for from our Infancie :
j
v,/
• '*

'.Exeunt,
j
Wc haue conuerft,and fpent our howres together,
And though my felfe haue beene an idleTrewant,
Omitting the fweet benefit of time
Seem Quarta. To cloath mine age with Angel- like perfection :
Vet hath Sir Prethew( for that’s his name)
Made vfe.and faire aduanrage ofhis daies :
His ycares but yong,but his experience old •
Enter Palestine, Sil*ta,Thurio, Speed, Duke, P rot hem, His head vn-mellowed,but his Iudgcment ripe
Sil. Seruant. And in a word (for far behindc his worth
Val. Miftris. - 1
Comes all the praifes that I now bellow.)
C He
 26 The two (jentlemen of Verona.
He is compleat in feature, and in minde. And hath fo humbled me,as I confeflc
With all good grace, to grace a Gentleman. There is no woe to his corre&ion
T)»k: Befhrcw me fir, but if he make this'good Nor to his Seruice,no fuch ioy on earth
Heisas worthy for an Emprefteloue, Now,no difeourfe, except it be of loue:
As meet to be an Emperors Counccllor : Now can I breakemy faft,dinc,fup,andfleepe,
Well, Sir this Gentleman is come to me
: Vpon the very naked name pf Loue.
With Commendation from great Potentates , Pro. Enough ; I read your fortune in your eye
And hecrc he meanes to tpeud his time a while, Was this the I doll, that you worfhip fo ?
I thinke’eis no vn-welcomencwestoyou. V al. Euen She ; and is fire not a heaucnly Saint ?
Val. Should haue wifli’d a thing,it had bcenc he.
I Pro. No 5 But fhc is an earthly Paragon.
Disk- Welcome him then according to Ins worth.- Val. Call her diume.
Stlttia,\ fpeake to you, and you Sir fhurio , Pro. I willtiot flatter her.
For Valentine, I need not cite him to it, Val. O flatter me: for Loue delights inpraifes.
I will fend you prcfently.
him hither to Pro. When I was tick, you gaue me bitter pils.
Val. This is the Gentleman I told your Ladifhip And I muftminifterthcliketoyou.
Had come along with me, but that his Miitrcflc Vat. Then fpeake the truth by her; ifnotdiuine,
Did hold his eyes, loekt in her Chnftall lookes. Yet let her be a principalitie,
Sil. Bc-likc that now fhc hath enfranchis’d them Soucraigne to all the Creatures on the earth.
Vpon fome other pawnc tor leaky. Pro, Except my Miftrefle.
Val. Nay furc,I thinke fire holds them prifoners Oil. Val. Sweet : except not any,
Sil. Nay then he fhould be blind, and being blind F xrept thou wilt except agaiuft my Loue.
How could he lee his way to iecke cut you ? /Vo. Haue 1 not reafon to prefer mine owne t
VaL Why Lady, Loue hath twenty pane ot eyes. Val. Audi will help thee to prefer her to:
Thur. They fay that Loue hath not an eye at all. Shcc (bail be dignified with this high honour,
Val. Tofecfuclr Louers,7 W;o,33your lclte, T o beare my Ladies trainc, left the bate earth
Vpon a homely obietft, Loue can winke. Should fioin her veil ure chance to fteale a kifle.
Stl. Hme done, haue done here comes y gentleman. : And ot fo great a fauor growing proud,
Val. WelcomCjdeer Protheits Millris, I belccch you : Difdaine toroote the Sommer-l’wclling fiowre.
Confirmc his welcome, with fome fpeciall fauor. And make rough wincer eucrlaftingly.
Sil. His worth is warrant for his welcome hctlrer. Pro. Why Valentine, what Bragadifme is this t
It' thisbeheyou oft haue witn’d to hcarelrom. Vd. Pardon me ( Prothew ) all I can is nothing,
Val. Miftris, it is fwcet Lady,cntertaine him
: T o her,whofe worth,makc other worthies nothing
To be my fcllow-fcruant to your Ladifhip. Shcc is alone.
Stl. Too low a Miftrcs for fo high a feruanc. Pro. Then let her alone.
Pro. Not fo,fweet Lady,but too mcanc a leruant Val. Not for the world why man, flic is mine owne.
:

To haucalooke of fuch a worthy a fylirtrefie. And 1 hauing fuch a Iewcll

as rich in

Val. Lcaue off ditcourlc of dilabilitic As twenty Seas,ifall their fand wcrepearle.
Sweet Lady,entcrtainc him for your Scruant. The watet,Ne£far, and the Rocks pure gold.
Fro. My dutic will I boatl ot, nothing clfe. Forgiue me, that I doe not dreame on thee,
Stl. And dutie newer yet did want his meed. Becaufc thou fecit me doate vpon my loue:
Scruant,you arc welcome to a worthlefic Miftrcfle. My foolifh Riuall that her Father likes
Pro. lie die on him that faics fo but your felte. (Onely for his pofl'elfions are fo huge)
Stl. That you are welcome ? Is gone with her along, and I muil after.

Pro. That you arc wortlrlcfle. (you. For Loue (thou know’ft is full of lealoufic.^
Thur. Madam, my Lord your father wold fpeakwith Pro. But (heloues you ? (howre,
wait vpon his pleafure Come Sir Thurio,
Stl. I : Val. I,and we ate betroathd nay more, our mariage :

Goe with me : once more, new Scruant welcome With all the cunning manner of our flight
lie leaue you to confer of home affaires, Determin’d of how I muft climbc her window.
:

When you haue done, we lookc too lreare from you. The Ladder made of Cords, and all the means
Pro. Wce’ilboth attend vpon your Ladifhip. Plotted, and ’greed on for my happinefle.
Val. Now tell me: how do al from whence you came? Good Prothew goe with me to my chamber ,
Pro.Y oni fiends arc wel ,& haue the much comended. In thefe affaires to aid me with thy counfaile.
Val. And how doc yours ? Pro. Goe on before: I fhallenquirc you forth:
Pro. I left them allrn health. I muft vnto the Road,todif-eo^barque

Val. How does your Lady?& how thriues your loue? Some neceflarics, that I needs muft vfe.
Pro. My talcs of Loue were wont to weary you, And then Tie presently attend you.
I know you ioy not in a Louc-difcourie. Val. Will you makehafte? Exit.
Val. I Prothetu , but that life is alter’d now, Pro • I will.

I haue done pcnnance for contemning Loue, Euen one heate, another heate expels
as
Whole high empericus thoughts haue punilh’d me Or as one naile,by ftrength driues out another.
With bitter fafi s,with penitentiall groncs, So the remembrance of my former Loue
With nightly teares,arid daily hart-fote fighes, Is by a newer obieff quite forgotten

For in reuengc of my contempt of loue, It is mine, or Valentines praife?

Loue hath chas’d fleepc from my enthralled eyes, Her true perfection, or my falfe tranfgreflion ?
And made them watchers of mine owne hearts fotrpyy- That makes me reafonlefle, to reafon thus ?
O gentle Prothem Loue’s a mighty Lord, Shee is fairc : and fo is Julia that I loue,
(that
 *The trso Cjentlemen of'Vtrona 27
rThat I did louc for now my louc is thaw’d. Spee, Why,thou whorfon Affe,thou miftak’ft me.
}

Which like a waxen Image 'gainft a fire Lav, Why Foolc , I meant not thee , I meant thy

Beares no impreffion of the thing it was.)

M after.
Spee. I tell thee, my Mafter is become a hot Loucr.
Me thinkes my zcalc to Valentine is cold ,
And that I louc him not as I was wont
Lav. Why, I tell thee, I care not, though lice burnc

Lady too-too much himfelfe in Loue. If thou wilt goc with me to the Ale-
O, but I louc his
houfe ifnot, thou art an Hebrew, a Iew,<and not worth
I loue him lb little.
:
And that's the rcafon
doatc on her with more aduice the name of a Chriftian.
How fliall I
That thus without aduice begin to loue her ?
|
Sfee. Why ?
L&u. Becaufe thou haft not fo much charity in thee aj
’Tis but her picture I haue yee beheld. |

to goe to the Ale with a Chriftian : Wilt thou goe?

And that hath daz.cl’d my reafons light
Spee. At thy feruice.
But when I lookc on her perfections ,

be blindc. ExeHtlt.
There is no reafon, but I fhall

]f I can chcckc my erring loue, I will

If not, to compare her lie vfc my skill.
Exeunt.
Seven a Sexta.

Scen.i Quinta .
Er.ter Prothcus foltu.

Pro. To lcauc my 1hIia\ fliall I be forfworne?

Enter Speed And Launce. To louc hhcSiluta-, fhall be forfworne? 1

To wrong my friend, I fliall be much forfworne.

Speed. LxU’iceJoy mine honefty welcome to Padua. And ev’n that Powrc which gaue me fir ft my oath
Laun. Forfweare not thy felfe, 1’wcci youth, for 1 am Proiiokcs me to this three-fold periurie.
not welcome. I reckon this alwaies,th3t a man is ncnci: ; Louc bad mee fwcare,and Louc bids me for-fwcare j
vndon till hee be hang’d, nor neiier welcome to a place Ol’weec-fuggeftmg Loue, ifthou haft fin’d.
till fome certaine (Lot be paid, and the Hoftcfte fay wel- Teach me(cliy tempted fubieft) to excufe it.
come. At firft I did adore a twinkling Starrc,
Speed. Come-on you mad-cap : lie to the Afe-houfe But now I worfhip a ccleftiall Sunne :
with you prefently where, for one fhot of fine pence,
;
Vn-hcedfull vowes may
heedfully be broken.
thou dial: hauefiue thoufand welcomes ; But firha,how And he Wants wit, wants refolued will,
that
did thy Mafter part with Madam Iulia ? Tolearnehis wit.t’exchange the bad for better;
Late. Marry after they doas’d in earned, they parted Fic,he,vnrcuercnd tongue, to call her bad,
very fairely in ieft. Whofc fouei aignty fo oft thou haft prtferd
Spee. But fliall (lie marry him? With twenty thoufand foule-confirmingoaihes.
La*. No. I cannot ltaue to louc ; and yet I doc
Spee. How then ? fliall he marry her ? But there I lcauc to loue, where I fhould loue.
Late. No, neither. Julia I loofc,and Valentine I loole.
Spee. What, are they broken ? If 1 keepe them, I needs muft loolcmy felfe?

Late. No ;
they are both as whole as a fifti. If lloofe them, thus finde I by their Ioffe,

Spee. Why then, how ftands the matter with them ? For Valentine, my felfe rfor Julia, Stluia.
Lnv. Marry thus, when it ftands well with Imn , it I to ray felfe am deerer then a friend,
ftands well with her. For Loue is ftill rnoft precious in it felfe.

Spee. What an aflc art thou,I vnderftand thee not. And Silttia (witncfTe heauen that made her faire)
Lam. What a blocke art thou, that thou canftnot? Shewes but a fwarthy Ethiopc.
Julia

My ftaflfe vndcrftands me ? I will forget that Iuha is aliue

Spee.What thou faift ? Remembring that my Loue to her is dead.
Lou. I,and what I do too : looke thee, He but leane, And Valentine He hold an Enemic
and my ftaffe vnderftanas me. Ayming at Stluia as a fweeter friend.
Spee. It ftands vnder thee indeed. I cannot now proue conftant to my felfe.
Em. Why,ftand-vnder: and vndcr-ftar.d is all one. Without fome treachery vs’dto Valentine.
Spee. But tell me true, wil’c be a match ? This night he meancth with 3 Corded-ladder
Late. Askc my dogge, if he fay I, it will ; if hee fay
|
To climbe celeftiall Sihuas chamber window }

no, it will: if hee fhakc his taile, and fr.y nothing , it j

My l’dfe in counfaile his competitor.
will. Now prefently lie giuc herfathcr notice i

Spee.The conclufion is then, that it will. Oftheir difguifing and pretended flight
Lem. Thou (halt neuer get fuch a fecret from me, but Who ( all imag’d) will banifh Valentine:
by a parable. For Tburio he intends fhall wed his daughter
Spee. ’ Tis well that I get it fo i but Launce, how faift But Valentine being gon, He quickely croftc
thou that that my mafter is become a notable Loucr ? By fome die tricke, blunt Thurio'sA ull proceeding.,
Lae*. I neuer knew him otherwife. Zijwelend me wings, to make my purpofe fwift
Spee. Then how? As thou haft lent me wit, to plot this drift.
Late. A notable Lubber : asthoureporteft him to Ex it.
bee.
Cs SeCCthi
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28 Thelwo (gentlemen of Verona .

I fcareme it will make me fcandaliz’d.

Luc. If you thinke fo, then ftay at home, and go not.
Sccena [optima.
Iut. Nay, that I will not.
Luc. Then neuer dreame on Infamy,but go j
if Protheut like your iourney, when you come.
Enter Iulia and Lucctta,
No matter who’s difpleas’d,when you are gone:
Iut. Counfaile,L#rm<j, gentle girleafTift me. I feare me he will fcarce be pleas’d with all.

And eu’n inkinde doe coniurethee,

louc, I lul. That is the leaft(L#cerr<«)of my feare
Who art the Table wherein all my thoughts A thoufand oathes, an Ocean ofhis teares,
Are viftbly Charaddcr’d, and engrau’d, And inftances of infinite of Louc,
. To lcffon me, and tell me fomegood mcanc Warrant me welcome to my Protbeus.
How with my honour I may vndertake Luc. All thefc are feruants to deceitfull men.
A iourney to tny louing Pretheus. K lul. Bafc men, that vfc them to fo bafe effect

Luc. Alas, the way is wearifome and long. But truer ftarres did gouerne Prothcns birth.
lul. A truc-dcuoted Pilgrimc is not weary His words are bonds, his oathes are oracles
To meafurcKingdonics with his feeble (legs, His loue fincere, his thoughts immaculate,
Much lefle fhall (lie that hath Loues wings to flic, His tcarcs,pure meflengers, fent from his heart.
And when the flight is made to one fo decre, His hearc,as far from fraud,as heauen from earth.
Of fuch diuine perfection as Sir Prothciu. Luc. Pray hcau’n he proue fo when you come to him.
Luc. Better forbeare,till Prothetu make returnc. lul. Now,as thou lou’ftme,do himnot that wrong,

Ini Ohjknow’ft^ nor,his looks arc my loulcs tood? T o be3rc a hard opinion of his truth.*
Pitty the dearththat 1 haue pined in. Qrtely detcruemy loue, by louing him,
By longing food fo long a time.
for that A.nd prclcntly goe with me to my chamber
Didft thou but know
the inly touch of Louc , t
To t5ke 3 note of what l ftand in need of,
1 h ou wouldlt as foonc goe kindle fire with ftiow ‘To furnifh me vpon my longing iourney :
As feeke to quench the fire of Louc with words, Ail that is mine 1 leaue at thy difpofe ,
Luc. I doe not feeke to quench your Loues hot fire, My goods, my Lands, my reputation,
But qualifie the fires extreame rage , Onely , me hence
in lieu thereof, difpatch :

Left it fhould burnc aboue the bounds of reifon. Come anfwere not but to it prefently,
;
:

Ini. The more thou dam’lt it vp,thc more it brines: l amimpatienc of my tarriance.
The Current that with gentle murmure glides Exeunt.
(Thou know’ft) being flop ’d, impatiently doth rage
But when his faire courlc is not hindered ,
He makes Lwefct muficke with th’enameld ftones, Aclus Tertius.Scena Trim a.
Giuing* gentle kiffe to eucry ledge
He oucr-taketh in his pilgrimage.
Andfo by many winding uookes he ftraics

Wnh willing (port to the wufre Ocean. Enter Duke} Tburio , ‘Trothem ^Valentine ,
Then let me goe, and hinder not my couife :
Launce, Speed.

lie be as patient as a gentle ftreame.

Xasi
And makeapaftnne of each weary ftep. *Dukc Si r Thur/o, giue vs leauc(I pray)a while,

Till the laft ftep hauc brought me to my Loue, We haue fome iccrets to confer about.
And there lie reft, as after much turmoiie Now tell m tVrotheuiy what’s your wilLyvyftjne?
Pro. My gracious Lord, that which I wold difeouer,
A blcffed foule doth in Eliznam.
Luc. But in what habit will you goe along ? The Lavy offucndfiaip bids me toconceale.
lul. Not like a woman, for 1 would preuent
But when miade yonr gracious fauours
I call to

The loofe encounters of lafeiuious men :

Done to me (vndeferuing as I am)
Gentle Lucetta , fit me with fuch weedes
My dutie pricks me on to vtterthat
As may befeeme fonic well reputed Page. Which elfe,no worldly good fhould draw from me:
Luc. Why then your Ladifhip muft cut your haire. Know (worthy Prince) Sir Valentine my friend
lul. No gulcjlle knit it vp in filken firings, T his ni ght intends to fteale away your daughter .*

With twentie od-conceitcd true-loue knots My felfe am one made priuy to the plot.
To be fantafti que, may become a youth I know you hauc determin’d to beftow her

Of greater time then I fhall ihcw to be. (ches.’’ On Tburio whom your gentle daughter hates ,
,

Luc. What fafhion (Madam) fhall I make your bree- And fhould flie thus be ftolne away from you
It would be much vexation to your age.
lul. That fits as well, as tell me(good my Lord)
Wh at compafle will you wcare your Farthingale ? Thus (for my duties fake) I rather chofe
Why eu'n what fafhion thou beft likes (Lucetta ,) To croflc my friend in his intended drift.

Luc. Y ou muft needs hauc the with a cod-pcece (Ma- Then (by concealing it) heap on your head
Jul. Out,out,(£-^cer/<i)that wilbe illfauourd. (dam) A pack of lorro wes, which would preffe you downc
Luc. A round hofe(Madam)now’s not worth a pin (Being vnpreuented) to your timelefle graue.
‘Duke. Protheue , I thank thee for thine honeft care.
VnlclTeyou hauc a cod-peece to ftickpinson.
lul. Lucetta ,as thou lou’ftmelctmehaue
Which to requite, command me while I liue.
What thou think’ft meet, and is moll mannerly. This loue of theirs, my felfe hauc often fecne

Rut tell me(wench) how will the world repute me

Haply when they haue iudg’d me faft aflerpe.
Fix undertaking fo vnftaid a iourney ? And oftentimes hauc purpos’d to forbid
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companie, and my Court.
Sir Valcntuit her Val. A woman fomtime fcorns what beft cotents her,
But fcat^irgieft.myicaldusayme might erre. Send her another : neucr giuc herore.
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And fo (vpworthiiy) di^race the man.'

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For fcornc at firft, makes afcer-Jouc the more.
(A rafhnefTe that I euemjKt haucfhun’d) If fhe doe frowne, 'tis not in hate ofyou.

1 gaue him gentle

lookes, thereby to finde But rather to beget more loue in you
That which thy felfe haft now dilclos’d to me. If fiie doc chide, cis not to hauc you gone,
And that thou maiftperceiue my feare of this For why , the fooles arc mad, if| left alone.
'

Knowing that tender youth is foone i'uggefled , Take no repulfc, whac euer flic doth fay,
I nightly lodge her in anvpper Towre, For, get you gon, fhe doth not meane away.

The key whereof, my felfe hauc euerkept Flatter, and praife,commend, extoll their graces :

And thence the cannot be conuay’d away. |

Though nerc lo blacke, fay they haue Angclls faces,
Pro. Know (noble Lord)thcy hauc deuis’d a meane ;
That man that hath a tongue, I fay is no man,
How he her chamber-window willaiccnd. • If with his tongue he cannot win a woman,

And with a Corded-ladder fetch her downe : i

Duk. But fhc I meane, is promis’d by her friends
For which, the youthfull Louer now is gone, ; Vnto a youthfull Gcmleman of worth,
And this way comes he with it prelently. And kept feuerely from refort olinen.
Where (if it plcafe you) you may intercept him. That no man hath accede by day to her.
But (good my Lord) doe it fo cunningly Val. Why then I would refort to her by night.
That my difeouery be not aimed at* •
Dttk. I, but thedoores belockt, andkeyes kept fafe ,

For, loue ofyou, not hate vneo my friend. That no man hath rccourfc to her by night.
Hath made me publifher of this pretence. Val. What lects but one may enter at her window ?
Duke Vpon mine Honor, he fhall neuei know
.
Duk. Her chamber is aloft, far from the ground.
That 1 had any light from thee ol this. And built to dieluing.that one cannoc climbe it
Pro. Adicw, my Lord, Sii Valentine is comming. Without apparanc hav.ard of his life.
D»k- h' r Patent in*, whether away lo fail ? Val. Why then a Ladder quaintly made of Cords
Val. Pleafe it your Grace, there is a MciTengcr To cr*ft vp.with a paire of anchoring hookes.
That Hayes to bcaie my Letters to my friends, Would feme to fcale another Hero's towre.
And I am going to deiiuer them. So bold Leander would aduenturc it.
Duf. Be they of much impott? Du k- Now as thou art a Gentleman ofblood
Val. The tenure of them doth but fignific Aduile me, where I may hauc fucli a Ladder.
My health, and happy being at your Court. Val. When would you vfe it? pray fir, tel! me 1

Nay then no matter Hay with me a while,

: Du k. This very night for Loue is life a childe
;

I am to breake with thee of fome aftaues i That longs for cuery thing that lie can come by
That touch me neere : wherein thou mull be fccrer. Val. Ey lcauen a dock, lie get you luch a Laduci
’Tis not vnknown to thee, that I hauc fought Du\g But hatkethee: I will goe to her alone.
To match my friend Sir Tburio, .10 my daughter. How fliall I beft conuey the Ladder thither ?
Val. I know it well (my Lord)and furc the Match Val It will be light (my Lordb hat you may bcai e it
Were rich and honourable befides, the gentleman
: Wider a cloake, that is nfor^rngrh
r
of Vertue, Bounty, Worth, and Qualities
Is full Duk- A cloake as long as thine will ferue the turne?
Befceming fuch a Wife, as your faire daughccr Val. I my good Lord.
Cannot your Grace win her to fancie him ? Dnk. Then let me fee thy cloake
Duk. No,tcy/l me, She is peeuifh,fullcn,froward, lie gec me one of fuch another length.

Prowd, difobedient^llubborne, lacking duty. Y’al. Why any cloake will ferue the turn ( my 1 o^dj
Neither regarding that Hie is my childe. Duf. How fhall I fafhion me co wcarc a cloake ?
Nor fearing me, as if I were her father: Ipray thee let me feele thy cloake vpon me.
And may lfay to thee, this pride of hers What Letter is this fame ? what’s here l to Siluia ?
(Vpon aduice) hath dravvnemy loue from her, And heere an Engine fit for my proceeding,
A nd where I thought the remnant of mine age lie be fo bold to breake the leale for once.
Should haue beene chcrifh’d by her child-like dutic,
Inow am full refolu’d to take a wife. C“My thoughts do harbour with my Siluia nightly ,

And turne her out, to who will take her in And{lanes they are to me , that fend them {lying.
Then let her beauty be her wedding dowre: Oh, could their M
after come, and goe as lightly .
For me, and my pofleffions fhe efteemes not. Himfelfe would lodge where ( fenceles ) they are lying.
Val. What would your Grace haue me to do in this? (JMy Herald Thoughts, in thy pure hofome re{l-them,
T)uk. There is a Lady in Verona hcere While / ( their King) that thither them importune
Whom I affect : but fhc is nice, and coy. Doe curfe the grace, that with fuch grace hath hleft them ,
And naught efteemes my aged eloquence. Becauje my felfe doe want my Jeruams fortune.
Now therefore would I hauc thee to my Tutor I curfe my felfe, for they are fent by me.
(For long agone haue forgot to court
I That theyjhould harbour where their Lordfhould be.
Befides the fafhion of the time is chang’d)
How, and which way I may beftow my felfe WhatYhcre ? Siluia, this night 1 will enfranchife thee.
To be regarded in her fun-bright eye. ’Tis fo and heere’s the Ladder for the purpofe.
:

Val. Win her with gifts, if The relpe£l not words, Why Phaeton (for thou art tJMcrops fonne)
Dumbe Iewels often in their ftlcnt kinde Wilt thou afpire to guide the heauenly Car ?
More then quickc words,doc moue a womans minde. And with thy daringfolly burnt* the world ?
‘Dnk. But Hie did fcornc a prefent that 1 fent her. Wilt thou reach ftars,bec3ufc they fhine on thee ?
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Goebafc Intruder, ouer-weening Slaue, (Which vn-reueift (lands in efifedtuall force)
Bellow thy fawning on equall mates
irnilcs A Sea of melting pcarlc, which fome call ccarea;
And chinke my patience, (more then thy defert) Thole at her fathers churlifh fecte fhe tenderd.
Is priuiledge for thy departure hence. With them vponher knecs,her humble felfe.
Thankc me for this, more then for all the fauors Wringing her bands, whofe whitenes fo became them,
Which (ill too-much) I haue bellowed on thee. As if but now they waxed pale for woe.-
But if thou lin ger in my Territories But neither bended knees, pure hands held vp^
Longer then iwjfceft expedition Sad flghes, deepe grones, nor filucr-fhedding teares
Will giue thee time to lcaue our royall Court, Could penetrate her vneompafhonate Sire ;

By heauen,my wrath fhall farre exceed theloue But Valentine, if he be tane, muft die.
I eucr bore my daughter, or thv felfe. Befides, her interceflion chaf’d him fo ,

Be gone, not heare thy vaine excufe

I will When fhe for thy repeale was fupplianc.
But as thou lou’ll thy life,maKe lpeed from hence. That to clofe prilon he commanded her.
Vai. And why not death,rather then liuing torment? With many bitter threats of biding there.
T o die, is to be bam flu from my felfe Vai. No more: vnles the next word that thou fpeak’ft
And Stint a is my lelfe rVmifh’d from her H auc fome malignant power vpon nay life
Is fclfe from fclfc. A dca Jly.banifhment if io I pray thee breath
: it in mine eare.
What light, is fight, if Silmu be not fcenc? As ending Anthemc of my endlefle dolor.
What iay is ioy,if Siluta he not by ? Pro. Ceafe to lament for that thou canft not helpe.
Vnlcfle be to rhinke chat fhe is by
it And ftudy helpe for that which thou lament’ ft.
And feed vpon thefhadow ofperfeclion. Time is thcNurfe, and breeder of all good
Except I be by Stlnt.i in the night Here, if thou ftay.thou canft not fee chy loue :

There is no mull eke in the Nightingale. Befides, thy flaying will abridge thy life

Vnleflc I looke on Silaia in the day Hope is a louers ftaffe, walke hence with that
There is no day for ine to looke vpon, And manage it, againft delpairing thoughts :

Sheeismyeflence, and I leaue to be ; Thy letters may be here, though thou art hence.
If I be not bv her fairc influence Which, being writ to me, fhall be deliucr’d
Fofter’d, illumin’d, cherifh’d, kept aliue. Euen in the milke-white bofome of thy Loue.
I flienot death, to the his deadly doorec, Tne time now ferues not to expoftulate
T arry I heere, I but attend on death, Come, lie conuey thee through the City-gate.
But flie I hence, I flie away from life. And ere 1 pare with thee, confer at large
Pro. Run (boy) run, run, and fccke him out. Ofail that may concerne thy Loue-affaires
Lam. So*hough, Soa hough — As thou lou’RSiluia (though not for thy felfe)
Pro. What feeft thou ? Regard thy danger, and along with me.
Lam. Him we goe to findc. Vai pray thee Lattsce^nd if thou feeft my Boy
:

There’s not 3 haire on’s head ,

but tksa Indent ine. Bid him make hafte,and meet me at the North-gace.
Pro. Valentine ? 'Pro. Goe firha, findc him out Come Valentine. :

Vai. No. V.il- Oh my deere Silttia ;

haplefi’e Valentine.

Fro. Who then? hist Spirit? Laur.ce. I am but a foole, looke you , and yet I haue
Vai. Neither, the wit to chinke my Mafler is akindeofaknaue but :

fro. What then ? that’s all one if he be but one knaue He liucs not now
, :

Va l. Nothing. that knowes meto be in loue, yet I am in loue, but a

Lam. Can nothing fpeake? Matter, fhall 1 flnkc.? t
T eeme ol horfe fhall not plucke that from me nor who :

Pro. Who wculdft thou flrike/ ’cis I loue and yet ’tis a woman but what woman , I
:
;

Lam. Nothing. will not tell my

and yet ’tis a Milke-maid yet ’cis
felfe :
:

Pro.. Villaine, forbeare. not a maid for fhee hath had Goflips : yet ’tis a maid,
:

Lam. Why Sir, lleflrike nothing: I pray you. for fhe is her Matters maid, 3nd ferues for W3ges. Shee
pro. Sirha, I fay forbeare : friend Valentine a , word. hath more qualities then a Water-Spaniell , which is
Vai. My cares are ftopr, & cannot hear good new es. much in a bare Chriftian Heere is the Cate-log of her
:

So much of bad already hath poflefl them. Condition. Inprimie Shee can fetch and carry : why
pro. Then in dumbe lilencewill bury mine, 1 a horfe can doc no more ; nay, a horfe cannot fecch,bat

For they are haifh, vn-tuneable, and bad. onely carry, therefore is fhee better then a lade. Item.
Vai. Is SilniA dead ? She can milke, looke you, a fweet vertue in a maid with
Pro. No, Valentine. deane hands.
pal. No Valenttne 'indccd, for facred Stluia, Speed. How nowSignior Launce} what newes with

Hath fhe forfworne me ? your Mafterfhip ?

Pro. N o, Valentine. La. With my Mafterfhip ? why, it is at Sea :
Vai. No Valentine ,
\iStima haue forfworne me. Sp. W
ell, your old vice ftill miftake the word: what :

What is your newes ? newes then in your paper ?

Lam. Sir, there is a proclamation, ^you are vanifhed. La. The black’ft newes that eucr thou heard’ft.
Pro. That thou art baniflTd;: oh that’s chenewes. Sp. Whyman/hewblacke? .

From hence,from £;/*«.«, and from me thy friend. La. Why, as blackeas Inke.
Vai. On, 1 haue fed vpon this woe already. Sp. Let me read them ?
And now excefie of it will make me furfet. La. Fie on thee Iolt-head, thou caaft not read.
Doth SiIh-.a know that I ambanifh’d ? Sp; Thoulyeft : lean.

fro. 1, 1 and fhe hath offered to the dooms

: La. I will try thee : tell me this who begot thee? .-

Sp. Marry,
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1 Sp. Marry, thefori ofmy Gtind-ffther. Sp. And more faults then haires.
La. Oh illiterate boy tttef; it was the fonne of thy La. That’s monftrous oh that that were out.
:

Grand-mother s this protieS that tihoti canft not read. And more wealth then faults.
Sp.

Sp. Come foalt, eome try mein thy paper. La. Why that word makes the faults gracious
La. There .•artdS./VfrWrfi be thy fpeed. Well, ile haue her: and if it be a match, as nothing is

Sp. Inprimisfhecanmilke.i impoffible.

La* I that (he can. Sp. What then ?
good Ale.
Sp. Item, {he brevves La. Why then, will I tell thee, that thy Mafter ftaies
La. And thereof comes the prouerbe.- {Slejfmg of North gate.
for thee at rhe
jour heart j tu bnw giid Abe.) For me?
Sp.

Sp. Itemjfhc carffOtvC. La. Forthee? I, who art thou? he hath ftaid for a bet-
La. That’s asitiUch as to fay ( C4n[hefo>) ter man then thee.
Sp. Item fhe can knit. Sp. And muft I goetohim ?

La. What neede a min care tut a flock With a wench. La. Thou muft run to him;for thou haft ftaid fo long
When fhe can knit him a flock'e ? that go.ing will fcarce feme the turne.
Sp. Item, fhe can wadi and fcuiire. Sp. Why didft not tell me foener ? ’pox of your loue
La. Afpeciall vertuc : for then fhee neede net be Letters.
vvafii’d,and fcowr’d. La. Now will he be fwing’d for reading my Letter;
Sp. Item, fhe can fpin. An vnmannerlyflaue, that will thruft himfelfe into fc-

La. Then may 1 i'et the world on w'heeles, when fhe crets :Ile after, to reioyce in the boyes corrc6tio. Exeunt.
can fpin for her liuing.
Sp. Item, file hath many namelcffe vertues.
La. That’s as much as to lay Baftard.vertues that :

indeedeknovv not their fathers ;

and therefore hatic no Seen a Secun da.
names.
Sp. Here follow her vices.
La. Clofe at the heeles ofher vertues. Enter Duke , Thurio , Prothens.
Sp. Item, iiieeisnottobe falling in refpect ot her
breath. Du. Sir Thurio ftzxz not, but that fhe will loue you
La. Well ; that fault m3y be mended with a break- Valer.ttr.e'n banifh’d from her fight.
faft: read on. Th. Since his exile fhe hath delpis’d me mod,
Sp. Item,fhe hath a fweet mouth. Forfworne my company, and rail’d at me,
La. That makes amends for her foure breath. That I amdefperateofobtainingher.
Sp. Item, fhe doth talke in her lleepe. Du. This weake imprefle of Loue, is as a figurtt
la. It’s no matter for that ; io fhee fleepenotin her Trenched which with an houres heate
in ice,

talke. DilFolues to water, and doth loofc his forme,

Sp. Item, fhe is flow in words. A little time will melt her frozen thoughts,
La. Oh villainejthat fet this downe among her vices; And worthlefle Valentine fhall be forgot.
To be flow in words.is a womans onelv vertuc : How now fir Trothius, isyour countriman
vertuc. (According to our Proclamation) gon ?
I pray thee out with’t, and place it for her chiefe
Sp. Item, fhe is proud. Pro. Gon, my good Lord,
La. Out with that too : Du. My daughter takes his going grieuoufly ?
It was Eue> legacie,and cannot be t’anc from her. Dro. A little time (my Lord) will kill that griefe.
Sp. Item, fhe hath no teeth. Du. So I beleeue but Thurio thinkes not fo :
:

La. I care not for that neither :becaufe I louc crufts. Trotbeia, thegood conceit I In old of thee,
Sp. Icem,fhe is curft. (For thou haft fhowne feme figne of good defert)
La. the beft is.fhe hath no teeth to bite.
Well : Makes me the better to confer with thee.
Sp. Item, (he will often praiie her liquor. Pro. Longer then I proue loyall to your Grace,
La. If her liquor be good, fhe (hall: if flic will net, Letme not liue,to looke vpon your Grace.
I will ;
for good things fhould be praifed. Du. Thou know’ft how willingly, I would e(Fe<ft
Sp. ltem,fheistooliberalL The match betweene fir Thurio, and my daughter i
La. Ofher tongue fhe cannot; for th3i*s writ downe Pro. I doe my Lord.
fhe is flow of: of her purfe, fhee (hall not, for
that i!e Du. And alfo, I thinke, thou art not ignorant
keepe fhut Now, of another thing fhee may, and that
.- How flic oppofes her againft my will ?
cannot I helpe. .Well.proceede. Shedidmy Lord, when ZAikwrixe was here.
Pro.
Sp. Item, fhee hath more h lire then wit, and’morc Du. I,and peruerfly,fhe perfeuers fo .•

faults then haires, and more wealth then faults. What might we doe to make the girle forget
La. Stop there : lie hauc her : fhe was mine, and not The loue of Valentine loue fir Thurio ?
mine, twice or thrice in that laftfArticle : rcheavfe that Pro. The beft way is, to flanderZA*/e»f/'»ir,
once more. With falfehood.cowardize, and poore difeent
Sp. Item, fhe hath more haire then wit. Three things, that women highly hold in hate.
La. More haire 'then wit : it may be ile prouc it :^ie Du. I, but (he’ll thinke 5 that it isfpoke in hate, -
couerofthe fait, hides tire f3't, and therefore more it is Pro. l,ifhis enemy deliuer it.

then the fait; the hsrirethat couers the wit, is more Therefore it muft with circumftance be fpoken
then the wit; for the greater hides the leffc: What’s By one, whom fhe efteemeth as his friend.
next ? Du. Then you mu£ vndertake to-Qander him#
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Pro And that (my Lord)IHiallbcloathtodoc.* 2 .0ut. If there be tcn,lhrinke not,but down with’em.
*Tis an ill office for a Gentleman, 3 .Out. Stand fir, and throw vs that you haue
about’ye.
Efpecially ag3in(f his very friend. If not .• we’ll make you fit, and rifle you,
T)u. Where your good word cannot aduantage him, Sp. Sir wc are rndone ; thefe arc the Villaines
Your flanderneuercan endamage him; That all the Trauailcrs doe fcare fo much.
Therefore the office is indifferent. Val. My friends.
Being intreated to by your friend.
it I .Out. That’s not fo, fir : we are your enemies.
Pro. You haue preuail’d (my Lord) ifl can doe it 2 .Out. Peace we’ll heare him.
By ought that I can fpcake in his difpraife. 3 *Ont. I by my beard will we .• for he is a proper man.
She fliall noc long continue loue to him : Val. Then know that I haue little wealth to loofe;
But jay this weede her loue from Vdentine A man I am, crofs’d with aduerfitie .*

It followesnpt that Hte will loue fir Thurio. My riches, are thefe poore habiliments*
Th. Therefore, as you vnwinde her loue from him; Ofwhich, if you fhould here disfurnifh me,
Leaft ic fhould raucll,and be good to none. Y ou take the fum and fubftancc that 1 haue.
You muff prouide to bottome it on me z.Ont. Whether trauell you?
Which muff be done, by prailingmeasmuch Val. T o Verona.
As you, in worth difprailc, fir Valentine. i .Out. Whence came you ?
Dn, And Protbeia,VJe dare truff you in this kindc, Val. From Aftllatne.
Becaufc vve know ( on Talcntir.es report) 3 -Ont. Haue you long foiourn’d there l (ftaid,
You arc already loues.firme votary, Val. Some fixteenc moneths, and longer mighjt haue
And cannot fooncrcuolt, and change your tninde. If crooked fortune had not thwarted me.
V pon this warrant, you haue acccffe,
fliall i .Out. What, were you banifh’d thence ?

Where you, with Siluta,\ nay conferee at large. Val. I was.

For flie is lumpifh,hcaiiy,mellancholIy, 2 .Out. For what offence?
And (for your friends fake) will be glad of you Val. For that which now torments me to rehearfe;
Whereyou may temper her, by your perfwafion. I kil’d a man, whofe death 1 much repent.
To hate yong Valentine, tsx\d loue my friend. But yet 1 fiew him manfully, in fight,
Pro. Ai much as I can doe, I will effedl W tthout
vantage, or bafe treachery.
falie
But you fir Thurio, tsxe. not fliarpc enough : 1 .Out. Why
nere repent it, if it were done fo;
You muff lay Lime, to tangle her defires But were you banifht for fo fmall a fault ?
By waiefull Sonnets, whofe compofed Rimes V al. I was, and held me glad of luch a doome,
Should be full fraught with feruiceable vowes. 2 .Out. Haue you the Tongues?
Dn. I, much is the force ofheauen-bred Peefic. Vd. M made me happy,
youthfull trauaile,therein
Pro. Say that vpon the altar of her beauty Or clie had bcene ofeen miferablc.
1 of ten
You facrifice your teatcs.your lighcs,your heart? ].Ont. By the bare fcalpe of Robin Hoods fat Fryer,
Write till your inkebedry: and with your tcare* This fellow were a King, for our wilde faction,
Moiff it againe and frame fomc feeling line,
: r .Out. We’ll haue him Sirs, a word. :

That may difeouer fuch integrity Sp. Maflcr,beoneofthern:

For Orpheus Lute, was (trung with Poets finewes, It’s an honourable kindc ofthceucry.
Whofe golden touch could foften (fcelc and ffones; Val. Peace villaine.
MakeTygcrs tame, and huge Lcuiatbans 2 .Out. Tell vs this : haue you any thing to take to ?
Forfake vnfounded dcepes,to dance on Sands. Val. Nothing but iny fortune.
After your dire-lamenting Elegies, l.Out. Know then, that fome of vs arc Gentlemen,
Vifir by night your Lnd.es chamber-window Such as the fury of vngouern’d youth
With fome fweet Confort ; To their Inffrunients Lhruft from the company of awfull men.
Tune a deploring dunipe the nights dead filence
: My i’elfe was from Verona banifhed.
Will well become fuch fweet complaining grieuance For prafHfing to fleale away a l ady.
This, or elfe nothing, will inherit her. And heire and Necce,alide vnto the Duke.
Dn. Thisdifcipline,fhowcs thou haff bin in loue. z.Ouc. And I from Mantua fax a Gentleman,
Tb. And thy aduicc,this night,ile put in praflife Who, in my rnoode,! fiab’d vnto the heart.
Therefore, fweet Protheta, my dirc&ion-giuer. i.Ont. And I, for fuch like petty crimes as thefe.
Let vs into the City prefently But to the purpole for we cite our faults.
:

To fort fome Gentlemen, well skiLd in Muficke. That they may hold excus’d our lawlcfle liues ;
I haue a Sonnet, that will ferue the turnc And partly feeing you are bcautifidc
To giue the on-fet to thy good aduife, With goodly fhape ; and by your owne report,
Dn. About itGentlemen. A Linguift,and a man of fuch pcrfe&ion.
Pro. W e’il wait vpon your Grace, till after Supper, As we doe in our quality much want.
And afterward determine our proceedings. a .Out. Indecde becaufe you are a banifh'd man,
2)«. Euen now about it,I will pardon you. Exeunt. Thcreforc.aboue the re^,we parley to you
Arc you content to be our Generali ?
To make a vertue ofneceffity,

(lAHhs 0 uarius. Serna Trtma. AncHiuc as we doe in this wilderneffe ?

3
. Our. What faift thou? wilt thou be of our confort ?
Say I, and be the captainc of vs all .•

Enter Valentine, Speeded cert nine Out-laxves We’ll doe thee homage, and be rul’d by thee,
i Ottfnl. Fcllowes,ltand faff : I fee a paffengcr. Loue thee, as our Commander, and our King.
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i.Otit, But ifthou fcome our curtcfie,thou dyeft. And being help'dynbabits there.
i.Out. Thou {halt not liuc,to brag what we haue of. Then to Stimet fit vs yW,
VaL I take your offer,and will liue with you, (fet’d. Tb,ac Siluia is excelling •

Prouided that you do no outrages She excels each mertall thing

On filly womciijOr poore paflengers. Vpen the dull earth dwelling,
^,Out. No, we deceft fuch vile bafe praflifes. T o her let vs Garlands bring.
Come,goe with vs, we’ll bring thee to our Crewcs.,
And ftiow thee all the T reafure we haue got Ho. How now? are you fadder then you were before;
Which, with our felues.all reft at thy difpole. Exeunt. How doe you, man ? the Muficke likes you not.
/«. V ou miftake : the Mufitian likes me not.
Ho. Why, my pretty youth ?
Ih. He plaies falfe (father.)
Sccena Secunda . Ho. How, out of tune on the firings.
lu. Not fo but yet
;

So falfe that he grieues my very heart-firings.

Ho, Youhaueaquickeeare. (heart.
Enter Vrothciu /Tburto , Iftlia,HoftjjftInfitian,Siluia. lu. I, I would 1 were deafe it makes nic haue a flow
.•

Ho. 1 percciueyou delight not in Mufique.

Pro. Already haue I bin falfe to Valentine , lu. Not a whit, when it iars fo.

And now I mull be as vniuft to Thnrio , Ho. Harke,what fine change is in the Mufique.
Wider the colour of commending him, lu. I that change is the fpight.
:

I haue acceffe my owne loue to prefer. Ho. Y ou would haue them alwaies play but one thing.
But Siluia is toofait c.too true, too holy, Ih. I would alwaies haue one play but one thing.

To be corrupted with my worthlcfie guifts But Hoftjdoth this Sir Protheus, that we talke on.
When proteft true loyalty to her.
I Often refort vnto this Gentlewoman ?
She twits me with my falfehood to my friend ;
Ho. I tell you what L tunce his naan told me.
When to her beauty I commend my vowes. He lou’d her out of all mcke.
She bids me thinkc how 1 hatic bin forfworne lu. Where is Launce}
In breaking faith with /«/;<*,whom I lou’d ;
Ho. Gone to lcckc his dog, which to morrow, by his
And nocwichftanding all her lodaine quips, Mailers command, hee mail carry for a prefcnc to his
The leaft whereof would quell a louers hope .• Lady.
Yet(Spaniel-likc) the more fhefpurncsmy loue, •It*. Peace, (land afide,the companypsrtsr
The more it growcs,and fawneth on her fttll Pro. Sir lhuriofea.ee not you, I will fo pleade.
But here comes Tbuno ; now muft*\ve to her window, That you fhall fay,
my cunning drift excels.
And giue fome euening Mufiquc to her eare. Tb. Where mecte wee 1

Tb. Hownow,fir Protheta, are you crept before vs ? fro. At Saint Gregories well.
‘
Pre . I gentle Tburio, for you know that loue Tb. Farewell.
Will creepe in feruice,where
cannot goe. it Pro. Madam good cu’nto your Ladifhip.
.-

Tb. I.but I hope,Sir,that you loue not here. Sil. I thanke you for your Mufique(Gentlemen)
Pro. Sir.but I doe or elfe I would be hence.
: Who is that that fpake <*
Tb. Who,iSu/w4? Pro. One (Lady)ifyou knew his pure hearts truth.
Pro. IfiUuia-y for your fake. You would quickly learne to know him by hi? voice.
Tb. I thanke y ou for your owne ; Now Gentlemen Sit. Sir Protheus, as I take it.

Let’s tune and to o it luftily a while.

: Pro. Sir Prothcns(gcnt\c Lady)and yourSeruant.
Ho. Now.my yong gueft; me thinks your’ allycholly ; Sil. What’s your will ?
I pray you why is itj? Pro. That I may compaft'e yours.
lu. Marry(mine Hofi) becaufe I cannot be merry. Sil. You haue your wifh
my will is euenthis.
Ho. Come, we’ll haue you merry: ile bring you where That prelently you hie you home to bed ;
youfhall heare Mufique, and fee the Gentleman that Thou fubtile,periur’d, falfe, difloyall man :

you ask’d for, Think’ll thou I am fo fhallow,fo conceitlefle,

lu. But fhall I heare him fpeakc. To be feduced by thy flattery,
Ho. I that youfhall. That has’tdcceiu’dfo many with thy vowes f
In. That will be Mufique. Returne,returne and make thy loue amends
Ho. Harke.harke. For mc(by this pale queene of night I fwcare)
lu. Is he among thefe ? I am fo farre from granting thy requeft,

Ho. I : but peace, let’s heare’m. Thar I delpife tl)ce,for thy wrongful fuite
And by and by intend to chide my felfe,
Song. It?ho is Siluia ? what is (he t Euen for this time I fpend in talking tj? thee.
That all ear Swames commend her ?• >
Pro. I grant (fwccc loue) that I di&k>uc a Lady,
Holy.,fair e,and wifi is fhe. But fhe is dead,
The beanen fucb grace dtd lend her , lu. Twcrefalfe,ifl fhoald fpeakc it;
that (he might admired be. For I am fure fhe is not buried.
Is (he ktnde as (be isfatre ? Sil. Say that fhe be : yet Valentine thy friend
For beauty lines with kfndneffe t Suruiues ; to whom (thy felfe arc witnelfc)
Lout doth to her eyes repaire t I am betroth’d ; and art thou not alham’d
To helpe htm ofhts bltndnejfe : .. : , .
i
To wrong him, with thy imponunacy?
Pro,
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Pro. I likewifc kearc that Vdentine is dead. Vpon whofe faith and honor, I repofe,
Sil. And fo fuppofe am I ;
for in her graue Vrge not my fathers anger (Eglamoure)
Affine thy my louc is buried.
felfe, But thinkc vpon my gricfe(a Ladies griefe)
Pro. Sweet Lady, let me rake it from the earth. And on the iuflice of my flying hence,
Sil. Goe to thy Ladies graue and call hers thcr.ee, To keepe me from a mofl vr.holy match,
Or at the lead, in hers,fepulcher thine. Which heauen and fortune ftill rewards with plagues,
lul. He heard not that. I doe defire thee, cuen from a heart
Pro. Madam your heart be fo obdurate
: if
As full of forrowes.as the Sea of fands.
Vouchfafe me yet your Pidlure for my louc, To beare me company,and goe with roe:
The Picture that is hanging in your chamber Ifnot.to hide what I hauefaidito thee.
To that ile fpe3ke,to that ile figh and wcept : That I may venture to depart alone.
For fince the fubftance of your perfedt felfe EgL Madam,I pitty much your grieuarces,
Is elfe deuotcd,I am but a fbadow
Which.fincc I know they vertuoufiy arc plac’d,
And to your fhadow,will I make true loue. Igiue content to goe along with you,
lul. If 'twere a fubftance you would fute deceiue it. Wrcakingas little what betidethnie.
And make it but a (liadow,as I am. As much, I with all good befortunc you.
Sit. I am very loath to be your Idoll Sir
When will you goe?
But,ffnce your falfehood fiaall become you well Sil. This euening comming.
To worfliip fiaadowes.and adore falfe fhapes. Eg. Where {hall Imeetcyou?
Send to me in the morning 3 and ile fend it Sit. At frier Patricbet Cell,
And fo, good retb Where I intend holy Confeffion.
‘Pro. As wretches haue ore-night Eg. I will not faileyourLadifhip:
That wait for execution in the morne. Good morrow (gentle Lady.)
Jut. HoJlj will you goe ? Stl. Goodmonow,kindeSir£g/4«ww’f. Exeunt.
Ho. By myhalhdome,Iwas faff afieepr.
lul Pray you,where lies Sir Trotheiu?
ho. Marry, acmyhoufe:
Truft me.I thinke *cis almoft day.
lul Notfo : but it hath bin the longeff night
Seem Quarta .

That ere I watch’d,and the molt hcauiett.

Enter Launce, Vrotbem, Ittlii , Situia.

Sccena Tertia Lau. When a mans feruant fhall play the Curre with
.
him (looke you) it goes hard : one that I brought vp of
a puppy :o.nc that i fau’d from drowning,when three or.
foure of his blinde brothers and fiffers went to it : 1 haue
Enter Eglamor e, Siluia. taught him (euenas one would fay precisely
, thus I
•would teach a dog) I was lent to dcliuer him, as a pre-
Eg. This isthchourc that Madam Siluia fent to Miilris 5 //«M, from my Matter 3 and I came no
Entreated me to ca!l,and know her miH.dc foor.tr into the dyning-chamber, but he fteps me to her
Ther’s fomc great matter fiie’ld employ me in. Trencher, andftealcs her Capons-lcg: O, ’tis a foule
Madam, Madam. thing, when a Cur canno: keepe hiinlelfe in ail compa-
Sit. Who cals? nies I would haue (as one fhould fay)onc that takes vo-
:

Eg. Y our feruanr,and your friend 011 him to be a deg indeede, to be, as it were, a dog at all
One that attends your Ladifhips command. things. If I had not had more wit thcnhe,to takcafault
Sil. Sir Eglamorc, a thoufar.d times good morrow. vpon me that he did, I thinke vcnly hee had bin bang'd
Eg. As many (worthy Lady) to your feife for’t : fure as I line he had luffer’d for’c you fhall iudge
••

According to your Ladifhips impofe, Heethrufts me himfclfe into the company of three or
I am thus early comc,to know what feruice foure gcntleman-like-dogs.vnder the Dukes table: hee
It is your plcafure to command me in. hadnotbinthcrc(blefTethermrke)a piffing while, but
Sil. Oh Eglamoure thou art a Gentleman
,
allthe chamber fmelt him : out with the dog(faie$ one)
Thinke not I flatter(forlfwcare I doe not) what cur is that (faics another) whip him out(faies the
Valiant,wife,Temorfc'full,well accomplifh’do third ) hang him vp (faies the Duke.) I hauing bin ac-
Thou art not ignorant what deere goodwill quainted with the fmell before, knew it was Crab 3 and
I bearevnto thebantfh’d Valentine: goes me to the fellow that whips the dogges friend .*

Nor how my father would enforce me many (quoth 1) you meanc to whip the dog: I marry doe I
Vaine Tburio (whom my very foule abhot’d.) (quoth he)you doe him the more wrong(quoth I) 'twas
Thy felfe haft lou’d, and I haue heard thee fay I did the thing you wot of he makes me no more adoe,
:

No griefe did euer come fo neere thy heart. but whips me out of the chamber: how many Matters
As when thy Lady, and thy true*loue dide, would doc this for his Seruant ? nay, ile be fworne I haue
Vpon whofe Graue thou vow'dft pure chaff tic i fat in the ttockes,for puddings he hath ttolne,otherwife

Sir Eglamoure I would ioPalentine

.* he had bin executed: I haue flood on the Pillorie for
To Mantua, where I heate,he makes aboad j Geefe he hath kil’d.otherwifehe had fufferd for’c.:, thou
And for the waics are dangerous to paffe, think'fl not of this now nay ,1 remember the tricl^e you
:

I doe defite thy worthy company, ferud me, when 1 tooke my lcaue of Madam Siluia : did
rot J
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\
not I bid thee ttill raarkeftie,and doe as I do; when did’ft To plead for that, which 1 would not obtaine
thou fee m? heaue vp ray leg, and make water againft a T o carry that,which I would haue refus’d
Gentlewomans farthingale ? did’ft thou eucr fee me doc To praife his faith, which I would haue difprais’d,
fuchatricke? 'm! 4 I am my Matters true confirmed Loue,

Pro. Sebitftuin is thy name t 1 like thee well. Btit cannot be true feruant to my Matter,

And will imploy chec imforae feruice prefendy. Vnlclfe I proue falfe traitor to my fclfe.
/«. In what you picafe,ile doe what I can. Yet will I woe forbim,but yet fo coldly,
Pro. I hope thou wilt. As (heauen it knowes) I would not haue him lpeed,
How now you whor-fon pezanr, Gentlewoman,good day : I pray you be my mcane
Where Kaye you bin tbefe two dayes loytering? To bring me whereto fpeake with Madam Siluia.
La. Marry Sir,I carried MittrisS//#fa the dogge you Sri. What would you with her,if that I be flie ?

bad me. Ini. Ifyou be fhe, I doe increat your patience

Pro. And what faietf fhd to my little Iewell > T o heare me fpeake the meflage I am fent on.
La. Marry fhe fates your dog was a cur,and teisyou Sil. From whom ?
currifh thanks is good enough for fuch a prefcnc, Jul. From my Matter, Sir Prothtm Madam.
fro. But Hie recciu’d my dog ? Sil. Oh: he fends you for a Picture?
La. Noindcededidfhenot: Ini. I, Madam.

Herehaue I brought him backc againe. Sil. Frfula, bring my Pi&ure there

fro. What,didft thou offer her this from me f Goe.giue your Matter this : tell him from me,
La. I Sir,the ocher Squirrill was ftolnc from me One lul/a that his changing thoughts forget
,

By the Hangmans boyc*s in the market place, W ould better fit his Chamber,then this Shadow.
And then I mine owne.who is a dog
offer’d her Ini, Madam, plealeyou perufe this Letter ;

As big ofyours,& therefore the guift the greater.

as ten Pardon me (Madam) 1 haue vnaduis’d
Pro , Goe,gcc thee hcnce,and finde my dog againe. Deliucr’d you a paper that I feould not
Or nere rccurnc againe into my fight. This is the Letter to your Ladifhip.
Away, I fay ftayeftthou to vexemchere
: Sil. I pray thee let me looke on that againe.
ASlaue.that fttll an end,turnes me to fhame : lul. It may not be : good Madam pardon me.
Sebaftian, haue enccrtained thee,
I Sil. There, hold
Partly that I haue ncede of fuch a youth, I will not looke vpon your Matters lines
That can with fome diferetion doc my bufineffe : Iknow they are ftuft with protettaticns.
For’tisnotrufting to yondfoolifh Lowt And full ofnew-found oathes, which he will breake
But chiefely, for thy face, and thy behauiour. Aseafily as I doe teare his paper.
Which (if my Augury dcceiuc me not) Ini. Madam, he fends your Ladifhip this Ring.
Witncflc good bringing vp, fortune, and truth : Sil. The more fhame for him,thac he fends it me
Therefore know thee, for this I entertaine thee. For I haue heard him fay a tkoufand times.

Go prcfcntly,and take this Ring with thee, Hi tlttlia gaue it him,at his departure
Deliucr it to Madam Siluia ;
Though haueprophan’d the Ring,
his falfe finger

She lou’d me well,dcliuer’d it to me. Mine fhall not doc his Inlia fo
much wrong.
lul. It feemes you lou’d not her.dot leauc her token : lul. Shethankesyou.
She is dead belike ? . Sil. What fai’fl thou ?
Pro . Not fo I thinke fhe liucs.
*
: lul. I thankeyou Madam,that you tender her
lul. Alas. PoorcGcntlcwoman,my Matter wrongs her much.
Pro. Why do’ft thou cry alas ? Stl. Do’tt thou know her ?

lul. I cannot choofe but pitty her. lul. Almott as well as I doe know my felfe.

Pro. Wherefore fhould’tt thou pitty her ? To thinke vpon her woes, I doeprotett
lul. Becaufe,vnethinkes that fhe lou d you as well That I haue wept a hundred feuerall times.
As you doe loue your Lady Siluia : o Sil. Belike thinks that Prothem hath forfook her?
flte

She dreames on him,that has forgot her lone, lul. I thinke fhe doth : and that’s her caufe of forrow.
You doate on her, that cares not for your loue. Sil. Is file not patting faire ?

’Tis pitty Louc,fhuuld be fo contrary .•

lul. She hath bin fairer(Mad3m) then ftie is ;

And thinking ort it.makes me cry alas. Whenfhedidthinkemy Matterlou'd her well;
Pro. Well giueher that Ring, and therewithal'
:
'

She, inmy judgement, was as faire as you.

This Letter: that's her* chamber ;Tcfl my Lady, But fince fhe did negleft her lookirig-glatte.
I claime the promifefor her heauenly Piifurc : And threw her Sun-expelling Mafque away,
Your rticflagedonc;hye borne vnto my chamber. The ayre hath ftaru’d the rofes in her cheekes. c.nO
Where thou fhalc finde me fad, and folitavi e. And pinch'd the lilly-tiniflure of her face, fncoVl
Ini'. How many women would tide fuch a niellk^c? That now fhe is become as blacke as I.
Alaspoore Pr#f6fw,chou-haft entertain’d Sil. How tall was (he*
now'll
A Foxe,to be the Shephcard of thy Lambs ; lul. About my ftature for at Pentecofl, :

Alas, poore fooIe,why doe I pitty him When all our Pageants of delight were plaid,
That with his very heart j^etpifcch roe/ Our youth got me to play the womans part.
Becaufc he loues hfe^ne defpifeth trie, And was trim’d in Madam Iulia goWrre,
I

Becaufellouehim,! muftpitty him. Which ferued me as£c,by all mens judgements.

This Ring I gaue him,when he parted from me, As if the garment had bin made forme
To bindc him to reracmbfcfifly gbW&<vill .-
Therefore I know fheis about my height^ 1

And now ami (vnhappyMefTen^RP ) -

And at that time I made her weepe a-good.
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36 The two (jentlemenof ‘Verona.

For I did play a lamentable parr. Pro. Oh Sirjfindc her milder then flic was, }
(Madam) ’twas Ariadne, paflioning And yet (he takes exceptions at your perfon.
For T6e/S« penury, and vniuft flight Thu. What ? that my leg is too long ?
Which I lo liucly a&ed with my teares Pro. No, that it is too little. #'

That my poore Miftris mouetl therewithal!. tj er

Thu. weare a Boore, to make it fomewhat
lie
Wept bitterly : and would I might be dead, roun-
Pro. But loue will not be fpurd to what it
loathes.
If I in thought felt not her very forrow. Thu. What faics fhe to my face?
Sii. She is beholding to thee (gentle youth Pro. Shefaies
) it is a faire one.
Alas (poore Lady) delolatc,and left j Thu. Nay then the wanton lyes my face is :
wcepe my felfe to think c vpon thy word j ; blacke*
I Pro. But Pcarles areand the old faying is faire j
Here youth : there is my purl'e } I giue thee this (well. Blacke men are Pcarles,in beauteous *
Ladies eyes
For thy fwcet Miftris lake,bccaui'c thou lou’ft her. Farc- Thu. ’Tis true.fuch Pcarles as put out
Ladics’eves,
/»/. Andfhefhallthankeyoufoi’c, ifereyouknow For I had rather winkc, then looke on them.
A vertuous gentlewoman, milde, and bcautifull. (her. Thu. How likes fhe my difeourfe
i
I hope my Maftcrs fuit will be but cold, Pro. Ill, when you talkc of war.
Since fhe rcfpe&s my Miftris loue fo much. Thu. But well.when I difeourfe of loue
and peace.
Alas, how loue can trifle with it felfe .
lul. But better indeede,when
you hold you peace.
Here is her Pi&urc let me fee, I thiuke-•
Thu. What fayes flic to my valour?
If 1 had fuch a Tyre, this face of mine Pro. Oh Sir, (he makes no doubt of chat.
Were full as louely.as is this of hers lul. She needes not, when Ihe knowes
it cowardize.
And yet the Painter flatter’d her a little, Thu. What flues flic to my birth ?
Vnlefle I flatter with my felfe too much. Pro. That you arc well deriu’d.
Her haire is y^«r;;<?,mine is perfect Yellow ; lul. True: from a Gentleman, to a foole.
If that be all the difference in his loue. Thu. Confiders fhe my Poficflions ?
He get me fuch a coulour’d Perry wig .•
Ira, Oh I and pitties them.
:

Her eyes are grey as glafle.and lo are mine Thu. Whereforef*

I, but her fore-head’s low, and mtne’sas high lul. That fuch an A fit fhould owe them.
What fhouldit be that he refperfts in her. Pro. That they are out by Leafe.
But 1 can make refpe&iue in my felfe: 1
'
lul. Herecomes the Duke.
If this fond Loue.were not a blinded god. Du. How now fir Prothttu how now Thurio ? ;
Come ftiadow, come, and take this fhadow vp, Which of you fa vf Eglamoure oflatc ?
For’tisthyriuall O thou fencelefle forme.
:
Thu. Not I.
Thou (halt be worfhip’d,kifs’d,lou’d,and ador’d Pro. Norl.
And were there fence in his Idolatry, Du. Saw you my daughter?
My fubftance fhould be ftatue in thy ftcad. Pro. Neither. v •pi,
lie vie thee kindiy,for thy Miftris fake Du. Why then , ; i
•

Thatvs’d mefo orelfeby lone , I vow,

: She’s fled vnto thatpezant ,Falentint',
I fhould haue fcratch’d out your vnfecing eyes, And Eglamoure is in her Company
To make my Maftcr out oflouc with thee. Exeunt. ’Tis true : for Frier Laurence met them both
As he, in pennance wander’d through the Forrcft :

Him he knew well and guefd that it was £hc.

.•

But being mask’d, he was not fure of ir.

Jttus Qjuntus. Sc am a Trim a. Bcfides flic did intend Confeffion
At Patricks Cell this cuen, and there fliewasnot.
Thefc likelihoods confirme her flight from hence
Enter Eglamoure, Siluia . Therefore I pray you fland.noc to difeourfe.
Egl. The Sun begins to guilchbc wefterne skic. But mount you prefently, and meetc with me
And now it is about the very houre Vpon the rifing of the Mountaine foote
ThatS</#/i«,at Fryer Patrick! Cell fhould meet me. That leads toward Trlantua , whether they are fled
She will not fade ; for Louers breake not houres, Difpatch (fweet Gentlemen) and follow me.
Vnlefle it be to come before their cjme. Thu. Why this it is, to be a peeuifli Girle,
So much they fpur their expedition. That flies her fortune when it followes her
See where fhe comes Lady a happy euening. ; more to be reueng’d on Eglamoure
.• lie after

Sil. Amen, Amen goe on (good Eglamoure') Then for the loue of reck-lefle Siluia.
Out at the Pofterne by the Abbey wall Pro. And I will follow, more for Ssluat loue
I fcare I am attended by fome Spies. Then hate of Eglamoure that goes with her.
Egl, Fearenot theForreftis not three leagues off.
: lul. And I willfollow,niorcto croflc that loue
If werecoucr that,we are fure enough. Exeunt. Then hate for .S’//#**,that is gone for loue. Exeunt.
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Enter Thurio,frothetu,Iul$a,Duks. Siluia, QntUanes. dobnid i'
Th. Sir Trothcm what faics Siluia to my
, fuit ?, I .Out, Come, come be patient
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Wc muft bring you to our Captaine. When women cannot loue,whcre they’re bclou’d.
A thoufand more mifchances then this one Sil. When Prothetu cannot louc,wherc he’s
Sil, bclou’d:
Hauelcarn’d me howto brooke this patiently. Read oucr Iultas heart, (thy firft beft Loue)
lOut. Come, bring her away. For whofe dcare fake, thou did ft then rend thy faith
1 Out. Where is the Gentleman that was with
her > Into a thoufand oathes ; and all thofe oathes,
nimble footed, he hath out.run vs. Dcfcended into periury, to loue me.
3 Out. Being
But Moynes and Valerius follow hinj Thou haft no faith left now, vnlefle thou’dft two
Goe thou with her to the Weft end of the wood. And that’s farre worfe then none better hauc none :

There is our Captaine : Wee’ll follow him that’s fled. Then pluvall faith, which is too much by one :

The Thicket is befet, he cannot fcape. Thou Counterfcy t, to thy true friend.
I Out. Come, 1 muft bring you to our Captains cane. Pro. In Lone,
Feare not he bearcs an honourable minde,
:
Who refpedls friend ? B

And will not vfe a woman iawlcfly. Sil. men but /’m&c;#*.
All
Sil. O Valentine : this 1 endure tor thee. Pro. Nay ,if the gentle fpirit of mouing words
Exeunt. Can no way change you to a milder forme
lie wooe you like a Souldicr, at armes end.
And loue you ’gainft the nature of Louc force ye. :

Sil. Oh heauen.
Scixna Quarta. Pro. lie force thee yeeld to my defire.
Val. Ruffian : let goe that rude vnciuill touch,
Thou friend of an illfafhion.
Enter Valentine , Prothtus ,
Silttia , Ialia, (Dnke i Thurio} Pro. 'Valentine.

Out-lawes. Val. Thou comon friend,that’s without faith or lone,

Vtl. How vfe doth breed a habit in a man ? For fuch isnow treacherous man,
a friend :

This fhadowy defart, vnfrequented woods Thou haft beguil’d my hopes nought but mine eye ;

I better brooke then flourifliing peopled Townes

Could haue perfwaded me now I dare not fay :

Here can I fit alone, vn-feene ot any, I haue one friend aliue thou wouldft difprouc me
;

And to the Nightingales complaining Notes Who (hould be trufted, when ones right hand
Tunc my diftrcfles,and record my woes. Is periured to the bofeme ? Prothetu
0 thou that doft inhabit in ray breft, I 1 am forry I muft neucr truft thee more,
Leaue not the Manfion fo long T enantdefle. i
But count the world a ftrangcr for thy fake

Left growing ruinous, the building fall. The priuatc wound oh time, moft accurft
is detpeft :
j

And leaue no memory of what it was, ’Mongft all foes that a friend be the worft i ftiould
Repairc me, with thy prefence, Silnia : Pro. My ftiame and guilt confounds me
Thou gentle Nimph, chcrifh thy for-lornc fwainc. F orgiucrae Valent ins if hearty forrow
What hallowing, and what ftir is this to day ? Be a fufficient Ranfomc for offence,
Thcfe are my mates, that make their wills their Law, 1 tender’t hecre: I doc as truely fuffer.

Hauc fome vnhappy paflenger in chace As ere I did commit,

They louc me well yet I hauemuch to doe Val. Then I am paid :
:

To keepc them from vnciuill outrages. And once againe, I doe receiue thee honeft
Withdraw who’s this comes hecre ?
th ceValentine : Who by Repentance is not fatisned
Pro. Madam ,this feruice I haue done for you Is nor of heauen, nor earth ; for thcfe are pleas'd*-
(Though you refpedl not aught your feruant doth ) By Fenitence th’Eternalls wrath’s appeas’d :

Tohazardlife.and reskew you from him, And that my loue may appeare plaine and free,
That would haue forc’d your honour, and your louc All that was mine, in Stluia} I giue thee,
Vouchfafe me for my meed, but one fairc looke: Ini. Oh me vnhappy.
(A fmaller bocne then this I cannot beg. Pro, Looke to the Boy. ,

And lefic then this, I am fure you cannot giuc. Val. Why, Boy l
Val. How like a dreame is this ? I fee, and hearc : Why vvag:how now ? what’s the matterPIook vp: fpcak.
Loue, lend me patience to ferbeare a while, Itil. O good fir,my mafter charg’d me co deliuer a ring
Sil. Omiferable.vnhappy that I am. to Madam Si/uia (out of my neglccl)wasneuer done.
Pro. Vnhappy were you (Madam) eve 1 came Pro. Where is that ring?boy ?
But by my comming, I hauc made you happy. /«/. Heere’tiv: this^uj'**
Sil. By thy approach thou mak’ft me moft vnhappy. Pro. How? let me fee.
lul, And me, when he approchcth to your prcfencc, Why this is the ring I gaue to Julia,
Sil. Had I bcenc ceazcd by a hungry Lion lul. Oh, cry you mercy fir,I hauc miftooke:
1 would haue becnc a break-faft to the Beaft This is you fent to Silnia.
the ring
Rather then hauc falfe 'Prothetu reskuc me Pro. But how cam’ft thou by this ring Pat my depart
Oh heauen be judge how I loue Valentine , I gaue this vnto Julia.
Whofe life’s as tender to me as my foule. lul. And lulia her felfe did giue it me,
And full as much (for more there cannot be ) And htlta her felfe hath brought it hither.
doe deteft falfe periur’d Prothetu :
I Pro. How ? lulia ?
Therefore be gone, follicit me no more. lul. Behold her, that gaue ayme to all thy oathes,
Pro. What dangerous action, ftood it next to death And entertain’d ’em deepely in her heart.
Would I not vndergoe, for one calme looke How oft haft thou with periury cleft the roote ?
Oh’tis the curfe in Loue, and flill approu’d Oh Prothetu ,
let this habit make tffee blufti.
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Be thou afham’d that I haue tooke vpon me, Now,by the honor of my Anceftry
Such an immodcft rayment $ if fhame Hue I doe applaud thy Ipirit , Valentine,

In a difguife of loue ? And thinke thee worthy of an Emprefle loue

It is the lefler blot modefiy findes Know then, I heere forget all former greefes.
Women to change their {hapes,then men their minds. Cancell all grudge, repealc thee home againe,
Prfl.Then men heuen,werc man
their mindsftis trueroh Plead anew ftatc in thy vn-riual’d merit.
But Conftantjhc were perfeft; that one error To which I thus fubferibe : Sir Valentine
Fils him with faults: makes him run through all th’fins Thou art a Gcntleman,and well deriu’d.
Inconftancy begins
falls-off, ere it Take thou thy Silvia, for thou haft deferu’d her.
What is but I may fpie
in Silvias .face, Val. I thank your Grace, ^ gift hath made me happy:
More frefh in Julia s, with a conftant eye ? I now befeech you (for your daughters fake
)
Val. Come,come : a hand from either To grant one Boone that I fhall aske of you.
Let me be bleft to make this happy clofc : Duke. I grant it (for thine owne) what ere it be.
*T were pitty two fuch friends fhould be long foes. V d. Thefe banifh'd men, that I haue kept withall,
Pro. Beare witnes (heauen) I haue my with for cuer. Are men endu’d with worthy qualities
Ittl. And I mine. Forgiuc them what they haue committed here.
Ovt-l. A prize: a prize: a prize. And let them be recall’d from their Exile ••

Vd. Forbearc,forbeare I fay It is my Lord : the Duke. They are reformed, ciuill, full of good.
Your Grace is welcome to a man dilgrac’d, And fit for great employment (worthy Lord.)
Banifhcd Valentine. Duke. Thou haft preuaild,I pardon them and thee
Duke. Sir Valentine 5 Difpofc of them, as thou knowft their deferts.
Thu. Yonder is Silvia : and Silvia's mine. Come,let vs goe, we will include all iarres.
Val. Tbttrio giue backe ; or clfe embrace thy death With Triumphes, Mirth, and rare folemnity.
Come not within the meafurc of my wrath Vd. And as we walke along, I dare be bold
Doe not name Silvia thine : if once againe, With our difeourfe, to make your Grace to fmilc.
Verona lhall not hold thee heere flic Hands
: What thinke you of this Page (my Lord { )
Take but pofieffion of her,with a Touch: Duke. I think the Boy hath grace in him, he blufhes.
I dare thee, but to breath vpon my Loue. V
d. I warrant you (my Lord)more grace,then Boy.
Thur. Sir Valentine, I care not for her, I: Duke. What mcaneyou by that faying ?
I hold him but a foole that will endanger V
d. Pleafc ypu. He tell you, as we pafle along,
His Body, for a Girle that loues him not That you will wonder what hath fortuned
I claime her not, and therefore fhe is thine. Come Prethetu , ’tis your pennance, but to hcare
Duke. The more degenerate and bafe art thou The (lory of your Loues difeouered.
To make fuch meanes for her, as thou haft done, That done, our day of marriage fliall be yours.
And lcaue her on fuch flight conditions. One Feaft,onc houfe, one mutuall happinefle. Exeunt.

Eglamottre : Agentfor Siluia in her efcape.

Hof: where Julia lodges.
The names of all the A^ors. Out-lawcs with Valenttne.
Speed: a clotvnifhferuantto Valentine,
haunce : the like to Protheus
Duke: Father to Siluia.
Panthion: feruantto Antonto,
thens‘ lulia: heloued of Protheus.
7rZZ'} Siluia: b cloned ofValentine.
Anthomo:father to protheus.
Lucettd: waighting -woman to lulia.
Thurio: afoolijh riuall to Valentine.

FINIS.

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(id Flu f primui, Scena puma.

Euans. It is that ferry perfon for all the orld, as iuft as

Enter lufi ice Shallow, Slender, J/r Hugh Euzns, Mafttr you will defire , and feuen hundred pounds ofiMoneyes,
Page,Falftofte,Bardolph, Nym,Piftoll, Anne Page, and Gold, and Siluer,is her Giand-fire vponhis deaths-
Wfirefe Ford, Uldi/lrefe Page, Simple. bed, (Got dcliuer to a ioyfull refurrcCiions) giue, when
fhe is able to ouertake feuenreene yeeres old. It were a
Shallow. goot motion, ifwc leauc our pribblcs and prabbles,and
Ir f/w6,perfwadcme not I will make a Star- : marriage betweene Mafter Abraham, and Miftris
defire a
Chamber matter ofit, if hee were twenty Sir An te Page,
Iohn Falfiojfs } bc fhali not abufc Robert Shallow Slen. Qid her Grand-fire leaue her feauen hundred,
Efquire, (Coram. pound ?

Slen. In the County of Cjlocefter, Iuftice of Peace and Euan. I, and her father is make her a petter penny.
Shat. I (Co fen Slen tier) and Cnfi-alortim. Slen. I know the young Gentlewoman, fhe has good
Slen. I, and Rato lorttm too ;
and a Gentleman borne gifts.
(Mafter Parfon) who writes himfelfe Armigere ,
in any Euan. Scuen hundred pounds, and poflibilities , is
Warrant, Quittance, or Obligation, Armigere.
Bill, goot gifts.
Shal. I that I doe,and haue done any time thefe three Shal. Wel,letv8 fechoneft M r
7>agei is Taljlaffe there?
hundred yeeres. Euan. Shall you
doe defpife a Iyer, as 1
I tell a lye ?1
Slen. All his fucccflbrs(goncbeforehim")bath don’t: doe defpife one that is falic.or as I defpife one that is not
and all his Anceftors ( that come after him) may : they true : the Knight Sir Iohn is there, and I beleech you be
may giue the dozen white Lucesin their Coate. ruled by your well-willcrs I will peat the doorc for
Page. What hoaPGot-plefTcyourhonfc heere,
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Shal. It is an oldc Coate.
Emms. The dozen white Lowfes doe become an old AP.Page. Who’s there ?
Coat well :it agrees well pafiant : It if a familiar beaft to Euan. Here is goY* piefling and your friend, and Iu-
man,andfignifies Loue. fiice Shallow, and heere yong Mafter Slender that perad-
Shal. The Lufc is the frefh.fifh, the falt-fifh,i$an old uentures fhali tell you another tale, if matteis grow to
Coate. yourlikings.
Slen. I may quarter (Coz). M r
.F age. Iam
glad to fee your Worfhips well : I
Shal. You raay,by marrying. thankeyoufor my
Venifon Mafter Shallow.
Euaus. It is marring indeed* ifhe quarter it. Shal. Mafter Page,l am glad to fee you : much good
Shal. Not a whit. doe it your good heart : I wifh’d your Venifon better, it
Euan. Yes pcr4ady : if he ha’s a quarter of your coat, was ill killd : how, doth good Miftreffe Page? and I thank
there is but three Skirts for your felfe, in my fimple con- you al waies wiih my heart, la : with my heart.
ic&ures ; but that is all one : if Sir John Falfiaffe haue M.Page 1 chanke you.
. Sir,
committed difparagements vnto you, I am of the Church Shal. thanke you by yea, and no I doe.
Sir, I :

and will be glad to do my bencuolenee, to make attone- M.Pa. Iam glad to fee you, good Mafter Slender.
raents and compremifcs betweene you. Slen. Howdb’syour fallow Greyhound, Sir, I heard
Shal. The Couneellfhall hearcit,itii a Riot. fay he was out-run on ^otfkH.
Euan. It is nof meet the Councdl heare a Riot there : M.Pa. It could not be judg’d. Sir.
isnqfeareofGot in a Riot: The Councell (lookeyou) Slen . You’ll not confefle : you’ll not confefle,
fhali defire tohearethcfearcofGot, aodnotto-heare a - Shal. That he will not, ’cis your fault, ’-tis your fault
: |
Riot take your Yiza-ments in that.
: ’tis good dogge.
a
Shal. Ha ; o’my life,if I wereyong againe,. the fword M.Pa. A Car, Sir.
fliould end it. Shal, Sir hee s a good dog, and a faire dog,
:
can there j

Euans. Itispetter that friends is the fword, and end be more faid ? he is good, and fane, is Sit Iohn Fa/Jiajjh
J

it :ahd there is alfo another deuiec in mypraine,. which heere ?

peraduentuce prings goot difcretions with it. There is M.Pa. Sir, hee is within and :

: I would I cpuld doe a

Anne Page, which is daughter to Mafter Thomas Page, good office be tweene you.
which is pretty virginity. Euan. It is fpokc as a Chriftians ought to fpeake.
Slen. tJMiflrit Anne Page fflic has browns haire, and Shal. He hath wrong’d me (Mafter Page.)
'
fpeakes fmall like a woman. .
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M.Pa. Sir, he doth in fome fort confc Te it.

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Shal. If it beconfefled,itis notredreffed j is not that Slen. I, you (pake in Latten then to: but ’tis no mat-
fo he hath wrong’d me, indeed he hath, at a ter ; lie ncre be drunk whilft 1 liuc againe,but in honeft,
word he hath : beleeue me, "Robert Shallow Efquirc, faith ciuill, godly company for this tricke ; if 1 be drunke lie
,
he wronged.
is be drunke with thofe that haue the fcare of God,and not
Ma.Pa. Here comes Sir Iohn. with drunken knaues.
Fal. Now, Matter Shallow, you’ll complaine of me to Euan. So got-udge me, that isr a vertuons minde.
the King ? Fal. You hcarc all thefe matters deni’d, Gentlemen
Shal. Knight, you haue beaten my men, kill’d my ( j
youheareit.
deere, and broke open my Lodge. j
M'.Pagc. Nay daughter, carry the wine in, wee’ll
Fal. But not kilVd your Keepers daughter ? drinke within.
Shal. Tut, a pint this fhall be anfwer’d. Slen. Oh heauen This is MiftrcfTe Anne Page.
M
:

Fal. I will anl'vvcre it ftrait, l haue done all this x

.Page Hownow Miftris.FW?
That is now anfwer’d. Fal. Mtftris Ford, by my troth you are very wd met
Shal. The Councell fhall know this. by your leaue good Miftris.
’Twcre better foryou lfit were known in coun-
Fal. 1W,Pagt Wifc,bid thefe gentlemen welcome: come,
cell :
be laugh’d at.
you’ll we haue a hot Vcnifon patty to dinner ; Come gcntle-
Eft. Paueavcrba\ (Sir Iohn) good worts. men, I hope we fhall drinke downeall vnkindnefic.
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Fal. Good worts ? good Cabidge ; Slender , I broke Slen. I had rather then forty {hillings I had my booke
your head what matter haue you again!! me/
: of Songs and Sonnets heerc : How now Simple , where
Slen. Marry fir, haue matter in my head againft you,
1 haue you becnc ? I mutt wait on my lelfc , mutt I ? you
and againft your cony -catching Rafcalls, 'Bardo/fJ Nym , haue not the booke of Riddles about you, haue you f
and Fiji oil. Sim. Booke of Riddles ? why did you not lend it to
Bar. You Banbcry Chcefe. Alice Short-cake vpon Aihallowmas laft a fortnight a-
,

Slen. I, it is no matter. fore Michaelmas.

Pift. How now, Mephoftophihu ? Shal. Come Coz,come Coz,we flay for you: a word
Slen. I, it is no matter. with you Coz: marry this, C oz there is as ’twere a ten- :

Nym. Slice, I fay paucapauca: Slice, that’s my humor. der,* kinde cf tender, made a farre-offby Sir Hugh here : ’

Where’s Simple mv man ? can you tell. Cofen ?

Slen. doe you vnderftand me ?
Ena. Peace, I pray you : now let vs vndcrftand: there you fhall finde me reafonablej if it be fo,
Slen. I Sir,
is three Vmpires m this matter, 3s I vnderftand ; that is I fhall doe that that is rcalon.
Matter Page (fidelicet Maftcr Page ) & there is my felfe,,
Shal. Nay, but vnderftand me.
(fidelicet my felfe) and the three party is ( laftly , and fi- Slen. So I doe Sir.
nally)mine Hoft oftheGater. Euan. Giue e ue to his motions ; (M T Slender) I will .

Ma Pa. W between them.

c three to hear it,& end it defeription the matter to you, if you be capacity of it.
Euan. Ferry goo’t , I will make a priefe of it in my Slen. Nay, I willdoeasmy Cozen shallow faies : I
note-booke,and we wil afterwards orkc vpon the caufe, pray you pardon me, he’s a Iufticc of Peace in his Coun-
with as great difcreetly as we can. tric, fimple though I ftand here.
Fal. PtJloH. Euan. But that is not the queftion ; the queflion is
Pift. He heares with earcs. concerning your marriage.
Euan. The Teuill and his Tam : what phrafe is this? Shal. I, there’s the point Sir.
he heares with care ? why, it is aftcflations. Eu. Marry is it : the very point of it, to Mi. An Page.
Fal. Ptftoll, did you pieke M. Slenders purfe ? Slen. Why if it be fo $ I will marry her vpon any rea-
Slen. I,thefe gloues did hee, or I would I might
by fonable demands.
neucr come mine ownc great chamber agair^e elfe , of
in Eu. But can you affeiftion the ’o-man,let vs command
feauen groates in mill-fixpences , and two Edward Sho- to know that of your mouth, or of your lips : for diuers
uelboords, that coft me two fhilling and two pence a Philofophers hold,that the lips is parcell of the mouth:
peece of TeadMiller by thefc gloues. therfore precifely,ca you carry your good wil to j maid?
Fal. Is this true, Pift oil} Sh. Cofcn Abraham Slender,can you loue her ?
£*/W.No, it is falfe, if it is a picke-purfe. Slen. I hope fir, I will do as it fhall become one that
Pift. Ha,thoumountaine Forreyner : Sir
Iohn, and would doe reafon.
Matter mine, I combat challenge of this Latine Bilboe £u. Nay,got’s Lords,andhis Ladies.you muftfpeake
word of deniall in thy labras here; word ofdenial; froth, pofTitable,if you can carry-heryour defires towards her.
and feum thou lieft. That you mutt:
Shal.
Slen. By thefe gloues, then ’twas he. Will you, (vpon good dowry) marry her ?
Nym. Be auis’d fir, and patte good humours : I will Slen. I will doe a greater thing then that, vpon your

fay marry trap with you, if you runne the nut-hooks hu- requeft (Cofen) in any reafon.
mor on ine, that is the very note of it. Shal. Nay conceiue me, conceiue mee, ( fwcet Coz):
Slen. By this hat, then he in the red face had it : for what I doc isto pleafupc you (Coz:) can you loue the
9
though cannot remember what I did when you
I made maid?
me drunke,yet I am not altogether an afle. Slen. I will marry her (.Sir) at your requeft ; but if

Fal.What fay you Scarlet ,and lohri ? there bee no great loue in the beginning , yet Heauen
Bar. Why fir, (for my part) fay the Gentleman had I may dccrcafe it vpon better acquaintance , when wee
drunke himfdfe out of his fiue leniences. are married, and haue more occafion to know one ano-

hu. It is his fiue fences.: fie, what the ignorance i*. ther : I hope vpon familiarity will grow more content:

B*r. And being fap, fir, was(as they fay) cafhecrd :and but if you fay mary-her, I will mary-her, that I am freely
focondufions paftthe Car-eires. difTolued,and diffolutely.
Eu. It
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Eh. Itisaferydifcetion-anfwerc; faue the fall is in Eu. Nay, it is petter yet giue her this letter for it is ••
;

: the ort is (according to

thc’ord.diffolutely our mea- a’oman that altogeathers acquaintacc with Miftris Anne
Page j and the Letter is to defirc, and require her to foli-
ning) refolutely : his meaning i* good.
cite your Matters defires, to Miftris AmePage: I pray
Sb. 1 tlthinkemy Cofen meant well.
SI. I, or elfe I would 1 might be-hang’d (la.) you be gon : I will make an end of my dinner ;thcr’s Pip-
Sh. Here, comes faire Miftris Anne; wouldJI Were pins and Chcefc to come. Exeunt.
yong for your fake, Miftris Anne.
An The dinner is on the T able, my Father defires
your worfhips company.
Scena Tertia.
Sb. I will wait on him, (faire Miftris Anne.) I

Eh. Od’s pleffcd-wil:I wil notbeableceat thegrace.

An. Wil’t pleafe your worfhip to come in, Sir ?
SI. No, I thank you forfooth,hartcly;I am very well. Enter Falftajfe, Hoft, Bardolfe,Nym,P ftoH, Page.
An. The dinner attends you, Sir. Fal. Mine Hoft of the Garter c*
SI. Iamnota-hungry, Ithankeyou,forfoothr goe, i He. What faiesmy Bully Rookc ? fpeake fchollerly,
Sirha,for all you are my man, goe wait vpon my Cofen and wifely.
j

SA<*lW.-aIufticeofpeacefometirne may be beholding j

Fal. Trudy mine Boft I muft curne away fome of my
to hisfriend,foraMan; I kcepc but three Men, and a followers.
Boy yet, till my Mother be dead : but what though, yet i Ho. Difcard, (bully HercHles)ca{hccrc;\et them wag;
I liue like a poorc Gentleman borne. cror,trot.
An. I may not goe in without your worfhip : they Fal. I fir. at ten pounds a week e.

will not fit till you come. He. Thou’rt an Emperor (Cefar, Keifer and Pheaz.ar')
SI. I’faith,ile cate nothing: I thanke you as much as 1 will entertainc liardolfe he fhall drawjhe fhall capjfaid ;
j

though l did. I well (bully Hettor ? )

An. IprayyouSirwalkein. Fa. Doe fo (good mine Hoft.
had rather walke here (I thanke you) I bruiz'd
SI. I He. I haue fpokeilet him followftet me fee thee froth,
my fhinth’other day, with playing at Sword and Dag- and liue.- 1 am at a word .-follow.
ger with a Matter of Fence (three veneys for a difh of Fal. Bardolfe, follow him a Tapfter is a good trade .-

ftew’d Prunc$)and by my troth, I cannot abide the fmell an old Cloake, makes a new Ierkin a wither’d Seruing- :

ofhotmeate fince. Why doe your dogs barkefo? be man, a freflr Tapfter goe, adew. :
r
there Beares ith’ Towne ? Ba. It is a life that I haue defir’d : I will thriue.
^in. I thinke there are,Sir, heard them talk’d of.
I Pft. O bafe hungarian wight.-wilt ^ the fpigot wield.
Si. I loue the fport well, but I fhallas foone quarre’l Nitfc was gotten in drink.-is not the humor coccited?
at it, as any m3n in England, you:
are afraid if you fee the Fal. I anj glad I am fo acquit of this Tinderbox : his
Beare loofe,arc you not ? Thefts were too open his filching was like an vnskilfull.-

An. 1 indeede Sir. Singer, he kept not time.

SI. That’s meate and drinke to me now: I haue fsene Ni. The good humor is to ftcale at a minutes reft.
loofe,twenty times, and haue taken him by the Pft. Conuay : the wife it call : Steale? foh : a fico for
Chaine but (1 warrant you) the women haue fo cridc
: the phrafe.
and fhrekt at it,that it part : But women indeede, cannot Fal. Well firs, I am almoft out at hceles.
abide’em , they are very ill-fauour’d rough things. Tift. Why then let Kibes enfue.
,
.A/4.J4.Comc,gcntleM.5/e»4«-,comc; wc flay for you. Fal There
. is no remedy.-I muft conicatch,! muft fhift,
He eate nothing, I thanke you Sir.
SI. Pift. Yong Raucns muft haue foode.
Ma Pa. By cockcand pic, you fhall not choofe,Sir Fal. Which of you know Ford of chi-s Towne?
, come, come. Ptft. I ken the wight : he is of fubftance good.
SI. Nay, pray you lead the way. Fal. My honeft Lads, I will tell you what am about. I

Ma.Pa. Come on, Sir. Pift. Two yards, and more.

SI. Miftris Anne your felfc fhall goe firft. Fal. No quips now Piftotl (Indeede I am in the waftc :

An. Not I Sir, pray you keepe on. two yards about : but I am now about no wafte.- 1 am a-
SI. Trudy I will not goe firft: truely-la 2 1 will not bout thrift) briefely I doc meane to make loue to Fords
:

doeyouthat wrong. wife : I fpie entertainment in her

: fhee difeourfes : fhee
An. I pray you Sir. carues fhe giues the lcere of inuitation 1 can conftrue
.- .-

SI. lie rather be vnmannerly,thentfoublefome: you the a£Hon of her familier ftile,& the hardeft voice of her
doc your fclfe wrong indeede-la. Exeunt, bebauior(to b<* ^elifh’d rightly)i tftamSirlobn Falftafs.
Pift. He h. ch trudied her willjand tranflated her will
out ofhoncity,into Englifh.
Ni. The Anchor is deepc will that humor pafic ? :

Scena Sccunda. Fal. No w,the report goes, fhc has all the rule of her
husbands Purlc : he hath a legend of Angels.
Pift. As many diuels entertainer and to,her Boy fay I.
Enter Euan:, and Simple. A7.The humor rife* :it is goodjhumor me the angels.
Eh. Goyour waies,and askc ofDoftor CaisahouCe, Fal. I haue writ me here a letter to her & here ano- :

which is the way ; and there d wels one Miftris Quickly ther to Pages wife, whoeuennow gauc mce good eyes
which is in the manner of his Nurfe;or his dry-Nurfe;or toojexamind my parts with moft judicious illiads:fome-
his Cooke; or his Laundry ; his Waftier,and his Ringer, times the beame® of her view, guilded my footc : fomc-
Si. Well Sir. times my portly belly.
Dj pft.
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Ptfi.
Ni. I
Then did the Sun on dung.hill (bine.
thanke thee for that humour.
7 he Merry 1Vines ofWtndfor.
Si.

flu.
1 ; for fault of a better.
And Matter Slender's your Matter ?
3
Fal. O
Are did fo courfe o’rc my exteriors with fuch Si. Iforfooth.

a greedy intention, that the appetite of her eye, did feeme SL*. Do’s he not weare a great round Beard, like a
to fcorch me vp like a burning-glafle : here’s another Glouers pairing-knife ?
letter She beares the Purfe too . She is a Region
to her :
Si, No forfooth : he hath but a little wee>face
j with
in Guiana gold, and bountie : I will be Cheaters to
: all a little yellow Beard : a Caine colourd Beard.
them both , and they (hall be Exchequers to mee : they Qj*t A foftly-fprightedman,ishe not?
fhaji bemyEaftand Weft Indies, and I will trade to Si. I forfooth
: but he is as tall a man of his
hands,as
them both : Goe.beare thou this Letter to Miftris Page; any is betweenc this and his head : ha hath fought with
and thou this to Miftris Ford we will thriue (Lads) we a Warrcner.

will thriue.
Oh. How fay y6u : oh, I fliould remember him : do’s
Ptfi. Shall I Sir Pandanss of Troy
become. he not hold vp his hcad(as it were?)and ftrut in his gate?
And by my fide weare Steele? then Lucifer take all. Si. Yes indeede do’s he.

Ni. I will run no bafe humor : here take the huinor- ,0}*:, W ell,heauen fend Anne Page, no worfe fortune:
Letter will keepc the hauior ofreputation. Tell Matter Parfon Euans,\ will doe what I can for your
Fal.
;
1

Hold Sirha,bcare you thefe Letters tightly, Matter : Anne is

Out
a good girle, and I wifti —
Sailc like my Pinnafle to thefe golden (bores. Ru. alas; here comes my Matter.
Rogues,hence,auaunt,vamfh lik*- haile-ftcmes goe. ;
jQu_. W e (ball all be (bent : Run in here,good young
Trudge; plod away'ith’ hootc feeke (belter, packer : man goe into this Clotter he will not ftay long ; what
: :

Ionn Rugby what lohn I fay f goe John, goe en-

lohn
Falfiaffe will learne the honor of
the age ?

French-thrift, you Rogues, my lelfe, and skirted Page.

quire fo- my Matter, I doubt he be not well, that bee
gripe thy guts: for gourd, and comes not home (and downe ,downs, adorvKe a.&c.
P»fl. Let Vultures :

Fullam holds:& high and low beguiles the tich& poore, fa- Vat is you fing ? I doe not like dcs-toyes : pray
Tefter ile haue in pouch when thou fhalt lacke,
you goe and vetch me in my Cloflet,vnbcytcene verd;
a Box, grcc.ie-a-Bcx; do intend vat I fpeake?a grecnc-
Bafe 'Phrygian Turkc. a
a-Box.
Ni . 1 haue opperati'ons,
Which be humors of reuenge. flu. I forfooth ile fetch it you :
reuenge? I am glad hee went not in himfelfe: if he had found the
Pifi. Wilt thou
Ni. By Welkin,and her Star.
yong man lie would haue bin home-mad.
With wit, or Steele i Ca. Fe fe fe,fe,maifoy,il fait for ebando,Ie man voi ale
Psfi.
Court la grand
Ni. With both the humors, I : affaires.

humour of this Loue to For i £«. Is it this Sir?

I will dilcufle the
. J

Tift. And I to Page iball eke vnfold C 4 Ouy mette le an mon poc\et,de pecch quickly ;

How Falfiaffe (varlet vile) Vere is AziVnaue Rugby}

His Doue will proue; his gold will hold.
Qu. W
h at lohn Ruoby lohn i ,

Ru. Here Sir.

And his foft couch defile.
Ca. You are lohn Rugby, aadyouarc lacke Rugby
Ni. My humour (hall not coole : I will inccnfe Ford :

to deale with poyfon : I will pofleffe him with yallow-

Come, take-a-yourRapicr, and come after my heelcto
nefle, for the reuolt of mine is dangerous: that is my the Court.

humour. Ru. ’Tis ready Sir, here in thePorch.

true
Pijh Thou art the rJMars of Malcontents
I fecond Ca. By my trot : I tarry too long : od’s-me que ay ie
:

Exeunt. oublie : dere is fome Simples in my Cloflct, dat I till not

thee : troope on.
for the varld I (ball lcaue behinde.
J Qu- Ay-me, he’ll findc the yong man there,8c be mad.
Ca. O Triable ,Diable vat is in my Clofiec ?
Scoena Quarta.
V illanic,La-roone Rugby, my Rapier.
:

fly*. Good Matter be content.

Ca. Wherefore (ball I be content-a?
fits. The yong man is an honeft man.
Enter Mtfiris Quickly, Simple, lohn Rugby ,T) old or. Ca. What (ball dc honeft roan do in myClofletidere
Cams, Fenton. isno honeft man dat (hall come in my Cloflct.
Ou. What, lohn Rugby, I pray thee goe to the Cafe- fits. I befeech you be not fo flegmaticke : heare the
ment, and fee if you can fee my Matter, Matter Do&er truth of it. He came of an errand to mce, from Parfon
Gains comming if he doe (I’faith) and findc any body
: Hugh.
in the houfe here will be an old abufing of Gods pati— Ca. Veil.
;

ence,and the Kings Englifti. Si. I forfooth : to defirc her to —

Ru. lie goe watch, flu. Peace,I pray you.
J2u. Goe,and we’ll haue a poflet for’t foone at night, Ca. Pcace-a-your congue : fpeake-a-your Tale.
(in faith) at the latter end of a Sea-colc-fire : An honeft, Si. Todefircthis honeft Gentlewoman(your Maid)
willing, kinde’fellow, as cuer feruant (ball come in houfe to fpeake a good word to Miftris Anne Pagefox my Ma-
withall warrant you, no tel-tale, nor no breeder
: and I tter in the way of Marriage.
is, that he is giuen to prayer ; hce is
bate : his wortt fault Qu. This is all indeede-la: but ile nerepuc my finger
fomethingpeeuifh that way : but no body but has his in the fire, and neede not.
fault : but let that paffc. Peter Simple, yon fay your Ca. Sir Hugh fend-a you ? Rugby, ballow mce fome
name is ? paper : tarry you alittcll-a-while.
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Qui. I am glad he is To quiet : if he had bin through- I am in great hafte now.
Fen. Well, fare-well,
moued,you fhould haue heard him fo loud, and fo me-
ly Fare-well to your Worfliip : truely an honeft
lancholly but notwithftanding man,Iledoeyoe your
: Gentleman : but Anne loues hiitn not : for I know i/tns
Matter what good I can: and the very yea,& the no is,^ mindc as well as another do’s : out vpon’t what haue I :

French Dodlor my Matter, (I may call him my Matter, forgot. Exttt

lookc you, for Ikeepe his houfe and I wafh,ring, brew, ;

bake, fcowre,dreffc meat and drinke, make the beds,and

doe all my felfe.)
come vnder one bodies
hand.
Simp, ’Tis a great charge to
AHus Secundus , Scocna Trim a.
Qui. Are you a-uis’d o’that? you fhall findc it a great
charge : and to be vp early, and down late: but notwith-
ftanding, (to tell you in your eare, I wold haue no words Enter At jins i ¥o:6 y Afajler Page, AJafier
of it )
my Matter himfelfc is in lone with Mittris Anne Ford, PiftolljNim, Quickly, Hott, Shallow.
Page: but notwithftanding that I know Ans mind, that’s
neither heere nor there. Altfi.page. What, haue fcap’d Louc-lerters in the
faint. You, lack 'Nape : giue-’a this Letter to Sir holly. day-time of my beauty, and am I now a fubicift
Hugh, by gar it is a fhallenge I, will cut his troat in de
:
for them ? let me fee ?

Parke, and 1 Will teach a feuruy lack-a-napcPrieft to

meddle, or make you may be gon it is not good :
Ashe me ko reafon why I loneyou, for though Lout vfe Red-
you tarry here by gar I will cut all histwo ftones
: by : fonfor his precifian, bee admits him not for his ( ounfailour
gar, he (hall not haue a ftone to throw at his dogge. you are not yong, no more am I: goe to then, there's Jimpathie :

Qui. Alas he fpeakes but for his triend.

:
yon are merry, jo am / : ha, ha, then there's more jimpathie
Cains. It is no mattet’a ver dat do net you tcll-a-me :
you loue facke, and fodo I : would you dejire better jimpathie ?
dat I ttiall haue Anne Page for my ielfe ? by gar I v ill ,
Let it fujfice thee ( <JMijlrps Page )at the leajl if the Louecf
kill delack-Priett and I haue appointed mine Hoftof
:
S ouldter can fujfice, that 1 loue thee : I will not jay pitty mee
delarteertomeafurc our weapon: by gar, I vvil my telte tis not a Souldier-ltke phrafe ;
hut / fay , loue me
haue Arne Page. Tiy me, thine oivne true Knight, by day or night :

Qui. Sir, the maid loues you , and all fhall bee well; Or any jjnde oflight, with ad bts might
We mutt giue folkes leaue to prace what the good-ier. :
For thee to fight. John Fa/fiaffe.
Cains. Rugby, come to the Court with me by gar, if :

I haue not Anne Page, I fhall turtle your head out of my What a Herod of Iurie\% this PO wicked,wicked world
dore : follow my heeles,A’«^y. One that is well-nye worne to peeces with age
Qui. You haue ,^«-fooles head of yourowne:
fliall T o fhow himfelfe a yong Gallant i What an vnwaied
No, I know Ans mind for that : neuer a woman in Wind- Behauiour hath this Flemifli drunkard pickc
( with
fsr knowes more of Ansvnw.&c then I doe, nor can doe The Dcuills name) out of my conuerfation,that he dares
more then I doe with her, I thanke heauen. In thismanner aflay me ? why, hee hath nqt beenc thrice
Fenton. Who’s with in there, hoa ? In my Company what fhould I fay to him ? I was then
:

Come Frugall of my mirth:

Qui. Who’s there, Itroa? nccre the houfe I ( heauen forgiue mee ) why He :

pray you. Exhibit a Bill in the Parliament for the putting downe
Fen. How now(good vvoman)how dott thou i of men : how fhall I be reueng’d on him ? for reueng’d I
Qui. The better that it picafcs your good Worfliip will be ? as lure as his guts are madeof puddings.

to aske? AJif Ford. Mifiris Page, truft me, I was going to your
What newes? how do's pretty Mittris Annei
Fen. houfe.
Qui. In cruth Sir, andftiee is pretty, and honeft, and Afif Page. And truft me, I was comming to you: you
gentle, and one that is your friend, I can tell you that by looke very ill.
the way, I praife heauen for it. AJif Ford. Nay, lie nere bcleeee that ;
I haue to fhew
Fen. Shall I doe any good thinkft thou ? fliall I not to the contrary.
loofemy fuit? LMif.Page. ’Faith but you doe in my minde.
Qui. Troth Sir, all is in his hands aboue: butnot- TMtf.Ford. Well I doe then yet I fay , I could fliew
:
;

withftanding ( Matter Fenton ) lie be fwovne on a bookc you to the contrary : O

Mittris Page giue mee fome
fliec loues you : haue not your Worfliip a wart aboue counfaile,
your_eye ? Adif.Fage. What’s the matter, woman?
Yes marry haue I, what of that ?
Fen. Ttfi.Ford. O woman.*
if it were not for one trifling re-
j

Qui. We), thereby hangf atale:goodfaith,itisfuch fpe£f, I could come to fuch honour.
another Nan ; (but(Ideteft) an honeft maid as euer THi.Page. Hang the trifle (woman) take the honour
broke bread wee had an howrestalke of that wart ; I
: what is it i difpence with trifles : what is it ?
fliall neuer laugh but in that maids company : but (in- Afi.Ford. Ifl would but goe to hell for an eternal! ,

deed ) fhee is giuen too much to Allicholy and mufing : moment,or fo I could be knighted.
:

but for you —— well goe too ——1

(JMi.Page. What thou lieft ? S ir ltee Ford ? thefe A

Fen. Well I dial! fee her to day hold, there’s mo-
‘ : Knights will hacke.and fo thou fhouldft not alter the ar-
ney for thee : Let mec haue thy voice in my bchalfe : if ticle of thy Gentry.
thou feeft her before me, commend me,- - t^Mi.Ford. Wee burnc day-light : heere , read, read :
Qui. Willi? I faith that wee will : And I will tell perceiue how I might bee knighted, I fhall thinkc the
your Worfliip more of the Wart,thc next time we haue worfc of fat men , as long as I haue an eye to make diffe-
confidence, and of other wooers. rence of mens liking : and yet hee would notfweare ;
praife
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womensmodefty:andgauefuchorderlyandwcl- Nim. And this is true : I like not the humor ©flying;
lcdreproofe to alvncomelineffe, that I would haue hee hath wronged mce in fome humors : I {hould hauc
-orne his difpofition would hauc gone to the truth of borne the humour’d Letter to her : but I hauc a fword
words: but they doe no more adhere and keep place and it fhall bite vpon my neccflitic: he loucs your wife;
> chcr.then the hundred Pfalms to the tune ofGreen-
t, There’s the fhort and the long: name is Corporal! My
ilecues : Whattempeft (I troa) threw this Whale, (with Nim : 1 fpcak, and I auouch ; ’tis true : my name is Nim:
. •
many Tuns ofoyle in his belly) a’fhoare atWindfor? mdFalftafe louesyour wife: adieu, I loue not the hu-
,
How fhall I beereuenged on him ? I thinke the beft way mour of bread and chcefe adieu. :

} were to entertaine him with hope, till the wicked fire Page. The humour of it (quoth’a
?) hecre’s a fellow
of lu <1 hauc melted hint in his owne greace Did you e- : frights Englifb cut ofhii wits.
tier heare the like? Ford. 1 will fecke out Falftaffe.
I

AdifPage. Letter for letter ; but that the name of Page. Ineaerhcardfuchadrawling-affefting
rogue.
-page and Ford differs to thy great comfort in this my-
! : Fori. If I doe findc it : well.
ltery of til opinions, heere’s the twyn-brother ofthyLet- Page. I will not bcleeue fuch a Carman though
j , the
j ter : but let thine inherit firft, fori proteft mine ncuer Prieft o’th’Townc commended him for a true man.
hall I warrant he hath a thoufand of thefe Letters, writ
: Ford. ’Twas a good fcnfiblc fellow : well.
Page. How now dfeg ?
’

mefe are ofthe fecotid edition: hce will print them out M ft. Page. Whether goe you (Gesrje?) harkc you.
1 of doubt : for he cares not what hee pucs into the prefl'e, Mtf Ford. How now(lwcct Fr art thou me-
| when he would put vs two I had rather be a Giantefie, : lancholy ?
*
and lye vnder Mount Pelion: Well ; I will findyou twen- Ford. I melancholy ? I am not melancholy :
•jehiciuions Turtles eteoncchafteman. Get you home goe. :

|
Mif.Ford. Why this is the very fame : the very hand: Mif.Ford. Faith,thou haft fome crochets in thy head.
the very vrords what doth he thinke of vs ?
: Now: will you goe, Mftris Page}
MifPage. Nay 1 know not: itmakcsmealmoftrea- Mif.Page. Haue with you : you’ll come to dinner
die to wrangle with mine owne hotiefty He entertaine : Cjeorge ? l.ooke who comes yonder : fhcc fliall bee our

my felfe like one that I am not acquainted withall : for Mcfiengcr to this paltrie Knight.
furc vnlefle hee know fome ftraine in mee that I know ,
OlfifFord. Truftme,I thought on her : fhce’ll fit it.
j
not my felfe, hee would ncuer haue boorded me in this Mif. Page. You are come to fee my daughter Anne ?
! furie. Qui. Iforfooth : and I pray how do’s good Miftrcffc
Mt Ford. Boording.callyouic ? He bee fure to kcepe Anne}
him aboue decke. Mif.Page. Go in with vs and fee: we haue an heures
cJlii.Page. So will I if hce come vnder my hatches : talke with you.

j
He neuer to Sea againe Let’s bee reueng’d on him let’s
: : Page. How now Mafter Ford ?
appoint him a meeting giue him a fhovv of comfort in
: For. You heard what this knaue told me, did you not?
his Suit,andleadhimon with a fine baited delay, till hce Page. Y es,and you heard what the other told me ?
j

hath pawn’d his horfes to mine Hoft of the Garter, Ford. Doc you thinke there is truth in them ?
1

Mi.Ford. Nay, I wil content to a£V my villany againft 'Pag. Hang ’em flaues I doc not thinke the Knight
:
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him, that may not fully the charineffe of out honefty oh : would Buc thefe that accufe him in his intent
offer it :

hat my husband faw this Letter it would giue eternall : towards our wiues, arc a yoake of his difearded men: ve-
w d to his icaloufie. ry rogues, now they be out of feruicc.
.iltfPage. Why look where he comes; and my good Ford. Were they his men?
man too :from iealoufie, as I am from gi-
hee’s as farre Page Marry were they.
uinghim caule, and that (I hope) is an vnmeafurabledi- I like it neuer the beter for that
Ford.
ftanee. Do’s he lye at the Garter ?
Mif.Ford. You are the happier woman. Page. I marry do’s he : if hee fhould intend this voy-
Mif.Page. Let’s confult together againft this greafie age toward my wife , I would curne her loofe to him
Knight : Come hither. and what hee gets more of her, then lharpe words, let it
Ford. Well : I hope, it be not fo. lye on my head.

Tift. Hope is a curtall-dog in forac affaires Ford. Idoenotmifdoubtmy wife : but I would bee

Sit John affedifs thy wife. loath to turne them together : a man may be too confi-
Ford. Why fir, my wife is not young. dent I would haue nothing lye on my head : I cannot
:

Pft. He wooes both high and low,both rich & poor, be thus fatisfied.

both yong and old, one with another (Ford he loucs the Page. Looke where my ranting-Hoft of the Garter
Gally-mawfry (Ford) perpend. comes : there is ey ther liqudt in his pate, or mony in his
Ford. Louc my wife ? purfe ,
when hee lookes fo merrily : How now mine
Pft. With liuer, burning hot ,-preucnt Hoft?
Or goe thou like Sir ACleon he, with Hoft. How now Bully-Rooke ; thou’rt a Gentleman
Ring-wood at thy hedes 0,odious is the name. : Caueleiro Iuftice, I fay.
Ford. What name Sir ? Sbal. I follow, (mine Hoft) I follow : Good-eucn
Pft. The home I fay Farewell :
M
and twenty (good after Page,) Mafterftgf,wil you go
Take heed, haue open eye, for theeues doe foot by night. with vs ? we naue fport in hand.
Take heed, ere fommer comes, or Cuckoo-birds do fing. . Heft. Tell him Caucleiro-Iuftice : tell him Bully-
A way fir Corp prall Nim Rookc.
Be^tuc it (Page) he fpeakes fence. Shall. Sir, there is a fray to be fought , betweenc Sir
ford. 1 will be patient : I will find out this. Hugh the Welch Prieft,and Caine the French Doftor.
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Good mine Hoft o’th’Garter: a word with you. the left hand, and hiding mine honor in my neceflicy,am
Ford .

' What faift thou, my Bully-Rookc ' fainc to fhufflle : to hedge, and to lurch, andyec, you
//#/.
Sbal. Will you goe with vs to behold it ? My
merry Rogue, will en-fconce your raggs ;
your Cat-a-Moun-
tainc-lookeS, your red-lattice phrafes, and your bold-
Hott hath had die meafuring of their weapons ; and (,|
tor ( be- beating.oathcs, vndcr the fheltcr of your honor i you
thinkc) hath appointed them contrary places :
the Parfon no letter : harke, I will will not doc it? you?
leeue mee ) 1 heare is

you what our fport fhall be. Pift. I doe relent: what would thou more of man?
tell
Bye bin. Sir, here’s a woman would fpeake with you.
Heft. Haft thou no fuit ayainft my KnightAny gueft-
Fal. Let her approach.
Caualeire ?
None, I protett but lie giue you apottleot j^«/.Giue your worfhip good morrow.
Sbal. :

Fal. Good-morrow, good-wife.

burn’d facke , to giue me recourfe to him , and tell him
Qui. Not fo and’c pleafe your worfhip.
my name isBroome: onely for aicft.
My hand, (Bully thou ftialt haue egrefle and
Hoft. ; )
Fal. Good maid then.
well?) and thy name (hall be 'Broome. It Qui. llcbelwornc.
regreffe, (faid I
is a merry Knight will you goe An-hcires ?
:
As my mother was the fir ft houre I was borne.
Haue with you mine Hoft. Fal. I doe belceue the fwearer ; what with me ?
Sbal.
Page. I haue heard the French-man hath good skill Qui. Shall I vouch-fafe your worfhip a word, or
in his Rapier.
two ?
Sbal. could haue told you more
Tut fir: I In thefe : Fal. Two thoufand (faire woman) and ilevouchfafe
timesyou ftand on diftance: your Pa(Tes,Scoccado s,and thee the hearing.

I know not what : ’cis the heart ( after Page)' us heere, M Qui. T here is one Miftrefie Ford, ( Sir) I pray come a
heere: Ihauefeene the time, with my long-1 word , I little nccrer this waics I my fclfe dwell with M.Dotfor
:
*tis

would haue made you fowrc tall fellowes skippclike Cat U4 :

Rattcs. Fal. Well, on Miftrcffe Ford, you

; fay,

Hoft. Heere boyes, heere, heere fhall we wag ? :

Osn. Your woifhip faiei very true : J pray your wor-
Page. Haue with you : 1 had rather heave them fcold, fhip come a little neerer this waies.

then fight. Fal. I warrant thee, no-bodic heares ; mine ownt

Ford. beafccurefoole, and ftands fo
Though people, mine owne people.

firmcly on his witaes frailty ; yet, I cannot put-off my o- Qui, Are they fo ? hcauen-blcfle them, and make
pinion fo eafily : fhe was in his company at Pages houfe them his Seruants.
and what they made there, I know not. Well, I wil looke Fal. Well ; MiftrefiefW, what of her ?

further into'c, and I haue a difguifc to found Faift affe) if £ai. Why, Sir ; fhcc’s a good-creature; Lord. Lord,
I finde her honeft, I loofe not my labor : iffhe be other- your Worfhip’s a wanton well heauen forgiue you : :

wife, ’tis labour well beftewed. Exeunt. and all of vs, I pray .

Fal. Mif refle Ford come, Miftrefie Aorcf.

:

JQui. Mary this is the fhort, and the long ofit : you
haue brought her into fuch a Canaries , as ’tis wonder-
full the beft Courtier of them all ( when the Court lay
:

Serna Secmda. at tVtndjor) could neucr haue brought her to fuch a Ca-
narie : yet there has bccne Knights, and Lords, and Gen-
tlemen, with their Coaches ;
I warrant yon Coach after
EwrcrFalftafFe, Piftoll, Robin, Quickly, Bardolffe, Coach.lettcr after fweet-
letter, gift after gift.fraelling fo

"Ford. ly ;
ali M uske, and fo
rufhhng, I warrant you, in filke
and golde, and in luch alligant termes, and, in fuch wine
Fal. I will not len^ thee a penny. and fugerof the beft , and thefaireft, thac would haue
Pft. Why then the world’s mineOyfter, which I, wonne any womans heart: and I warrant you,they could
with fword will open. neuer get an eye-winl>e of her I had my felfetwentie ;

Fal. Not a penny : I haue bcene content (Sir,) you Angeta giuen me this morning, but I defie all Angels(in
fliould lay my countenance topawne I haue grated vp- : any fuch fort, as they fay) but in the way of honefty : and
011 my good friends for three Repreeues for you , and I warrant you, they could neuer get her fo much as fippe
your Coach-fellow A7«;or elfc you had look’d through on a cup with the prowdeft of them all, and yet there has
the grate, likeaGeminy ofBabooncs : I am damn’d in beene Earles : nay, ( which is more ) Pentioners , but I
hell, ferfwearing to Gentlemen my friends ,
you were warrant you all is one with her.
good Souldiers, and tall-fellowes. And when Miftrefl'e Fal. But what faies fhee to mee ? be briefe my good
Briget loft the handle of her Fan, I took’t vpon mine-ho- fncc-Adircurie.
nour thou liadft it not. Qjsi. Marry, fhe hath receiu’d your Letter : for the
?//?. Didft not thou fhare ? hadft thou not fiftcene which fhe thankes you a thoufand times and fhe glues ;

pence? you to notifie, that her husband will be abfcncc from his
Fal Reafon,you roague,reafon thinkft thou lie en- : houfe,bctweene ten and eleuen.
danger my iou\e, gratis ? at a word, hang no more about Fal. Ten, and eleuen.
mcc , lam no gibbet for you goe, a fhort knife, and a :
Qui. I,forfoo(h and then you may come and fee the
:

throng, to your Matinor of Ptckt-batch goe, you’ll not pi£h»re (fhe fayes)that you wot of Mafter Ford her huf- :

beare a Letter for mee you roague ? you ftand vpon your bandwift be from home: alas, the fweet woman lcades
honor why, (thou vnconfinable bafcnefic) it is as much
: an ill life with him hee’s a very icaloufie-man; fhe leads
:

as I can doe to keepe the termes of my hononor precife a very frampold life with him, (good hart.) *

I, I, I my fclfe fometimes, Icauing the fcarc of heauen on Fal. T,cn, agd eleuen.
Woman
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46 Tbe Merry Jftues ofWindfor.

Woman, commend me to her, 1 will not fade her. better plight for a Lender, then you are : the which hath
'
Qui. Why> you fay well -.But 1 haue another meffen- fomething cmboldncd me to this vnfeafon’d intrufion
ger to your worfhip : Miftreffe Page hath her heartic for they fay, if money goe before , all waies doc lye
I
commendations to you to and let mee tel! you in your
: open.
earc^fbee’sasfartuousaciuill model! wife, and one (I Fal. Money is a good Souldicr (Sir ) and will on.
tell you ) that will not miffc you morning nor cucning Ford. Troth, and I haue a bag of money heere trou-
prayer, as any is in tpindfor, who ere bee the other : and bles me rifyou will hclpe to beare it (Sir /*/!>») take all,
fheebade me tell your worfhip, that her husband is fel- or halfe, for cafing me of the carriage.
domc from home, but fhc hopes there will come a time. Fal, Sir, I know not howl may deferue to bee your
I neucr knew a woman fodoate vpbnaman ; furelyl Porter.
;
thinke you haue charmes.la : yes in truth, Ford. I will tell you fir ,
if you will giue mee the hea-
Pal. Not I, I a(Ture thee; letting theattraiUonof my ring.

I
good parts afide, 1 haue no other charmes. Fal. Speake (good Mafter Broome) I fhall be glad to

Jflm. Blefiing on your heart foi’t. beyourSeroanc.

Fal, But I pray thee tell me this : has Fords wife, and Ford. Sir,I hcare you are a Schollcr (I will be briefe
:
Pages wife acquainted each other, how they loue me ? with you) and you haue been a man long knowne to me,
That were a ieft indeed they haue not fo little
: though I had neuCr fo good means as defire, to make my
grace I hope, that were a trickc indeed ButMiHris Page : fclfeacquainted with you. I fhall difeouer a thing to
would defire you to fend her your little Page oral loues: you, wherein I muft very much lay open mine ownc im-
her husband has amarucllousinfeciio to thelittlePage perfection : but (good Sir lobn) as you haue one eye vp-
and trucly Mafter Page is 3n honeft man : neuer a wife in i
on my follies, as you hcare them vnfoldcd,turne another
ff'W/irleades a better life then fhedo’s: doc what fliee !
into the Regifter of your ownc , that I may parte with a
will, lay what fhe will, take all, pay all, goc to bed when reproofe the carter, fith you your fclfe know how eafieic
fire lift, rife when fhe lift, all is as fhc will and truly fhc.
: is to be fuch an offender.
deferucs it j for if there be akinde woman m .tVixdfor.fae Fat. Very well Sir, proceed.
is one : vou muft fend her your Page,noi eraedie. Ford. There is a Gentlewoman in this Tovvnc, her
Fal. Why, I will. husbands name is Ford.
Ch*. Nay, bur doe lo then , and lookeyoiu,heemay Fal. Well Sir.
come and guc betweene you both and in any cafe haue : Ford. I haue long lou’d her, and I proteft to you, be*

a nay-word that you may know oneanothers minde

,
(lowed much on her: followed her with a doatingob-
and the Boy neucr neede to vnderftand any thiing ; for feroance : lngrofs’d opportunities to mcete her : fec’d e-
’tis not good that children flhould know 3ny wickednes uery flight occafiota that could but nigardly giue mee
olde folkes you know, haue diferetion, as they fay , and fight of her : not only bought many prefents to giue her,

know the world. but haue giuen largely to many, to know whatfhcc
Fal. Farethee.well, commend mee to th-cm both s would haue giuen : briefly , I haue purfu’d her, as Loue
rhere’s my purfe I am yet thy debter Boy, goe along
: hathpurfued mee, which hath beene on the wing of all
,

with this woman, newes diftra<fts me.

this occalions: but whatfoeuer I haue merited, either in my
one of Cupids Carriers, minde, or in my m«anes,mecde I am fure I haue tecciucd
Pift. ThlsPunckeis
Chp on more fades, purlue vp w ith your fights : none, vnlefle Experience be a Icwcll,thatlhauepurcha-
Giue fire fhe is my prize, or Ocean whclme them all.
:
icd at an infinite rate, and that hath taught mcc to fay

Fal. Saiftthou fo (old lacks) go thy waies He make : this,

more ofthy olde body then 1 haue done will they yet : “ Loue Itby afhadaw flies, when fubfiance Loue purflees,
looke afeer thee ? wilt thou after the expence of fomuch
“ P H yfiring that that flies, andflying what purflees.

money, be now a gainer ? good Body, I thankc thee lec :

them lay ’tis groflely done, fo it bee fairelydone, no Fal. Haue you rccciu’d no promife of fatisfa&ion at
her hands?
matter.
"rBar. Sir one Mafter Broome below would
there’s Ford. Neuer.

faine fpeake with you, and be acquainted with you ; and Fal. Haue you importun’d her to fuch a purpofe ?
your worfhip 3 mornings draught of Sackc. Ford. Neuer.
hath fent
Fal. Broome is his name/ Fal. Of what qualitie was your loue then ?
Ford. Like a fair houfe, built on another mans ground,
Bar. I Sir.
Fal. Call him in : fuch 'Broomes arc
welcome to mee fothat I haue loft my edifice , by miftaking the place,
Ford and Mi- where I erected it.
that ore’flowes fuch liquor: ah ha,Miftrcffe
ftrcfTe Page, haue 1 encompafs’dyou ?
goe to, via. Fal. To wha t purpofe haue you vnfolded this to me?
Ford. ’Blefle you fir.
For. When I haue told you that, I haue told you all :

with me/ - Some fay, that though fhc appeare honefttomee.yet in

fal. And you fir would you fpeake
:

toprefle, with fo little prepara- -other places fhee enlargeth her mirth fo farre, that there
Ford. I make bold,
tion vpon you.
is fhrewd conftruction made of her. Now (Sir lohn) here
the heart ofmy purpofe of ex-
you are a gentleman
Fal. Youh welcome, what’s your will ? giue vs leauc is :

cellentbreeding, admirable difeourfe, of great admit-

Drawer. ‘
,
tance, authentieke in your place and perfon, generally
Ford. Sir, lama Gentleman that haue fpenc much
allow’d for your many wardike, court-like, and learned
my name is Broome.
preparations.
Good Mafter Broome ,1 defire more acquaintance
Fal.
Fal. OSir.
of you.
Good Sir I fuc for yours : not to charge Ford. Beleeueit, for you know it : there is money',
Ford.
you vnderftand, I thinke rtyfclfe in fpend it , fpend it , fpend more j
fpend all I haue, onely
you, forlrouft let
giue
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Fbe Mtrty Wittes ofWindfor. 47

giuc me fo much of your time in enchange of it, as to lay uates, then fhee deuifes : and what they thinke in their

an amiable ficge to the honefty of this Fords wife : vie hearts they may effed j they will breake their hearts but
your Artofwooingjwinhertoconfenttoyou : if any they will effed. Heauen bee prais’d for my iealoufie
man may.you may as foone as any. eleuen o’clocke the howre, Iwillpreuentthis, deted
Fal. Would it apply well to the vehcmency of your my wife, bee reueng’d on Falfiafe, and laugh at Page. I
affedion that I fliould win what you would cnioy ? Me- willabout it, better three houres too foone then a my-
,

thinkes you prcfcribe to your felfe very prepofleroufly. nute too late fie, fie, fie : Cuckold, Cuckold, Cuckold.
:

Ford. 0,vnderftand my drift: flic dwells fofecurely Exti.

on the excellency of her honor, that the folly of my foule
dares not prefent it felfe fhee is too bright to be look’d
:

againfl.Now, could I come to her with any detection

in my hand my defires had inflancc and argument to
;
Sana Tertia.
commend themfelues ,
I could driuehcr then from the
ward of her purity, her reputation, her marriage-vow,
and a thoufand other her defences , which now arc too- Enter C atm, Rugby, Page, Shallow, Slender Hof.
j
,

too ftrongly embattaild again A me what fay you too’t. : Cains. lacke Tftgby.

Sir lohn ? Rug. Sir.

FaI. Mafler£mw<f, I will fir A make bold with your Cains. V at is the clockc, lath-
money : next, giue mec your hand and lafl,aslama
: Rug * ’T is pa A the howre(Sir)that Sir Hugh promis’d
gcntlcman.you fhall, ifyou will, cnioy For as wife. to meec.
Ford. O good Sir. Cat. By gar, he has fauc his foule,dar he is no-come:
Fal. you fhall.
I fay hee has pray his Pible well, dat he is no-come : by gar
Ford. Want no money (Sir lohn) you fhall want none. (iUckRugbj
) he is dead already, if he be come.
Fal. Want no 'Mtfireffe FcW(M a Aer Broome ) you fhall Rug. Hee is wife Sir : hee knew your worfliip would
want none: be with her (I
I fhall may tell you) by her kill him if he came.
owne appointment, euen as you came in to me , her afh- Cai. By gar, de herring is no dead, foaslvill kill
Aant,or goe-betweene, parted from me I fay I fhall be : him: take your Rapier, ( lacke I vill tell you how I vill
with herbetweenc ten and cleuen for at that cimc thfe : kill him.
iealious-rafcally-knaue her husband will be forth come : Rug. Alas fir, I cannot fence.
you tome at night, you fhall know how I fpecd. Cat. Villanie.takc your Rapier.
Ford. I am blefl in your acquaintance : do you know Rug. Forbeare:hecr’s company.
Ford Sir? Hof. ’Bleffethee,buliy-Dodor.
Fal. poore Cuckoldly knaue) I know
Hang him ( Shal. ’Saue you M r . Dodor Cains.
him not : yet I wrong him to cali him poore : They fay Page. Now good M r
. Dodor.
the iealous wittolly-knaue hath mafTes of money, for Slen. ’Giuc you good-morrow, fir.
the which his wife feemes to me well-fauourd : I will vfe Caitu. Vatbeall you one, two,tree,fowre, come for?
her as the key of the Cuckoldly-rogucs Coffer, & cher’s Hof. To fee thee fight,to fee thee foigne,to fee thee
my harueA-hcme. trauerfe, to fee thee heere, to fee thee there, to fee thee
Ford. I would you knew Ford, fir, that you might a- pafle thy pun do, thy flock, thy rcuerfe,thy diflance, thy
uoidhim,ifyou faw him. montantils he dead,my Ethiopian l Is he dead,my Fran-
Fal. Hang him, mechanicall-falt-buttcr rogue; I wil eifeo ? haBully? what faies my Efculafius ? my Galien} my
Aare him out ofhis wits awe-him with my cud-
: I will heart of Elder? ha is he dead bully-Stale? is he dead ?
gell :it fhall hang like a Meteor ore the Cuckolds horns: CaBy gar, he is de Coward-lack-Prie A ofdc vorld:
>-

MaAer 'Sroem*, thou {halt know, I will predominate o- he is not fhow his face.
uer the pezant, and thou fhalt lye with his wife. Come Hof. Thou art a Caflalion-king-Vrinall Hector of :

to me foone at night : Fork’s a knaue, and I will aggra- Greece (my Boy)
: thou (MaAer Broome
uate his Aile ) (hah
know him for Cai. I pray you beare witneffe , that me hauc ftay,
knaue, and Cuckold. Come to me foone at night. fixe or feuen, two tree howres for him, and hee is no-
Ford.What a damn’d Epicurian-Rafcall is this ? my come.
heart is ready to cracke with impatience who faies this : Shal. He is the wifer man (M.Dodo)rhe is a curer of
isimprouidentiealoufie firry wife hath fent to him , the foules,and you a curer of bodies: ifyou fhould fight, you
howre is fixt , the match is made : would any man hauc goe againfl the haireofyourprofellions: is it not true,
thought this ? fee the hell of hauing a fall e woman : my MaAer Page ?
bed (hall be abus’d, my Coffers ranfack’d, my reputati- Page. MaAer Shallow ;
you haue your felfe beene a
on gnawnc at, and I fhall not onely receiue this villanous great fighter, though now a man ofpeace.
wrong, but Aand vndcr the adoption of abhominable Shal. Body-kins M. Page, thoughInowbeold,and
termes,andby him that docs mee this wrong : Termcs, of the peace ; if I fee a i word out, my finger itches to
names : Amaimon founds well : Lucifer well Barbafm, : make one ; though wee are IuAices, and Dodors , and
well : yet they arc Diuels additions, the names of fiends: Church-men (M. Page) wee haue fome fait ofour youth
But Cuckold, Wittoll, Cuckold ? the Diuellhimfelfe in vs, wc arc the Tons of women (M.Page.)
hath not fuch a name. Page is an Affe, a fecurc A(fe hce ; Page. ’Tis true, r Shallow.
M .

will truA his wife , hce will not be iealous : I will rather Shal. It wil be found {o,(fA.Page\) M. Dodor Cains,
truA a Fleming with my butter , Parfon Hugh the WeIJh- I am come to fetch you home : I am fworn of the peace:
tnan with my Checfe,an Irifh~man with my Aqua-vitae- you haue (Row’d your felfe a wife Phyfician, and Sir
bottle, ora Theefe to walke my ambling gelding, then i7«£&hachfhownehimfelfca wife and patient Church-
my wife with her felfe. Then (he plots, then fhee rumi- man you muA goe with me, M.Dodor.
:

Hof. Par-
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48 The Merry lVina ofWindfor.

Hofi. Pardon, Gueft-Iuftice; aMounfeur
water. ' .
Mocke- Melodious birds fmg Madrigalls
bilon :
; when as Ifat in Pa-
and a tboujand vagrant Pofies. Tofk allow, &e.
—
Cai. Mock-vater ? vat is dat ? Sim. Y onder he is comming, this way, Sir Hugh.
Hofi. Mock-water, in ourEncfiifh tongue, is Valour Euan. Hcc s welcome : TofhaHoto Ritters to
, whofefals ;
(Bully.) Heauen profper the right : what weapons is he ?
CaL By gar, then I haue as much Mock-vater as de Sim. No
Englishman : fcuruy-lack-dog-Priefl by gar, meevill
- weapons. Sir: there comes my Matter, r .
Shallow, and another Gentleman
M
$ from Fronmore
:
, ouer
cut his earcs. the flile, this way.
Hofi. He will Clappcr-claw thee tightly(Bully.) - Euan. Pray you giuc mee my gownc, or elfe
keepc it
Cai. Clappct-de-claw ? vat is dat? in yourarmes.
is, he will make thee amends.
Hofi. That r How now Matter Parfon? good morrow good
Shal.
Cai. By-gar, me doe looke hee (hall dappcr-dc-chw Sir Hugh keepe a Gamefler from the dice, and a «ood
me, for by-gar, me vill haue it. Studientfrom his booke,anditii wondcrfull.
Hofi. And I will prouokehim to’t, or let him wag. Slen. Ah fweet Anne Page.
Cat. Me tanck you for dar. good Sir Hugh.
Page. ’Saue you,
Hofi. And moreouer, (Bully ) but firft, M'.Ghucft, Euan. you from his mercy-fake,a!l of you.
’Pleffe
and M. Page, & eeke Cnualeiro Slender, goc you through Shal. What ? the Sword,and the Word >
the Towne to Frogmort. Doe you ftudy them both,Mr.Parfon ?
Page. Sir Hugh is there, is he ? Page. And youthfullftill, in your doublet and hofe,
Hofi. He iswhat humor he is in and I will
there, fee : this raw-rumaticke day ?
bring theDoftor about by the Fields will it doc well ? : Euan. There is reafons,and caufcs for it.
Shal. Wewill doeit. Page. We
arc come to you, to doe a good office, r .

Mil. Adieu, good M.Doftor. Parfon.

Cai. By-gar, me vill kill dcPricfl, for he fpeakefora Euan. Fery-well : what is it ?

Iack-an-Ape to AxzeVage. Page. Yonder moftreuerend Gentleman ; who

is a
Hofi. Let him die: fhcaththy impatience throw cold :
( bc-like) hauing rcceiucd wrong by fome perfon , is at
water on thy Choller : goe about the fields with nice mod odds with his owne grauity and patiencc,that cuer
through Fraqmon , I will bririg thee where Mifiris Anne you faw.
Page is, at a Farm-houfe a Feafhng: and thou (halt vvooe Shal. I haue liued foure-fcore yecre* and vpward : I
he r : Cride-game, faid I well ? neuer heard a man of his place, grauity, and learning, fo
Cai. By-gar,meedanckeyou vordat by gar I loue : wide of his owne refpedt.
you and I (hall procure ’a you de good Gucil de Eai le,
: : Euan. What is he?
de Knight, de Lords, de Gentlemen, my patients. Page. I thinke you know him : r
. Do&or Caius the M *

Hofi. For the which, I will be thy aducrlary toward renowned French Phyfician.
Anne Page : faid I well ? Euan. Got’s-will.andhispaffionofmyheart : lhad
Cai . By-gar, ’tis good : veil faid. as lief you would tell me of a meffe ofporredge.

Hofi. Let vs wag then. Page. Why?

Cai. Come at my hecles,/rfff^«(^7* Euan. He has no more knowledge in Hibocrates and
Exeunt. Galen, and hee is a knauc befides a cowardly knaue , as
:

you would defires to be acquaiutcd withal!.

Page. I warrant you,hee’s the man fhould fight with
him.
JHus Tertius . Scocna Trima .
Slen. O fweet Anne Page.
Shal. It appeares fo by his weapons : keepc them a-
funder: here comes Doctor Cains.

Enter Euans, Simple, Page, Shallow, Slender, Pi oft, Caius,

Page. M
Nay good r Parfon, keepe in your weapon.
.

Rugby.
Shal. So doe you, good r Dodtor. M .

Hofi. Difarme them, and let them qucflion : let them

Ettans. I pray you now, good Matter Slenders feruing- keepe their limbs whole, and hack our Englifh.
man, and friend Simple by your name; which way haue Cai. I pray you let-a-mee fpeake a word with your
you look’d for Mailer Caius that calls himfelfc Doctor eare ; vherefore vill you not metc-a me ?

of Phifickc. Euan. Pray you vfe your patience in good time.

Sim . Marry Sir ,
the pittie-ward ,
the Parke-ward Cai. By-gar, you are de Coward : de lack dog : Iohn
eueryway olde : Windfor way , and euery way but the Ape.
Towne-way. Euan. Pray you let vs not be laughing-flocks to other
Euan, jniofl fchcmcntly defire you, you will alfo mens humors : I defire you in friendfhip, and I will one
looke that way. way or othermakeyou amends :I will knog yourVrinal
Sim. I will fir. about your knaues Cogs-combc.
Euan. ’Pleffe my foulc: how full of Chollors I am, and Cai. T) table : Iacl\ Rugby mine Hofi de larteer: haue I
trempling of minde : I fhall be glad if he haue dcceiued not flay for him, to kill him / haue I not at dc place I did
me: how melancholies I am r I will knog his Vrinalls a- appoint ?
bout his knaues coftard,when I haue good opoitunities Euan. As I am a Chriflians-foulc , now looke you:
for the orke : ’Pleffe my foule : To/haHtw Ruicrs to whoft this is the place appointed , He bee iudgement by mine

falls : melodious Birds fings

Madrigalls: There will sot nta\t Hofi tfthe Garter.
our Peds of Refes and at houfandfragran t fofies. To {hal-
: Hofi. Peace, I fay, Gallia and Gaule, French & Welch,
low ’Mcrcic on mee, 1 haue a great difpofuions to.cry* Soule»Curcr,and Body-Cuicr.
Cat. I,
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Cat. I,dat Very good, excellant.

if
vtWxixW Alleon, and to thefe violent proceedings my all

Peace, I fay : hcare mine Hoft of the Garter, neighbors fhall cry aimfc. The docke giues me myQu,
tioft.
Amlpolitiakef Ami fubtle?AmIaMachiuell? and my aflurance bids me fearch, there I fhall finde Fal-
the Potions jlaffe: Ifhall be rather praifd for this, then mock’d, for
Shall1 loofe my Do&or ? No, heegiuesme

the Motions. Shall I loofe my Parfon ? my PrieG.? v it is as poflitiuc, as the earth is firme that Faljlaffe is
and ,

m\S\x HughlNo, hegiuesmethe Prouerbes, and the there: I will go.

Nd-verbes. Giuemethyhand(Celeftiall)fo: Boyesof Shal. Page.&c, Well met M r Ford.

Art, I hauedecciu’d you both : I hauedirc&ed

you to Ford. T ruft me,a good knotte ; I haue good cheerc at
home, and I pray you go with me.
wrong places your hearts are mighty, your skinnes are
:
all

nmft excufe my felfe M* Ford.

whole, and let burn’d Sacke be the ifl'ue: Come, lay their
Shal. I

fwords to pawne: Follow me, Lad of peace, follow fol-

Slen . And
fo mufti Sir,

low, follow.
We haue appointed to dine with Miftris Anne.

Shal. Truft me, a mad Hoft: follow Gentlemen,

fol- And I would not breake with her for more mony
low.
Then lie fpeake of„

Sle>t. O fweet Anne Page. Shal. We haue linger’d about a match betweene An
dat? Haueyou make-a-dc-fot Page and my cozen Slender, and this day wee (hail haue
Cai. Ha’do I perceiue ,

our anfwer,
of vs, ha, ha?
Slen. I hope I haue your good will Father Page.
Eua. This is well, he has made vs his vlowting-flog:
defire you that we may be friends : and let vs knog our
Pag. You haue Mr Slender ,1 ftand wholly for you.
I
praines togethertoSe reuengeon this fame icall icur-
But my wife (M Doftor) is for you altogether.
r

uy.cogging-companion the Hoft of the Garter. Cat I be-gar, and dc Maid

. is loue-a-tne my nurfli- :

Cat. By gar, with all my heart : he promife to bring

a-Quickly tell me fo mufh.
Hojl. What fay you to yong M Fenton ? He capers,
me where is Awe Page: by garhedeceiuc me
r
too.

Euan. Well, I will finite his noddles: pray you follow. he dances, he has eies ofyouth
he writes verfes, hec :

fpeakes holliday, he fmels April and May, he wil carry’t,

he will carry’c,’tis in his buttons, he will carry’t.
Page. Not bymy confent I promife you. The Gentle-
Scena Secunda. tn 2 n ljofnohauing, heekeptcompanie with the wilde
Prince, and Point z. he is of too high a Region, he knows
.-

too much no, hec (ball not knit a knot in his fortunes,
:

Mifl.Page , R^bin, Ford, Page, Shallow,Slender, Tlojl, with the finger of my fubftance: if he take her, let him
Euans , faiM. take her (imply the wealth I haue waits on my conlent,
:

Mtfi.Page. Nay keepe your way (little Gallant) you and my confent goes not that way.
were wont to be a follower, but now you are a Leader: Ford. I befecch you heartily, fomeofyou goehome
whether had you rather lead mine eyes, or eye your ma. with me to dinner :befidesyourcheere you (hall haue
ftershecles? a fport, I will (hew you a monfter : M r Do<ft or, you fhal
Rob, I had rather (forfooth) go before you like a man, go,fo (hall you r
M
Page. and you Sir Hugh,
then follow him like a d warfe .
(Courtier. Shal. Well, fare you well
M.Pa.O you arc a flattering boy, now I fee y ou’l be a We (hall haue the freer woing atM T Pages,

Ford. Well met miftris Page. whether go you. Cat. Go home lohn Rugby. I come anon.
Tti.Va. Truly Sir, to fee your wife, is fhc at home ? Hojl. Farewell my hearts, I will to my honcftKnight
Ford. I, and as idle as (tic may hang together for want Faljlaffe, and drinke Canarie with him.
of company I thinke if your husbands were dead, you
: Ford. I thinke I fhall drinke in Pipe-wine firft with
two would marry. him, lie make him dance. Will you go, Gentles ?
M.Pa. Be fure of that, two other husbands. All. Haue with you, to fee this Monfter. Exeunt
‘
Ford. Where had you this pretty weather-cocke?
M.Pa. 1 cannot tell what(thc dickens) his name is my
husband had him of,what do you cal your Knights name
Rob. Six lobn Faljlaffe. (firrah? Scena Tertia .
Ford. Sir lohn Faljlaffe. Enter 'AM. Ford, M. Page, Seruants .Robin .Faljlaffe,
7tf.Frf.He.hc, I can neuerhiton’s name; there is fucha Ford, Page, Cains, Euans.
league betweene my goodman, and he is your Wife at
: Mtjl. Ford. What lohn, what Robert.
Ford. Indeed Ihc is. (home indeed? 7tf,Page. Quickly, quickly: Is the Buck-basket—
M.Pa. By your lcauefir, I am ficke till I fee her. MifFord. 1 warrant. What Robin I fay.
FW.Has Page any braines? Hath he any eies ? Hath he MtfPage. Come, come, come.
any thinking ? Sure they fleepe,he hath no vfeof them : Mijl.Ford. H4erc,fet it downe.
why this boy will carric a letter twentie mile as cafie, as M.Pag.Q iue your men'thc charge,we rnuft be briefe,
a Canon will fhoot point-blanke twclue fcorc : bee pee- (JW.Fmf.Marrie.as I told you before(/e£» & Robert )
ces out hi*wiues inclination : he giues her folly motion be ready here hard-by in the Brew-houfe, when I fo- &
and aduantage : and now (he’s going to my wife,& Fal- dainly call you, come forth, and (without any paufe, or
fiajfes boy with her : A man may heare this fliowre fing ftaggering)take this basket on your fhoulders: ^ done,
inthewindc; and Falftaffes boy with her: good plots, trudge with it in all haft, and carry it among the Whit-
they are laide, and our reuolted wiues (hare damnation fters in it in the muddie
Dotchet Mead, and there empty
together. Well, I will take him, then torture my wife, ditch, clofe by the Thames fide.
plucke the borrowed vaile of modeftie from the fo-fee- M.Page. You will do it? (dire&ion.
raingMift.P^f, divulge F^e himfelfe fora fccure and M.Ford. 1 ha told them ouer and ouer, they lacke no
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Be gone, and come when you are call’d. Mift .Pagc.O mittris Ford what haue you done ?
M.Page. Here comes little Robin. (with you? Your fham’d, y’are ouerthrowne, y’arc vndonefor cucr.
Mft. Ford. How now my Eyas-Musket, what newes M.Ford. What’s the matter, good mittris Page ?
Rob My M.Sir Iobn is come in at your backe doorc M.Page. O weladay,mift.Ferd,hauing an honeft
,
man
f'Mift.FW,aod requeftsyour company. to your husband, to giue him fuch caufe of
fufpition.
M.Page.You licle Iack-a-lent,haue you bin true to vs M.Ford. What caufe of fufpition?
Rob. be fworne: my Matter knowes not ofyour
I, lie 'M.Page. What caufe of fufpition ? Out vpon
you
being heere and hath threatned to put me ititoeuerla-
: How am I miftookc in you ?
fting liberty, if I tell you ofit : for he fweares he’ll turne M.Ford. Why (alas) what’s the matter ?
me away. M.Page. Y
our husband’s comming hethcr (Woman)
MfttPag. Thou’rt a good boy: this fccrecy ofthine with the Officers in Windfor, to fearch for a
all
Gentle-
fhall be a Tailor to thee, and fhahnakc thee a new dou- man, that he fayes is heere nowinthehoufe; by your
blet and hofe. lie go hide me. confent to take an ill aduantage of his abfcncc you are
:
Mi Ford. Do fo go tell thy Matter, I am alone
:
: Mi- vndone,
ftris Page, remember you your £/h. CM. Ford. ’Tis not fo, I hope,
MiftPag.lwzrtint thee,if do not a<ftit, hiffcmc. 1 M.Page. Pray heauen it be not fo, that you haue fuch
AIft. Ford. Go-toothen we’l vfe this vnwholfome : a man
heere: but tis moftcertaine your husband’s com-
humidity,this grofle-watry Pumpion; we’ll teach him ming, with halfe Windfor at his heeles, to ferch for fuch
to know Turtles from Iayes. a one, I come before to tell you : If you know your felfe
Fa/. Haue I caught thee, my heauenly Ieweli? Why decrc, why I am glad ofit
but ifyou haue a friend here,
:

now lat me die,forI haue liu'd long enough : This is die conuey, conuey him out. Be not amaz’d, call all your
period of my ambition.- O thisblclfed houre. fenfes to you, defend your reputation, or bid farwell
to
M ft. Ford. Ofweet Sir John. your good life for euer.
M.Ford. What fhall I do ? There is a Gentleman my
Fal. cannot cog, I cannot prate (Mift‘.
Mittris Ford , I

Ford) now ihall I fin in my wifh ; I would thy Husband decrc friend : and 1 feare not mine owne fhame fo much
were dead. He fpeake it before the bett Lord, 1 would I had rather then
as his peril!. a thoufand pound he were
make thee my Lady. outof thchoufe.
M ft. Ford. I your Lady Sir Iobn ? Alas, I fhould bee a
pittifullLady.
M.Page. For fhame, neuer (land (you had rather,and
you had rather:) your husband’s heeie at hand,bethinke
Fal. Let the Court of France fhew me fuch another: youoffome conuey^nce: in thehoufeyou cannot hide
I fee how thine eye would emulate the Diamond: Thou him.Oh, how haue you deceiu’d me?I ooke, heere isa
haft the right arched-beauty of the brow,ithat becomes basket, if he
be of any reafonable ttaturc, he may crerpe
the Ship-tyre, the Tyre-valiant, or any Tire of Venetian in heere, and.throw fowlelinncn
vpon him, as if it were
admittance. going to bucking: Or it is whiting time, fend him by
( JWft.Ford A plaine Kerchiefe,Sir/o&»: your two men to Datcbet- Meade.
My browes become nothing elfe,nor that well neither. M.Ford. He’s too big to go in there : wha t ttaall Ido?
Fal. thou would ft make
Thou art a tyrant to fay fo : Fat. Let me fee’t, let me fee’t,0 let me fte’t
an abfolute Courtier, and the firme fixture of thy foore, lie in. He in : Follow your friends counfell, lie in.

would giue an excellent motion to thy gate, in a femi- M.Page. What Sir Iobn Faftaffc ? Are thefe your Let-
circled Farthingale. I fee what thou wert if Fortune thy ters, Knight?
foe, werenot Nature thy friend: Come, thoucanft not Fal. I loue thee, helpe mec away : let me crcepe in
hide it. heere : ile neuer
Mift.Ford . Beleeue me,thei’s no fuch thing in me. M.Page. Helpe to couer yourmafler (Boy:
) Call
Fa!.What made me loue thee.? Let that perfwade your men (Mift.iW.) You diflembling Knight.
thee. Thct’s fomething extraordinary in thee : Come, I M.Ford. What Iobn, 'Robert, Iobn Go,takc vp thefe
;

cannot cog, and fay thou art this and that, like a-manic cloathes heere, quickly Whcr’s the Cowlc-ttaffe?Look
:

of thefe lifping-hautborne buds, that come like women how you drumble ? Carry them to the Landreffe in Dac-
in mens apparrell, and fmelllike. Bucklers-berry in fim- chet mead : quickly, come.
ple time : I cannot, but I loue thee, none but thee ; and Ford. ’Pray yon come nere:if I fufped without caufe.
thou dcferu’ft it. Why then make fport at me, then let me be your ieft,
M.Ford Do not betray me fir,I fear you loue lA.Page.
. I deferue it : How now.** Whether bcare you this ?
Fal. Thou mightft as well fay, 1 loue to walke by the Ser. To the Landreffe forfooth?
Counter-gate, which is as hatefull to me, as the rccke of M.Ford. Why, what haue you to doe whether they
a Lime-kill. .
bcare it? You were bett meddle with buck-waftiing.
MifFord. Well, heauen knowes how I loue you. Ford. Buck* I would I could wafh my felfe of Buck:
^
And you fhall one day finde it. Buckc, bucke, bucke, I buckc : I warrant you Bucke,
Fal. Keepc in that minde, lie deferue it. And of the feafontoo ; it fhall appeare.
M Nay, I mutt tell you,fo you doe
ft. Ford: Gentlemen, I haue dream’d tonight, Ile tell you my
Or elfe I could not be in that minde. dreame : heere, heere, heere bee my keyes, afeend my
^.Mittris Ford, Mittris Ford : hecre’s Mittris Page at Chambers, fearch, feeke, finde out : lie warrant wce’le
the doore,fweatin g, and blowing, and looking wildely, vnkcnnclltbeFox. Let me flop this way firft: fo,now
and would needs fpeake with you prcfcntly. vneape.
Fal. She fhall not fee me, I will enfconce mec behinde Page. Good matter Ford, be contented
|

the Arras. You wrong your felfe too much.

M.Ford. Pray you do fo, (he’s a very catling woman, Ford. True (matter P^^vp Gentlemen,
Whats the matter? How now ? You fhall fee fport anon:
Follow
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Follow me Gentlemen,
Euans. This is fery fantafticall humors and icaloufies.
no-the fafhion of France
Scan a Quarta*
Cashs. By gar, ’tis

It is not iealous in France.

Page. Nay follow him (Gentlemen) fee the yflucof
hisfearch, Enter Fenton, Anne, Page Shallow, Slender
, ,

‘Msft.Page Is there not a double excellency in this ? Quickly* Tage, Mift, Page.
Ter.: I fee I cannot get thy Fathers loue.
Mift. Ford.. I know not which pleafes me better.
Therefore no more turne me to him (tweet Nan.)
That my husband is decciued,or Sir debts.

Mt/l.Page. What a taking was hee in , when your cAnne. Alas, how then i

husband askt who was in the basket? Fen. Why thou mud be thy fclfe.
MiJt.Ford. I am halfe airraid he will hauc neede of He doth obie<9-,I am too great of birth.
wafhing : fo throwing him into the water, will doc him And that my date being gall’d with my expcncOj,
I leeke toheale it onely hy his wealth.
a benefit.
Hang him difhoned vafcall : I would all Befides thefe, othtr barrcsfic layes before me*
Trlifi.Page.
of the fame llraine,were in the fame diftreffc. My Riots pad, my wilde Societies,
Msft.Ferd thinkc my husband hath fomc fpeciall
. I
And tel s me’cis a thing impodible
j

fufpition of Falftajfs being hecre for I ncuer faw him fo :

I fliould loue thee, but as a property.
grafle in his iealoufic till wow. An. May be betels you true.

Mtfi.Vage. I will lay a plotsto try that, and wee will No, heauen fo fpeed me in my time to come.
ycthaue more trickcs with Ta/flafe : his difiolute diieafe Albeit I will confdfe, thy Fathers wealth

will fcarfe obey this medicine. Was the fird rootiue thatI woo’d thee (Anne:)

Adtf.Ford Shall we fend that fooliflrion Canon, Mift. wooing thee, I found thee of more valew
I et

Quickly 1 o him, and excufe his throwing into the water, Then ftampes in Gold, or furomes in fealed badges
and giue him another hope , to betray him to another And ’tis the very riches of thy fclfe.

punifihment ?
That now I ayme at.
Misl.Page. We
will do it : let him be lent for to mor- n. Gentle M. Fenton,

row eight a clockc to haue amends. Yet feeke my Fathers loue, dill feeke it fir,

Ford. Icannot findehim: may be the knaue bragg’d Ifopportunity and humbled fuite
of that he could not compare. Cannot attainc it, why then harke you hither.
J\iisf. Page. Heard you that ? Shat. Breake their
Mi dr is ffuickjv,
tallte

Adtf.Ford. You vfe me well, M. £«•</? Do you ? MyKinfman ftrall lpcakefor himfelfc.
Ford. I, Idofo. Slen. lie make a draft or a bolt on’t,llid, tisbutivcntn-

tJM. Ford, Heauen make you better then your thoghts Sb.sl. Benotdifmaid. (ring.
Ford. Amen.! Slen. No, fire not difmay me :
fhal!

tJMi. Page Pi ou do your felfc mighty vnonzQd.Ford) I care no: for that, but clue I am ad'eard.

Ford. 1, 1 s I mud bearc it. ^C«:.Hatk ye,M .Slender would ipeak a word with you
Eh. If there be any pody in thehoufe,& in the cham- sin. I come to him. This is my Fathers choice:

bcrs,and in the coffers, and in the preffes heauen tor- : .O what a world of vilde ill-faiiour’d faults
giue my fins at the day of Judgement. Lookes hand Tome in three hundred pounds a yccrc?
Cains, Be gar, nor too there is no-bodies. I : Qui. And how do’s good Mafier Fenton ?
Page. Fy,fy,M.F<?ri,are you not afhum’d { What pi- 1 Pray you a word with you.
rit,what diucll fuggefts this imagination ? 1 wold not ha Sbal. Shee’s comming ;
to her Coz.: i

your diftempenn this kind, for ^ welth of Windfor cajlle. O boy, thou hadft a father.
Ford. ’Tis my fault (M. Page) I fuffer for it. SlenA had a father^ M
An)my vnde can tel you good ;

Etsans. You fuffer for a pad confcience: your witeis ieftsofhim: pray you Vncle tel Mid. Anne the ied how. 1

as honefta.o’mans, as I will defires among hue thou- my Father ftole two Gecie out of a Pen, good Vnckle. 1

fand,and flue hundred too. Shad. Miftns Anne, my Cozen loues you.
Cat By gar, I fee ’tis an honed woman. Slen. I that I do, as well as 1 loue any woman in Glo-
Ford. Well, I promifdyou a d:nner:come s come,walk cedcrfhire.
in theParke,! pray you pardon met I wil hereafter make Sbal. He will maintaine you like a Gentlewoman. i

knownc to you why I haue done this. Come wile, come Slen. I that I will, come cut and long-tail®, vnder the
Mi.P^e,I pray you pardon me.Pray hartly pardon me. degree of a Squire.
page. Let’s go in Gentlemen, but(trud me)wc’i mock Sbal. He will makeyou a hundred 3nd fiftie pounds
him: I doe inuiteyouto morrow morning to my howie ioynture,
to breakfad: after we’ll a Birding together, I haue a fine Anne. Good Maidcr Shallow let him woo for him*
Hawke for the bufir. Shall it be fo; fclfe.
;

Ford. Anything. Sbal. Marrie

Ithanke you for it : I thankeyou for j

£».If there is one, I Hull make two in the Companie that good comfort fire cals you (Coz.) Ilelccueyou,
:
j

Ca. If there be 6ne, or two,I firall make-a-theturd. A»»e. Now Mafter Slender.
Ford. Pray you go, M. Page. Slen. Now good Mifiris Anne.
Eua.l pray you now remembrance to morrow on the Anne. What is your will ?

lowfie knaue, mine Hod. Slen. My will ? Odd’s-hart-lings, that’s a prettie

Cat. Dat is good by gar, withall my heart. iedindeede: I nc’remademy Will yet (Ithanke Hca-
£ua. A lowfie knaue, to haue his gibes, and his moc- uen:) I am not fuch a fickcly creature, I giuc Heauen
keries, Exeunt. praife.
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Anne. I mcane (M,5/e»^er)what wold you with me? blinde bitches Puppies, fiftecnei’th litter: and you may

Slen. Truely, for mine ovvpc part, I would little or know by my fize, that I haue a kinde of alacrity in fink-
nothing with you your. father and my vnclehat’n made
:
ing if the bottome were as deepe as hell, I fhold down.
:

motions if it be my lucke,fo ; ifnot, happy man bee his

: I had becne drown’d, but that the (hore was (heluy and

dole, they can tell you how things go,better then I can: (hallow a death that 1 abhorre : for the water fwelles a
:

you may aske your father, heere he comes. -

man; and what a thingfhouldl haue beene, when I
Page. Now Mr Slender ; Loue him daughter Anne. had becne fwel’d ? 1 ihould haue beene a Mountainc of
Why how now? What does M r Fenter here i Mummie.
You wrong me Sir, thus ftill to haunt my houfe. Bar. Here’s M.QuickJj Sir to fpeake with you.
I told you Sir, my daughter is difpofd of.
Fal.Comc, let me poure in fome Sack to the Thames
Fen. Nay M r Page, be not impatient* water : for my bellies as cold as if I had fwallow’d fnow-
Mtft.Page. Good M. Fff#r<»>.come not to my child; bals, for pilles to code the reines. Cali her in.
Page. She is no match for you. Bar. Come in woman.
Fen. Sir, willyou heare me? Qui. By your leaue: I cry you mercy?
Page. No, good M. Fenton. Giue your worfhip good morrow.
Come M . Shallow: Come fonne Slender, in j Fal. Takeaway thefe Challices :

Knowing my minde,you wrong me(M. Fenton.) Go, brew me a pottle of Sackc finely.
Qui. S peake to MAhisPage. Bard. With Egges, Sir?
Fen , Good Mift. Page, lot that I loue your daughter Fal, Simple of it lelfc : lie no Pullct-Spcrfme in niy
In fuch a righteous fifhion as I do, brewage. How now?
Perforce.againft all checkcs. rebukes, and manners, QH>- Marry Sir, I come to your worfliip from M. Ford.
I muft aduancethe colours of my loue, Fal. Mift. Ford haue had Ford enough: I was thrown
I

And not retire. Let me haue your good will. into the Ford ; Ihaue my belly full of Ford.
An. Good mother, do not marry me to yond foole. Qui. Alas the day, (good-heart) that was not her
M/ft. Page. I mcane it not, I feeke you a better huf- fault : (he do’s fo take on with her men ; they miftookc
band their erection. (promife.
Qui. 1 hat’s my mafter,M.Do<ftor. Fal. So did I mine,to build vpon a foolilh Womans
had rather be fet quick i’th earth.
e^jn. Alas I Slut. Well, (he laments Sir for would yern it, that it

And bowl’d to death with Turnips. your heart to fee it : her husband goes this morning a
CMift.Page. Come, trouble not your felfe goodM. birding; (he defires you once more to come to her, be«
Fenton, I will not be your friend, nor enemy t weene eight and nine I muft carry her word quickely,
:

My daughter will I queftionhow (Tic louesyou. (he’ll make you amends I warrant you.

And as I finde her, fo am I affe&ed I Fal. W ell, I will vifit her, tell her fo : and bidde her

Till then, farewell Sir, fhc muft needs go in. thinkc what a*man is : Let her confider his frailety, and
Her father will be angry. then iudge of my merit.
Fen. Farewell gentle Miftris : farewell Nan. Qui. I will tell her.
Qui. This is my doing now : Nay, faidel, will you Fal. Do fo.
Betweene nine and ten faift thou?
call away your childe on a Foole, and a Phyfitian Qui. Eight and nine Sir.
Looke on M. Fenton, this is my doing. Fal. Well, be gone: I will not miffchcr.

Fen. I thanke thee and I pray thee once to night,

: Qui, Peace be with you Sir.
Giue my fweet Nan this Ring there’s for thy paines. : Fal. 1 meruaile I heare not of r
Broome he font M me
Qui. Nowheauen fend thee good fortune, a kinde word to ftay within : I like his money well.
heart he hath a woman would run through fire & wa-
: Oh, heere be comes.
ter for fuch a kinde heart. But yet, I would my Maiftcr Ford. Blefle you Sir.

had Miftris Anne, or I would M. Slender had her: or (in Fal. Now M. Broome, you cometo know
footh) I would M. Fenton had her ; I will do what I can What hath paft betweene me, and Fords wife.
forthem all three, foe fo I haue promifd, and Ilcbee as Ford. That indeed (Sir John) is my bufinefle,

good as my word, but fpecioufly for M. Fenton. Well, I Fal. M.Broome\vt\Wnoi\yzioyo\i t

muft of another errand to Sir Iehn Falftajfeitom my two I was at her houfe the houre (he appointed me.
Miftrefles : what a beaft am I to flacke it. Exeunt Ford. And fped you Sir ?
Fal. very iil-fauouredly M. Broome.
Ford. How fo fir,did (he change her
determination ?
F4/.No(M.2?r£w»f)but the peaking Curnuto her huf-
Scena Quinta .
band(M.ArwOTf)dwelling in a continual larum of iclou-
fie.coms me in the inftanc of our encoiintcr,after we had
embraft,kift,protefted,&(as it were)fpoke the prologue
Enter Falftaffe, B ardolfe, Quickly , Ford. of our Comedy : and at his heeles,a rabble of his compa«
Fat. T> ardolfe I fay. nions, thither prouoked and inftigated by his diftemper,
'Bar. Heere Sir. and(forfooth)to ferch his houfe for his wiues Loue.
Fal. Go, fetch me a quart ofSacke.put a toft in’t. Ford. Whatf While you were there ?
Hauelliu’dco be carried in a Basket like a barrow of Fal. While I was there.
butchers Offall ? and to bethrownc in theThamesj’Wel, For. And did he fearch for you,& could not find you?
iflbcferu’d fuch another tricke, Ilehaue my braines Fal. You (hall heare. As good lucke would haue it,
'tane out and butter’d, and giue them to a dogge for a comes in one Wft. Page giues intelligence of Fords ap-
,

Ncw-yeares gift. The rogues flighted me into the riuer proch : and in her inuention, and Fords wiues diftra&ion,
with as little remorfe, as they would haue drown’de a they conuey’d me into a buckc-basket.
Ford
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11 (

\ Ford. Buck-basket? A
Fal. Yes a Buck-basket ram’ d mec in with foule
:

Shirts and Smockes, Socks , t'oule Stockings, greafie

:
Aclus Quart us , Sewn aT tima.
Napkins, that (Matter Broome') there was the rankett
compound of villanous fmell, that euer offended no-
* Enter Miflris Page, Quickly ,Wtlliam Euans
ftrill. y

Ford. And how long lay you there ? Mifl.Pag. Is he at M

Fords already think’tt thou
.
?

Fal. Nay, you (hall hearc (Matter Broome) what I I Jfut, Sure he is by this; or will be prefently ; but
hau-fufferd, to bring this woman to cuill, for your i
truely he is very couragious mad, about his throwing
good: Being thus cram’d in the Basket, a couple of into the water. Mittris Ford delires you co come fo-
Fords knaues, his Hmdes,were cald forth by their Mi- dainely. .

ttris, to carry mce in the name of foule Cloathcs to ’Mifl.Pag. llcbewithher by and by: He but bring
2hatchet-lane: theytooke me on their (boulders: met my yong-man here to Schoole ; looke where his Matter

the iealous knaue their Matter in the doore; who comes; ’tis a playing day I fee: how now Sir Hugh, no

I ask’d them once or twice what they had in their Baf. Schoole to day ?
ket ? I quak’d for fcare leaft the Lunatique Knaue Eua. Nc .-Matter is let the Boyes leauetoplay.
would hauc fearch’d it but Fate (ordaining he fhould
:
Qui ’Blotting ofhis heart.

be a Cuckold) held his hand : well, on went hee, for Mifl.Pag. Sir Hugh,my husband faies my fonne pro-
a fearch , and away went I for foule Cloathes : But fits nothing in the world at his Booke: Ipray youaske
marke the fequell (Matter Broome) I flittered the pangs him fome quettions in his Accidence.
of three feucrali deaths : Firtt, an incollerable fright, Eu. Come hither William)
hold vp vour headjeome.
to be detected with a iealious rotten Bell-weather: Mifl.Vag. Comc-on Sirha ; holdvp your head; an-
! Next to be compafs’d like a good Bilbo in the circum- fwere your Matter, he not afraid.
ference of a Peeke, hilt to point, heele to head. And Eua. william, how many umbers is in Nownes ? N
then to be (font in like a ttrong d filiation with (fink- i
Will. Two.
ing Cloathes, that fretted in their owne greafe: Qui. Trudy, I thought there had bin one Number
thinke ofthat, a man of my Kidney; thinke of that, more.becanfe they fay od’s-Nownes.
that am as fubicdt toheate as butter; a man of conti- Eua. Peace, your catlings. What is (Faire)WiHiam ?
nuall difl'olution, andthaw:
W3s a miracle to fcape it Will. Fulcher.

fuffacacion. And in the height of this Bath (when I Qu. Powlcacs? there are fairer things then Powlcats,
was more then halfeftew’d in greafe (like a Dutch- fure.

difh ) to be throwne into the Thames , and Eua. You are a very fimplicity o’man: I pray you
coold, glowing-hot, in that ferge like a Horfc- peace . What is (Lapis) William ?
fhoo; thinke of that ; hitting hot thinke of that(Mafter :
Will. A Stone.
Broome .) Eua. And what is a Stone (William f)
Ford. In good fadnefie Sir, I am forry,that for my fake Will. APeeble.
you haue fufferd all this. Eua. No; it is Lapis : I pray you remember in your
My fuite then is defperate : You’ll vndertake her no praine.
more? Will. Lapis .
Fal. Matter Broome be throwne into Etna,
: I will Eua. That is a good William what is \vt(Wilham)t\\zt
as I haue beene intoThames.ere I will leaue her thus; do’s lend Articles.
her Husband is this morning gone a Birding I : Will. Articles are borrowed of the Pronoune ; and be
haue receiued from her another ambattie of mee- thus declined. Singular iter nominative htc hacfhoc.
ting.- ’twist eight and nine is the hourc (Matter Eua. Nominatmo hig,hag,bog pray you marke getii-
:

Broome .
tiuo huitts Well what is your Accvfatiue-cafe ?
;

lord. ’Tis patt eight already Sir. Will. Accufatuio bine.

Tat. Isic? I will then addrefle mee to my appoint- Eua. I pray you haue your remembrance (childe) Ac-
ment : Come co mce at
your conuenient leifure, and cufativo h trig ,hang hog. ,

you fhall know how

fpeede and the conclufion
I : Qu. Hang-hog, is latten for Bacon, I warrant you.
(ball be crowned with your cnioyinghcr: adiew: you i
Eua. Leaue your prables (o’man) Wbac is ihcFocx-
fhall hauc her (Matter Broome) Matter Broome , you (ball _
tide cafe [Willi amt)

cuckold lord. Will. 0 ,

Vocatiuo, O.
Ford. Hum: ha? Is this a vifion ? Is this adreamef Eua. Remember Wiham.Focatiue, is caret.
doelfleepe? Matter Ford awake, awake Matter For;/: Qu And chat’s a good roote.
ther’saholc made in your bell: coate (Matter Ford:) this Eua. 0 ’man 5
forbcare,
*tis to be married; this *tis to haue I.ynnen, and Buck- Mifl.Pag. Peace.
W
I

baskets Well, I will proclaime my felfe what I am

: : Eua: hat is your Genitive cafe ptkr all (WiHiamt)
I will now take the Leacher : hee is at my houfe hee : Will. Genitive cafe}
cannot fcape me: ’tis impottible hee fhould: hee can- Eua. I,

not creepeimoa halfe-permy purl'e, nor into a Peppcr- Will. Centime bontm ,harum,horttm
Boxe: But lead the Diuell that guides him, fhould Ou. ’Vengeance ofGinyes cafe; fie on her; neuer
aide him , I will fearch impottible places: though nameherf cliilde) if (be be a whore.
what I am, I cannot auoide; yet to be what I would Eua. For Prune o’man.
not, (ball not make me tame If I haue homes, to make : Qu. You doe ill to ccach the childe fuch words hee :

one mad, lettheprouerbegoe with me, Hebe home- teaches him to hie, andto hac; which they’ll doe faft
mad. Exeunt. enough of themfciucs, and to (f&ll horum\ fie vpon you.
E 3 Eua, ’Oman
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54 The Merry Jptues ofWtnJfor .

Hums. O’man, thou Lunaties ? Haft thou no vn-

art (Mift. Page. Alas : three of M r
. Fords brothers watch
J

/•*
derftandings for thy Cafes, & the numbers of the Gen- the doore with Piftols, that none fhall i(fue out : other-
wife you might flip away ere liec came: But what make
ders? Thou art as foolifh Chnfiian creatures, as I would
delires.
you heere i
CAii.PAge. Prc’thee hold thy peace. Fd. What fhall I do ? lie creepe vp into the
chimney.
£h. Shew me now (iF'iHtamfomc declenfions of
your Mft.Ford. There they alwaies vfero dilcharge their
Birding-peeces creepe into the Kill-hole.
:
Pronounes.
iriH. Forfooth, I haue forgot.
Fd. Where is it i
Em. It is <H>ui que,qfK>d ; if you forget your
Quies, Tnid.Ford.HcWxW feekethcreon my word Neyther :
t

your £>«er,and your Quads , you muft be preeches : Goe Prefle, Coffer, Cheft,Trunke, Well, Vaulc,buthchath
311 abftradt for the remembrance of filch places,
your waies and play, go. . and goes
fcholler then I thought he was. to them by his Note There is no hiding you in the
Til. Pag. He is a better
:

houfe.
Em. He is a good fprag-memory:Farewel Mts.Page.
Adieu good Sir Hugh Fal. lie go out then.
MifF age.
Come weftay too long. Exeunt. (JUft.Ford. If you goe out in your owne femblance,
Get you home boy,
you die Sir John, vnlefle you go out difguis’d.
Mtft. Ford. How might we difguife him
Mill. Page. Alas the day I know not, there is no wo-
Scena Secunda. mans gowne bigge enough for him otherwile he might :

put on a hat, a muffler, and a kerchiefe, and foefcape.

Fal. Good hearts, deuife foniething : any cxtremitic,
Enter Falftoffe, M ft. Ford, Mtft. Page Servants, Ford,
,
rather then a mifehiefe.
Mift. Ford. My Maids Aunt the fat woman of Brain-
Page, Cains, Ettant , Shallow.
fsrd, has a govvne aboue.

Ed. Mi. Ford, Your forrow hath eaten vp my fuffe- Trtift. Page. On my word it will feruehiro : fliee’s as

fee you are obfequious in your loue, and I pro=. big as he is and there’s her thrum’d hat,and her muffler
:
rancej 1

to a haires bredth, notonely Mift. Ford, too: run vp Sir lohn.

feflerequitall
inthe iirnple office of loue, but in all the
accuftrement, Mift. Ford. Go,go,fweetSir lohn 1 Mftriis Page and
complement, and ceremony of it : But are you fure of I will looke fome linnen for your head.

your husband now? Mift. Page. Quicke,quicke, wce’lecome drefleyou

•
MtfFord. Hec’« birding(fweet Sir *».)
a ftraight :
put on the gowne the while.
Mif Page. Whathoa,goffip Ford : what hoa. Mift. Ford. I would my husband would mecte him
UUifFord. Step into tlf chamber, Sir lohn. in this fhape : he cannot abide the old woman of Brain-
Page. How now (fwccte heart) whofc at home ford $ he fweares flie’s a witch, forbad her my houfe, and
M/f
befidesyour felfe ? hath threatned to beate her.

Mif Ford Why none but mine owne people. Mift. Page. Heauen guide him to thy husbands cud-
gell : and the diuell guide his cudgell afterwards.
Mif Page. Indeed?
Mif Ford. No certainly : Speakc louder. Mi ft. Ford. But is my husband comming ?

Mf. P<^.Truly,I am fo glad you haue no body here. Mift. Page. I in good fadnefie is he, and talkes of the
Why? basket too, howfoeuer he hath had intelligence.
C^hft. Ford.
oide my men to
Ttfif.Page. Why woman, your husband is in his 7d ft. Ford. Wee’l try that: for lie appoint

lines aoaine : hefo takes on yonder with my husband, fo carry the basket againe, to meete him at the doore with
all married mankinde ;
fo curies all Eues l
it, as they did laft time.
railes againft
jandlo bufrettes hee’l be heere prefently:let’s go
Nay, but
dau<ihtcrs,ofwhat complexion focuer Tdift.Page.
crying pecre-out, pcere-out, dreflehim like the witch otBrainford.
himfelfc on the for-head:
that any madnefle I eueryet beheld, feem’d but tame- Mift. Ford. lie firft diredt diyedl my men , what they
neffe, ciuility, and patience
to this his diftemper he is in fhall doe with the basket : Goe vp. He bring linnen for
Knight is not heeie. him ftraight.
now : I am glad the fat
he talke of him? Mft.Page. Hang him difhoneft Varlet,
Mtft-Ford. Why, do’s
Mtft.Paoe. Of none but him,
and fweares he was ca- We cannot mifufe enough
riedoutthelaft time hcefearch’d for him, in a Basket: We’ll leaue a proofc by that which we will doo,

Protefts to my husband he is now hecre, hath diawne & Wiues may be merry, and yet honeft too :
him and the reft of their company from their fport to We do not adle that often, ieft, and laugh,
But I am glad ’Tis old, but true. Still Swine eats the draugh.
make another experiment ofhis lufpiuon :
all

the Knight is not hecre ;

now he fhall lee)iis owne foo* Mift. Ford. Go Sirs, take the basket againe on your
fhouldcrs : your Mafter is hard at doore : ifhee bid you
he Miftris Page? fee it downe,obey him : quickly, difpatch.
Mift. Ford. Howncere-is
Mift.Vag. Hard by, at ftreet end 5 he wil be here anon. 1 Ser. Come, come, take it vp.
the Knight is hecre. a Ser. Pray heauen it be not full ofKnight againe.
Mift. Ford. I am vndone,
Why then you are vtterly fham’d,& hee’s 1 Ser. I hope not, I had liefe as be 3 re fo much lead.
Mtft.Vage.
arc you ? Away with Ford. I, but ifit prouc true (M Page) haue you any
but a dead man. What a woman
r .

him, away with him Better fhame,then murther.

:
way then tovnfooleme againe. Setdowne the basket
fhould he go ?How fliould I villaine : fome body call my wife : Youth in a basket
Mift. P°rd. Which way
beftow him ? Shall I put him into the basket againe ? Oh you Panderly Rafcals, there’s a kndt : a gtn,a packe,

Fal. No>, lie come no more i’th Basket a confpiracie againft me: Now fhall the diuel be fham’d.
What wife I fay Come, come forth behold what ho-
May I not go out ere he come ?
: :

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licit cloathes you lend forth to bleaching. Eua. By yea, and no, I thinkethe o’manisawitchin-
Page. Why, this pafies M. Ford you are not to goe deede : I like not when a o’mati has a great pcard ; I fpie
loolc any longer, you muft be pinnion’d. a greatpeard vnder his muffler.

Euans. Why, this is Lunaticks : this i3 madde, as a Ford. Will you follow Gentlemen, I befecch you fol-

maddogge. low fee but the iflue of my iealoufie : If I cry out thus
:

Shallft Indeed Ttf. Ford, thi is not well indeed. vpon no traile, neuer trull me when I open againe.
Ford. So fay I too Sir, come hither Miftris Ford, Mi- Page. Let’s obey his humour a little further :

ftrisFord the honcft woman, the modeft wife,the vertu- Come Gentlemen.
ous creature, that hath the icalious foole to her husband: me he beate him mod pittifully.
AFift.Page. Truft

I fufped without caufe (Miftris)do I ?

Nay by th’MafTethathedid not: he beate
Ttftft.Ford.

A Ford. Heauenbemy witnelfe you doe, if you him moft vnpittifully, me thought.
lift.

fufpedf me in any difhoncfty. Ttfift.Page. lie haue the cudgell hallow’d, and hung
Ford. Well faid Brazon-face, hold it out:Comc forth ore the Altar, it hath done meritorious feruice,
(irrah. Ttfift.Ford. WhatMay we with the war-
chinke you?
Page. This pafles. rant of woman hood, and the wicneffe of a good confid-
Mtft.Ford. Are you not alham’d,let the cloths alone. ence, purfue him with any further reuenge >
Ford. I fhall findeyou anon. AF.Page. The (pint ofwantonneffe is furc fear’d out
Etta. Tis vnrcafonablejwill you take vp your wiues ofhim, it the diucll haue him not in fee-fimple, with
cloathcs? Come, away. fine and recouery, he will nencr (I thinke) in the way of

Ford. Empty the basket I fay. walk, attempt vs againe.

Trl. Ford. Why man, why? Mtft.Ford. Shall we tell our husbands how wee haue
Ford. Matter Page, as I am a man, there was one con- feru’d him ?

U3v’d out of myhoufe yefterday in this baskec why : Mtft.Page. Yes, by all meanest if it be but to ferape
may not he be there againe, in my houfe I ain fure he is the figures out of your husbands braines: if they can find

my Intelligence is true, my iealoufie is reafonablc, pluck poot e vnuertuous

in their hearts, the fat Knight fhall be
me out all thelinnen. any further affli&ed, wee two will Hillbee the mini-
7tfift.Ford.lt you find a man there, he (hall dye a Fleas fters.

death. Ttfift.Ford. He warrant, they T haue him publiquely

Page. Heer’s no man. fham’d, and me thinkes there would be no period to the
Sbal. By my fidelity this is not well Mr. For*/: This ieft.fhould he not be publikely fham’d,
wrongs you. 7tfift. Page. Come, to the Forge with it, then fliape it :

Euans. M r Fird, you muft pray, and not follow the I would not haue things coolc. Exeunt
imaginations of your owne heart : this is iealoufies.
Ford. Well.hcc’s not heere I feeke fot.
Page. No, nor no where elfe but in your braine.
Ford. Helpe to fearch my houfe this one timeiifl find Seem Tertia .

not what I feeke, {hew no colour for my extremity Let :

me for euer be your Table* fport : Let them fay ofme,|as

iealous as Ford, that fevch’d a hollow Wall-nut for his Enter Hoft and Bardolfe.
wiues Lemman. Satisfie me oncemorc,once more ferch Germane defires
Tar. Sir, the to haue three of your
with me. horfes: the Duke himfclfc will be to morrow at Court,
M. Ford. What hoa (Miftris Page,) come you and and they are going to meet him.
the old woman downe my husband will come into the Hoft. What Duke fhould that be comes fo fecretly?
Chamber. I heare not ofhim in the Court let mee fpeake with the
:

Ford. Old woman? what old womans that ? Gentlemen, they Ipeake Englifh?
Ttf.Ford. Why it is my maids Aunt ot Trainford. Tar. I Sir? He call him to you.
Ford. A witch,a Queane, an olde couzening queane :
Hoft. They fhall haue my horfes, but lie make them
Haue I not forbid my houfe.
She comes of errands
her pay lie fauce them, they haue had my houfes a week at
do’sfhef We
are limple men, wee doe not know what’s commaund I haue turn’d away my other guefts, they
:

brought to paffe vnder the profeflion ofFortune-tclling. muft come off, lie l'awce them, come. Exeunt
She workes by Charmcs, by Spels,by th’Figure,& fuch
dawbry as this is, beyond our Element : wee know no-
thing. Come downe you Witch, you Hagge you, come
downe I fay.
Scena Quarta.
Mtft.Ford. Nay, good fweet husband, good Gentle-
men, let him ftrike the old woman;
TtfiJl.Page. Come mother Prat , Come giue me your Enter Page, Ford , Ttftftris Page, CMiftris
hand. Ford, and Euans.
Ford, He Prat- her Out of my doore, you Witch,
: Sua. Tis one of the beft difcrctions of ao’manas e-
you Ragge, you Baggage, you Poulcat, you Runnion, tier I did looke vpon.
out, out : lie coniure you, lie fortune-tell you. Page. And did he fend you both thefe Letters at an
Mift. Page. Are you notafham’d? inftant ?

Ithinkeyou haue kill’d the poorc woman. Mtft.Page. Within a quarter of an houre.
tJMift.Ford. Nay he will do it, ’tis a goodly credite Ford. Pardon me (wife) henceforth do what ^ wilt :

for you. Sunne with gold,

1 rather will fufpedf the 1

Ford. Hang her witch. Then thee with wantonnes : Now doth thy honor ftand
(In
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(In him that was of late anHeretike) ’h'lift.Page. My AAjbOuII be the Queene of all the
As fume as faith. Fairies, finely attired in a robe of white.
Page. ’Tis well, ’tis well, no more ‘Page. I hat filke will I go buy, and in that
time
Be not as extreme in l'ubmifllon.as in offence, Shall IA. Slender Beale my Nan away,
But let our plot go forward Let our wiues : And marry her at Eaton : go fend to Falfiajfe Braight.
,

Yet onceagaine (co make vs publike fport) Ford. Nay, lie to him againe in name of Broome,
Appoint a meeting with this old fat-fellow. Hce’l tell me all his purpofe: fure hce’l
come.
Where we may take him, and dtfgr'ace himfor it. Mtfl.Page. Feare not you that : Go get vs properties
Ford. There is no better way then that they fpoke of. And tricking for our Fayries.
Page. Hows’ to fend him word
mccte him in
they’ll Eaans. Let vs about it,
the Parke at midnight ? Fie,fie, he’ll neuer come. admirable plcaiurcs, and ferry honcB knaueries.
It is

E». You fay he lias bin throvvnein the Riuers and :

Ahf.Fage.Oo Afifl Ford,
has bin greeuoufly peaten,as an old o’man me-thinkes : Send quickly to Sir Iohn to know h^smindc :
there fhould be terrors in him, that he fhould not come: Ileto the Dodior, he hath my good will.
Mc-thinkcs his flcfla is punifh’d, heefhall haue no dc- And none but he to marry with Nam Page:
fires. [ hat Slender (though well landed) is an Idcot
Page. So thinkc I too. And he, my husband bcB of all affe&s
7^1. Ford, Deuile but how you’l vfehim whe he comes, ihe Dodfor is well monied, and his friends
And let vs two deuife to bring him thcthcr. Potcn at Court : he, none but he Bull haue her,
t

Mif Page. There is an old tale goes, that Flerne the I hough twenty thoufand worthier come to craucher.
Hunter (fometime a keeper hccrc in Windfor Fori eft)
Doth all the winter time, at Bill midnight
Walke round about an Oake,wiih great rag’d-hornes,
And there he blafis the tree, and takes tire cattle, Seen a Quinta .

And make milch -kinc yeeld blood, and flukes a chaine

In a mod hideous and dreadfull manner.
You haue heard of fuch a Spirit, and well you know Enter Hojl, Simple, Falfiajfe 'Bardolfe , Euans, ,

The fitpet fiitious idle-headed-Eld Cains, Qmckij.

Recciu’d, and did deliuer to our age
This tale of Herne the Hunter, for a truth. Hofi. What wouldB thou haue?(BoovcJ what? (thick
Page. Why yet there want not many thatdofearc skin) fpeake, breathe, difcufle: breefe, firort, quicke,
In deepe of night to walke by tins Hemes Oak? fnap. - o > .

But what of this i Simp. Marry Sir, I come to fpeake with Sir Iohn Fal-
Adif}. Ford Marry this is our deuife. fiajfe from M. Slender.
That Falfiajfe at that Oake (lull mcete with vs. Chamber, his Houfe, his Caftlc,
Hofi. There’s his
Page. Well, let it not be doubted but he’ll come, hisBanding-bed and truckle-bed : ’tis painted about
And m this fhape,whcn you haue brought him thether, with theflory ofthe Prodigall, frefh and new:go, knock
What Brail be done with him? What is your plot? and call hcc'l fpeake like an Anthropopbaginian vnto
:

A///?.Ai.Thatlikewife haue wethoghtvpon:& thus: thee : Knocke I lay.

Nan Page (my daughter)and my little fonne, Simp. There’s an olde woman, a fat woman gone vp
And three or foure more of their growth, wee’l drefie into his chamber : lie be fo bold as Bay Sir till Brc come
j
Like Vrchins, Ouphcs, and Fairies, greene and white, downe: 1 come to fpeake with her indeed.
With rounds of waxen Tapers on their heads, Hojl. Ha? A fat woman? The Knight may be robb’d :
j

| And rattles in their hands; vpon a fodainc, He call. Bully-Kni ght, Bully Sir Iohn: fpeake from thy
As Falfiajfe , fire, and I, are newly met, Lungs Military Art thou there ? : It is thine Hofi, thine
|

\
Let them from forth a favv-pit rnfii at once Ephefian cals.

With fome diffufed long :Vpon their fight Fal. How now, mine Hofi ?
|

;
Wc two, in great amazednefie will Bye: Hofi. Here’s a Bohemian-Tartar tariei the comming
j

1 Then let them all encircle him about, downe of thy fat-woman : Let her del'cend( Bully) let
And Fairy- like to pinch the vnclcane Knight her defeend : my Chambers are honourable .-
Fie, priua-
And aske him why that houre of Fairy Reuell, cy ?Fie.
I In their fo facred pathcs,he dares to tread Fal. There was (mine Hofi) an old-fat-woman cuen
In Brape prophane. now with me, but fhe’s gone.
Ford. And till he tell the truth, Simp, Pray you Sir, was’tnot the Wife-woman of
Let the fuppofed Fairies pinch him, found, Brain ford <?
And burnehim with their Tapers. Fal. Imarry wasit(MufTel-Bidl) what would you
Mift.Page. The truth being knowne, With her ?

We’ll all prefent our felues; dif-hornc thefpirit, Simp. My MaBer (Sir) my mailer Slender, fent to her
And mocke him home Windfor, go thorough >, to know (Sir
to feeing her thefireet J whe-
Ford. The children mufl ther one -Nun (Sir) that,begu:l’d him ofachainc,had the
Be pra£fis’d well to this, or they’ll neu’r doo’t, chaine or no. .

Ena. I will teach the children their behauiours: and I Fal. I fpake with the old woman about it.
will be like a Iacke-an-Apcs alio, toburne the Knight Sim. And what fayes file, I pray Sir?
with my Taber. Fal. Marry fliee l’ayes, man that
that the very fame

Ford. That will be excellent, beguil’d MaBer Slender of his Chaine, cozon’d him ofit.
He go buy them vizards. Simp. I would I could haue fpoken with the Woman
her
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her felfe, J had other things to haue fpoken with her fer’d more for their fakes ; more then the villanous in-
too, from him. conftancyofmans difpofition is able to beare.
Fal. Whac.are they ? let vs know. On,.And haue not they fuffer’d? Yes, I warrant,T >c«
Hojl. I : come qurcke.
:
cioullyone of them ; Miflris Ford( good heart)i<rbeatcn
Fal. I may not conceale them (Sir.) blacke and blew, that yon cannot leea white fpot
about
Hojl. Conceale them, or thou di’ft. her.
Sim. Why fir, they were nothing but about Miflris Fal. What telftt thou mee of blacke, and blew?
I
A»neTage,loV.novi\f\t were my Matters fortune to was beaten my felfe into all the colours of the Rarne-
haue her, or no. bow: and 1 was like to be apprehended for the Witch
Fal. ’Tis,’tis his fortune. of 2?raineford, but that my admirable dexteritie of wit,
Sim. What Sir ? / „
• '
my counterfeiting the adion of an old woman deliuer'd
Fal. To haue her, or no goe ; fay the woman told me,the knaueConftablc had fee me ith’Stocks,ith’ com-
tnefo. mon Stocks, for a Witch.
S/m. May I be bold to fay fo Sir? Qa, Sir : letme fpeake with you in your Chamber,
Fal. 1Sir .Tike who mote bold. you fhall heare how things goe, and (I warrant) to your
Sim. I thankc your worfhip: I (hall make my Matter content here is a Letter will fay fomewhat (good-
:
:

glad with thefe tydings. hearts)what a-doe here is to bring you together ? Sure
Bofi. Thou are clcarkly thou arc cIearkly(Sir Iobn )
: one of you do’s not ferueheauen well, that you are fo
was there a wife woman with thee ? croflf’d.

wasf mine Hojl) one that hath taught

Fal. I that there Fal. Come vp into my Chamber. Exeunt.
memorewit,theneuerIlcarn’d before in my life: and
I paid nothing for it neither, but was paid for my lear-
ning.
Bar. Out alas (Sir) cozenage meere cozonagc. :
Seen a Sexta .

Hojl. Where be roy horfes? fpeakc well of them var-

letto.
Bar. Run away with the cozoners: for fo foone as Enter Fenton , Hojl.
Icame beyond Eaton, they threw me off, from bchinde Hojl. Matter Fenton, talke not to nice, mvmindeis
oneofthem,in afloughofmyre; and fet fpurres, and heauy : giue oucr all.
1 will

away; lik^ three Germane-diuds ; three ‘Doctor Fau- Fen. Yet heare me fpeakc aflift me in my purpofe :

*
Jlafes. And (as I am a gentleman) ile giue thee
gone but to meete the Duke (villaine)
Ho/?. They arc A hundred pound in gold, more then your Ioffe.
doe not fay they : Germanes are honeft men,
betted Hojl. I will heare you(Mafter Fenton) and
I will (at
Fuan. Where is mine Hojl} the lcaft) kcepeyour counfell.
Hojl. What is the matter Sir ? Fen. From time to time,I haue acquainted you
Euan. Haue a care of your entertainments : there is a With tiiedearc loue I beare to faire Anne Page,
friendof mine come to Towne, telsmee there is three Who,niutually, hath anfwer’d my affedion,
Cozcn-Iermans.that has cozend all the Bojls of^eadins, (So farre forth, as her
felfe might be her choofer)

of Maidenhead] of Cale-brookc, of horfes and money : I Euen to my wifh ; I haue a letter from her
tell you for good will (looke you) you are wile, and full Of filch contents, as you will wonder at
of gibes, and vlouting-ftocks : and ’tis not conuenient The mirth whereof, fo larded with my matter,
you fhould be cozoned. Fare you well. That neither (fingly) can be manifefted
Cai. Vcr’is mine Hejlde Iartecre ? Without the fhew of both fat Faljlaffe :

Hojl. Here(Mafter Doltor) in perplcxitie,and doubt- Hath a great Scene the image of the iett
;

full delemma. lie fhow you here at large (harke good mine Hojlf)

Cai. I cannot tell vac is dat : but it is tell-a-me, dae T o night at Hernes-Okt, iuft ’twixt twelue and one,
you make grand preparation for a Duke delamanie by * Muftfny fweet A^prefenr the Faerie- Queene :
my trot : der is no Duke that the Court is know, fco The purpofe why, is here in which difguife :

come : I tell you for good will : adieu. V Vhile other lefts are fomething ranke on foote.
Hojl. Huy and cry, (villaine) goe : affifl me Knight, Her father hath commanded her to flip
am vndone fly, run : huy, and cry (villaine) 1 am vn-
: Away with Slender, and with him,at Eaton
done. Immediately to Marry She hath confented :
: Now Sir,
Fal. I would all the world might be cozond, for I Her Mother, (eucn flrong againtt that match

me.*
hauebeenc cozond and beaten too: if it fhould come And firme for Dodor Cairn) hath appointed
to the care of the Court,how I haue beene transformed; That he fliall likewife Aiuffle her away.
and how my transformation hath becne wafhd, and While other fports are tasking of their mindes,
cudgcld, they would melt mecoutof my fat drop by And at the Deanrj, where a Priejl attends
drop, and liquor Fifhermens-boots with I warrant *
Straitmarry her to this her Mothers ploc
:

they would whip me with their fine wits, till I were as She feemingly obedient) likewife hath
creft-falneas a dride-peare : Ineuer profper’d, fince I Made promife to the Dollar Now, thus it refts. :

forfwore my felfe at Primero my winde were

well, if Her Father meanes fhe fliall be all in white
but long enough; I would repent: Now? Whence come And in that habit, when Slender fees his time
you? To take her by the hand, and bid her goe,
Qui. From the two parties forfooth. Shefhal! goe with him: her Mother hath intended
Fal. The Diuell take one partic, and his^Dam the (The better to deuote her to the Dottor\
other: and fo they Chall be both beftowed; Ihauefuf- For they mud all be mask’d, and vizarded)
That
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That quaint in greene, (he be loofe en-roab’d,
(hall
With Ribonds-pcndant, flaring ’bout her head j
The Merry Jf^iues ofWindfor
we know one another.
Shal. That’s
.

good too: But what needes either your

3
And when the Doclor fpies his vantage ripe, Mum, or her Budget? The white will decipher her well
To pinch her by the hand, and on that token, enough. It hath ftrooke ten a’clockc.
The maid hath giuen conient to go with him. Page. Thenight is darke, Light and Spirits willbe-

Hoft. Which meanes (lie todeceiue ? Father, or Mo- come itwel : Heauen profper our fport. No man means
ther. cuill but the dcuill,and we (hal know him by his homes.
Ten. Both (my good Hoft) to go along with me Lets away : follow me. Exeunt.
And hcere it refts, that you’l procure the Vicar n 10 Tin - T.Ci
To flay for me at Church, ’twixttweluc, and one,' :
—
;
*
. >
1
I
1

—— j!

And in thelawfuil name of marrying,

To giue our hearts vnited ceremony.
Scena Tertia •
Haft,Well, husband your deuice; lie to the Vicar,
Bring you the Maid, you (hall not lackc a Pr iefl.
Ten. So (hall 1 cuermore be bound to thee Enter Mift. Page,\ Mift. Ford, Caitu.
Befidcs, lie make a prefent rccompence. Exeunt
Mift. Page. M r
Do<flor,my daughter is in green, when
you fee your time, take her by the hand, away with her
to the Deanerie, and difpatch it quickly go before into
Atlus Quintus. ScccnaTama the Parke: we two mufl go together.
:

Cat. 1 know vat I haue to do, adieu.

Mift Page.Fzre you well (Sir;) my husband will not
Enter Falftofe, Quickly, and Ford. reioyce lo much at the abufc of Falftaffe, as he will chafe
at the Do&ors marrying my daughter : But ’tis no mat-

Falt Pre’chce no more pratling : go, lie hold, this is ter; better a little chiding, then a great deale of hcart-

the third time : I hope good lucke lies in oddc numbers: breakc.
Away, go, they lay there is Diuinity in odde Numbers, Mift.Ford. Where is Nan now? and her troop ofFai-
r
either in naciuity, chance, or death ; away. ries? and the Wclch-dcuill Herne?
Jfai. lie prouide you a chaine, audilcao whatl
can Mift. Page. They arc all couch’d in a pit hard by Heines
to get youapaireof homes. baY Oake, with obfeur’d Lights which at the very inftant
;

Fall. Away fay, time wearcs, hold vp your head &

I of FalJhijJ'es and our meeting,they will at once difplay to
mince. How now M. Broome l Mailer Broome, themat- thenight.
be knowne ;o night, or neuer. Bee you in the
ter will Mift.Ford. That cannot choofe but amaze him.
Parke about midnight, at Hernes-Oake, and youfhali Mtft.Page. If he be not amaz’d he will be mock’d : If
fee wonders. he be amaz’d,he will eucry way be mock’d#
Ford. Went you not to her yeflerday (Sir)as you told Mift.Ford. W ee’ll betray him finely.

me you had appointed ? Mtft.Page . Againft filch Lcwdfters,and their lechery,

Tal. Iwcnttoher(Mafter£ra>»zc) as, you Ice,
likea Thole that betray them, do no treachery.
poore-old-man, bucl came from her (Mafter Broome) Mift.Ford, The home diawes-on : to the Oake, to the
like a poorc-old-woman fame knaue {lord hir huf-
;
that Oake. Exeunt,
band) hath the fineft mad diuell of leaioufie m him(Ma-
,

fter /Jr«i?»« )thateuergouern d Frenfie. I

, will tell yon,

he beate me greeuoufly, in the fhape ot 3 woman:|(for in

the (hape of Man (Mafter Broome) I tearc]not Goliah

Scena Quarta
with a Weauers beame, becauie I know alfo, life is a

Shuttle) I am in haft, go along with mee, He tell you ail

(Mafter Broome:) fincc IplucktGeefe, plaice Trewant, Enter Euans and Fairies.
and whipcTop, I knew not what’twas to be beaten, till Euans. Trib,trib Fairies :Cotue, and remember your
lately. Follow mee, lie tell you (Range things of this parts : be paid (I pray you) follow me into the pit, and

knaue Ford, on whom to night I will be reuenged, and I when I giue the watch-’ords, do as I pid you ; Come,
will deliucr his wife into your hand . Follow, ftraungc come, trib,trib. Exeunt
things in hand (M. Broome) follow. Exeunt

Scena Quinta.
Scena Secunda .
Enter Falftaffe, Miftris Page, (JMiFlris Ford, Euans,
Enter P age. Shallow ft Under. Arne Page, Fairies, Page, Ford, Quickly,
Slender, Fenton, Cains, TiSloH.

Come, come: wee’ll couch i’th Caftle-ditch, Tal. The Wmdfor-bell hath ftrokc-twclue ::the Mi-
Page.
till wc fee the light of our Fairies. Remember foil Slen- nute drawes-on: Now the hot-bloodied-Gods affift me:
der, my Remember lou», thou was’t a Bull for thy Eurepa,Loue
Slat. I haue fpoke with her, &wchaue
forfooth, I fet on thy homes. OpowcrfullLouc, that in lbme re-
a nay*word, howto know one another. I come
to her fpefts makes a Beaft a Man in foro ©ther,a Man a bcaft.
:

Budget, and by that You were alfo (Iupiter) a Swan, for the louc of Leda : O
in white, and cry Mum; (he cries
omnipotent
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The Mmy Wines of Windfor.

»

omnipotent Loue, how nere the God drew to the com- Buckled below faire Knight-hoods bending knee
pletion of a Goofe : a fault done firft in the forme of a Fairies vfe Flowres for their charaiftcrie.

beaft,(0 loue, a beaftly fault: ) and then another fault, Away, difperfe : But till ’tis one a clocke.
in the femblance ofaFowle, thinke on’t (loue) a fowle- Our Dance of Cuftome, round about the Oke
fault. When Gods haue hot backes, what fhall poore Of Herne the Hunter, let vs not forget. (fcc
men do ? For me, I am heere a Windfor Stagge, and the Suan.Ptay you lock hand in hand.-your felues in
order
fattcft(I thinke) i’th Forreft. Send me a coole rut-time And twenty glow-wormes fhall our Lanthorncs bee
(loue) or who can blame me to pifle my Tallow? Who To guide our Meafure round about theTree.
comes heere i my Doc ? But ftay, I fmell a man of middle earth.
CWJord. Sir Iohni Art thou there (my Deere?) Fal. Heauens defend me from that Wei fh Fairy,

Mymale-Deere? Leaft he transformc me to a peece of Cheefe.

Fal. My Doc, with the blacke Scut ? Let the skie Fiji. Vilde worme, thou waft ore-look’d euen in
thy J
raine Potatoes : let it thunder, to the tune of Greene- birth.

flccues, haile-kiffifig Comfits, and fnow Eringoes Let : %h.. With Triall-fire touch me his finger end :

therccomcatempeftofprouocation, Iwillfiielter mee If he be chafte, the flame will backe defeend

heere. :
And turne him to no paine : but if he ftart.
M. Ford. Miftris Page is come with me(fweet hart.) It is theflefh of a corrupted hart.

Fal. Diuide me like a brib’d.Bucke,each a Haunch Pift. A trial!, come.

I will keepe my Tides to my felfe, my fhoulders for the Ena. Come: will this wood take fire?
fellow of this walkc ; and my homes I bequeath your Fal. Oh, oh, oh.
husbands. Am I a Woodman, ha ? Speake I \\Ve Herne Qui. Corrupt, corrupt, and tainted in defire.
the Hunter? Why, now is Cupid a child of confcicnce, About him (Fairies) fing a fcornfull rime,
he makes reftitution. As 1 am a true fpirit,we!comc. And as you trip, itill pinch him to your time.
M.Page. Alas, what noife?
M.Ford. Heauen forgiue our finnes.i The Song.
Fal. ,W.hat fhould this be ? Fie on ftnnefutl pbantafte ’Eie on Luft, and Luxurie
Ad.Ford.M.Page. Away, away; Lnft Is bttt a bloudjt fire, kindledwith vnckaSd: deftre.
Fal. I thinke the diuellwil not haue me damn’d, Fed in heart whofe flames aft ire,
(

Lead the oyle that’s in me fhould fet hell on fire; r thoughts do blow them higher and higher. {

He would ncuer elfe croffe me thus. Pinch him ( Fairies) mutually : Pinch him for his villanie.
Enter Fairies. Pinch him, and burne him and turne him about,
,

Qnf. Fairies blacke, gray, grcene,and white,

1 - 1
Tid Candles, (ft Star-light , & UWeone-fhine be out.
YouMoone-fhine reuellers,and fhadcs of night.
You Orphan heires of fixed deftiny. Page. Nay do not flye, I thinke we haue watcht you
Attend your office, and your quality. How.- Will none but Herne the Hunter feme your
Crier Hob-goblyn, make the Fairy Oyes. turne ?

Pift.' Elues, lift your names Silence you aicrytoyes.

: M. Pagt,\yxiy you come, hold vp the ij^I no higher.
Cricket, to Windfor-chimnies fhalt thou leape Now (good Sir Iohn) how like you Windfor wines ?
Where fires thou find’ft vnrak’d, and hearths vnfwept. See you thefe husband ? Do not thefe faire yoakes
There pinch the Maids as blew as Bill-berry, Become the Forreft better then the TowneV
Our radiant Queene, hates Sluts,and Sluttery. Ford. Now Sir, whofe a Cuckold now?
Fal. They are Fairies,he that fpcaks to them fhall die, M Broome, Fa/flaffes a Knaue,a Cuckoldly knaue,
*

He winke,and couch No man their worker muft eie.

:
Heere are
his homes Mafter 'Broome

£u. Wher’s 2?fizV?Goyou,and where you find a maid M

And after Broome, he hath enioyed nothing of Fords,
That ere fhe fleepe has thrice her prayers faid, but his Buck-basket, his cudgell, and twemy pounds of
Raife vp the Organs of her fantafie, M
money, which muft be paid to r Broome, his horfes are
Sleepc fhe as found as carelefle mfancie, arrefted for it, r
Broome. M
But thofe as fleepe, and thinke not on their fins, M.Ford. Swlobn, wehauehad ill lucke weecould :

Pinch them armes, legs, backes, fhoulders, Tides, & Thins. neuer meete I will neuer take you for my Loue* againe,
:

ftfu. About, about: but I will alwayes count you my Deere.

Search Windfor Caftle(EIues)within,and out. FaU Ido begin to pereeiue that I am made an Afle.
Strew good lucke (Ouphes) on euery f'acred roome. Ford.l,andanOxetoo: both the proofes are ex-
That it may ftand till the perpetuall doomc, tant.
In ftate as wholfome, as in ftatc ’tis fir, Fal. And thefe are not Fairies:
Worthy the Owner, and the Owner it. I was three or foure times in the thought they were not
ThefeuerallChaires of Order, lookeyou fcowre Fairies, and yet the of my minde, the lodaine
guiltineffe
With iuyceofBalme ; and euery precious flowre. furprize of my powers, drouc the groflenefle qf the fop-
Each faire Inftalment, Coate, and feu’rall Crcft, pery into a receiu’d belcefc, indefpightof the teeth of
With loyall Blazon, eucrmore be bleft. all rime and reafon, that they were Fairies-. See now
And Nightly-meadow-Fairies, looke you fing how wit may be made a Iacke-a-Lent,when *tis vpon ill
Like to the GSrrcrj-Compafle, in a ring, imployment.
Th’expreflure that it beares: Greene let it be, [
Fuant. Sit Iohn Falflaffe, ferue Got, and lcaue your
Mote fertile-frefh then all the Field to fee defires,and Fairies will not pinfc you.
And, Hony Soit Jjjhti Mal-y -Pence, write Ford. Well faid Fairy Hugh.
In Emrold-tufFes, Flowres purple, blcw,and white. Euans Andleaueyou your iealouzies too, I pray
Like Saphire-pearlc,and rich embroideric. you.
Ford.
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6o The ?Tv£erry Wines of Windfor.

( Ford. I will neuermiftruft my wife againe, till thou Page. Vponmy life then, you tooke the wrong.
art able to woo her in good English. Slen. Whatneede you tell me that ? I think fo,wben
Haue I laid my braine in the Sun, and dri’de it,
Fal. I tooke a Boy for a Girle Ifl had bene married to him,
that wants matter to preuent fo grofie ore-reaching as
it (for all he was in woman* apparrell) I would not
haue
this ? Am I ridden with a W
elch Goate too? Shal Ihaue had him.
a Coxcombc of Frize ? Tis time I were choak’d with a Page. Why this is your owne folly.
peece of toafted Cheefc. Did not I tell you how you fhould know my daughter.
Ett. Seefe is not good to giue putter; your belly is al By her garments ?
putter. Slen. I went to her in greene, and cried
Mum, and
and Putter? Haue I liu’d to Hand at the
Fal, Seefe, fhe cride budget, as tsfnne and I had appointed, and
yet
;
taunt of one that makes Fritters of EnghHi ? This is c- it was not &/tf»»e,but a Poft-mafters boy.

f nough to be the decay of luft and late-walking through Mt si. Page. Good George be not angry
, I knew
of
theKealme. your purpole: turn’d my daughter into white,
andin-
Mtft.Page. Why Sir Io!sn } do you thinke though wee deede fhe is now with the Doftorat thcDeanric,
and
would haue thruft vertueoutof our hearts by the head there married.
and fhoulders, and haue giuenourlelues without feru- Cat. Vcr is Miftris Page : by gar I am cozoned,
I ha
ple to hell, that eucr the deuill could haue made you our married oon Garloon,a boy ; oon pcfant,by gar. boy, A
delight ? it is not An Page
by gar,I am cozened.
,

Ford. What, a hodge-pudding ? Abag offhx cM.Page. Why? did you take her in white ?
Mtfi.Tage. Apuftman? Cai. I bee gar, and ’tis a boy : be ear, lie raife
all
Page. Old, cold, wither’d, and ofintollerablc cn- Wind lor.
trailcs ? Ford. This is ftrange : Who hath got the right Anne
Ford. And ope that is as flandcrous as Sathan ? Page. My heart mifgiucs me, here come* M r
Fenton.
Page. And as poore as lob ? Flow now M r Fenton ?
Ford. And as wicked as his wife? Anne. Pardon good fathcr ;
good my mother pardon
Suan. and to Taucrnes,
And giuen to Fornications, Page. Now Miftris:
and Sacke, and Wine, and Methcglins, and to drinkings How chance you went not with M 1
Slender}
and lwearings, and flarings ? Priblcs and prables ? M.Vage. Why went you not with M r
Do£tor, maid?
.. Fal. am your Theame you haue the ftart of
Well, I : Fen. You do amaze her
hcare the truth of it,
:

me, 1 amdeic&ed I am not able to anlwcr the Welch

: Y ou would haue married her mod fhamefully.
Flannell , Ignorance it felfe is a plummet or erne, vie roe Where there was no proportion held in loue
as you will. The truth is, flie and I (long fincc contracted)
Marry Sir, wee’l bring you to Windforto one
Ford. At e now fo furethat nothing can diftolue vs*
M Broome, that you haue cozon’d of money, to whom
1 Th'offence is holy, that fhe hath committed,
you fhould haue bin a Pander ouer and abouc chat you : And this deceit loofes the name of craft.
haue fuffer’d, I thinke, to repay that money will be a bi- Of difobedience, orvnduteous title,
ting affhClion. Since therein fhe doth euicate and fhun
Page. Yet be cheerefull Knight: thou (halt eat a pof- A thoufand irreligious curfed houres
fet to night at my houfe, vvher 1 will defire thee to laugh Which forced marriage would haue brought vpon her.
at my wife, that now laughes at thee : Tell her M 1
Slen- Ford. Stand not amaz’d, here is noremedie:
der hath married her daughter. In Loue, the heauensthcmfelues do guide the ftate,
TrhJl.Page. Dolors doubt that ; Money buyes Land$,and wiues are fold by fate.
If Anne Page be my daughter, fhe is (by this) Do&our Fal. I am glad, though you haue tanc a fpecial Hand
Cains wife. to fh ike at me, that your Arrow hath glanc’d.
Slen. Whoa hoe, hoe. Father Tage. Page. Well, what remedy ? Fenton. Beaucn giue thee-
rage. Sonne? How now ?How now Sonne, ioy, what cannot be efchew’d,muft be embrac’d.
Haue you difpatch’d ? Fal. When night-dogges run, all forts of Deere are
Slen. Difpatch’d? He make the bed in’ Glofterfliire chac’d.
know on’t would : I were hang’d la, elfc. Mift.Page. W
ell, I will mule no further : M r
Fenton,
Page. Of what fonne ? Heauen giue you many, many merry daye*
Slen. I came yonder at Eaton to marry Miftris Anne Good husband, let vs eaery one go home,
Page, and fhe’s a great lubberly boy. If it had not bene And laugh this fport ore by a Councric fire,
i’th Church, I would haue fwing’d him, orheelhouid ,
Sir and all.

haue Twing’d me. If I did not thinke it had bcene Anne Ford. Let it be fo (Sir Itbn:)
Page would I might ncuer ftirre,and ’tis a Poft-mafters T o Mafter Broome, you yet fhall hold your word.
Boy. For he, to night, fhall lye with Miftris ford: Sxemt

FINIS.
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M E A S V R E,
For Mcafure.
*A Um primus, Scena prima.
T o one that can my part in him aduertife
Enter Duke, Efcxlus 1 Lords , Hold therefore Angelo
In our rcmoue,be thou at full, our felfe :
Duke. Mortallitie and Mcrcic in Vienna
s^EZScaltet. Line in thy tong.ue,and heart : Old Efcalm
Efc. My Lord. (fold, Though fit ft in queliion, is thy fecondary.
Duf OfGouernmen^che properties to vtji- Take thy Commiilion.
Would feeme in me t’aifetl Ipeech difcouric. Ang. Now good my Lord * T

Since I am put to know,ttiac your owne Science Let there be Lome more teft.made of my mettle.
Excecdes (in that) the lifts of all aduice Before lo noble, and fo great a figure
My ftrength can giue you : Then no more remainc* Be ftamp'c vpon it.
But your fuftkiency,as your worth is able,
that, co Dnk. Nomoreeuafion:
And let them worke * The nature of our People, We haue with a leauen’d,and prepared choice
Our Cities Infiitutions , and the Tcrmes Proceeded to you ; therefore take your honors
For Common Iuftice,y’are as pregnant in Our hafte from hence is of fo quicke condition,
As Art, and pra&ife.hath inriched any That it prefers it felfe, 8nd leaues vnqueftion’d
That we remember T here is our Commiffion, Matters of needfull value We
fliall write to you
:

From which, we would not haue you warpe ; call hither, As time, and our concernings fliall importune,
r lay, bid come before vs Angelo : How it goes with vs, and doe looke to know
What figure of v.s thinke you,he will beare. What doth befall you here. So fare you well
For you muft know, we haue with fpcciall foule T o th’ hopefull execution doe I leauc y ou,
Eledtedhim our abfence to fupply ; Ofyour Commillions.
Lent him our terror,dreft him with our loue. Ang. Yet giue leaue (my Lord,)
And giuen his Deputation all the Organs T hat vve may bring you fomething on the way.

Ofourownepowre: What thinke you of it ? Duf My hafte may not admit it.
Bfc. Ifany inViennabeoS worth Nor neede you (on mine honor) haue to doc
To vndergoe fuch ample grace,and honour. With any Icruple your fcope is as mine owne.
:

It is Lord Angelo . So to inforce,orqualifie the Lawcs

As to your foule feemes good : Giue me your hand,
Enter Angelo. 1

llepriuily away • I loue the people.

Dak. Looke where he comes. But doe not like to ftage me to their eyes
Ang. Alwayes obedient to your Graces wil^ Though it doe well, I doe not rellifh welf
I cpme to know your plcafurc. Their lowd applaufc.and Aucs veheuftnt
Duke. Angelo Nor doe I thinke the man of iafe diferetion
y .

-There is a kindeofChara&er in thy life. That do’s afteft it. Once more fare you well.
That to th’obferucr, doth thy Hiftory Ang. T he hcauens giue fafs&y to your purpofes.
Fully vnfold : Thy felfe,and thy belongings Bfc. Lead forth ,
and bring you backe in happi-
Are not thine owne fo proper,as to wade nefle. , Exit..

Thy felfe vpon thy vertues ; they on thee Dnkj Ithankeyou,fareyou well,
Heaucn doth with vs, as wc,with T orches doe, . Efc. I fhall defire you, Sir,to giu^ me leaue
Not light them for themfelues : For if our vertu,cs To haue freefpeech with you and me ;
it coacernes
Did not goe forth of vs, ’twcrc all alike To looke into thebottomeof my place-
As. if we hadjhem not Spirj^are qot finely touch’d.
: A powre I haue, but of what ftrength and nature,
But to fine ifluesi np r nature neiier lends I acnnoryctinftrudled.
(

The fraalleft fcruplc of her excellence, Ang* in fo with me Let vs with-draw together,
:
1

But like athrifry goddefTc.nie dqtyrcnipcs And we may foone our fatisfaiftion haue
Her felfe the glory of a creditour, Touching that point.
Both thanks,and vfc; but I do ben'dfmy fpcech Bfc. 11c Wait vpon your honor. Exeunt.
F Scorns.
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I .Gent. Claudio to prifon ? ’tis not fo.
'Bawd. Nay, but Iknow ’tis fo 1faw him arrefted
Scena Secunda. faw him carried away and which
:

: is more , within thefc

three daies his head to be chop’d of.
Luc. But, after all this fooling,! would not haue it fo:
Enter Eticio, and two other Gentlemen Art thou fure of this ?
hue. If che Duke, with the other Dukes, come not to Bawd. I am too fure of it: and it is for getting Madam
compofition with the King of Hungary ,why then all the htlietta with childc.
Dukes fall vpon the King. Luc. Beleeue me this maybe: he promis’d tomeete
i . Gent. Heduen grant vs its peace, but not the King me two howres fince, and he was eucr precifc in promife
of Hungaries. keeping.
1. Gent. Amen. l.Gent. Bcfides you know, it drawes fomthingneere
Luc. Thou eondud’ft like the San&imonious Pirat, to the fpeech we bad to fuch a purpofe.
that fea with the ten Commandemcnts, but
went to i <jent
. But moft of ail agreeing with the proclamatio.
ferap’done out of the Table. Luc. Away: let’s goelearne the truth of it. Exit.
2 Gent. Thou fhalt not Steale?
.
Bawd. Thus, what with the war ; what with the fweat,
Luc. I, that he raz’d. what with the gallowes, and what with pouerty, I am
l.Cjent. Why?’twasacommandement, to command Cuftom-fhrunke. Hownow ? what’s the newes with
the Captaine and all the reft from their functions : they you. Enter Clewne.
put Torch to fteale : There’s not a Souldier of vs all, that Cl». Yonder man is carried to prifon.
in the thankf-giuing before mcatc.do rallifli the pecition B aw. Well what has he done? :

well, that praies for peace. Clo. A Woman.

Incuetheardany Souldier diflike it.
i.Cfent, Baw. But what's his offence?
Luc, I for Ithinkechou neuerwas’c
beleeue thee :
Clo. Groping for Trowts.in a peculiar Riuer.
where Grace was faid. Baw. What ? is there a maid with child by him ?
l.Gent. No ? a dozen times at leaft. Clo. No but there’s a woman with maidby him
: :
I .Gent. What ? In mecter ? you haue not heard of the proclamation, hauc you ?
hue. In any proportion or in any language. .
Baw. What proclamation, man?
l.Cjent. I thinke, or in any Religion. C‘ow. Allhowfesin the Suburbs of Vienna muftbee
Luc. I, why not ?Grace,is Grace, defpight of all con- pluck’d downc.
trouerfie: as for example; Thou thy felfe art a wicked Bawd. And what ftiali become ofthofe in the Citic?
villaine, defpight of all Grace. Clow. They fhall ftand for feed : they had gon down
i .Gent. Well: there went but apaire of fheercsbe- to,but that a wife Burger put in for them.
tweenevs. Bawd. But fhall all our houfes of refort in the Sub-
Luc. I grant: as there may betweene the Lifts, and urbs be puld downe ?
the Veluec. Thou art the Lift. Clow.To the ground, Miftris.
l.Gent. And thou the Vcluct; thou art good veluet; Bawd. Why hcere’s a change indeed in the Common-
thou’rt a three pild-peece warrant thee: I had as liefe
I wealth what fhall become of me ?
:

be a Lyft ofan Englifti Kerfey, asbepil d, as thou art Clow. Come feare not you: good Counfellors lacke
:

pil’d, for a French Vcluct. Do 1 fpeake feelingly now? no Clients: though you change your place, youneedc
Luc. 1 thinke thou do’ft and indeed with nioft pain- :
not change your Trade bee your Tapfter ftill ; cou-
: lie
full feeling of thy fpeech I will, out of thine owne con-
:
on you ; you that haue
rage, there will bee pitty taken
feffion.learne to begin thy health; buc,whilftl liue for- worne your eyes almoft out in the fcruice, you will bee
get to drinke after thee. confidcred.
i hauc done my felfe wrong, haue I not?
.Gen. I think I Bawd. What’s to doe hecrc, Thomas Tapfter? let’s
l.Gent Yes, that thou haftjwhcthcr thou art tainted,
. withdraw?
or free. Enter Bawde. Clo. Here comes Signior Claudio, led by the Prouoft
Lwr.Bchold, behold, where WiAzmMitigation comes. to prifon : and there’s Madam lulitt. Exeunt .
I haue purchaf d as many difeafes vnder her Roofe,

As come to
l.Gent. To what.I prays 1

Scena Tertia .

Luc. Iudge.
l.Gent. To three thoufand Dollours a yeare. Enter Prouofi , CUudio,Iul>et, Officers, Lucittf l.Gent.
l.Gent. I,and more. C/a. Fellow, why do’ft thou fhow me thus to th’wofld?
Luc. A French crowne more. Bearc me to prifon, where I am committed.
l.Gent. Thou art alwayes figuring difeafes in me;but Pro. I do it not in cuill difpoficion ,
thou art full of error, l am found. But from Lord dAngelo by fpcciall charge.
Luc. Nay, not (as one would fay ) healthy : but fo Clau. Thus can the demy-god(Authority)
found, as things that are hollow ; thy bones are hollow; Make vs pay downc, for our offence, by waight
Impiety has madeafeaftofthee. The words of heauen ;,on whom it will, it will.
l.Gent. How now, which of your hips hasthemeft On whom it will not (foe) yet ftill 'tis iuft, (ftrainr.
profound Ciatica ? Luc. Why how now Claudio t whence comes this re-
Bawd. Well, well : there’s one yonder arrefted, and Cla From too much liberty, (my Lucie) Liberty
%

carried to pi fon,wns worth fiue thoufand of you all. As furfet is the father of much faft.
l Gent. Who’s that I pray’thec? So cucry Scope by the immoderate vfe
Bawd. Marry Sir, that’s Claudio, S'tgmox paudic^ Turnes to reftraint Our Natures doepurfuc :

like
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Meafurefor Meafum
;f;A
Like Rats that rauyn downctheh-properBa'rte, Luc. Within two houres.
A thirfty cuM, aW whefrwedfirike', we die. [la. Conte Officer, away. Exeunt.
\
Luc. If I could fpeaTfcio wifely vrideran a r reft , I
would fend for eertaine bfmy Creditors and yet,tofay .-

the truth, I had as lief hafie the foppery of freedome , as

the mortality of imprifotirrsehc :
r
what S- thy offence ScenaQuarta •
Claudio ?

CU, What (but to fpeake of) wotild Offend againe.

»novJ Enter Duke and Frier Thomeu.
Luc. Whatj is’t murder?^ 4
1

'

cu. No. 7
°y v
•
,!
Duke No
holy Father,ihrow away that thought
•’

'
: ; “ :l ‘ - '
Bcleeue not that the dribling dart of Louc
Luc. Lecherie ?
CU. Call i?W. Can pierce a compleat bofome : why, I defire thee
Pro. Away, Sir, you-fou-ft gbe. V.-i fii
To giue me lecret harbour, hath a purpofe
[la. On^^OTd,go6'd;fti?nd: More graue,and wrinkled,then the aimes, and ends
Lucto y a word With you.
!

Of burning youth.
DOB, IK Fri. May your Grace fpeake ofit?
Luc. A hundred
If they'll doe you any good 1 s Lechery (d look’d after : ? Du[. My holy Sir, none better knowes then you
Cla. Thus Hands it with me :vpon a.true contract How I haue euer lou'd the life remoued

I got poffelfion of lulietas Bed, And held in idle price, to haunt aflemblics
You know th^Lady,llieis faff my wife, Where youth, and c6ft,witlefie brauery keepes.
Saue thatwe doe the denunciation lacke I haue deliuerd to Lora esfnge/o

Of outward Order. This we came not to, (A man offtridlureand fir me abFtincnce)
Onely for propogation of a Ddwre My abfolute power, and place here in Vienna,
Remaining in the Coffer of hcr-friends, And he fuppofes me trauadd to Toland,
From whom we thought it meet to hide our Lone (For fo 1 haue ftrewd it in the common care)
TillTimehad made them for vs. But itchances And fo it is rcceiu’d ; Now (pious Sir)
The ftealth of our moft mutuall entertainment You will demand ofmc,why I dd this.
With Chara£ter too groffe, is writ on luliet, Fri. Gladly, my Lord.
Luc. With childc, perhaps? Dukj We haue Uriel Statutes, and mofl biting Laws,
Cla. Vnbappely,euen fo. (The needfull bits and curbcs to headftrong weedes.)
And the new Deputie, now for the Duke, Whichfor this fourerecne ycSres, we haue letflip,
Whether it be the fault and giimpfe of newncs, Euenlike an ore-growne LyoninaCaue
Or whether that thebody publique, be That goes not out to prey : Now, as fond Fathers,
A horfe whereon the Gouernor doth ride. Hauing bound vp the threading twigs ofbirch,
Who newly in the Seate, that may know it Onely to fticke it in their childrens fight,
He can command ; lets it ftrait feele the fpur ; For terror,not to vfe in time the rod:

Whether the Tirranny be in his place, More mock’d, then fear’d fo our Decrees, :

Or in his Eminence that fills it vp Dead to infliction, to themfclues are dead.

I flagger in But this new Gouernor
: And libertie, plucks lullice by the nofe
Awakes me all the inrolled penalties The Baby beates the Nurfe,and quite ath w ait
Which haue (like vn-fcowr’d Armor) hung by th’wall Goes all decorum.
So long, that ninteene Zodiacks haue gone round, Fri. Itrefted inyourGracc
And none of them beene worne ; and for a name To vnloofe this tyde-vp Iuftice,when you pleafd
Now puts the drowfie and neglected A<51 And it in you more dread/ull would haue film'd
. Frefhly on me name.
: 'tis furely for a Th en in Lord Angelo,
Luc. I warrant it is And chy head (lands fo tickle on : Dul^. I doe feare : too dreadfull
thy fhoulders, that a miike-maid/if fhebcinloue, may Sith’twasmy fauic,to giue the people fcope,
figh it off Send after the Duke, and appeale to him.
: T would be my tsrrany to (trike and gall them.
Cla. I haue done fo, but hee’s not to be found. For what Ibid them doe For,we bid this be done
:

I pre’chee (Lucia) doe me this kindc feruice .•

When euill deedes hauetheirpermiffiuepafle,
This day, my filler fhould the Cloyfter enter, And not the punifhment therefore indeede (my father)
:

And there recciue her approbation. Ihaue on Angelo impos’d the office,
Acquaint her with the danger of my' (late. Who may in th’ambufh of my name,firikc home.
Implore her, in my voice, that (he make friends And yer,my nature neuer in the fighc
T o the ftri£t deputie bid her felfe allay him, : To do in (lander And to behold his fway
:

I haue grear hope in that for in her youth : I of your Order,

will, as ’twere a brother
There is a prone and fpecchlefle dialed!. Vifitboth Prince,and People Thereforelprc’thec :

Such as moue men befide,fhe hath profperous Arc

: Supply me with the habit,and mftru£t me
When (he will play with reafon, anddifeourfe, How may formally in perfonbeare
l

And well (he canperfwade. Like a true Frier : Moe reafons for this action
Luc. I pray fhee may ; afwell for the encouragement At our more leyfure,fttall I render you
of the like, which el fe would fland vnder grccuous im- Onely,this one : Lord Angelo is prccifc.

pofition as for the enioy ing of thy life, who I would be

.-
Stands guard with Enuie : fcarce confeflfes
at a
forry fhould bee thus foolifkly loft , at a game of tickc- That his blood flowes : or that his appetite
t3cke: lletoher. .uoy noqv wfi Is more to bread then ftonc : hence fhalj vve fee
Cla. I thanke you good friend Lucia. If power change purpofe : what our Scemcrsbc. Exit.
F z Scaena
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6\ jS$eaJure f<$ Meafure.

(And with full line of his authority )
Gouernes Lord Angelo ; A man.whofc blood
Seem Quinta .
Is very fnow-broth : one, who ncuer feeles
The wanton ftings,and motions of the fence;
But doth rebate, and blunt hisnaturall edge
Enter Ifikell and Franc tfia a Nun. With profits of the minde : Studie,and fail
He (to giue feare to vfe,and libertie.
If*. And haue you Nuns no farther priuiledges ? Which haue,for long,run-by the hideous law.
Nun. Are not chefe large enough? As Myce,by Lyons) hath pickt out an aft,
Ifa. Yes truely ; I fpeake not as defiring more, Vnder whole heauy fence, your brothers life
But rather wifhing a more ftrift reftraint Fals into forfeit : he arrefts him on it.
Vponthc Siftcrftoodjthe Votarifis of Saint Clare. And followcs of the Statute
clofc the rigor
Lucio withm. T o make him an example hope is gone,
: all

Luc. Hoa ? peace be in this place. Vnleflc you haue the grace,
by your faire praicr
Ifa: Who’s that which cals ? T o foften Angelo : And that’s my pith of bufinefie
Nun. It is a mans voice gentle .- IfabelU *T wixt you, and your poore brother.
T urne you the key,and know his bufmefie of him; Ifa. Doth he fo,
You may I may not you at e yet vnfworne
; :
Seeke his life?
When you haue vowd, you muft not fpeake with men, Luc. Has cenfut’d him already,
But in the prefence of the Frioreffe ; And as I hcare,the Prouoft hath a warrant
Then ifyou fp»ake,you rrjufi not fhow your face; For’s execution.
Or ifyou fhow your face, you muft not fpeake: Ifa. Alas: what poore
He cals againe : I pray you anfwere him. Abilitic’s in me, to doe him good.
Ifa. Peace and profperitie: who is’t that cals/ Luc. Allay the powre you haue.
Luc. Haile Virgin, (ifyou be) as thofe cheeke-Kofcs Ifa. My power? alas, I doubt.
Proclaimc you arc no lcfle can you fo Iked me,
.• Luc. Our doubts are traitors
As bring me to the fight of I(kbetta, And makes vs loofe good we oft might win.
the
A Nouice of this place, and thefaireSiftet By fearing to attempt Goe to Lord Angelo
:

T o her vnhappic brother Claudio ? And let him learnc to know, when Maidens fue
lfa. Why her vnhappy Brother i Letmcaskc, Men giue like gods but when they weepe and kncele,
:

The rather for I now muft make you know AH their petitions, are as freely theirs
I am that Ifabclla , and his Sifter. As they themfelues would owe them.
Luc. Gentle & t'aire your Brother kindly greets yeu what 1 can doe.
Ifa. lie fee
Not to be weary with you he’s in prifon.
*, Luc. Butfpcedily.
Ifa. Woe me; for what i Ifa. I will about it ftrait;
Luc. For that, which if ray felfc might be his Iudge, No longer Haying, but to giue the Mother
He fhould receiue his punilhment.in thankes .*
Notice of my affaire I humbly thanke you
: :

He hath got his friend with childe. Commend me to my brother : foone at night
Ifa. Sir, make me not your ftorie. lie fend him ccrtaine word of my fucceffe.
Luc.'T is true;I would not, though ’tit my familiar fin. Luc. I take my leaueofyou.
With Maids to feemc the Lapwing, and to ieft Ifa. Good fir,adieu. Exeunt.
Tongue, far from heart play with all Virgins lo ;
:

Ihold you as a thing cn-skied, and fainted.

By your renouncement, an imortall lpirit
And to be talk’d with in fincerity. Jffus Secundus. SccenaTrima .
As with a Saint.
Ifa. You doe blafpheme the good, in mocking me.
Luc. Doe not fewnes, and truth; tisthus,
beleeuc it : Enter Angelo, Efcaltu, andferuants } Iuflice.
Your brother, and haue embrac’d ;
his louer Ang.VJe mull not make a fear-crow ofthe Law,
As thofe that feed, grow full.-as bloffsming Time Setting it vp to feare the Birds of prey.
That from the feednes,the bare fallow brings And let it kcepe one fhape,till cuftome make it
To teeming foyfon euen fo herplenteous wombe
.•
Their pearch, and not their terror.
Expreffeth his lull Tilth, and husbandry. £fc. I, but yet
Ifa. Some one with childe by him? my cofcn Iuliet'i Let vs be keene,and rather cut a little
Luc. Is fhe your cofen? Then fall,and bruife to death : alas,this gentleman
Ift. Adoptedly,as fchoole-maids change their names Whom I would faue,had a mod noble father.
By vaine,though apt affeftion. Let but your honour know
Luc. She it is. (Whom I belecue to be mod ftrait in vertue)
Ifa. Oh, let him marry her. That in the working of your owne affeftions,
Luc. This is the point. Had time coheard with Place, or place with wiibing,
The Duke is very ftrangely gone from hence Or that the refolute afting of out blood
Bore many gentlemen (my l'elfe being one) Could haue attaind th’effeft of your ownepurpofe,
In hand, and hope of aftion : but we doe learnc. Whether you had not femetime in your life
By thofe that know the very Nerues of State, Er’d in this point, which now you cenfurc him.
His giuing-ouc, were of an infinite diftance And puld the Law vpon you.
From his true meant defi gne ; vpon his place. Aug. ’Ti* one thing to be tempted ( Sfcalus)
Another
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| 4 nother thine to fall I not deny : cation,adultery,and all vnclcanlinefle there.

\ Thelury on the Prffoners life
palling Efc. By the womans meanes ?
May in the fwornc-twelue haue a thiefe,or two Elb. I fir,by Miftris Oner-dons meanes: but is fhe fpit
Guiltier then him they try;what’s open made to Iuftice, in his face, fo {bed efide him.
That Iuftice ccizes ; What knowes the Lawes (lo. Sir, if ic pleafe your honor, this is not fo.
Thattheeues do pafle on theeues? ’Tis very pregnant, Elb. Proue it before thefe varlets here, thou honora-
Thelewcll that wefinde,we.ll99pe,ar.dcakc!c, ble man, proueit.
Becaufe we fee it ; but what we doe not fee, Efc. Docyouhcarehowhemifplaces?
We tread vpon,and neuer thinke of it. Clo. Sir, fhe came in great with childe: and longing
You may not lo extenuate his offence. (fauing your honors teuerence) for ftewd prewyns ; fir,

For I haue had fuch faults ;

but rather tell me wc had but two in the houfe, which at that verydiftant
When I, that cenfure him, do fo offend. time flood, as it were in a fruit difh(adifli offome three
Let mine owne ludgement patterne out mv death, pence ;your honours hauefccne fuch difhes)chcy arc not
And nothing come in partiall. Sir,he muft dye. China-di(hes,but very good difties.
Enter Prornfl. Efc. Go too go too : no matter for the difh fir.
:

Efc. Beitasyourwifedome will. Noindeedefirnotofa pin; you are therein in

Clo.

Ang. Where is the Trouojl ? the right hut, to the poinc As 1 fay, this Miftris Elbow
: :
,

Pro. Here if it like your honour. being (as I fay) with childe, and being great bellied, and
Aug, See that Claudio longing (as I faid) for prewyns: and hauing but two in
Be executed by nine to morrow morning. the difh (as I laid) Mailer Froth here, this very man, ha-
Bring him his Confeffor,let him be prepar'd, iling eaten the reft(as I faid)5t(as I fay) paying for them

For that’s the vtmoft of his pilgrimage. very honcilly : for, as you know Mailer Froth ,1 could not
Efc. Well heauenforgiue him; and forgiuc vs
.• all giuc you three pence againc.
Some rife by fnne,and fome by vert tee fall Fro Noindeede.
Some run from brakes ofIce,and anfwere none. Clo. Very well you being then
:
(if you be remem-
And fome condemned for a fault alone. bred) cracking the ftones oftbc forefaid prewyn?.
Enter Elbow Froth , Clowne , Officers.
,
Fro. I,fo 1 did indeede.
Elb. Come, bring them away : if thelcbe good peo- Clo. Why, very well : I telling you then (if you be
Common-vveale, that doc nothing but vfe their
ple in a remembred) that luch a one, and fuch a one, wer e pa!’
abufes in common houfes, I know no law : bring them cure of the thing you wot of,v:ileffe they kept very good
away. diet, as I told you.
Ang, How now Sir, what’s your name l And what’s Fro. All this is true.
the matter ? Clo. Why very w'cll then.
Elb. Ifitpleafe your honour, I am the poore Dukes Efc. Come you are a tedious foole
:
to the purpofe
Conftable, aud my name is Elbow doe leane vpon Iu- ;
I what was done to Elbowes wife, that hee hath caule to
ftice Sir, and doc bring in here before your good honor, complainc of? Comemeto what was done roher.
two notorious Benefactors. Clo. Sir, your honor cannot come to that yet.
Ang. Benefactors? Well: What Benefactors are they? Efc. No fir, nor 1 meane it not,
Are they not MalcfaCtors ? do. Sir, but you fhallcometo it, by your honours
Elb. lfit pleafe your honour, I know not well what leane : And I befeech you, looke into Mailer Froth here
they are: But precifc villaines they are, that I am fureof fir, a man offoure-fcore pound a yeare ; whefe father
and voidofallprophanation in the world, that good died at Hallowmas: Was’t not at HaHowskas Maftet
Chriftians ought to haue. Troth ?
Efc. This comes off well : here’s a wife Officer. Fro. AUhailond-Eue.
Ang. Goe to : What quality ate they of i Elbow is Clo. Why veryI hope here be truthes : he Sir,
well :

• your name? fitting (as Ilower chairc,Sir,’twas in the bunch

fay) in a
Why do’ft thou not fpeake Elbow ? ofGrapes, where indeede you haue a delight to fic,hauc
Clo, He cannot Sir he’s out at Elboi^. : you not?
Ang, What are you Sir? Fro, I haue fo, becaufe it is an open roome,and good
Elb.HeSir taTapfterSir parcell Baud : one that :
for winter.
bad woman w’nofe houfe Sir was (as they fay)
ferues a : Clo. Why very well then : I hope here be truthes.

plucktdowne in the Suborbs: andnowfheeprofeffcs a Ang. This will laft out anighein Pufsia
hot-houfe ; which, I thinke is a very ill houfe too. When nights are longefl there : lie take my leaue,
Efc. How know you that? And leaue you to the hearing of the caufe ;

Elb. My wife Sir? whom I deteft before heauen, and Hoping youlc finde good caufe to whip them all. Exit.
your honour. Efc. I thinke no lelfe good morrow to your Lord-
:

Efc. How ? thy wife? fliip. Now Sir, come on: What was done to Elbowes

Elb. ISir: whom I thanke heauen is an honeft wo- wife, oncemore?

Clo. Once Sir? there was nothing done to her once.
• "
man. .
1 • ;

Efc. Do’ft thou deteft her therefore ? Elfy. I befeech you Sir,aske him what this man did to

Elb. 1 fay fir, I will deteft my felffc alfo,as well as flic, my wife.
that this houfe,if it be not a Bauds houfe,it is pitty of her flo. I befeech your honor,aske me.
life, for it is a naOgHty houfe. Efc.Well fir, what did this Gentleman to her?
Efc. How do’ft tboukhowthat, Conftable? Clo. I befeech you fir, looke in this Gentlemans face:
Elb. Marry fir, by my wife, who,ifftiehadbina wo- good Mafter Froth looke vpon his honor; ’tis for a good
man Cardinally giuen, might haue bin accus’d in forni- purpofe : doth your honor marke his face ?

F 3 Efc.
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Eft. 1 fir, very well. great ; Pompey , you are partly a bawd, Pompey ; howfo-

£ lo Nay, I befeechyoumarkeit well. eueryou colour it inbeingaTapftcr,arevounot? come,

Efc. Well, I doe fo. tell me true, it fhall be the better for you.

Clo. Doth your honor fee any harme in his face ? Clo. T ruly fir, I am a poore fellow that would liue.
Efc, Why no. Efc. How would you Hue Pompey ? by being a bawdf
Cle. He be fuppofu vpon a booke,his face is the worft what doe you thinke of the trade Pompey ? is it a lawful!
thing about him good then: if his face be the worft
:
trade ?

thing about him,, how could Mafter Froth doe the Con- Clo. If the Law woiild allow it, fir.

ftables wife any harme? I would know that of your Efc. But the Law will not allow it Pompey ; nor it
honour. (ball not be allowed in Vienna.
£fc. He’s in the right (Conftable) what fay you to it? Clo. Do’s your Worfhip mcane to geld and fplay all
Elb. Firft, and it like you, the houfe is a refpedled the youth of the City,:
houfe ; next,this is a rclpeifted fellow ;
and his Miftris is Efc. No , Pompey.
arel’pedled woman. Clo. Truely Sir, in my poore opinion they will too’c
(flo. By this hand Sir,his wife is a more rcfpetftcd per- then : if your worfhip will take order for the drabs and
fon then any of vs all. the knaues,you need not to feare the bawds.
Sib. Varlct,thou lyeft; thou lyeft wicked vnrlet: the Efc. There is pretty orders beginning I can tell you:
time is come that fhee was cuer refpctled with
yet to butheading, and hanging.
It is
man,woman,or childc. Clo, Ifyouhcad, and hang all that offend that way
Cla. Sir, {he was tefpecled with him, before he mar- but for ten ycare together ; you’ll be glad to giue out a
ried with her. Commiffion for more heads : if this law hold in Vtenna
Efc. Which is the wifer here ; Inf ice or Ini quit ie ? Is tenyeare, ile rent the faireft houfe in it after three pence
this true ? a Biy if you hue to fee this come to pafie , fay Pompey
:

Elb. O thou caytiffe O thou vatlet O thou wick-

: ; told you fo.
ed Hanniball; I refpeifted with her, before 1 was married Efc. Thanke you good Tompcy ; and inrcquitall of
to her? Ifeuer I was rcfpecled with her, or Hie with me, your pi ophefic, harke you I aduife you let me not finde
:

let not your worfhip tliinke mee the poctc'Dukes Offi- you before me againc vpon any complaint whatfocuer
cer : prone this, thou wicked Hanniball or ile hauc no, not for dwelling where you doe if I doe Pompey I :

mine aftion of battry on thee. fhall beat you to your Tent and prouc a fhrewd Cf/ir
,

Efc. If he tooke you a box ’oth’eare,you might haue to you: in plaine dealing Pompey, fhall hauc you whipt;
your adlionofflandcr too. fo for this time, Pompey Site you well.
Elb. Marry I thankc your good werfhip for it what : Clo. thanke your
I W
orlhip for your good counfell
is’tyour Worfhips plealure I fhall doe with this wick- but follow it as the flefh and fortune fhall better
I fhall
ed Caitiffe ? detcrmine.Wbip me ? no,no, let Carman whip his lade,
Efc. Truly Officer, becaufe he hath feme offences in The valiant heart’s not whipt out ofhis trade. Exit.
him,thatthou wouldft difeouer, if thou couldft, let him Efc. Come hether to me, Mafter Elboxv come hither :

continue in his courles thou knowft what they are.

, till Mafter Conftable : bow long haue you bin in this place
Elb. Marry I thanke your worfhip for it ; Thou feeft ofConftable ?

thou wicked varlet now, what’s come vpon thee. Thou Elb.Seucn yeere, and a halfe fir.
art to continue now thou Varlet,thou art to continue, Efc. I thought by the readineffe in the office, you had
Efc. Where were you borne, friend? continued in it fome time : you fay feauen yeares toge-
Froth. Here in Vienna, Sir. ther.
Efc. Are you of fourclcore pounds a yeere ? Elb. And a halfe fir.

Troth. Y es, and ’t pleafe you fir. Efc. Alas, it hath beene great paincs to you: they do
Efc. So what trade are you of, fir ?
: you wrong to put you fo otr vpon’e. Are there not men
Clo. A Tapfter.a poore widdowesTapftcr. inyour Ward fufficient t® ferue it?
Efc. Your Miftris name? Elb. ’Faith few of any wit in fuch matters as they
fir, :

Clo. Miftris Ouer-don. are chofen, they are glad to choofe me for them ; I do it
Efc. Hath fhe had any more then one husband ? for fome pcece of money,and goe through with all.
Clo. Oner don by the laft.
Nine, fir : Efc. Lookc you bring mee in the names of lome fixe
Efc. Nine? come hether- to me, Mafter ; Mafter or feuen the moft fufficient of your parifh.
,

Froth, I would not li 3 ue you acquainted with Tapfters 5 Elb. To your Worfhipshoufefir?
they will draw you Mafter Froth, and you wil hang them: Efc. To my houfe: fare you well : what’s a clocke,
get you gon, and let me hcare no more ofyou. thinke you s’

Fro. I thanke your worfhip formineownepart , I : IuFl. Eleucn,Sir.

neuer come into any roomein a Tap-houfe, but lam Efc. I pray you home to dinner with me.
drawnein. Juft. I humbly thanke you.
Efc. Well : no more efiit Mafter Froth farewell: Efc. It grieues me for the death of Claudio
Come you hether to me, M'.Tapftcr: what’s your name But there’s no remedie:
M r .Tapfter? Juft. Lord tyingtlo is feuere.
Clo. Pompey. Efc. Itisbutneedfull. •,
f
Efc. Whatelfe? Mercy is not it felfe, that oft lookes fo.
Clo. Hum, Sir. Pardon is ftill the nurfe of fccond woe
Efc. Troth, and your bum is the greateft thing about But yet, poore Claudio j there is no remedie.
you, fothat in the beaftlieft fence, you are Pompey the Come Sir. Exeunt.
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.
You could not with more tame a tongue defire it:
To him, I fay.
Seem Secunda.
Ifab. Muft he needs die;
,
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Ang. Maiden, no remedie.
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> Ifab. Yes : I doe thinke that you mightpardon him.
Enter Protiottf Struant. And neither heauen, nor man grieue at the mercy.
Ser. Hee’s hearing of a Caofe ; he will come ftraight, 1
Ang. I will not doe’e.
Tie tell him of you. v Ifab. But can you if you would ?
Pro. ‘Pray you doe; lie know i Ang. Looke what I will not, that I cannot doe.
Hispleafure,may be he will relent; alas Ifab. But might you doe’t & do the world no wrong
He hath but as offended in a dreame, If fo your heart were touch’d with that remorfc ,

All Sc£ls, all Ages fmack of this vice, and he Asminc is to him?
Todiefor’t? e
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Ang. Hee’s fcntcnc’d, tis too late.
Enter Angelo. Luc. You are too cold.
Ang. Now, what’s.the matter Protiojl > Ifab. T oo late ? why no : I that doe fpeak a word
pro. Is it your will Claudto Ihall die tomorrow ; May call it againe : well, bcleeue chis
Ang Did not I tell thee yea i hadft thou not order ? ! No ceremony that to great ones longs ,
r

Why do’ft thou aske againe ? Not the Kings Crowne nor the deputed fword. ;

Pro. Left 1 might be too rafh The Marfiialls Truncheon, nor the IudgesRobe
Vuder your good correction, 1 haue feene Become them with one halfe fo good a grace
When after execution, Iudgtment hath As mercie does If he had bin: as you, and you as he,
Repented ore his dootne. Y ou would haue fhpc like him, but he like you
Ang. Goe to let that be mine. ; W ould not haue bccne fo ftetne.
Doe you your office, or giue vp your Place, Ang. Pray you be gone.
And you fhall well befoar’d. Ifab. 1 would to heauen I had yourpotencie.
Pro. 1 craue your Honours pardon : And you were Ifabell fhould it then be thus ?
What fhall be done Sir, with the groaning htliet ? No ; I would tell what’twere to be a Iudge,
Shee’s very neere her howre. And what aprifoner.
Ang. Difpofeofher Luc. I, touch him there’s the vaine. :

To fome more fitter place ;

and that with fpeed. Ang. Your Brother is a forfeit of the L 3 W ,
Ser. Here is the lifter of the man condemn’d And you but waftcyour words.
Defires accefle to you. Ifab, Alas, alas
Ang. Hath he a Sifter; Why all the foules that were ;
were forfeit once,
Pro. I my good Lord,avcry vertuous maid, And he that might the vantage beft haue tooke,
And to be fhortlie of a Sifter-hood, Found out the remedie how would you be, ;

If not alreadie. If he, which is the top of Iudgement,fhou!d

Ang. Well: let her be admitted. But iudge you, as you 3re? Oh, thinke on that.
Sec you the Fornicatreffe be retnou’d. And mercie then will breathe within your lip*
Let her haue needfull, but not lauilh meauci, Like man new made.
There fhall be order for’t. Ang. Be you content, (fairc Maid)
Enter Lucio and Ifabella, It is the Law, not I, condemneyour brother.

Pro. ’Saue your Honour. (will; Were he my kinlman, brother, or my fonne.

Ang. Stay :
welcometwhat’s your
a little while y’are It fhould be thus with him : he muft die to morrow.
Ijab. I am a wofullSutorto your Honour Ifab. To morrow ?oh,that’s fodaine.
‘Pleafe but your Honor heare me. Spare him, fpare him :

Ang. Well : what’s your fuitc. . . Hee’s not prepar’d for death cuen for our kitchins ;

Ifab. There is a vice that moft I doe abhorre. We kill we lerue heauen
the fowle of feafon fhall :

And moft defire fhould meet the blow of lufticc With leffe refpedt then we doe minifter
For which I would not plcad,but that I muft. To our grofle-felues?good,goodmy Lordjbethinkyou;
For which I muft not plead,but that I am Who is it that hath di’d for this offence ?
At warre, twixt will, .and will not. There’s many haue committed ir.
Ang. Well the matter ? : Luc. I, well faith
haue a brother is condemn’d to die,
Ifab. I Ang. The Law hath not bin dead, thogh it hath fkpt
I dorcbefcechyoU kfc-itbe his fault Thofe many had noedar’d to doe that cuill
And not my brother > If the firft, that did th’ Edi£l infringe
Heauen giue thee mouiug graces.
Pro. Had anfwer’d for his deed Now ’tis awake. .

^wfr.Condemnp the fault, and not the aeftor of it. Takes noteof what is done, and like aProphet
Why euery fault ‘s condcmnd ere it be done Lookes in a glafic that fhewes what future euils
Mine were the verie Cipher of a Function \ \ Either now, or by remifleneffe, new concern'd.
T o fine the faults; wbofe.fine ftands in record. And fo in progreffe to be hatc’lid, -and borne
And let gbefby the A<ftor.* tnou* '

; / .V . Are now to haue no fuccefliuc degrees

Ifab . iOhiuft,but!fciteteLaw r .
'
d Buc here they liuc to end.
Ihad a brother then ; heauen keepe your hotiour. Ifab. Yet {hew fome pittie,
Luc. Giue ’j not ore for to him againe, cncrMt him, Ang. I fhew it moft of all, when I fhow lufticc;
Kneelcdowne before him, hang vpon bisgowne, For then I pittie thofe I doe not know.
You are too cold: ifyou fhould nedd a pin; .VA Which a difmis’d offence, would after gaule
r* \ n 1 And
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one foule wrong Aug. From thee euen from thy vertue.
And doe him right, that anfwcring
.
:

another. Befacisfied; What’s this ? what’s this ? is this her fault, or mine ?
Liucs not to aft
dies to morrow ; be content. The Tempter, or the Tempted, who fins moft ? ha ?
Your Brother
So you muft be j firft that giues
I Cub.
this fentence Not (he nor doth ftie tempt but it is I,
: :

excellent That, lying by the Violet in the Sunne

And hee, that futfers : Oh, it is ,
but it is tyrannous Doe as the Carrion do’s, not as the flowre,
To haue a Giants ftrength :

like a Giant.
Corrupt with vertuous feafon : Can it be.
To vfc it

That’s well faid. That Modefty may more betray our Sencc
Luc.
great men thunder Then womans lightnefle? hauing wafte ground enough
jfab. Could
Jotte himfelfe do’s,
hue would ncucr be quiet wc defire to raze the Sanftuary
Shall
As
Officer And pitch our euils there ? oh fie, fie, fie
For cuery pelting petty
Would vfe his heauen tor thunder What doft thou? or what art thou tAngelof
heauen Doft thou defire her fowly.for thofc things
Nothing bnt thunder : Mercifull
with thy flaarpe and fulpherous bolt That make her good ? oh, let her brother Hue.-
Thou rather
Splits the vn-wedgable and gnarled Oke, Thecues for their robbery haue authority.

Then the foft Merrill But man, proud man,

:
When Iudges ftcale themfelues : what, doe Iloueher,
authorise, That 1 defire to hcare her fpeake againe?
Dreft in a little briefe
what he’s moft affui’d, And teaft vpon her eyes ? what ii’t I dreame on >
Mod ignorant of
glafsie Effcncc) like an angry Ape Oh cunning enemy, that to catch a Saint,
fHis
tricks before high heauen. With Saints doft bait thy hookc moft dangerous
Plaies fuch phantaftique
:

As makes the Angels weepe; who with our fpleenes, Is that temptation, that doth goad vs on?
To finne, in louing vertue : neuer could the Strumpet
Would all themfelues laugh mortall.
him wench he will relent, With all her double vigor, Art, and Nature
Luc. Oh,to him, to
:

I pcrceiue’t.
Once ftir my temper: but this vertuous Maid
Bee’s comming :

him. Subdues me quite Euer till now

Pre. Pray heauen fhe win
:

cannot weigh our brother with

We our telfe. When men were fond, I fmild,and wondred how. Exit.
Ifab.
with Saints : tis wit in
them,
Great men may ieft

But in the leffe fowle prophanation.

mote o that.
Luc. Thou’tt i’th right (Girle) Scena Tertia.
Captaine ’s but a chollericke
word,
Jfab. That in the
Which in the Souldier is flat blafphemie.
Luc. Att auis’d o’that ? more
on’t.
putthefe fayings vpon me ? Enter Duke and Prouojf.
Aug. Why doe you
erre like others, Duke. Haile to y ou, Preuoftfo I thinkc you are.
Jfab. Bccaufe Authoritie, though it
Pro. I am the Prouoft whats your will, good Frier i
Hath yet a kinde of medicine in it
felfe :

your bovome, Duke. Bound by my charity, and my blcft order

That skins the vice o’th top goe to ;

askeyour heart what it doth know <

I come to vifite the affli&ed (pints
Knock there, and
corbel. Here in the prifon : doe me the common right
Th 3 t’s like my brothers fault if it I
:

his. T o let me fee them :and to make me know

A naturall guiltinefl'e,luch as is
your tongue The nature of their crimes, that I may minifter
Let it not found a thought vpon
To them accordingly.
Againft my brothers life.
tis fuch fence
Pro. I would do more then that, if more were ncedfull
A»g. Shce fpcakes, and Enter Juliet.
with it; fare you well.
That my Scnce breeds
backe. Looke here comes one : a Gentlewoman of mine,
Jfab. Gentle my Lord,turnc
tomorrow Who falling in the flawes of her owne youth.
Aug. Iwillbethinkeme: come
againe
Lord turn back. Hath blifterd her report She is with childe.
j/*.Hark,how lie bribe you-.good my
:

And he that got it, fentenc’d : a yong man,

Aug. How? bribe me ?
Ihare with you. More fit to doc another luch offence.
If. I, with fuch gifts that heauen (hall
Then dye for this.
Luc. You had mat’d all elfe.
tefted-gold, Duf. When muft he dye?
Ifib. Not with fond Sickles of the
rich, or poore Pro. As I do thinke to morrow.
Or Stones, whofc rate are either
true prayers. haue prouided for you.ftay a while
: but with
I
As fancie values them
enter there And you (hall be condu&ed.
That fliall be vp at heauen, and
.-prayers frompreferued
foules. Duk. Repent you (faire one) ofthe fin you carry?
Ere Sunne rife
arc dedisate I doe; and beare the (hame moft patiently.
Iul.
From fading M aideL whofe mindes
Dw.IIe teach you how you lhal araign your confci£ce
To nothing temporal. And try your penitence, if it be found.
Ann. Well come to me to morrow.
:

Or hollowly put on.

Luc, Goe to r’cis well ;avv3y
Iul. He gladly learnc. -
Heauen keepe your honour fafe.
Jfab.
Duf. Loue you the man wrong’d you? that
Aug. Amen.
Iul. Yes, as I loue the woman that wrong’d him.
For I am that way going to temptation
Duk. So then it feeroes your moft offence full aft
Where prayers croffe.
morrow, Was mutually committed.
Jfab. At what bower to
Iul. Mutually.
Shall I attend your Lordfhip ?
Duki Then was your fin of heauicr kinde then his.
Aug. At any time ’fore-noone.
Iul. 1 doe confeffe-if, and repent it (Father.)
your Honour.
Jfab. ’Saue Du. ’Ti,
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Duki ’Tis meet fp.(daughtcr) but lcaft yotv do repent i To pardon him,thac hath from nacurc.ftolne,
As that the fyxbath brqughjt.you to this,fhame, A man already made, as to remit
Which for cowi alwaiesro-ward our fclues.not heauen.
s. Their fawcic fweetnes,that do coyne heauens Ima»e
Showing we wpuld npt,fpawbMuen,as wcloue it. In ftamps that are forbid : ’tis all as eafie,
But as we (land in fpaie. '
Falfely to take away a life true made.
a
Ini I doc, repent mc^a&itis ancuill, As to put mettle in reftrained meanes
|And cakctfyq fttfme withioy. To make a falfe one.
T>u\e. T^erc#,:. downe fo in heauen, but not in earth.
Jfab. ’Tis fee

Your partner (^Lhcare^qiuftdie to morrow, Ang. Say you fo: then I fhall poze you quickly.
And l am going with in/hu&ion to him: Which had you rather,thacthc raoftiuft Law
Grace goe wjith .ypufllenedity/e., Exit, Now tooke your brothers life,and to redeeme him
Iftl. Muffle ipmorrpAy,? oh iniurioju Loue Giue vp your body to fuch fwcet vncleannefic
That refpits m£ a life, vfh&fc WX comfort As fhe that he hath ftaind ?

Is ftilladyjng; horror. ..... [

Ifab. Sir,belceuethis.
Pro. ’Tis piety ofjhiup. Exeunt. I had rather giue my body,tben my foule.
JF'JWl 0
Ang. I talke not of your foule : our compel’d fins
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Stand more for number,thenfor accompt.

Ifab. How fay you?
Seena “Quart a. Ang. Nay lie not warrant that for I can fpeake ••

Againft the thing I fay : Aflfwerc to this,

I (now the voyce of the recorded Law)

Enter vingdo. Pronounce a fentence on your Brothers life.

An. When I would pray, Sc think,! thinke,and pray Might there not be a charitiein finne.
To feuerall fubieds; heauen hath my empty words, To faue this Brothers life ?
Whilftmy Indention, hearing not my Tongue, Ifab, Pleafe you to doo’c,
Anchorson Jftbell: heauen in my mouth, lie take it asapcrillto my foule,
As ifl did hut onely. chew Iris name , It is no finne at all.but charitie.

And iftmy heart the ftrong and fwelling mill Ang Pleaf’d you to doo’c,at perill ofyouploulc
,

Ofmy conception : the (late whereon 1 ftudied Were equall poize of finne,and charitie.
Is like a goodthing, being often read Jfab. That I do beg his life,ifit be finne
Growne feard,, and tedious yea, my Grauitie :
Heauen let me beare it :
you, granting of npy /uit,
Wherein (letno man heare me) I take pride. If that be fin, lie make it my Morne-praicr,
Could I, with boote, change for an idle plume To haue it added to the faults of mine.
Which the ayre beats for vaine oh place, oh forme. : And nothing ofyour anfwerp.
How often doft thou with thy cafe, thy habit Ang. Nay,buthearcme,
Wrench awe from foolcs, and tye the wifer foules Your fence pnrfues not mine eicher you are ignorant,:

To thy felfe Teeming ? Blood, thou art blood ,

Or feeme fo crafty ; and that’s not good.
Let's write good Angell on the Deuills home Ifab. Let be ignorant.and in nothing good.
’Tis not the Deuills Crcft : how now ? who’s there ? But gracioufly to know I am no better.
Enter Sermnt. Ang. Thus wifdome wifhesto appeare mod bright,
One Ifabell, a Sifter, defires accede to you.
Ser. When it doth taxc it felfe As thefe blacke Mafqu -s
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Ang. Teach her the way oh,heauens : Prodaime an en-fhield beauty ten times louder
Why doe's my bloud thus mufter to my heart. Then beauty could difplaied But marke me, :

Making both it vnablefcr it felfe ,

To be receiued plaine, lie fpcake more groffe ••

And difpoffefsingall my other parts Y our Brother is to dye,

Ofneceffary fitneffe ? Jfab. So.
So play the foolifh throngs with ona that fvvounds, Ang. And his offence is fd,as it appeases.
Come ajl to help him, and fq ftop the ayre Accountant to the Law, vpon that painc.
By which hee fhould reuiue and euen fo .•
Jfab. True.
Thegenerallfubiecl: to awel-wifhtKing Ang. Admit no other way to faue his life

Quit their ovyne part, and in obfequious fandneffe (As I fubferibe not that,nor any other.
Crowd to his prefcnce,where their vn-taught loue But in the Ioffe of queftion) that you, his Sifter,
Muft needs appear offence : how now fairc Maid.; Finding your felfe defir’d of fuch a perfon,
Enter Ifabella. Whofc creadit with the Iudge,orowr.egreat place.
Ifab. Iamcomctoknowyourpleafgre. (me, Could fetch your Brother from the Manacles
^w.That you might know it,wold much better plcafc Of the all-building-Law : and that there were
Then to demand what ’tis your Brother cannot iiuc.
:
No earthly raeane to faue him, but that either
Ifab. Euen fo heauen keepe your Honor.
: You muft lay downe the treafuresof yourbody.
Ang.fCtt may he liue a while and it may be To this fuppofedjOrelfe to let him fuffer
As long as you, or I yet he muft die. What would you doe ?
Vnderyour Sentence?
Jfab , Jfab. As much for my poore Brother, as my felfe j
Ang. Yea. u <. That is : were I vnder the tcarmes of death,
Jfab. When, I befeech you that inhfe Reprieye : Th’impreffion of kecne whips, Tld weare as Rubies,
(Longer, or fhortcr) he maybe fp fitted And ftrip my felfe to death, as to a bed.
That his foule ficken not. That longing haue bin ficke for, ere l’ld yceld
Ang. ? fie,thcfe filthy vjces. lt were as good My body vp to fhame*
Ang. That
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sing.Then muft your brother diej Or elfe he muft not onelie die the death/
If*.And’twet the cheaper way But thy vnkjndncfle (ball his death draw out
Better it were a brother dide at once. To lingring fufferance Anfwer me to morrow.
:

Then that a lifter, by redeeming him Or by the affection that now guides me moft,
Should die for cucr. lie proue a Tirant to him. Asforyou, 3,1 1 '-

Ang. Were not you then as cruell as the Sentence, Say what you can ; my falfe, ore-weighs your true. Exit
That you haue Aandet’d fo ? If*. T o whom (bould I complaine ? Did I tell this.
If*. Ignomle in ranfome,$hdTree pardon Who would beleeue me ? O perilous mouthes
Are of two houfes : lawfull mercie. That beare in them, one and the felfefame tongue.
Isnothing kin to fowie redemption. Either of condemnation, or approofc.
tying. You feem’d of late to make the Law a tirant. Bidding the Law make curtfie to their will,
And rather prou’d the Aiding of yourbrother Hooking both right and wrong to th’appetite,
A merrimentjthen a vice. T o follow as it drawes. lie to my brother, ‘

If*. Oh pardon me my Lord, it oft fals out Though he hath falne by protnpture of the blood,
To haue, what We would hauc. Yet hath he in him fuch a minde of Honor,
We fpeake not what vve mcane That had he twentie heads to tender downe
Ifomething do excufe the thing I hate, Ontwentie bloodie blockcs,hee’ld yeeld themvp.
For his aduantage that I dcarely
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loue. Before his fifler ftiould her bodie ftoopc .

iAng. We are all fraile.' To fuch abhord pollution.

If*. Elfe let my brother die. 1 hen Ifabetl hue chafte, and brother die
If not a fedarie bttit onely he “More then our Brother, is our Chaftitie.
Owe, and fucceed thy weaknefte. lie tell him yet of Angelo's requeft.
Ang. NayjWometTare fraile too. And fit his mindc to death, for his foules reft. Exit .
If*. I, as the glafles where they view themfehlcs,
Which arc as eafic broke as they Vnake formes
Women? Helpe heauen men rhetr creation ;
martc
In profiting by them Nay,
: call vs ten times fraile. cl/fetus Tcrtius . Scena Trima.
For we are loft, as our complexions are,
And credulous to falle prints.
Ang I chinke it well Enter D»kf, Claudio, and TroueJI.
And from this teftimonic of your owne lex Dn. So then you hope of pardon from Lop'd Angelo}
(Since I fupoofe we are made to be no Wronger Cla. The miferable haue no other medicine
Then faults may (bake our frames) let me be bold But onely hope : 1’haue hope to liue,and am prepar’d to
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I do arreft your words. Be that you arc, die.- -

That is a woman ; if you be more, you’r none. Duke. Be abfolute for death : either death or life
If you be one (as you arc well expreft Shall thereby be the fweeter. Reafon thus with life :
By all externall warrants ) fhew ic now. If I do loofe thee, I do loofc a thing
By putting on the deftin’d Liuerie. That none but fooles would kcepe : a breath thou art,
If*. I haue no tongue but ohe; gentlcmy I oid. Seruile to all the skyie-infiutnees,
Let me entreats you ipeakc the former language. That doft this habitation where thou keepft
Ang. Plainlie coneefiie Iloue you. Hourely affliift Meercly, thou 3rt deaths foole,
:

If*. My
brother did lone Iuhet, For him thou iabourft by thy Right to fhuri,
And you tel! me that he (ball die for’t. And yet runft toward him (till. Thou art not noble.
Ang He (ball not lf*M lfyou giuemeloue. t For all th’accommodations that thou bearft.
If*. I know your ver:uc hath a licence in’c. Are nurft by bafeneiTe ThouTt by no meanes valiant.
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Which feemes a little fouler then ic is. For thou doft feare the foft and tender forke
To plucke on others. Of a poore worme thy beft of reft is Aeepe,
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Ang. Beleeuetue on mine Honor, And that thou oft prouoakft, yet grofielie fearft
My words exprefte my purpofe. Thy death, which is nA more. Thou art not thy felfe.
If*. Ha? Little honor, to be much beleeu’d, For thou exifts on manie a thotifand graines
And mod pernitioits purpofe: Seeming, feeming. That ifiue out of duff. Happie thou arc not.
I willproclaime thee Angelo , lookc for’t. For what thou haft not, ftill thou ftriu’ft to get,
Signe me a prefent pardon for my brother. And what thou haft forgetft. Thou art not certaine.
Or with an out-ftretcht throate lie tell the world aloud For thy complexion (Lifts to ftrange effe&s.
What man thou art. After the Moone : If thou art rich thou’rt poore,.

Ang. Who
will beleeue thee Ifabell ? For like an Afle, whofe backe with Ingots bowes
My vnfoild nartre, th’aufleerenefte of my life, Thou bearft thy heauie riches but a iournie.
My vouch againA you, and fny place i th State, And death vnloads thee ; F riendbaft thou none.
Will fo your accufation ouer-weigh. For thine owne bowels which do call thee, fire
That you Aiall ftifle in your owife f eporr,i The meere effufion of thy proper loines
And fmell ofcalumnie. I haue begun. Do curfe theGowt, Sapego, and the Rheume
And now I giuemy fenfuall race, the rcine,
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For ending thee no fooner.Thou haft nor youth,nor age
Firthy con lent to my Aiarpeapp^tife, But as it were an after-dinners Aeepe
Lay by all tiicetie,and prolixiousblufties Dreaming on both, for all tby blcfled youth
That baniAi what they file for Redecme thy brother,
: Becomes as aged, and doth begge the almes
Byyeeldingvp thy bodieto my will, Of pallicd-Eld : and when tbou arc old, andrfch
Thou
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Thou haft neither heate, affe&ion, limbe, nor beatltie As Falcon doth the Fowlc, is yet a diuell :
To make thy riche* pleafant : what’s yet in this His filth within being caft,he would appcarc
Thatbcares the name of life? Yet in this life Apond,asdeepe as hell.
Cl*. The prenzie, Angelo ?
Lie hid moe thoufand deaths; yet death we fcare
That makes thefe oddes, alleuen. If*. Oh ’tis the cunning Liuaric of hell,
Cl*. I humbliethankeyou. Thcdamneft bodietoinucft,andcouer
To fue to hue, I findc I feeke to die, In prenzie garde* ; doft thou thinke Claudio t
And feeking death, finde life Let it come on. : If I would yceld him my virginitie
Enter Iftbell*. Thou mighc’ft be freed ?
7/rf^Whathoa? Peace heerc; Grace, and good com- Cla. Oh hcauens, it cannot be.
pose. If*. Y es,hc would giu’t thee; from this rank offence
Pro. Who’s there i Come in, the wilhdeferues a So to offend him ftill. fhi* night’s the time
welcome. That I Ihould do what I abhorre to name,
Duke. Deere fir, ere long lie vific you againe. Or elfc thou dieft to morrow.
Cl*. MoftbolieSir, Ithankcyou. Thou fhalt not do’t.
Clau.

If,4 . My
bufinclfei* a word or two with Claudio, }' O, were it but my life,
If*.

fro. And veric welcom : looke Signior, here’s your Pde throw it dowoe for your deliuerancc
fifter. Asfrankclyasapin.
Duke. Prouoft,aword with you. Clau. Thankes decre Ifabell.

Pro. Asmanieasyouplcafe. Be readie Claudio , for your death to morrow.

If*.

D#^.Bring themtoheare me fpcak, where! mayjbe Clau. Yes. Has he affedlions in him,
conceal’d. That thus can make him bite the Law by th’nofe.
Cla. Now fifter, what’s the comfort ? When he would force it ? Sure it is no finne.
If*. Why, Or of the deadly feuen it is the leaft.
As all comforts are mod good, mod good indeedc.
: Ifa „ Which is the leaft i
Lord Angelo hauing affaires to hcauen Cl*. If it were damnable, he being fo wife.
Intends you for his fwift Ambaffador, Why would he for the momentarie trickc
Where you lhall be an eucrlafting Leiger Be perdurablie fin’de ? Oh Ifabed. i

Therefore your bell appointment make with fpeed. If*. What faies my brother?
To Morrow you fet on. C la. Death is a fcarcfull thing.
(flatt- Isthercno remedie? If*. And drained life,a hatefull.
None,'but fuch remcdie,as to fauea head Cl*. I, but to die , and go we know not where.
If*.
To cleaue a heart in twainc: To lie in cold obftrmftion, and to rot.
CUu. But is there anie? This fenfible warme motion, to become
Yes brother you may liue;
If*. ;
A kneaded clod; And the delighted fpirit
There U a diuelhfh mercie in the Iudge, To bath in ficrie floods, or to rend e
if you’l implore it, that will free your life. Ir. thrilling Region of thickc-ribbed Ice,
But fetter you till death. To be imprifon’d in the viewlefTc windes
Cl*. Perpetuall durance? And blowne with reftlefle violence round about
If*. I iuft, perpetuall durance, a reftraint The pendant world or to be worfc then worft
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Through all the worlds vaftiditie you had Of thofe, that lawlelfe and incertaine thought,
To a determin’d fcope. i Imagine howling, *cis too horrible.
Clau. But in what nature? The wcarieft, and moll loathed worldly life
If*. In fuch a one, as you confirming too’r, That Age, Ache, periury, and imprifonment
Would barke your honor from that trunke you beare, Can lay on nature, is a Paradife
And leaue you naked. To what we feare of death.
Cl*u. Let me know the point. If*. Alas,al3s.

if*. Oh, I do feare thee Claudio, and I quake, Cla. Sweet Sifter, let me liue.
Leaft thou a feauorous life Ihouldft entertaine. What finne you do, to faue a brother s life.
And fix or feuea winters more refpe& Nature difpenfes with the deede lo farre*
Then a perpetuall Honor. Dar’ft thou die { That it becomes a vertue.
The fence of death is mod in apprehenfion, If*. Ohyoubeaft,
And the poorc Beetle that wc treade vpon Oh faichlelfe Coward, oh difhaneft wretch.
In cotporallfuffcrance, finds a pang as great. Wilt thou be made a man, out of my vice ?

As when a Giant dies. Is’r not a kinde of Inceft, to take life

C/4. Why giue you methis fhame ? From thine owne fillers fhame ? What Ihould I thinke,
Thinke you I can a refolution fetch Heauen Ihicld my Mother plaid my Father fairs
From flowric tenderneffe ? If I mud die, For fuch a warped flip of wilderncffe
I will encounter darkneffe as abridc, Nerc iflu’d from his blood. Take my defiance,
And huggeitin mine armes. Die.perifti Might but roy bending downe
:

//i.Therefpake my brother ; there my fathers graue Repreeue thee from thy fate, it fhould proccede.
Did vtter forth a voice. Yes,thou muft die He pray a thoufand praiers for thy death.
Thouar^too noble, to confcrue a life No word to faue thee.
In bafe appliances. This outward fainted Deputif, Cl*. Nayhearem tlfaked.
Whofc fetled vifage,and deliberate word 1
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\ If*. Oh fie, fie, fie;
Nips youth i’th head, and follies doth ciamew Thy finn s not accidental!, but aTrade
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Mercie
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Mercy to thee would proucitfelfc a Bawd,' •
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1 perifhedvefTcll, the dowry of his fifter; but marke how
’Tis bcft that thou dieft quickly. heauily this befell to the poorc Gentlewoman, there fhe
Cla. Oh heare me Iftbella. and renowned brother , in his loue toward
loft a noble

Dul!\ Vouchfafc a word,ydng fifter, but one word. her, euermoft kindc and naturall rwith him the portion
/fa. What is your Will. and finew of her fortune , her marriage dowry : with
Duk, Might you difpenfe with your leyfure, I would both, her combynate-husband, this well-fccming
by and by hauc iomelpeech with you.- the faciffa&ion I Angelo.
would require, is likewifc your owne benefit. Ifib. Can this be fo ? did Angelo fo leauc her ?
Ifa. Ihauenofuperfluous leyfute, myftaymuftbe Dukf. left her in her tcares, & dried not oue of them
ftolcn out of other affaires.- but I will attend you a while. with his comfort : fwallowed his vowes whole,preten.
Duke. Son, I haue ouer-heard what hath paft between ding in Her, difeoueries of dilhonor : in few, beftow’d
you & your lifter, Angelo had neuer the purpofc to cor- her on her owne lamentation, which Ihe yet wcarcs for
rupt her ; onely he hath made an allay of her vertue , to his fake : and he, a marble to her teares, is. wafhed with
nraitifchisiudgement with the difpofition ot natures. them, but relents not.
She (hauing the truth of honour in her) hath made him Ifab What a merit were it in death to take this poore
that gracious deniall, which he is moll glad to rcceiue: I maid from the world? what corruption in this life, that
am Confeffor to Angelo , and 1 know this to be truc.ther- it will let this man liue f But how out of this can fhec a-

fore prepare your fclfe to death : do not latisfie your ve- uaile?
folution with hopes that are fallible tomorrow you , ‘Duke. It is a rupture that you may cifily heale: and the
muft die,goe to your knees, and make ready. cure of it not onely faues yoor brother, but keepes you
Cla. Let me ask my lifter pardon, I amlooutofloue from diftionor in doing it.

with life, that I will fuc to be rid of it. Ifab.Shew me how (good Father.)
Duke. Hold you there farewell ; Prouoft
: a word Duk- This fore-named Maid hath yet in her the con-
with you. tinuance of her firftaffc&ion : his vniuft vnkindenefle
pro. What’s your will (father?) (that in rcafon fhould haue quenched her loue
) hath
all

DuL That now you arc come,you w’il be gonc.-leauc . (like an impediment in the Current
) made it more vio-
me a while with the Maid, my mrnde promifes with my lent and vnruly ; Goe you to Angelo , anfwerc his requi-

habit, no lofte fhall touch her by my company, ring with a plaufiblc obedience, agree with his demands
Pro. Ingood time. Exit. to the point onely referreyour
: fclfe to this aduantage
Dul^ The hand that bath made you faire , hath made firft, him may not be long ; that the
that your flay with
you good the goodnes that is cheape in beauty, makes
.- time may hauc all lhadow,and filcnce in itrand the place
beauty briefe in goodnes ; but grace being the fouleof anfwereto conuenience : this being granted in courfe
your complexion , fhall kcepe the body of it euer faire: and now followes all : wee fhall aduife this wronged
the aflault that Angelo hath made to you Fortune hath , maid to ftccd vp your appointment , goe in your place;
conuaidtomy vnderftandingjandbut that frailty hath if the encounter acknowledge it felfc heercaftcr , it may
examples for his falling,! fhould wonder at Angelo-, how compell him to herrccompence ; andheere, by this is
will you doe to content this Subftitute, and to laue your your brother failed , your honor vntainted, the poore
Brother? Mariana adu2ntaged, and the corrupt Deputy fealed.
Ifab. I am now going to refolue him I hnd rather : The Maid will I frame, and make fit tor his attempt : if
my brother die by the Law, then my fonne Ihould be vn- you thinke well to carry this as you may, the doublenes
lawfullie borne. But (oh) how much is the good Duke of the benefit defends the deceit from reproofe. What
deceiu’d in asingtlo : if eucr he rcturne. and I can fpeakc thinke you of it ?
co him, I will open my lips in vainc, or difeouet his go- Ifab. The image ofic giues me content already, and I

uernment« truft it will grow to a moft profperous perfection.

Duke. That fhall not be much

amiffe : yet.as the mat- Duk- It he* much in your holding vp: hafte y ou fpcc-
ter now ftands, he will auoidyour accufation : he made dily to Angelo if for this night he intreat you to his bed,

triallofyouonclie. Therefore faften your eare on my giuchim promifeof fatisfa&ion ; I willprefently to S.

aduifings, to the loue I hauc in doing good ; a rcmedic Lukes,- thereat the moated-Grange recides this deic-
preients doe nyikcmy felfc bcleeue that you
it fclfe. 1 Cted Mariana ;
vpon me, anddifpatch
at that place call

may moft vprighteoufly do a poor wronged Lady a me- with Angelo, that it may be quickly.
rited benefit; redeem your brother from theangry Law; Ifab. I thank you fox this comfort:farc youwcll good
:
doe no ftaine to your owne gracious perion and miich , father. Exit.
pleafc the abfent Duke, if peraduenture he fhall euer rc- Enter Elbow, Clowne, Officers.

turne to haue hearing of this bufinefle Sib. Nay,ifthercbeno remedy for it, but that you
/fob. Let me heare you fpcake farther; I haue fpirit to will needes buy and fell men and women like beafts, we
do any thing that appeares not fowle in the truth of my fhall haue all the world drinke browne & white baftard.

'fpirit. ; • Duk. Oh hcauensjwhat ftuflfe ishcere.

Duke. Vertue is bold, and goodnes neuer fearefull Clow. Twas neuer merry world finee of two vfurieJ
Hauc you not heard lpeakc of Mariana the fifter o (Fre- themerrieft wasputdowne, and the worfer allow’d by
dericks the great Souldicr, who mifearried at Sea? order ofLaw ; a fur’d gowne to keepc him warme ; and

/fa. J haue heard ot the Lady,

and good words went furd with Foxe and Lamb-skins too, to fignifie.that craft
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with her name* being richer then Innocency, ftands for the facing.
•Duke. Shee Ihould this Angelo hauc married was af-
••
Elb. Come your way fir : ’blefle you good Father

fianced to her oath,and the nuptiall appointed: between Frier,

which time ofthe contract, and limit of the lblemnitie, Duk. And you good Brother Father 5 what offence
her brother Fredericks was wrackt at Sea, hauing in that hath this man made you, Sir?
Sib. Marry
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Elb. Marry Sir, he hath offended the Law; and Sir, Clo. You will not baile rtie then Sir?
wetakehimtobcaTheefctoo Sit : for wee haue found Luc. Then Pompey tnot now what newes abroad Fri- :

which We haue fent er ? What newes ?

vpon him Sir, a ftrang'e Pick-lock,
to theDeputie/
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Elb. Come your waies fir, come.
,

Duke, Fie, firrah, a Bawd, a wicked bawd. Luc. Goe to kenncll ( Pompey ) goe :

The euill that thou caul'eft to be done. What newes Frier of the Duke ?
That is thy meancs to liuc. Do thou but thifike Duke I know none can you tell me of any ?
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What’tis to cram a maw, or cloath abacke Luc. Some fay he is with the Emperor of Rujfia: other

From fuch a filthie vice fay to thy felfe, :

fome, he is in Rome but where is he thinke you ?
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From their abhominable an<H>esft!y touches Duke. I know not where : but wherefoeucr, Iwifti
and hue him well.
I drinke,I cate away my felfe,
Canft thoubeleeue thy lining is a life, Luc. It Wasamadfantafticalltrickeofhimco fteale
Softinkingly depending ?Gom4nd, go mend. from the State, and vfurpe the beggeric hee wasneuer
Clo. Indeed, it do’s ftmke in feme fort, Sir
borne to Lord Angelo Dukes it well in his abfcnce he
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would proue. pmrstranfgreflion too’t.

But yet Sir I

Duke. Nay, if the diuell haue ginen thcc proofs for fin Duke. He do’s well in’t.
Thou wilt proue his. Take him to prifon Officer: Luc. A little more lenitie to Lecherie would doe no
Correction, andlnftru&ion muff both workc harmc in him Something too crabbed that way, Trier.
:

Ere this rude bcaft will profir. Duk- It is too general a vice, and feueritie muft cure it.,
Elb. Hemuff before the Deputy Sir, he ha’s giuen Luc. Yes in good footh,the vice is ofa great kindred;

him warning the Deputy cannot abide a Whore-ma-

:
it is well allied, but iris impoflibre to extirpeit quite,
fter : if he be a Whore-monger,and comes before
him, Frier, til! eating and drinking be put downc. They fay

he were as good go a mile on his errand. this Angelo was not madcbyManand Woman, after,

Duke. That we were all, as fomc would feeme to bee this downe-righc way of Creation : is it true, thinke

From our faults, as faults from teeming free. you ?

Enter Lueio. Duke. Howfhouldbe be made then ?
Elb. His necke will come to your Cord fir. waft, a Luc. Some report, a Sea-maid fpawn'd him. Some,
Clo. I lpy comfort, 1 cry bade: Here’s a Gentleman, that he was begot betweene two Stock-fifties . But it

and of mine.
a friend is certaine, that when he makes water, his Vrincis con-

Luc. How now noble Pompey} What, at the wheels geal’d ice, that I know to bee true and he is a motion :

ofCtftr ? Art thou led in triumph ? What is there none gcicrariuejthat’s infallible.
o(Pigmalions Images newly made woman to bee had Duke. You are pleafant fir.and fpeake apace.

now, for putting the hand in the pocket, and extracting Luc . Why, wlnt a middle thing is this in him, for
i

clutch’d i What reply ? Ha? What faift thou to this thr - ebdlion Cod-pccce, to take away the life of a
-fa

Tune, Matter, and Method f Is’tnot drown’d l’th Iaft man ? Would the Duke that isabfent haue done this ?
raine?Ha? What faift thou Trot? Is the world as it was Ere he vvchild haue bang’d a man for the getting a hun-
Man? Which is the way ? Is it fad, and few word's? dred BaftarD he would haue paide for the Nurfing a
Or how ?The trickeofit? thou fan df He had lome feeling of the fport, hee knew
Duke, Still thus, and thus : ftill vvorfc ? the (e, nice, and that inftruifted himtomercie.
Luc. How doth my deere Morfell, thy Miftris? Pro- Duke. 1 neuer heard the abfent Duke much dete&ed
cures (he ftill ?Ha ? for Women, he wais not endin’d that way.
Clo. Troth fir, fiiee hath eaten vp all her beefe, and Luc. Oh Sir,you 3re deceiuM,
ftie is her felfe in the tub. Duk?. ’Tis riot poftible.

Luc. Why’tis good: muft be It is the right of it: it Luc. Who, not the Duke ? Yes, your beggar of fifty:
fo. Eucryour frefh Whore, and your pouder’d Baud, an and his vfe was, to put a ducket in her Clack-difti ;
the
vnfhun’d confequence, it ntuft be fo. Art going co pri Duke had Crochets in him. Hee would bedrunketoo,
fon Pompey ? that let me informe you.
Clo. Yes faith fir. Duke. You do him wrong, furely.
Luc. Why *cis not amilTe Pompey : farewell: go e fay Luc. Sir, I was an inward of his a fhie fellow was :

I fent thee thether debt Pompey ? Or how i

: for the Duke, and I belecuel know the caufeofh’is with-
Elb , For being a baud, for being a baud. drawing.
Luc. Well, then imprifon him Ifimprifonmcntbc : Duke. What ( I prethee) might be the caufe ?
the due ofa baud, why ’tis his right. Baud is he doubc- Luc. No, pardon Tis afecretmuftbeelockt with-
:

leflc, and of antiquity too: Baud borne. Farvvellgood in the teeth and the lippes : but this I can let you vnder-

Pompey Commend me to the prifon Pompey yon will

: ,
ftand, the greater file of the fubieil held the Duke to be
turnc good husband now Pompey you will fcccpc the ,
Vvife.
houfe. Duke. Wife? Why no queftion but he was.
Clo. 1 hope Sir, your good Worfhip vvil be my baile? Luc. very fupcrficnll,ignorant,vnweighing fellow
Luc. No indeed vvil I not Pompey, it is not the wear: Dul^e. Either this is Enuie in you, Folly, or mifia-

I will pray (
Pompey ) to encreafc your bondage if you king : The very ftreamc of his life, and the bufinefte he
take it not patiently : Why, your mettle is the more hath helmed, muft vppon a warranted neede, giue him
Adieu truftie Pompey. a better proclamation. Let himbebutccflimonied in
Blefle you Friar. his ownebringings forth, and hee fhallappeare to the
Duke. And you. enuious, a Scholler, a Statefman, and a Soldier there- :

Luc. Do’s Bridget paint ftill, Pompey} Ha ? fore you fpeake vnskilfully or, if your knowledge bee :

Elb. Come yourjvvaies fir, come.) more, it is muelvdarkned in your malice,

Luc. G
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74 Meajure for Mea/ure.

Luc. Sir, I know him, and I loue him. \
Efc. Ofwhenceareyou?
Duke. Loue talk es withbeiterknowledge,& know- Duke. Not of this Countrie,though my chance is now
ledge with dearc loue. To vfeitfor my time : I am a brother
Luc. Come Sir, I know what I know. Of gracious Order, late come fromthe Sea,
Duke. Icanh3rdly bciecuethat, fince you know not In fpeciall bufinefle from his Holineffe.
what youfpeake. But ifeuer the Duke rettirne (as our Efc.What newes abroad i’th World?
praiers arc he may) let mee defire you to make your an- Duke. None, but that there is fo great a Feauor on
swer before him if it bee honed you hauc fpoke, you
: goodnefle, that the diflolution of it muft cure it , No-
haue courage to maintaine it ; I am bound to call vppon ueltic is onely in requeft, and as it is as dangerous to
be
you, and I pray you your name ? aged in any kinde of cdfcrfe, asitisvertuous tobecon-
Luc. Sirmy name is L«ao,wel known to the Duke. any vndertaking/Thereis fcarfe truth enough
ftant in
‘Duke. He fiial! know you better Sir, iflruay Hue to make Societies fecure, but Securitie cnouoh to
aliue to
report you. make Fellowfhips accurft. Much vpon this riddle°runs
Luc. Ifeareyounot. *he wifedome of the world ; This newes is old enough,
Duke. O, you hope the Duke will returne no more: yet it is eucrie daies newes. I pray you Sir,of what dif-
or you imagine me to vnhuttfull an oppofite:but indeed pofition was the Duke ?
I can doe you little harme : You’ll tor-fwearc this a- Efc. One, that aboue all other ftrifes,
gaine ? Contended cfpecially to know himfelfe.
Luc. lie be hang’d firft : Thou art decciu’d in mee Duke. Whar plcafure was he giuen to ?
Friar, But no mote of this Canft thou tell if Claudio Efc. Rather reioycing to fee another merry
, then
:

die to morrow, or no ? merrrie at anie thing which profeft to make him reioice.
Duke. Why IhouldhedieSir? A Gentleman of all temperance. Butleauewcc him to
Luc. Why ? For filling a bottle with aTunne-difh : his euents,with a praier they may proue profperous, &
Iwould the Duke wc talke of were return’d againe: this letme defire to know, how you finde Claudio prepar’d ?
vngenitur’d Agent will vn-pcople theProuince with I am made to vndcrftand, that you hauc lent him vifita-

Cont’mcncie. Sparrowes muft not build in his houte- tion.

eeues,becaufethey are lecherous: The Duke yet would Duke. Heprofeflcstohauerecelucd nofiniftermea-
haue darke deeds darkclie anfwered, hce would ncuer furc from his Iudge, but mod willingly humbles him-
bring them co light would hee were return’d. Marric
: (elfe to the determination of Iuftice yet had he framed
:

this flaudw is condemned for vntrufllr.g.Farwell good to himfelfe (by the inftru&ion of his frailty) manic de-
Friar, Iprethee pray forme The Duke (Hay to thee ; ccyuing promifes oflife, which I (by my good leifure)
againe) would eate Mutton on Fridaics. Heh now pad haue di (credited u> him, and now is he refolu’d to die.
it, yet (and I fay to thee) hee would mouth with a beg- Efc. Youhauepaid theheauens your Fun&ion, and
gar, though die linclt brovvne-bread and Garlicke fay : of your Calling. I haue la-
the prifoner the verie debt
that I faid fo : Farewell. Exit. bour’d for the poore Gentleman, to the extreme!! fhore
Duke. No might, nor greatneffc in mortality of my modeftie,but my brother-Iufticc haue I found fo
Can cenfure fcape Back-wounding calumnic
: feuere, that he hath forc’d me to tell him, hec is indeede
The whited vet cue ftrike*. What King fo ftrqng, luflice.
Can tie the gall vp in theflanderous tong ? Duke. If his owne life,
But who comes heerc ? Anfwcrc the ftraitnefle of his proceeding,
Enter Efcahu^Proiiofl, and Bawd. It fhall become him well wherein if he chance
: to faile
Efc. Go, away with her to prilon. he hath fentenc’d himfelfe.
Bawd. Good my Lord be good to mee, your Honor am going to vifit the prifoner, Fare you well.
Efc. I
isaccounted a merciful! man : good my Lord. Duke. Peace be with you.
Efc. Double, and trebblc admonition, and dill for- He who the fword ofHeauen will beare.
feite in the fame kinde ? This would make mercy fwcare Should be as holy, as feueare
and play the Tirant. Patterne in himfelfe to know,
Pro. A Bawd ofelcuen ycares continuance, may it Grace to (land, and Vertuc go
pleafe your Honor. More, nor lefle to others paying.
Bawd. My Lord, this is one Lucios information a- Then by felfe-offenccs weighing.
gainft me, Miftris Kate Kcepe-downe was with childe by Shame to him, whofccruell ftriking,
him in the Dukes time, he promis’d her marriage : his Kils for faults of his owne liking
Childe i^a yeerc and a quarter olde come Philip and la - Twice trebblc fhameon Angelo ,
cob 1 haue kept it my felfe; and fee how hee goes about
: To vveede my vice, and let his grow.
to abufe me. Oh, what may Man within him hide.
Efc. That fellow is a fellow of much Licenfe Let : Though Angel on the outward fide?
him be call’d before vs. Away with her to prifon Goe : How may likenefie made in crimes,
too, no more words. Prouoft, my Brother Angela will Making pra&ife on the Times,
not be alter’d, Claudio mud die to morrow Let him be : To draw with ydle Spiders firings
furnifh’d with Diuines, and haue all charitableprepara- Mod ponderous and fubftantiall things ?
tion. Ifmy brother wrought by my pitie, it fliould not Craft againft vice, I muft applie.
•be fo with him. With Angelo to night £hall lye
Pro. So pleafe you, this Friar hath beene with him, His old betroathed (but defpifed:)
and aduis’d him for th’entertainmcnt of death. So difguife {hall by th’difguifcd
Efc. Good’cuen, good Father. Pay with falfhood,falfe exa&ing.
Duke. BlifTe, and goodnefle on you. And performe an olde controlling. Exit
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Mar. Good Frier, 1 know you do, and haue found it. i

Duke. Take then this your companion by the hand

Attus Quartui . Serna Trima. Who hath a ftorie readie for your care
your leifure, but make hafte
I (hall attend
The vaporous night approaches.
Enter Mariana, And Boy fngtng. Mar. Wilt pleafe you walkcafide. Exit.
Duke. Oh Place, and greatnes : millions offalfeeies
Song. Take, ob take thofelips away, Are ftuckc vpon thee : volumes of report
that fo fweetly were forfworne. Run with thefe falfe, and moft contrarious Queft
And tbofe eyes : the breake of day Vpon thy doings : thoufand efcapes of wit
lights that doe miflead the Adame Make thee the father of their idle dreame.
But my ktffes bring againe firing againe ,
! And racke thee in their fancies. Wclcome,how agreed ?

Seales of lone, but feal' d in vatne, fettl'd in vaine. Enter "Mariana and Ifabclla.
lfab. Shoe’ll take the enterprise vpon her father,
Enter Duke. If you aduife it.

Mar. Breake off thy longhand hafte thee quick away, •

Duke. It is not my confenr.
Here comes a man ofcomfort,whofc aduicc But my entreaty too.
Hath often ftiil’d my brawling difcontenc. Ifa. Lictle haue you to fay

I cry you mercie,Sir,and well could wifh When you depart from him, but foft and low.
You had not found me here fo muficall. Remember now my brother.
Let me cxcufe me, and beleeue me fo, Mar. Fearcmenot.
My mirth it much difpleaf’djbutpleal’d my woe. Duk. Nor gentle daughter, feare you not at all
Dnkf Tis good ; though Mufick ofc hath fuch a ebarme He is your husband on a pre-contra£l
To makebad, good ; and good prouoake to harme. To bring you thus together’tis no finne,
I pray you tell me,hach any body enquir'd for mee here him
Sith that the lufticeofyour title to
today; much vpon this time haue I promil’d here to Doth flourifh the deceit Come, let vs goc. .

meete. Our Gome’s to.rcape,for yet our Tithes to fow. Exeunt.

Mar. You haue not bin enquir’d after : I haue fat

here all day.

Enter Ifabell.
Duk. I doc conftantly beleeue you : the time is come
Seen a Secunda.
euen now. I fhall craue your forbearance alittle,may be
I will call vpon you anone for fomc aduantage to your
felfe. Enter Prouefl and (floxvne.
Mar. 1 am alwayes bound to you. Exit.

Dak. Very well met,and well come Pro. Comehitherfirha ; can you cut off a mans head?
What is the newes from this good Deputie? Clo. If the man be a Bachelor Sir,I can
Ifab. He hath a Garden circummur’d with Bricke., But if he be a married man, he’s his wiues head,
Whofeweflernc with a Vineyard back’t
fide is And I can neuer cut off a womans head.
And to that Vineyard is a planched gate, Pro. Come fir,leaue me your fnatchcr, and yceld mee
That makes his opening with this bigger Key : a diredl anfwere. Tomorrow morning are todieCYd#-
This other doth command a little doore. dio and Barnardme heere is in our prilon a common exe-
Which from the Vineyard to the Garden leades, cutioner, who in his office lacks a helper, if you will take
There handmade my promife, vpon the it on you to affift him ,
it fhall redeeme you from your
. Heauy midlc of the night,to call vpon him. Gyues : if not, you fhall haue your full time of lmprilon-
Duk, But {Rail you on your knowledge find this way ment, and your deliuerancc with 3n vnpittied whipping;
Ifab. I haue t’ane a due.and wary note vpon't. for you haue beene a notorious bawd.
With whifpering,and moft guiltie diligence. Clo. Sir, I haue beene an vnlawfull bawd, time out of
In a£ion all of precept,he did fhow me minde , but yet I will bee content to be a lawfull hang-
The way twice ore. man 1 would bee glad to rcceiue fome inftruifion from
:

Duk, Are there no other tokens my fellow partner.

Betwecne you ’greed.concerning her obferuance? Pro. What hoa ,Abhorfon where’s Abhorfon there ?

lfab. No none but onely a repaire ith’ darke,

: Enter Abhorfon.
And rhatlhaue pofleft him, my moft flay Abh. Doe you call fir ?

Can be but briefe for I haue made him know, TVo. Sirha, here’s a fellow will helpe you to morrow
I haue a Seruant comes with me along in your execution if you thinke it meec, compound with
:

That ftaies vpon me ; whofe perfwafion is, him by the yeere, and let him abide here with you,if not,
I come about my Brother. vfe him fortheprefent , and difmiffe him , hee cannot
Duk. ’Tis well borne vp. plead his eftimation with you he hath beene a Bawd. :

I haue not yet made knowne to Mariana Abh. A Bawd Sir ? fie vpon him, he will difcredic our
Enter Mariana. myfterie.
A word of this r’what hoa, within; come forth, Pro. Goe too Sir, you waighequallie: a feather will
I pray you be acquainted with this Maid, turne the Scale. Exit,
She comes to doe you good; Clo. by your good fauor
Pray fir, for furcly fir, 3 :

lfab. I doe defire the like, : good fauor you haue,but that you haue a hanging look :

Duk. Do you perfwadc your felfe that I refpcct you? Doe you call fir,your occupation a Myfterie ?
G2 Abh. I,
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Abb. I Sir, a Mifieric. But he muft die to morrow ?

Clo. haue heard fay, is a Miflcrie;and
Painting Sir, I None Sir, none.
Pro.
your Whores fir, being members of my occupation, v- Duke. As neere the dawning Prouoft, a$ it
fing painting, doproue my Occupation, a MiBerie:but You fhall heare more ere Morning.
what MiBerie there fhould be in hanging, if I fhould Pro. Happely
be bang’d, I cannot imagine. You fomething know :yet I beleeue there comes
Abb Sir, it is a MiBerie. No countermand : no fuch example haueyve:
£lo. Proofc. Befides,vponthe verie ficgeofluftice.
±Abh. Euerie true mans apparrell fin your Thcefe. Lord Angelo hath to the publike care
Clo. If it be too little for your thcefe, your true man ProfeB the contrarie.
thinkes it bigge enough. .Pht bee too biggc for your Enter a Mtffenger.\
Thcefe, your Theefc thinkes it little enough : So euerie Duke. This is his Lords man.
true mans apparrell fits your Theefe, Pro. And heere comes Claudio’s pardon.
Enter Prouoft. TMejf My Lord hath fent you this note,*
Fro. Are you agreed ? And by mee this further charge
Clo. Sir, I Will feruehim :For I dofinde your Hang- That you fwerue not from the fmallcft Article of it.
man is a more penitent Trade then your Bawd: he doth Neither in time, matter, or other circumftance.
oftner a$kc forgiueneffe. Good morrow: for as I take it, it is almoft day.
Pro. You firrah, prouide your blocke and your Axe Pro. obey him.
I fhall

to morrow, toure a clocke. Duke. This is his Pardon purchas’d by fuch fin,
Abb. Come on (Bawd) I will inftruft thee in my For which the Pardoner himfelfe is in :
Trade follow.: Hence hath offence his quickeceleritie.
Clo. Ido defire to Icarne fir and I hope, ifyou hatie : When it is borne in high Authority.
occafion to vfe me for your owne turn?, you fhall finde When Vice makes Mercie; Mercie’s fo extended,
mey’are. For truly fir, for your kindnclTe, I owe you a Thar for the faults loue, is th’offender friended.
good turne. Exit Now Sir, what newes ?
Pro. Call hether Bamardine and Claudio : Fro. I told you:
Th’one has my pitie ; not a iot the other, Lord Angelo (be-like) thinking me remiffe
Beinga Murtnercr, though, he were my brother. In mine Office, awakens mee
Enter Claudio. With thij vnwonted putting on, methinks ftrangely ;

Looke, Warrant (flaudie, for thy death,'

here’s the For he hath not vs’d it before.
"Tis now dead midnight, and by eight to morrow Duke Pray you let’s heare.
Thou mud be made immortall. Where’s Bamardine i Tbe Letter.
Cla. As faft Lock’d vp in fleepc,as guiltlcfle labour, Wkatfoeueryou may heare to the contrary , let Claudio be ex-
• When it lies ftarkely in theTraucllcrs bones, ecuted by foure of tbe clocke, and in tbe afternoone Bcrnar-
I He will not wake. .'viM dtne : for my better fatisfattion , let mee baue C laudios

I
Pro. Who can do good on him ? bead fent me by fue. Let this be due ly performed with a
Well, go, prepare your lclfe. But harke, whatnoife ? thought that more depends on it, then we mufiyet deliuer.
Heaucngiue yourfpirits comfort : by, and by, 7 hiufaile not to doeyour Ojfce , atyou will anfwereit at

1 hope it is iome pardon, or repreeuc your perill.

Forchcmoft gentle (flaudio. Welcome Father. What f y you to this Sir ?
Duke. What is that Bamardine, who is to be execu-
Enter Duke. ted in th'afternooric ?

Duke. The beft, and whblfomB fpirits of the night, Pro. A Bohemian borne: But here nurffvp & bred.
Inucllop you, good Ptouolhwho call’d heere oiTate? One that is a priloner nine yeeres old.
Pro. None fince the Curphew rung. Duke. How came it, that the abfenti Duke had not
Duke. Not Ifibettl cither deliuer’dhim to his libertie, or executed him l I
Pro. No. haue heard it waseuer his mannerto do fo.
Duke. They will then er’t be long. '
pro. His friends Bill wrought Repreeucs for him
fro. What comfort is for Claudio ? And indeed his faff till now in the gouernment of Lord
Dul^e. There’s fome in hope. Angelo, came not to an vndoubtfull proofe.
Pro. It is a bitter Dcputie. Duke. It isnowapparant?
Duke. Not fo, not lo : his life is paralel’d Pro. MoB manifeB, and not denied by himfelfe.
Eucn with the Broke and hne of his great luBice : Duke. Hath he borne himfelfe penitently in prifon*
Hedoth with holieabffinence fubdue How feemes he to be touch'd ?
That in himfelfe, which he fpurres on his powre Pro. A man that apprehends death no more dread-
To qualific in others were he meal’d with that
: fully, but as a drunken fleepc, careleffe, wreaklefle,and
Which he corre&s, then werehetirrannous, fearelefle ofwhat’s paft, prefent, or to come : infenfible

But tins being fo, he’s iuB. Now are they come. of mortality, and defperately mortall.
This is a gentle ProuoB, fildome when Duke. He wants aduice.
The fteeled Gaoler is the friend of men : Pro. He wil heare none:he hath- euermorchad the li-
How now? what noife i That fpirit’s poffeB with haft. berty of the prifonrgiue him leaue to efcape hence, hce
That wounds th’vnfifting Pofterne with thefc ftrokes. would not. Drunke many times a day if not many dales ,

There he mull ftay- vntil the Officer

Pro. entirely drunke. We
haue vcric oft awak’d him, as ifeo
Anfe to let him in he is call’d vp. : Carrie him to execution, and fbew’d him a feeming war-
Duke. Haue you no countermand for ('htudio yet? rant for it, it hath not meticd him at all.
Duke.
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•Duke. More of him anon : There i* written
your in Ouer-dons o wnc houfe, for heere be manie of her olde
brow Prouoft,honcfty and conftancie; ifl reade it not Cuftomers. Firft, here’s yong r
Rafb, hee’sinfora M
truly, roy apeient skill beguiles me : but in the boldnes commoditie of browne paper, and olde Ginger, nine
of my cunning, I will Jay my felfcin hazard: Claudio, fcore and feuenteene pounds, of which hee made fiuc
whom hecrcyouhaue warrant to execute, is no greater Markes readie money marrie then. Ginger was noc
:

forfeit to the Law, then Angelo who hath fentenc'd him. much in requeft, for the olde Women were all dead.
Tomakeyou vhdcrftand this in a manifefted effedi, I Then is there heere one M r
Caper, at the fuiteofMafter
crauehutfouredaiesrefpit :for thewhich,you arc to Three- Pile the Mercer, for fome foure fuites of Peach-
do me both a prefent, arid a dangerous courtefie. colour’d Satten, which now peaches him a beggar.
Pro. Pray Sir,in what /; Then haue we heere, yong Dizje, and yong r
M
Deepe-
Duke. In tfye delaying death. vow,mA M> Coppcrjpurrc, and M‘ Sr ante- Lackey the Ra-
Pro. Alacke»howmay J do it .'Hauingti)ehoure li- pier and dagger man, and yong Drop -hare that kild lu-
mited, and an exprefic command, vnder pcnaltie, to dc- Rie Pudding, znd M> Forthlight the Tiber, and braucM r
liuer his head ia.shc view of yirgelo} I may make my Shootie the great Traueller,and wilde Halfe-Canne that
cafe as damn's, to erhfie this in ihe ftnalicft. ftabb’d Pots, and I thinke fortie more, all great doers
in
Duke. By the vow of mine Order, 1 warrant you. ourTrade,andarenow for the Lords fake.
If my inftruSions may be your guide, Enter Abhorfon.
Let this Bamardme be this morning executed. Abh. Sirrah, bring Barnardtne\\n\izr.
_

And his head borne to Angelo. Clo. M r

Barnardiae, you muft rife and be bang’d,
Pr<f. Ange!o\\z\.'n fee pc them both. M r Barnardiae.
And willdilcotier the fauour. Abh. What hoa Earnardnie.
Duke. Oh, death’s a great difguifer, and you may Bamardme within.
adde to it Sjhau.e the head , and tic the beard, and (ay it
;
Bar. A pox o’your throats: who makessthar noyfe
was the de-lire ofthe penitent to be fo bar’de before his there? What are you?
death: you&ncnv the conrfe is common. If any thing Clo. Your friends Sir, the Hangman :

fall to you v.pon this, more then thankes and good for- You muft be fo good Sir to rile, and be put to death.-
tune, by the Saint whom Iprofefle,! will plead againft Bar. Away you Rogue, away, I am fteepie.
it with my life. tAbh. T ell him he muft awake,
Pro. Pardon me, good Father, it is againft my oath. And that quickly too.
Duke. Were you fwornc to the Duke, or to the De- Clo: Pray Mafter Bamardme awake till you arecx -
putie ? ecuted,and fteepc afterwards.
Tro. To him, and to his Subftftutcs. Ab. Go in to him, and fetch him out.
Duke. You will think c you haue made no offence, if (,h. HeiscommingSir,hcisconiming: I hearehis
the Duke auoueh the iuftice of your dealing ? Straw ruffle.

Pro. But what likelihood is in that ? Enter Barnardtne.

Duke. Not a rcfemblancc, but a certainty ; yet fince Abh. Is the Axe vpon the blocke,firrah?
I fee you fearfull, that neither my coare, integrity, nor Clo. Verie readie Sir.
perfwafioty can with cafe attempt you, { wil go further Bar. How now Abhorfen ?
then 1 meant, to plucke all feares our of you • Looke What’s the newes with you ?
you Sir, heere is the hand and Seale of the Duke : you Abh. Truly Sir, I would defire you to clap into ypur
know theCharradier 1 doubt not, and the Signet is not prayers: for looke you, the Warrants come.
ftrange to you? Bar. You Rogue, I haue bin drinking all nighr,
Pro. 1 know them both. I am not fitted for’e.

Dukf. The Contents of this, is the returned the Clo. Oh, the better
S ir: for he that drinkes all uii’ht,
Duke; you fhallanon ouer -reade it at your plcafure: aad is hanged becimes in the morning , may fleepe^che
where you fliall finde within thefc two daies, he wil be founder all the next day.
liecre. This is a thing that Angelo kno wes not for hee , Enter Duke.
this very day receiues letters of ftrange tcnor.perchance Abh. Looke you Sir, heere comes your ghoftly Fa-
of the Dukes death, perchance entering into lomeMo- ther do we ieft now thinke you ?
:

nafterie, but by chance nothing of what is writ.Looke, Duke. Sir, induced by my charitie, and hearing how
th’vnfolding Starre callesvp the Shepheard; put not haftily you are to depart, I am come to aduife you.
your felfe into amazement, how thefe things fhould be; Comfort you,andpray with you.
but cafie when they arc knownc. Call
alLdifficulties arc Bar. Friar, not I :lhaue bin drinking hard all night,
your executioner, and pffwith Barmriin.es head 1 wftl : and I will haue more time to prepare mee, or they (hall
.giMC him 3 prefent ,fhrift and aduife him for a better
, beat out my braines with billets : I will not content to
place. Yet you are amaz’d, but this fliall abfolutelyre- die this day, that’s certaine.
.folue you -Come away,it is almoft elcere d^wne. Exit. Duke. Oh fir, you muft and therefore I bcifecch you:

Looke forward on the iournic you fhall go.

Bar. I fwcare I will not die to day for aniemans per-
fwafion.
Scena Tenia, Duke. Butheareyou; _
J3*r.Not a word ifyou haue anie thing
:
to fay to me
litr come to my Ward : for thence will not I "to day.
Estter Clovone.
Exit
Clo. I am as well acquainted heere, as I was in our
.
Eater Promfi.
houfcofprofeffion ; one would thinke it were Miftris Duke. Vnfic to liue,or die oh graucll heart. :

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Afterhim (Fellowes) bring'him to the blbckc. Injurious World, moft'darhhe'd Angelo.

Pro. Now Sir, how do you finde thepriforte'r? Duke. Thia nor hurts' him, nor profits ybba iot,
'Duke. A creature vnpre-par’d, vnniect fot death/ Forbeare it therefore, giue your ettufe to hbiuen,
And to tranfport him in the mindc he is. Marke what I fay, which yott fhal finde
Were damnable. By eucry fillableafaithftH vCritie.
Pro. Heere in the prifon, Father, The Duke corrtes home to morrow nay drieyour eye#. :

There died this morning ofa cruell Featior, One of our Couent, and his Confeflcr
Qne%agozjmc,i moft notorious Pirate, Giucs me this inftance Already he hath: carried
A man SEftetudio's yeares his beard, and head
: Notice to Efcaltu and Angelo,
I lift of his cblour. What if we do omit Who do prepare to racete him at the gates', (dome.
This Reprobate, til he were wel endin’d. There to giue vp their powre: Ifyou can pace yout wif-
And fatisfie the Deputic with the vifage In that good path that I would wiCb it go,
Of Ragoz.ute, more like to Claudio} And you fhal haueyour bofome on this Wretch,
Duke. Oli/tis an accident that heauen prouides Grace of the Duke,reuengcs to yout heart.
Difpacch it on
prefently, the houre drawes And general Honor.
Prefixtby Angelo See this be done. Ifa. I am dire&ed by you.
And fent according to command, whilos I ‘Duk. This Letter then to Friar Peter giue,
Perfwade this rude wretch willingly to die. Tis me of the Dukes retume
that he fent
pro. This fhall be done (good father) prclently : Say, by this token, I defire his companie
But Barnardine my ft die this afternoone. At Marianas houfe to night. Her caufe,and yours
And how {hall we continue Claudio ,
lie per fed him withall, and he fhal bring you

Tofauemefrom the danger that might come. Before the Duke and to the head of Angelo
;

If he were knowncatiuc ? Accule him home and home. For my poore felfe,
Duke. I.et this be done. I am combined by a facred Vow,

Put them in fecret holds, both Rarnardwemd Claudio And fhall be abfent. Wend you with this Letter :

Ere twice the Sun hath made his iouVnall greeting Command thefe fretting waters from youreies
To yond generation, you fhal finde With a light heart ;
truftnot my holie Order
Your fafetic manifefted. If I peruertyour courfc : whole heere ?

pro. Iam your free dependant. Exit. Enter Lucia,

Duke. Quickc, difpatch, and fend the head to Angelo Luc. Good’cucn;
Now wil I write Letters to ^ingelo, Frier, where’s the Prouoft ?

(The Proooft he fhal bcare thcm)whofc contents Duke. Not within Sir.
Shal witneffe to him I am ncerc at home : Luc. Oh pretue Ifabella, I am pale at tttine heart, to
And that by greatlniun&ionsl am bound fee thine eyes fo red thou muft be patient ; I am faine
:

To enter pubhkely him lie defire

: to dine and fup with water and bran : I darb not Car my
To meet me at the conlecrated Fount. head fill my belly. One fruitful Meale would fbtnace
A League below the Citic : and from thence. too’t bat they fay the Duke will be heereto MtfrroW.
:

By cold gradation, and weale-bailanc’d forme. By my troth Ifabelll tou’d thy brother, iftheolde fab*-
We fhal proceed with Angelo. taftical Duke of darke corners had beneat homb/thad
Enter Tronoff. liued.

Pro. Heere is the head, lie carrie it my i’elfc. Duke. Sir, the Dukeis marueilous little beholdiog
'Duke. Conuenient is it Make a fwift rcturnc.
: to your reporcs, but the beft is, he hues not in them.
For I would commune with you of luch things. Luc. Friar, thou knoweftootthe puke fowclas I

That want no care but yours. do : he’s a better woodman then thou tak’ft him for.
Pro. Ilemakeallfpeede. Exit Duke. Well you’l aufwer this one day .Fare ye WtlL
:

If bell within. Luc. Nay tarrie, lie go along with thet,

Ifa. Peace hoa, be heere. I can tel thee pretty tales of the Duke.
Duke. The tongue of IfabeH. She's come to know, Duke, Y ou haue told me too many of him already fit
Ifyet her brothers pardon be comehither if theybe true : if not true, nbne were enough.
But I will keepe her ignorant of her good, Lucio. I was once befote him for getting a Wench
T o make her heaucnly comforts of difpaire. with childe.
When it is leaft expelled. Duke. Did you fuch a thing?
Enter Ifabella. Luc. Yes roarrie did I ; but I was fainetb fdrfwfcir it.
Ifa.Hoa, by yourleaue. They would elfe haue married me tb the batten Medltr.
Duke. Good morning to yott, faire, and gracious Duke. Sir your company is fairer then hoheft, reft you
daughter. Well.
Ifa. The better giuen me by fo holy a than, Lucio. By my troth lie go with thee to the lanes end:
Hath yet the Deputic fent my brothers pardon ? ifbaudy talke offend you,we’el haue ycry litleofit:nay
Duke. He hath releafd him, //rf£e£,frdriuhe world, Friar, I am a kind ofBurrc, I fhal ftickc. Exeunt
His head and fent to Angelo.
is oft,

Ifa, Nay, but ic is not fo«

Duke. Itisnoothfcr,
Shew your wifedome daughter in yottr Hbfc patience. Scena Quarta.
Ifa. Oh,I wil to him, and plucke out his cies.
D«£. You fhal not be admitted to his fight. Enter Angelo & Efcaltu.
Ifa. VnKappie ClaWdio , Wretched IfdbeS, i/f.Euety tccteche hath writ, hath difirduoh'dottnff.
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Au. Inmoft vncucnanddiftra^cdmanncr,hi6afttonsi Ifab. Befides he tells me, that if peraduenturc
fliow mush'likcto-madncffc, prayfhcauenihiswvifcdomc He fpeakc againft me on the aduerfe fide,
bcc not caiitijfed.: and whysntccc hint ao rfits gates and te- I (hould not tbinke it ftrange, for ’tis aphyfidtc
liucr ou raOthawciet therdS That’s bitter, to fweet end.

Efc. Igheffenot.. m 'i

•
Enter Peter.
AftpAtldiwhyfhouIdvVee ptoclairaoit in an howre Tflar. I would Frier Peter
Oh peace, the Frier is come.
petition*
before hit entf4ng v that<if any eraueredreffe of iniuftice,
Itbcy (hould exhibit chair * in the ftreet ?
Efc. He (Bowes hisireaibn for that:to haue a difpatch
Ifab.
Peter. Come I haue found you out a (land mo,ft fir.
Where you may haue fuch vantage on the Duke
of Complaints., and! to, deiiuer vs from dcuiees heere- He (hall not pafie you
after, which fhall them haue Jiorpowertaftandagainft Twice haue the Trumpets founded.
vs. The generous,and graueft Citizens
Ang. Well tlbefccchyou let it betproclaim’d be- Haue hent the gates, and very necre vpoa
times i’th’ morne, He call youat-youeboufe giue notice :
The Duke is entring :
to fuch men offort and fuitc?asatlccowcec«him. Therefore hence away. Exeunt.
Exit.
Efc* TfhalWir;: faceyouwelL
Ang. Ciootl tight.
This deede vnfliapes me quite, makes me vnpregnant
And dull to all proceedings- Adeflowrcdmaid,
AHus Quintus . Scwna Trima*
And by au eminent body, that enforc d
The Law agairtft ic ? But that her ten dec fhame
Will not pcodairnc a gauall her maiden Ioffe, Enter DukefJxrrtm.L ords y Angeloffculus ,Lucio,
How might (be tongue! me ? yet reafdn dares *.cr no, Citizens at fucrall dotres.
Formy Authority bcaves of a credent b ulkc, D*k- My very worthy Cofcn, fairely mer.
That no particular icandal! once can touch Our old.andfaithfull friend, we are glad to fee you.
But it confounds the breather. He fiiQuld haue iiti d> Ang.Efc. Happy rcturne be to yonr royall grace.
Saue that his riotous youth with dangerous fense Duf. Many and harty th3nkings to you both:
Might in the times to come haue ta ne reuenge Wc haue made enquiry of you, and we heare
By fo rcceiuing a difhonor’d life Such goodnefle of your In (lice, tint ourfoule
With ranfome of fitch fhamc : would yet hchad liued. Cannot but yeeld you forth topubiique thawkes
Alack rwhen once our grace we haue torgor Forerunning morercquitall.
Nothing goes righc,we would,and we would not. Exit. *Ang. You makemy bouds ft ill greater.
Duk. Oh yourdefert fpeaks loud,& J' fhould wrong it
To loeke it in the wards ofcouert bofomc
When it deferue* with characters of braffe
Seen a Quinta. A forted refidence ’gainft the tooth of tioie,
Andraz.ure ofobliuion Giue we your hand
:

And let the Subieif fee, to make them know

Enter Duke <*nd Frier Peter. \ That outward curtefies would faine prodaime
Duke. Thefe Letters at fit time deiiuer me. Fauours that keepc wichin Come ffca/tu. :

The Prouoft knowesour purpofe aijd our pier, You muft walke by vs, on our other hand t
The matter being a foote, keepeyour inftruchon And good fupporters 3reyou.
And hold you eucr to our fpeciall drift Enter Peter and Iftbella.
Though fometimes you doe blench from this to that Peter. Now is your time
As caufe doth miniftcr : Goe call at Flauta. houle. Speake loud, and kneele before him.
And tell him where I ftay :
giue the like notice Ifab. Iuftice,0 royall Duke, vaile your regard
r
To ValenctM, RoveUndi and to Crafftu , Vpon a wrong’d (I would fainc haue faid a Maid)
And bid them bring the Trumpets to the gate Oh worthy Prince, dilhonor not your eye
But fend me Flauim firft. By throwing it on any other obie ft,
Peter. It (hall be fpceded well. T ill you haue heard me,in my true complaint.
Enter Vxrritu. And giuen me Iuftice,Iufticc,Iuftice,luftice,
Duke. thank thee yarritu , thou haft made good haft,
I Duk. Relate your wrongs;
Come, we will walke There’s other of our friends
.*
Jn what,by whom ? be britefe :

Will greet v* heere anon : my gentle ZJarriw. Exeunt. Here is Lord Angelt (ball giueyou Iuftice,
Reucale your fclfe to him.
Ifab. Oh worthy Duke ,
You bid me feeke redemption ofthe diucll,
Scena Sexta. Heare me your fclfe for that which I muft (peakc
:

M uft either punifh me, not being bclecu’d.

Or wring redrefle from you :

Enter Iftkellit and UWariana. Heare me : oh heare me, heere.

Ifah. To fpeak fo indirefiUy I am loath Ang. My Lord, her wits I feare me are not firme
I would fay the truth.but to accufe him fo She hath bin a fuitor to me, for her Brother
That is your part , yet I am aduis’d to doe it Cut off by courfc of Iuftice.
He fates, to vaile full purport* By courfc ofluftice.
Ifib.
CM*r. Be rul'd by hin»« Ang. And (he will fpcak« raofl bitterly, and ftrange.
Moft
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Ifab. MoG Grange : but yet moll cruely will fpcakc. The phrafe is to the matter. n . .

That Angelos forfworne, is it not Grange? ‘Duke. Mended againe the matter .-proceed. :

That Angelo's a murtherer, is't not Grange? Ifab. In briefe, to fet the necdldle procefle by s

That Angelo is an adulterous thiefe. How I perfwaded, how I prai<L,and kneci’d, •'£

An hypocrite.a virgin violator. How he refeld me, and how I replidc ?

Is itnot Grange ? and Grange ? ( For this was of much length) the vild conclufion
Duke. Nay it is ten times Grange? I now begin with griefe, and (harne to vtter.
not truer he Angelo , He would not, but by gift ofmychaGe body
~
I[a. It is is

Jhen this is all as truc.as it is Grange To his concupifciblc intemperate luG

Nay,it is ten times true, for truth is truth Releafe my brother and after much debatementj
; o
T o th’end of recknmg. My fifferly remorfe, confutes mine honour.
Duke. Away
with her : poore foule And I did yeeld to him But thenext mornc betimes,
: •

She fpeakes tKinfirmity of fence.

thist^in His purpol'e furfetting, he fends a warrant >.

Ift. Oh Prince,! coniurc thee. as thou belceu’G For my poore brothers head.
There is another comfort, then this world, Duke. This is moG likely.

That thou negleifl me not, with that opinion Iftb. Oh that it were as like as it is true. (fpeak’ff,
That I am touch’d with madneffe make not impoffible : Duk; By heauen(fond wretch)y knowft not whatthou
That which but (cemes ynlike,’tij not impoffible Or elfe thou art fuborn’d againG his honor
But one, the wiekedG caitiffe on the ground In hatefull pra£hfe : firGhis Intcgritic
May feeme as fhie.as graue.as iuft,as abfolutc ^ Stands without blemifb next it imports no reafon. :

i As Angelo , euen fo may Angelo That with luch vchemency he fhould purfuc
In all his drcfTmgs,cara£b, titles, formes, Faults proper to himfclfe : ifhe had fo offended
, Be an arch-villa]nc .• Bclceuc it, royall Prince He would haue waigh’d thy brother by himlelfe.
I ifhe be leffe.he’s nothing, but he's more, '
.
And not haue cut hin\off: fome one hath fet you on
> Had I morename for badndle. Confelle the truth, and fay by whofe aduice
Byminehonefty
‘Duke. Thou cam’G lieere to complaine.
if (he be mad.as I bclecuc no other. Iftb. And is this all ?

Her madneffe hath the oddeG frame of fcr.fc. Then oh you blefled MiniGcrs aboue
Such a dependancy of ching,op thing, Keepe me in patience, and with ripened time
As heard in madneffe.
ere I V nfold the euill, which is heere wrapt vp
Oh gracious Duke
Iftb. In countenance heauen (hield your Grace from woe,
:

Harpe not on that ; nor do not banifla reafon As I thus wrong’d, hence vnbelceucd goe.
For inequality, but let your reafon ferue Duke. I know you’ld faine be gone: An Officer
Tomake the tru.th appearc, where it feemes hid, To prifon with her: Shall wc thus permit
And hide thefalfe feemes true. A blaGing and a fcandalous breath to fall
Dukj Many that are not mad On him fo neere vs? ThisneedsrnuGbeapta*Gi£e';
Haue more lackcofxeafcn
fure t Who knew ofyour intent and comming hither?
What would you fay ? If One tl^it I would were heerc Frier Lodosvick.
t. ,

Ifab. 1 am the Siller of one Claudio, Duk. A ghoGly Father, belike:

Condemnd vpon the A61 of Fornication Who knowes that Lodomcke}
To loofe his h^ad, condemn’d by Angelo , Luc. My Lord, I know him, ’cis a mcdling Fryer,
probation of a SillcthoodJ
I, (in I doe not like the man had he been Lay my Lord,
:

Was fenc to by my Brother ; one Lucio For certaine words he fpake againG your Grace
As then the Meffenger. In your retirment, I had fwing’d him foundly,
Luc. That’s I.and’t like youi Grace : Duke. Words againG mce? this ’a good Fryer belike
I flaud;o, and dehr’d her,
came i;o her from And to fet on this wretched woman here
To cry her gracious fortune with Lord Angelo, AgainG our SubGitute Let this Fryer be found.
:

For her poore Brothers pardon. Luc. But yeGcrnighc my Lord, fhe and that Fryct
Iftb . That’s he indeedc. I faw them at the prifon a fawey Fryar, :

Duk. You were not bid to fpeakc. •

A very feuruy fellow.
Luc. No, my good Lord, ‘Peter. Blefled be your Royall Grace :

Nor wifh’d to hold my peace. I haue Good by my Lord, and I haOe heard
Duk. I wifb you now then. Your royall care abus’d: firGh&tli this woman
Pray you take note ofit and when you haue : MoG wrongfully accus’d your SubGitu.te,
A bufineffe for your felfe pray heauen you then :
Who is as Gee from touch, or foy lc with her
Be pcrfefl. As fhe from onevngot.
Luc. I warrant your honof. Duke. We did belceueno leffe.
Duk- The warrant s for your felfe take heede : to*t.' Know you that Frier Ledowtck. that fhe fpeakes of?
Ifib. This Gentleman cold fomewhae of my Tale. Peter. I know him for a man diuine and holy.

Luc. Right. Not feuruy, nor a temporary medler

Duk. 1 1 may be right, but you are i’the wrong As he’s reported by this Gentleman
To fpeakc before your time :
proceed, And on my truG, a man that ncuer yet
Iftb. I went ; J ; i f .
• ) ;
’
Did (as be vouches) mif-report your Grace#
To this pernicious Caitiffe Deputie. Luc. My Lord,mo£ viilanoufly, bclceuc it.
Duk That’s fomewhat madly fpoken. Peter. Well he in time may come to clecre hinafelfc;
:
;

Iftb\ Pardpnit, But at this iqftant he is ficke, my Lord

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Of a ftrange Fcauor vpon his : mecre requeft Duk. Sirha, no more.
Luc. Enoug my Lord.
Beni" come to knowledge, that there was complaint
Intended ’gainft Lord Anglo* came I hether Ang. My Lord, I muft confefle, I know this woman
And fiue yeres was fome fpeech of marriage
To fpeakc as from his oionth,what he doth know fincc there

Is true, and falfe And what he with his oath

:
Betwixt my fclfe, and her which was broke off.
:

probation will make vp full clearc Partly for that her promis’d proportions
And all

Whenloeuer he’s conuented Firft for this : woman, Came fhorc of Compofition : But in chiefc
worthy Noble man For that her reputation was dif-valued
To iuftifie this
In lcaitie Since which timeof fiueyeres
So vulgarly and perfonally accus’d.
:

eyes, I neucr fpake with her, faw her, nor heard from her
Her fhall you heare difproued to her
Till (he her fclfe confelfe it. Vpon my faith, and honor.
Mar. Noble Prince,
Duf. Good Frier, let’s heare it

Doc you not fmile at this, Lord A *gclo> As there comes light from hcaucn,and words fro breath,
As there is fence in truth, and truth in venue,
Oh heauen,thc vanity of wretched tooles.
am affianced this mans wife, as llrongly
Giuc vs lome feates, Come coien Angelo, I

As words could make vp vowes And my good Lord,

In this HI be impartiall be you lodge
:
:

But T ucfday night laft gon, in’s garden houfc.

Of your owne Caufe Is this the Witnes Frier
:
f
He knew me as a wife. As this is true.
Enter Mariana.
Let me in fafety raife me from my knees.
Firft, let her (hew your face, and after, fpeakc. Or elfefor euer be confixed hete
Mar. Pardon my Lord, I will not ihew my face A Marble Monument.
Vntill my husband bid me. Ang. I did but fmile till now,
‘Duke, What, are you married i Now, good my Lord, giue me the fcope of Iuftice,
Mar! No my Lord. My patience here is touch’d I doepercciue :

Duke. Are you a Maid ? Thefc poore informall women, are no more
Mar. No my Lor,!. But inftruments ot fome more mightier member
‘Duk- A Widow then ? Th;;tletsthemon. Let me haue way, my Lord
Mar. Neither, my Lord. To finde this pradlife out.
Buk. Why you are nothing then: neither Maid, Wi- Duke. I, with my heart,
dow, nor Wife? And punifli them to your height of pleafure.
Luc. My Lord, flic may be a Puncke : for many of Thou foolifh Frier, and thou pernicious woman
them, are neither Maid,W ido.w.nor Wife. Compait with her that’s gone ihinkft thou, thy oathes. :

Duk^ Silence that fellow I would he had fomc caufe

: Though they would fwear downe each particular Saint,
to prattle forhimfclfe. Were teftimonies agaiuft his worth, and credit
Luc. Well my Lord. That’s feald in approbation ? you. Lord Efcaltu
Mar. My. Lord, 1 doe confefle I nere was married, Sit with my Cozen, lend him your kinde paines
And I am no Maid,
confefle befides, I To finde out this abule, whence ’tis deriu’d.
I haue known my husband, yet my
husband There is another Frier that let them on,
Knowes not, that cucr he knew me. Let him be fejit for.
Luc. He was drunk then, my bord,it carfbe no better. Piter. Would he were here, my Lord, for he indeed
For the benefit of filence,would thou wert to to. Hath fee the women on to this Complaint
Luc. Well,my Lord. Your Prouoft knowes the place where he abides,
Duk. This is no witnefle for Lord Angelo. And he may fetch him.
Mar. Now I come to’t, my Lord. v
Duke. Goc, doc it inftantly :

Shee that accufes him of Fornication, And you, my noble and well-warranted Cofcn
In felfe-fame manner, doth accufc my. husband Whom it concerncs to heare this matter forth.
And charges him, my Lord, with fuch a time. Doe with your iniuries as feemes you beft
When I’le depofc 1 had him in mine Armes In any chaftifement ; I for a while
With all th’effecl of Loue. Will leaueyou but Air not you till you haue
;

Ang. Charges (be moc then me? Well determin’d vpon thefe Slanderers. Exit.
Mar. Not that I know. Efc. My Lord, wee’ll doe it throughly Signior Lu- :

’DukjNo? you fay your husband. cio did not you fay you knew that Frier Lodorvicf to be a
,

Mar. Why iufl, my Lord, and that is Angelo, difhoneft pet fon ?

Who thinkes he knowes, that he nere knew my body, Luc. Cucullusnonfacit Monacbum, honeft iunothing
But knows, he thinkes, that he knowes Ifabels. but in his Cloches , and one that hath ("poke mol) vilia-
Ang. This is a ftrange abufe : Let’s fee thy face. nous Ipccchcs ofthe Duke.
Mar. My husband bids me, now I will ynmaske. Efc. We (hall intreat you to abide heerc till he come,
This is that face, thou cruell Angelo and inforce them againft him we : fhall finde this Frier a
Which once thou fworft, was worth the looking on: notable fellow.
This is the hand, which with a vowd contrail Luc. As any Vienna, on my word.
in

Was faft belockt in thine This is the body : fame IfabeH here once againe , I woulc
£fc. Call that
That tookeaway the march from Ifnbell, fpeake with her -.pray you, my Lord, giuc mee leaue to
And did fupply thee at thy garden-houfe queftion, you fhall fee how He handle her.
In her Imagin’d perfon. Luc. Not better then he, by her owne report,
Duke. Know you this woman ? £fc. Say you i
Luc. Carnallie fhe faies. Luc. Marry fir, I thinke,ifyou handled her prluately
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She would foonet confeffe, perchance publikely file’ll be much more, much worfe.
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afham’d. Luc. Oh thou damnable fellow : did not I pluckc thee

by the nofc, for thy fpeeches ?
Enter Dtt\e fProuofl Jfabclh.
Duk. I proteft,I loue the Duke, as I loue my felfe.
Efc. I will goe darkely to worke with her. Ang. Harke how the villaine would clofe now, after
Luc. That’s the way : for women are light at mid- his treafonable abufes.
night. Efc. Such a fellow is not to be talk’d withall: Away
Efc. Come on Miftris, here’s a Gentlewoman, with him to prifon Where is the Preuefi } away with
:

Denies all that you haue faid. him to prifon lay bolts enough vpen him: let him fpeak
:

Luc . My Lord, here comes the rafcall I fpoke of. no more: away with thofeGiglets too and with the o- ;

Here, with the Trouojl. ther confederate companion.

Efc. In very good time fpeakc not you to him,
: till Dukj Stay Sir,ftay a while.
wc call vponyou. Ang. What, relifts he ? helpc him Lucio.
Luc. Mum. Luc. Come fir,come fir.come fir fohfir, why you
:

Efc. Come Sir, did you fet thefe women on to (lan- bald-pared lying rafcall.-you muft be hooded muft you ?
der Lord Angelo} they haue confefVi you did. fliDW your knaues yifage with a poxe to you: (how ybur
Dul Tistalle. (heepe-biting face, and be hang’d an houre: will’t
Efc. How ? Know you where you are ? not off ?
Duk. RefpeCi to your great place and let the ; diuell Duf. Thou art the firft knaue, that ere mad’ft a Duke.
Be lometime honour’d, for his burning throne. Firft Prouofl , letme bayle thefe gentle three
Where the Duke ? tis he fliould heare ir.e fpeakc.
is Sneakc not away Sir,for the Fryer, and you,
Efc. The Duke’s in vs and wc will heare you fpcake,
: Muft haue a word anon.- lay hold on him.

Lookc you fpeake iullly Luc. This may prouc worfe then hanging.
Duk- Boldly, at leatt. But oh poorc follies, Duk. Whatyou haue fpoke,I pardon: (it youdowne,-
Come you to (eeke the Lamb here of the Fox W e 11 borrow place of him ; Sir,by your leauc :

Good night to your redrefle Is the Duke gone? : H 3 ft thou or word, or wit, or impudence,
Then is your caufc gone too The Duke’s vniu(t, : I That yet can doe thee office ? If thou ha’ft
Thus to retort your manifeft Appeale, Rely vpon it, till my tale be heard,
And put your triall in the villaines mouth, And hold no longer out.
Which here you come to accufe. Ang. Oh, my dread Lord,
Luc. This is the rafcall : this is he I fpoke of. I fhould be guiltier then my guiltincffe,
Efc. Why thou vnreuerend, and vnhallowed Fryer : Tothinke I can be vndifccrncable,

Is’tnot enouqh thou hall fuborn’d thefe women. When I percciue your grace, likepowre diuine,
To accufe this worthy man ? bur in foule month. Hath look’d vpon my pafles. Then good Prince,
And in the witnefle of his proper earc, No longer Selfion hold vpon my (hame,
To call him villame; and then to glance from him, But let my Triall,be mine owne Confelfion
To th' Duke himlelfe, ro taxe him with Iniuftice ? Immediate fentence then, and fcquent death.
T ake him hcncejto th’ racke with him : we’ll to wzcjyou Is all the grace I beg.
Ioynt by ioynt, but we will know his jy*i pole : .
Dul^. Come hither Mariana,
What ? vniull ? Say : was’tthou ere contracted to this wo man ?
Duk. Be not lo hot the Duke dare : Ang. I was my Lord.
N o more (Iretch this finger of mine, then he 'Duf Coe take her hence, and marry her inftantly.
Dare racke his owne : his Subieftam nor. 1 Doe you the office (Fryer') which confunimate,
Nor here Prouinciall; My bufineffe in this State Rcturnehim here againe goe with him Prouojl. Exit
:

Made me a looker on here in F'/enna, Efc. My Lord,I am more amaz’d at his dishonor.
Where I haue feens corruption boyle and bubble. Then at the ftrangenefie of it.
Till it ore-run the Ste m : Lawes,for ail faults, Duk^ Come hither IfibeH,
But faults fo countenanc’d,that the (trong Statutes Your Frier is now your Prince As I was then :

Stand like the forfeites in a Barbers (hop, Aduertyfing, and holy to your bufinefle,
As much in mocke,as marke. ( Not changing heart with habit) I am (till,

Efc. Slander to th’ State : Atturnied at your feruice.

Away with him co prifon. Ifxb, Oh giuc me pardon
Ang. What can you vouch againft him Signior Lucie} That I,your vaflaile, haue imploid,and pain’d
Is this the man that you did tell vs of? Your vnknowneSoueraigntic.
Luc, Tis he, my Lord : come hither goodman bald- Duk. You are pardon'd Iftbell'.
pate, doe you know me? And now,deere Maide, be you 3s free to vs.
Duf. 1 remember you Sir, by the found ofyour voice, Your Brothers death 1 know lies at your heart
I met you at the Prifonpn the abfence of the Duke.
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And you may maruaile, why I obfeur’d my felfe.
Luc. Oh, did you fo? and do you remember what you Labouring to faue his life and would not rather
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of the Duke.
faid . Make rafh remonftrance of my hidden powre.
Duk^ Moll notedly Sir. Then let him fo be loft : oh molt kinde Maid,
Luc. Do you fo Sir And was the Z)«^aflefh-mon»
:
Ic was the fwift celciitieofhis death,

ger, afoole, and a coward, as you then reported him Which I did thinke,with flower foot came on,
That brain’d my purpofe : but peace be with him.
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tobe?* ; ‘

Duks You muft(Sir)change perfons with me.creyou That life is better life paft fearing death.
make that my report you indeedefpokefoof him, and
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Then that which liues to fcare: make it your comfort.
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'So happy i* your Brother. Atanvnufuall howre?
Enter Angelo,'(JMaria, Peter ,Prouofi. Pro. It was commanded fo.
doe iny Lord.
Ifab. I Duke. Had you a fpcciall warrant for the deed ?
Dnks For this new-maried man, approaching here, Pro. No my good Lord was by priuate mcfTage.
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Whofe fait imagination yet hath wrong’d Duk. For which I doc difeharge you of your office,
Your weH defended honor you mud pardon :
Giue vpyourkeyes. ,

For Mariana's fake But as he adiudg’d your Brother,

: Tro. Pardon me, noble Lord,
Being criminall,in double violation I thought it was a fault, but knew it not,
Offacred Chaditie,and ofpromifc-breach. Yet did repent me after more aduice.
Thereon dependant for your Brother* life. For tedimony whereof, one in the prifon
The very mercy of the Law cries out That fhould by priuate order clfe haue dide,
Molt audible, euen from his proper tongue. I haue referu’d aljue.

An Angelo for flaudio, death for death .•

Duk^. What’s he?
Hade (till paies hade, and leafure,anfwers leafure Pro. His name is Baruardine.
Like doth quit like, and Meafure fill! for Meafure : Duke. I would thou hadd done fo by (flandio;
Then Angelo, thy fault’s thus manifefted Goe fetch him hither, let me looke vpon him.
Which though thou would’A deny.demesthee vantage. Efc, I am forry,one fo learned, and fo wile
We doc condemne thee to the very Blocke As you, Lord Angelo, haue dil appear’d.
Where Claudio Hoop'd to death, and with like hade. Should flip fo groflelie, both in the heat of bloud
Away with him. And lacke of temper’d iudgement afterward.
Mar. Oh my mod gracious Lord, Aug. I am forrie, that fuch forrow I procure.
I hope you will not mocke me with a husband ? And fo deepe dicks it in my penitent heart
Duk, It is your husband mock’tyou witha husband. That I irane death more willingly then mercy,
Conferring to the fafe-guard of your honor, ’Tismy deferuing, and I doc entreat it.
I thought your marriage fit dfe Imputation, : Enter Barnardme and Proucff Claudio, Julietta,
For that he knew you, might reproach your life, Duke. Which is that Baruardine}
And choake your good to come : For his PoffeiTions, Pro. This my Lord.
Although by confutation they are ours Duke. There was a Friar told me of this man.
Wedoeen-llate.and widow you with ail, Sirha, thou art faid to haue a ftubbornc foule

To buy you abccterhusband. That apprehends no further then this world.

Mat. OhmydeereLord, And fquar’A thy life according Thou’rt condemn’d. :

I crauc no other,nor no better man. But for thofc earthly faults, I quit them all.
Duke. Ncuer craue him, we are definable.
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And pray thee take this mercie to prouide

Mar; Gentle my Liege. For better times to come Frier aduife him,:

Duke. You doe but loofe your labour. I leauc him to your hand .What muffeld fellow’s that?

Away with him to dcach Now Sir,toyou. : Pro. This is another prifoner that I fatfd,
Mat. Oh my good Lord/wcetZ/^e/f, take my part, Who fhould haue di’d when Claudio lofl hi> head ,
Lend me your knees, and all my life to come, As like almofl to Claudio, a* himfelfe.

I’ll lend you all my life to doe you feruicc, Duke. If he be like your brother, for his fake
Duke. Againd all fence you doe importune her. I s he pardon’d, and for your louelic lake
Should fhe kncele downc, in mercie of this fait. Giue me your hand, and fay you will be mine.
Her Brothers ghod,hispaued bed would breake. He is my brother too But fitter time for that
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And take her hence m horror. By this Lord Angelo perceiues he’s fafe,

(JMfir. Ifaked Mcthinkes I fee aquickning in his eye :

Sweet Ifabel, doe yet but kneele by me. Well Angelo, youreuill quits you well.
Hold vp your hands, fay nothing I’ll fpeake all. : Looke that you louc your wife her worth,worth yours :

They fay bed men are moulded outoffaults, I finde an apt remiflion in my felfe
And for the mod, become much more the better And yet heere’s one in place I cannot pardon.
For being a little bad So may my husband.
: You firha, that knew me for a foole,a Coward,
Oh Ifabel-. will you not lend a knee ? One all of Luxurie, an aflc, a mad man -.

'Duke. He dies for Claudio’s death. Wherein haue I fo del'eru’d of you

Ifab. Mod bounteous Sir. That you extoll me thus ?
Looke if it plcafc you, on this man condemn’d. Luc. ’Faith my Lord , I fpoke it but according to the
As if my Brother liu’d I partly thinke, : trick ifyou will hang me for it you may bud had ra-
: :

A due finceritie gouerned his deedes. ther it would pleafe you, I might be whipt.
Till he did looke on me : Since it is fo. Duke. Whipt fir A, fir, and hang’d after.
Let him not die : my Brother had but Iu dice. Proclaime it Prouofl round about the Cicie,
In that he did the thing for which he dide. If any woman wrong’d by this lewd fellow
For Angelo, his A£t did not ore-take his bad intent, (As 1 haue heard him fweare himfelfe there’s one
And mud be buried but as an intent whomhe begot with childe) letherappeare,
That perifh’d by the way thoughts are no fubiefts : And he fhall marry her : the nuptiall finifla’d.
Intents, but mcercly thoughts. Let him be whipt and hang’d.
"Mar. Meerely my Lord. Luc. I bcfeech your Highnefle doe not marry me to
Duk. Your fuite’s vnprofitablc dand vp I fay : a Whore : your Highnefle faid euen now;I made you a
I haue bethought me of another fault. Duke, good my Lord do not recompence me,in making
Prouofi , how came it Claudio was beheaded me a Cuckold.
Duk, Vpon
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Duke. Vppn mine honor thou (halt marrie her* There’s more bchinde that
Thanks
is more gratulatc.
Vrouoft for thy care, and fecrecie,
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Thy Handers I forgiue.and therewithall
Remit thy other forfeits : take him to prifon. W imploy thee in a worthier place.
e fhall

And fee our pleafurc herein executed. Forgiue him Angelo , that brought you home
Luc. Marrying a punkc my Lord,is prefling to death. The head of Ragoz,inc for flaudio’s,
Whipping and hanging. Th’oflfence pardons it felfe. Deere Ifabell,
Duke. Slandering a Prince deferues it. ;
I haue a motion much imports your good.
She Claudio that you wrong’d, looke you reftore. Whereto if you’ll a willing eare incline
Ioy to you Mariana, louc her Mngelo : What’s mine is yours,and what is yours is mine.
I haue confes’d her, and I know her vertue. So bring vs to our Pallace, where wee’ll Ihow
Thanks good friend, Efcaliu ,
for thy much goodnefle, What’s yet behindc,that raeete you all ftiould know.

Thornet*.
2. Friers .
The Scene Vienna. Peter. }
Elbow, aJimplcConflable.
The names of all the Adtdrs. Froth ,afooli(h Gentleman.
Clowne .
y'tnctntio : the Duke, Abhorfon, an Executioner.
Angelo , the Deputie, Barnardine,a dijjbluteprifiner.
Efcalus, an ancient Lord. Ifabcltdj fijler to Claudio.
Claudio, ayong Gentleman. Mariana , betrothed to Angelo,
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Lucio, afantaftique. lulietjbeloued ofClaudio.

2. Other like Gentlemen. F ran eifea, a Tgun.

Prouojl, Mifiris Ouer- don , a Bawd.

FINIS.
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The Comedie of Errors*

<tdflus primus , Scena prima.

The pleafing punifhment that women bcarc )

Enter the Duke ofEphefus ,
with the Merchant of Siracufa, Had made prouifion for her following me.
I/ylor,avd other attendants. And foone, and fafe,arriued where I was :

There had (he not beene long,but fiie became

Marchant. A loyfull mochcr of two goodly fonnes
Roceed Sottuns to procure my fall. And, which was ftrange.the one lo like the other,
And by thedoome of death end woes and all. As could not be difiinguifibd-hut by names.
Duke. Merchant ofStracufa, plead no more. That very howre,and in the lelfe-fame inne,
1 am not partiall to infringe our Law cs A meanc woman was dc/liuercd
The enmity and difcord which of late Ofl'uch a burthen Male, twins both alike :

Sprung from the rancorous outrage of your Duke, Thofe.for their parents were exceeding poore,
T o Merchants our well-dealing Countriinen I bought, and brought vp to attend my lonncs.

Who wanting gilders to redeemc their hues, My wife, not meancly prowd of two luch boyes.
Haue feal’d his rigorous fiatutes with their blouds Made daily motions for our home returne:
Excludes all pitty from our threatning lookes V nwilling I agreed, alas, too foone wee came aboord.
For fince the mortall and inteftine iarres A league from Eptdamium bad we faild
T wixt thy feditious Countri men and vs Before the alwaies winde-obeying deepe
It hath in folemneSy nodes becne decreed , Gaue any Tragicke Inftance of our harmc :

Both by the Siracujtans and our fclucs, ;

But longer did we nofctccaine much hope
To admit no trafficke to our aduerfc towncs For what obfeured light\he heauens did grant.
Nay more, if any borne at Ephefus Did but conuay vnto our fearcfull tnindes
Be fcenc at any Siracufan Marts and Fayres A doubtfull warrant of immediate death ,
Againe, if any Siracujtan borne Which though my felfe would gladly haue imbrac’d,
Come to the Bay of Ephefus , he dies Y et the inccflant weepings of my wife,
His goods confifcate to the Dukes difpofc, Weeping before for what (he faw mull come.
Vnleflca thoufand markes be leuied And pitteous playnings of the prettie babes
To quit the penalty, and to ranfomchim : That mourn'd for fafhion,ignorant what to feare,
Thy fubftance, valued at the higheft rate, Forft me to feeke delayes for them and me,
'
Cannot amount vnto a hundred Markes, And this it was: (for other meanes was none)
Therefore by I^aw thou art condemn’d to die. The Sailors fought for fafety by our boate.
Trier. Yet this my cqmfort,when your words are done. And left the fhip then finking ripe to vs.
My woes end likewife with the eucning Sonne. My wife, morecarefull for the latter borne.
Duf. Well Siracufian ; fay in briefe the caufe l
Had fafinedhim vnto a fmall fpareMaft,
Why thou departed!! from thy natiue home ? Such as fea-faring men prouidc for ftormes r

And for what cjmfethou cam’ft to Ephefus. To him one of the other twins was bound,
Trier. . A heauier taske could not haue beene impos’d, Whil'ft had beene like heedfull of the other.
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Then I to fpeake my griefes vnlpcakcablc : <. The children thus difpos’d,my wife and I,
Yet that the world may witnefie that my end Fixing our eyes on whom our care was fixe
Was wrought by nature, not by vile offen<e, , |
Faftned our felues at eyther end the mall,
lie vtter what my forrow giuesme leaue. j
And floating ftraight, obedient to the ftreamc.
In Sjracufa was I borne, and weddc
.GVvi .
Was carried cowards Corinth as we thought.
Vnto a woman,happy but for me, >r]l vse At length the fonne gazing vpon the earth),
And by me ; had not pur hap becne bad Difperftthofe vapours that offended vs,
With her I Iiu’d in ioy, our wealth increaft And by the benefit of his wiflied light
By profperous voyages I often made The waxt calme, and we difeouered
Teas
To Eptdamium, till my fa&ors death, Two fhippes from farre, making atnaine to vi :
And he great cate ofgoods at randone left, Of Corinth that, of Epidarm this ,
Drew me from kindc embracements of my fpoufe; But ere they came, oh let me fay no more.
From whom my abfcnce was not fixe moneths olde, Gather the fequell by that went before.
Before her felfe (almoft at fainting vnder Dnk.- Nay forward old man, doe not breake off fo,
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For we may piety, though not pardon thee. This very day a Sjracnfian Marchant
Merch. Oh had the gods done fo,I had not now Is apprehended for a riuall here
Worthily tearm’d them mercilefle to vs And not being able to buy out his life.
For ere the fhip9 could meet by twice fiue leagues, According to the ftatute of the towne.
We were encountred by a mighty rocke, Dies ere the wearie funnefet in the Weft
Which being violently borne vp, There is your monie that I had to keepe.
Ourhclpefullfhip wasfplitced in themidft j Ant. Goe beare it to the Centaure,where wehoft.
So that in this vniuft diuorce of vs. And ftay there Dromio^W I come to thee ;
Fortune had lefe to both of vs-alikc. Within this heure it will be dinner time,
What to delight in, what to forrow for, Till that lie view the manners of the towne,
Her part, poorefoule, feeming as burdened Perufe the traders, gaze vpon the buildings.
With lefler waight, but not with Idler Woe, And then returnc and fleepe within mine I line,
Was carried with more fpeed before the vvinde. For with long trauaile I am ftiffe and wearie. 0
And in our fight they three were taken vp Get thee away.
By Fishermen of Corinth , as we thought. Dro. Many a man would take you atyour word,
At length another (hip had Seiz’d on vs And goe indeede.bauing fo good a meane.
And knowing whom it was their hap to faue, Exit Dromio,
Gaue healthfull welcome to their fhtp-wrackr guefts, Ant. A truftie villaine fir, that very oft.
And would haue reft the Fifhers of their prey. When I am dull with care and melancholly.
Had not their backe beene very flow offaile Lightens my humour with his merry iefts :

And therefore homeward did they bend their courfe. What will you walke with me about the towne,
Thus haue you heard me feuer’d from my blifle. And then goe to my Inne and dine with me?
That by misfortunes was my life prolong’d. E.Trlar. I am inuiced fir to certaine Marchants, .

To tell fad (dories of my owne mifhap?, Ofwhom 1 hope to make much benefit
Duke. And for the lake of them thou forrowefl for, I craue your pardon, foone atfiue a docke,
Doe me the fauour to dilate at full, Pleafe you, lie mccte with yon vpon the Mart,
What haue befalne of them and they till now. And afterward confort you till bed time.-
Merch. My yongefl boy, and yet my eldcfl cave, My prefent bufinefle cals me from you now.
Ateightecnc yeeres became inquifitiue Ant. Farewell till then I will goe loofe my fclfe.
:

After his brother ; and importun’d me And, wander vp and downe to view the Citie.
That his attendant, fo his cafe was like. E.CMar. Sir, I commend you to your owne content.
Reft of his brocher,but retain’d his name. Exeutit.
Might beare him company in the quefl ofhitn: Ant.He that commends me to mine owne content*
Wnom whil’ftl laboured of a loi^e to fee, Commends me to the thing I cannot get:
I hazarded the loflc ofwhom I JpiiM. Ito the world am like a drop of water.
Fiue Sommers haue I fpenc in fartheft Greece, That in the Ocean feekes another drop,
Roming cleanc through the bounds of Afia. Who falling there to finde his fellow forth, „

And coafting homeward, came to Ephefiu :

(
Vnfeene,inquificiue) confounds hjrafelfc.
Hopclefle to findc,yetloth tolcauc vniought So I,to finde a Mother and a Brother,
Or that, or any place that harbours men : In queft ofthem(vnhappiea)loolemy felfe.

But hcere mull end the florv ofmy life,

And happy were I in my timelie death, Enter Dromio ofEphefm.
Could all my trauells warrant me they Hue. Here comes the almanacke ofmy true date: c

Di*ke. Haplefle Sgeon whom the fates haue markt What now ? How chance thou art return’d fo foone.
To beare tha extremitie of dire mifhap : E.Dro. Return’d fo foone, rather approacht too latfc:'
Now trulf me, were it not againft our Lawes, The Capon burnes, the Pig fals from the fpit;
my Crowne,my oath, my dignity,
Againft: p The clocke hath ftrucken twelue vpon the bell-:
Which Princes would they may not difanull, My Miftris made it one vpon my cheeke
My foule fliould fue as aduocatc for thee : She is fo hot becaufe the meaie is colde
But though thou adiudged to the death.
art The meate is colde, becaufe you come not home
And pafTed fentence may not be recal’d You come not home,becau(e you haue no ftoraacke
But to our honours great difparagemenf You haue no ftomacke.hauing broke your faft
Yet will I fauour thee in what I can But we that know what ’tis to faft and prajr.
Therefore Marchant, lie limit thee this day Are penitent for your default to day.
To feeke thy helpe by beneficiall helpe. Ant. Stopinyourwindefir,tellme'thi«Ipray ?
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Try all the friends thou hafl in Spbefm Where haue you left the mony that I gaue you. •

Beg thou, or borrow, to make vp the fumme, SEDro. Ohfixepchcethatlhadawenfdaylttft; i>,

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And Hue: if no, then thou art doom’d to die: To pay the Sadler for my Miftris crupper: I'-onEE
Iaylor,takehim to thycuflodie. The Sadler had it Sir*I kept it not.
laylor. I will my Lord. Ant, I am not in a fportiue humor now
Merch. Hopelcfleand helpelcffe doth Egeatt wend. Tcllme,and dally not, where is the moriie? ‘or-y :

But to procraftinatchisiiuelefle end. Exeunt. We being ftrangers here,how dar’ft thou truft o •

;
So great a charge from ^ineOwne eUftodie.
Enter Antipholu Erotes , a Marchant .and Dromio. eED9o. I pray you ieft fir as you fit at dinner:
Mer. Therefore giue out you are of Epidamtum, I from my Miftris come to you in poft: .ro'M
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\ for flic will fcoure your fault vpon my pate : Luc. Why, headftrong liberty is lafhc with woe
i Mcthinkes'yburmaVv, like mine, fhould* be yourcobke, There’s nothing fituate vndcr hcauens eye.
I And ftrikeyou home without a meflenger. But hath his bound in earth, in fea, in skic.
Ant. Come ‘Dromio i coit)t,thc(c iefts afeoutofleafon, The beafts,the fifhes.and the winged fowles
Rcfcrue them till a merrier houre then this Are their males fubiedts, and at their controules
Where is the gold 1 gaue in charge to thee? Man more diuine, the Mafter of all thefe.
ESDro. To me fir? why you gaue no gold to me? Lord of the wide world.and wiide watry leas.
*Ant. Come on fir knaue, haue done your foolifhnes. Indued with intelle&uall fence and foules.
And tell me how thou haft difpos’d thy charge. Of more prehcmincnce then fifh and fowles.
E.Dra. My charge was but to fetch you fiothe Mart Are mafters to their females, and their Lords
Home to your houfc, the Phoenix fir, to dinner; Then let your will attend on their accords.
My Miftris and her fifter ftaies for you. Adri. This feruitude makes you to keepe vnwed.
Ant. Now as I am a Ghriftian anfwcr me. Luci. Not this, but troubles of the marriage bed.
In what fafe place you hauebeftow’d my monic; Adr.But were you wedded,you wold bear fome fway
Or I fhall breake thatmcrric fconce-ofyours Luc. Ere 1 learne loue,Ile pradlife to obey.
That itands on tricks, when I am vndilpos’d Adr, How if your husband ftart fome other where ?
Where is the thoufand Markes thou hadft of me ? Lnc. Till he come home againe, I would forbeare.
E.Dro. I haue fome markes of yours vpon my pate Adr. Patience vnmou’d.no marucl though fhe paufe.
Some of my Miftris markes vpon my fbculders They can be mecke,that haue no other caule
But not a thoufand markes betweene you both. A wretched loule bruis’d with aduerfitie,
If I fhould pay your worfhip thofe againe, Wc bid be quiet when we heare it erie.
Perchanceyou will not beare them patiently. But were we burdned with like waight of paine
Ant. Thy Miftris markcsPwhat Miftris flaue haft thou? As muchjOrmore, wc fhould our felucs complaine
E.Dro. Your worfhips wife,my Miftris at thcPhcenix-, So thou chat haft no vnkinde mate to greeue thee.
She that doth faft till you come home to dinner With vrging belpclefle patience would releeue me
And praies that you will hie you home co dinner. But if thou hue to fee like right berefci,
Ant. What wilt thou flout me thus vmo my face This foole-beg’d patience in thet will be left. r.
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Being forbid?There take you that fir knaue. Luci. Well.I will marry one day but to trier " e
,

E.Dro. Whatmeancyou fir, forGod fakeholdvour Hsere comes your man, now is your husband nie.
Nay, and you will not fir, lie take my hceles. (hands
Exeunt Dromio £p. Enter Dromio Eph.
Ant Vpon my life by fome deuife or other. Adr. Say, is your tardie mafter now at hand ?
The villaine is ore-wrought of all my monie. E.Dro. Nay, bee’s at too hands with mce,and that my
They fay this towne is full of cofenagc two eares can witnefle.
As nimble Iuglers that decciue the eie : Adr. Say, didft thou fpcake with him? knowftthou
Darke working Sorcerers that change the minde his minde ?

Soule-killing Wttches.thac deforme the bodie £. D'O. I.I.hctold

his minde vpon minecare,
Difguifed Cheaters, prating Motmtebankcs; Befhrew his hand, I fcarce could vnderftand it.
And manie fuch like liberties of finne : Luc. Spake heefo doubtfully thou couldftno;feele
t
Ifit proue fo,l will be gone the fooner his meaning.
He to the Centaur to goe fecke this flaue, E. Dro. Nay, hee ftrooke fo plaiuly, I could too well
I greatly fearc my monic is not fafe. Exit. fecle his blowes ; and withall fo doubtfully, that I could
fcarce vnderftand them.
Adri. But fay,l prethee, is he comming home ?
Itfeemes he hath gre3c care to pleafe his wife.
E.Dro. WhyMiflreiTe, furemy Mafter is borne mad.
Secundus. Adri. Horne mad, thou villaine ?
E.Dro. I meane not Cuckold mad.
But fure he is ftarkc mad :
Enter Adrinna^xvife to Antipholis Sercptuijxitb When I defir’d him to come home to dinner,
Lhciaha her Sifter. He ask’d me hundred markes in gold :
for a
’Tis dinner timc quoth I : my gold, quoth he
;

Adr. Neither my husband nor the flaue return’d. Y our meat doth burne, quoth I my gold quoth he
: :

That in fuch hafte I fent to fecke his Mafter ? W ill you come, quoth I : my gold, quoth he

Sure Luciana it is two a clocke. Where is the thoufand markes I gaue thee villaine ?
Luc. Perhaps fome Merchant hath inuitedhim. ThePiggc quoth I, is burn d : my gold, quoth he
And from the Mart he’s femewhere gone to dinner : My miftrefle, fir, quoth I : hang vp thy Miftrefle :
Good Sifter let vs dine, and neuer fret I know not thy miftrefle, out on thy miftrefle.

A man is Mafter of his libertie Luci. Quoth who?

Time is and when they fee time.
their Mafter, E.Dr. Quoth my Mafter, I know quoth he, no houfc,
They’ll goe or come ; iffo, be patient Sifter. no wife, no miftrefle fo that my arrant due vnto my
:

Adr. Why fhould their libertie then ours be more? tongue, I thankehim,'Ibarehome vpon myfhoulders :

Luc. Bccaufe their bufinefle ftill lies out adore. for in conclufion.he did beat me there.
Adr. Lookc when I feruehim fo,he takes it thus. Adri. Go back againe,thou flaue, 8t fetch him home.
Luc. Oh, know he is the bridle of your will. Dro. Got backe againe, and be new beaten home i
Adr. There’s none but afles will be bridled fo. For Gods fake fend fome other meflenger*
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Adri. Backe flaue, or I will breake thy pate a.crofle. Vpon whatbargainedoyou giueitmc?
Dro. And he will blefle f crofle with other beating : Antffh. Beeaufe chat I familiarlie fometime*
Betweeneyou,l (hall haueaholy head. Doc vfe you for nay foole, and chat with you,
Adri. Hence prating pefant,fctch thy Maflcr home. Your lawcineftc will ieft vpon my loue.
Dro. Am round with you, as you with me.
1 fo And make a Common of my ferious howres,
That like a foot-ball you doe fpurnc me thus When the funne ftiines,let foolifti gnats make iport
You fpurne me hcnce,and he will fpurne me hither. But creepe in crannies,when he hides his bcames
If I lart in this fcruicfc,you muft cale me in leather. If you will ieft withme, know my afpeft , •
Luci, Fie how impatience lowreth in your face. And fafhion your demeanor to my lookes.
Adri. His company muft do his minions grace, Or I will beat this method in your fconcc.
Whil’ft I at home ftarue for a merrie looke : S.Dro. Sconcecall you it?fo you would leauebattc-
Hath homclie age th’alluriiig beauty tooke ring,I had rather haue it a head, and you vfe thefc blows

From my poore cheekc then he hath wafted it. s’ long, Imuftget a fconceformyhead,andInfconce it
Are my difcotirfes dull ? Barren my wic. to, or elfe I (hall feek my wit in my lhouldcrs,but I pray
If voluble and fharpc difcourfe be mar ’d,
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fir, why am I beaten ?

Vnkindnefte blunts it more then marble hard. Ant. Doft thou not know ?
Doc their gay veftments his affedlions baite ? Nothing fir,but that I am beaten
S. Dro,
my fault hee’smafter ofmy ftate.
That’s noc , Ant. Shall I tell you why ?
What rubles are in me that can be found , S.Dro. I fir, and wherefore; for they fay, euerywhy
By him not ruin’d ? Then is he the ground hath a wherefore.
Ofmy defeatures. My decayed lairc, Ant. Why firft for flowting me, and then wherefore,
A funnielookcofhis,would l'oonc rcpaiic. for vrging it the fecond time to me.
But, toovnruly Deere, he breakes the pale. S.Dro. Was there cucr anie man thus beaten out of
And feedes from home 5
poore I am but his ftale. feafon, when in the why and the wherefore, is neither
Luci Selfe-harming Iealoulie *, fie beat it hence. rime nor reafon. Wellfir,Ithauke you.
Ad. Vnfecling fools can with fuch wrongs difpcnce Ant. Thanke me fir, for what?
Iknow his eye doth homage other- where. S.Dro. Marry fir, for this fomething that you gaue me
Or elfe, what lets it but he would be here ? for nothing.
Sifter,you know he promis’d me a chainc Ant. He make you amends next,to giue you nothing
Would thatalone,alouehe would detaine, for fomething. But fay fir, is it dinner time?
Soheiwould keepefaire quarter with his bed : S.Dro. No fir, I thinke the meat wants that Ihaue.
Ifeethelewellbcft enamaled Ant. In good time fir: what’s that?
Will lool’e his beautie yet the gold bides (Till
:
S.Dro. Balling.
That others touch, and often touching will. Ant. Well fir, then ’twill be drie.
Where gold and no man that hath a name. S.Dro. If it be pray you eat none of it.
fir, I

By falfhood and corruption doth it fhame : Ant. Your reafon?

Since that iny beautie cannot pleafe his eie, S.Dro. Left it makeyou chollericke,andpurchafeme
lie wcepe (what’s left away) and weeping die. another drie bailing.
huct. How manie fond fooles ferue mad Icloufic? Ant. Well fir, learne to ieft in good time, there’* a
Exit. time for all things.
Enter Antipho'is Errotif, S.Dro. 1 dutft haue denied that before you were fo
Antt The gold 1 gatie to Dromio is laid vp chollcricke.
Safe at the Centaur, and the hcedfull flaue Anti. By what rule fir ?
Is wandred forth in care to feekeme out S. Dro. Marry fir, by a rule as plainc as the plaine bald
By computation and mine hofts report. pate ofFather time himfelfe.
I could not fpeakc with Dromio , fince at firft Ant. Let’s hearc it.

1 lent him from the Mart ? fee here he comes. S.Dro. There’s no time for a mantorecouer his haire
Enter Dromio Siracufia. that growes bald by nature.
How now your merrie humor alter’d ?
fir, is Ant May he not doe it by fine and recduerie ?
.

As you loue ftroakes, fo ieft with me ogaine : S.Dro. Yes r topayafineforaperewig, and recouer
You know no Centaur ? you receiu’d no gold ? the Loft haire ofanother man.
Your Miftrefl'e fenc to hauetne hereto dinner ? Ant. Why is Time fuch a niggard of haire , being (as
,

Mv houle W 3 S at the Phoenix} Waft thou mad. it an excrement ?

is) fo plentifull

That thus fo madlie thou did didft anfwerc me? S.Dro. Beeaufe it isa blefiing that hec beftowes on
S.Dro. What anfwer fir ? when fpake I fuch a word ? beafts, and what he hath feanted them in haire, bee hath
E.Ant. Euen no w,euen here.not halfe an howre fince. giuen them in wit.
S.Dro. I did not fee you fince you fent me hence Ant. Why, but theres manie a man hath more haire
Home to the Centaur with the gold you gaueme. then wit.
Ant Villaine, thou didft denic the golds rcceit, S.Dro. Not a man of thofe but he hath the wit to lofe
And toldft me of a Miftre(Te,and a dinner. his haire.

For which I hope thou feltft I was difpleas’d. Ant. Why thou didft conclude hairy men plain dea-
S.Dro: I am glad to fee you in this merrie vaine, lerswithout wit.
What meanes this ieft, I pray you Mafter tell me ? S.Dro. The plainer dealer, the fooner loft j yet heloo-
Ant. Yea,doft thou ieere & flowt me in the teeth $ feth it in a kinde of iollitie.
Thinkftty I ieft? hold, take thou that,& that. Beats Dro. An. For what reafon.
S.Dr. Hold fir, for Gods fake, now your ieft is earneft, S.Dro. For two, and found ones to.
An. Nay

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jin. Nay not found I pray you. Ant. by Dromio? Drom. Byrne.
S.Dr o. Sure ones then. Adr. By thee, and this thou didft returne from him.
jin. Nay,notfurcin athingfalfing. That he did buffet thee, and in his blowes.
S.Dro. Cerraine ones then. Denied my houfe for his, me for his wife.
uin. Name them.
Ant. Did you conuerfe fir with this gentlewoman:
S.Dro. The one to iaue the money that he fpends in What is the courfe and drift of your compadf?
trying : the other, that at dinner they (hould not drop in S.Dro. I fir? I neuer faw her till this time.
hisporrage. Ant. Villaine thou lieft, for euen her verie words

jin. You would all this time haue prou djdiere is no Didft thoudeliucr to me on the Mart.
time for all things. S.Dro. I neuer fpake with her in all my life.

S.Dro. Marry and did fir : namely, in no time to re- Ant. How can (he thus then call vs by our names ?

couer hairc loft by Nature. Vnlcftc it be by infpiration.

jin. But your reafon was not fubftantiall, why there Adri. How ill agrees it with your grauitie
isno time to recoucr. To counterfeitthus grofely with your flaue,
S.Dro. Thus 1 mend it Timehimfelfe is bald, and
: Abetting him to thwart me in my moode
;

therefore to the worlds end, will haue bald followers. Be it my wrong, you 3re from me exempt.
jin. I knew’twouldbea bald condufion: but loft, But wrong not that wrong with a more contempt.
who wafts vs yonder. Come I will fallen on this fteeue of thine :

Thou art an Elrre my husband, I a Vine :

Enter Adriana and Lucian*. Whole weakneffe married to thy ftranger ftate.
Makes me with thy ftrength to communicate :

looke ftrangeand frownc.

jidri. 1 , 1 , Antipholns ,
If ought poffdfethee from me, it isdroffe,
Some other Miftrefle hath thy fweetafpeefts :
V furping luie,Bricr,or idle Mode,
I am not Adriana nor thy wife.
,
Who all for w2nt of pruning, with intruflon,
Thctime was once, when tlioii vn-vrg’d wouldft vow. 1 life if thy fap,and hue on thy confufion.
That neuer words weremuficke to thine eare. Ant. Tomeefhce fpeakes, ftiee moues mec for her
That neuer obiett plealing in thine eye. theame
That neuer touch well welcome to thy hand. What,was I married to her in my dreame ?
That neuer meat fweet-l'auour’d in thy tafte Or fleepe I now, and thinkc hearc all this ? 1

Vnlcflel fpake,or look’d, or touch’d.or earn'd to thcc. What error dimes our cies and eares amiffe?
How comes it now,my Husband, oh how comes it, Vntill I know this fare vneertaintie,
That thou art then eftranged from thy felfc ? lie entertaine the free’d faJIacic.

Thy felfc I call it, being ftrange to me; Luc. Dromio goe bid the feruants fpred for dinner.
That vndiuidable Incorporate S.Dro. Oh for my beads, 1 erode me for a finner.
Am better then thy dccre fclfes better part. This is cheFairie land, oh fpight offpights,
Ah doe not tear e away thy felfe from me We talke with Goblins, Owlcs and Sprights
;
For know my loue as ealie maift thou fall
: If we obay them not.this will infue

A drop of water in the breaking gulfe They’ll fucke our bicath,or pinch vs blacke and blew.
And take vntningled thence that drop againe Luc. Why
prat’ft thou to thy felfe, and anlwcr’ft notf

Without addition or diminifhing, Dromio jhou'Dromio thou fnaile,thou flug.thou foe.

As take from me thy felfe, and not me too. S.Dro. I am transformed M
ifter,am I not ?
How deercly would it touch thcc to the quicke, <&Ar.t . I thinke thou art in minde,and fo
am J.
Shouldft thou but hcarc I were liccncious ? S.Dro. Nay Mafter,both in rriiiide,ajiti in my fhape.
And that this body confecrate to thee, •Ant. Thou haft thine ownc forme.
. By Ruffian Luft fhould be contaminate ? S.Dro. No, I am an Ape.
Wouldft thou not fpit at me, and lpurne at me. Luc. If thouarc chang’d to ought, ’tis to an AfTe.

And hurlc the name of husband in my face S.Dro. ’Tis true fhe rides me,and I long for grade.
And teare the ftain’d skin of my Harlot brow, ’Tis fo.lam an AfTe, elicit could neuer be.

And from my falfe hand cut the wedding ring But I fhould know her as well as fhe knowes me.
And breake it with a decpc-diuorcing vow ? Adr. Come,come,no longer will I be a foole,
1 know thou canft, and therefore fee thou doe it. T o put the finger in the eie and weepe
I am poffeft with an adulterate blot Whil’ftman and Maftet laughes my woes to fcorne ;

My bloud is mingled with the crime of luft : Come fir to dinner, Drw»/okeepe the gate
For if we two be otic, and thou play falfe Husband He dine aboue with you to day,
Idoedigeftthe poifonof thyflcfh, And you of a thoufand idle prankes
fhriue
Being ftrumpeted by thy eonragion . Sirra,ifany askeyou foryour Mafter,
Keepethcn faire league and truce with thy true bed Say he dines forth, and let no creature enter
I liue diftain'd,thou vndifhonourcd. Come fifter,7>o?»/0play the Porter well.
Antip. Plead you to me faire dame ? I know you not tAnt Am I in earth, in hcauen.or in hell?
In Ip heft* I am but two houres old Sleeping or waking, mad or well aduifdc
As ftrange vnto your towne, as to your talke, Knowne vnto thefc, and to my felfe dilguifde :

Who cucry word by all my wit being fcan’d. He fay as they fay, and perfeuer fo :

Wants witin al!,one word to vndetftand. And in this mift at all aduentures go.
Lttci. Fie brother, how the world is chang’d with you: S.Dro. Mafter, (hall I be Porter at the gate ?
When were you wont to v ferny filler thus? Adr. I, and let none enter,lcaft I breake your pate
She fentforyou by Dromio home to dinner. Luc. Come, come, Antipbolm, we dine to late.
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Thou wouldft haue chang’d thy face for a name , or thy
name for an afle.
zAtlus Tertms. Scena Trima. Enter Luce.
Luce. What a code is there Dromio ? who are thofe
at the gate?
Enter Antipholm of Epbefw ,
his man Dromio , Angelo the E.Dro. Let my Matter in Luce.
Goldfmtth , and Balthafer the Merchant. Luce. Faith no, hee comes too late, and fo tell your
Matter.
E.Anti. Good figtiior Angelo vou muftcxcufe vs all. E.Dro. O Lord I muft laugh, haue at you with a Pro-
My wife is fhrewilTi when kccpe not ho wies
I uerbe,
Say that 1 lingerd with you at your Chop Shall I fee in my ftaffe.

To fee the making of her Carkanet, Luce. Haue at you with another, that’s when ? can
And that to morrow you will bring it home. you tell?
But here’s a villainc that would face me downc S.Dro. Ifthy name be called Luce,Luc* thouhaftan-
He met me on the Mart, and that beat him, I fwer’d him well.
And charg'd him with a thoufand markes in gold. Anti. Doeyouhcare you minion, you’ll let vs in I
And that I did denic my wife and houfe; hope?
Thou drunkard thou, what didft thou meane by this ? Luce. I thought to haue askt you.
E.Dro. Say what you wil fir,bur I know what I know, S.Dro. Andyoufaidno.
That you beat me at the Mart I hauc your hand to fhow; E.Dro. So come helpe, well flrookc, there was blow
If^ skin were parchment, & y blows you gane were ink, for blow.
Your owne hand-writing would tell you what I thinke. Anti. Thou baggage let me in.
E.Ant. 1 thinke thou art an afle. Luce. Can you tell for whofe lake?
E.Dro. Marry fo it doth appeare E.Drom. Matter, knocke the doore hard.
By the wrongs Flutter, and the blowcs I beaie, Luce. Let him knocke till it ake.
I fhould kickc being kickt, and being at that palfe, Ant , You’ll cric for this minion, if I beat the doore
You would keepe from my heelcs,and beware of an affc. downe.
E.An . Y’arefad t\£\\\ot‘Baltbaz,ar, pray God our cheer
May anfwcr my good will, and your good welcom here. . townc?
Bal. 1 hold your dainties cheap fir,& your welcom deer. Enter Adriana.
£,^».Oh fignior Balthazar, either at fit fhor fifli, Adr, Who that at the doore j keeps all thisnoife i
is

A tabic full of welcome, makes l'carcc one dainty difh. S.Dro. By my troth your towne is troubled with vn-
r
Bal. Good meat fir is edmon that euery chui le affords. ruly boies.
Anti. And welcome more common, for thats nothing eAnti. Arc you there Wife ? you might hauc come
but words. before.
Bal. Small chccre and great welcome, makes a mcr- Adrt. Your wife fir knaue? go get you from the dore,
rie fcaft. £. Dro. I f you went in painc Matter, this knaue wold
Anti. I, more fparing gueft:
to a niggardly Hoft, and goe fore.
But though my cates be meane, take them in good part, Angelo. Heere neither cheerc fir, nor wclcome,vi§
is

Better cheerc may you hauc,but not with better hart. would haue either.
fainc
But foft,my doorc islockt goebid them let vs in. Baltz In debating whicli was beft, wee {hall part
,.
;

E.Dro. Maud, Briget, Mar ian,CiJley, Gillian, Ginn. with oeither.

S.Dro. Momc,Milthorie, Capon, Coxcombe Idi- ,
E.Dro. They ftand at the doore. Matter, bid them
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ot, Patch, welcome hither.
Either get thee from the dorc,or fit downe at the hatch : zAnti. There is fomething in the winde,that wc can-
thouconiure for wenches, that y calif for Inch (lore.
Btcjft not get in.

When one is one too many, goe get thee from the dore. S.Dro. You would fay fo Matter, if your garments
E.Dro. What patch is made our Porter ? my Mailer were thin.
ftayes in the ftreet. Y our cake here is warme within you :
ftand here in the
S.Dro. Let him walke from whence he came, left lice cold.
catch cold on’s feet. It would make a man mad as a Bucke to be fo bought
E.Ant. Who talks within there ?hoa,open the dore. and fold.
S.Dro. Right fir, lie tell you when, and you’ll tell Ant. Go fetch me fomething, He break ope the gate.
me wherefore. S.Dro. Breake any breaking hcre,and lie breakeyour
Ant. Wherefore ? foj my dinner : I hauenot din’d to knauespate.
day. E.Dro. A man may breake a word with your fir, and
S.Dro. Nor to day here you muft not come againe words are but windc
when you may. I and breake it in your face,fo he break it not bchinde.
Anti. What art thou that kccp’ft mee out from the S.Dro, It feemes thou want’ft breaking,ouc vpon thee
howfe I owe? \ hinde.
S.Dro. The Porter for this time Sir, and my name is E.Dro. Here’s too much out vpou thce,I pray thee let

Dromto. me in.
E.Dro. Ovillainc, thou haftftolne both mine office S.Dro. I, when fowles hauc no feathers, and fifh haue
and my name, no fin.
The one nerc got me credit, the other mickle blame Ant. W
ell, lie breake inrge borrow me a crow

If thou hadft bcene Dromio to day in my place, S.Dro. A crow without feather.Mafter meane you fo;
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For afifo without a finne,ther’s a fowle without afecher, Though others haue the arme, fhew vs the fleeue :

Ifa crow help vs plucke a crow together.

in fura, wee’ll We in your motion turne, andyoumavmoue vs.
Ant. Go, get thee gon, fetch me an iron Crow. Then gentle brother get you in againe
'Baltb. Haue patience hr, oh let it not be fo, Comfort my filler, chcerc her, call her wife
Heereinyou warre againft your reputation, ’Tis holy fport to
be a little vaine,
And draw within the compafle of iufpetft When the fweet breath of flattcrie conquers ftrife.
Th’vnuiolated honor of your wife. S. Anti. SwceteMillris, what your name iselfel
Once this your long experience of your wifedeme. know not ;
Her fober vertue, ycares, and modeftie Nor by what wonder you do hit of mine:
Plead on your part fomc caufe to you vnknownc Lclfc in your knowledge, and your grace you fhow nor,
And doubt not fir, but fhe will well excufe Then our earths wonder, more then earth diuinc.
Why at this time the dores are nude againfi you. Teach me decre creature how to thinke and fpcake ;

Be by me, depart in patience,

rul’d Lay open to my earthie grofte conceit :

And let vs to theTyger all to dinner. Smothred in errors, feeble, fhallow,weake.

And about euening come your felfe alone. 7 he foulded meaning of your words deceit :

To know the reafon of this firange reft ramt Againft my foules pure truth,wby labour you,
If by ft rong hand you offer to breake in To make ic wander in an vnknowne field ?
Now in the ftirring pafiage of the day, Are you a god } would ypu create me new ?
A vulgar comment will be made of it T ransforme me then, and to your powre lie yeeld.
And that fuppoied by the common rows But if that J am I, then well I know.
Againft your yet vngalled eftimation, Your weeping filler is no wife of mine,
That may with foule intrufion enter in, Nor to her bed no homage doe I owe
And dweilvponyour graue when you ate dead ;
Farre more,farre more,to you doel decline:
For {Under hues pon fucceffion;
v Oh traine me not fweet Mermaide with thy note.
For euerhows’d, where it getspoffelflon. To drownc me in thy filler floud of teares :

Anti. You haue ptcuaii’d,! will depart in quiet, Sing Siren for thy felfe,and I will docc
And in dsfpight of mirth meane to be merrie : Spread ore the filuer waucs thy golden haircs
I know a wench of excellent difeourfe ,
And as a bud lie take thee, and there lie
Prettie and wittie; wilde, and yet too gentle And in that glorious fuppofition thinke,
There will we dine : this woman that I meane He gaines by death, that hath fuch meanes to die :

My wife (but I proteft without defer t) Let Loue, being light, be drowned iffhefinke.
Hath oftentimes vpbraided me withall Luc. What are you mad,that you doe reafon fo ?
To her will we to dinner, get you home *Ant. Not mad,but mated, how I doc not know.
And fetch the chaine, by this 1 know ’us made, Luc. It is a fault that fpringeth from your eie.
Bring it I pray you to tire Porpentme , Ant. For gazing on your beames faire fun being by.
For there’s the houfe; That chaine will 1 beftow Luc. Gaze when you ftiould, and that will cleere
( Be it for nothing but to fpight my wife) your figlu.
Vpon mine hoftefte there, good lir makehafte : Ant.Es good to winke fweetloue,as looke on night.
Since mine owne doores refufe to entertainc me Luc. Why call you me loue? Call my filler fo.
He knocke elfe-where, to fee if they’ll difdaine me. Ant. Thy lifters filler.

Ang. lie meet you at that place fomc houre lienee. Luc. That’s my lifter.
Anti. Do fo,this iefi fnall coft me fomc expence. Ant. No it : is thy felfe, mine
own,e felfes better part:
Exeunt. Mine eies dcerc eie, my deere hearts deerer heart
Enter IultAnet, with Antipholtu ofShntcufia. My foodc,my fortune, and my fweet hopes aime
IhUa, And may it be that you haue quite forgot My foie earths heauen,and my heauc ns chime.
A husbands office ? fnall Antipboltu Luc. All this my filler is,orelfe fhould be.
Euen in the fpring of Loue,thy Loue-fprings rot ? Ant. Call thy felfe lifter fweet, for I am thee
Shall loue in buildings grow fo ruinate ? Thee will I loue, and with thee lead my life ;

If you did wed my filler for her wcalch Thou haft no husband yet, nor I no wife :

Then for her wealths-fake vfe her with more kindneffe Giueme thy hand.
Or if you like elfe-where doeby Health
it ,
Luc. Oh foft fir, hold you Hill :

Muffle your falfe loue with fomc fhew of blindncfie He fetch my lifter to gee her good will. Exit.
Let not my filler read it in your eye : Enter Dromio, Siracufta.
Be not thy tongue thy owne fhames Orator tAnr. Why how now Dromio, where run’ft thou fo
Looke fweet, fpeakc faire, become difloyaltic fall?
Apparell vice like vertues harbenger S.Dro. Doe you know me fir? Ami Drpmio} Ami
Beare a faire prefence, though your heart be tainted. your man? I my felfe? Am
Teach finne the carriage of a holy Saint Ant. Thou art Dromio, thou art my man, thou art
Be fecret falfe what need fhe be acquainted ?
: thy felfe.

What fimple thiefe brags of his owne attainc ? Dro. I I am a womans man,
am an afle, andbefides
double wrong to truant with your bed ,
'Tis my fdfr.
And let her read it in thy lookes at boord t Ant. What womans man ? and how befides thy
Shame hath a baftard fame, well managed, felfe? :

111 deeds is doubleftwith an euill word:

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Dro. Marrie fir, befides my felfe, I am due to a woman:
Alas poore women, foake vs not beleeut One that claimes me, one that haunts me, one that will
(Being eotnpaft ofctedtt) that you loue vs. haue me.
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Anti. What claimc laics flic to thee ? Where I will walke till thou returne to tne
Dro. Marry fir, fuch claimc as you would lay to your If euerie one knowes vs, and we know none,
horfc, and flic would haue me as a bcaft, not that I bee- Tis time I thinke to trudge, packejand be gone.

ing a beaft fhe would haue me, but that file being a vc- Dro. As from a Beare a man would run for life.
rie beaftly creature layes claimc to me. So from her that would be my wife.
flie I
Exit
Anti. What is flic?
1

Anti. There’s none but Witchesdo inhabite hcere.

Dro . A very rcuerent body : I fucli a one, as a man And therefore ’tis hie time that I were hence
may not fpeakc without he iav fir reuerence, 1 haue
of, She that doth call me husband, euen my foulc
but leane luckc in the match, and yetis fhe a wondrous Doth for a wife abhorre. But her faire After
fat marriage. Pofleft with fuch a gentle foueraigne grace,
Anti. How doft thou meane a fat marriage ? Ot fuch inchanting prefence and difeourfe.
'Dro. Marry fir, (he’s the Kitchin wench, & al greafe, Hath almoft made me T raitor to my felfe
and I know not what vfe to put her too, but to make a But Icaft my felfe be guilty to felfe wrong,
Lampeof her, and run from her by her owne light. 1 He ftop mine cares againft the Mermaids fong.
warrant, her ragges and the T allow in them, will borne
a Poland Winter: If fhe lines till doomcfday,flic'l burnc Enter tAngelo with the Chaim.
aweekelonget then the whole World. zAng. M r
Antipholus.
Anti. What complexion is flie of? Anti, Imy name.
that’s
Dro. Swart like my flioo, but her face nothing like Ang. I know it well fir, loe here’s the chaine,
fo clcanc kept : for why? flic fwcats a man may goe o- I thought to haue tane you at the Porpentwe
t
uer-fhooes in the grime ot it. The chaine vnfimfh’d made me ftay thus long.
Anti. That’s a fault that water will mend. zAnti. What is your will that 1 flial do with this ?
Dro. No fir, ’tis in granic, Noahs flood could not *Ang. What pleafe your felfe fir I haue made it for :

do it. you.
Anti. What’s her name ? Anti. Made it for me fir, 1 befpoke it not.
Dro. NeH Sir but her name is three quarters, that’s
: zAng. Not once, nor twice, but twentic times you
an Ell and three quartcrs,will not meafurc her from hip haue
to hip. Go home with it, and pleafe your Wife withall,
Anti. Then flic bcares fomc bredth ? And loonc at lupper time lie vificyou.
Dro. No longer from head to foot, then from hippe And then receiue my money for the chaine,'
to hippe : fhe is fphericall, like a globe : 1 could find out Anti. I pray you fir receiue the money now.
Countries in her. For fearc you ne re fee chaine, normony more.
Anti. In what part ofher body flands Ireland ? Ang. You are a merry man fir, fare you well. Exit,
Dro. Marry fir in her buttockes, l found it out by Anr. What I fhould thinke of this, I cannot tell
thebogges. But this 1 thinke, there’s no man isfo vaine.
Ant, Where Scotland ? That would refufe fo faire an offer’d C haine.
Dro . I found it by the barrenneffe, hard in the palme I fee a man
hecrc needs not hue by drifts.
of the hand. When in the ftreets he mectcs fuch Golden gifts :

Ant. Where France ? lie to the Mart, and there for Dromio ftay.

Dro. In her forhead, arm’d and reuerted, making If any fhip put out, then ftraight away. Exit.
warre againft her heiic.
Ant. Where England}
Dro. I look’d for the chalklc CliftVs.but I could find
no whitenelfe in them. But I gucffe,ic flood in her chin
by the fait rheume that ranne betwccnc France and it. ,
AHus Quartui, Sccena Trima .
Ant. Where Spatne ?
Dro. Faith Ifawitnot: but I felt it hot in her breth.
Ant. Where America, the Indies ? Enter a Merchant fioldfnmh, and an Officer.
Dro, Oh fir, vpon her nofc, all ore embellifiied with
Rubies, Carbuncles, Saphires, declining their rich Af- Mar. You know fincePentecoft thefum is due,
peftto the hot breath of Spaine, who lent whole Ar- Andfincel haue not much importun’d you.
madoes of Carrctfls to be ballaft at her nofc. Nor now I had not, but that I am bound
Anti. Where flood Belgia, the Kethrrlands ? To Verjia^vad want Gilders for my voyage
Dro. Oh fir, I did not lookcfolow. To conclude, Therefore make prefent fatisfa&ion,
this drudge or Diuiner layd daime to mee, call’d mee Or He attach you by this Officer.

Dromio worc I was aflur’d to her, told me what priuie

,
l Euen iuft the fum that I do owe to you.
Gold.
markes I had about mee, as the marke of my fhouldcr, Is growing co me by Antipkolsu,

the Mole in my neckc, the great Wart on my left arme, And in the inftant that I met with you.
that 1 amaz’d ranne from her as a witch. And I thinkc,if He had ofme a Chaine, atfiucaclockc
my breft had not bcene made of faith, and my heart of I money for the fame
(hall receiue the

fleele, fhe had transform’d me to a Curtulldog,& made Pleafeth you walke with me downe to his houfe,
me tarnci’th whcele. I will difeharge my bond, and thankc you too.
Anti. Go hie thee prefcntly, port to therode.
And if the winde blow any way from fliore, Enter zAntipholut Ephef.DromiofronutheComii.ans.
I will not harbour inthisTownc to night. OjfJ.That labour may you faue: See where he comes.
If any Barks put forth, come to the Mart, zAnt. While I go to the Goldfmiths houfe, go thou
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And buy a topes end, that will I bellow Gold. Heere is thy fee, arreft him Officer.

Among my wife, and their confederates, I would not fpare my brother in this cafe.

For locking me out of my doores by day : If he ftiould fcorne me fo apparantly.

But foft I fee the Goldfniith ; get thee gone', Offiie.do arreft you fir, you heare the fuite
I
Ant. I do obey thee, til! I giue thee baile.
Buy thou a rope, and bring it home to me.
Dr«, I buy a thoufand pound a yeare, I buy a rope. But firrah, you fhall buy this fport as deerc,
Exit Dremto As all the mettall in your fhop will anfwer.
Epb. Ant. A man is well holpc vp that trufts to you, Gold. Sir,fir, 1 fhall haue Law in Epbeftn
i

Ipromifcd your prefenefe, and the Chaine, To your notorious fhame, I doubt it not.
But neither Chaine nor Goldfmith came to me
Belike you thought our loue would laO too long Enter SDromio Si ra. from the Bay.

Ifit were chain’d together : and therefore came

not. Dro. Mailer, there’s a Barke of Epidamium,
Gold. Sauing your merrie humor here’s the note : That ftaies but till her Owner comes aboord.
How much your Chame weighs to the vtmoll chared. And then fir fhe beares away. Our fraughtage fir,
I hauc conuefd aboord, and I haue bought
The fineneffe of the Gold, and chargefull fafhion.
Which doth amount to three odde Duckets more The Oy!c, the Balfamum, and Aqua-vitae.
Then I.ftand debted to this Gentleman, The fhip is in her trim, the merrie winde
Ipray youleehimprefently difeharg’d. Blowes faire from land they flay for nought
:
at all.

For he is bound to Sea, and ftayes but for it. But for their Owner, Mailer, and your felfe.
Anti. I am not furmfh’d with the prefent monie AnMovt now? a Madman? Why thou peeuifn fheep
Befides I haue fome bufinefie in the towne, What fhip of Epidamutm ftaies for me.
Cood Signior take the flranger tomy houfc, S-Dro. A fhip you fent me too, to hier waftage.
And with you take the Chaine, and bid my wife Ant. Thou drunken flaue, I fenc thee for a rope.
Disbarle the fumme, on the rcceit thereof. And told thee to what purpofe,and what end.

Perchance I will be there as foone as you. S.Dro. You fent me for a ropes end as foone.
Gold. Then you will bring the Chaine to her your You fent me to the Bay fir, for a Barke.
(elfe.
Ant. I will debate this matter at more lcifure
Anti. No beare it with you, leaf! I come not time e- And teach your eares to lift me with more heede

nough. To eAdriana Villaine hie thee ftraight:

Gold. Well fir, I will? Hauc you the Chaine about Giue her this key, and tell he* in the Deske

you? That’s couer'd o’re withTurkifh Tapiftrie,

iA*t. And if I hauc pot fir, I hope you haue: There is a purfe of Duckets, let her fend it
Or elfe you may returrje without your money. . Tell her,1 am arrefted in the ftreete.

Gold. Nay come Ipray you fir, giue me the Chaine : And that fhall baile me hie thee llaue, be gone.
:

Both winde and tidp'ftayes for this Gentleman, On Officer to prifon, till it come. Exeunt
And I too blame haue held him heerc too long. S. Dromio. T o tAdriana ,that is where we din’d.
eAnti. Gopd Lord, you vfe this dalliance to excufe Where Dowfabdl did claimemc for her husband.
Your breachof promifeto the Porpentine, She is toobigge I hope for me to compaffc.
Iifiiould haue chid you for not bringing it. Thither I mult, although againft my will
But like a (brew you firft begin to brawle. Forferuantsmuft their Mailers mindes fulfill. Exit
TAar. The houre fleales on, I pray you fir difparch.
Gold. You heare how he importunes me, the Chaine. Enter Adriana and Luciana.
Ant. Why giue it to my wife, and fetch your mony. Adr. Ah Luciana , did he tempt thee fo ?
(?*/.£ Come,come,you know 1 gaue it you cuen now. Might’ll thou perceiue aufteerely in his eie,
Either fend the Chaine, or fend me by fome token. That he did plead in earned, yea or no :
tAnt. Fie, now you run this humor out of breath. Look’d he or red or pale, or fad or merrily ?

Come where’s the Chaine, I pray you let me fee it. What obferuation inad’ftthou in this cafe i
CMar. My bufineffe cannot brooke this dalliance, Oh, his hearts Meteors tilting in his face.
Good fir fay, whe’ryou’l anfwer me, or no : Luc. he deni’de you had in him no righr.
Firft

If not, He leaue him to the Officer. Adr. He meant he did me none : the more my fpight
Ant. I anfwer you ? What fhould I anfwer you. Luc. Then fwore he that he was a ftranger heere.
Gold. The monic that you owe me for the Chaine. Adr. And true he fwore, though yet forfwornchce
Ant I owe you none, till I recciue the Chaine.
,
were.
Gold. You know I gaue it you halfean houre fincc. Luc. Then pleaded I for you.
Ant. You gaue me none, you wrong race much to Adr. And what faid he ?
fay fo. * ,*>> Luc. That loue I begg’d for you, he begg’d of me.
Qold. You wrong me more fir in denying it. Adr. With what perfwafion did he tempt thy loue ?
Confider how it ftands vpon my credit. Lwr.With words, that in an honeft fuic might moue.
Mar. Well Officer, arreft him at my fuice» Firlljhedidpraifemy beautie, then my fpeech.
Offi. I do, and charge you in the Dukes wame too- Adr. Did’ftfpeake him faire?
bey me. Luc. Haue patience I befeech.
Gold, This touches me in reputation. Adr. I cannot, nor I will not hold me Hill,
Either confem to pay this fum tor me. My tongue, though not my heart, fhall haue his will.
Or I attach you by thus Officer. He is deformed, crooked, old, and fere,
Ant. Confeut to pay thee chat I ncuer had Ill-fac’d,worfe bodied, fhapcleflecuery where:
Arreft me fool ifh fellow ifxhou dar'ft. Vicious, vngentle, foolifh, blunt, vnkinde,
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jscigmacicall in making w orfe in minde, And Ihow’d me Silkes that he had bought forme,
j
Luc. Who would be iealous then of fuch a one ? And thercwithall tooke meafure ofmy body,’/. '

No cuill loft is wail’d, when ic is gone. Sure thefe are but imaginarie wiles,
Adr. Ah but I thinkehim better then I fay And lapland Sorcerers inhabhe here.
And yet would herein others eies were worfe It 4 Ji'gnhd •
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Farre fromherneft the Lapwing cries away 5 Enter Droano.Str

My heart praies for him, though my tongue doe curfc. S.Dro. Mafter,here’s the gold you fent me for f.what
haue you got the pi&ure of old Adam new appaiel’d
?
Enter S. Dromio, iAnt. What gold is this ? What tAdam do’ft thou 4

Dro. Here goe: the dcskc,the purfc,fweet now make meane?

hafte. A S.Dro.Not that Adam that kept the Paradife: but
Luc. How haft thou loft thy breath? that Adam that keepes the prifon j hee that goes in the
S.Dro. By running faft. calucs-skin, that was kil’d for the Prodigall hee that :

Adr. Where is thy Mafter Dromio ? Is he well ? came behinde you fir .like an cuill angel.and bid you for-
S.Dro. No, he’s in Tartar limbo, worfe then hell fake your libertie.
A diuell in an euerlafting garment hath him Ant. I vndcrftand thee not.
On whofe hard heart is button’d vp with ftcele : S.Dro. No? why ’tis a plainc cafe' : he thatwentlike
A Feind,a Fairie,pittileffe and ruffe : aBafe-Violcin a cafe ofleather ; the man fir, that when
W
A olfe,nay worfe, a fellow all in buffe gentlemen are tired giues them a fob, and refts them:
A, back friend, a l"houlder-clapper, one that countcrmads he fir.that takes pittie on decaied men, and giues them
The paffages of allies, creckes, and narrow lands fuites of durance: he that fets vp his reft to doe
mote ex-
A hound that runs Counter,and yet draws dritoot well, ploitswith his Mace, then a Moris Pike.
One that before thcludgmet carries poore foules to hcl. eAnt. What thou mean’ft an officer?
Adr. Why man,what is the matter ? S.Dro. 1 fir, the Serieant of the Band : he that brings
S Dro. I doc not know the matter, hee is refied on any man to anfwer it that breakes his Band: one that
the cafe. tliinkes a man alwaks going to bed, and faies.God giue

Adr. What is he arrcfted?tc!l me at whofe fuitc? you good reft.

S.Dro. I know not at whofe fuite he is arefted well; Ant. Well fir, there reft inyourfoolerie
but is in a fuitc of buffe which refted him, that can I tell, Is there any fliips ? may we be gone?
puts forth to night
will you fend him Miftris redemption, the monte in S.Dro. Why fir,
brought you word an houre fince,
I

hisdeske. thatthcBarke Expedition put forth to night, and then

Adr. Gofetchit Sifter : this I wonder at. were you hindred by the £ericant to tarry for the Hoy
Exit Luc tana, Delay : Here arc the angels that you fent for to ddiuer
Thu* he vnknowne to me ftiould be in debt : you.
Tell me,was he arefted on a band? Ant. The fellow is diftra&.and foam I,
S.Dro. Not on a band, but on a ftronger thing : And here we wander in illufions
A chaine,a chains, doc you not here it ting. Some blefied power dcliuer vs from hence.
Adna. Whatjthechainc ?
S.Dro. No, no, the bell, ’tis time that I were gone Enter a Curt Attn.
It was two ere I left him, and now the clocke ftrikes one. Cur. W ell met, well met, Mafter e^futipkoltu :

Adr. The houres come backe, that dial iieuer here. I fcefiryouhaucfoundtheGold.fmith now;
S.Dro. Oh yes,ifany houre meete a Scrieam.a turtles Is that the chainc you promis’d me to day.

backe for verie fearc. Ant. Sathanauoide,I charge thee tempt menot.’
Adri. As if time were in debt: how fondly do’ft thou S.Dro. Maftcr,is this Miftris Sathan ?
realon? Ant. It is the diuell.
5.Z?r».Timc is a veiie b3nkerout,and owes more then S.Dro. Nay, flic is worfe.fhe is the diuels dam
he’sworth tofeafon. And here fhc comes in the habit of a light wench, and
Nay he’s a theefe too : haue you not heard men fay.
, thereof comes, that the wenches fay God dam me, That’s
That time comes dealing cn by night and day? asmuch to fay, God make me a light wench: It iswrit-
If I be in debt and theft, and a Scrteant in the way. ten.they appeare to men like angels of light, light is an
Hath he not reafon to turne backe an houre in a day? effeft of fire, and fire will burne ergo, li ght wenches will
••

butne,come not ncere her.

Enter Luctan a, Cur Your man and you are maruailous merrie fir.
Adr. Go Dromio ,
there’s the tnonic,be 2 re it ftraight, Will you goe with me, wee’ll mend our dinner here ?
And bring thy Mafter hojme imediatcly. S.Dro. Mafter.if do expc& fpoon-mcate, or bel’peake
Come filler, l am preft downe with conceit alongfpoone.
Conceit, my comfort and my tniurie. Exit. Ant. WhyDreiwic?
S.Dro. Marric he muft haue along lpoonc that muft
Enter Ant if holm Siracufta. cate with the diuell.
There’s not a man 1 mcetc but doth falute me Ant. Auoid then fiend, what tel’ft thou me of fup-
As if I were their well acquainted friend, Thou art, as you are all a forcereflc : (ping •
And cueric one doth call me by my name : I coniure thee tolcaue me, and be gon.
Some tender monic to me, fomc inuitc me j Cur. Giue me the ring of mine you had at dinner.
Some other giue me thankes for kindneffes ; Or for my Diamond the Chaine you promis’d.
Some offer me Commodities to buy. And lie be gone fir, and not trouble you.
{Euen now a tailor cal’ d me in his fhop. S.Dro. Some diuds askc but the parings of ones naile,

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a rufh, a h^irc, a drop of blood, a pin, a nut, a cherrie- I beare it on my fhoulders, as a begger woont her brat

ftonc : but (he more couetous, wold haue a cbaineiMa- and I thinke when he hath lam’d me, I fhall begge with
fter be Wife, and lfyou glue it Her, the diucll will fhake it from doore to doore.

hirChainc,and fright vs with it.

Cur. I pray you fir my Ring, otelfc the Chaine, Enter esidritma, Lucian a. Court iz.an, and a Schools-
I hope you do not meanc to cheate me fo ? m after, call'd Pinch.
Ant. Auant thou witch : Come Dromio let vs go.
S.Drq. Flic pride faies the Pea-cockc, Miftris that tAr.t. Come goc along, my wife is comming yon-
you know, Exit. der.
Car. Now
out of doubt Antipholns is mad, E.Dro. Miftris rejpice ftnem, refpeft your end, or ra-
Elfe would he neuer fo demeane himfelfe, ther the prophefie like the Parrat,bewarc the ropes end.
ARinghehath of mine worth fortie Duckets, Anti. Wilt thou ftilltalkc? Beats Dro.
And for the fame he promis’d me a Chaine, Cart. How fay you now? Is not your husband mad ?
Both one and other he. denies me now : Adri. His inciuility confirmes no lefle
The reafon that I gather he is mad, Good Dodfor Pinch, ou are a Coniurcr,
Befides this prefenc inftance of his rage. Eftablifh him in his true fence againe,

Is a mad tale he told to day at dinner. And I you what you will demand.
will pleale
Of his owne doores being fhut againft his entrance. Lac. Alas how fiery, and how fharpe he lookes.
Belike hiywifc acquainted with his fits. Cur . Marke,how he trembles in his extafie.
On purpofe fhut the dooies againft his way Pinch. Giue me your hand, and let mce feelc your
Myr way
;
is now to hie home to his houle. pulfe.

And tell his wife, that being Lunaticke, zAttt. There is my hand, and let it feele your eare.
He rufh’d into mv houfe, and tooke perforce Finch. I charge thee Sathan, hous’d within this man,
My Ring away. This courfc I fitteft choofe, To yeeld pofleffion to my holic praiers.
Fa*«fortie Duckets is toomuchtolocfe. And to thy Rate of darknefle hie thee ftraight,
I coniure thee by all the Saints in heauen.
Enter Antipholtu Ephef. with a Iatlor. Anti. Peace doting wizard, peace ; I am not mad.
Adr. Oh that thou wer’c not, poore diftrcffedfoule.
An. Feare me not man, I will not breake away, Anti. You Minion you, are thefeyour Cuftomcrs?
He giue thee ere I leaue thee fo much money Did this Companion with the faffron face
To warrant thee as I am refted for. Reucll and feaftit at my houfe to day,

My wife is in a wayward moodeto day. Whil’ft vpon me the guiltie doores were fhut.
And will not lightly truft the Meflenger, And I denied to enter in my houfe.
That I fhould be attach’d i,n Ephefus , Adr. husband, God doth know you din’d at home
I tell you ’twill found har'fhly in her Cites. Where would you had remain’d vntill this time.
Free from thefe Handers, and this open fhame.
Enter ‘Dromio Eph. with a ropes end. Anti. Din’d at home ? Thou Villaine, what fayeft
Heere comes my Man, I thinke he brings the monie. thou ?
How now fir? Haue you that I fent you tor ? Dro. Sir footh to fay, you did not dine at home.
E.Dro. Here’s that I warrant you^Will pay them all. Ant. Were noc my doores loekt vp, and 1 fhut out ?.
Anti. But where’s the Money? Dro. Perdic, your doores were loekt , and you fhut:
E.Dro. Why fir, I gaucthe Monte for the Rope. out.
Ant. Fiue hundred Duckets vilLaine for a rope? Anti. And did not fheher felfe reuile me there ?
E. Dro. lie ferue you fir fiue hundred at the rate. Dro. Sans Fable, fhc her felfe reuil’d you there.
Ant To what end did I bid thee hie thee homef Anti. Did not her Kitchen roaideraile, taunt, and
E.Dro. To aropes end fir, and to that end am I re- fcorne me ?
turn’d. Dro. Cert is fhe did, the kitchin vcftall fcorn’d you.
Ant. And to that, end fir, I will welcome you. Ant And did not I in rage depart from thence ?
Offi. Good fir be patient. ; Dro. Inveritieyou did, my bones beares witnefle.
£. tiro. Nav ’ti$ for me to be patftrit, I am in aduer- That fince haue felt the vigor of his rage. t

fitie, Adr. Is’t good to footh him in thefe crontrarics?

’

Offi. Good now hold thy tongue., Pinch. It is no fhame, the fellow finds his vaine,
E.Dro. Nay, rather perfwade him to hold his hands. And yeelding to him, humors well his frenfie.
Anti, Thou whorefonfenfelcffe Villaine. Ant Thou haft fubborn’d the Goldfmiih to arreft
.

E.Dro. I would I were fenfelefic fir that I might mee.

not feelc your blowes
\ .
Adr. Alas, I fent you Monie to redeeme you,
cAnti. Thoii art fcnYiBfejh hothingl)Ut bl6wCs,and By Dromio heere, who came in haft for it.
fo is an ?We. ‘Dro. Monie by me? Heart and good will you might,
£. Dro. I am an Affe m^ccde t(ynu rnavprooue it by But furely Mafter not a ragge of Monie.
my fong earei. I haue fettled h'inijffotfi'tji'e hourc pfmy Ant. Wentftnot thou to her fora purfe of Duckets.
Natiumbtbthifihftant, and h,aue nothing at his Hand? Adri. He came to me, and I deliucr’d it.
for my ferurcebut blowes W
hen I am cold, he hcates
.'
Luci. And I atiTwitncffe with her that fhe did.*
me with beating : wHefi I am Vvarme.^e cooles me with Dro. God ancj the Rope-maker bcarc me witneffe.
v
beating : I 'ahi wak’d'vMh it vvfHen' f fleepf . rai^ d with That! was fent fornothingbutarope.
it when I fit, drKifcn‘dift bt dobreS'vvuh it wfteh 1 goe PincL Miftris, both Man and Mafter is pofieft,
from hbmt, wclcotA’d home with it when I rcturne,nay hknow. it by their pale and deadly lookes,
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They muft be bound and laide in fomc darke roome. Off. Away, they*l kill rs.
Ant. Say wherefore did ft thou locke me forth to day. Exeunt omnes , asfafi as may he,frighted.
And why doft thou denie the bagge of gold? S. oAnt. 1 fee thefe Witches are affraid of fwerds.
Adr. 1 did not gentle husband loeke thee forth. S.T>ro. She that would be your wife, now ran from
Dro. And gentle r
M
I receiu'd no gold ; you.
But I confcfle fir, that we were lock’d out, zAnt. Come to the Centaur, fetch our Ruffe from
Adr. DiffemblingViilaii^thoufpeak’ftfalfeinboth thence
long that we were fafe and found aboord.
‘

Ant. Diffembhng harlot, thou art falfe in all. I

And art confederate with a damned packe, Dro. Faith ftay heere this night, they will furcly do
To make a loathfomc abiedt fcorne of me ts no harmc : you faw they fpeake vs faire,giue vs gold:
But with thefe nailes, 1 lc plucke out thele falfe eyes. me thinkes they are fuch a gentle Nation , that but for
That would behold in me this fhamefull fport. theM ountaine of mad flefh that claimes tnariage of me,
itouldfindeinmy heart to ftay heere Rill, and turne
Enter three orfoure , and offer
,
to binde him-. Witch.
Heeflriues. Ant. I will not ftay to night for all theTowne,
Adr. Oh binde him, binde him, let him not come Therefore away, to get our ftuffe aboord . Exeunt
neere me.
p/w^.More company, the fiend is ftrong within him
Luc. Aye me poore man, how pale and wan he looks.
Ant. What you murther me, thou Iailor thou ?
will
Attus Quintus . Sccena Trima.
I am thy prifoner, wilt thou fuffer them to make a ref-
cue ?

Offi. Mafters let him go he is my prifoner, and you

: Enter the Merchant and the Goldfmith.
{hallnot haue him.
Ttneh. Go binde this man, for he is franticke too. Gold. I am lorry Sir that I haue hindred you,
tAdr. What wilt thou do, thou peeuifh Officer ? But I proteft he had the Chaine oftne.
Haft thou delight to fee a wretched man Though moft difhoneftly he doth denie it.
Do outrage and difplcafure to himfelft? Mar. How is the man efteem’d heere in the Citic?
Offt. He is my prifoner, if Ilet him go. Gold. Of very reucrent reputation fir.
The debt he owes willbe requir’d of me. Of credit infinite, highly belou’d.
Adr. I will difcharge thee ere I go from thee, Second to none that hues hcetc in the Citic
Beareme forthwith vnto his Creditor, His word might beare my wealth at any t me.
And knowing how the debt growes I will pay it. CMar. Speakc foftly,yonder as 1 thinke he walkes.
Good Maftcr Do£lor fee him fafe conuey Y1
Home to my houfe, oh moll vnhappy day. Enter Antipholus andDromio againe.
zAnt. Oh mod vnhappie ftrumper. Go/d. ’Tis fo : and that fclfe chaine about his necke.
T)r$. Mafter.Iam heere entred in bond for you. Which he forfwore moft monftroufly to haue.
Ant. Out on thee Villame, wherefore doft thou mad Good fir draw neere to me, He fpeake to him :

mee l Signior Antipholus, I wonder much

Dro. Will you be bound for nothing, be mad good That you would p At me to this fhamc and trouble.
Maftcr, cry thediucll. And not without fomc fcandall to your fclfc.
Luc. God hclpe poore foulcs, how idlcly doe they With circumftance and oaths, fo to denie
talke. This Chaine, which now you weare fo openly.
Air. Go beare him hence, lifter go you with me: Befidethe charge, the lhame, imprifonment.
Say now, whole fuite ishc arrefted at ? You haue done wrong to this my honeft friend.
Exeunt. Manet Offic. zAdrt. Luci.Coxrtiz.an Who but for (laying on our Controucrfic,
a Goldfmith, do you know him? Had hoifted faile, and put to fca to day:
Off. One
Adr. I know the man what is the fumme h« owes ?
: This Chaine you had ofmr, can you deny it?
Off. Two hundred Duckets. Ant. I thinke I had, I neuer did deny it.
Adr. Say, how growes it due. Mar. Y cs that you did fir,and forfwore it too.
Off. Due for a Chaine your husband had of him. Ant. Who heard me to denie it or forfweare it ?
Adf. He did befpeake a Chain for me, but had it not. Mar. Thefe eares of mine thou knowft did hear thee :

When as your husband all in rage to day;

Cur. Fie on thee wretch, 'tis pitty that thou liu’ft
Came to my houfe, and tooke away my Ring, To walke where any honeft men rcfort.
The Ring Kawvpon his finger now. Am. Thou art a Villaine to impeach me thus,
Straight after did meete him with a Chaine.!
I He proue mine honor, and mine hbneftie
Adr. It may be fo.butldidrteuerfcc it. Againft thee prcfcntly, if thou dat’d {land;
Come 1 ailor, bring me where the Goldfmith is, Mar. I dare and do deffe thee for a villaine*
I long to know the truth
hecrcofat large.
They draw. Enter Adriana, Lucianay Courtezan^ others.
Enter Ant if bolus Stracufa with bis Rafter drawnt, Adr. Hold; Hurt him not for God fake, he ispaad.
and Dromto Sirac. < Some get within him, take his fwprd away : „
Binde Drmio too, and beare them to my houfe.
Luc. God for thy mercy, they are loofe againe. S.Dro, Runne riwfter run, for Gods fake take a houfe,
Adr. And coroe with naked fwords. This is fomc Priori?, in,or we arc fpoylU
j
Let s call more helpc to hatic them bound againe. £xrtmttoibe?rferiO"
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Diet his ficknefle, for it is my Office,
Enter Ladle Abbeffe. And will haue no atturney but my fclfe.
ii.I; 3 ; rlii.v eewad t&l : 3: afb«i:v. And therefore let me haue him home with me.'
Be quiet people, wherefore throng y<Ju hither? Ab. Be patient, for I
will not let him ftirre,
Adr. To fetch my poorc-diftra&ed husband hence, haue vs’d the approoued meanes I haue,
fill I

Let vs come in, that we may binde him faft, With wholfome firrups, drugges,and holy prayers
And bcare him home for his recouerie. 1 o make ot him a formall man againe
1
Cold, I knew he was not in his perfeft wits. It is a branch and parccll of mine oath,
Mar. I am lorry now that I did draw oft him. A charitable dutic of my order,
Ab. How long hath this poffelfion held the man. Therefore depart, and leaue him hcere with me.
Adr. This weeke he b ith bccne hcauie, lower fad, Adr. I will not hence, and leaue my husband hcerc:
And much different from trie man he was And ill it doth befeeme your holineffe
But till this afternoone his paiTion To ieparnte the husband and the wife.
Nc'rc brake into extremity of rage. Ab. Be quiet and depart, thou flaalt not haue him.
Ab. Hath he not loft much wealth by wrack of fea. Lite. Complainc vntothe Duke of this indignity.

Buried foffic deere friend, hath not clfe his eye Adr. Come go, I will fall proftrate at his feete.
Stray’d his affefdon in vnlawfull lone, And neuer rife vntill my teares and prayers
A Gone preuailing much in youthfull men. Haue won his grace to come in perlon hither.
Who giue their eie> the liberty of gazing. And take perforce my husband from the Abbeffe.
Which of thefe forrowes is he lubieft too ? Mar. By this I thinke the Diall points at fine:
Adr. To none of thefe, except it bcthelnft. AnonPmc hire the Dukchimfelfein perfon
Namely, fomc lone that drewhimoft from home. Comes this way to the melancholly vale;
Ab, You fhould for that haue reprehended him. The place ofdcpth, and iorrie execution,
Adr. Why fo I did. Behinde the ditches of the Abbey heere.
Ab. 1 but not rough enough. Cold. Vpon what caufe ?
Adr. As roughly as my modeftie would let me. Mar. To fee a reuercnc Siracufian Merchant,
Ab. Haply in priuate. Who put vnluckily into this Bay
Adr. And in affemblies too. Again!! the Lawes and Statutes of this Towne,
Ab. I, but not enough. Beheaded publikely for his offence.
Adr. It was the copie of our Conference. Gold. See where they come, we wil behold his death
In bed he flept not for my vrging it, Luc. Kncclc to the Duke before he paffe the Abbey.
At boord he fed not for my vrging it:
Alone, it was the fubicfl of my Thcamc
In company I often glanced it Enter the Duh of.Epheftu,and the Merchant of Siracufe
Still did I tell him, it was vildc and bad. bare head, with the Headfman, other.

Ab, And thereof came it, that the man was mad. Officers.
The venome clamors of a iealous woman,
Poifons more deadly then a mad dogges tooth. Duke. Yet once againe proclaime it publikely,
Itfeemes his fleepes were hindred by thy railing. If any friend will pay the fumme for him.
And thereof comes it chat his head is light. He fliall not die,fo much we tender him.
Thou faift his meatc was fawe’d with thy vpbraiding?, Adr. Iufticemoft facrcd Duke 3gainft the Abbeffe.
.Vnquiet meales make ill digeftions, Duke. She is a vertuous and a teuerend Lady,
Thereof the raging fire of feauer bred, Itcannot be that fhe hath done thee wrong.
And what’s a Feauer, but a fit of madneffe? Adr. May it pleafe your Grace, Antipholns my husbad,
Thou fayeft his fports were hindred by thy bralles. Who I made Lord of me, and all I had.
Sweet recreation barr’d, what doth enfuc At your important Letters this ill day,
But moodie and dull melancholly, A moft outragious fit of madneffe tooke him t
Kinfman to grim and comfortleffedifpaire, That defp'rately.he hurried through the Incite,
And at her heclcs a huge infeftious troope With him his bondman, all as mad as he,
Ofpalediftemperature3,and foes to life? Doing difpletflure to the Citizens,
In food, in fport, and life-preferuing reft By rufliing in their houfes bearing thence :

To be difturb’d, would mad or man, or beaft Rings, Icwels, any thing his rage did like.
The confcquencc is then, thy iealous fits Once did him bound, and lent him home,
I get

Hath fear’d thy husband from the vfc of wits. Whil’ft to take order for thewrongs I went.
Luc., She neuer reprehended him but mildely. That heere and there his furie had committed.
When he demean’d himfelfc, rough, rude, and wildly, Anon I wot not, by what ftrong cfcape
Why beare you thefe rebukes, and anfwer not? He broke from thofe that had the guard of him,
Adri. She did betray me to my ownc reproofe. And with his mad attendant and himfelfc.
Good people enter, and lay hold on him. Each one with with drawee fword*
irefull paffion,

Ab. No, not a creature enters in my houfe. Met vs madly bent on vs

againe, and
Ad. Then let your feruants bring my husband forth Chac’d vs away till railing of more aide
:

Ab. Neither hetooke this place for fan&uary,

: We came againe to binde them then they fled :

And it (hall priuiledge him from your hands. Into this Abbey, whether we purfu’d them,
Till I haue brought him to his wits againc. And heere the Abbeffe fhuts the gates on vs.
Or loofc my labour in affaying it. And will not fufter vs to fetch him out.
Adr. I will attend my husband, be his nurfe, Nor fend him forth, that wc may bearchira hence.
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Therefore moft gracious Duke with thy command, This woman lock’d me out this day from dinner;
Let him be brought forth,and borne hence for hclpe. That Goldfmith there, were he not pack’d with her,
Duke, Long fince thy husband i'cru’d me in my wars Could witnefle it for he was with me then.
:

And I to thee ingag’ d a Princes word. Who parted with me to go fetch a Chaine,
When thou didft make him Mafter of thy bed, Promifing to bring it to the Porpentine,
To do him all the grace and good I could. Where Baltbafar and I did dine together.
Go fomeofyou.knocke at the Abbey gate. Our dinner done, and he not comming thither,
And bid the Lady Abbefle come tomic ; I went to fecke him. In the ftreet I met him.
I will determine this before l ttirre. And in his companic that Gentleman.
Enter a Mejfenger. There did this periur’d Goldfmith fweare me downe.
Oh Mittris, Miftris, fhift and lauc your felfc. That I this day ofhim receiu’d the Chaine,
My Matter and his man are both broke loofe, W hich God he knowes, I law not. For the which.
Beaten the M
aids a.row, and bound the Dodlor, He did arreft me wi th an Officer.
Whofe beard they haue findg’d off with brands of fire. I did obey, and fent my Pcfant home

And euer as it blaz’d, they threw on him Forcertaine Duckets he with none return’d.
:

Great pailes of puddled myre to quench the haire Then faircly I befpoke the Officer
My M preaches patience to him, and the while
1
To go in perfon with me to my houfe.
His man with Cizers nickcs him like a foolc : By ’th’ way, we met my wife, her fifter,and a rabble more
And fure (vnlcficyou fend fomeprefent hclpe) Of vilde Confederates : Along with them
Bctweene them they will kill the Coniurcr. They brought one Pinch y a hungry leane.fac’d Villaine
Adr. Peace foole, thy Matter and his man arc here. A mecre Anatomie, a Mountebankc,
And that is falfe thou doft report to vs. A thred-bare lugler, and a Fortune-teller,
Mejf. Mittris, vpon my life I tel you true, A needy -hollow-ey’d-fliarpe-looking-wretcb
I haue not breath’d almott fince I did fee it. Aliuing dead man. This pernicious flaue,
He cries for you, and vowes if he can take you, Forfooth tooke on him as a Coniurer
To fcorchyour face, and to disfigure you : And gazing in mine eyes, feeling my pulfe.
Cry within. And with no-face (as "twere) out-facing me.
Harke,harke, I hcarc him Mittris flic, be gone. : Cries out, I was pofleft^ Then altogether
Duig. Come ttand by me,feare nothing: guard with They fell vpon me, bound me, bore me thence,
Halberds. And in a darkc and dankitti vault at home
jidr. Ay me, it is my husband witnefle you, : There left me and my man, both bound together.
That he is borne about inuifible, Till gnawing with my teeth my bonds in funder,
Euen now we hous’d him in the Abbey hecrc. I gain’d my freedome j and immediately
And now he s there, paft thought of humane reafou. Ran hether to your Grace, whom I befecch
To giue me ample fatisfa&ion
Enter cAntipboliu, And E.Dwnioof Epbcfm. For thefe deepe fhames, and great indignities.
(ftice, Cold. My Lord, in truth, thus far I witnes with him
E.Ant. moft gracious Duke, oh grant me iu-
Iufticc That he din’d not at home, but was lock’d out.
Euen for the feruice that long fince I did thcc. *Dukf' But had he fuch a Chaine of thee, or no ?
When I beftrid thee in the warres, and tooke Cold. He had my Lord,and when he ran in hecre,
Deepe fcarres to faue thy life ; euen for the blood Thefe people faw the Chaine about his necke.
That then I loft for thee, now grant me iufticc. Mar. Befidcs,I will be fworne thefe cares of mine.
cM.ur. Tat. VnlefTc the tearc of death doth make me Heard you confcfle you had the Chaine ofhim.
dote,l fee my fonne Antipbehu and Dromto. After you firft forfworeitontheMart,
£.^Mr.Iufticc(fweet Prince)againft f Woman there: And thereupon I drew my fword on you:
She whom thou gau’ft to me to be my wife And then you fled into this Abbey heere.
Thath3th abufed and di (honored me, From whence I thinkc you are come by Miracle.
Euen in the ftrength and height of iniurie : •
E.sAnt. I neucr came within thefe Abbey wals,
Beyond imagination is the wrong Nor euer didft thou draw thy fword on me
That fhe this day hath fhameleffc throwne on me. I ncuer faw the Chaine, fo hclpe me heauen:
Duke- Difcouer how, and thou flralt finde mciuft. And this is falfe you burthen me withall.
E.Ant, This day (great Duke) fhefhut thedoorcs Duke. Why what an intricate impeach is this ?
vpon me. I thinke you all haue drunke of Circes cup

While fhe with Harlots feafted in my houfe. If heere you hous’d him, hecrc he would haue bin.’
Duke. A greeuous fault fay woman, didft thou fo ?
: if he were mad, he would not pleade fo coldly :
Adr. No my good Lord. My felfe,hc,and my fitter, Y ou fay he din’d at home, the Goldfmith heere
To day did dine together : fo befall my foule. Denies that faying. Sirra, what fay you?
As he burthens me withall.
this is falfe E.Dro. Sir he din’de with her there,at the Porpen-
Luc. Nere may I lookeon day,nor fleepe on night. tine.
But (lie cels toyourHighnefle fimplc truth. Cur. He did, and from my finger fnacht that Ring.
Cold. O periur’d woman! They are both forfworne. E.AmU, Tis true (my Liege) this Ring I had of her.
In this the Madman iuftly chargeth them. *Duke. Saw’ft thou him enter at the Abbey heere ?
E,Ant. My Liege, I am aduifed what I fay. Curt. As fure (my Liege) as I do fee your Grace.
Neither difturbed with the effeft of Wine, Duke, Why this is ftraunge Go call the Abbefle hi*
:

Nor headie-rafli prouoak’d with raging ire. ther.

Albeit my wrongs might make one wifer mad. I thinkc you are all mated, or ftarke mad.
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S.Drom . Oh my oldcMader, who hath bound him 1

Exit one to the Abbejfe. heere ?

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Abb. Who euer bound him, I will lofehi* bonds,

f4 Mod mighty Duke,vouchfafc me fpeak
. a word: And gaine a husband by his libercie :

Haply 1 fee a friend will (hue my life, Spcake olde Egeon if thou bee’ft the man
And pay the fum that may deliucr me. That hadd a wife once call’d lAEmtta
,
Duke. Speak e freely Siracufian what thou wile. That bore thee at a burthen two faire fonnes ?
Fatb. Is n<?t your name fir call'd sAntipholtu ? Oh if thou bee’d the fame Egeon, fpeake :
And is not that yonr.bondman Dromio ? And fpeake vnto the fame tAHmiha.
£. Dro. Within this houre I was hi> bondman fir. Duke. Why heere begins his Morning dorie right :

But he I thanke him gnaw’d in two my cords, Thefe two Antipholus, thefe two fo like.
Now am YDromio, and his man, vnbound. And thefc two Dromio s, one in femblance:
Fath. I am fure you both of you remember me. Belidcs her vrging of her wracke at fca, /
Dro- Qur felues we do remember fir by you : Thele are the parents to thefe children,
For lately we. were bound as you are now. Which accidentally are met together.
You are not Pinches patient, are you fir ? Fa. If] dreame not, thou arc ^Emilia,
Father. Why lookeyou flrangeon me? youknow If thou art fhe, tell me, where is chat fonne

me well. That floated with thee on the facall rafte.

E.Ant. I neuer fawyou in my life till now. Abb. By men of Epidamium hc,and I, ,

Fri.Oh! gnefehath chang’d me (ince you law me lad. And the twin Dromio all were taken vp ;
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And carefull houres with times deformed hand, But by and by, rude Fifliermen of Corinth
Hauc written drange defeatures in my face : By force rooke Dromio, and my fonne from them.
But tell me yet, dod thou not know my voice ? And me they left with thofc of Epidamium .

Ant. Neither. What then became of them, } cannot cell

Fat. Dromio, nor thou ? I, to this fortune chat you fee mee in.

Dro. Notrudmefir, nor I. Duke. Antiphohu thou cam'll from (forinth firfl.
Fa. lam fure thou dod? S. Ant. No dr, noc I, I came from Srracufe.
£. Dromio. I fir, but I am fure I do not, and whatfo- Duke. Suy, Hand apart, I know not which is which.
eucr a man denies, you are now bound to belccuc him. E. Ant. I came from Corinth my mod gracious Lore.
Fatb. Not know my voice, oh times e tremity E.Dro. And I with him.
Had thou fo crack'd and fplitted my poorc tongue E.Ant. Brought to this Town by that mod famous
In feuen fhort fares, that heere my onely fonne Warriour,
Knovves not my feeble key of vntun'd cares? Duke Menaphon your mod renowned Vnckle.
,

Though now this grained faceofmine behid Air, Which of you two did dine with me to day?
In fap-confuming Winters drizled fnow. S.^int. I, gentle Midris.
And all the Conduits ofmy blood froze vp ; Adr. And are not you my husband ?
Yet hath my night oflife feme me^iorie : E.Ant. No, I fay nay ro that.
My wading lampesfome fading glimmer left S. Ant And fo do I, yet did fhe call me fo;
My dull deafe eares a little vfe to heare : And chis fryre Gentlewoman her fidcr heere
All thefc old witnedcs, I cannot erre. Did call me brother. What I told you then,
Tell me, thou artmy fonne zAntiphelus. I hope I fhall haue leifure to make good,

nAnt. I neuer faw my Father in my life. If this be not a dreame I fee and heare.
Fa. But feuen yeares fince, nSrracuft boy i Geldfmitb. That is the Chaine fir, which you had of
Thou kno w'd we parted, but perhaps my fonne. mce.
Thou fham’d to acknowledge me in miferie. S. Ant. I thinke it be fir, I denie it not.’
Ant. The Duke, and all that know me in the City, E. Ant. And you fir for this Chaine arreded me,
Can witnefie with me that it is not fo. (fold. I thinke I did fir, I deny it not.

I ne’re faw Stracufa in my life. Adr. I fent you monic fir to be your bade
Duke. I tell thee Siracuftan , twentie yeares By Dromio , but I thinke he brought it not.
Haue I bin Patron to eAntipbolus E.Dro. No, none by me,
During which time, he nc’re faw Siracuja : S.Ant. This purfe of Duckets I receiu’d from you,
I fee thy age and dangers make thee dote. And Dromio my man did bring them me :

j I fee we dill did meete each others man.

Enter the Abbejfe with tAntfpkolus Sirceufa, And I was tane for him, and he for me.
and Dromio Sir. And thereupon thefc errors are arofe.
/ E+Ant. Thefe Duckets pawne I for my father heere.
Abbejfe. Mod mightie Duke, behold amanmuch Duke. It fhall not neede, thy father hath his life.
wrong'd. Cur. Sir I mud haue that Diamond from you.
Allgather to fee them. E.Ant. There rake‘it,and much thanks for my good
Adr. fee two
husbands, or mine eyes dcceiue me.
I cheere.
Duke. One of thefe men \s genius to the other : Abb. Renowned Duke, vouchfafe to take thepsiaes
, And fo of thefe, which is the natu: all man Tog© with vs into the Abbey heere.
And which the fpirit ? Who deciphers them ? And heare at large difeourfed all our fortunes.
S. Dromio. I Sir am Dromio command him away.,
And all that arc affembled in this place
E. Dro. 1 Sir am Dromio, pray let me day. That by this fimpathized one daics error
j
S. Ant. Egeon art rhou not? or clfe hi* ghod. Hauc differ'd wrong, Goe, keepe vs companie,
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100 The Comedie ofErrors.

And we fliall make full fatisfaftion, Come go with vs, wce’l looke to that anon.
Thirticthtceycareshauelbut gone in trauailc Embrace thy brother there, rcioycc with him. Exit
Of you my fonnes, and till this prefcnthourc S .*Dro. There is a fat friend at your matters houfc
My heauie burthen are deliucred : That kitchin’d me for you to day at dinner
The Duke my husband, and my children both* She now (hall be my fitter, not my wife,
And you the Kalcnders of their Natiuicy, S.D.Mc thinks you are my glaffc,* hot my brother
Go to aGoIfipsfcaft, and go withmee, I fee by you, I am a fweet-fac'd youth,
After fo long greefe fuchNatiuitie.- Will you walkein to fee their golfippiug?
Duke. With all my heart ,lle GolTip at this feaft. S.Dro. Not I fir, you are my elder.
ESDro. That’s a qucftion,how fhall we trie it.
Exeunt omnes. JHanet the two Dromio's and
c S.Dro. Wee’l draw Cuts for the Signior, till then,
two Brothers. lead thou fir ft.

S.Dro. Mafhfhall I fetch your ftuffe from ftiipbord? S.Dro. Nay then thus:
E.j4n.‘Dromio i Yihat ftuffe of mine haft thou imbarkc We came into the world like brother and brother
S.Dro. Your goods that lay at hoft fir in the Centaur. And now let’s go hand in hand, not one before another.
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S-Ant. He lpcakes to me, I am your matter Dromio Exeunt.

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121 _/

Much adoe about Nothing.

*Aclm primus ,
prima.

Enter Leenato Gouernonr ofAEeffwa, Innogen his wife, He- 7) l elf. And a good fouldier too Lady.
ro hie daughter} and Beatrice kte Neece jvitb a mejfersger Beat, And a good fouldier to a Lady. But what is he
to a Lord ?

Leonato. A Lord to a Lord, a man to a man, ftuft with

AlefJ'.

Learne m this Lecccr, that r

Dc« Peter of Am t- all honourable vermes.
gon, comes this night to Medina. Beat, It isfo indeed, he isnoleflc then a ftuftman:.

Mtff. He is very neere by this : he was not but for the fluffing well, vve are all mortal!.
three Leagues off when I left him. Leon. You muft not (fir) miftakc my Neece, there is

Leon. How many Gentlemen haue you loft in this a kind ofmerry war betwixt Signior Benedick, her ; &
a&ion? they neuer meet, but there’s a skirmilh of wit between
Me[f. But few of any fort, and none ofname.' them.
Leon. A vifioric is twice it felfe, wheu the atchicuer Era. A’as,he gets nothing by thar. In our laft con-
brings home full numbers I findc heere, that Don Pe
: 0i6I,foure ofhis fiuc wits went halting off, and now is
ter hath beftowed much honor on ayong Florentinet cal- the whole man gouern’d with one : fo that ifhee haue
led Claudio. wit enough to kcepc himfclfe warme, let him bcarc it
MefMuch deferu <1 on his part,and equally remtfm- for a difference betweene himfclfe and his horfc : For it
bred by Don Pedro , he hath borne himfclfe beyond the is all the wealth that lie hath left, to be knowne a reafo-

promile of his age, doing in the figure of a Lanabe, the nable creature. Who is his companion now He ? hath
feats of a Lion, he hath indeede better bettred expecta- euery month a new fwornc brother.
tion, then you muft expeCt of me to tell you how. Mejf. I’st poifiblc ?

Let. He hath an VnckJe bcerc in MeffinxyiW be very Beat. Verv eafily poffible he weares his faith but
: as
much glad of it. the fafhion ofhis hat, it cuer changes with}? next block.
Jrlejf. 1 haue alreadie deliuered him letters, and there tJMcff. I fee (Lady) the Gentleman is not in your
appeares much ioy in him, euen fo much, that ioy ’could bookes.
c
not fliew it felfe rnodeft enough, without a badg of bit- Bea, No.and lie were, I would burnc my ftttdy. But
terneflfe. I pray you, who is his companion ? no young
Is there
Leo. Didhebreakeoutintotcarcs? fquarer now,” tliac will make a voyage with him to the
Me(f. In great meafurc. diueil ?
j
Leo. A kindeouerflowofkindnefie, there are no fa- r CJMejf. Hcismoft in the company oftheric;ht noble
ces truer, then thofc that are fo wafh’d, how much bet- } Claudio.
ter is it to wcepe at ioy .then to ioy at weeping? ‘Beat. O Lord, he will bang vpon him like a difeafe: |
Bea. I pray you, is Signior Mtuntanto return’d from he is fooner caught then the peftilence, and the taker
J
thewarres,orrso? runs prcfently mad. God helpe the noble Claudio, ifhee f

Meff. I know none of chat name, Lady, there was haue caught the Benedict, it will coft him a thoiifar.d I

noncfuchinthearmieofanyfort. , pound ere he be cur’d. f

Leon. Whatishcthatyouaskefor Neece? 7)1ejf. I wiil hold friends with you Lady.
-

Hero. My coufin meanes Signior Benedick of Padua Bea. Do good friend.

Afejf. O he’s return’d, and as pleafant as cuer he was. (
Leo. You’lne’re run mad Neece,
Beat. He fet vp his bils here in Mejfmafic. challeng’d Bea. No, not tili ahotlanuary.
Cupid at i;he Flight and my Vnckles foole reading the
:
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Mejf. DeflFfita' is approach’d.
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Challenge, fubfcrib’d for Cupid, and challeng’d him at
theBurbolc. I pray you, how many hath hee kil’d and Enter don Pedro, Claudio, Benedicke , Balta afart
eaten in thefe warres? But how many hath he kil’d ? for and lohn the bafiard.
indeed, I promis’d to cate all ofhis killing. Pedro. Good Signior Leonato you arc corte to meet ,

Leon. ’Faith Neece, you taxe Signior Benedicke too your trouble : the fafhion of the World is to auoid coft,
much, but hee’l be meet with you, I doubt it not. and you encounter it.
A/sJ/lHehath done good feruicc Lady in thefe wars. Leon. Neuer came trouble to my houfe in the likenes
Beat. Youhadmuflyyi<5hialI,<andhc hathholpe to ofyour Grace: for trouble being gone, comfort fhould
easeit:he’s a very valiant Trencher-mao, heeiuth an renaaine : but when yotr depart from mc.forrow abides,
excellent ftomacke. and happinefie takes his lcaue.
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102 " Much adoe about Nothing.

Hedro. You embrace
your charge too willingly : I t Clan. No,l pray thee fpeake in foberiudgement.
chinkc this your daughter.
is Hene-. Why yfaith me thinks fhee’s too low for a hie
Leonato. Her mother hath many times told me fo. praife,toobrowne for a faire praife, and toolittle for a
Bened. Were you in doubt that you askt her ? great praifc,oncly this commendation I can affoord her,
Leonato. Signior Benedicke,no, for then were you a that were £hee other then fhe is, fhe were vnhandfome,
childe. and being no other,buras fhe is,I doe not like her.
Pedro. You
haue it full Renedicke,we may ghefleby Thou think’d I am in fpfcrt, I pray thee tell me
Clau.
this, what you are, being a man, truely the Lady fathers truely how thou lik’d her.
her felfe be happie Lady, tor you ate like an honorable
: Hene. Would you buie her, that you enquier after
father. her s’

Ben. IfSignior Leonato be her father , fhe would not Clau. Can the world buie fuch a icwell ?
haue his head on her fhoulders for al Me(fina,as like him Ben. Y ea.and a cafe to put it into,but fpeake you this
as fhe is. with brow? Or doe you play thcflowtingiacke,to
a fad
Heat. I wonder that you will dill be talking, fignior tell vs Cupid is a good Hare-finder, and Vulcan a rare
Renedicke.no body markes you. Carpenter Conic, in what k ey fhall aman take you to
:

Bet*. Whatmy dcerc Ladie Difdaine 1 are you yet goe in the fong?
liuing? Clau. In mine eie, fhe is the fweeted Ladie that euer
Beat. Is it poffible Difdaine fhould die, while fhee I lookt on.
hath fuchmeete foodeto teede it, as Signior Bencdicke? Bene. I can fee yet without fpeftacles, and I fee no
Curtefie it felfe mull conuerc to Difdaine,ifyou come in fiich matter : there’s her colin, and fhe were not poffed
herprefence. with a furie, exccedeshet as much inbeautie, asthefird
Hene. Then is curtefie a turnc-coate, butitiscer- ofMaie doth the lad ofDecember but I hope you haue :

taine I am loued ol all Ladies, onely you excepted : and no intent to turne husband,haue you ?
I would 1 could finde in my heart that I had not a hard Clau. I would fcarce trud ruy felfe, though I had
heart,for truely I louc none. fworne the contrarie,if Hero would be my wife.
Seat. A deere happineffe to women,they would elfe Hene. Id come to this? in faith hath not the world one
haue beetle troubled with a pernicious Su:er, 1 chanke man but he will weare his cap with fulpition ? fhall I ne-
God and my cold olood.I am ot your humour for tl »3t, I uer fee a batcheller of three ("core againe
goe to yfaith, ?
had rather heare my Dog barke at a Crow, than a man and thou wilt needes thrud thy nccke into a yokc,weare
fweare he loues me. the print of it, and figh away fundaies : looke, don Pedro
Hene. God keepe your Ladifhip dill in that mindc, is returned to leeke you.
fo fome Gentleman or other fhall fcape a prededinate
fcratcht face. Enter don Pedro John the baft ard.
Beat. Scratching could not make it worle,and ’twerc Pedr. What fecret hath held you here, that you fol-
fuch a face as yours were.' lowed not to Leonatocs ?

Hene. Well, you are a rare Parrat teacher. Bened. Iwoiildyour Grace would conftrainemce to
Beat. A bird of my tongue, is better than a bead of tell.

your. Pedro. I charge thee on thy allegeance.

Ben. I would my hotle had the fpced of your tongue, Ben. You Count Claudio, I can be fecret as a
heare.
and fo good a continuer, but keepe your W3ya Gods dumbe man, would haue you ihinke fo (but on my al-
I

name, I haue done, i . legiance, marke you this, on my allegiance) hec is in

Beat. Youalwaics end with a Iadestricke, I know lo'ue, With who? now chat is your Graces part marke :

you of old. how fhorc hisanfwere is, with Piero , Leonatoes fhort
Tedro. This is the fumme of all ; Leonato, fignior Qau- daughter.
cCo, and fignior Bcnedic'^e my deere friend Leonato , hath Clau. If this were fo,fo were itvetred.
inuiteu you all, I tell him we fhall day here, at the lead Bened. Like the old tale, my Lord.it is not fo,nor ’twas
a moneth, and he heartily praies fome occafion may de- not fo : but indecde,God forbid fhould be fo. it

tainc vs longer I date fweare hee is no hypocrite, but

: Clau. If my paflion change not fhorcly, God forbid it
praiesfrom his heart. fhould be otherwife.
Leon, lfyou fweare, my Lord, you fhall not be for- Pedro. Amen, ifyou loue her, for the Ladie is vetie
fworne, let mee bid you welcome, my Lord, being re- well worthic.
conciled to the Prince your brother: I owe you all Clau. You fpeake this to fetch me in, my Lord.
ductie. Pedr. By my troth I fpeake my thought.
lohn. Ithankeyou, I am not of many words, but I Clau. And in faith,my Lord,I fpoke mine.

thanke you. Bened. And by my two faiths and troths, my Lord, I

Leon. Pleafe your grace leadc on ?
it fpeake mine.
Pedro. Your hand Leonato, we will goe together. Clau. That I loue her, Ifeele.
Exeunt. Manet Benedkke and Claudio. Pedr. That fhe is worrhie.I know.
Clau. Bcnedic\e,d idd thou note the daughter of fig- Bened. That I neither feele how fhee fhould be lo-
nior ? ued ,
nor know how fhee fhould be worthic, is the
Bent. noted her not,but I lookt on her.
I opinion that fire cannot melt out of me, I will die in it at

Clm. Is die not amoded yong Ladie ? the flake.

Bene. Doe you quedionme as an honed man fhould Pedr. Thou waft euer an obftinate heretique in the de-
doe, for my fimple true judgement ? or would you haue fpightof Bcautie,
me fpeake after my cudome, as being a profefTed tyrant date. And neuer could maintaine his part, but in the
to their fexe l force ofhis will.
Bene. That
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<£M~fich adoe about Nothing,

wpman concerned me, I th*E>k<»her : that
Sen. That a Pedro. Thou wilt be like a louer prefently.
flie brought mecvp, Ilikewde giMeher moft humble And tire the hearer with a booke of words:
thankes : but that I will haue a rechate winded in my Ifthou doft loue faire Hero , cherifh it.
forehead, or bang my bugle in an inyifible baldricke,all And I will breake with her waft not to this end. :

women fhall pardon me: bef awfe I will not do chcm the That thou beganft to twift fo fine a fiory ?
wrong to miftruft any, J will doe my felfc the right to Clau. How fweetly doe you minifter to louc.

cruft none and the fine is, (for the which I may goe the
:
That know loues griefe by his complexion !

finer) I will liue a Batchdlor. But left my liking might too fodaine feeme,
Pedro. 1 fhall fee thee eve I die, looke pale wich lone. 1 would haue falu’d it with a longer treatife.

Bene. With anger, with ficknefle, or with hunger, Ped. What need ^ bridge much broder then the flood?

my Lord, not with loue.-proue that euer 1 loole more The faireft graunt is the neceflitie :

blood with louc, then I will gee againe with, dunking, Looke what will feruc,is fit ’tis once, thou loueft, :

pickcouc mine eyes with a Ballet-makers penne, and And I will fit thee with the remedie,
hang me vp at the doore of a brothcl-houfc tor the figne I know we fhall haue reuelling to night,

ofblinde Cupid. I will affurae thy part in lome difguile,

Pedro , Well, ifeuer thou tlooft fall from this faith, And tell faire Hero I am Claudio,
thou wilt proue a notable argument. And in her bofome lie vnclafpe my heart, 1

Bene. If I do, hang me in a bottle like 3 Cat, 8c (hoot And take her hearing prifoner with the fore*

atme, and he that hit's me, let him be clapt on the fhoul- And ftrong incounter of my amorous talc :

der, and cal’d Adam. Then after, to her father will I breake.
Pedro. Well, as time (hall trie: In time the lauage And the conclufion is, fhee fhall be thine,
Bull dothbeare tne yoake. Inpra&ife let vs put it prefently. Exeunt.
* Bene. The fauage bull may, but if euer the fe.nlible Enter L onato and an old man brother to Leonato.
Benedicke beare it, plucke off the bulles horncs, and ict Leo. How now brother, where is my coien your fon :

them in my forehead, and let me be vildcly painted, and hath he prouided this muficke ?

infuch great Letters as they wrice, heere is good horle Old. He is very bufie about it, but brother, 1 can tell

to hire lec them fignifie vnder my figne, heie you

:
may you newes that you yet dreamt not of.
fee Benedicke the married man. Lo. Are they good ?
Clan. Ifthisfhould euer happen, thou wouldftbee Old. As theeuents llamps them, but they haue a good

home mad. couer they fhew well outward, the Prince and Count
:

Nay, if Cupid haue not fpent all

Pedro. his Quiuer in Claudio walking in a thick pleached alley in my orchard,
Venice, thou wilt quake for this fhortly. were thusouer-hcard by a man of mine: the Prince dif-
Bene. I looke for an earthquake too then couered to Clantjis that heeloued my niece your daugh-
Pedro. Well, you will temporize with thehoures, in ter, and meant to acknowledge it this night in a dance
,

the meane time, good Signiov Benedicke, repaire to Lco- and ifhee found her accordant, hce meant to take the
tuttees, commend me to him, and tellhim I will not fade prefenttime by the top , and inftantly breake with you
him at fupper, for indeede he liath made great prepara- of it.
tion. Leo. Hath the fellow any wit that told you this ?
'Bene. I haue almoft matter enough in me for Inch an Old. A good fharpe fellow, 1 will lend for him and
,

Embaffage, and fo I commit you. queflion him your felfe.

Clan.To the tuition of God. From myhoufc, if I Leo. No, no; wee wii! hold it as a dreame, till it ap-

had it.
pearc it felfe : but I will acquaint my daughter withall
Pedro. The fixt ofluly.Your louing friend, Benedict that fhe may be the better prepared for an anfwerfifper-
Bene. Nay mocke not, mocke net the body ofyour *, aduenture chi$ bee true goeyou and tell her of it; coo-
:

difeoutfe fometime guarded with fragments, and the

is fins, you know what you haue to doe, O I ciie you mer-
guardes are but flightly bafted on neither, ereyou flout cie friend , goe you with mee and I will vfe your sk 11
,

old ends any further, examine your confidence, and fo 1 good cofin haue a care this bufie time. Exeunt.
leaueyou. exit. Enter Sir lobn the Bafiard,and Conrade his Companion.
Clan, My Liege, your Hi ghnefie now may doe mee Cjon. What the good yeerc my Lord , why are you

good. thus out ofmeafurp fad ?

Pedro. My lone is thineto teach,teach it but how. lob. There is no meafure in the occafion thjt breeds,
And thou fhalt fee how apt it is to iearne therefore the fadnefle is without limit.

Any hard Leflon that may do thee good. Con. You fihould heare reafon.

Clan. Hath Leonato any fonne my Lord? John. And when I haue heard it, whatbleflingbrin-
*
Pedro. Nochildebut//ero,{he’ihisonelyhcirc, geth it ?

Doft thou affed her ( landto ? Con. Ifnot a prefent remedy, yet a patient fufferance,
Clau. my Lord,O lob. I wonder that thou (being as thou faift thou art,

When you went onward on this ended a£flon,i borne vnder Satnrne) goeft about to apply amorall me-
I look’d vpon her with a fould:ers eie, dicine, to a mortifying mifehiefe: I cannot hide what I

That lik’d, but had a rougher taske in hand, am: muft bee fad when I haue caufe, andfmileatno
I

Than to driue liking to the name of loue: mans iefts, eat when I haue ftomacke, and wait for no
But now I am return’d, and that warrc-thoughts mansleifure: fleepe when lam drowfie, and rend on no
Haue left their places vacant : in their rooraes. mans bufinefle.laugh when I am merry, and daw nomen
Come thronging foft and delicate defires, in his humor.
Allprompting mee how faire yang Hero is. Con. Y ea,but you muft not make the ful fliow of this
Saying I lik’d her ere I went to warres. |
till you may doe it without controllmcnc, you haue of
1
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late
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I104 cSWucb aJoe about lb(otbing.

(late flood out againft your brother, and hec hathtane Beatrict. Hee were an excellent man that were made
you newly into hi* grace, where it is impoflible you iuft in the mid-way betweena him and Benedicke, the one
ihould take root,but by the faire weather that you make is too likean image and laics nothing, and the other too
your fclfe,it is needful that you frame the fcafon for your like my Ladies cldcft fonne, euermoretatling.
owneharueft. Leon Thenhalfefignior Benedicks tongue in Count
Iohn. 1 had rather be a canker in a hedge, then a rofe lohns mouth, and halfc Count Johns melancholy in Sig-
in his grace, and it better fits my bloud to be difdain’d of nior Benedicks face.
all, then to fafhion a carriage to rob lone from any :in this Beat. With a good legge.and a good foot vnckle,and
(though I cannoc be faid to be a flattering honeft man ) money cnqjugh in his purle, fuch a naan would winneany
ft mull not be denied but lama plaine dealing villaine.I woman in the world, if he could get her good will.
anttrufted with a mufftll , and enfranchifde with a clog, Leon. By my troth Nccce, thou wilt ncuer get thee a
I
therefore I haue decreed, not to (ing in my cage : ifl had husband, if thou be fo fhrewd of thy tongue.
my mouthjl would bite ifl had my liberty, I would do
:
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brother. Infaith fhcc’s too curft.

my liking in the mcanc time, let me be that I am , and

: T 00 curft is more then <urft,I jfhall lefien Gods
Beat.
fecke not to alter me. fending that way: for it is faid, God fenrts a curft Cow

Con. Can you make no vfeof yourdifeontent ? fhort homes, but to a Cow too curft he fends none.
Iohn. I will make all vie of it,for I vfe it onely. Leon. So, by being too curft, God will fend you no
Who comes here ? what newe j Borachio ? homes.
Beat. Iuft, if he fend me no husband, for the which
'
Eater Borachio . bldfing,I am at him vpon my knees euety morning and
Bor. I came yonder from a great lupper, the Prince cuening : Lord, could not endure a husband with a
I

your brother is royally entertained by and I can beard on his face,I had rather lie in the woollen.

giue you intelligence of an intended marriage. Leonato. Y ou may light vpon a husband that hath i?o
John. Will ic feruc for any Modell to build mifehiefe beard.
on ? What is hce for a foolc that betrothes himfclfeto Bat-rice. What fhould I doe with him ? drefle him in

vnquietneffe? my apparcll.and make him my waiting gentlewomanrhe

Bor. Maryitisyourbrothcrsrighthand. that hath a beard, is more then a youth and he that hath
:

Iobi.Who, the moft exquifite Claudio no beard, is lefl’c then a man and hee that is more then a
:

'Bor. Eucnhc. youth, is not for meeiandhc that is leflethena man, I am

John. A proper fquier, and who, and who, which way not for him: therefore I will euentake fixepence in ear-
lookes he ? ned of the Bcrrord,and leadc his Apes into hell.
Bor. Mary on Hero, the daughter and Heire of Leo - Leon. Well then,goe you into hell.
nato. Beat. No, but to the gate and there will the Dcuill
,

John. A very forward March-chicke how came you , meetc mee like an old Cuckold with homes on his head,
to this* and fay, get you to hcauen Beatrice , get you to heauen
Bor. Being entertain’d for a perfumer, as I was fmoa- heere’s no place for you maids, fo dcliuer I vp my Apes,
king amufty roome , comes me the Prince and Claudio, and away 10%. Peter : for the heauens, hee fhewes mec
hand in hand in fad conference I whipt behind the Ar-
: where the Batchellers fit, and there liuc wee as merry a*
ras, and there heard it agreed vpon, that thePrince Ihould the day is long.
wooe Hero for himfclfe , and hauing obtain’d her, giue Brother , Well nccce, I truft you will bcrul’d by your
her to Count Claudio. father.
John.Come, come, let vs thither, this may proue food Beatrice. Y es faith, it is my cofens dutie to make curt'
to tny difpleafurc, that young ftart-vp hath all the glorie fie, and fay, as ic pleafe y ou : but yet for all that cofin, let

of my ouerthrow : ifl can croflc him any way, IblefTc him be a handfome fellow, or elfe make an other curfie
my felfe eucry way , you are both lure, and will aflift and fay, father, as it pleajc me.
mce? 1
Leonato. Well uecce,I hope to fee you onexlay fitted
Conr. To the death my Lord. with a husband.
John.Let vs to the great fupper, their cheere is the Beatrice. Not till God make men of fome other met-
greater that I am fubdued, would the Cooke were ot my tall then earth, would it not gticuea woman to beoi r-

mindeifhall wegoc proue whats to be done? maftred with a peece of valiant duft i to make account of
Bor. Wee’ll wait vpon your Lordlhip. her life to a clod of waiward marie ? 110 vnckle, ilc none
Exeunt. Adams Tonnes are my brcthreu,and truly I hold it a finne
to match in my kinred.
Leon. Daughter, remember what I told you, if the
Prince doe lolicit you in that kinde, you know your an-
zA Bus Secundus, fwere.
Beatrice. The fault will be in the rauficke cofin,ifyou
be not woed in good time : if the Prince bee too impor-
Enter Leonato bit brother , hie wife. Her9 bis daughter, and tant, tell him there is mcafure in cuery thing, 8c fo dance
,

Beatrice bee netce , and a kinjman. out the anfwere,for heare me Z/crff,w©oing,wcdding, 8c
repenting, is as a Scotch ijgge, a mcafure, and a cinquc-
Leonato. Was not Count John here at fupper ? pace the firft fuite is hot and hafty like a Scotch ijgge
:

Brother. Ifawhim not. (and full as fantafticall ) the wedding manerly model!
Beatrice. How tartly that Gentleman lookes, Ineucr (a a mcafure) fullof ftatc 8c auncbentry,and then comes
can fee him,but I am hcart-burn’d an howrc after. repentance, and with his bad legs falls into the cinque-
Hero. Hci&of arery melancholy difpofition. pace fafter and faftcr, till he finkes into his graue.
Leonato.
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<£\£uch adoe about Soothing. IQS

Lesnata.CoCin you apprehend pafiing (hrewdly. Beat. Do,do,hce’lbutbreakeacomparifoncr two
f on me, which peraduenture(nocmarkt, or not laugh’d
Beatrice. 1 hauc a good eye Tnckle,I can fee a Church
at) ftrikes him into mclancholly, and then there’s a Par-
by daylight.
‘
Lem. Thercuellers ate entring brother ,
make good tridge wing faued, for the foolc will cate no fupper that

rootne.
night. We muft follow^che Leaders.
Ben. In eucry good thing.
£„ter Prince , 'Pedro , Claudio and Benedicke t and Balthafar,
,
Bea. Nay, if they leade to any ill, I will lcauethem
at the next turning.
er dumhe Iohn, Maskers with a drum. Exeunt.
Pedro. Lady,will you walke about with your friend? Muficke for the dance.
Hero. So you walke foftly.and lookc fweetly,and fay Iohn. Sure my brother is amorous on Hero, sfnd hath

nothing,! am yours for the walke, and cfpcciallv when 1 withdrawnc her father to breake with him about’ it: the
walke away. Ladies follow her.and but one vifor remaines. V
Pedro. With me in your company. Borachio.hnd that is (laudiofl know him by fils bea-
Hero. Imay fay fo when 1 pleafe. ring'-

Pedro. And when pleafe you to fay fo ? Iohn. Arc not you fignior Benedicke?
Hero. When I like your fauour , for God defend the Clan. You know me well, I am hee.
Lute fhould be like the cafe. Iohn. Signior,you are verie Dceie my Brother in his
Pedro. My vifor is Philemotts roofe ,
within the houfe loue, he is enamor’d on Hero ,
I pray iyou diffwade him
isLoue. from her, flie is no equall for his birth :
you may do the
Hero . Why then your vifor fhould be thatcht. partofanhoneft man in it.
Pedro.Speakelow ifyou fpeake Loue. Claudio. How know you he loues her ?
Bene. Well, I would you.did like me. Iohn. 1 heard him fw care his affeefion,
OVtar. So would not I for your ownc fakc xfor I hauc Ear. So did 1 too, and lie lwore he would marrie her

manie ill qualities. to night.

Bene. Which is one ? Iohn. Come, let vs to the banquet. Ex.manet (flats.
Mar. I fay my prayers alowd. Clan. Thus anfwere I in name of Benedick?,
Ben. I loue you the better,thc hearers may cry Amen. But heare tbefe ill newes with the cares of Claudtoi
Mar. God match me with a good dauncer. ’Tis certaine fo, the Princewoes for himfclfc
Amen.
Balt. Friendlliip is conffant in all other things,

Mkr. And God keepc him out ofmy fight when the Sauc in the Office and affaires of loue:
daunce is done anfwer Clarke.: Therefore all hearts in loue vf'c their o wne tongues.
"Balt. No more words the Clarke is anfwercd. Let cuerie eye negotiate for ir felfe.
Vr[ula. 1 know you well enough,you are Signior^w- And truft no Agent for bcautie is a witch,
:

thonio. Againft whofe charmes, faith meitech i.'ito blood ;

Anth. At word, I am not.

a This is an accident of hourcly praofe.
Vrfula. I know you by the wagling of your head. Which 1 mifirufied not. Farewell therefore Hero.
Anth. To tell you true, I counterfet him. Enter Benedicke .
Vrfu. You could neuer doe him fo ill well , vnlefic
* Ben. Count ( lands o.

you were the very man here’s his dry hand vp & down,
: C/atf.Yea.thcfame.
you are he, you arc h e. ''Ben, Come, will you go with me?
Anth. At a word I am not. Clair. Whither?
Vrfula. Come, come,doc you thinke I doe not know Ben. Euen to the next Willow, about your own bu'
' you by your excellent wit ? can vertue hide it felfe i goe fineffe.Count. Whatfafhion will you weare the Gar#
- to,mumme,you are he, graces will appeare , and there’s land off ? About your nccke, like an Vfurers chaine ? Or
anend. vnder your arme, like a Lieutenants fcarfe ? You muff
BeHt. Will you not tell me who told you fo ? weare it one way , for the Prince hath got your Hero.
Bene. No, you fhail pardon me. Clan: I wiffi him ioy cf her.
Beat. Nor will you not tell me who you are 1 Ben. Why that's fpoken like an honeft Drouier, fo
Betted. Not now. they fd Bullockes : butdid you thmkc the Prince wold
Beat. That I was difdainfull.andthatlhadmy good haue ferued you thus ?

wit out of the hundred merry tales : wcll,this was Signi- Clau'i I pray youleaueme.
or Benedicke that faid fo. Ben.' Ho now you finke like the blindmanfewas th*
Bene. What’she ? boy that ff ole your mcate, and you’l beat the poff.
Beat. I amfurcyouknow him well enough. Clau. Ifitwillnotbe,IleIeaueyou. Exit.
Bene. Not I,belecueme. Ben. Alas poore hurt fowle,now will he crcepc into
Beat. Did he neuer make you laugh ? fedges:Butthatmy \- 2 d\c Beatrice fhould know me, 8c
"Bene. I pray you what it he ? not know me:the Princes foolejriah? Itroay be I goe
Beat. Why he is the Princes ieafier,a very dull foole, vnder that title, becaufo I am metric yea but fo 1 am :

onely his gilt is, indcuifingimpofsiblcflanders, none apt to do my felfe wrong: I am not fo reputed, it is the
but Libertines delight in him, and the commendation is bafe (though bitter) difpofition of Beatrice that putt’s
not in his wittc, but in his villanie, for hee both pleafeth the world into her perfon, and fo giues me out: well, lie
men and angers them , and then they laugh at him, and be reuenged as I may.
beat him: I am Cure he is in the Fleet , I would he had
boorded me. Enter the Prince.
Bene. When I know the Gentleman,lle tell him wkac Pedro. NowSignior, where’s the Count, did you
you fay. fee him f
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Bene. Troth my Lord,I haue played the part of Lady Pedro. You haue put him downe Lady, you haue put
Fame, 1 found him heere as melancholy as a Lodge in a him downe.
Warren, I told him, and I thinke,told him true,that your Beat. So I would not he fhould do me, my Lord, left
grace had got the will of this young Lady, and I offered Ifhould prooue the mother of fooles I haue brought:

him my company to a willow tree, either to make him a Count Claudio, whom you fent me to fecke,
garland, as being forfaken,or to binde him a rod , as be- Pedro. Why how now Count, wherfore are you fad?
ing worthy to be vvhipt. Claud. Not fad my Lord.
Pedro, To be whipt, what's his fault ? Pedro. How then ? fickc /
Bene. The flat tranfgrelfion of a Schoole-boy , who Claud. Neither, my Lord.
being oncn-joycd with finding a birds neft, fhewes it his Beat. The Count is neither fad, nor ficke, nor merry,
companion, and he Ifcales it. nor well but ciuill Count,ciuill as an Orange, and fomc-
:

Pedro. Writ thou make a truft, a tranfgrelfion ? the thing of a iealous complexion.
tranfgtefiioB is in the ftcaler. Pedro. Ifaith Lady, I thinke your blazon to be true
,
Ben. Yet had not bcene amiffe the rod had bccne
it though be fwornc , if hee be lo, hi* conceit is falfe
lie
made, and the garland too, for the garland he might haue heere Claudio, I haue wooed in thy name , and faire Hero
worne himfelfc,and the rod hec might haue beftowed on is won , 1 haue broke with her father, and his good will

you,who(as I take it)haue flolne his birds neft. obtained, name the day of marriage, and God giue
Pedro. I will but teach them to ling, and reftore them theeioy.
to the owner. Leona. Count, take of me my daughter, and with her
Bene, if their finginganfvveryour faying..by my faith my fortunes his grace hath made the match, & all grace
:

you fay honeftly. fay, Amen to it.

Pedro. The Lady Beatrice hath a quarrell to you ,
the Beatr. Speake Count, tis your Chi.
Gentleman that daunft with her , told her fheeismtich Claud. Silenceis theperfedteft Herault ofioy, Iwcrc
wrong'd by you. but little could fay, how much ? Lady, as you
happy if I

Bene. O
(he mifufde me paft the indurancc ofa block: are mine, 1 am yours, I giuc away my felfe for you and
,
an oake but with one grecne leafeon it, would haue an- doat vpon the exchange.
fwered her: my very vu'or began to afllimc life, and icold Beat. Speake cofin, or (ifyou cannot) flop his mouth
with her: fheetoldmcc, not thinking I had becne my with and let not him fpeake neither.
a kifte,

felfe, thatI was the Princes Idler, and that I was duller Pedro. Infaith Lady you haue a merry heart.
then a great thaw, hudling ieft vpon left , with luch im- Beatr. Yea my Lord Ithankeit.poore foole itkeepes
poftiblc conueiance vpon me, that 1 flood like a man at a on the windy fide of Carc,my coofin tells him in hi* eare
marke, with a whole army (hooting at me fhee fpeakes : that he is in my heart. ,

poynyards, and cuery word ftabbes.: if her breath were Clan. And fo fhe doth coofin.
as terrible as terminations, there were noliuing neeie Beat. Good Lord for alliance : thus goes cuery one
her, fhe would infect to the north ftarre : I would not to the world butLandl am fun-burn’d,Imay fit in a cor-
marry her, though fhe were indowed with all that Adam ner and cry, heigh ho for a husband.
had left him before he tianfgrcfl, flic would hauemade Pedro. Lady Beatrice , I will get you one.
Hercules haue turnd fpit, yea, and haue cleft his club to Beat. would rather haue one ofy our fathers getting:
I

make the five too conic, calke not of her, you fhall findc
: hath your Grace ne’re a brother like you ? your father
her the infcrnall Ate in good apparel!. 1 would to God got excellent husbands, if a maid could come by them.
fome fchollcr would coniuie hcr.for certainely while flic Prince. Will you haue me ? Lady.

is heere, a man may Hue as quiet in hell, as in a fanduary, Beat. No,my Lord, vnlefle I might haue another for
and people finne vpon purpofe, becaufe they would goe working-daics, yourGrace is too coftly to wcare euerie
thither, l'o indeed all dil'quiet, horror , and perturbation day but I befecch your Grace pardon mce, I was borne
:

followes her. to fpeake all mirth, and no matter.

Prince. Your filence moft offends me, and to be mer-
Enter Claudio and Beatrice, Leonato, Hero. ry, beft becomes you, for out of queftion,you were born
Pedro. Looke heere (he comes. in a merry howre.

Will your Grace command mec any feruice to

Bene. Beatr. No fure my Lord, my Mother cried, but then
the worlds end ? I will goe on the flighteftarrandnow there was a ftarre daunft, and vnder that was Iborne:co-
to the Antypodes that you can deuifa to fend me on I : fins God giue you ioy.

will fetch you tooth-picker now from the furtheft inch

a Leonato. Neecc,wili you looke to thofe things I told
of Ain : bring you the length of Prefler lohnsioot:fetch you of?
you aliayrc oft the great [hams beard doe you any em-
: Beat. I cry you mercy Vncle, by your Graces pardon.
baffage to the Pigmies , rather
then hould three words Exit Beatrice .
conference, with this Harpy you haue no employment
:
Trince. By my troth a pleafant Lady.
fpirited

for me ? Leon. There’s little of the melancholy element in her

Pedro. None, but to ddire your good company. my Lord, fhe is neuerfad,but when fhe fleepes, and not
Bene. O God fir,hceres a difh I loue not, I cannot in- eucr fad then:for I haue heard my daughter fay,fhe hath
dure this Lady tongue. Exit. often dreamt of vnhappinefle ,
and wakt her felfe with
Pedr. Come Lady, come, you haue loft the heart of laughing.
S]gr\\ov Bcncdicke. Pedro. Shec cannot indure to hcare tell of a husband-
Beatr. Indeed my Lord, hee lent it me a while, andl Leonato. 0,by no racancs, fhe mocks all her wooers
gaue him double heart for a fingle one, marry
vfe for it, a out of fuite.

once before hewonne it of mce,with falfe dicc,thercfore Prince. She were an excellent wife for Beuedickj
your Grace may well lay I haue loft it. Leonato. OLord, my Lord, if they were but a weeke
married,
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tSAPucb adoe about 3\(otbing. 107

married, they would talke thfcmfelues madde. honor who hath made this match ) and his friends repu-
Prince. Counte Claudio when meane you to goc to tation, who is thus like to be cofen’d with the fcmblance
Church $ of a maid, that you haue difcoucr’d thus:theywill fcarcc-
Clan. To morrow my Lord, Time goes on crutches, ly beleeue this without triall: offer them inftances which

rill Lous haue

all his rites. fhall beare no leffe likelihood , than to fee mee at her

Leonata. Not till monday, my deare Tonne, which is chamber window, heare me call CJAlargaret,Hero] hcare
hence a iuft feuen night, and a time too briefe too,to haue Margaret terme me Claudio and bring them to fee this
all things anfwer mindc. the very night before the intended wedding, for in the
Prince. (hake the head at To long a brea-
Come, you meane time, I will fo fafhion the matter, that Hero ftiall
thing, but I warrant thee Claudio, the time (hall not goe be abfent,and there fhall appeare luch feeming truths of
dully by vs, I will in the interim , vndertake one of Her- Heroei difloyaltie, that iealoufie fhall be cal’d affurance
cules labors, to bring Signior Benedicke and the
which is, and all the preparation ouerchrowne.
Lady mountaine
Beatrice into a of affeft ion, th’one with Iohn. Grow this to what aduerle iffue it can , I will
th'othcr, I would faine haue it a match , and I doubt not put it be cunning
in pradf ife : in the working this
,
and
but to fafhion it, if you three will but minifter fuch alfi- thy fee isathoufand dtic3tes.
ftance a* I fhall giue you direction, Bor. Bethou conftanc in the accuiation, and my cun-
Leonata , My Lord, I am for you ,
though it eoft mec ning fhall not fhame me.
ten nights w’atchings. Iohn. I will prefenriie goe learne their day ofmarri-
Claud. And I my Lord. age. Exit.
Prin. And you to gentle Hero ?
hero. doe any modeft office, my Lord.tohelpc
I will Enter Benedicke alone,
r
my good husband.
cofin to a Bene. Boy.
Prin. And Benedick}* not the vnhopefulleft
husband Boy. Signior.

that 1 know thus farre can I praife

:
him,hee is of a noble my chamber window lies a feookc , bring it
Bene. In

ftraine,of approued valour, and confirm’d honefty,! will hither tome in the orchard.
teach you how to humour your cofin, that fhee fhall fall Boy. am heere already fir.
1 Exit.
inloue with Benedicke, znd I,withyour two hclpes,will Bene. I know that, but I would haue thee hcncc, and

fopraaife on Benedicke, that in defpight of his quicke heere againe. I doe much wonder that one man feeing ,

wit, and his queafieftomackc,hee (ball fallinloue with how much another man is a foole, when he dedicates his
Beatrice wee can doe this, Cupid is
: if no longer an Ar- bchauiours to louc ,
will after hee hath laught at fuch
be ours* for wee arethcondyloue-
cher, his glory fhall fhallow follies in others , become the argument of his

gods, goc in with me, and I will tell you my drift. Exit. owne fcorne, by falling in loue, & fuch a man is Claudio ,

Enter Iohn and'Btrachio. I haue known when there was no muficke with him but

lob. It is fo, the Count Claudio Aral marry the daugh- the drum and and now' had hee rather heare the
the fife ,

ter of Leonato. taber and the pipe haue knowne when he would haue
: I

Bora. Y ea my Lord,but I can croffe it. walkt ten mile afoot, to fee a good armor, and now will
Any barre, any croffe, any impediment, will be
Iohn. he lie ten nights awake earning the fafhion of a newdub-
inedicinable to me, I am ficke in difpleafure to him, and lct: he was wont to fpeake plaine,& to the purpofc (like

whatfoeuer comes athwart his affedion, ranges cuenly an honeft man & a fouldier) and now is he turn’d ortho-
with mine, how canft thou croffe this marriage ? graphy, his words are a very fantaft icall banquet, iuft fo
Bor. Not honeffly my Lord, but focouertly, that no many ftrange*difties may 1 be To conuerted, & fee with
:

difhonefty fhall appeare in me. thefeeyes? I cannot tell, I thinke not 1 will not bee :

Iohn. Shew me breefely how. fworne,but loue may transforme me to an oyfter.but He

; Bar . I thinke I told your Lordfnip a yeere fince.how take my oath on it, till he haue made an oyfterofme, he
muchl am in the fauour of Margaret, the waiting gentle- fhall neucr make me fuch a foole: one woman is faire,yet
woman to Hero. I am well : another is wife, yet I am well : another vertu-
Iohn. I remember. ous, yetam well buc till all graces be in one woman,
I :

Bor. I can at any vnieafonablc infhntof the night, one woman fhall not come in my grace rich fhec fhall :

appoint her to look out at her Ladies chamber window. be,that’s certaine He none : vertuous,or lie ne-
: wife, or
Iohn. What life is in that, to be the death of this mar- uer cheapen her :,.faire,or lie neuerlookeon her: milde,
riage? or comcnot neeremc Noble, or not for an Angell : of :

Bor. The poyfon of that lies in you to temper, goe good difeourfe an excellent Mufitian,and her haire flial
:

you to the Prince your brothcr,fpare not to tell him, that be of what colour it pleai’e God, hah.' the Prince and
hee hath wronged his Honor in marrying the renowned Monfieur Loue, I will hide me in the Arbor.
Claudio, whofe eftimation do you mightily hold vp,to a
contaminated ftale,fuch a one as Hero. Enter Prince, Leonato, Claudio, and Iache Wilfon,
Iohn. What proofe flialll make of that ? Prin . Come, fhall we heare this muficke ?
Bor. Proofe enough, to mifufe the Prince, to vexe Claud. Y ea my good Lord how ftill the euening : is,

Claudio, to vndoe hero , and kill Leonato, lookc you for a- As hufht on purpofe to grace harmonie.
ny other iffue? frits. See you where Benedicke hath hid himfelfe?

Iohn. Oncly to defpight them,I will endeauour any Clau. O very well my Lord:the muficke ended,
thing. Wee’ll fit the kid-foxe with a penny worth.
SeryjGoethen^ndemearaeetehowre, to draw on Prince. Come Balthafar,vict\\ hcare that fong again.
Tedro and the Count Claudio alone , tell them that you Balth, O good my Lord.taxe not fo bad a voyce.
know that Hero loues me, intend a kinde of zeale both To ftander muficke any more then once.
to the Prince and Claudio ( as in a louc of your brothers Prin. It is the witneffe ftill of excellency ,
To
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1 08 cfAfuch ndoe about Soothing.

To flandcr Muficke any more then once. Prince. Why what effects of paflion fhewes fhc ?
Prince. It is the witneffe ftill of excellencie. Claud. Baite the hooke well, this fifh will bite.
To put a ftrange face on his owne perfection, Leon. What effcCts my Lord ?fhee will fit you, you
I pray thee ling, and let me woe no more. heard my daughter tell you how.
Balth. Bccaufe you talke of wooing,! will fing. Clau, She did indeed.
Since many a wooer doth commence his fuit. Prin.How, how I pray you ? you amaze mc,I would
To her he thinkes not worthy, ye: he wooes, haue thought her fpirit hadbecnc inuincible againft all
Yet willhe fweare he loues. afTaults of affeCtion.
Prince Nay pray thee come, Leo. I would haue fworne it had^y Lord,efpecially
Or if thou wilt hold longer argument. againft Benedicke.
Doe it in notes. Bene. I fhould thinke this a gull, but that the white-
Balth. Note this before my notes, bearded fellow fpeakes it : knauery cannot fure hide
Thercs not a note of mine that’s worth the noting. himfelfe infuch reuerencc.
Prince. Why thefe arc very crotchets that he ipeaks, Claud. He hath tane th’infcCtion,hold it vp.
Note notes forfooth,and nothing. Prince . Hath fhcc mads her affeCtion known to Bene-
Bene. Now diuine aire,now is his foule rauifht, is it dict^ i
notrtrangc that fheepes guts fhould hale ioules out of Leonato. No, and fweares fhe neuer will, that’s her
mens bodies ? well, 3 home for my money when all's torment. •

done. Claud. ’Tis true indeed, fo your daughter faies tfhall

The Song. I, faics fhe, that haue fo oft encountrcd him with i'corne,
write to him that I loue him ?

Sigh no more Ladies, fgb no more, Leo. Tins faies fhee now when fheeis beginning to
Aden were deceiuers euer, write to him, for fhec’ll be vp twenty times a night, and
One foote in Sea and one on Poore , the, c wiL fhc fit in her lmockc, till fhe haue writ a fhect
To one thing confiant neuer , of paper : my daughter tells vs all.

Then pgh not fo, but let tbemgoe, Clau. Now you talke ot a fheet of paper, I remember
ylnd be you blithe and bonnit ,
a pretty icf! your daughter told vs of.
Concerting alljour founds of wee. Leon. O when Inc had writ it, & was reading itoucr,
Into hej nony nonj. fhe found Benedicke and '.b-.a'r/cf betweene thefheetc.
Clan. That.
Sing no mere ditties, png no moe , Leon. O fhc tore the letter into athoufand halfpence,
Of dumps fo dull and heany , raild at her felfithat fhe fhould be fo immodefl to write,
Thefraud ofmen were euer fo. to otic that fhec knew would fl out her : I meafure him
,

Since fummer firfi was leauj , faies flic, by iny owne fpirit, for I fhould
flout him ifhee
Then fgb not fot (<yc. writ to mee,yea though I loue him, I fhould.
Class. Then downc vpon her knees fhe falls, weepet,

Prince. By my troth a good fong. fobsjbcaces her heart, tearcs her hayre,praics, curies, O
Balth. And an ill finger, my Lord. fvveet Benedick*,God giuc me patience.
Prince. Ha, no, no faith, thou frngfl well enough for a Leon. She doth indeed, my daughter faics fo, and the
fhife. extafie hath fo much ouerborne her, that my daughter is
And he had been a dog that fhoojd haue'nowld
Ben. fomtime aleard fire will doc a defperacc out-rage to her
thus ,
they would haue hang’d him, and I pray God his felfc, itii very true.
bad vcyce (fode no raifehiefe, I had as liefe haue heard Princ. It were good that Benedicke knew of it by fome
the night-rauen, come what plague could haue come af- other, if fhe will not diicouer it.

ter it. Clau. T o what end i he would but make a fport of it,
Yea marry, doft thou hearc 'Baltkafar ? 1 pray
Prince. and torment the poore Lady worfe.
thee get vs fome excellent mufick for to morrow night: Prin. And he fhould, it were an alnies to hang him

we would haue it at the Lady Heroes chamber window. fhce’s an excellent fweet Lady, and(out of all fulpition,)
Balth. ThebcftI can, my Lord. Exit Baltbafar. fhe is vertuous.
Prince. Do fo, farewell. Come hither Leonato, what Claudio. And fhe is exceeding wife.
was it you told me of today, that your Niece Beatrice prince. In euery thing,but in louing Benedicke.
\vas in loue with fignior Benedicke ? Leon. O my Lord,wilcdomc and bloud combating in
Cla. O I, Ididnc-
ltalke on, ftalke on, the foule fits. fo tender abody, we haue ten proofes to one,that bloud
ucr thinke that Lady would haue loued any man. hath the victory, I am lorry for her, as I haue iufl caufe ,

Leon. No, nor I pcithcr,but molt wonderful, that fhe being her Vndc,and herGuardian.
fhould fo dote on Signior Tcnedtckc, whomfhee hath in Prince. I would fhee had beftowedthis dotage on
all outward behauiours feemed cuer to abhorre. mee, I would haue daft all other rcfpeCts, and made her
Bene. Is'c poflible ? fits the wmde in that corner ? halfe my felfe I pray you tell Benedtckg of it , and hearc
:

Leo. By my troth my Lord, I cannot tell what to what he will fay.

thinke of it, but that fhc loues him with an imaged affe- Leon. Were it good thinke you?
ction, it is paft the infinite of thought. Qau. Hero thinkes furely fhe wil die,for fhc faics (he
Prince. May be fhe doth but counterfeit. will die, ifhee loue her not, and fhee will die ere fhee
Claud. Faith like enough. make her loue knowne, and fhe will die ifhee wooe her,
Leon. O God counterfeit ? there was neuer counter-
i ratherthan fhee will bate one breath of her accuftomcd
feit of pafTion,came fo neerc the life of paflion as fhe dif- crofTcnefle.
couers it. Prin. She doth well, if fheihould make tender of her
"•
lou c,
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Much adoe about Nothing. IO9

oue, ’tis very poflible hee’l fcorne it, for the manf as you ’Beat I tooke no more paines for thofe thankes,then
.

know all) hath a contemptible fpiric. you take paines to tbanke me, if it had been painefull, 1
Clan. He is a very proper man. would not haue come.
Prin. He hath indeed a good outward happincs. Bene. You take pleafure then in themedage.

Clan. ’Fore God, and in my minde very wile. Beat. Yea iudfomuch as you may take vpon a kniues

Prin. He doth indeed diew fome fparkes that are like point, and choake a daw withall you haue no domacke
:

fignior, fare yon well. E%it.

wit.
And I take him to be valiant.
Leon. Bene. Ha, againd my will I am fent to bid you come
As Hector I aflureyou, and in the managing of
Prin. into dinner: there’s a double meaning in that I tooke :

quarrels you may fee bee is wife, for either heeauoydes no more paines for thofe thankes then you tooke paines
them with great difcretion , or vndertakes them with a to thanke me, that’s as much as to fay, any paines that I
Chriftian-like feare. take for you is as eafie as thankes if I do not take pitty :

Leon. Lf hee doe feare God, a mud neceffarilie keepe ofherlamavillaine,ifldoenot loue her Iamalew, 1

peace, if hee breake the peace, hee ought to enter into a will goe get her pitflure. Exit.
quarrel! with feare and trembling.
Prin. And io Will he doe, for the man doth fear God,
howfoeuer it feemes not in him, by fome large ieads hee
I am forry for your niece, fhall we goc
will make : well,
and tell him of her loue
fee Benedicke.
<*J1 Hus T crtiuSr
Claud. Neuer tell him, my Lord, let her weare it out
with good counted,
Leon Nay that’s impo{Tible,{hc may weare her heart Enter Hero and two Cjentlemcn , Margaret, and Vrfula.

outfirft.
Prin. WclljWC will heare further of it by your daugh- Hero. Good <^Marge.ret runne thee to the parlour,
ter, let it coole the while , I louc Benedick* well, and I There fhalt thou finde my Colin Beatrice ,
could wifh he would modedly examine himtellc, to lcc Propofing w ith the Prince 3nd Claudio,
how much he is vnworthy to haue fo good a Lady. Whilper her care, and tell her 2 tu\prfula, !

Leon. My Lord, will you walkePdinner is ready. W alke in the Oi chard,and our whole difcotirfe
Clan, lf he do nor doac on her vpon this, 1 wil neuer Is all of her, lay that thou ouer-heardd vs
truft my expe&ation. And bid her deale into the pleached bower.
Let there be the fame Net fpread for her, and
Prin. Where honyt-fuckles ripened by the funne
that mud your daughter and her gentlewoman carry: Forbid the funne to enter like fauourites :

the fport will be, when they bold one an opinion of ano- Made proud by Princcs,that aduance their pride
ther dotage, and no fuch matter, that’s the Scene that I Againd that powcrchat bred it, there will die hide her.
would fee, which will be mecrely a dumbe fhew let vs : To liften ourpurpole, this is thy office ,
fend her to call him into dinner. Exeunt Beare thee well in it, and lcaue vs alone.
Bene. This can be no tricke,the conference was fadly TMarg. lie make her come warrant you
I prefently.
iboyic, they haue the truth ofthis from Hero, they feeme Hero. Now Vrfttla, when Beatrice doth come,
to pittie the Lady : it feemes her affeifions haue the full As we do trace this alley vp and downc,
bent : lone me ? why it mud he requited : I heare how I Ourtalkemud oncly be of B cnedickc
amcenlur’d, they fay I willbearemy lelfe proudly, if I When I doe name him, let it be thy part.
perceiue the loue come from her they fay too, that fhe : To praile him morcthen euer man did merit
will rather die than giue any ligne of affeclion: 1 did ne- My talkc to thee mud be how Benedick*
uer thinke to marry, 1 mud not feeme proud, happy are Isfickein loue with Beatrice : of this matter ,

they that heare their detractions , and can pur them to Is little Cupids crafty arrow made,
mending : they fay the Lady is faire, ’tis a truth I can ,
Thatonely wounds by hcare-faymow begin,
bcarc them witnefl'c and vertuous, tis fo , I cannot re-
: Inter Beatrice. (
prooue it, and wife, but for louing me, by my troth it is For looke where Beatrice like a Lapwing runs
no addition to her wittc, nor no great argument of her Clofe by the ground, to heare our conference.
be horribly in loue with her, I may chance
folly; for I wil Vrf. The pleafani’d angling is to fee the fifh
haue fome odde quirkesand remnants of wittc broken Cut with her golden ores the bluer fireamc.
on mce, bccaufe I haue rail’d fo long againd marriage : And greedily deuoure the treacherous baite ;

but doth not the appetite alter ? a man loucs the meat in So angle we for Beatrice who euen now.,

his youth, that he cannot indure in his age. Shall quips Is couched in the wood-bine couerture,
and fcntcnces, and thefe paper bullets of the braine awe Feare you not my pare of the Dialogue.
aman from thecareereof his humour ? No.theworld Her.Then go we near e her that her care loofe nothing,
mud be peopled. When I faid I would die a batcheler,I Of the falfe fweete baite that we lay for i:
did not think I fhould hue were maricd.hcrc comes
till I No t:\ic\y Hrfn la, (he istoodifdainfull,
Beatrice : by this day, dice’s afaire Lady, I doe (pic fome I know her fpirits are as coy and wilde.
nnatkes of loue in her. v< As Haggcrds of thcrockc.
• 7 'arrefamr .
loajondajr -wIT .»V.
C. Vrfula. But arc you fure.
Enter Beatrice. That Benedicke loucs Beatrice fo intirely ?
a •• la dwsrUaoi ( atb'hnid jnisq oJ7o,’mY ,*u\
. . /
Her. So faies the Prince,and my new trothed Lord.
Beat. Againd my wil I am fent to bid you come in to Vrf. And did they bid you tell her of it,M adam i
dinner. , .iTm snifbuid j; :

.v.w'J
Her. They did intreate me to acquaint her of it.
Bene. Faire Beatria^ I thaplgj.you foryou* paines. But I perfwaded them, if they lou’d Benedicke,
K To
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iio e5W«rh \adoe about «9\(otbing.

To vvifh him wraftle with affedion Some Cttptd kills with arrowes,fome with traps. Exit
And neuer to let 'Beatrice know of it. Heat. What fire win mine cares? can this be true?
V'rfuia. Why did you io,doth not the Gentleman StandI condemn’d for pride and fcorncfomuch?
Dcferue as full as-fortunate a bed, Contempt, farewell, and maiden pride, adew,
As euet Beatrice fhall cotich vpon? No glory hues behinde the backe of fuch.
Hero. O
God ofloue! know he doth defcrue.
1 And Benedicke, \o\sc on,I will requite thee,
As mtich as may be yeelded to a man : T aming my wilde heart to thy louing hand
But Nature neuer fram’d a womans heart, If thou doft loue,my kindeneffe fhall incite thee
Ofprowder ftuffe then that of Beatrice : To binde our loues vp in a holy band.
Difdaine andScorne ride fparklmg in her eyes, For others fay thou doft deferue, and I
Mif-prizing what they lookeon.andhcr wit Beleeue it better then reportingiy. Exit.
Values it felfe fo highly, that to her
All matter elfe feemes weake:fhc cannot loue. Euter Prince and Leonato.
, (flandio, Benedicke,
Nor take no ftiape nor proiecf of affection, Prince. I doe but
your marriage beconfum-
flay till
Shee is fo felfe indcared. mace, and then go I toward Arragon.
... yrfu/a . Sure I thinkc fo , Clan. He bring you thither my Lord, if you’l vouch-
And therefore certainely it were not good fafe me.
She knew his loue, let! fhe *nake lport at it. Nay, that would be as great a foyle in the new
Prut.
Hero. Why you fpeaketru h,t neuer yet faw man. of your marriage, as to fhew a childe his new coat
glofi'e

How wife, how noble, yong^aow rarely featur’d. and forbid him to weare it , 1 will onely bee bold with
But fhe would fpell him backward: iffaiie tac d. Benedicke for his compame, for from the crowne of his
She would fweare the gentleman fhould be her filler head, to the foie ofhisfoot.heis all mirth,he hath twice
Ifblacke, why Nature drawing of an aniickc, or thrice cut Cupids bow- Bring, and the little hang-man
Made a foulc blot:ifnll,alaunceill headed : dare not fhoot at him, he hath a heart as found as a bell,

If low, an agot very vildhc cur : ar.d histongue is the dapper, for whac his heart thinkes,
If lpeaking,why a vane blownewith all windcs: his tongue fpeakes.
If blent, why a b'locke moued with none. bene. Gallants, I am not as I haue bin.
Soturnes fhe enerv man the wrong fide out, Leo. So methinkes you are fadder.
fay I,
And neuer giucs to Truth and Vertue, that Claud. I hope he be in loue.
Which fimolenefl'e and merit purchafeth. Prin. Hang himtruant,there's no true drop of bloud
Vrfu. Sure, fure,fuch carping is not commendable. in bun to be truly toucht with lc-ue,ifhe be fad,he wants
Hero. No, not to be fo odde,a:id from all fafhions, money.
As Beatrice is, cannot be commendable. Bene. I hauethe tooth-ach.
But who dare tell her lo ? if 1 fhould fpeakc, Prin. Draw it.
She would tnocke me into ayre,0 fhe would laugh me bene. Hang it.
Out of my felfe ,pre{fe me to death with wit, Claud. Youmuft hang it firft.snd draw it afterwards.
Therefore let Benedickt like coucred fire Prin. What ? figh for the tooth-ach.
Conlumc away in fighes, vvafle inwardly Lean. Where is but ahumour or a worme.
I.twere abetter death, to die with mockes Bene. Well.eucry one cannot maftcr a griefe,buc hee
Which is 3s bad as die with tickling. thathasit.
Vrfu Yet tell her of it .hearc what {hee will fay. Clau. Yet fay I, he is in loue.
Hero. No, rather 1 will goe to benedtcfo Prin. Thereno appearance offuUcieinhim,vnle(Te
is

And counfailchimto fighc againft hispaflion. it be a fancy that he hath to ftrange difguifes.as to bee a

And truly lie deuife fome honefl Banders Dutchman to day, a Frenchman to morrow: vnleffehee
To ftainc my cofin with, one doth not know, haue a fancy to this foolery, as it appeares hee hath, hce
How much an ill word may irnpoifon liking. is no foole for fancy , as you would haue it to appeare

Vrfu. O doe not doe your cofin fuch a wrong, he is.

She cannot be fo much without true judgement, Clan. Ifhe be not in loue with fome woman, there
Hauing fo fwtft and excellent a wit isno beleeuing old fignes,abrufhes his hat a mornings.
As fheisprifdctohaue,astorefule What fhould that bode?
So rare a Gentleman as fignior Benedicke. Prin. Hath any man feenchim atthe Barbers ?
Hero. He is the onelv man cf Italy, Clau, No, but the Barbers man hath beene feen with
AUvaies excepted, my deare Claudio. him, and the olde ornament of his cheeke hath alreadie
Vrfu. I nray you be not angry with me,Madame, ftufc tennis balls.

Speaking my fancy: Signior Benedicke, Leon. Indeed he lookesyongcr than hee did, by the
For fhape,for bearing argument and valour Ioffe of a beard.
Goes formoft in report through Italy. Prin. Nay arubshimfelfevvithCiuitjCanyou fracH
Hero. Indeed he hath an excellent good n3me. him eurby that?
Vrfu. His excellence did came it ere he had it: 'Clau. That’s as much
thefweet youth's in
as to fay,
When arc you married Madame? loue. 2 ,; -m
Hero. Why euerie day to morrow,eomegoein, Prin. The greaceft note ofit is his melancholy.
Ilefiicvv thee fome artires,and haue thy counfell, Clan, And when was hie want to vvafh his face?
Which is' the beft to furnifh me to morrow. Prin. Yea, or to paint hinrfclfe ? for the which I heare
Vrfu. Shce’s tane I warrant you, trvhat they fay of him.
1

Wc haue caught her Madame? Clan. Nay,buthisicftingfpirit, which is now CTcpc

^ Hero. Ifirproue fo,then louing'goe* by haps, into a lute-ftringjandnowjjouetfi’d by flops.

Prince,
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Much adoe about Nothing, Ill

Prin. Indeed chat cels a heauy tale for him: conclude, Cland. O rmfehiefe flrangelie thwarting
he isinloue. Baftard. O plague right well preuented ! fo will yoii
£lmi. Nay, butlknowwholoueshina. fay, when you haue fecne the fequele. Exit.
Prince. That would I know too, I warrant onethac
knoweshitn not. Enter Dogherj and his compartner rvith the watch*
Cla. Y es,and his ill condition*, and in defpight of all, Dog* Are you good men and true ?
dies for him. Verg. Yea, or elfeitwcrepittybut they (hould fuffer
Prin. Sheeftiall be buried with her face vpwards. faluation body and foule.
Bene. Yet is this no cbarrne for the tooth-ake,old fig- Dogb. Nay, that were a punilhment too good for

nior. walke afide with mee,I haue dudied eight or nine them, if they (hould haue any allegiance in them, being
wile words to fpeake to you, which thelc hobby-horfes chofen for the Princes watch.
muftnoc heare. Verges. Well, giuethem their charge, neighbour
Prtn. For my life to breakc with him about Beatrice. Dogb erg.
Clah. ’Tiseuenfo, here and Margaret haue by this Dog. Firft, who thinke you the noil defartleffc man
played their parts with Beatrice 3 and then the two Beares tobeConflable?
will not bite one another when they mcete. Watch. i. Hugh Ote-cake fir , or George Sea-coale , for
they can write and reade.
Enter Ioh» the 'Bastard. Dogb. Come hither neighbour Sea-coale, God hath
Baft. My Lord and brother,God faue you. bled you with a good name : to be a wel-fauoured own,
Prin. Good den brother. is the gift ofForcune, but to write and reade, comes by
Baft. Ifyour leifiirc feru’d, I would fpeake with you. Nature.
prtnee. Inpriuate? Both which Mader Conftable
Ur'atch 2 .

Baft. If it pleafe you, yet Count Claudio may heare Dogb. You haue
I knew it would be your anfwere :
:

for what I would fpeake of,concerneshim. well, tor your fauour fir, why giueGod thankes,& make
c no boadof ic, and for your writing and reading, let that
Prin What’s the matter?
Baft a. Mearves your Lordfhiptobe married to mor- appeare when there is no need of fuch vanity you are
,

row ? thought heere to be the mod fenflefle and fit man for the
Prin. You know he does. Condable of the watch therefore beare you the lan-
:

Baft. Iknow not that when he knowes what I know. thorne this i3 your charge
: You dial! comprehend all
:

Clan. Ifthercbeany impediment, I prayyou difeo- vagrom men, you arc to bid any mandand in the Prin-
uer it. ces name.
Baft. You may thinke I leue you not, let that appearc Watch z. How ifa will not dand ?
hereafter, and ayme better at me by that I now s^)l tna- Dogb. Why then take no note of him, but let him go,
nifed, for my brother (I thinkc.he holds you well,and in and prclently call the red of the Watch together , and
deareneffe of heart) hath holpe to effeil your e'nfuing thanke God you are ridde of a knaue.
marriage : furely fute ill fpent, and labour ill beftowed. -Verges. If he will not dand when he is bidden, hee is
Prin. Why, what’s the matter? none ot the Princes fubiedls.
Ballard. I came hither to tell you, and circumdances Dogb. True, and they are to meddle with none but
fhortned, (for Ihe hath beenc too long stalking of) the the Princes lubiedls you fnall alfo make no noife in the
:

Lady is difloyall. dreetes : Watch to babble and talkc, is mod

for,for the
Clan. Who Hero ? * tollerablc, and not to be indured.
Baft. Euenlhee, Leonatocs Hero } yom Hero, euery Watch. W’e will rather fleepe than talke, wee know
mans Hero. what belongs to a Watch.
Clare. Difloyall ? Dog. Why you fpeake like an ancient and mod quiet
Baft. The wordtoo good to paint out her vvicked-
is watchman, for I cannot fee how deeping (hould offend :

nefle, I could fay fhc were worfe, thinke you of a worfe only haue a cave that your bills be not dolne well, you :

title, and I will fit her to it wonder not till further war-
: are to call at all the Alehoufes, and bid them that are
rant: goe but with meeto night, you fhal fee her cham- drunke get them to bed.
ber window entred, eucn the night before her wedding Watch. How if they will not?
day, if you loue her, then to morrow wed her : But it Dogb. Why then let them alone till thev are fober.if
would better fit your honour to change your minde. they make you not then the better anfwere, you may jay,
Claud. May this be fo? they are not the men you tooke them for.
Pane, I will not thinke it. U^atch, Well fir.

Bait. Ifyou dare not truft that you fee, confeflenot Dcgb. Ifyou meet a tliecfe,you may fufpcdl him,by
that you know if you will follow mee, I will (hew you
: vertue of your office, to be no true man : and for fuch
enough, and when you haue fccne more, & heard more, kinde of men , the lefie you meddle or make with them,
proceed accordingly. why the more is foryour honedy.
Clan. If I fee any thing to night, why I (hould not Watch. If wee know him tobeathiefe,fhellweenot
marry her to morrow in the congregation, where i (hold lay hands on him.
wedde, there will I (hame her. Dogb. Truly by your office you may .but J think they
Prin. And as I wooed for thee to obtainehcr , I will that touch pitch will be defil’d : the mod peaceable way
ioyne with thee to difgrace her. for you, if you doe take a theefe,is, to let him fhew him-
Baft. I will difparage her no farther, till you are my felfc what he is, and deale out of your company.
witneffesjbeare it coldly but till night, and lettheifluc Ver. You hauebin alwaies cal’d a merciful ma partner.
flrew it felfc. tog. Truely I would not hang a dog by my will, much
Prin. O day vntowardly turned ! more a man who hath anie honedie in him.
K a trget. V
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Verges. If you heare a child crie in the night you maft blouds.betweensfoureteene &fiue& tbirtie,fomctimes
r
icall to thenurfe, and bid her ftill it.
'.
fafhioning them like Tharaees fouldiours in the rcchie
Watch. How it the nurfe be afleepe and will not painting, fometime like god Bels priefts in the old
'heare vs? Church window.fometiaic like the fhauen Hercules in
Dog. Why then depart in peace, and let the childe the lmircht wornr eaten tapeftrie, where his cod-peece
wake her with crying, for the ewe that will- not heare feemes asmalfieashis club.
her Lambc when it baes,will neuer anfwereacalfcwhen Con. All this I fee,and fee that the fafhion weares out
die bleates. v
-
moreapparrell then the manjbut art not thou thy felfe
'Verge*. Tis verie true. giddie with the fafhion too that thou haft fhifted out of
Dog. This is the end of the charge :
you conftable thy tale into telling me ofthe fafhion j
are to prefent the Princes owne perfon, if you meete the Bor. Not fo neither, but know that I haue tonight
prince in thenight, you may ftaie him. wooed Margaret the Lady Herois gentle-woman,by the
Verges. Nay birladic thatl thinke a cannot. * name of Hero, (lie leanes me out at her miftris chamber-
Dog. Fine withanie man that
(hillings to one orft vvindowjbidsmc a thoufand times good night: I tell
knowes the Statues, he may ftaie him, marnenot with- this tale vildly. I fhould firft tell thee how the Prince
i out theprince be willing, forindeed the w tchoughtto Claudio and my Mafter planted,and placed, and poffeffed
offend no man,and it is an offence to {fay a man againft by my Mafter DonUhn , faw afar off in the Orchard this
his will. amiable incountcr.
I thinke it be fo.
ZJergcs. Birladie Con. And thought thy Margaret was Heroi
Dc%. Ha, ah ha, well-matters good nighc,and there be Bor. Two of them did,the Prince and Claudio, but the
aide matter of weight chances, call vpme, keepe your diuell my Mafter knew fhc was A-fargaret and partly by
fellowes counfailes, and your owne, and good night, his oathcs,whichfirftpoffeft them, paitlybythc darke

come neighbour. night which did deceiue them, but chicfely ,by my villa-
Watch. Well mafters, we heare our charge,let vs go pie, which did confirme any flander that Don John had
fit here vpon the Church bench till two, and then all to made, away vvenc Claudio enraged, fwore hee vvould
bed. meete her as he was af ointed next morning at the Tem-
Dog. One word more, honeft neighbors. I pray you ple,and there,before the whole congregation ftiamc her
watch about figniorLf*tf<inwdoore,for the wedding be- with what he favvo’re night, and fend her home againc
ing there to morrow, there is a great coyle to night, without a husbaud.
adiew,be vigitant befeechyou.I Exeunt. Watch, i .We charge you in the Princes name ftand.
Enter Bcrachio and Qonrade. vp the right mafter Conftable, vve haue
IVatch. i.Call
Bor. Whart Conrade} - here recoucrcd the moft dangerouspecce of lechery,that
Watch. Peace, ftir not. euer v^as knowneiu the Common-wealth.
Bor. Conrad; 1 fay. IVatch. i . And one Deformed is one of them, I know
Con. Here tnanj am at thy elbow. 5 bim,ajY veares a locke'.
Bor. Mas and my elbow itcht,l thought there w/>uld Conr. Maftcrs,mafters.
a fcabbe follow. Watch. z. Y oule be made bring deformed forth I war-
Con. I will owe thee an anfwere for that, and now rant you,
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forward with thy nl^. Conr. Matters, neuer fpeake,vve charge you, let vs o-
Bor. Stand thee clofe then vnder this penth<5ufe,for it bey you to goe with vs.

drifiels raine,3ndl willdikea true drunkard, veter all to Bor. Wc are like to proue a goodly commoditie,be-
thee. '
ing taken vp of thel'e mens bils.

F/atch. Some treafon mafters,yct ftand clofe. Conr. A commoditie in queftion I warrant you, come
Bor. Therefore know, I liaue earned of Don John a vveele obey you. - Exeunt.
thou land Ducates. Enter Hers, and Maygaret ,and Zdrfula.
i Con. Is it be fo deate?
polfible that anie villanic fliould Hero. Good Vrfula wake my cofin Beatricet and de-
Bor. Thou fhould’ft rather askc if it were poflible a- fire her to rile..

nie villanie fhould be fo ricb/for when rich villains haue ZJrfu, I will Lady.
j needc of poore ones, poore ones may make what price Bier. And bid her come hither.
they will. Vrf Weil.
Can. I wonder at it. Mar. T roth I thirke your other rebato were better.
That fbewes thou art vnconfirm’d,thou knoweft
Bor. Bero. No pray thee good A/cj,Ilevveare this.
that the fafhion of a doublet, or a hat, or a cloake, is no- Marg. By my crotn’s not iogood,andi warrant your
thing to a man. cofin will lay fo.
Con. Ycs,it is apparell. Bero. MycofiVsa foole, and thou art another, ilc
Bor. meane the fafhion.
I vvearenone but this.

Con. Yes the fafhion is the fafnion. Mar. T like the new tire within excellently, if the
Bor. T ufh,I may as well fay the foole’s the foole,but haire vvereach ught browner : and yonr gown’s a moft
feed thou not what a deformed tlieefe this fafhion is ? rare fafhion yfaith, I faw the Dutchefle of Mtllaines
Watch. Iknowtb3tdeformed,ahasbinavile theefe, gowne that they praife fo
this vii. yeates.a goes vp and downe like a gentle man Bero, O that cxceeoes they lay.
1 remember his name. Mar. By my troth’s but a night -gowne of
in refpefi

Bor . Did’ft thou not he3refomebodie? yours,cltffh a gold and cuts,ar.d lac 'c w.uhl luer.let with
Con. No.’avat the vaine dp the houfe. pearles,downe flecues,fide fleeues,ahd skirts, round vn-
.
Bor. Seed thou not I fay) what a deformed thiefe derborn with a blewifh tinfel,buc for a fine queinc grace-
this fafhion ;s,how giddily a tutnes about all the Hot- full and excellent fafhion,youis is worth teu cn’t.
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Bero. God
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ffcro. God gittomeedoy taiwearfritf.ior my hearc is ’Alar. Not a falfe gallop.

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exceedingheauy. oa.' - * ni " a...... Enter Frfula.

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OVarga. 'Twil-lrbe hebUicr-ioQOC , by the waig’nt of a Vrfula. Madam, withdraw,thePrince,theCount,ftg-

man.
nior Benedtcke ,
Don Iohn t and all the gallants of the
" towne come to fetch you to Church.
ate
Hero. Ficvpontheejartnotafham’d/t- .r
Marg. Of what Lady? of /peaking honourajbly ?. is Hero. Helpe to dreffe mec good coze, good CWeg,
not marriage honoiirablejn a beggar? is wtyo.ur Lord good Vrfula.
honourable without marriag.e>?T;thinke you would haue
Inter Leonato, and the Con able, and the Headborough.
me fay, fauing your reference a husband and bad thin- :
ft
king doe not wreft true fpcaking. He offend no body, is ..Leonato. What would you with mce, honeft neioh-
&
there any hartne in the heauier for a husband? none I
bour?
thinke, and it be the right husband, and the right vyife , Conft.Dog. Mary fir I would haue fome confidence
otherwife ’tis light and not he*uy?aske my Lady Beatrice with you, that deccrnes you nearely
elfc,herelhe comes,
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Enter Beatnie. 'IL .1 i' i
(fonftDog. Mary this it is fir.
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Headb. Yes in truth it is fir.
Here. Good morrow Coze, Leon. What is it my good friends?
Beat, Good morrow fweet Hero. Con.Do. Goodman Verges fir fpeakes a little of the
Hero. Why how now? do you fpeake in the lick tune? matter, an old manand his wits are not fo blunt, as
fir,

Beat. I am out of all ocher tune.me thinkes. God helpe I would defire they were, but infaith honeft
Alar. Claps into Light a loue (that goes without a as the skin betweene his browes.
,

burden,) do you fing it and lie dance it. Head. Yes I thank God, I am as honeft as any man li-
Beat. Ye Light aloue with your heeles, thenif .your ning, that is an old man, and no honefier chen 1.

husband haue (tables enough, you'll looke he lhall lacke ConDog. Companions are odorous,palabras,neigh-
no batnes. bour Verges.
7Har. O illegitimate conftruflion !l fcorne that with Lean. Neighbours, you are tedious.
myheelts. le-'-i'
‘ ConDog. It pleafes your worfhip to fay fo,but we are
Beat. ’Tis almoft hue a docke cofin, ’tis time you the poore Dukes officers, but truely for mine owne part,
wcreready,by my troth I am exceeding ill, hey ho. if I were as tedious as a King I could findc m my heart to

Mar. Forahauke,a horfe,or a husband? beftow it all ofyour worfhip.

Beat. For the letter that begins them al!,H, Leon. All thy'tedioufneiTc on me, ah ?
Alar. Well, and you benot turn’d Turke, there’s no Conft.Dog. 5ea, and ’twerq a thoufand times more
morelaylingby theftarre. than ’trs, for Jrhearfc as good exclamation on your Wor-
Beat. What meanes the foole trow? fhip as of any man in theCitie , and tl.ough I bee but a
Alar. Nothing I, but God fend cucry one rheir harts poore man, I amglad toheareif.
defire. Head. And loam 1.
Hero. Thefe gloues the Count fentmec they are an Leon. I would faine know what you haue to fay.
,
Head. Marry fir our watch to night , except.
excellent perfume. ng your
Beat. I am ltuft co/in, I cannot fmell. worfhips prefeno* , haue tane a couple of as arrant
Mar. A maid and ftuft! there’s goodly catching of knau.es as any in Lcftina.
coldc. Con. Dog A goodold manjfir hec will be talking as
,

Beat. O God helpe me.God help me, how longbaue they fay, when the age isis out.God helpe vs,
in the wit
you profeft apprehenfion ? it is a world to fee : wcllfaid yfaith neighbour Verges,

Mar. Euer (ince you left it, doth not my wit become wcil.God'sagood man and two men ride of a horfc,
,

me rarely? one muft ride behinde, an honeft fcule yfaith fir , by my

Eeat. It is not fccne enough, you fhould wearc it in troth he is, as euer broke bread, buc God is ro bee wor-
your cap, by my troth 1 3m (icke. ftiipt, all men arc not alike, alas good neighbour.
Trlar. Get you fome of this diddl'd cardusu beuedi'dus Leon. Indeed neighbour he comes too lhort of you.
and lay it to your hearc,it is the oncly thing for a qualm. Con. Do. Gifts that God giues,
Hero. There thou prickft her with a thiffell. Ijeon. 1 muft leaue you.
Beat. Benedidtu , why bcncdidus ? you haue fomc mo- Con. Dog. One word fir , our watch fir haue indeede
rall in this benedidtu. comprencnded two afpicious peifons, & we would haue
Alar. Morall?nobymy troth,l haue no morall mea- them this morning examined before your worfhip.
ning, meant plainc holy thifTcll , you may thinke per-
I Leon. Take their examination your lelfe, and bring it
chance that I thinke you are in loue, nay birlady I am not me, I am no w in great hafte,as may appeare vnto you.
fuchafoolcto thinke what I lift, nor I lift not to thinke Conft. It (hail be fuffigance. (Exit.
whatl can, nor indeed I cannot thinke, if 1 would thinke Leon. Drinkc fome wine ere you goe fare you well. :

my hart out of thinking, that you are in loue,or that you Meffenger. My Lord, they ftay for you to giue your
will be in loue, or that you can be in loue yet Benedicks : daughter to her husband.
was fuch another, and now is he become a man.hc fworc Leon. lie wait vpon them,I am ready.
hce would ncuer marry andyetnowindefpight of his , Dogb. Goe good partner, goe get you to Francis Sea •
heart he cates his meat without grudging, and how you coale j bid him bring hispen and inkchorne to the Gaole :

may be conuerted 1 know not, but me thinkesyou looke we are now to examine thofc men.
with your eies as other women doe. Verges. And we muft doe it wifely.
Beat, What pace i* this that tby tongue keepes. Dogb. Wee will fparc for no witte I warrant you :
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hcerc's that fhall driue fome of them to a non-come, on- Qm. Out on thee feeming,l^i)lj#rite againft-ir,
ly get the learned writer tofet downeour excommuni- YoufeemetomcasDwwffinherOrbe,.' '•
cation, and meet me at the Iaile. Sxcttnt. As chafte as is the buddeere itbe blmkntK
But you are more intemperate in your blood
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Than Venus , or thofe parapred animalls,
That rage in fauage fenfualitie.
<*A Bus Ouartus. Hero. Ismy Lord well, that he doth fpeake fo yvide?
Zh^SweetePrince, why fpeake not you?
Prin What fhould I fpeake ?
Enter Prince , Hazard, Leonato, Trier , Claudio , Benedick * I ftand difhonour’d that haue gone about
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Hero, and?! eatrice. L ,c*
To linkemy deare friend to a common ftale.
Leon. Are thefe things fpoken, or doe I but dfeame ?
Leonato. Come Frier Francis, be briefc,onely to the Baft. Sir, they are fpoken, and thefe things are true".
plaine forme of marriage, and you fhal recount their par- 'Bene.This lookes not like a nuptiall.
ticular duties afterwards. Hero. True, God ! O
Fran. You come hither, my Lord, to marry this Lady. Clau. Leonato ftand I here?
Clan. No. Is this the Prince? is this the Princes brother?
Leo. To be married to her : Frier, yOucome to mar- Is this face Heroes ? are our eies our owne ?
rie her. Leon. All this is fo,but what of this my Lord ?
Trier Lady, you come hitherto be married to this Clau. Let me but moue one queftion to your daugh-
Count. And by that fatherly and kindly power, (ter.
Hero. I doe. That you haue in her, bid her anfwer truly.
Trier. If either of you know any inward impediment Leo. I charge thee doe, as thou art my childe.
why you fhoula not be conioyncd,! charge you on your Hero. OGod defend me how am I befet
foulestovttcrit. What kinde of catechizing call you this ?
5 Claud. Know you anie, hero ? Clau. To make you anfwer truly to your name
Hero. None my Lord. Hero. Is it not Hero ? who can blot that name
Trier. Know you anie, Count ? With any iuft reproach ?
Leon. I dare make hisanfwer, None, Claud. Marry that can Hero,
Clau. O what me;r dare do 1 what men may do ! what Hero it felfe can blot out Heroes vertue.
men daily do What man was he,talkt with you yefternighr.
Bene. How now ! interieffions? why then, fome be Out at your window betwixt twelue ar.d one ?
oflaughing,asha, ha, he. 2
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Now if you are a maid,anfwcr to this.
Clau. Stand thee by Frier, father, by your leaue. Hero. I talkt with no man at that howre my Lord.
Will you with free and vneonftrained ioule Prince. Why then you are no maiden. Leonato,
Giue me this maid your daughter ? I am forry you muft hcare : vpon mine honor
Leon. As freely fonne as God did giue her me, My felfe, my brother, and this grietied Count
Cla. And what haue I to giue you back,whole worth Did fee her,heareher, at that howre laft night,
May counterpoife this rich and precious gift? Talk'c with a ruffian at her chamber window.
Nothing, vnleffe you rendeCJcragaine.
Trtn. Who hath indeed mod like a liberall villaine,
Sweet Prince.you learn iinr, rV»ble thankfulnes
(flau. 1 Confeft the vile encounters they haue had
There Leonato , take h jt backe ag‘an*i« A thoufaud times in fecret.
Giue not this rotten Orengc to yoi.'rfnend, John. Fie, fie, they are not to be named my Lord,
i Shee’s bur the figne and fernblance of her honour Not co be fpoken of.
i Behold how like a maid fheblufhesheere There is nor chaftitie enough in language,
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O what authoritie and fhew of truth Without offence to vtter them: thus pretty Lady
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Ca.i cunning fume couer it fclfc withall I am forry for thy much mifgouernment.
; Comes not that bloud, as modefl euidence Claud. O Hero what a hero hadft thou beene
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To witnefle Ample Vertue ?• would you not fweare Ifhalfethy outward graces had beene placed
I All you that fee her, that fhe were a maide, About thy thoughts and counfailes of thy heart ?

I By thefe exterior fhewes ? But fhe is none : But fare thee well,moft foule,moft faire, farewell
Sheknowes the heat of a luxurious bed Thou pure impiety, and impious puritie.
Her blufh is guiltinefle, not modeftie. For thee lie locke vp all the gates of Loue,
I Leonato. What doe you meane, my Lord ? And on my eie-lids fhall Conie&ure hang ,
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Clau. Not to be married, To turne all beauty into thoughts of harme.
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Not to knit my Ioule to an approued wanton. And neuer fhall it more be gracious.
Leon. Deere my Lord,ifyou inyourowneproofe, Leon. Hath no mans dagger here a point for me ?
Haue vanquifht the refiftance.of heryouch, Beat. Why how now cofin, wherfore fink you down?
And made defeat of her virginitie. (her, Baft. Come, let vs go:thcfe things come thus to light.
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Clau. I know what you would fay: ifl haue knowne Smother her fpirits vp.

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You will fay, flic did imbraceme as a husband, Bene, How doth the Lady ?
i And fo extenuate the forehand finne : No Leonato, Beat. Dead I thinke, helpe vnde.
Incuer tempted her with word too large. Hero, why
Hero , Vnde, Signor Bencdtcke, Frier.
But as a brother to his After, (hewed Leonato. O Fate take not away thy heauy hand,
!

Brfhfull finceritieand comely loue. Death is the faircft ccucr for her (hame
! Hero. And feera’d I euer otherwise to you ? That may be wifbt for.
Beat. How
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Bettr. How now cofin Hera? ' At houres vnroectc, or that I yefternight
Fri. Haue comfort Ladie. Maintain’d the change of words with any creature,
Lton, Doft thou lookc vp ? Refufe me, hate me, torture me to death.
frier. Yea, wherefore fhould (he not? Fri. There is fome ftrangemifprilion in the Princes.

Leo*. Wherfore? Why doth not euery earthly thing Ben. Two of them haue the verie bent ofhonor.
Cry fhamc vpon her ? Could (he heere denie And if their wifedomes be milled in this
The ftorie that is printed in her blood ? The pra&ifeof itliues in Iobn thebaftard,
Do notliue Hero , do not ope thine eyes Whofe fpirits toile in frame ofvillanies.
For did I thinke thou wouldft not quickly die. Leo. 1 know not if they fpeake but truth
: ofher,
Thought I thy fpirits were ftrongerthen thy fhames. Thefe hands fhall teare her : If they wrong her honour,
My felfe would on the reward ofreproaches Theproudeftofthem fhall wel beare ofit.
Strike at Grieu’d I, I had but one
thy life ? Time hath not yet fo dried this bloud of mine.
Chid I, for chat at frugal Natures frame ? Nor age fo eate vp my inuention.
0 one too much by thee : why had I one? Nor Fortune made fuch hauocke of my meanes.
Why eucr was’t thou louelie in my eies ? Nor my bad life reft me fo much offriends,
Why had not with charitable hand
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But they fhall finde, awak’d in fuch a kinde.
Tooke vp beggars
a iffue at my g3tes. Both ftrength of limbe,and policie ofminde.
Who fmecred thus, and mir’d with infamie, Ability in meanes, and choife of friends,

1 might haue faid, no part of ic is mine : To quit me of them throughly.

Frt. Paufe awhile
I his (hame deriues it felfe from vnknowne loines,
But mine, and mine I lou'd, and mine I prais’d, And let my counlell fway you in this cafe.
And mine that 1 was proud on mine fo much. Your daughter heere the Princefie (left for dead)
That I my felfe, was to my felfe not mine: Let her awhile be fecrctly kept in.

Valewing ofher, why fire, O fne is falne And publifh it, that fhe is dead indeed
Into a pit of Inke, that the wide lea Maintaine a mourning oftentation,*
Hath drops too few to wafh her cleane againe. And on your Families old monument.
And fair too little, which may lcafon giue Hang mournfull Epicaphes, and do all rites,

To her foule tainted flefh. J Thatappertaincvnto aburiall.

Ben. Sir, fir, be patient : for my part, lam fo attired Leon. What fhall become of this? What wil this do?
in wonder, 1 know not what to fay. fri. Marry this wel carried, Oiall on her behalfe.

Bea. O on my foule my cofin is belied. Change flander to remorfe, that is fome good,
Ben. Ladie, were you her bedfellow laft night? But not for that dreame I on this ftrange courfe.
Bea. No truly not although vntilllaft nighc,
: But on this trauaile looke for greater birth
Ihaue this twcluemonth bin her bedfellow. She dying, as ic muft be fo maintain’d,
Leon. Confirm’d, confirm’d,0 that is ftronger made Vpon the inftant that (he was accus’d,
Which was before barr’d vp with ribs ofiron. Shal be lamented, pittied,and excus’d
Would the Princes lie, and Claudio lie. Of euery hearer for it fofalseut,
:

Who lou’d her fo, that fpeaking ofher foulneffe, That what we haue, we prize not to the worth,
Wafh’d it with teares? Hence from her, lecher die. Whiles vveenioy it; but being lack’d and loft,
Fri.Hcare me a little, for I haue oncly bene filent fo Why then we tacke the value, then we finde
long, and giuen way vnto this courfe of fortune, by no- The vertue that poflefsion would not fhevv vs
ting of the Ladie, I haue markt. Whiles it was ours, fo will w ith Claudio ;
it fare
A thoufand blufhing apparitions, When he fhal hcare fhe dyed vpon his w ords,
To ftart into her face, a thoufand innocent fhames, Th’Idca ofher life fhal Iweetly creepc

In Angel yvhiteneffe beare aw3y thofc blufhes, Into his ftudy of imagination/
And in her eic there hath appear’d a fire Andeuery louelyOrganof her life.
To burne the errors that thefe Princes hold Shall come apparel’d in more precious habite
Againft her maiden truth. Call meafoole, More mouing delicate, and ful of lire
Truft not my reading, nor my obferuations. Into the eye andprofpedf of his foule
Which with experimental feale doth warrant Then when fhc liu’d indeed then fhal he mourne, :

The tenure ofmy bookc truft not my age, : If euer Loue had intcreft in his Liucr, * t

My reuerencc, calling, nor diuinitie, And wifh he had not fo aecufed her
Ifthis fweet Ladielyenot guiltlefle heere, No, though he thought his accufation true
Vnder fome biting error. Let this be fo, and doubt not but iuccefie
Leo. Friar ,ic cannot be: Wil faft- ion the euent in better fhape,
Thou feeft that all the G race that fhc hath left, Then I can lay it downe in likelihood.
Is, that fhe wil not adde to her damnation, But if all ayme but this be leuelld falfe.
A finneofpertury, fhe not denies it The fuppofition ofthe Ladies death.
Why feek’ft thou then to couer with excufe. Will quench the wonder ofher infamie.
That which appeares in proper nakedneffe ? And if it fort not well,you may conceale her.
Fri . Ladie, what man is he you are accus’d of? As beft befits her wounded reputation.
Hero. They know that do accufcme, I know none In fome reclufiue and religious life
If I know more of any man aliue Out of all eyes, tongnes,mindes and iniuries,
Then that which maiden modeftie doth warrant, Bene. S\%p\or Leonato ,\cx. the Frier aduife you,
Let all my finnes lacke mercy. O my Father, And though you know my inwardnefie and loue
Proue you that any man with me conucrft. Is very much vnto the Prince and flandta.
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will deale in this, Beat. Princes and Counties ! fdrclie a Princely tefti-
Vet, by mine honor, I
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monie, a goodly Count, Comfc£l,d fweet Gallant ftire-
As fecretly and luftlie, as your foule
lie, O that I were a man for his fake J or that I had any
Should with your bodic.
Leon. Being that 1 flow in greefc. friend would be a man for my fake/But manhood is mel-

The fmalleft twine may lead me. ted into curfies, valour into complement , and men arc
’T is well conferred, prefently away,
Frier. onelie turned into tongue, and trim ones too he is now :

as valiant as Hercules , that only tells a lie, and fweares it:

For to ftrange lores ftrangely they firainc the cure.
Come Lady, die to liue.this wedding day I cannot be a man with wifhing.therforc I will die a •Wo-

Perhaps is but prolong'd,hauc patience St endure.

Exit, man with grieuing.
Bene. Lady Beatrice, hauc you wept all this while i Bene T arry good Beatrice ,by this hand I loue thee. ;

Beat. Yea,andl will weepe a while longer. Beat. Vfe it for my loue fomc other way then fwea-

Bene. I will not defne that. ringby it.

Beat. You haue no reafon,I doe it freely. Bened. Thinke you in your foule the Count Clandio

Bene. Sureliedo belecue your fair cofin is wrong’d.

I hath wrong’d Hero ?
Beat. Ah, how much might the man deferue of mee Beat Y ea, as fure as I haue a thought,or a foule.
Bene. Enough, I am engagde, I will challenge him , I
that would right her
will kiffe your hand, and fo leaue you : by this hand Clau-
Bene. Is there any way to fhew fuch friendfhipc'
dio fhall render me a deere account as you heare .of me ,
Beat. A verie euen way, but no fuch friend.
:

Bene. May a man doe it i ,

fo thinke of me goe comfort your coofin,I rauft fay fhe
:

is dead, and fo farewell.

Beat. It is a mans office, but not yours.
as you,
'Bene. I doe loue nothing in the world fo well
not that ftrange i Enter the ConJlablcs y Borachto, and the Towne Clerk e
is

'Beat. As ftrange as the thing I know not,

were as it in gownes.

poffible for me tp fay, I loued nothing fo well as you.but

nor Keeper. our whole diffembly appeard
beleeue me not, and yet I lie not, I confefie nothing,
Is i

I deny nothing, I am lorry tor my coufin. Cowley. O a ftoole and a cufhion for the Sexton.
Bene. B%my fyyord Beatrice thou lou’ft me. Sexton. Which bethemalefa&ors?
Beat. Doenotfwcare by it and cat it. Andrew. Marry that am I, and my partner.
fweare by it that you loue mee, and I will Corvlcy. Nay that’s certaine, wee hauc the exhibition
Bene. I will
that fayes loue not you. to examine.
make him eat it I

vV ill you not eat your word i Sexton. Butwhich are the offenders that are to be ex-
Beat. (
Ipro- amined, them come before mafter Conftable.
Bene. With no fawee that can be dcu.fcd to
it, let

loue thee.
Kemp. Yea marry,let them come before mec,what is
teft I
Beat. Why
then God forgiuc rac. your name, friend ?
Bor. Berachio. *
Bene. What offence fweet Beatrice i
howrc,l was a- Kent. Pray write downe Berachio. Yours firra.
Beat. You haue ftayed me in a happy
proteft loued you. Con. Iam a Gentleman fir,3nd my name is Conrade.
bout to I

Bene. And doe it with all thy heart.

Kee. Write downe Mafter gentleman Conrade*: mai-
heart,that none doc you ferue God maillers, it is ptoued alreadic
'Beat 1 loue you with fo much of my
fters, :

that you are little better than falfeknaues,and it will

goe
is left to protefL
Come, bid me doc any thing for tnce. neere to be thought fo ffiortly.how anfwer you for your
Bened.
felues ?
Beat. Kill Claudia.
Con. Marry lir, we fay we are none.
Bene. Ha,not for the wide world.
You kill me to denie, f arewell. Kemp. A maruellous witty fellow I affine you , but I
'Beat.
will goe about with him come you hither firra. a :
word
Bene. Tatrie {wcetBeatrice.
no loue in your eare fir , I fay to you it thought you arc falfe
Beat. I am gone, though I am hccre, there is ,
is

pray you let me goe. knaues.

in you, nay I
Bor. Sirjiay toyou,we arenone.
Bene. Beatrice.
Kemp. Well, ftandafide, ’fore God they are both in
Beat. Infaith I will goe.
a tale haue you writ downe that they are
:
none ?
Bene. Wee’ll be friends firft.
Sext. Mafter Conftable, you goe not the way
c . to ex-
than right
Beat. You dare eafier be friends with mee, their ac-
amine, you niuft call forth the watch that arc
with mine enemy.
cufcrs.
Bene. Is Claudio thine enemie ? watch
a vi'laine, that Kemp. Yea marry, that’s the efteft way, let the
Beat. Is a not approued in the height Princes name,
hath flandered,fcorned,d (honoured my
kintwoman ? O
i
come forth matters, I charge:you in the

what beare her in hand vntill they accufe thefemen.

that I were a man ! ,
Princes
acculation Watch i. This man faid fir, that Don Iohn the
come to take hands, and then with publike
vneoueved {lander, vnmittigated rancour
?0 God that I brother was a villaine. _

market-place. Kemp. Write down, Prince Iohn a villaine: why this

were a man I would eat his heart in the
!

is flat periurie,to call a Princes brother villaine.

Bene. Heare me Beatrice.
a window, a proper Bora. Mafter Conftable.
Beat. Talke with a man out at thy looke
Kemp. Pray thee fellow peace, I do not like
faying.
I promife thee.
Bene. Nay but Beatrice.
Sexton. What heard you him fay elfe ?
Beat. Sweet Hero, (be is wrong’d, lhccis flandcrcd,
Watch Mary that he had recciued a thoufand Du-
a.
isvndone.
flic ;
kates o(T>en Iohn, for accufing the Lady Hero wrong-
Bene. Beat?
fully.
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Much Moc II*

JCe&p. Flat Burglatic as eaer was committed* Would giue preeeptiall medicine to rage.
Confy* Yea by ^’maffe that tt is. Fetter ftrong madneffe in a filken thred
.jexton. VVT^telie fellow l .... i. Charme ache with ay re, and agony with words.
Watch x . And that Count Claudio did meane vpon his No,no, ’tis all mens office, to lpeake patience
words, to difgrace Hero beforethe whole affembly, and T o thofc that wring vnder the load of forrovv
not marry her. But no mans vertue nor fulficiencie
Kemp. O
villainelthou wilt be condemn’d into etacr- Tobefo morall, when he fhall endure
lafting redemption for this. The like himfelfe therefore giue me no counfaile,
:

Sexton. VJ/hqtclfej' .. ;/ My griefs cry lowder thenaduertifemenr.

Watch. This is all. . ....
Broth. Therein do men from children nothing differ.*
'Sexton. And ttus-is more mailers then you can deny , Leonato. pray thee peace,! will be flefh and bloud
I

Prince Iohn is this morning fecredy ftolneaway Hero : For there was neuer yet Philofopher
was in this manner accus’d , in'this very manner icfus d, That could endure the tooth-akepatiently,
and vpon the of this fbdainely died Mailer Con-
griefe ; How euer they haue writ the llile of gods.
flable, let theie men be bound, and brought to Leonato And made a pulh at chance and fufferance.
I will goe before, and Ihew him their examination. Brother. Yec bend not all the harme vpon your felfe
Conjl. Come,let them beopinion’d. Make thofe that doe offend you, fuffer too.
Sex. Let them be in the hands of fox-combe. Leon. There thou lpeak'll reafon,nay I will doe
fo
Kem. Gods my life, where’s the SextonPlet him write My fonle doth tell me, Hero is belied ,
downe the Princes Officer Coxcombe come,binde them : And that fhall foaudio knowffo fhall the Prince,
thou naughty v arlet. And all of them that thus difhonour her.
Conley. Away, you are an affe, you are an affe.
Kemp, Doll thou not fufpedl my place? dofl thou not Enter Prince and.Claudio.
.
fufpeit my yeeres ? O that hee were heere to write mec Brot. Here comes the Prince and Claudio haftily.
downe an alfc but mailers, remember
! that i am an afle : Vrin. Good den, good den.
though be not written down, yet forgec not f I am an
it Clan. Good day to both of you.
affe:Nothou villaine,y art full of piety as fhall beproud Leon. Heare you my Lords ?
vpon thee by good witnelfe, I am a wife iellow , and Brin. Wchauefomc halle Leonato.
which more, an officer, and which is more, a houlhoiil*
is Leo. Some haRe my Lordlwel/areyouwel mv Lord
der,and which is more, as pretty apeeceoffleflias any in Are you fo holly now ? well,all is one.

Melfina, and one that knowes the Law.goeto, & a rich Erin. Nay,do not quan ell with vs, good old man.
fellow enough, goe to, and a fellow that hath had Ioffes Brot. Ifhe could rite himfelfe with quarrelling.
aod one that hath twogownes, and euery thing hand- Some of vs would lie low,
fome about him: bring him awayiO that I had been writ Claud. Who wrongs him ?
downe an affe ! Exit. Leon. M arry
'j doll wrong me,thou
diffembler,tho\i:
Nay, neuer lay thy hand vpon thy fword,
I feare thee not.
Claud. Marry befhrew my hand,
<tA Bus Quintus . Ifit ffiould giue your age Inch caule of feare.
Infaith my hand meant nothing co my fword.
Leonato. Tulh,tu(h,m3n, neuer fleere and iefl 3t me,
Enter Leonato and his brother. I fpeake not like a dotard, nor a foolc
Brother. Ifyou goe on thus, you will kill yout felfc. As vnder priuiledge of age to bragge ,
And noc wifedomc thus to fecond griefe,
’cis What I haue done being yong,or what would doe,
Againftyourfelfe. Were I not old, knew Claudio to thy head
Leon I pray thee ceafe thy counfaile. Thou hafl lo wrong’d my innocent childe and me.
Which falls into mine eares as profitleffe, That I am forc’d to lay my rcuerence by.

As water in a fiue giue not me counfaile.

:
And with grey haires and bruife of many dales,
Nor let no comfort delight mine care. Doe challenge thee to trial! of a man,
But fuch a one whole wrongs doth fute with mine. I fay thou hall belied mine innocent childe.
Bring me a father that fo lou’d his childe, Thy Hander hath gone through and through her heart.
Whofe ioy of her is ouer-whelmed like mine, And fhe lies buried with her ancellors
And bid him fpeake of patience, O in a tombe where neuer fcandall flept,
Mcafure his woe the length and bredth of mine, Saue this of hers, fram’d by thy villanie.
And let it anfwcre euery llrainc for llraine , Claud. My villany ?

As thus for thus, and fuch a griefe for fuch , Leonato. T nine Claudio., thine I fay.
In euery linearnentjbranch.lhape.and forme Prtn. You fay not right old man.
If fuch a one will fmilc and llroke his beard. Leon My Lord, my Lord,
And forrow,W3gge, crie hem,whcn helhould grone. He proue it on his body ifhe dare
Patch griefe with prouetbs, make misfortune drunke. Delpight his nice fence, and his 3<5liue pratSlife,
With candle-wallers bring him yet to me , : His Maic of youth, and bloome of luftihood.
And I of him will gather patience Claud. Away, I will not haue to do with you.
But there is no fuch mantfor brother, men Leo. Canft thou fo daffe mePthou hall lqld my child.
Can counfaile, and fpeake comfort to that griefe, If thou kilft me,boy,thou {halt kill a Sian,
Which they themfelues nor fecle, but tailing it. 'Bro. He {hall kill two of vs, and men indeed,
Their counfaile turnes to paffion, which before. B"t that’s no matter, let him kill one firil
Win
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11 <£\£ucb adoe about Nothing.

Win me and weare me,Iet him anlwere me, Ben. You arc a villaine,! ieftnet,I will make it good
Come follow me boy, come fir boy,come follow me how you dare, with what youdare.and when you dare:
Sir boy, ilc whip you from your foyning fence, do me right,or I will proteft your cowardife you haue
:

Nav»as I am a gentleman, 1 will. kill’d a fweete Ladie,and her death {hall fall heauie on
Leon. Brother. you, let me heare from y on
,
Brot .Content your felf,God knows I lou’d my neece, Clau. Wcll,I will meete you, fo I may haue good
And ftte is dead,{Iander’d to death by villaines. cheare.
That dare as well anfwer a man indecde. Brin. What,afcaft,afeaft ?
As I d are take a ferpent by the tongue, Clau. I faith I thanke him,he hath bid me to a calues
Boyessapes.br aggarcs,Iackcs,milkc-fops-. head and a Capon, the which if I doe not carue moft cd-
Leon. Brother Anthony. rioufly, fay my knife’s naught, Ihall I not finde a wood-
Bret. Hold you content, what man'I know them,yea cocketoo? f f

And what they weigh, eucn to the vtmoft fcruple, Ben. Sir,your wit ambles well,it goes eafily.
Scambling, out-facing, falhion-monging boyes. Brin. He tell thee how Beatrice prais’d thy wit the o-
That lye, and cog,and flout, depraue, and dander, thef day: I Laid thou hadft a fine witjttue faies {he,a fine

Goe antiquely, andflaow outward hidioufneffc. littleone no faid I, a great wit : right faies (hcc, a great
:

And fpeake of halfe a dozen dang’rous words. groffc one : nay faid I, a good wit : iuft faid (he it hurt*
5

How they might hurt their enemies,if they durft. no body nay faid I, the gentleman is wife certain faid
:
:

And this is all. (he, a wife gentleman : nay faid I, he hath the tongues
Leon. But brother Anthonie. that I beleeuefaid {hee, for hee {wore a thing
tome on
Ant. Comc,’tis no matter, munday night,which he forfwore on tuefday morning
Do not you meddle, let me dcale in this. there’s a double tongue there’s two tongues thus did
, :

/Vr.Gentlcmen both, we will not wake your patience {hee an howre together tranf-fhape thy particular ver-
My heart is forry foryour daughters death : tues, yet at laft {he concluded with a figh, thou waft the

But on my honour (he was charg’d with nothing propreftman in Italie.

Bur what was true, and very full of proofe. Claud. For the which fire wept heartily, and faid {hee
Leon. My Lord,my Lord. car’d not.
Brin. I will riot heare you. Brtn. \ ea that flic did,but yet for all that,and if fhee
Enter Bcnedteke. did not hate him deadlie, fhee would loue him dearely
Leo. No come brother, away, I will be heard. the old mans daughter told vs all.
Exeunt amho. Clau. All, all, and inereouer, God faw him when he
Bro. And fome of vs will fmarc for it.
(hall, or was hid in the garden'.
Brin. Sec, fee, here comes the m3n we wenttol'eeke. Brin. But when fhall we fet the fauage Bulls homes
Clau. Now fignior, what newes ? on the lenfiblc Benedicts head ?
Ben. Good day my Lord. Clau. Yea and text vnder-neath, heere dwells Bene-
Brin. Welcome fignior, you are almoft come to part dict the married man.
almoftafray. Ben. Fare you well, Boy, you know my minde,I will
CUu. Wee had likt to hauehad our two nofesfnapt leaue you now to your goffep-like humor, you breakc
off with two old men withouc teeth. iefts as braggards do their blades, which God be thank-*

Brtn. Leonate and his brother, what think'ft thou?had ed hurt not my Lord,for your manie courtefies I thank
:

wee fought, I doubt w e fhould haue beenc too yong for you, I muft aifeontinue your companie, your brother
them. the Baftard is fled from CMeJfma you haue among you,
Ben. In a falfe quarrell there is no true valour, I came kill’d a fweet and innocent Ladie for my Lord Lacke- :

to feekeyou both. beard there,he and I {hall meete, and till then peace be
Clau, W c hauc beene vp and downe to feeke thee, for with him,
we are high proofe melancholly,and would faine haue it Brtn. He is in earned.
beaten away , wilt tbou vfe thy wit? Clau. moft profound earned, and He warrantyou,
In
Ben. It is in my fcabbcrd,fhall I draw it ? for the loue of Beatrice.
Brin. Docfl thou weare thy wit by thy fide ? Pnn. And hath challeng’d thee.
Clau Neuer any did fo,though verie many haue been Clau. Moft finccrely.
befide their wit, I will bid thee drawc,as we do the min- Brin. What a prettie thing man is, when he goes in his
ftrels,draw to plcafure vs. doublet and hofe,and leaues off his wit.
Brin. As I am an honeft man he lookes pale, art thou
ficke,or angrie? Enter Confiahle^Conrade^and Berachio. ]
Clau. What, courage man : what though care Idl'd a
cat,thou haft mettle enough in thee to kill care. CUu. He is then a Giant to an Ape, but then is an Ape
Ben. Sir, I (hall meete your wit in 'the careere,iand a Dodfor to fuch aman,
you charge it againft me, I pray you chufe another fub- Brin. But foft you,let me be,plucke vp my heart, and

iedb be fad.did he not fay my brother was fled ?

Clan. Nay then giue him another ftaffe, this laft wa* Ctnfi. Come you fir,if iuftice cannot tame you, fhee
broke erode. {hall ncrc weigh more reafons in hcrballance, nay, and

frtn. By this light, he changes more and more, I thinke you be a curfing hypocrite once,you muft be lookt to.
hebe angrie indeede. Brin. How now,two of my brothers men bound? Bo-
CUu. Ifhe be,he knowes how to turne his girdle. raebio one.
Ben. Shall I fpeake a word in your care ? Clan, Harken after their offence my Lord,
Clau. God blcfie me from a challenge, 1 Brin. Officer s,what offence hauc thefe men done *
Con. Marrie
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eSMuch adue about dhjothtngi II9

Conjl. tyUtrie,fir, they ^uccQmmffcedfalfe report, I vvould bjen^vn^et at^e hpauie vvaight. i

moreoucr they hauefpoken vneruths, f^condarily they That hecle cnioyne me tol
are (lander?, lix.c andlaftly, tbcy.bauebelyecfaLadie, Leon. I cannot bid you bid my daughter fiiie.
thirdly,th^y .haqpyerified,yniui^thiiigs,aiid to conclude That were irjip.offible, but Ipraie you both,
they arc lying knaues. Poffeffe the people in Aiejfwa here.
Prin. Firft.Is?kethee what they haup,49fl e > thirdlie How innocent fhe died, and if your loue
and laftiie why they
I askc thee what’s their offence, fix t Can labour aught in fad inuemion,
arecommfftedjandto conclude, what yop.lay to their Hang her an epitaph vpon her toomb.
charge. And fing it to her bones, fing it to night
Clan. Righclie reafoned,andinhls Qwqe.diuiiion,aud To morrow morning come you to my houie,.
hy my troth there’s one meaning well fused. And fince you could not be my fonne in iavv,
Prw. Who haue you offended mafters, that you are Be yet my Nephew my brother hath a daughter,:

thus bound to your anfwcrPthis learned C.Qiiftahle is top Almoft the copie of my childe that’s dead.
cunning to be vnderftood, what’s your offence ? And fhe alone is heire to both of vs,
Bor. Swcete Prince, let me go no farther to mine an- Giue her the right you fhould haue giu’n her cofin,
fwerc do youhe3reme,and let this Count killmce: I
: And fo dies my reuenge.
hauedeceiued eueo your veric cies what your wife- : C!.v.i. O noble fir

domes could not difeouer, thefe fhallow fooles haue Your ouerkindneffe doth w’ring teares from me,
brought to light, who in the night ouerheard me con- I doembrace your offcr and dtlpofe s

fcffing to this man, how Don Iohn your brother incenfed For henceforth of poore Claudio.
me to flanderthc Lzd\z Hero, how you were brought Leon. To morrow then will exped your.commjng, 1

into the Orchard, and favv me court Margaret in Heroes Tonight take my Ieaue,this naughtieman
1

garments, how you difgrac’d her when you ftiould Shall face to face be brought to Margaret ,
marrie her { myvillani? they haue vpon record,vvhich Who 1 belceue was packt in all this wrong, *

1 had rather feaie with my death, thenrepeate ouer to Hired to by your brother.
it

my fhame : the Ladie is dead vpon mine and mv matters Bor. No by my fouie fhe was nor,
falfc accufation : and briefehe, I defirc nothing but the Nor knew not what fhe. did, when fhefpokc tome,
rewardofavillainc. Butalwaies hath bin iuil and vertuous.
Brin. Runs not this lpeech like yron through your In anie thing that 1 do know by her.
bloud ? Conjl. Moreoucr fir, which indeedc is not vnder white
Clan. haue drunke poifon whiles he vtter'd it.
1 and black, thisplaintiffe here, the offendour did call mce^
Prin. But did my Brother fet thee on to this > affe, I beleech you let it be remembredin hi^pupifli-
Bor . Yea, and paid me richly for the practife of it. ment,and alfo the watch heard them talke ofone Refor-
He is compos’d and fram’d of treacherie.
Prin. med, they fay he weares a keyin his eare and a lock hang-
And fled he is vpon this villanic. ing by it, and borrowes monie in Gods name, the Which
Clan. Sweet Hero, now thy image doth appeare Be hath vs’d fo long, and neuer paied.thatpovv men grow
In the rare femblance that 1 lou’d it firft. hard-harted and will lend nothing tor Gods fake t praic
Conjl. Come, bring away the plaintiffes,by this time you examine him vpon that point.
our Sexton hath reformed Stgnior Leonato of the matter : Leon. I thanke thee for thy care and honeft paincs.
and matters, do not forget to fpecifie when time & place Conjl, Your vvorfliip (peakes like a mo.ft thanktfull
fhall fcrue,that I am an Affc. and reuerend yopch,and I praife God for you.
Con. 2 . Here, here conics matter Stgnior Leonato, and Leon. There’s for thy paines.
the Sexton too. Conjl. God faue the foundation.
Leon. Goe, I difeharge thee of thy prifoner, and I
Enter Leonato. thanke thee.
Conjl.I leaue an arrant knaue with your vvarfhip,

Leon , Which is the villaine ? let me fee his cies. which befeech your worfhip to forre£f ,your fetfe, for
1

That when I note another man like him, the example of others: God keepe your vvorfliip, I
I may auoide him which of thefe is he ?
: wifh your wotfhip well, God reftore you ip.heaffhd
Bor.Ifyou would know your wronger,looke on me. I humblie giue you leaue to depart, and if a mej>
Leon. Art thou thou the flaue that with thy breath rie meeting may be wifht, God probiblte it ; come
haft kild mine innocent childe ? neighbour.
Bor. Y ea,euen I alone. Leon. Vntill to morrow morning, Lofdsffarewell.
Leo. No,notfovillaine,thoubelieff thyfclfc. Exeunt.
r;

Here ftand a paire of honourable men, Brot. Farewell my Lords, vvelooke for you xp, mor-
A third
'

is had a hand in it
fled that row. '

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I tbankeyouPrinces for my daughters death. Prw. We will not fade. 1

Record it with your high and worthie deedcs, Clan . To night ile mo,urn<?,with Hero.
’T was hraudy donejjfyou bcffiinke you of it. Leon. Bring you thefe fdloweso^, ijvnel talk? vvith
CUu. I know not.ho w to pray your patience. Margaret ,hovt her acquaintance grew tv.|th this lewd
Yet I muff fpcake,chopfe your reuenge ypur (elfe, fcllpyv., : 3. ,
fxe?tnt.
Impofc me to what penance your inuflWipn.
Can lay ypop my figne^ fuyi’dJnat, . Enter Benedict and Margaret.
Butinroiflaking* >3,in fmr H ew jo! ’Ben. Prjie tfcce fweete Miftris Margaret , deferue
Prw. By my foule nor I, briA -weffatmy hands, byhclpingmceto the Jpecch of Sea-
And ytt tolatisfietbiw good old man. trice. Hal \rrt .

Mar. Will,
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120 (&/£uch ddoe about 3^otbing,
Mar. Willyou then write me a Sonnet in praife of Bene. An old, anold inftance Beatrice, that liu’d in
my beautic ? the time of good neighbours, ifamandoenot eredin
Bene, in fo high a ftile Margaret, that no man lining this age his ownt tombe ere he dies, hee fhall linen©
{hall come oner it, for in moft comely truth thou defer- longer in monuments, then the Bels ring,$ahc Widdow
ueft it. weepes.
Mar. Tohane no man comecuerme,why,fhall Ial- And how long is that thinke you ?
Beat.
waies keepe below {hires ? Queftion,why an hower in clamour and a quar-
Ben.
Bene. Thy wit is as quicke as the grey-hounds mouth, ter in rhewme,therfore is it moft expedient for the wife;
it catches.* if Don worme (his confcience) finde no impedimentto
A/4r.And'yours,as blunt as the Fencers foiles, which the contrarie, to be the trumpet of his owne vertucs, as
hit, but hurt not. I am to my felfe fo much for praifing my felfe,who I my
Bene. A moft manly wit Margaret, it will not hurt a felfe will bcarc witnefie is praife vvorthie, and now tell
woman : and fo I pray thee call Beatrice, giue thee the me, how doth your eofin ?
bucklers. Beat. Verie ill.

Mar. Giue vs the fwords, wee haue bucklers of our Bene. And how doe you?
owne. Beat. Verie ill too.
'Bene. If you vfe them "Margaret t you muft put in the
pikes with a vice, and they are dangerous weapons for Enter Vrfula.
Maides.
Mar. Well, I will call Beatrice to you, who I thinke Bene. Serue God, loue me, and tnend,there will I leaue
hath legges. Exit Margame. you too,for here comes one in hafte.
Ben. And therefore will come.The God of loue that Erf. Madam, you muft come to your Vnde, yon-
fits aboue,and knowes me, and knowes me, how pitti- ders old coile at home, ic is proouedmy Ladie He-
fulFI deferue. Imcane in tinging, but in louing, Lean- ro hath bin fallelie accufde, the Prince and Q
audio
der the good fwimmer, Troiious the firfl imploier of mightilie abufde,and Don John is the author of all,who
pandars, and a whole booke full of thefe quondam car- is 0ed and gone will you come prefentiie ?
:

pet-mongers, vvhofe name yet riinne fsnoothly in the e- Willyou go heare this newes Signior?
Beat.
ucn rode of a blanks verfe, w hy they were netier fo truc- Bene. 1 will hue mthy heart,die in thy lap, and be bu-
ly turned ouer and oucr as my poore lclfe iu loue mar- : ried in thy eics and moreouer, I will goe with thee to
:

rie I cannot fhew it rime, l haue tried,! can findeout no thy Vndes. Exeunt.
rime to Ladiebutbabie, an innocent time: for fcorne,
home, a hard time forfchoole foole, a babling time:
: Enter Claudio, Prince } and three orfoure with Tapert.
verie ominous endings , no, 1 was not borne vnder a ri-
ming Plannet, for I cannot wooe infeftiualltcarmes: Clan. Is this the monument of Leonatof
Enter Beatrice. Lord. It is my Lord. Epitaph.
fweete Beatrice would’ft thou come when I cal’d Done to death by fanderons tongues
thee? Wad the Hero that here lies :
Beat. Yea Signior,and depart when you bid me. Death in guerdon ofher wrongs
Bene. O (fay but till then. Ciues herfame which neuer dies :
Then, is fpoken fare you well now,and yet ere
Beat. : So the life that dyed with [hanje.
I goe,let me goe with that I came, which is, with know- Lines in death with glorious fame.
ing what hath pail betweene you and Claniio. Hang thou there vpon the tombt,
Bene. Oncly foule'words, and thereupon I will kifTc Vratfing her when I am dombe.
thef. flan. Now mufick found & fing your folemn hymne
Beat, Foule words is but foulc wind, and foule wind
isbut foufebreathiand foule breath is noiiome, there- Song.
fore! will depart vnkifl. Pardon goddefe ofthe night
Bene. Thoo haft frighted the word out of his right Thofe that few thy Virgin knight.
fence fo Forcible is thy wit, but I muft tell thceplainely, For the which with fongs ofwoe,
Claudio vndergoes my challenge, and either I muft fhort- Bound about her tombe they goe
ly heare from him, or I will fubferibehim a coward, and Midnight ajftft our monefelpe ztf to ftgh andgrout.
I pray thee now tell me, for which of my bad parts didft Hcatttly, heauily.
thoujirftfall in loue with me ? Graaesyawne andyeeldeyour dead.
Beat. For them all together, which maintain’d fo Till death be vttered
politique a date ofeuill, that they will not admit any Heauenlyfoeauenly.
good part to intermingle with them but for which 6f : (this right.
my good parts did you firft fufrer louefor me ? Lo. Now vnto thy bones good night,yeerely will I do
'
Bene. Suffer loue! a good epithite.I do l’uffer loue in- Trin. Good morrow mailers, put yotir Torches out,
dccde.for I lonetKte ag^inft my will. The wolues haue preied, and looke,the gentle day
Beat. In fpight ofyour heart I think,alas poore heart, Before the wheeles ofphcebus,tound about
if you fpight it for my fakc,I will fpight it for yours, for Dapples thedrowfie Eaft with fpots of grey
I will neuer loue that which my friend hates. Thanks to you all, and leaue vs, fare you well.
Bentd. Thou and '
I are?td'o wife to wo r
wooe '
peacea- (flan. Good morrow mafterfctach his feuerall way.
' '
? : .hi? Trin. Come let vs hence, and put on other weedes,
blie.
"*Bea. It appeares not inthis confeflion, there's not one And then to Leonatots we will goe. n v3
wifemapiunongtwentie that will praife hirofelfe. Clan. And Hymen now with luckier iflue fpeeds.
Then
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tSfvfuch adoe aboat Nothing, \Zl

Then this for whom we rendred vp this woe. Exeunt. Hero. Nothing certainer.
Enter LconatofBcnc. Marg.V'fula,»ld man, Frier, Hero, One Hero died, butldoeliuc.
Trier. DidI nottell you fhe was innocent ? And furdyas Iliue, I am a maid.
Leo. So are the Prince and Claudio whdiccus’d her, >y Trin. The former Beta, Hero thztis dead-
that you heard debated . Z-fow. Shcedied my Lord, but whiles her flaudcrliu
Vpon the errour d.

But Margaret vnsm fomtffault for this, Trier. All'this amazement can I qualific,

Although againft her will as it appeares. When after that the holy rites are ended,
In the true courie of all the question. 'f
« •lie teltjyou largely of font Heroes death: *
Old. Well ,1am glad aftthi^ftortfo^di.,
that .
-
Mcane time let wonder fecibe familiar
^
Bene. And fo am 1, being enebyTaffnTnforc’d ••
And tcTthe Chappell let Vs orcfently,
Ben. Soft and faire Fri^r, which is Beatrice ?
To call young Claudio to a reckoning for it.
Leo. Well daughteuand you gentlewomen all, Beat I anfwer to that name, whatisyourw.il?
Withdraw into a chamber by your felues, Bene. Doe not you Icue me ?
And when I fend for you, come hither mask’d': Beat. Why no, no more then reafon.
The prince and Claudio proriiishd by this howte . Bene. Why then your Vncle,and the P;incc,.£c_C£/tf-
To vifit me, you know your office Brother, dio, haue beene deceiued, they fwore you did.
You muft be father to yoiir brothersdaughter Beat. Doe not you loue mec ?
And giuc her to young (Claudio . Exeunt Ladies. Bene. Troth no, no more then reafon. 1

Old. Which I will doenvith confirm’d countenance. Beat. Why then my Cofin Margaret an d Vrfttla '•

Bene. Frier, I mull intreat your paines, I thinke. Are much deceiu’d/or they did fweare you did.
Frier. To doe what Signior ? Bene. They fwore you were almoft.ficke for me.
Bene. To binde me,or vndoe me, one of them': 2teat. They fwore you were wel-nye dead for me.
Signior Leonato, truth it is good Signior, Bene. ’Tis no matter, then you doe not loue me?

Your necce regards me with an eye of fauour. ° Beat. No truly.but in friendly recompense.
Leo. That eye my daughter lent her, ’tis moft true. Leon. Come Cofin, I an; lure you loue the gentlcma..
Bene. And I doe with an eye of loue requite her. ^7.jw. And lie befwornc vpcnT, that he loucs her.

Leo. The light whereof I thinke you had from me. For heres a paper written in his hand,
From Claudio, and the Prince, but whar’s your will ? A halting fonnet of his ownepure brains
Bened, Youranfwer fir is Ervigmaticall, Fafiiioncd to Beatrice. f

But for my will, my will is, your good will Hero. And heeres another,
May (fond with ours, this day to be conioyn’d. W rit in my cofins hand, ftolne from her pocket,

In the Hate of honourable marriage, Containing her affetftion vnto Eenedicke.

In which(good Frier)l fhall defire yourhelpe. Bene. A miracle, here's our owne hands againft our
Leon. My heart is with your liking. hearts: come I will haue thee, but by this lithe I take
Frier. Andmyheipe. theeforpittic.
Enter Prince and C laudio, with attendants. Beat. I would not denie you, but by this good day,I
Pnn. Goon morrow to this fair; aflcmbly. yecld vpon great perfwafion, & partly tofaue your life,
Leo. Good morrow Prince, good morrow Claudio : for I was told, you were inaconiuffiption.
Weheere attend vou,areyoti yet determin’d ,
Leon. Peace I will flop your mouth.

To day to marry with my brothers daughter ? Trin. Flow doft thou Benedicks the married man ?
Claud, lie hold my minde were Hie an Ethiope. Bene, lie tell thee what Prince aColledgcofwiue-
:

Leo. Call her forth brother,hercs the Frier ready. crackers cannot flout mee out of my humour, doft thou
Prin. Good morrow Benedike,vj\.y what’s the matter? think I care tor a Satyre or an Epigram ? no, if a man will
That you haue fucha Februarieface, be beaten with braines.a fhall weare nothing handfomc
So full of froft,offtorme,andclowdincfie. about him in briefe, fines I do purpofe to marry, I will
:

(laud. I thinke he thinkes vponthe fauagebull : thinke nothing to any purpofe that the world can lav a-
Tufh, fearc not man, wee’ll tip r.hy homes with gold, gainft it, and therefore ncuer flout at me, for I haue laid
And all Europa fhall reioyce at thee againft it for man is a giddy thing, and this is my con-
:

As once Europa d'id at luffy loue, clufiomfor thy part Claudio. 1 did thinke to haue beaten
When he would play the noble beafl in loue. thee, but in that thou art iike to be my kinfman, line vn-
Ben. Bull loue fir, had an amiable low'. bruis’d, and loue my confin.
And fomc fuch ft range bull leapt your fathers Cow Cla. I had well hop’d
y would ft haue denied Beatrice,)'
A got a Calfe in that fame noble feat, I might haue cudgel’d thee out of thy finglc iifc,:o make
Much like to you/or you haue iuft his bleat. thee a double dealer, which out of queftio thou wilt be,
Enter hr other t Hcro, Beatrice , Margaret Frfula. , if my Coufin do not lookc exceeding narrowly to thee.

Cla. For this I owe you:hcre comes other reckniilgs. Bene. Comc^ome, weare friends, let’s haue a dance
j

Which is the Lady I muft feize vpon ? ere we are married.that we may lighten our own hearts,
j
Leo. This fame is doe giueyou her.
fhe, and I and our wiues heeles.
Cla, Why then (lie’s let me fee your face.
mine,fwcct Leon. Wee'll haue dancing afterward.
Leon. No that you fhal not, till you take her hand. Bene. Firft,of my word.therfore play mufick .prince,
Before thisFrier,and fweare to marry her. thou art fad, get thee a wife, gee theca wife, there is no
Clau. Giue me your hand before this holy Frier, ftaft* more ieuerend then one tipt witli horn. Enter. Mef.

I am your husband if you like ef me. Mejfen. My Lord,your brother Iohn is tane in flight.
Hero. And when I liu’d I was your other wife. And brought with armed men backc to cJHeffina,
And when you lou’d, you were nay other husband. Bette . Thinke not on him till to morrow , ile deuife
Clau. Another Hero ? thee braue punifhments for him: ftrikc vp Pipers.D<twc.
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primus.

Which 1 hope welLi* not enrolled there.

Enter Ferdinand King ofJTatearre, Berovtne, Longanill, and O, thefe are barren taskes,too hard to kcepe,
Dumanc. Not to fee Ladies, ftudy, faft, net fleepe.
Ferd. Youroath is paft,topaffc away from thefe.
Ferdinand. Let me fay no my Licdge,and if you pleafe,
Id trout.
|Et Fame, that all hunt after in their hues I onely fworc to ftudy with your grace,

Liue t e gill red vpon our brazenTombcs, And ftay hcere in your Court for three yeeres fpace.
And then grace vs in the difgrace of death? Longa. You fwore to that Berovtne, an6 to the ref.
when fpight of cormorant deuouringT ime, Bcrovr. By yea and nay fir, than 1 fworc in left.

Th’endeuour of this prelent breath may buy : What is the end of ftudy, let me know ?
That honour which (hall bate his fythes keenc edge Fer. Why that to know which elfc wee fhoul.d not

And make vs heyres of all etermtie. know.

Therefore brauc Conquerours, for fo you are. Ber. Things hid & bard(ycu meat:e)fr5 edmon feme.
That warreagainft your owne affe&icxns Ferd. I .that is ftudies god-like recompence.
And the huge Atmieof the worlds delires. Hero. Come on then, 1 will fweare to ftudie fo.
Our late ed;<ft fhall ftrongly ftand i^ force, To know the thing lam forbid to know:
Kauar fhall be the wonder of the world. As thus, to ftudy where I well may dine
Our Court fhall be a little Achademe , n When I to faft expreflely ana forbid.
Still and contemplatiue in liuing Art. Or ftudic where to meet fome Miftreflefire,
You three, 'Berovtne ,F)nmainc ,
and LongauiK, When Miftrcfles from common fenfe are hid.
Haue fworne for three'.yceres tcrme.to hue with me Or hauing fworne too hard a keeping oath,
My fellow Scbollers, arid to kcepe thofe ifatutes Studie to Drcake it, and not breake my troth.
That arc recorded in this fcedule heerc. If ftudies gaine be thus, and this be fo,
Your oathes arc paft^fd now fubferibe your names: Studie knowes that which yet it doth not know,
That his owne&and ma^ftrike his honour downc. Swcare me to this, and I will nere fay no.
That violates the finalleft branch hccrein Ferd. Thefe be the flops that hinder ftudic quite.
If you are arm’d to doe, as fworne to do , And traine our intcllr&s to vainc delight,
Subfcribe to your deepe oathes, and keepe it to. Ber. Why? all delights aie vaine,and that mod vaine
LongantU. I am refolu'd, ’tis but a three yecrcs faft: Which with paine purchas’d, doth inherit paine.
The mfnde fhall banquet, though the body pine, As painefully to poare vpon a Booke
Fat paunches hauc leanc pates and dainty bits.: T o l’eekc the light of truth, while truth the while
Make rich the ribs, but bankerout the wits. Doth falfely blinde the eye-fight of his looke :

r
Dnmane. My louing Loui, Dtimane is mortified, l ight feeeking light,doth light oflight beguile
Thegrofler manner ofthefe worlds delights So ere you finde where light in darkeneife lies,

He throwes vpon the grofle worlds bafer flaucs Y our light growes darkdoy lofing of your eyes.

To louc.to wealth, to pompe,I pine and die. Studie me how to pleafe the eye indeede
With thefe liuing in Philofophie.
all By fixing it vpon a fairer eye,
Beroivne. I can but fay their proteftation ouer Who dazling fo, that eye fhall be his heed.
So much.deare LiegeJ haue already fworne, And glue him it was blinded by.
light that
and ftudy hcerc three yeeres.
at is, to line Studie is heauens glorious Sunne,
like the

J rthere are other Arid obferuances That will not be deepe fearch’d with fawey lookes
Small hauc continuall plodders euer wonne,
A s not to fee a woman in that terme
Which I hope well is not enrolled there. Saue bafe authoritie from others Bookes.
And one day in a weeke to touch no foodc Thefe earthly Godfathers of heauens lights,
And but one mcale on cuery day befide That giue a name to cuery fixed Starre,
The which Ihopeis not enrolled there. Have no more profit of their fhining nights.
And then to fleepe bu c three houres in the night, Then thofe that walke and wot not what they are.
And not be feene to winke of all the day. Too much to know, is to know nought but fame
When I was wont to thinke no harme all night And cuery Godfather can giue a name.
A.nd make a darke night too of halfe the day Fer, How well bee’* read,to reafon againft reading.
Dum.
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Dfirn. Proceeded well, to flop all good proceeding. So to the Lawes at large I write my name,
Lon. Hec wecdes'the cornc, and ftiil lets grow the And he that breakes them in the leaft degree.
weeding. Stands in attainder of ecernall fhamc.
Tier. The Spring is neare when greene geefle are a Suggeftions are toothers as tome
breeditig. But I beleeue although I feeme fo loth,
Hum. How followes chat ? I am the laft that will laft keepe his oth.
r
Bcr. Fit in his place and time. But is there no quicke recreation granted ?
Hum. Irrreafon nothing. Fer. I that there is, our Court you know is banted

Ber. Something then in rime. With a refined trauailer ofSpaine,

Ferd. Berowne is like an enuiotis fneaping Froft, A man in all the worlds new fafhion planted,
That bites the firft borne infants of the Spring. That hath a mint of phrales in his brainc :

3er.Wd,fay I am.why fliouldproudSummerboaft, One, who the muficke of his ownc vaine tongue,
Before the Birds haue any cauie to fing ? Doth raiiilh like inchanting harmonic :

Why fhould I ioy in any abortiue birth ? A man of complements whom right and wrong
AtChriftmas I no moredefire a Role, Haue chofe as vmpirc of their mutinie.
Then wifh a Snow in Mayes new fangled fttowes This childc of fancie that Armado flight,
But like of each thing that in feafon growes. For interim to our ftudies fhall relate,
So you to ftudie now it is too late, In high-borne words rhe worth of many a Knight
Th 3 C were to dy tube ore the houfc to vrtlocke the gate. ! From tawnie Sp.iine !oft in the worlds debate.
Fer, Well, fit you out : go horn e Berowne : adue. How you delight my Lords, I know not I,
^er.No my good Lord,l haue fworn to ftay with you. :
But I proteft 1 loue to heare him lie.

And though 1 haue for barbarifme fpoke more. And I will vie him for my Minftrelfie.
Then Angell knowledge you can fay,
for that Bero. Armado is a rood illuftrious wight,
Yet confident lie keepc what 1 haue fworne, A manoffire,new words, fafhions owne Knight.
And bide the pennance of each three yeates day. Lon. fifiard the fwaine and he, fhall be our fppre^

Giue me the paper, let me readc the fame. And fo to ftudie, three yeeres is but (Fort.
And to the ftri&eft decrees lie write my name.
Fer: How well this yeeldingrefcues thee from ftiame. Enter a Confiable with Cofiord with a Letter.
Ber. Item. That no woman fhall come within a mile
of my Court. Confi. Which is the Dukes owne perfon.
Hath this bin proclaimed > Ber. This fellow, What would’!! ?

Lon. Foure dayes agoe. Con. I my felfe reprehend his owne perfon, for 1 am
Ber. Let's fee the penaltie. his graces TharborougluBut I would fee his own perlon
On painc of loofing her tongue. inHefh and blood. .<

Who deuis’d this penaltie ? Ber. This is he.

Lon. Marry that did I. Con. Signeor Armc,->Arme commends you
Ber. Sweete Lord, and why? Thcr s villanie abroad, this letter will tell you more.
Lon. To fright them hence with that dread penaltie, Clow. Sir the Contempts thereof are as touching
A dangerous law againft gentilitie. mee.
Item If any man be feene to talke with a woman with-
,
Fer. A letter from the magnificent Armado
in the tearmc of three yearcs, hee. fhall indurc luch Ber. How low loeuer the matter, 1 hope m God for
publique ftiame as the reft of the Court fhall polfibly high words.
deuife. Lon. A high hope for a low heauen.God grant vs pa-
Ber. This Article my Liedge your felfe niuft breake. tience.
For well you know here comes in Embaffic Ber. Toheare,or forbeare hearing.
The French Kings daughter,with your felfe to fpeakc Lon. To heare rneekely fir,and to laugh moderately,
A Maide of grace and compleate maicftie, or to forbeare both.
About furrender vp of Aquitaine : Ber. Well fir, be it as the fhle fhall giue vs caufe to
To her decrepit, ficke, and bed-rid Father. clime in the merrinefle.
Therefore this Article is made in vaine, Clc. r he matter is to me fir.as concerning Iaqttemtta.
Or vainly comes th’admired Princeflc hither. The manner ofitis.i was taken with the manner.
Fer. What fay you Lords ? Ber. In what manner /
Why, this was quite forgot. Clo.\n manner and forme following fir all thofc three.
Ber. SoStudieeuermoreisouerfhot, I was feene with her in the Mannor houfe, fitting with
While it doth ftudy to haue what it would. her vpon the Forme, and taken following her into the
It doth forget to doe the thing it fhould Parke: which put to gether, is in manner and fgtmc
And when it hath the thing it hunteth mod, following. Now fir for the manner; It isthemamver
*Tis won as townes with fire, fo won,fo loft. of a man to fpeake to a woman, for the forme in fome
Fer. We mud of force difpencc with this Decree, forme.
She mud lye here on mcere neceffitie. Ber. For the following fir.
Ber. Neceflity will make vs all-fbrfworne Clo. As it fhall follow in my correction, andGod de-
Three thoufand times within this three yeeres fpacc: fend the right.
For euery man with his affe&s is borne. Fer. Will you heare this Letter with attention ?

Not by might maftred,but by fpeciall grace. Ber. As we would heare an Oracle.

If I breake faith, this word fhall breake for me, Clo. Such is the fimplicitie of man to harken after the
I am forfwome on meere neceffitie. flefh. • • 3

L i Fer. Great
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Ferdinand. J Kin. Sir I will pronounce your fentence : You fhall

G F<?<*r

firiug patron:
Deputic , fAf Wtlktns Vicegerent, And foLe domi -
Nauar, way /etf&r earths Ged , and bodies fo-
fafta Wccke with Branne and water,
Clo. I
Porridge.
had rather pray a Moncth with "Mutton and
•
. r* •_

Cojl. Not a word of C^finrd yet. Kin. And Don Armado (hall be your keeper.
FmL So it is. My Lord Btrowne, fee him deliuer’d ore.
Cojl. It may be fo: but ifhefa.y it is fo,hei*in telling And goe wc Lords to put in pra&ice that
true: butfo. -v v.n.C.-r. t- Which each to other hath foUrongly fworne.
> Feref. Peace. Bero. He lay my head to any good mans bat,
Clow. Be to me',and euery man that dares not flght. Thcfe oathes and lawes will prouc an idle fcornc-
Ferd. No words, r r- Sirra, come on.
Clow, Of other mens fccrets I befcrchyou. Clo. I fuffer for the truth fir : for true it is , I wa* ta-
So it is befeged with fable coloured melancholic /
Ferd. ken with laquenetta, and laquenetta is a true girlc , and
I did commend the black* oppreffng humour to themojl whole- therefore welcome the fowre cup of profperitie, afflicti-
fame Pbyflcke of thy healih-giumgayre : And as / am a Gen- on may one day fmilc againe , and vntill then fit downe
tleman , betooke rpyfe/fe When f about the
to walks - the time forrow. Exit.
Jixt houre When beajls mo/lgrafi, birds befi pecks, rind men
,
Armado and Moth his Page.
Enter
fit downs to that nonri/hment which u calledflipper : So much iAfrma. Boy,
T
W
hatfigneis it when a man of great
for the time When. Now
ground Which ? which /
for the fpirit growes melancholy ?

memo / walk} vpon, it is y clip ed.j 1 hy Parke. Then for the Boy. A great figne fir, that he will looke lad.
place Where ? where I rneane I did encounter that obfeene and Brag. Why? fadnefle is one and the felfc-fame thing
moftprepojfjrom r
U'.nt that draweth from my fnow-whitepen deare impe.
ihs ikon colour {d Inky, which heere thou view eft, bcho/dejf, Boy. Nonpi O Lord fir no.
furuzyefi-, or fcejl. lint to the place Where ? It slandeth Brag. How canft thou part fadnefle and melancholy
North North-eafl and by Eafl from the Wejl corner o f thy my tender luuenall ?

curious knotted garden There did I fee that low fpiri- Boy. By a familiar deraonflration of the working,
;
my
ted Swatne ,
that bafe Tiimow of thy myrrh {Clown. Mec?) tough figneur.
that vnletcredfmall knowing fault, (Clow Me ?) that fo allow Brag. Why tough figneur ? Why tough figneur ?
vajftll (Clow. Still nice ?) which as 1 remember , hrght Co- Boy. Why tender luuenall} Why tender luuenall ?
ftard, (Clow. O
me) forted and conforted contrary toihy e- Brag. I fpoke it tender luuenall, as a congruent apa-
JtabU/bedproclajmed Editt and Contmet, Cannon : Which thaton appei raining to thy young daies, which we may
with, o with, but with this I pajfion to fay wherewith nominate tender.
Clo. With a Wench. Boy. And I tough figneur,as an appertinent title to
Ferd. With a childc of our G randmother Hue, a female-, your oldc time, which we may name tough.
or for thy more frveet vnderflanding a woman : him, / (as my Brag. Pretty and apt. ,

euer eflcemed dutie prickes me on) haue feat to thee , to recetue Boy. How meane you fir,I pretty, and my faying apt?
the meed ofpumfbmcn! by thy frveet (f races Officer Anthony or I apt, and my faying ptettie ?
Dull.- man ofgood repute carriage , bearing, ifr estimation.
,
Brag. Thou pretty becaufc little.
Anth. Me.an’t fhall plcafe you? I am Anthony DuH. Boy. Little pretty, becaul’e little: wherefore apt?
Ferd. For laquenetta (fo is the weaker vejfell called ) Brag And therefore apt, beeaufequicke.
which I apprehended with the aforefaid Swame , l feeper her Boy. Speakeyou this in my praife Maflcr ?
as a vejfell of thy L.lives furie, and Jhallat the leaf of thy Brag. In thy condigne praife.

fwcet notice, bring her to trntll. Thine in all complements of Boy. I will praife an Eele with the fame praife.
deuoted and heart-burning heat 9f dutie. Brag. What i that an Eele is ingenuous.
Don Adriana dc Armada. Boy , ThatanEceleisquicke.
Brag. I doe fay thou art quickc in anfwcres. Thou
Her. This is not fo well as I looked tor, but the beft heat’ftmybloud.
that euer ITieard. Boy. I am anfwer’d fir.
Per. 1 the beft, for the worth But firra, What fay you Brag A louc not tobe croft. (‘him.

to this ?• Boy. He fpeakes the meere contrary, crofles loue not

Clo. SirlconfefTcthe Wench. Br .1 haue promis’d to ftudy iij. yeres with the Duke.
Fer. Did youheare the Proclamation? Boy. You may doe it in an houre fir.
Clo. I doc confeffc much ofthe hearing it, but little Brag. Impoffiblc.
ofthetnarking of it. Boy. How many i* one thrice told?
Fer. It was proclaimed a yecres imprilomcnt to bee Bra. Iam ill at rcckning,it fits the fpirit of a Tapfter.
taloen with a Wench. Boy. You are a gentleman and a gamefter fir.
::
6l«w. I was taken with none fir,I was taken with a Brag. I confefle both , they are both the Yanjifh of a
Damofcll. compleatman.
Fer. Well, it was proclaimed Damofcll. Boy. Then I am fureyou know how much the grofle
Clo. This was no Damofell neyther fir, Iheewasa fummeof deuf-ace amounts to.
Virgin. Brag. It doth amount to one more then two.
Fer. It is fo varried to, for was proclaimed Virgin.
it Boy. Which the bafe vulgar call three.

Clo. If it were, I denieher Virginitie I was taken : Br. True. Boy. Whyfiristhisfuchapeeceofftudy?
with a Maide. Now here’s three ftudicd,cre you’ll thrice wink, & how
Fer. This Maid will not ferue your tume fir.
] cafie it is to put yeres to the word three, and ftudy three
Clo. ThiS Maide will ferue my turnc fir. yeercs in two words, the dancing horfc will tell you.
Brag. A
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Brag, A mod fine Figure. Boy. And that s great matuell, lotting a light wench.
° fa

‘Boy. ToproueyouaCypher. Brag. Ifayfing.

Brag. I wUlhecrcuponconfeflelaminloue : and as Boy. Forbeare till this company be part.
it is bale for a Souldier to loue; foam I in loue with a
bafe wench. If drawing my fwordagainft the humour Enter C’-owne fionfi able and Wench.
%

of affection, would deliuer mee from the reprobate

thought ofi c, I would take Defire prifoner, and ranfome Confl. Sir, the Dukes pleafure,is that you keepe Co-
him to any French Courtier for a new deuis’d curtfic. I fiard fafe, and you muft let him take no delight nor no
,

thinke fcorne:to figh me thinkes I fhould out-fweare penance, butheemuft faft threedaiesaweeke for
, this :

Cupid. Comfort me Boy ,

What great men hauc beene Damfcll.I muft keepe her at the Parke, (Lee is alowd for
inlouc? the Day-woman. Farcyouw'dI.
t
.'!.
Exit.
Boy. Hercules Mafter. Brag. I do betray my felfc with blufifing: Maide.
Brag. Moft fwcete Hercules more authority deare :
7\latd, Man.
Boy, name more and fweer my childe let them be men Brag. Twil vific thee at the Lodge.
;

of good repute and carriage. Maid. That’s here by

Boy. Sampfow Mafter, he was a man of good carriage,
Bra?. I know where it is fituate.
«s*

great carriage for ncc carried the Towne-gates on ins

:
Mai. Lord how wile you arc !

backc like a Porterrand he was in loue. Brag. I vtfill tell thee wonders.
Brag. O well-knit Sampfon ftiox\g\oyn'ic& S ampfo»\ t^Ma.

I doe excell thee in my rapier, 3S much as thou didft mce Brag. I loue thee.
in carrying gates. 1 am in loue too. Who was Sampfons
Mat. So 1 heard you fay.i

louc my deare Moth ? o And fo farewell.

Brao.
Boy. A Woman,Mafier. Mai. Faireweathcrafteryou.
Brag. Ofwhat complexion ? Clo. Come Iaejuenetta away.
y Exeunt.
Boy. Of all the foure, or the three, or the two, or one Brag. Villaine, thou {halt faft for thy offences
ere
of the foure. thou be pardoned.
Brag. Tell me prccifely ofwhat complexion.'
1
Clo. ,
W
ell fir, I hope when I doe it, I fi iall doe
it on a

Boy Of the fca-watcr Greene fir. fullftomacke.

of the foure complexions ?
Brag. Is that one Brag. Thoufhaltbehcauily punifiicd.
As I haue read fir.and the beft of them too.
Bey. Clo. I am more bound to you then your fellowes, for
Brag. Greene indeed is the colour of Loucrs but to : they are but lightly rewarded.
hauc a Loue of that colour, methinkes Sampfon had fmall Clo. Takeaway this villaine.fhut him vp.
reafon for it. He furelv affe&ed her for her wit. Boy. Come you tranfgrefiing {hue, away.
Boy. Itwas to fir, for fire had a greenc wit. Clow. Let mee not bee pent vp fir , I will faft a
be in *
Brag. My
Loue is moft immaculate white and red. loofe.
Boy. Moft immaculate thoughts Mafter, are mask’d Boy. No fir, that were faft andioofe: thoufiialt to
vndcr fuch colours. prifon.
Brag. Define, define, well educated infant. Clow. Well, ifeuer I do fee the merry daves of defo-
Boy. My fathers Witte, and my mothers tongue afiift lation that I hauefeene, fome fhall fee.

mee. Boy.What fhall fome fee ?

Brag. Sweet inuocationofa childe, moft pretty and Clow. Nay nothing, Matter Moth, but what they
patheticall. lookevpon. It is not for prifoners to be filent in their
Boy. Iffheebemadeofwhiteandrcd, words,and therefore I will fay nothing :I thankcGod,!
Her faults will nere be knowne : haue ns little patience as another man , and therefore I
For blufir-in cheekes by faults are bred, can be quiet.
And feares by pale white firowne Brag. 1 doe affeift the very ground which is bafe)
(
Then if (he feare.or be to blame. where her fhooe (which is Safer) guided by her foote
By this you fhall not know, (which is bafcft)doth tread. I {hall be forfworn(whicb
For her cheekes poffeffc the fame, ia a great argument of fal {hood
ftill
) if I loue. And how can
Which natiue (he doth owe : , that be true loue, which is falfiy attempted? Loue is a fa-
A dangerous rime mafteragainft the reafon of white miliar, Louc is a DiuclI. There is no euill Angeli but
andredde. Loue, yet Sampfon was fo tcSipted, and he had an excel-
Brag. Is there not a ballet Boy, of the King and the lent ftrength Yet was Salomon fo feduccd, and bee had
:

Beggcr ? a very good witte. Cupids Butfhaft is too hard for Her-
Boy. The world was very guilty of fuch a Ballet fome cules Clubbe, and therefore too much ods for a Spa-
three ages fincc, but I thinke now ’tis not to be found: or niards Rapjer: The firft and fecond caufe will not ferue
if it were, ic would neither feruc for the writing, nor the my turtle: the Paffade Hec refpecls not , thcDuello he
tune. regards not ; his difgracc is to be called Boy but his
,
Brag. I will hauc that fubiedl newly writ ore, that I gloric is to fubduc men. Adue Valour, ruft Rapier, bee

may example my digrefiion by fome mighty prefident. ftillDrum, for your manager is inlouc; yea heeloueth.
Boy, I doc loue that Countrey girle that I tookc in Affift mefomcextemporall god of Rime, for I am fure I
the Parke with the rationall binde Co/lard: fhe dcfcrues {hall turne Sonnet. Deuife Wit, write Pen, for I am for
well. whole volumes in folio. Exit.
Bay. Tobeewhip’d: and yet a better louc then my
Matter. Finis Atttts Primus.
Brag. Sing Boy, my fpirit grows heauy in ioue.
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Of all that Vertue loue, for V ertue loued.
Mod power to doe mod harme, leaft knowing ill
JBm Secunda . For he hath wit to make an ill fhape good.
And Cape to win grace though Ce had no wir,
I faw him at the Duke Alanfets once.
1 And much too little of that good I faw.
. Enter the Princejfe of France ,
with three attending Ladies, |
Is my report to his great worthinefi'c.
and three Lords. %pjfa. Another of thefe Students at that time,
Was there with him, as I haue heard a truth.
'Boyet. Now Madam fumsnon vp your dcarcft fpirits, Berowne they call him, but a merrier man
Confider who the King your father feudi :
Within the limit of becomming mirth,
To whom he fends, and what’s his Embaflie. Ineuer fpent an houres ralke withall.
Your lelfe,held precious in the worlds eftcemc. His eye begets occafion for his wit
To parlee with the foie inheritour For euery obiedt that the one doth catch
Of all perfections that a man may owe The other tumes to a mirth-mouingieft.
Matchleffe Nauarre,the plea of no weight
lefle Which his faire tongue (conceits expofitor )
Then Aquitaine, a Dowrie for a Quecne. Deliucrs in fuch apt and gracious words
Be now as prodigall ofaildeare grace. That aged cares play treuant at his tales,
As Nature W 3 $ in making Graces deare. And yonger hearings are quite rauiCed.
When flae did ftaruc the generall world befide So fweet and voluble is his difeourfe.
And prodigally gauc them allto you. Erin. God blefle my Ladies, are they all in loue ?
Queen. Good L -Boyet my beauty though but mean, That euery one her owne hath garniCed
Needs not the painted ftourifh ot your praile With fuch bedecking ornaments of praife.
Beauty is bought by iudgement of the eye , Ma. Hcere comes Boyet.
Not vttred by bafe tale of chapmens tongues :

I am lefle proud to heare you worth. tell my Enter Bojet.

Then you much wiling to be counted wife.
In fpending your wit in the praile of mine. Prin . Now, what admittance Lord ?
But now to taske th<uasker,good Bojct, Boyet. Nau.ir had notice of your faire approach ^

Prin. You are not ignorant all-telling fame And he and his competitors in oath ,
Doth noyfc abroad Nauar hatli made a vow, Were all addreft to meete you gentle Lady
Till paincfull fludie fliall out-wcare three yeares. Before I came Marrie thus much I haue learnt.
:

No woman may approach his filent Court He rather mcanes to lodge you in the field,
Therefore to’s feemeth it 0 needfull courle. l ikeone that comes heere to befiege his Court,
Before we enter his forbidden gates , Then fecke a dilpcnfauon for his oath :
T 0 know his pleafure, and in tfiac bchalfe T 0 let you enter his vnpeopled houfe.
Bold of your worthinefi'c, we tingle you.
As our beft mouingfaire (ohcitcr Enter Nauar, Longauill, Durnatne, and Berowne.
Tell him.the daughter oftheKing of Fiance,
On ferious bufinefle craning quickc difpatcb, Heere comes Nauar.
Imoortuncspcrfonall conference with his grace. Nau. Faire Princeflc,welcom to the Court of Nauar.
Hade, figmfic fo much while we attend, Prin Faire I giueyoubackeagaine , and welcome 1
Like humble vifag’d haters his high will. hauenocyet : theroofeof this Court is toohighto bee
Boy. Proud of imployment, willingly I goe. Exit. yours, and welcome to the wide fields, too bafe to be
Prin. AH pride is willing pride,and yours is to : mine.
Who are the Votaries my louing Lords ,
that are'vow Nau. You fliall be welcome Madam to my Court.
fellowes with this vertuous Duke ? Prin. I wii be welcome then,Condu£t me thither.
Lor. Longauill is one. Nau. Heare me deare Lady, I haue fworne an 03th.
pr nc. Know you the man? Prra. Our L ady helpe my Lord, he'll be forlworne.
1 Lady. I know him Madame at a marriage feaft, Nau. J'Jnt ror the world faire Madam,by my will.
Bctweene L. and the bcaucious heire
Perivort Prtn. Why, wdl fliall breake
will, and nothing els.
it

Of Jaoues Fauconbridge folemnized. Nau. Your Ladifhip is ignorant what it is.

In Normandie faw 1 this Longauill ,
Prin. W
ere my Lord fo, his ignorance were wife.

A man offoueraigne parts he iseficem’d : Where now his knowledge muftp roue ignorance.
Well fitted in Arts, glorious in Armes heare your grace hath fworne out Houfeekeeping
1

Nothing becomes him ilithat he would well. 'Tis deadly finne to keepe that oath my Lord,
The onely foyle of his faire vertues glofle. And finne to breake it

If vertues glofle will flaine with any foile, But pardon me,I am too fodaine bold,
Is a fliarp wit match'd with too blunt a Will T 0 reach's T eacher ill beleemeth me.
Whofeedge hath power to cut whofc will Bill wills, Vouchfafe to read thepurpofeofmy comming.
It fliould none fpare that come within his power. And fodainly refoluc me in my fuite.
’Prin. Some merry mocking Lord belike, ift fo ? Nau. Madam,I will, if fodainly I may.
Lad. 1 .(They fay fo moft,that mod his humors know. Prin. Y ou will the fooner that I were aw 3 y.
Prin. Such fhortliu’d wits do wicher as they grow. For you’ll proueperiur’difyoumakeme flay.
Who are the refl? Berow. Did not I dance with you in Brabant once ?
2. Lad. The yong Dumaine, a well accomplice youth. Rofa. Did not I dance with you in Brabant once?
Ber. I
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Ber. I know yon did. Bey. Lady, I will commend you to my owne heart.
Boft. How rcedlefle was it then to ask the queftion? La.Ro. Pray you doc my commendations,
Ber. Youmuftnotbe foquickc. I would be glad to fee it.
Be/a,. 'Tis long ofyou ^fpur me with fuel) queftions. Boy, I would you heard it grone,
'Ber. Your wit's too hot,it fpeeds too faft, 'twill cite. La.Ro. Is thefoule ficke ?.
Reft, , Not till it leaue the Rider in the mire. Bey. Sicke at the heart.
Ber. What time a day ? la. Re. Alacke,letitbloud.

%ofa> The howrc th&tfoolcs fhould aske. Boy. Would that doe it good ?

Ber. Now fairs befall-yourmaske, La.Ro. My Phifickefaiesl.

Rofa. Eaire,fall the face it couers. 'Boy. Will you prick’t with your eye-
Ber. And fend you many louers. VI): !C-)I La.Ro. Nopoynt, with my knife.
Reft. Amen, fo you be none. 'iis< Boy. Now God fane thy life.
Ber. Nay then will 1 be gone. trr La. Bp. And yours from long liuing.
Kin. Madame, your father heere doth intimate. Ber. Ic3nnotftay thankf-giuinr Exit.
The paiment o r a hundred thoufand Cre wncs.
Being buc th’one halfe, of an incite fummey Enter Dumane.
Disburfed by my father in his wartes. Burn. Sir.Ipray you a word: What Lady is that fame?
Rut fay that he, or we, as neither haue • Boy. The heire of Alanfon/Rofalin her name.
Receiu’d that fumme ; yet there rcmaines vnpaid 'Dam. A
gallant Lady, Mounfier fare you well.

A hundred thoufand more ; in furccy of the which. Long. befeechyou a word: what is (lie in the white?
I

One part of Aquitaine is bound to vs. Boy. A woman fomtimes, if you law her in the light.
Although not valued to the moneys worth. Long. Perchance light in the light I deiire her name. :

Ifthen the King your father will reftore Boy Shee hath but one for her felfe
.

But that one halfe which is vntatisfied. To delire that wereafhame.

We will giuevp our right in Aquitaine, Long. Pray you lir, whole daughter ?
And hold faire fnendlTdp with his Maiellie Boy. Her Mothers, 1 haue heard.

But that it leemes he little purpofeth. Long. Gods blcfTing a your beard.
For here he doth demand to haue repaie, Boy, Good fir be not offended

An hundred thoufand Crovvncs, and not demands Shee ts an heyre of Faulconbridae.

One paiment of a hundred thoufand Crowncs , - Long. JNay, my cholleris ended
To haue his title hue in tAqintaine.
? Shee is a moft fweec Lady. Exit. Long,
Which we much rather had depart withall Boy. Not vnlike fir, that may be.
And haue the money by our father lent,
Then *Al,qttitanc fo guelded as it is. Enter Bcrouxe.
Deare Princcffe, were not his requefts fo farre Ber. What’s her name in the cap.
From reafons y eelding, your faire felfe fhould m he Boy. Katherine by good hap.
A yeelding ’gainft fome reafon in my breft Ber. Is (he wedded, or no.

And goe well fatisfied to France againe. Boy. < 0 her will fir, or fo.
Prin. You doe the King my Father toomuch wrong. Ber. You
are welcomefir, adiew.
And wrong the replication of your name. Boy. Fare well tome lir, and welcome to you. Exit,
In fo vnfeeming to confcffe receyt That lift is Beroune, the mery mad-ciip Lord.
Of that which hath fo faithfully beene paid. -- word with him, but 3 ieft.
Kin. I doe proteit I neuer heard of it Boy. And euery ieftbut a word.
And if you prouc it, lie repay it backe. Pn. \ r was well done ofyou to take him at his word.
Or yccld vp Aquitaine. Boy. I was as willing to grapple, as he was to boord.
Frin. We arreft your word : La.Ma. Two hot Sheepes marie :

Boyet, you can produce acquittances And wherefore not Ships? (lips.
For fuch a fumme, from fpeciall Officers, Boy.NoShecpe(fweet Lamb)vnleffe we feed on your
Of Charles his Father. La. Y ou Sheep & 1 pafture (hall that finifh the ieft ?
:

Kin. Satisfie me fo. Boy. So you grant pafture for me.

Boyet. So pleafe your Grace.the packet is not come La. Not fo gentle beaft.
Where that-and other fpecialties are bound, My lips are rfo Common, though leucrall they be.
To morrow you fhall haue a fight oftherm Bo. Belonging to whom?
Kin. It fhall fuffice me ;
at which enterview, La. To my fortunes and me.
would I yeeld vnto
All liberall reafon Prin. Good wits wil be iangling, but gentles agree.
Mcane time, receiue fuch welcome at my hand. This warre of wits were much better vfed
ciuill

As Honour, without breach of Honour m3y On Nanar and hisbookcmen,for heere ’tis abus’d.
Make tender of, to thy true worthinefTc. Bo. ] f my obferuacion(which very feldomc lies
You may not come faire Princeffc in my gates, By the hearcs ftill rhctorickcjdifdofed with eyes)
But heere without you fhall be fo receiu’d, Deceiue me not now, Nattar\% infedfed.
As you fhall deeme your felfe lodg’d in my heart, Prin. With what ?
Though fo deni’d farther harbourin my houfe Bo. With that which we J.oucrs intitle affedled,
Your owne good thoughts excufe me,and farewell , Prin. Your reafon.
T o morrow we (halt vilit you againe, Bo. Why all his behauiours doe make their retire.
Prin.Sweet health & faire defires confort your grace. To the court of his eye.peeping thorough defirc.
Kin. Thy own with wifh l thee,in cucry place. Exit. His hart like an Agot with your print imprefled,
Proud
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proud with his formc,in his eic pride exprdfed. 1

But haue you forgot your Loue ?

His tongue all impatient to fpeake and not fee, Brag. Almoftlhad.
Did Humble withhafte in his eie-fightto be. Boy. Negligent ftudcnt,learne her by heart.
All fences to that fence did make their repaire, Brag. By heart, and in heart Boy.
T o feelc onely looking on faireft of fairc Boy. And out of heart Matter : all thofc three I will
Me thought all his fences were loekt in his eye. proue.
As Icwcls in Chriftall for forne Prince to buy. (glafl. Brag. What wilt thou proue ?
Who tendring their own worth from whence they were Boy. A man,if I liue(and this)by,in,and without,vp-
Did point out to buy them along as you paft. on the inftant : by heart you loue her,becaufe your heart
Hjs faces owne margent did coate fuch amazes. cannot come by her in heart you loue her ,becaufe your
:

That all eyes faw his eics inchanted with gazes. heart is in loue with her and out of heart you loue her,
:

He giueyou Aquitaine all that is his. being out of heart that you cannot cnioy her.
And you giuchim for my fake,but onelouingKifl'e. Brag. I am all thefe three.
7*rin. Coine to our PauilIion,^S«7 « is diipofde. Boy. And three times as much more, and yet nothing
Bro.But to fpeak that in words,which his cie hath dif- at all.
made a mouth ofhiseie,
I onelie iiaue ( clos’d. Brag. Fetch hither the Swainc, he mud carric mce a
By adding a tongue, which I know will not lie. letter.
Lad.Ro. Thou art an old Loue-monger,and fpcakeft Boy. A mclfage well fimpathis’d, a Hor fc to be em-
skilfully. bafladour for an Afle.
Lad. Ada He is Cupids Grandfather,and learnes news Brag. Ha,ha,What faieft thou ?
ofhim. i?o;.Marrie fir,you mud fend the Affe vpon the Horfe
Lad. 2. Then was Venus like her mother, forherfa- for he isflow gated : but I goc.
vet ie
therisbut grim. Brag. The way is but fhort,away.
Boy. Do you hearc my mad wenches
^
Boy. Asfwiftas Lead fir.'
La. i. No. Brag. Thy meaning prettie ingenious, is notLead a
Boy. What then, do you lee? mettall heauje, dull, and flow ?

Lad. 2. I,our way to be gone. Boy. Minnime honeft Mailer, or racher Mailer no.
"Boy. You arc too hard for me. Exeunt omnes. Brad. I fay Lead is flow.
Boy. You are too fwift lir to fay fo.
Lead flow which :s fil’d from a Gunne?
Is that
Brag. Sweete fmoke ot Rhetorike,
Atlus Tenius. He reputes me a Cannon,and the Bullet that’s he :

I fhoote thee attheSwaine.

Boy. Thump thcn,and I flee.
Enter Broggart and Boy. Bra. A mod acute luuenall,voluble and free of grace,
s ong. By thy iauourfwcec Welkin, I mull figh in thy face.
Bra. Warble childo,make palflonatc my fenfe of hea- Mod rude melancholie,V alour giues thee place.
ring. My Herald is return'd.
Boy. Concolinci.
Brag. Swcctc Ayer, go tendernefle of yeares take : Enter Page and Clowne,
this Key, giue enlargement to the lwaine, bring him fc-
Hinatly hither : I mull imploy him in a letter to my Pag. A wonder Mailer, here s a Cofiard broken in a
Lone. fhin
Boy. Will you win your loue with a French braule? Ar. Some enigma, fome riddle, come, thy Lenuoy
Bt'a. How roeaneft thou,brauling in French ? begin.
Boy. No my compleat mailer, but to Iigge off a tune Clo. No egma.no riddle,no/c««tfy, no falue, in thee
at the tongues end, canarie to it with the fecte, humour male fir. Orlir,Plantan, aplainePlantan no lenuoy fio :

it with turning vp your eie figh a note and ling a note,

: lenuoy y\o Salue hr,but a Plancan.
lometime through the throate : if you fwallowed loue Ar. By vertuc thou inforceft laughter, thy fillic
with finging, loue fometime through nofe as if you : thought, my fpleene,the heauing of my lunges prouokes
fnufcvp loue by fmelling loue with your hat penthoufe- me to rcdiculous fmyling : O pardon me my liars, doth
likc ore the Ihop of your eies, with your armes croft on the inconfiderate take falue for lenuoy , and the word len-
your thinbeliie doublet ,likcaRabbeconafpit,oryour uoy for a falue}
hands in your pocket, like a man after the old painting, Pag. Doe the wife thinke them other, is not lenuoy a
and keepe not too long in one tune, but a fnip and away: falue } (plaine,
thefe are complements, thefc are humours, thefe betraie Ar. No Page , it is an epilogue or difeourfe to make
nice wenches that would be betraied without thefe, and Sorpe obfcureprecedence that hath tofore bin faine.
make thorn men of note do you note men that mod arc
: Now will I begin your morrall, and do you follow with
affcbled to thefe? my lenuoy.
Brag. How haft thou purchafed this experience ? The Foxe,the Ape, and the Humble-Bee,
Boy. By my penne of obferuation. Were dill at oddes, being but three.
Brag. ButO,bucO. Arm. Vntill the Goofe came out ofdoore.
Boy. The Hobbie-horfe is forgot. Staying the oddes by adding foure.
Bra. Cal’ft thou my loue
Hobbi-horfe. Pag. A
good Lenuoyt t nding in the Goofe: would you
Boy. No M3ftcr,thc Hobbie-horfe is but a Colt, and more ?j
defire
and your Loue perhops, a Hacknic : Clo. The Boy hath fold him a bargainee Goofe, that’s
flat
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Sir, your penny-worth good, and your Goofe be fat.
is And in her traine there is a gentle Ladie :

To fell a bargainc well is as. cunning as faft and loofe : When tongues fpcak fwcetiy.then they name her name.
Let me fee a fat LevuajJ. that’s a fat Goofe. And Rofalint they call her,aske for her :

Ar. Come hither,corae hither i And to her white h and fee thou do commend
HoW did this argumcm.begin ? This fcsl d-vp counfaile. Thcr s t!iy guerdon goe. :

Bpy- By faying that a Cojlard was broken in a fhin. Clo. Gardon,0 fweete gardon, better then remune-

Then cai'd yon for ich cLtntioy. ration, a leuenpence-farthing better ; moft fweete °ar>

Clow. True,and I for a -Plfcntan :

don. I will doe it Gr in print
:
gardon, remuneration.
Thus came yo ur argument in Exit.
Then the Boye^ fat Lennoyt the Goofe chat you bought. Ber.O, and l forfooth in loue,
And he ended the market. I that hauebeene loucs whip/
Ar. But tell me Hpvv was there a Cojlard broken in
;
A verie Beadle to a humerous Ggh. A Criticke, :

afhin? Nay, a night-watch Conftable.

Pag . I will tell you fencibly. A domineering pedant ore the Boy,
Clow. Thou haft no feeling of it Adoth, Then whom no mortall fo magnificent.
fpeake that Lenuoy. This wimpled, whyning,purblinde vvai ward Boy,
I will
I Cojlard running out, that was lafely within, This fignior lunios gyanc drawfe.don Cupid,
Fell oucr the thrcfhold,and broke my fhin Regent of Loue- rimes, Lord of folded armes,
Arm. We
will talkc no more of this matter. Th’annointcd foueraigne oflighes and groancs :
Clow. Till there be more matter in the fhin. Liedgc oh all loyterers and malecontents :

Arm. Sirra (Jojlard, I will tnfranchife thee. Dread Prince ofPlaccats,King of Codpeeccs.
Clow. d,marr:eme to on e Francis ,1 fmell fomeZ-e»- Sole Empcrator and gi eat gencrall
«#y,fome Goofe in this. Of trotting Parrators (O my little heart.)
Arm. By my
fweete foule.I meane.fetting thet'at !i- And I to bca Corpor3ll of his field,
bcrtic. Enlrecdoming thy perfon : thou wert emured, And weare his colours like a Tumblers hoope.
reftrained,captiuated bound. ;
What ? loue,l fuc,I fccke a wife,
I

Clow. Truc,true,and now you will be my purgation, A woman that ishkeaGcrmoneCloake,

and me loofe.
let Still a repairing
cuer out of frame.
:

Arm. I giue thee thy Iibertie, fet thee from durance, And neuer going a right, being a Watch :

and in lieu thereof, impoleon thee nothing but this : But being watcht, that it may ftill goe right.
Beare this fignificant to the countrey Maidc [aejuenetta : Nay, to be periurde, which is worft of all
there is rcmuneration.forthebeft ward of mine honours And among tliree,to loue the worft of all,
isrewarding my dependants. Motb } follow* A wbitly wanton, with a veluet brow.
Pag. Likethefequelll. With two pitch bals ftuckc in her face for eyes.
Signcur Cojhcrdz&cw. Exit. I,and by heauen,one that will doe the deede,
Clow. My fweete ounce of mans flefh, my in-conie Though Argtts were her Eunuch and her garde.
Tew : Now will I looke to his remuneration. And 1 to figh for her. to watch for her,
Remuneration, Ojthat’sthe I.atincWord for three-far- To pray for her, go to it is a plague :

things : Three-farthings remuration, What's the price That Cupd will impoie for my negledl,- 1 M
of this ynde? i.d.no,Ue giue yoa a remuneration Why? : Ot almighty dreadfull little mightb “ds
his 1 .

It carries it remuneration Why? It is a fairer name then

: Well, I will loue.wiite.fighjpray^uejgfone.
a French-Crownc. I will neuer buy and fell our of this Some men muft loue my Lady, and fome lone.
word.

Enter Berowne.

Ber.Omy good knaueCey?xrd,exceed’ng!y vvell met.

(low. Pray you lir, Flow much Carnation Ribbon
may a man buy for a remuneration ?
Ber. What is a remuneration ? Enter the Princeffe^a Forrejler , her Ladies ,and
Cofl. Martie ftr,halfc pennie farthing. her Lords.
Ber. O, Why then threefarthings wo rih cfSilke. £>u. Was that
King that fpurd his hot tc fo hard,
tire

Cojl. I thanke your wor(hip,God be wy ygu, Againft t he ftcepe vprifing of the hill ?
Ber. O ftay flaue,I muft employ thee : Boy. I know not,but I thinkc it was not he
As thou wilt win my fauour,good my knauc, Qje. Who ere a was,a fliew’d a mounting niinde
Doe one thing for me that I {ball intreate. Well Lords, to day we fhall haue our difpatch,
Clow. When would you haue It done lir ? OnSatcrday we willreturne to France.
Ber. O this after-noone. Then Forrejler my friend, Where is the Bufli
Clo. Well, I will doc it fir Fareyou well. : That wc muft ftand and play the murthcrcr in ?
Ber. O thou knoweft not what itis. For. Hereby vpon the edge of yonder Coppice,
Clo. I fhall know fir,when I haue done it. A stand where you may make the faireft fhoote.
Ber. Why villaine thou muft knowfirft. I thanke my beautic,I am fairc that fhoote,
Clo. I wil come to your worfhip to morrow morning. Asti thereupon thou fpeak’ft the faireft fhoote.
Ber. It muft be done this after-noone, ’

For. Pardon me Madam, for I meant not fo.

Harkeflauc,itisbutthis r _? What,what?Firftpraifemc,8t then again fay no.
The Princeflc comes to hunt here in the Parke, O fhort liu'dpride. Not faire ? alackc for woe.
For. Yes
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For. Yes Madam faire. didhefee? to oucrcome. To whomcamehe ? to the
Nay,ncuer paint me now, Begger. Whatfaw be? the Begger. ouercame Who
Where fairc is not,praife cannot mend the brow. he ? the Begger The condufion is vi&orie : On whofe
Here (good my glafle) take this for telling true fide ? the King : the captiue is inricht : On whofe fide?
Faire paiment for fouls words,is more then due. thcBeggcrs. Thecataftrophe is on whofe
a Nuptiall :

For. Nothing but fairc is that which you inherit. fide? the Kings: no, on both in one,or one in both, lam
Vj£. Sec, fee, the King (for fo
my beaucie will be fau’d by merit. ftands the companion) thou the Beg-
O herefie in fairc, fit for thefe dayes, ger, for fo witnefleth thy lowlinefTe. Shall I command
A giuing hand, though foule,fhall haue faire praife. thy loue ? I may. Shall I enforce thy louc/ I could.
But come,the Bow Now Mercie goes to kill. : Shall I entreate thy loues’ I will.What, fhalt thou ex-
And fhooting well, is then accounted ill change for ragges, roabes: for tittles titles, for thy felfe
Thus will I faue tny credit in the fhootc, mce. Thus expe&ing thy reply, I prophane my lips on
(

Not wounding, pittie would not let me do t thy foote.myeyes onthypidure, and my heart on thy
If wounding, then it was to fhew my skill, eucriepart.
That more for prai.e.then purpofe meant to kill.
And out ot quefhon,fo it is lometimes Thine in the deareft depgne ofindnjfrie,
Glory growes guiltic of detefied crimes,
When for Fames fake.for praife an outward part. Don Adriana de Arraatho.
We bend to that, the working of the hart.
As I for praife alone now feeketo fpill Thus doft thou heare the Nemean Lion roare,
The poore Deeres blood. that my heart meanes no ill. Gamft thee thou Lambe, that ftandeft as his pray
Boy. Do not curd wiucs hold that fclfe-foucraigntic Submifliue fall his princely feete before,
Onely for praite fake.when they finite to be And he from forrage will incline to play.
Lotds ore their Lords ? But if thou ftriue (poore foule) what art thou then ?
Onely for praife, and praife vve may afford. Foodc tor his rage, repafiuieforhis den.

To any Lady that fubdewesa Lord. .

®tf. What plume of feathers is hee that indited this

Enter Clovene. Letter ? What veine ? What W cthercocke? Did you
cucr heare better i .

Boy. Here conics a member ofthc common-wealth. Boy. I am much deceiued,but I remember the ftile.

Clo. God dig-you-den all, pray you which is the head D«.Elfeyour memorieisbad, going ore it crewhilc.
Lady ?
Boy. Thi Armado is ^Spaniard that keeps here in court
;

^«.Thou fhalt know her fellow, by' the reft thachaue A Phantafime,aMonarcho,and one that makes fport
no heads. To the Prince and his Booke-mates.
Clo. Which is the greateft Lady, the higheft? Thou fellow, a word.
Thethickcft.and thetalleft. Who gaue thee this Letter }
Clo. The thickeft, 8c the talleft it is fo, truth is truth. :
Clove. I told,you,my Lord.

And your wafte Miftris, were as {lender as nty wit, Qu. To whom fhould’ft thotigiue it?
One a thefe Maid£$ girdles for your wafte fhould be fit. Clo. From ray Lord to my Lady.

Are not you the chicfe woma?Y ou are the thickeft here? Qyt. From which Lord,to which Lady ?

Ott. What-’s your will fir ? What’s your will ? Clo. From my Lord Ber owners good mafter of mine.

Clo. 1 haue a Letter from Monfier Berorvnc, To a Lady of France that he call’d Rofalwe.
,

To one Lady Rofaltnc. Thou haft mi ftaken ins letter.Come Lords away.
O thy letter, thy letter:He’s a good friend of mine. Here lwecte, putvp this,’twill be thine another day.
‘
Stand a fide good bearer. Exeunt.

Boyet ^ you can caruc, Boy. Who is the fhooter Who ? is the (hooter t

Breakc vp this Capon. Rofa, Shall I teach you to know.

Boyet. I am bound to ferue. Boy. I my continent of beautie.
This Letter is miftooke : it importeth none here: RSft. Why fhc that beares the Bow. Finely put off.
writ to Iacjnenetta. Boy. My Lady goes to kill homes, but ifthoumarrie.
It is

Qyt. Wewillreadcitjfwcare. Hang me by the necke, if homes that yeare mifcarric.

Breakc the necke of the Waxc,and euery one glue care. Finely put on.
Reft. Well then, I am the fhooter.
Boyet r cades. Boy. And whoisyotirDeare?
Rofa. If we choofe by the hornes,your felfe come not
DY heauen,that thou art faire, is mod infallible: true neare. Finely put on indeede.
' that thou art beauteous, truth it felfc that thou art Maria. You ftill wrangle with her Bejel y and fhec

louely : more fairer then faire,beautifull then beautious, (hikes at the brow.

truer then truth it felfe: haue comifcration on thy heroi- Boyet. But fhc her felfe is hit lower

call Vaffall. The magnanimous and meft illuftrate King Haue I hit her now.
1 come vpon thee with an old faying, that
Cophetua fet eie vpon the pernicious and indubitate Beg- Rofa, Shall

ger Zcnelophon: and he it was that might rightly fay,^- was a man whcnKmgP/ppw* of France was a little boy,as
ni, vidijVtei: Which to annothanize in the vulgar, O touching the hit it.

bafe and obfeure vulgar ; videhfet , He came, See, and o- Boyet.Sol may anfwere thee with one as old that
uercame: hee came one; fee, two; couercame three.- was a woman when Queenc Gmnouer of Brittaint was a
Who came ? the King. Why did he come ? to fee. Why little wench, as touching the hit it.
Rofa. Thou
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i Thou canft not hit

JRofa. it,hit it,hit it. His intellc& is not replenifhed, hec is oncly an animal
I,
Thou canft not hit it my goodman. onely fenfible in the duller parts: and fuch barren plants’
Toy. I cannot, cannot, cannot are fet before vs,that we th*ankfull ftiould be which we :

And I cannot,anothcr can. Exit. tafte and feeling, are for thofe parts that doe fruftific in
Clo. By my troth moft pleafant,how both did fit it. vs more then he.
Mar. A marke marueilous wclljlhot, for they both For as it would ill become me to be vaine,indifcrect,or
did hit. a foole
Toy. A matk,0 marke but that maikc : a marke faics So were there a patch fet on Learning, to fee him in a
my Lady. Schoole.
Let the mark haue a pricke in’t,to meat at, if it may be. But omne bene fay I, being ofan old Fathers mindc,
Mat. Wide a’th bow hand, yfaith your hand is out- Many can brookc the weather,thac louc not the winde.
Clo. Indeedea’muftfhoote nearer, orheelenc'rc hit Dul. You two arc book-men: Can you tell by your
the clout. wit, What was a month old nCains birth, that’s not fiue
Toy. And ifmy hand be out, then belike your hand wcekesoldasyec?
is in. Hoi. Diclijima goodman Dull, diElifma goodman
Clo. Then will fhee get the vpftioot by cleaning the Dull.
is in. Dul. What is dillima ?

Ttla. Come, come, you talke greafely, your lips grow Nath. A title to Phtbe, to Luna, to the Moore.
foule. Hoi. The Moonc was a month old when Adam was
Clo. She’s too hard for you at pricks, fir challenge her no more. (lcore.
to boule. And wrought not to fiue-wcekes when he came to fiue-
Boy. I feare too much rubbing good :
night my good Th’allufion holds in the Exchange.
Oule. Dul. ’Tis true indeede, the Collufion holds in the
Clo. By my foule a Swaine,a moft fimple Clowne. Exchange.
Lord.Lord, how the Ladies and I haue put him downc, Hol.GoA comfort thy capacity, I fay th’allufion holds
O my troth moft fweete iefts,moft inconie vulgar wit. in the Exchange.
When it comes fo fmoothly off,foobfccneIy,as it were, Dul. And I fay the polufion holds in the Exchange :

fo fit. for the Moone is neuer but a month old and I fay be- :

Armathor ath to the fide,0 i moft dainty man. fidc that,’twas a Pricket that the Princefle kill’d.

To fee him walke before a Lady,and to Searcher Fan. Hoi. Sir Nathaniel, will you heare an cxtemporalj
To fee him kifle his hand, and how moft fweetly a will Epytaph on the death of the Deare, and to humoift
fweare: the ignorant call d the Dcare, the Princefle kill’d a
And his Pageatother fide,thathandfullof wit. Pricket.
Ah heauens,it is moft patheticall nit. Nath. Verge, good M. Holofernes, perge, foitfliall
Sowia,fowla. Exeunt. pleafe you to abrogate fcuriliuc.
Shootc within. Hoi I will fomething affed the letter, for it argues
facilitie.
Enter Dull, Holofernes ,the Tedant and Nathaniel.
The prayfull Princejfe pearjl andpricft
Nat. Very reuerent fport truely,and donein the t:fti- a prettie pi: a fin
g Pricket,
mony of a good confcicncc. Some fay a Sore but not a fore,
Ted. The Dearc was(as you know)fanguis in bP©d, till now made fore with Ihooting

ripe as a Pomwatcr.whonowhangeth likealewell in The D ogges didyeH,put ell to S ore,

the eare of Cclo the fkic the welken the hcauen, and a-
•, then Sorell tumps from thicket „•

non fallech like a Crab on the face of 7mv*,thc foy le,the Or Pricket -fore, or elfe Sorell
laud, the earth. the people fall a hooting.
Curat. Nath. Truely M. Holofernes, the epythithes are If Sore be fore. then ell to Sore
fweetly varied like a fchollcr at the leaft: but fir I afliure makes fiftie fores O forell :
ye, it was a Bucke of the firft head. Of one fore I an hundred make
Hoi. Sir Nathaniel, hauderedo. by addmg but one more L.
‘Dul. ’Twas not zhaud credo,’ twas a Pricket.
Hoi. Moft barbarous intimation yet ? kinde of infi- :
Nath. A rare talent.
nuation.as it were in via , in way ofexplication^cere : as \
Dul. If a talent be a claw, looke how he dawes him
it were rep!ication,or rather ojfentare , to fhow were as it with a talent.
j
1

his inclination after his vndrcfled,vnpolifhed, vneduca- Nath. This is a gift that I haue fimple: fimple, a foo-
ted,vnpruned,vntrained,or rather vnlettered, or rat'hc- lifih extrauagant fpirit.full offormes,figiires,fhapcs,ob-
. reft vneonfirmed faftiion,toinfcrt againc my hauderedo ieds, Ideas, apprchenfions,motions,reuolutions. Thefe
for a Deare. are begot in the ventricle of memorie, nouniht in the
’Dul. I faid the Dcare was not a baud credo, ’twas a wombe of primater,and dcliucred vpon the mellowing
Pricket. ofoccafion : but the gift is good in thofe in whom it is
Hoi. Twice fodfimplicitie, buco&ut, Othoumon- acute,and 1 am thankfull for ifr
fter how deformed dooft thoulooke.
Ignorance, Hoi. Sir, I praife the Lord for you, and fo may my
Nath. hee hath neuer fed of the| dainties that arc
Sir parifhioners, for their Sonnes arc well tutor’d by you,
bred in a booke. and their Daughters profit very greatly vnder you you :

He hath not cate paper as it were are a good member of the common-wealth.
He hath not druukeinkc. Nath. Tilt berclt, If their Sonnes be ingeonous, they
{hall
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192 Loues Labours loft .

fliall W3nt no inflru<Aion: If their Daughtersbe capable, gocmyfwcete, deliuer this Paper into the hand of the
i will put it to them. But Fir ftp a qui faucet loquitur , a may concernemuch ftay not thy complement,
King/it :

foule Feminine faluteth vs. forgiuethy ductie,adue.

Maid. Good Cofiard go with me:
Enter laquenetta end the (flowne. Sir God faue your life.
Haue with thee my girle.
Cofl. Exit.
Iaqu. God giuc you good morrow M.Perfon. Hoi. Sir you haue done this in the fearc of God very
Nath. Matter Perfon ,quafi Perfonf And ifonc fhould religioufly and as a certaine Father faith
:

beperft. Which is the one? Ped. Sir tell not me of the Father,I do feare coloura-
CA.Marry M. Schoolemattcr,hee that is likeft to a ble colours But to returne to the Verfes, Did they pleafe
hogfhe'ad. you fir Nathaniel}
Nath. Ofperfing a Hogshead, a goodlutterofcon- Nath. Marueilous well for the pen.
ceitinaturphofEarth, Fire enough for a Flint, Pearle Peda. I do dine to day at the fathers of a certaine Pu-
enough for a Swine : ’tis prettiest is well. pill of mine, where if (being repaft) it fhall pleafe you to

Iaqu. Good Matter Parfon be fo good

as reademee gratifie thetable with a Grace, I willonmypriuiledgel
this Letter, was garni mce by Cofiard, and lent mee
it haue with the parents of the forefaid Childe or Pupill,
from Don Hrmatho : 1 befcech you reade it. vndertake your bien vonutot where I will proue thofe
Nath. Facile precor gcllida, quando pecas omnia fub vtn- Verfes to be very vnlearned, neither fauouring of
braruminat, and fo forth. Ah good old Mantuan, I Poetrie, Wit, nor Inuention. J befeech your So

may fpeake of thee as the traueiler doth of Venice, vem- cietie.

chiepvencha, qne non tevnde,que non tepcrrechc. OI d Man- Nat. And thanke you to: for focietie(faith.thc text)
tuam, old Mantuan. Who vnderttandech thee not, vt re is the happinefle oflife.
folia mi fa Vnder pardon fir,WHat arc the contents? or Peda. And certcs the text mofl infallibly concludes it.

rather as Horrace fayes in his, What my foule verfes. sir i do inuite yon too, you fliall not fay me nay : pauca
Hoi. I lir,and very learned. verba.
Nath. Let me heare a flaffe,a flanzc,a verfe, Legedo- Aw3y,the gentles are at their game, and we will to our
mine. recreation. Exeunt.
If Loucmake meforfworne,how fhall I fwenre to lone?
Ah neuer faith could hold, if not to beautie vowed. Enter Berowne with a Paper in his hand, alone.
Though to my felfe fot fworn,to thee He faithfull proue.
Thofe thoughts to mce were Okes, to thee like Oilers Bero. The King he is hunting the Deare,
bowed. I am courfing my felfe.
Studie his byas leaues, and make* his booke thine eyes. They hauepitcht a Toyle, Iamtoyling inapyrch,
Where all thofe plealures liue, that Arc would compre- pitch thatdefiles ; defile, a foule word: Well, fee thee
hend. downe forrow ; for fo they fay the foclc faid, and fo fay
If knowledge be themarke,toknow thee fhall fufflee. I, and I tbefoole Well proued wit. By the Lord this
:

Well learned is that tongue,that well can thee comend. Loueis as mad as Aiax, it kds fliccpc, itkilsmce, I a
Ail ignorant that foule, that fees thee without wonder. flicepe: Well proued againe a my fide. I will not louc;
Which is to me lome praife,that I thy parts admire ; iff do hang me yfaith 1 will not.
:
O but her eye by :

Thy eye loues lightning bcarcs, thy voyce hisdrcadfull this light, but for her eye, I would not louc her; yes, for
thunder. her two eyes. Well, I doe nothing in the world but lyc,
Which not to anger bent, is mufique,and fweetfire. and lye in my throate. By heauen I doe loue, and it hath
thou art,Qh pardon loue this wrong,
Celcttia'd as taught mce to Rime, and tobcmallichclic: and here is
That fings heauenspraile,with fuch an earthly'tougue. part of my Rime, andheeremy mallicholie. Well, fhe
Ped. You finde not the apottraphas, andTo milfe the hath one a’my Sonnets already, the Clownc bore it, the
accent. Let me fuperuife the cangencc. Foole fent it, and the Lady hath it : fweetC!owne,fwce-
Nath, Here arc onely numbers ratified, but for the ter Foole, fwcctefl Lady. By the world, I would not care
elegancy, facility, & golden cadence of poefie caret O- : a pin.if the other three were in. Here comes one with a
KtdJ.nu Naff was the man. And why in
deed Nafo, but paper, God giuehim grace to gvone.
for fuelling ouk the odoriferous flowers of fancy ? the Hefiandrafide. The King entretb.
ietkes of inuention imitarie is nothing So doth the : Kin. Ay mec
Hound his maftcr, the Ape his keeper, the tyred Horfc by hcaneniproccede fweet(Tpf,thou haft
Ber. Shot

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his rider : But Damofella virgin. Was this dirctfled to thump: him with thy Birdbolt ynder the left paprin faith
|
you? fccrecs.
Iaq. I from one mounfier Tltrowne, one of the
fir King. So fweetc a kiffe the golden Sunne glues not,
ftrange Quecnes Lords. T o thofe frefli morning drops vpon the Rofc,
Nath. I will ouerglance the fuperfcripc. As thy eye beames,when their frefh rayfe haue fmot.
Toths fhow-whitehandoftbe mofit beaut tout Arf^rRofaline. The night of dew that on my cheekes downe flovves.
I willlooke againc on the intelle<Sf of the Letter, for Nor fhincs the filuer Moone one halfc fo bright,
the nomination of thepartie written to theperfon writ- Through the tranfparent bofome of the deepe,
ten vnto. As doth thy face through teares ofmine giue light
Tour Ladifhips in all defired implement, Berowne Thou fliin’ft in cuery teare that I doe weepc.
Per. Sir Helofernes,tW\s Bcrowneone of the Votaries is No drop, but as a Coach doth carry thee
with the King, and here he hath framed a Letter to a fe- So rideft thou triumphing in my woe.
quent of the ttrangcr Quecnes : which accidentally, or Do but behold the teares that fwell in me.
bytheway of progiefflon, hath mifearried. Trip and And they thy glory through my griefe will fliow
But
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But dps BOt loue thy felfc,fhen thou wjltkcepc Would let her out in Sawccrs, fweet mifprifion.
My teares for gUfTcs,andftill make me weepe. Dum. Once more He read the Ode that I haue writ. 5

O Queeneof QjJeenes,beiw farjedoft thou excell, Ber. Once more He marke how Loue can varry Wit

No thought pan tf}inkt,nortor1gue of mortall tell.

How fhallfheknow my griefes Pile drop the paper..
Humane reades hie Sonnet.
Sweet leaues (hade folly.. Who is be comes heete ?

mil JM •
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Enter Longauile. The King ftps afide. Loue, whofe Month is euery May,
f
What Lengauid, and reading : lift cn eare. Spied a bloffotne pajfmg faire.
Ber. Now in thy likenefie, one more foole appeare. Playing in the wanton ayre

Long. Ay me, I amforlworne. Through the Vtluet, leaves the windr,

Ter. Whyhe comes in like a periure,wearing papers. A tl vnfeene , can pajfage finde.

Long. In loue T hope, Fweet fcllowfliip in fhame. That the Louer fefe to death,
Ber. One drunkard loues another of che name. Wijh himfelfe the heavens breath
Lon. Ami the fiift ^ haue been periur’d fo? (know, sly re [quoth he) thy cheeky s may blowe }

Ter. I could put thee in comfort, not by two that I Ayre, would l might triumphfo.
Thou makeft the triumpbery,the corner cap of focietie , But alacke my hand is fworne,
The fhapeof.Loues Tiburne,that hangs vp fimplicitie. Nere toplueketheefrom thy throne:
Lon. I feare thefe ftubborn lines lack power to moue, Vow alacke foryouth vnmeere,
O fweet Maria, Emptelfe ofmy Loue , Tovth fo apt to plucky a fweet.

Theft numbers will I ieare,and write m proie. Doe not call it finne in me,
Ber. O Rimes are gards on wanton Cupids hole, T hat / am forfwornefor thee.
Disfigure not his Shop. Thou for whom loue wouldfwearet
Lon. This fame fhall goe. He reades the: Sonnet. Iuno but an t>£thiop were ,

'Did not the heaven!! Rhetericke of thine eye, And dome himfelfe for loue.

’Cainfl whom the world cannot hold argument , Turning mortallfor thy Loue.
Perfwade my heart to thtsfalfe periurie .?

Vowes for thee broke dsfeme not punifbmcat. This will I fend, and fomething elfe more plaine.
A Woman I forfwore, but 1 rvtSprove, That fhall expreffe my true-loues tailing painc.
Thou being a Goddeffef forfwore not thee. 0 would the KtngfBerowne and Lpngauill,
My Vow was earthly ,
thou a heavenly Loue. Were Louers too, ill to example ill,
Thy grace being gain'd, cures all dtfgracc in me. Would from my forehead wipe a periui’d note
Vowes are but breath, and breath a vapour is. For none offend, where all alike doe dote.

Then thou faire Sun, which on my earth doefijhine, Dumaine, thy Loue is farre from charitie.
Lon.
ExhaleVt this vapor-vow , in thee it vs That in Loues griefe delVft focietie
If broken then, it is no fault ofmine : You m3y looke pale, but I fhould blufli I know,
If by me broke, IVhat foole tmot fo wife To be ore-heard, and taken napping l'o.
To loofe an oath, to win a Paradife ? Kin. Gome fir, you blufh : ss his,your cafe is fuch.
Ber. This is the liner veine,which makes fidli a deity. You chide at him, offending twice as much.
A greene Goofe.a Coddefle, pure pure Idolatry. Y mi doe not loue Maria ? Longauile,
God 3mend vs, God amend, we arc much out o’th'way. Did neuer Sonnet for her lake compile ;

Nor r.cuerlay his w reathed armes athwart

Enter Dumarae. His louing bofome,to keepe downe his heart.
Lon, By whom fend this (company?) Stay?
ftiall 1 1 haue beene clofely fhrowded in this bufh
,

Bero. All hid.all hid, an old infant play And niarktyou both, and for you both did blufli.
Like ademieGod,here ficl in cheskie. I heard your guilty Rimes.oblcru’d your fafhion :

And wretched foolcs fecrcts hcedfully ore-eye. Saw fights reekefroro you, noted well your paffion.
More Sacks to the myll. OhcauensI haue my vvifii, Aye me,fayes one O
loue, the other cries
! !

Dumaine transform'd, foure Woodcocks in a difh. On her haircs were Gold, Chiiftall the others eyes,
Dura. O raoft diuine Kate. You would for Paradiie breake Faith and troth
Bero. Omoft prophane coxcombe. And loue for vouf Loue would infringe an oath.
Dum By Iveauen the w onder of a mortall eye.
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What will Terowne fay when that he fhall heare
Bero. By earth ftic is not, corporall, there you lye. Faith infringed, which fuch zeale did lweare.
Dum. Her Amber haircs for toule hath amber cotcd. I
How will he fcorne?how will he Ipend his wit ?
Ber. An Amber coloured Raucn was well noted. How will he triumph, leape, and laugh at it?
Dum. Asv'prightas the Cedar. For all the wealth that euer I did fee ,

Ter. Stoopc I lay bet fhoulderis with-child. I would not haue him know fo much by me.
Dum. As faire as day. Bero. Now ftep I forth to whip hypoenfie.
Ber. I as fomc dales, but then no funne muftfhine. Ah good my Liedge,I pray thee pardon me.
Dum. O that I had my w ifti ? Good heart. What grace haft thou thus to reproue
Lon. And I had mine. Thefe wormes forlouing.that art moft in loue ?
Kin. And mine too good Lord. Your eyes doe make no couches in your teares.
Ber , Amen,fo
I had mine Is not that a good word : ? There is no ceuaine Princefie that appearcs.
Dum. would forgec her, but a Feucr fhe
1 You’ll not be pcriur’dftisa hatefull thing :
Raignes in my bloud,and will remembred be. Tufb.none but Minftrels like of Sonnccting,
Ter. A Feucr in your bloud,why then incifion But arc you not afham’d ? nay, arc you not
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Loues Labours loft .

All three of you, to be thus much ore’fhot ? . Ber. Sweet Lords/weetLouers,0 let vs imbrace,

You found his Moth,the King your Moth did fee \

As true we are as flefti and bloud can be,
But I a Beame doe findc in each of three, The Sea will ebbe and flow, heauen will (hew his face
O what a Scene of fool’ry haue I i'eene. Y oung bloud doth not obey an old decree.
Of fighes.of grones, offorrow, and oftecne Wc cannot croffe the caufe why we are borne
0 me, with what Ariel patience haue I fat. Therefore of al! hands muft wc be forfworne.
To King transformed to a Gnat ?
fee a King. What, did thefe rent lines ftiew fome louc of
To fee great Hercules whipping a Gigge thine ? ( Rofaline ,
And profound Salomon tuning a lyggc ? ber. Did they, quoth you ? Who fees the heauenly
And Neflor play at pufh-pin with the boyes That (like a rude and fauage man of Inde .)
And Critticke "tymon laugh at idle toyes. At the firft opening of the gorgeous Eaft,
Where lies thy griefe ? O tell me good Dumame^ Bowes nor his vaffall head, and ftrooken blindc,
Ktffes the bafe ground with obedient breafi?
And gentle Longauill, where lies thy paine ?
And where my liedges l all about the breft : What peremptory Eagle-fighted eye
A Candle hoa! Dares looke vpon the heauen ofher brow
Kin. Too bitter is thy ieft. That is not blinded by her maieftic 1
Are wee betrayed thus to thy ouer-view f Kin. What zcale,what furie,hath infpii'd thee now ?
Ber. Not you by me, but betrayed to you. i My Loue(her Millres) is a gracious Moor.e
I am honeft, I that hold it ftnne
that ;
Shec (an attending Starre)fcarce feene a light,
Tobreake the vow I am ingaged in. Ber. My eyes are then no eyes,nor I Berovtne.
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I am betrayed by keeping company O.btic for my Loue,day would turne to night.

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With men, like men of inconftancie. Of all complexions the cul'd foueraignty,
When fhall you fee me write a thing in rime ? Doe meet as at a faire in her fairc cheekc,
Or gronc for Io.wc ? or (pend a minutes time, j
Where fcuerall Worthies make one dignity
In pruning mcc, when fhall you hcarc that I will praife a Where nothing want?, that want it felfc doth feeke.
hand,a foot,a face, an eye : a gate, a ftate,a brow, a breft, Lend me the flourifh of all gentle tongues,
a wafte.a legge.a limme. Fie painted R«horicke,Ofhc needs it not,
Kin. Soft,Whithera-way fofaft ? To things of laic, a fellers praife belongs

A true man, or a theefc, that gallops io. She paffes prayfe, then prayle too fhort doth blot.
Ber. I poft from Loue,good Loucr let me go. A withered Hermite, fiuefcore winters worne,
Might fhakc off fifeie, looking in her eye :
Enter Jaqueneita arid Clowne. Beauty doth varnifh Age, as if new borne, *
laqu. God blelVc the King, And giucs the Crutch the Cradles infancic.
Kin. What Prefent haft thou there? O ’tis the Sunne that maketh all things fhine.
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Clo. Some certair.e treafon. King. By heauen, thy Loue is blacke as Ebonif
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Kin. What makes treafon heere? Berotv. Is Ebonie like her ? word diuinc ? O
Clo. Nay it makes nothing fir. A wife of l’uchwoodwere fclicitie.
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Kin. Ifitmarre nothing neither, O who can giue an oth ? Where is abooke?
1 The treafon and you goe in peace away together, That I may lweare Beauty doth beauty lacke t
laqu. Ibefeech your Grace let this Lctterbcread, If that ftie learnc not ofher eye to looke:
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, Our perfonmif-doubts it : it wastreafon he (aid. No face is faire that is not full fo blacke.
Kns. Berowne, read it ouer. llercades the Letter. Kin. O paradoxe, Blacke is the badge ofhcl!,
Ktn. Where hadft thou it ? The hue of dungeons, and the Schoolc ofnight
laqu. Of Coftard. And beauties creft becomes the hcauens well.
Kina. Where hadft thou it ? Ber. Diuels looneft tempt refcmbling fpirits of light.

fift. Of Dun t^dramadto, Dun yldramadto. O ifinblacke my Ladies browes be deckt,

Kin, How now, what is in youPwhy doft thou tear it? It mournes,that painting vfurping haire

Ber. A toy my Liedge, a toy your grace needcs not Should rauifti doters with a falie afpeft :
:

feare it. < And therfore is Ihc borne to make blacke, faire.
Lon*. It did moiie him to paftion,and therefore let’s Her fauour turnes the faftiion of the dayes
heareic. For natiue blond is counted painting now
‘Dtim. It is Berotvns writing, and heere is his name. And therefore red that would auoyd difpraife,
Ber. Ah you whorclon loggerhead, you were borne Paints it felfc bl3ckc,to imitateherbrow.

to doe me fhamc.
Dum. Tolook like her are Chimny-fwecpers blacke.
Guilty my Lord, guilty : Iconfeffc,! conteffc. Lon. And fince her time,are Colliers counted bright.
Kin. What? King. And ts£tbiops of theit fwcet complexion crake.
Ber. That you three foolcs,lackt mcc foole,to make Dnm. Dark needs no Candles now.for dark is light.
vpthe mcfTc. Ber. Y our miftreffes dare neucr come in rainc.

Hc.he, and you : and you my Liedge, and I For feare their colours (hould be waftrt away.
Are picke-purfes in Louc, and wc deferue to die, Km. ‘T were good yours did: for fir to tell you plaine,
O difmiffe this audience, and I fhall tell you more. lie flnde a fairer face not wafht to day.
‘Dnm. Now the number is euen. Ber, lie prouc her faire, or talke till dooms-dayhere.
Berotv. True true, we arc fowrc : will thefe Turtles Kin. No Diuell will fright thee then fo much as ftiee.

be gone ?
7)utna. I neuer knew man hold vile ftuffe fo decre.
Kin. Hence firs, away. Lon. Looke,hcer’s thy louc, my foot and her face fee.
Clo. Walk aiidc the true fo!ke,& let the traytors ftay. Ber, O if the ftreets were paued with thijtc eyes
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Loues) Labours loft .

As bright Apollo’s Lute, ftrung with his haire.

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Duma. O vile,then at fhe goes what vpward lyes ? And when Loue fpeakes, the yoyce of all the Gods,
The ftreet fliouldfeeas fhe walk’d ouer head. Make heauen drowfie with the harmonie.
Km. But what of this.are we not all in loue ? Neuer durfl Poet touch a pen to write,
Ber. O nothing fo fure,and thereby all forlworne. Vntillhis Inks were tempred with Loues fighes:
Kin. Then leaue this chat,& good Berown now proue O then his lines would rauiflh fauage cares,
Our louing lawfull.and our %th not torne. And plint in Tyrants milde humilitie.
Dam. I marie there, fomc flattery for this euill From womens eyes this dodtrine I deriue.
Long. O fome authority how to proceed , They fpardc ftill the right promethean fire
Some tricks, fome quillets, how to cheat the diucll. They are the Bookes, the Arts, the Achadeines,
Dam. Some falue for periurie. ThatflieWjContaine, andnounfh all theworld.
‘Ber. O 'cis more then neede. E'fe none at all in ought proues excellent.
Hauc you then affections men at armes
at Then fooles you were thefe women co forfweare
Confidcr what you firft did fwearc rnto-: Or keeping what is fworne,you will proue fooles ,

To faft,to fludy, and to fee no woman : For Wifedorr.es fake, a word that all men loue
Flat treai'on again ft the Kingly ftatc ofyouth. Or for Loues fake, a word that loues all men.
Say, Can you faft ?yout ftomacksare too young: Or for Mens fake, the author of thefe Women
And abftinence ingenders maladies. Or Womens fake, by whom we men are Men.
And where that you haue vow’d to ftudie (Lords) Let’s once ioofe our oathes tofindeour lelues.
Inthat each ofyouhaue forlworne his Booke. Or clfe we loofc our felues, to keepe our oathes •

CaH you ftil! dreame and pore, and thereon lookc. It is religion to be thus forfworne.
For when would you my Lord, or yoiror you, For Charity it felfc fulfills the Law
Haue found the ground of fludics excellence, And who can feuer loue from Chariry.
Without the beauty of a womans face ; Km. Saint Cupid chen, and Souldiers to the field.
From womens eyes this doffrinc I deriue, Ber. Aduance your ftandards, & vpon them Lords,
They are the Ground, the Bookes,the Achadems, Pell,meil.downc with them : but be firft aduis’d,
From whence doth fpring the true promethean fire. In you gee the Sunne of them.
corflitft that

Why, vniuerfall plodding poyfons vp Long. Now to plaine dealing, Lay thefe glozes by.
The nimble fpirjcs in the arteries. Shall we rcfolue to woe thefe girlcs of France?
As motion and long during adtion tyres Kin. And winne them too,therefore let vs deuife.
The iinnowy vigour of the trauailer. Some entertainment for them in their Tents.
Now for not looking on a womans face. Ber. Firft from the Park let vs condudf them thither,
You haue in that forlworne the vfe of eyes Then homeward euery man attach the hand
And ftudie too, the caufer of your vow. Of his faire Miftreffe, in the afternoone
For where any Author in the world ,
is We will with fome ftrangepafttme folate them
Teaches fuch beauty as a womans eye Such as the fhormeffeofthe time can drape.
Learning is but an adiundf to our felfc For Rate's. Dances,Maskes,and merry houres,
And where we are, our Learning likewife is. Forc-runne faire Loue, ftrewing her way with flovvres-
Then when our lclucs wc fee in Ladies eyes. Kin.A way, away, no time fhall be omitted,
With our (clues. That will be time, and may by vs be fitted.
Doe ws not likewife fee our learning there? Ber. Alone, alone lowed Cockell, reap’d no Come,
Owe haue made a Vow to ftudie, Lords, And Itiftice alwaics whTrles in equailmeafurc:
And in that vow we haue forfwornc our Bookcs s Light Wenches may proue plagues to men forlworne.
For when would you (my Lcege) or you, or you ? If lOjOiir Copper buyes no better treafure. Exeunt.
In leaden contemplation haue found out
Such fiery Numbers as the prompting eyes.
Of beauties tutors hauc mrich’d you with
Other flow Arts intirely keepethe brainc :
Jftus Quwtus.
And therefore finding barraine pradtizers
Scarce (hew a harueft of their heauy toyle.
But Loue firfl learned in a Ladies eyes, Enter the Tedm ,Curate and DuR.
Liues not alone emured in the brainc :
But with the motion of all elements, Pedant. Satis quid fufficit.
Courfes as fwift as thought in euery power Curat.I praifeGod for you fir, your reafons at dinner

And giues to cuety power a double power haucbecnefbarpeSc fententious:plealant without feur-
Abouc their functions and theiroffices. rilhty, witty without affedtion , audacious without im-
Itaddesa precious feeing to the eye: pudency, learned without opinion, and ftrange without
A Louers eyes will gaze an Eagle blinde. herefie I did conuerfe this quondam day with a compa-
:

A Louers care wjll heare the loweft found.- nion of the Kings,who is intituled,nominated,or called,
When the fufpicious head of theft is ftopt. Don Adriano de Armatho.
Louci feeling is more foft andfenfible. Bed, Nouihominum tanquam tey His humour is lofty,
Then are the tender homes of Cockled Snayles. hisdifeourfe peremptorie : his tongue filed, his eye
Loues tongue proues dainty, Bachus groffc in tafte. ambitious, his gate maiefticall, and his gcnerallbehaui-
For Valour,isnot Loue a Herculetth m . cur »aine,ridiculous,and thrifonicall, He is too picked,
S till climing trees in the He/porides. toofprucejtooaffeiSedjtDooddc, as it weie, too pere-
Subtill as Sphinx , as fwcct and muficall,. grinates I may call it.
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Curat, A mod lingular and choifc Epithac Brag, At your fweet pleafure,for the Mountaine.
Draw out bis Table-booke, Peda. I doe fans quefl ton.

Bed*. He draweth out the thred of his verbofitie, fi- Bra. Sir.it is the Kings moft fweet plcafureand af-
ner then the ftaple of his argument. I abhor fuchpha- fection, to congratulate the Princeffe at her Pauilion,in

naticall phantafims , fuch infociable and poynt deuife the fofleriors of this day , which the rude multitude call
companions, fuch rackers oforcagriphie, astofpeake the aiter-noone.

dout fine,when he fhould fay doubt; det,when he (hold Ped. The pofterior ofthz day, moft generous fir, is lia-
pronounce dcbt;d e b t,not det:he clepeth aCalf,Caufe: ble, congruent, 3nd meafurable for the affer-noone; the

halfe,hanfe;ncighbour vacatur nebour;neigh abreuiated word is well culd,chofc, fweet, and 3pt I doe allure you

nc: thisisabhominablc, which he would call abhomi- fir, I doe allure.

nableiit infinuateth me of iufamie »e mteligts domine t to

:
Brag. S ir,the King is a noble Gentleman, and my fa-
miliar, I doe affiire ye very good friend for what is in-
make franticke,lunaticke ?
:

Laus deo, bene inteHivo. ward betweenc vs, let it pafle. Idoebefeech thee re-
far a.
Veda, 'Borne boon for boor prejeian ,a little fcratcht/twil member thy curtefie. I bcfeech thee apparell thy head :

l’erue,
and among other importunate moft lerious defignes &
Enttr Bragart, Boj. and of great import indeed too : but let that p3ffe, for I
mud tell thee it will plcafe his Grace ( by the world )

Curat. Fides nc quit venit ? fometime toleanevpon my poore Ihoulder and with ,
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his royal! finger thus dallie with my excrement,with my

Veda Video, & gaudto.
muftachio but fweet heart let that pafle. By the world
Brag. Chirra. .
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Veda. Quart CHirra, not Sirra? , I recount no fable, fome cercaine fpeciall honours it

Brag. Men of peace well inceuntred. plealeth his greatnefle to impart to sslrmado a Souldier,

Moll millitarie fir falutation. a man of trauell, that hath fecne the world but let that :
Fed.
pafTe ; the very all of all is: but lweet heart, I do implore
Boy. Tney haue beene at a great fcaft oi Languages,
and ftolnc the feraps. iccrccie ,
that the King would haue mee prefent the

Clow. O they haue liu'd long on the almes-basket of

j' Princeffe (fweet chucke) with fome delightfull oftenra-
rion, orftiow , or pageant, oramicke, or fire-worke
words. I maruell thy M.hath not eaten thee for a word,
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for thou art not fo long by the head as honorificabilitu-

Now,vnderftanding that the Curate and your fweet felf
Thou arteafierfwallowedthen afiapdra- are good at fuch eruptions, and fodaine breaking out ot
dmitatibus :

myrrh as ic were ) 1 haue acquainted you withali, to

gon
Peacejthepealebcg’ns. the end to craueyour affiftance.
Page.
Fed, S r,youfhahpreient beforehertheNine Wor-
Brag. Mounficr,areyou not lettred ? .

tl ies. Sir Hoiofernes, as concerning fome entertainment

Page. Yes, yes, he teaches boyes the Horne-bookc
:

of c, me, feme ihow in the pofterior of this day to bee

Wh> a t is Ab fpeld backward with the horn on his head ? ,

Peda. ^>z,fuerkia with a home added. rendved by our affiftants the Kings command and this :

3a moft feely Sheepc, with a home you hcarc moft gallant, illuft rate and learned Gentleman, before
Pag. :

the Princeffe I fay nonefofkas to prefent the Nine

:
his learning.
Peda. Quia qttis , thou Confonant? Worthies.
Pag. The laft of the fiue Vowels if You repeat them, Curat. Where will you finde men worthy enough to
prefent them ?
or the fift if I.
Peda. lofua , your felfeimy felfe.and this gallant gen-
Peda. I will repeat them : a e I.
Pag. TheSheepe,the other two concludes it o u. tleman Iud.as Macbabem ;
this Swaine (bccauie of his
great limme or icynt) fhall pafle Pompey the great, the
Bra". Now by the fait waue of the mechteranium ,
a

fweet tutch,a quicke venc we of w it, imp lnap,

quick & Page Hercules.

home,itreioycethrr>y intelleft, true wit.

Brag. Pardon fir, error: He is not quantise enough
whieh Worthies thumb, hee is not fo bigas the end of
Page, Offered by a childe to an olde man : is for that
his Club.
wit-old. *

What is the figure? What is the figure. Peda. Shall I haue audience? he fhall prefent Hercu-
Peda.
les in minoritie : his enter and exit fhall bee ftrangling a
Page, Hornes.
Infant goe whip thy Snake ; and 1 will haue an Apologie for that purpofe.
Peda. Thou difputcs like an :

Gigge. .
An excellent dcuiee foif any of the audience
Pag. :

andlwill hifle, you may cry. Well done Hercules now chou cru-
Pa<r. Lend me yourHorneto makeone,
,

whip'aboutyourlnfamiez/wwwcz'Ma giggeof a Cuck- fheft the Snake that is the way to make an offence gra-
;

cious, though few haue the grace to doe it.

olds home. %
Clow. And I had but one penny in the world ,
thou Brag. For the reft of the Worthies?
Ginger bread: Hold, there the Veda. I will play three my felfe.
fhouldft haue it to buy
is

had ofthyMaifter, thou halfpenny Pag. Thrice worthy Gentleman.

very Remuneration I

wit, thou Pidgeon-egge of diferetion. O & the

Brag. Shall I tell you a thing ?
p Ur fc of We
heauens were fo plcafed,that thou wert but my
Baftard; Peda. attend.

wouldft thou make mee ? Goe to, Brag. We will haue, if this fadge not, an Antique. I
What a ioyfull father
fingers ends, as they fay. befcech you follow.
thou haft it addungilft the
Oh I ftnell falte Latine, dunghel for vnguem. fed. Via good-man D#/Z,thou haft fpoken no word
Peda.
while.
Brag. j4rtf-ma»prear»bulat,vrc will bee finglcd from
all this

you not educate youth at the Charg-

Do Dud. Nor vnderftood none neither fir.
the barbarous.
Ped. Alone, we will employ thee.
houfe on the top of the Mountaine ?
Dull. He make one in a dance, or fo : or I will play
Peda. Or Tilons the hill.
on
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on the taber to, the W orthics, & let them dance the hey. That fame Berosvne ile torture ere Igoe.
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Ptd. MoflZ)#$,hoiieft £>«//, to our fport away. Exit. 0 that 1 knew lie were but in by th’weekc.
How I would make him fawnc,and begge,and feeke.
Enter Ladies. And %vait the fcafon, and obferue the times,
f)u. Sweethearts we {Ball be rich ere we depart And fpend his prodigall wits in bootcles rimes.
If fairings come elms plentifully in. And fhape his leruicc wholly to my dcuite.
A Lady wal’d about with Diamonds Look you,what I : And make him proud to make me proud that icBs.
hauefrom the louing King. So pertaunt like would I o’rcfway his Bate,
Roft. Madam, came nothing elfe along with that ? That he fhold be my foolc,and I his fate.
Qu. Nothing but this yes as much loue in Kune,
:
;2«. None arc lb furely caught, when they are catcht.

As would be cranAl vp in a fhect ofpaper As Wit turn’d looIc,foHie in Wiledomc hatch’d :

Writ on both Tides the leafe,margeut and all. Hath wifedems warrant, and the hclpeofSchoole,
That he was faine to feale on fupids name. And Wits owne gricc to grace a learned Foole ?
Rofi. That was the way to make his god-head wax Rof. Tht blond ofyouth burns not with iuch exceflcj
Forhehath becnefiue thoufandyeeres a Boy. As grauities reuolt to wantons be.
Katb. I, and a (hrewd vnhappy gallovves coo. Aiar. Follie in Fooles beares not fo Brong a note,
Rof. You’ll nere be friends with him, 3 kildyour f.Qcr. Asfool’ry in the Wife, when Wit doth dote
Katb. He made her melancholy, iad, and hcauy, and Since all the power thereof it doth apply,
fo (he died : had Che becne Light like you, of inch a mcr- Toproue by Wit, worth in fimplicitie.
rie nimble {lining fpirit.fhe might a bin a Grandam ere
Ihcdied. And may you Foraiight heart huts long.
fo : Euler Bojet.
Rof. What's your darke meaning n>oufe,ofthis light Qu. Heere comes Bejet\ apd mirth in his face.
word ? hoy. O I am llab’J with laughter ,Wher s her Grace?
Kat. A light condition in a beauty darkc. fu. Thy newts Soya ?
Rof. We need more light to finde your meaning out. Boy. Prepare Madame, prepare.
Kat. You'll Riarre the light by taking it in fnuffc Arme Wenches arme, incounters mounted are,
Therefore Ilcdarkely end the argument. Againfl your Peace, Loue doth approach,difguis’d
Rof Look what you doe, you doe it flil i’th darke. j
Armed in arguments, you’ll be furpriz/d.
Kat. So do not you, for you are a light Wench. MuBer your Wits, Band in your ownc defence, ^
Rof. Indeed l waigh not you.und therefore light. i Or hide your heads like Cowards.and flie hence.
Ka. You waigh »nenot,0 that’s you care not for me. Qu .
;. Saint Dents is to S .Cupid-. What are they.
Rof Great reafon : for part carc.is Bill pafi cure. That charge their breath agamlt vs ? $3y fcout fay.
fgu. Well bandieu both, a fee of Wit well played. Boy. Vnderthe coele fhade of a Siccamorc,
But Rofaltne , you haue a Fauour too ? 1 thought to dole mine eye3 fomc halfe an home
Who fentit ? and what is it ? When lo to interrupt my purpos'd reft.
Ros. I would you knew'. Toward that fhade I might behold addreft,
And if my face were but as fairc as yours. r The King and his companions: waiely
My Fauour were as great, be witnefle this '

J Bole intoneighbour thicket by.

a

Nay, I haue Vcrfes too,l thank*: Bercmne, And ouer-heard, what you Hull ouer-hcarc :
The numbers true, and were the numbring too, That by and by difguis’d they will be heere
I were the fair eft goddefle on the ground. . Their Herald is a pretty knauifh Page :

I am compar’d to twenty thoufand {airs. That well by heart hath con'd his embaflage,
O he hath diawne my pifture in his letter. A dbon and accent did they teach him there.
fu. Any thing like? ,
Thus muft thou fpeake.and thus thy body bcarc.
Rof. Much in the letters, nothing in the pi aj^c. And eticr and anon they made a doubt,
Qu. Beauteous as Incke : a good conclufion, i Prefence maielhcall would put him cut
Kat. Faire asa text B.in a Coppicbooke. For quoth the King, an Angeii fha»c thou lee ;
Rof. W are penfals.How?Lec menot die your debtor, j
j

Yet feare not thou, but fpcake audacioufly

My red Domfi)jcall, my golden letter. j
,r |
The Bov reply’J, An Angell is not euill

O that Vour face were full ofOes. i

I fhouldT.aue fear’d her,had flic beenc.a deuill.
flu. A Pox of that ieft,and I bemrew all Stowes: With that all laugh’d, and clap’d him on the fhoulder,
But Katherine, what was fent to you Making the bold wagg by their praifes bolder.
From fairc Dumatne ? One rub'dhis elboe thus, and fleer’d, and lwoie,
Kat, Madame, this Gloue, p ,
, , , A better fpeech was neuerfpoke before. - ,
flu. Did he not fend you ewaine / Another wich his finger and his ebumbj
Kat. Yes Madame ;apd mpfeoucr, rj rr Cry’d via. yye will doo t, come wlm will come.
Sokjc thoufand Y^t/es of a faithfall Loucr. The third lie caper’d and cried, All goes well.
A hugetrapflacionofhypoccih?^'! I ;->ru; /tier. . The fourth turn’d on the toe, and downe befell
Vil^lytjompil^d, profound fynpliciijc. ,'I With that they all did tumble on the ground
Mar. This,artd thefe Peq.r^y, to me fept Longyailc. Wich fuch a zelous laughter fioprofound,
The Letter is too long by haifeamiic. That in this-fpleene ridiculous appeares
fLt. I thinly no lc(J$; |3oft
;
thou vyifh ifl.heart To checke their folly paflions folemne tcarcs.
The Chalne were longer, and Lett,er-fljjOiit.. fuee. But what, but whar,eome they to vifit vs?
Aiar. I,or I would thefe hjnds iqighfjie^ffrparT. Boy. They da,they,do$andatc apparel’d thus.
flute. We arc wife girlcs^ fliockeout Lowers fo. Like Tslufceuitcs, or Ruffians, as I gefle.
Rof They arc wotfc fpoles^o parefiafe mocking fo. Their purpofe is to parlec,to court, and dance,
M 3
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And eucry one his Loue-fcat will aduance Boy. Nothing but peace, and gentle vifitation.
Vnto his i'cuerall MiftrefTe: which they’ll know Rofa. Why that they haue,and bid them fo be gon.
By fauours feuerall, which they did bcftow. Boy. She faies you haue it, and you may be gon.
fifteen. And will they l'o?the Gallants fhall be taskt: Kin. Say to her wc haue meafur’d many miles
For Ladies ; we will euevy one be maskt To tread a Meafure with you on the graffc.
And not aman of them fhall haue the grace Boy. They fay
that they haue mealut’d many amile,
Defpight of lute, to ice a Ladies face. To tread a Meafure with you on this graffe.
Hold Rofitline, this Fauour thou fhalt weave, Refit. It is not fo. Aske them how many inches

And then the King will court thee for his Deare : Is in one mile? If they haue meafur’d manie

Hold, take thou this my fweet, and giue me thine. The meafure then of one is eaflie told.
So fhall Berorvne take me for B^ofaline. Boy. If to come hither, you haue meafur’d miles
And change your Fauours too, l'o fhall your Loues And many miles : the PrincclTe bids you tell,
Woo contrary, deceiu'd by thefe remoues. How many inches doth fill vp one mile ?
Rofa. Come on then.weare the faujpurs moll in fight- Ber. Tell her we meafure them by weary fteps.
JCatb. But in this changing,What is your intent? Boy. Shehearesherfelfe.
Queen. The cffe6l of my intern is to croffe theirs Rofa. How manic wearie fteps,
They doe it but in mocking merriment, Of many wearie miles you haue ore-gone.
And mocke for mocke is ouely my intent. Are numbred in the trauell of one mile?
Their feuerall couniels they vnbol’ome fhall. Bero. We numb cr nothing that wc fpend for you,
To Loues miftooke,and fo be mockt withall. Our dutie is fo rich, fo infinite.

Vpon the next occafion that we mcete. That we may doe it ftill without accompt.
With Vilages difplay d to talke and greete. V ouchfafe to fhew the funfhine of your face,
Rof. But fhall we dance, if they dcfire vs too’t? That we ( like fauages) may worfhip it.
Quee. No, to the death wc will not moue a foot Rofa. Myface is but a Moone and clouded coo«

Nor to their pen’d l’peech render we no grace Km. Blellcd are clouds, to doe as fuch clouds do.

But while *tis fpoke,cach turtle away his face. Vouchfafe bright Moone, and thefe thy ftars tofhine,
Boy. Why that contempt will kill thekeepers hear:, (Thoie clouds remooued ) vpon our waterie eyne.
And quite diuorcc his memory from his part. "Rofa. O vaine peticioncr, beg a greater matter,
fftuet. Therefore I doe it, and I make no doubt.
Thou now Moonefhinc in the water.
requefts but

The reft will ere come in, if he be out. Kin. Then

our meafure, vouchfafe but one change,
in

Theres no fuch fport, as fport by fport orithrowne : Thoub-:dft me begge, this begging is not ftrange.
To make theirs ours, and ours none but our ownc. Rofa. Play mufickc then nay you mud doe it foone.
:

So fhall we flay mocking emended game, Not yet no dance : thus change 1 Moone.
like the

And they well mockr,depart away with fhame. Sound. Km. Willyounot dance ? How come you thus e-
Boy. TheTrompetfounds , bemaskt, themaskers ftranged?
come. Rofa. YourookethcMooneat full, butnowfticc’s
changed ?

Enter Blacky moeres with mufteke , the 'Boy with a [fetch Kin. Y et ftill fhe is the Moone, and I the Man.
and the reft of the Lords difgutfed. Rofa. Themufickplaycs, vouchfafe fome motion to
it: Our eares vouchfafe it.
Page. Allhailc jhertcheft 'Beauties on the earth. Kin. But your legges fhoulddoeit.

Ber. Beauties no richer then rich Taffata. Ref. Since you are ftrangers,8c come here by chance,
Pag. A holy pareell of the faireft dames that euer turn'd Wee’ll not be nice, take hands, we will not dance.
their backet to mart all vietoes. Kin. Why take you hands then ?
their backcs to him.
The Ladies turne Rofa. Onelie to part friends.

Ber. Their eyes vilhine, their eyes. Curtfic fweet hearts, and fo the Meafure ends.

Pag, That euer turn'd their eyes to martall vie veer. Kin. More meafure of this meafurc.be not nice.
Out Rofa. We
can afford no more at fuch a price.
Boy True, out indeed. Km. Prife your felues: What buyes your companie ?
Pag Out ofy our fauours heauenlyJpirits vouchftfe Your abfcnce onelie.
Rofa.
Nottobtholde. That can neuer be.
Kin.
Ber. Once to behold, rogue. Refit. Then cannot we be boughtiand fo adue.

Pag Once to behold withyour Sunne beamed eyes, Twice to your Vifor.e, andhalfe once to you.
With your Sunne beamed eyes. Kin. If you denie to dance, let’s hold more chat.

Boy. They will nor anfwcrto that Epythitc, Ref. In priuate then.
You wcobeft call it Daughter beamed eyes. Km. I am beft pleas’d with that.

Pa$, They donor ma'ke me, and that brings me out. •Se.White handed Miftris,one fweet word with thee.
Bje'ro. Is this your perfechie(Te:?bc gon you rogue. jQu. Hony.and Milke.and Sugcr:therc is three.

Rofa. What would thele (hangers ? Ber. Nay then two treyes, an if you grow fo nice
Know their mindes Bejet. Mcthegline,Wort, and Malmfey j well runne dice:
If they doe fpeake our language, ’tis our will There’s halfe a dozen fwcets.
That fome plaine man recount their purpofes. Qjt Seuenth fweet adue, fin cc you etneogg.
Know what they would ? He play no more with you.
Ber. One word in fecret. n
Bayet. What would you with the Princes l
Ber. Nothing but peace, and gentle vifitation. fife. Let it not be fweet.
Ref. What would they, fay they? Btr. Thou grecu’ftmy gall.
Queen.
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Qu. Will they returned
L39__J
l Qu. Gall, bitter. /

Ber. Therefore njccte. Boy, They will they will, God knowes.
‘Du. Will yoa vouchfafe with me to change a word? And leape for ioy, though they arc lame with blowes:
Mar. Name it. Therefore change Fauours, and when they repaire.
Hum. Faire Ladic: Blow like fwcet Rofes, in this fummer aire.
Mar. Say you fo? Faire Lord: flu. How blow? how blow? Speake to bee vnder-
Take you that for your faire Lady. flood. I

Du. Pleafe it you, Boy. Faire Ladies maskt,are Rofes in their bud :
As much in priuate, and lie bid adieu. Difmaskc, their damaske fwcet commixture fhowne,
Mar. What, was your vizard made without a tong? Are Angels vailing clouds, or Rofes bl^wne.
Long. I know the reafon Ladic why you aske. ,
Qu. Auant perplexitie What {hall vve do. :

CUar. O for your reafon, quickly hr, I long. owne fhapes to wo i

If they returne in their

Long. Youhaueadoublctonguewithinyour mask. Rofa. Good Madam, if by me you’l be aduis’d.

And would affoord my fpeechlefle vizard halfe. Let's mocke them ftill as well knowne as.difguis’d

Mar. Vcale quoth the Dutch-man is not \ : eale a Lee vs complaine to them what foolcs were he3te,
Calfe ?
Difguis’d like Mufcouites in fhapelefle gearc
Long. A Calfe faire Ladic ? And wonder what they were, and to what end
Mar. No, a faire Lord Calfe. Their fhallow fbowes, and Prologue vildely pCn’d :
v
j

Long. Let’s part the word. I And their rough carriage fo ridiculous,
Mar. Nojllenotbeyourhalfc '
Should be prclcntcd at our Tent to vs.
Take all and weanc it, it may prouc an Oxc. Boyet. Ladies, withdraw : the gallants areat hand.
Long. Lookc how you but your lelfein thefc fharpe Quee. Whip to our Tents, as Roes runnes ore Land.
, mockes. Exeunt.
Will you giuc homes chaft Ladic ? Do not fo. Enter the King and the reft.

Mar. Then die a Calfe before your horns do grow.

Lon. One word in priuate with you ere I die. King. Faire fir.God fauc you. Wher’s the Princefle ?
CMar. Bleat l'oftly then, the Butcher hcares you cry. Boy. Gone to her Tent.
Boyet. The tongues of mocking wenches are as keen Pleafe it your Maieflie command me any fcrufce to her?
As is the Razors edge, inuifiblc : King. That fhe vouchfafe me audience for one word.
Cutting a ftnaller haire then may be feene, Boy. I will, and fo will fhe, I know my Lord. Exit.
Abouc the fenfc offence fo fcnfible Ber. This fellow pickes vp wit as Pigeons peafe.
Scemeth their conference, their conceits haue wings, And vr.ters it 2gainc, when loue doth pleafe.
Fleeter then arrows, bullets wind,thoght,lwifter things He is Wits Pcd!cr,and ictailes his Wares,
Rofa. Not one word more my maides, breakcoff, At Wakes, and WafTels, Meetings, Maikets, Faires.
breakc off. And we that fell by grofle, the Lord doth know,
Ber. By heauen, all drie beaten with pure fcofFe. Hauenot the grace to grace it with fuch fliow.
King. Farewell madde Wenches, you haue Ample This Gallant pins the Wenches on his fleeue.
wits. Exeunt. Had he bin *.Aetim, he had tempted Sue.
fu. Twentie adieus my frozen Mufcouits. He can carue too, and lifpe Why this is he, :

Are thefe the breed of wits fo wondred at ? Tim kifl away his hand in courteflc. -

Boyet. Tapers they are, with your fwcete breathes This is the Ape of Forme, Monfleur the nice.
puft out. That when he plaics atTnbles.chides the Dice
^oyi.Wel-liking wits they haue, gro(re,grofTe,fat,fat. In honorable tearmes : Nay he can fing

flu. O pouettie in wit, Kingly poore flout. A mcane mod meanly, and in Vfhering
Will they not (thinke you) hang thcmfclues to night? Mend him who can : him fwcete.
the Ladies call
Or cuer but in vizards fhew their faces: T he ftaires as he treads on them kifle his feete.
This pert Bcrowne was out of count’nance quite, This is the flower that frniles on cuerie one,
Rofa. They were all in lamentable cafes. To fhew his teeth as white as Whales bone.
The King was weeping ripe for a good word. And confcieticcs tha t vvil not die in debt.
flu. Berovone did fweare himfelfc cut of all fuite. Pay him the ducic of honie*tongued Boyet.
Mar. Dumame was at my fe r uicc, and his fword : King. A blifleron his fweet tongue with my hart.
No point (quoth I:) my feruant ftraight was mute, That put Armatboes Page out of his part.
Ka. Lord Longauidfoid I came ore his hart
And trow you what he call'd me? Enter the Ladies.
Qu. Qualme perhaps.
Kat. Yes in good faith. Ber. See where it comes. Behauiour what wer’t thou,
flu. Goficknefleas thou art. Till this madman fhew’d thee ? And what art thou now?
Rof. Well, better wits haue worne plain ftatute Gaps, King. All haile fweet Madame, and faire time ofday,
Eut vvil ypry heare; the King is my loue fwornc. Qu. Faire in all Haile is foulc.as 1 concciue.
Qu. And quicke Bfrowne hath plighted faith to me, Kmg. Conftrue my fpeeches better, if you may.
Kat. And Longautll was for my fcrnice borne. Qu. Then wilb me better, I wil giue yoft leaue.
Mar. Dumame is mine a3 Cure as batke on tree, King W
e came to vifit you,and purpofc now
Boyet. Madaro,and prettie miftrefles giuc earc. To leadc you to our Court, vouchfafe it then.
Immediately they will againe behccre Qu. This field fhal hold me, and fohold your vow i
In their ©Wuc fbapes : for it can ncuer bc,i Nor God, nor I, delights in periur’d men.
They will dige&this harfli indigniric- King. Rebuke me not for that which you prouoke
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T he vertue of your eie muft breakc my och. Figures pcdanticall, thel'e fummer flics
j
^You nickname vertue: vice you ftiould haue fpoke: Haue blowne me full of maggot oftentation.
For vertues office neuer breakes men troth. I do forfweare them, and 1 heere proteft,
Now by my maiden honor, yet as pure By this white Glouc (how white the hand God
knows)
As the vnfallied Lilly, I proteft, Henceforth my woiag mindc (hall be expreft
A world of torments though I fhould endure, In ruflet yeas, and honeft kerfieooes.
I>would not yceld to be your houfes gucft : And to begin W ench, fo God hclpe me law.
So much I hate a breaking Caufe to be My loue to thee is founder cracke or flaw, •

Ofheauenly oaths, vow'd with integritic. Rof*. S*ns,fws,l pray you. ,

'

Kin. O
you haue hu d in defoiation heere, Ber. Yetlhaueatricke
Vnfeene, vnui(ited,niuch to our fhamei Of the old rage beare with me, I am fickei
:

J2». Not lo my Lord, it is not to I fwcare, He leaue it by degrees foft, let vs fee,
:

W e haue had pafhmes hecre,and pleafant game, W rite Lord haue mercie on vs, on thofc
three
Amefle ofRulfians left vs but of late* They are infe&cd, in their hearts it lies
Km. How Madam? Rufsians ? They haue the plague, and caught it ofyour eyes
Qu_. I in truth, my Lord. Thefc Lords are vifited, you are not free
Trim gallants, lull oi Courtfhip and of (fate. For the Lordstokcnsonyoudo I fee.
Refit. Madam fpeake true. not fo my Lord
It is : O^Nojthey ate free that gaue thefc tokens to vs.
My Ladie (to the manner of the daies ) Ber. Our- ftates are forfeit, feeke not to vndo vs.
In curtefic gines vndeferumg praife. Rof It is not fo ; for how can this be true,
We foure indeed confronted were with tourc That you (land forfeit, being thofe that futf.
In Rufsia habit Hcerc they Hayed an hourc.
: Ber. Peace, for I will not haue to do with you.
And talk'd apace and in that houre (my Lord)
: Rof. Nor fhall not, ifl do as I intend.
They did not blcfle vs with one happy word. Ber. Speakc foryourfelues,my wit is at an end.
I dare not call them fooles; but this I thinkc, King. Teach vs fweete Madame, for our rudetrsnf-
When they are thirff ie, fooles would faine haue drinkc. grefsion , fome faire excufc.
Her, This ieft is drieto me. Gentle lVecte, The faireftis confefsion.
Your wits makes wife things foolifh when we create Were you not heere but euen now, difgi^s’d ?
With eics beft feeing, heauens fierie eic : Kin. Madam,Iwas.
By light we loofe light your capacitie ;
And were you well aduis’d?-
J2.u.
Is of that nature, that to your huge itoore, Km. Iwas fairdMadam.
Wife things feeme foolifti, and rich things but peorc. Qjs. When you then were heere,
Ref. This proues you wife and rich : tor in my cie What did you whifper in your Ladies eare j
Ber. I am a foole.and full of pouertie. King. That more then all the world 1 did refpeift her
Rof But that you take what doth to you belong. Qu. When thee (hail challenge this, you will rcied
It were a fault to fnitch words from my tongue. her.- ’
.»c'

'Ber. 0, 1 3m yours. and all that I poflefle. King. Vpon mine Honor no.
Rof. All the foole mine. Qu. Peace,peace,forbeare
Esr. cannot giue you leffe.
I your oath once broke, you force not to forfweare.
Ref. Which of the Vizards what it that you wore ? Kmg. Defpile me when'I breake this oath of mine.
Ber. Wnere? when? What Vizard ? Qu^ I will, and therefore keepe it, Roftlme,
Why demand you this ? What did the Rufsian whifper in your eare ?
Rof. There, then, that vizard, that fuperfluous cafe, Rof. Madam, he fwore that he did hold me deare
That hid the vvorfe, and fhevv'd-the better face. As precious eye-fight, and did value me
Kin. - We are difcried, Abouethis World radding thereto moreouer.
They’l mocke vs now downeiight. That he would Wed me, or elfc diemy Louer.
Du. Let vs confclfe.and turneit to a left. Qu. God giue thee ioy of him the Noble Lord :

Quf- Amaz'd my Lord ? Whylookes your Highnes Moft honorably doth vphold his word. 1

fadde ? King. What meaneyou Madame?

Hclpe hold his browes,hee’I foundrwhy looke
Reft, By my life, my rroth,
'
you pale ? Ineuer fwore this Ladie fuch an otb. • ‘

Sea-ficke I thinkecomtningfroinMufcmiie. Rof. By heauen you did; and to confirmed flame,

Ber. Thus pourc the ffars down plagues for periury. you gaue me this But take it fir againe.
:
3 *
Can any face of bratfe hold longer out ? Kmg. My faith and this, the Princcfle I didgiut,
Heere Hand I. Ladic dart thy skill a,: me, I knew her by this Iewell on her fleeue.

Bruife me with fcorne, confound me with a flout* ££u. pardon me fir, this Iewell did (he wcare.
Thruft thy fharpe wit quite through my ignorance. And Lord Berowne (I thanke him) is my deare. 1

Cut me to peeces with thy kcene conceit What? Will you haue me, or your Pearle againe ?
:

And I will with thee neuer more to danc^j -

"f I remit both twaine*
Ber. Neither of either,
Nor neuer more in Rufsian habit waite. 1 fee Heere was a confent.
the cricke on’t :

'
O! neuer will I truft to fpeechespen*d, Knowing aforehand of our merriment,
'
Nor tothe motion ofaSchoole-boies torlgu’e. * TodaftiitlikeaCbriftmasCoroedie* - -

Nor neuer come in vizard to my friend, Sotnecarry-talc,fomepleafe-man,fome flight Zauie,

Nor woo in rime like a blind-harpers longue, Somemumble-newes, fome trcncher-knighrvfoiii'DieW
Taffata phrafes,fiiken tearmes precife, Thacimileshischeckcinyeares and knowev the trick ’

Three-pil'd Hyperboles, fpruce affc&iony To m ake nay Lady laugh, when (he's dispos'd ;

- Told
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Told our intents before : which once difclos’d. royall fweet breath, as will vttcr a brace of words,

The Ladies did change Fauours; and then wc Qu. Doth this man ferue God?
Following the fignes, woo’d but the figne of flie. Her. Why aske you ?
Now to our periurie, to adde more terror. He fpeak’s not like a man of God’s making.
We are againe forfworne in will and error. Hrag. That’s all one my faire fweet honie Monarch:
Muchvpon this tis: and might not you For I protefl, the Schoolmader is exceeding fantadicall:
Foredall our fport, to make vs thus vntrue ? Too too vaine, too too vaine. But we wil put it(as they
Do not you know my Ladies foot by’th fqujer ? fay) to Fortuna delaguar, I wifh you the peace of mindc

And laugli vpon the apple of her eie ? mofl royall cupplement.
And dandbetweeueherba-. <e fir,and the fire, KingMett is like to be a good prefence of Worthies;
Holding a trencher, ieding mcrrilie? He prefents Hettor of Troy, theSwain cPompey^ great,
You put our Page out go, y< u are alowd. the Parifh Curate Alexander, Armadoes Page Hercules,
:

Die when you will, a l'mccke fhall beyourfhrowd. the Pedant Iudao Afachabetu Andifthcfe foure Wor-
:

You leere vpon me, do you < There’s an eie thies in their fird fhew thriue, thefefoure will change

Wounds Like a Leaden fword. habites,and prefent the other fiue.

Boy. Full merrily hath this braue manager, this car- Her. There is fine in the fird fhew.

rcere bene run. Kin. You

arcdeceiuedjtisnot fo.
Her. Loe, he is tilting ftraight. Peace, Ifiauedon. Her. The Pedant, the Braggart,the Hedge-Pried, the
Foole,and the Boy,
Enter Clswne. Abate throw at Novum, and the whole world againe.
Cannot pricke out fiue fuch, take each one tn’s vaine.
Welcome pure wit* thou part’ll a faire fray. Kin The fhip is vnder faile,and here flic corns amain.
.

Clo O Lord fir, tViey would kno.

Whether the three worthies (hall come in, or no. Enter Pompey.
Her. What, are there but three?
C/c.No fir, but it is vara fine. Clo. I Pompey am.
For euerie one purfents three. Ber. You lie, you are not he
Her. And three times thrice is nine. Clo. / Pompey am.
CYs.Not fo vnder corredf ion fir, I hope it is not fo.
fir, Hoy. Wich Libbards head on knee.
You cannot beg vs fir,I can affure you fir, we know what Her. Well faid old mocker,
we k$o w : I hope fir three times thrice fir. I mud needs be friends with thee.
Hek. Is not nine. Clo I Pompey am, Pompey furnam'd the big,
Clo. Vnder corre&ion fir, wee know wbere-vntill it 'Du. The great.
doth amount. r Clo. It is great fir : Pompey furn tim’d the great
Ber.By Ioue, I alwaiestooke three threes for nine. That oft in field wtth Targe end Shield,
,

Clow. O Lord fir, it were pittieyou (hould get your did make my foe to fwcat
huingby reckning fir. Andtramiltng along this coaft , Ihee*e am come by chance,
Her. How much is it? And lay my Artnet before the legs of t hit fweet Lajjeof
Clo .'
;
Q Lord the parties themfclues,the aftors
fir, fir France.
will fhew where-vntill it doth amount : for mine owne If your Ladifhip would fay thankes Pompey ft had done.
part, I am (as they fay, buc to perfect one man in one La. Great thankes great Pompey,
poore man) Hampton the great fir. Clo. Tis not fo much worth but : I hope I wasper-
Her. Art thou one of the Worthies ? feft. I made a little fault in great.
Clo. Itpleafedthemtothinkemeworthie of Pompey Her. My hat to a halfe-penie ,
Pompey prooues the
owne part, I know riot the degree of
the great : for mine bed Worthie.
the Worthie, but I am to (land for him.
Her. Go, bid them prepare. Exit. Enter Curatefor Alexander.
Clo. Wc will turne it finely off fir, wc wil take fome V
care. Curat, when in the world I lin'd, l wot theworldes Com-
King. Berowne , they will fhame vs mander :
Let them not approach. Hy Eaft, Weft, North, & South, / tyred my conquering might
Her.' We are fhame-proofe my Lord and’tisfome : Aly Scutcheon plaine declares that I am Ahfander.
policie, to haueone fhew worfe then the Kings and his Hoict. Y our nofe faies no, you are not
companie. For it (Lands too t ight.
Kin. I fay they fhall not come. Her, Your nofe fmcls no, in this mod tender fmel-
Qu. Nay my good Lord, Let me ore-rule you now; ling Knight.
That fport beftpleafes, that doth leaf! know how. Qu. The Conqueror is difmaid :

Where Zeale llriues to conrent, and the contents Proceede good Alexander.
’

Dies in the Zeale of that which it prefents : Cur. When in the world I lined, I was the worIdes Cortf
Their forme confounded, makes mod forme in mirth. ntander.
When great things labouring perifh in their birth. Hoiet. Mod true, ’tis right :
you were fo Altfander.
Her A right defeription of our fport my Lord,
. Her. Pompey the great.
Clo. your leruant and C°tyard.
Enter Hraggart. 'Ser.Takc away the Conqueror, take away Altfander
Clo. O fir.you hauc ouerthrowne Altfander the con-
"£rag Annomtcd, I implore fo much eipenceofthy queror : you will be ferap’d out of the painted cloth foe
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142 hones Labour slojl. I

this your Lion that holds his Pollax fitting on a clofe

:
Boi. But is this Hettor ?
ftoole, willbe giuen to Aiax. He will be the ninth wor- Kin. I thinke Hettor was not fo olcanc timber’d.
thie. A Conqueror, and affraid tofpeake?Runnc away Lon. His legge is too big for Hettor.
for fhame Altfander. There an t fhall pleafe you : a foo- Bum. MoreCalfeccrtaine.
lifh milde man, an honeft man,looke you,& foon daflit. Boi. No, he is beft indued in the fnaall.
He is a maruellous good neighbour infooth, and a verie Ber. This cannot be Hettor.
good Bowler but for Altfander, alas you l’ee,how ’tis a
: Bum. He’s a God or a Painter.for he makes faces.
little ore-parted. Butthereare Worthies a comming, Brag. The Armipotent Mars ofLaunces the almighty
t
willfpeake their nunde in fome other fort. Exit Cm. gatte Hedlor a gift.

Qu. Stand afidc good Pompey. Bum. AgilcNutmegge.

Ber. A Lemmon.
Enter Pedant for Iudas, and the Hoyfer Hercules . Lon. Stuckewith Cloues.
Bum. No clouen.
Ted. Great Hercules is preferred by this Impe, B rag. The Armipotent UWars ofLauncet the almighty,
Whofe Club kil’d (ferberus that three-headed Cetntts , (fane Hellor a gift, the heire of lllion ;
And when he was a babe, a chjlde, a fhrirnpe, A manfo breathed, that certaine he wouldfi*ht: yea
Thus did he firangle Serpents in his Mamu :. Prom morne till night, out of his Postillion .

^wow^w.hefcemeth in minoritie. I amthatFlower.

Ergo, I come with this Apologte. Bum. That Mint.

Kecpe fome flate in thy exit, and vanilh. Exit Hoy Long. TlmCullambine.
Ped. Iudas lam. Brag. Sweet Lord Longiitull reinethy tongue.
Bum. Aludas? Lon. I mull rather giue it tbcrcine: for it runr.es a-
Ped. Not
Ifeartot fir. gainft Hellor.
Iudas I am jeltped tJMachabexs. Bum. I.and Heller’s a Grey-hound.
Bum. Ittdas Machabetu dipt, is plaine Iudas. Brag. The fwcct W
ar-man is dead and rotten.
Her. A kifsing traitor. How art thou prou d Iudas ? Sweet chuckes,bcat not the bones of the buried :
Ped. Iudas I am. But I will forward with my deuice;
Bum. The more fhame for you Iudas. Sweet Royaltic bellow on me the fence ofbearing.
ped. What roeane you fir?
Hot. To make Iudas hang himfelfe. BerorvneJleppes forth.
Ped. Begin fir, you are my elder. f$u. Speake braue Hedor,wc are much delighted.
Her. Well follow’d, Iudas was bang’d on an Elder. ) Brag. I do adore thy fweet Graces Clipper.
Ted. I will not be put out of countenance. Boy. Loues her by the foot,
'
Per Becaufe thou haft no face. Bum. He may not by the yard.
j

Ped. What is this? B rag 7 his Heelorfanefarm ounted Hannibal!.

Hoi. ACitternehead. The partie is gone.
Bum. The head of a bodkin. (flo. Fellow Bettor is gone; fheis twomoueths

Her. A deaths face in a ring. on her way.

Lon. The face of an old Roman coine, fcarcc feme. Hra*.
<3
What meancfl thou ?
Hoi. The pummcll of ('afars Faulchion. Clo Faith vnlefle you play the honeft Troyan, the
Bum. The caru’d-bone face on a Flaske. poore Wench is caft away: fhe's quick,the child brags
Her. S.Gcorgcs ha’fc checke in a brooch. in her belly alrcadietis yours. :

Bum. and in a brooch of Lead,

I, Brag. Doll thou infamonizeme among Potentates?
Her. I, and wornein the cap of a Tooth-drawer. Thoulhalt die.
And now forward, for we haue put thee in countenance Clo , T hen fhall Hedlor be whipt for Iaqucnetta that

Ped. You haue put me out of countenance. is quicke by him, and hang’d for Pompey, tint is dead by

Her. Fnlle, we h3iic giuen thee faces. him.

Ted. But you hauc out-fac’d them all. Bum. Moll rare Tompcy.
Her. And thou weft a Lion, we would do fo. Boi Renowned Pompey.
Hov. Therefore as he is, an Affe, let him go : Her. Greater then great, great, great, great Pompey ;

And fo adieu fwcct Iude. Nay, why deft thou ftay ? Pompey the huge.
Bum. For the latter end of his «Jmc. Bum. Hecftor trembles.
Her. For the Affe to the Iude giuc it him. Iui-as a. Ber. Pompey is moued, mote Atees more Atccs ftirre
way. them, or ftirre them on.
Ped'. This not generous, not gentle, not humble.
is Bum. Hecftor will challenge him'.
Boy. A li ght for monfie'ur Iudas fit grdwes darke,he Ber. 1, ifa’hauc no more mans blood in’s belly, then
mayftumblc. will fup a Flea.
Que. AlaspoorccJMachabetts, how hath hecbecne J?r<*jr
Jn
Ry the North-pole I do challenge thee.

baited. Clo. not fight with a pole like a Northern man}

I wil
Enter Hraggsrt. He flafh,Ile do it by the fword I pray you let oiec bor-
:

row my Armes againe. •,

Ber. Hide thy head aAchilles, hccrc comes Hettorin Burn. Ropme for the incenfed Worthies.
Armes. Clo. lie do it in my fliirt.
jV -

Bum Though my mockes come home by me, I will Bum. Moft refolute Pompey.
UjOW be mcrric. __
,
Page. Mafter, let me take you a button hole lower:
f King- Bettor was but a Troyan in refpcdl of this. Do you not fee Tompey is mealing for the combat: what
rocanc
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Loues Labour s loft. 143

I meaneyou? you will lofe your reputation. V 5 ry ing in fubie&s as the eie doth roule, .
‘

Ting. Gentlemen and Souldiers pardon me, 1 will T o cucric varied obieft in his glance :

not combat in my (hire. Which partie-coated prefence of loofe loue

X)u. You may not denie it , Pempej hath made the Put on by vs, ifin your heauenly eics,
challenge. Haue misbccom’d our oathes and grauities.
'Brag. Sweet bloods, I both may, and will Thofe heauenlic eics that looke into thefe faults,
Ber What reafon haue you for’!? Suggeded vs to make therefore Ladies :

Brag.The naked truth of it is, I hauc no ftiirt, Our loue being yours, the error that Loue makes
I go woolward for penance. I
Islikcwifcyonrs. We to our felues proucfalfc,
Boy. True, and it was inioyned him in Rome Idr want |
By being once falfe, for cuer to be true
of Linnen fince when, lie be fworne he wore none, but
:
l To thofe that make vs both, faire Ladies you.
adifhdout of IaqucnettM, and that nee weares next his And euen that falfhood in it felfe a finne.
heartforafauour. Thus purifies it felfe, and turnes to grace.
We haue receiu’d your Letters, full ofLoue:
Enter a Aiejfenger } MonJienr Marcade. Your Fauours, the AmbafTadors of Lone.
And in our maiden counfaile rated them.
Mar. God faueyou Madame. At eourtdiip, pleafant ied, and curtefie,
Qh. Welcome Marcade } but that thou interrupted Asbumbad and as lining to the time:

our merriment. But more deuout then thefe are our refpe&s
Marc. am forrie Madam, for th: newes
I I bring is Haue we not bene, and therefore met your loues
heauie in my tongue. The King your father In their Gwnefafhion,hkea merrimenr.
Qt*. Dead for my life. jD«.Our letters Madam, die w’d much more therticlh
Mar. Eucn fo : My talc is told. Lon. So did ouriookes.
Ber. Worthies away, the Scene begins to cloud. J]ofa. We did not coat them fo.
Brag. For mine owne part, I breath free breath : I Kin. Now at the latcd minute of the houre,;
hatie feene the day of wrong, through the little hole of Grant vs your loues.
diferetion, and 1 will right my felfe like a Souldier. Qh. A rime me thinkes too fhort,
i Exeunt Worthies T o make a world-without-end bargaine in
Kin. How fare’s your Maiedie? No,nomy Lord, yourGracc is pernir’d much,
t
Qtt. Bojct prepare, I willaway to night. Full ofdeare guiltinede, and therefore tins
Kin. Madame not fo, I do befccch you day. If for my Loue (as theic is no luch caufc)
Qh. Prepare I fay. I thanke you gracious Lords You will do ought, thu flail you do for me.
For your faire endcuours and entreats
all Youroth I will not trud: but go with fpeed
Out of a new fad-foulc, that you vouchfafe, To fome forlorne and naked Hermitage,
In yourrich wifedomc to cxcufe,or hide, Remote from all thepleafuics of the world
The libcrall oppofition ofonr fpirits, There day, vntill the twelucCelediall Signes
If oucr-boldly we haue borne our felues, Haue brought about their annual! reckoning,
In the conuerfc of breath (your gentlenefie if this auderc infociablc life,

Was guilcie ofit.) Farewell worthie Lord . Change not your offer made in hcate ofblood :

A heauie heart bearcs not a humble tongue. Iffrods, and fads, hard lodging, and thin weeds
Excufeme fo, commin^ fo fhort ofthankes. Nip not the gaudie blofiomes of your Loue,
For my great fuite, fo eafily obtain'd. But that it beare this triall,and lad loue
Kin . The extreme parts of time,cxtremc!ie formes ’
Then of the yeare.
at the expiration

AH caufcs to the purpofe ofhis fpeed : Come challenge me, challenge me by thefe delcrts.
And often at his verie loofe decides And by this Virgin palme, now killing thine,
That, which long procefle could not arbitrate. I will be thine and: till chat indant fhut
And though the mourning brow of progenie My wofull felfe vp in a mourning houfe.
Forbid the fmiling cimefie of Loue : Raining the tcares oflamentation,
The holy fuite which fame it would conuince. For the remembrance of my Fathers death.
Yet fince loues argument was firdonfoote, If thfs thou do denie, let our hinds part.
Let not the cloud of forrow iudle it Neither incicled in the others hart.
From what it purpos’d fince to waile friends loft.
: Km. more then this, I would denie.
If this, or
Is not by much fo wholfome profitable. To vpthefe powersofmine with ted.
flatter

As to reioyce at friends but newly found. The fodaine hand of death dole vp mine cie.
Qh. 1 vnderdand you not, my greefes are double. Hence cucr then, my heart is in thy bred,
Xer.Honed plain words, heft pierce the ears of griefe Ber. And what to me my Loue? and what to me ?
And by thefe badges vnderdand the King, Rof. You mud be purged too, your fins ate rack’d.
For your faire fakes hauc wc negledfcd time. To u are attaint with faults andpenuric : .

Plaid foulc play with our oaths: your beautic Ladies Therefore if you my fauor mcane to get,
Hath much deformed vsj'fafhioning our humors A cweluemonth fhall you fpend, and ncuer red.
Euen to the oppofed end of out intents. But feckc the wcarie beds of people fickc
And what in vs hath feem’d ridiculous : Dm. But what to me my loue? but what to me ?
As Louc isfullofvnbefittingdraines, ..Kat, A wife? a beard, faire health, and honedie.
Allwanton as a childe, skipping and vaine. With three-fold loue, I wifh you all thefe three,
Form’d by theeie, and therefore like the eie. Du. O fhall I fay, I thanke you gentle wife?
Full of draying Ihapcs, of habits,and of fotmes Kat. Not fo my Lord, a twclucmonch and a day,
lie
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144 '(' LottesLabour s lojl.

lie marke no word® that fmoothfac'd wooers fay. Plough for her fweet loue three yeares. But moft efteeu
Come when the King doth to my Ladie come u : medgrcatnefle.wil you heart the Dialogue that the two
Then if 1 haue much loue, lie giue you fome. Learned men haue compiled, in praife of the Owle and
Vara. lieferue thee true and faithfully till then. the Cuckow? It fhpuld haue followed in the end of our
Katb. Yet fweare not,leaftyebeforfwomeagen» ftaew. •
.,'j.vjlLda

Lon. What fates Maria} Kin. Call them forth quickely,we will do fo,, f

Mari. At the tweluemonths end, Brag. Holla, Approach, 7

change my blacke Gowne, for a faithfull friend.
1
lie n. d i. ;
. ; .r-1 .yt.xl
Lon. lie fiay with patience but the time is long. : Enter ail. vo^I
Mari. The liker you, few taller arc foyong. This fide Hiems, Winter.
is w
Ber. Studies my Ladie ? Miftreffe.Iooke on me. This^irr,the Spring : the one maintained by the Owle, 1

Behold the window of my heart, mine eie Th’other by theCuckow. 41 Ij c

'
What humble fuite attends thy anfwcr there, Ver, begin. •
ad
Impofe fome feruice on me for my loue. The Song .

V ’ -

Rof. Oft hsue I heard of you my Lord Berowne,

’
^ ^,. 4 ,
' .. . %

Before I faw you and the worlds large tongue

: When Dafies pied, and Violet* blew.
Proclaimes you tor a man repleate with mockes. And Cuckow-buds ofyellow hew
Full of comparifons, and wounding floutes And Ladie- fmockes all bluer white,
Which you on allcfiates w ill execute, Do paint the Medowes with delight.
That lie within the mercic of your wit. The Cuckow then on euerie tree,
To weed this Wormewooil front your fruitfull braine, Mockes married men,for thus fings he,
And.therewithall to win me, if you pieafe. Cuckow.
Without the which I am not to be won : Cuckow, Cuckow O word of feare, :

You fhall this tweluemonth terme from day to day, Vnplcafing to a married eare.
Vilite the fpeechlefle ficke, and ftsli conuerie
With groaning wretches and yourtaskc (hall be. : When Shephe3rds pipe on Oaten ftrawes.
With all the fierce endeuour of your wit. And merrie Larkcs are Ploughmens dockes
To enforce the pained impotent to lmile. When T urtles tread, and Rookes and Dawes,
Ber. To moue wilde laughter in the throate of death ? And Maidens bleach their fummerfinockes :

It cannot be, it is impoffible. The Cuckow then on euerie tree

Mirth cannot moue a foule in agonie. Mockes married men forthuifirfgshe, ;

Rof. IVhy that’s the way to choke a gibing fpirit. Cuckow.

Whole influence is begot of that looie grace. Cuckow, Cuckow O word offearc, :

Which (hallow laughing hearers giue to looles Vnpleafing to a married eare.

A iefts profperitie,lies in the care
Of him that heares it, neuer in the tongue (Vinter.

Ofhim that makes it : then, if fickly cares, When Ifides hang by the wall,
Deaft with the clamors of their owncdcare grenes, And Dicke the Sphepheard blowes his naile
Will hcare your idle fcornes; continue then. And Tombeares Logges into the hall.
And I will haue you, and that fault wichall. And Milke comes froien home in pade
Buc if they will noc, throw away thac fpirit, When blood is nipt, and waies be fowle.
And 1 fhal findc you emptic of that fault, Then nightly fings the (bring Owle
Rjoht ioyfull of your reformation. Tu-whit to-who.
°Ber. A tweluemon h? Well : befall what will befall, A merrie note,
lie ieft a tweluemomh an Hofpitall.in While gteafie lone doth keele the pot.
I fweet my Lord, and fo I take my leaue.

KBor. will bring you on your way.

No Madam, we When all aloud the viinde doth blow.
Ber. Our woing doth not end like an old Play: And coffing drownes the Parfons faw
Iacke hath not Gill thefe Ladies courtefic
:
And birds fit brooding in the fnow,
Might wel haue made our lport a Comedie. And Marrians nofe lookes red and raw :

Km. Come fir, it wants a tweluemonth and a day, When roafted Crabsiufle in the bowle.
And then ’twil end. Then nightly fings the flaring Owle,
'Ber. That’s too long for a play. Tu-whicto who
A merrie note.
EnterBraggart While greafie lone doth keele the pot^
'Brag. Sweet Maicfty vouchfafe me.
Qh. Was not that Hedlor ? Brag. The Words of Mercurie,
Dam. The worthie Knight of Troy. Are harlh after the fongs of Apollo :

'Bnio. I wil kiffc thy royal finger, and take leaue. You that way; we this way.
1 ama Votarie, I haue vow’d to Iaqucuttta to holdethe Exeunt emnet.
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MID SOMMER
Nights Dreame.

c id fit it; primus.

Enter Thefens, Hippohta, with other:. With cunning haft thou filch’d my daughters heait.
Turn'd her obedience (which is due to me)
7 hefeus. To ftubborne harihnetfe. And my gracious Duke,
Ow faire Hippolita, ournuptiall hourc Be it not hecre before your Grace,
fo (lie will

Dvawcs on apace: foure happy daics bring in Confenc to marrie with Demetrius ,
Another Moon:but oh.tnc thinkcs,how flow I beg the ancient priuilcdge of Athens J
This old Moon wanes She lingers my deiires As fhe is mine, I may dilpofe of her
Like to a Step-dame,or a Dowager, Which (hall be either to this Gentleman,
Long withering out a yong mans reuennew. Or to her death, according to our Law,
Hip. Foure daies wil quickly fteep thclelues in nights Immediately prouided in that cafe.
, Foure nights wil quickly dreame away the time: The. What fay you Hermia? be aduis’d faire Maine.
And then the Moone, like to a bluer bow. To you vour Father ftiould be as a God
Now bent in heauen, flial behold the night One that compos’d your be auties; yea and one
Of our folemnities. To whom you are bur as a forme in waxe
The. Go Phtloftrate ,
By him imprinted and within his power,
:

Scirrc vp the Athenian youth to merriments, T o leaue the figure, or disfigure it:
Awake the pert and nimble fpirit ofmbth, Demetrius is a worthy Gentleman.
T u- nt melancholy forth to Funerals: Her. So is Lyfander.
The pale companion is not for our pompe, The. Inhimielfcheis.
Hippolita, I woo'd thee with my fword, But in this kinde, wanting yourfatheis Voyce.
And vvonne thy loue, doing thee iniuries : The other rnuft be held the worthier.
But I will wed thee in another key. Her. I would my father look’d but with my eyes.
With pompe, with triumph, and with rcuelliug. T/ac.Rather vour eies muft with his judgment looke.
Her. I doentreatyourGracetopardon me-
Enter Evens and his daughter Hermia Lyfinder, ,
1know not by what power I am made bold.
and Demetrius. Nor how it may concerne my modeftie
Ige. Happy be Thefeus, our renowned Duke. In luch 3 prefence heere to pleadc my thoughts
I

T6f.Thanks good Egetssx what’s the news with thee ? But I befeechyour Grace, that I may know
Ege. Full ofvexation, come I,with complaint The worft that may befall me in this cafe,
Againft my childc, my daughter Hermia If I refufe to wed Demetrius.
St andforth Dometrius. The. Either to dye the dcatji, or to abiure
My Noble Lord, For cuer thcfociety ofmen.
This man hath my confcnt to marrie her. Therefore faire Hermia queftion your defires,
Standforth Lyftnder .
Know ofyour youth, examine well your blood.
And my gracious Duke, Whether (if you yeeld not to your fathers choice)
This man hath bewitch’d the bofome of my childc: You can endure theliucrie of a Nunne,
Thou, thou Ljfinder, thou haft giuen her rimes. For aye to be in fhady Cloifter mew’d,
And interchang’d loue tokens with my childe To liue a barren filler all your life,
r Thou haft by Moonc-light at her window fung, Chanting faint hymnes to the cold fruiclefle Moone,
With faining voice, ver fes offaining loue, Thrice blcffed they that matter fo their blood.
And ftolne the impreftion of her fantafic, To vndei go fuch maiden pilgrimage.
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With bracelets of thy haire, rings.gawdes, conceits, But earthlier happie is the Rofe diftil’d.
Knackcs, trifles, Nofe-gaics,fweetmcat$£cncftengers Then that which withering on the virgin thorne,
Of ftrong preuailmcnt ui vnhardned youth) Growcs,liucs,and dies, in fingle blcfledneflc.
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tier. So will I grow, foliue,fo die my Lord, i
Swift as a (hadoyv, fiiort as any dreame,
Ere I will yeeld my virgin Patent vp Bnefe as the lightning in the eollied night.
Vnto his Lordfhip, whofe vnwifhedyoake. That (in a fpleene) vnfclds both heauen and earth
My l'oule confents not co giue foocraignty. And ere a man hath power to fay, behold.
The. Take time to paufc, and by the next new Moon The iawes of darkneflc do deuoure it vp :

The fealing day betwixt my loue and me. So quicke bright things come to confufion.
For euerlafting bond of fellowship f Her. If then true Louers haue becne euer croft,
Vpon that day either prepare to dye, It ftands asan edieft in dcfiinie
For difobedience to your fathers will. Then let vs teach our tviall patience,
Or elle to wed Demetrius as hee would, Becaufe it is a cultomaric croffe,
Or on Dunnes Altar to pitted As due to loue, as thoughts, and dreames, and fighc*,
For aic, auftcricy, a. id fmgle life. Wifties and tcares ; poore Fancies followers.
Dem. Relent weet Her min and Lyfancier, yeelde
i , Lyf. good pcrlwafion ; therefore hcare me Hermia , .

Thy crazed title to my ccrtaiue right I haue a Widdow Aunt, a dowager.

Lyf. You haUe her fathers loue, Demetrius ; Of great reuennew, and fhe hath no childe.
Let mehaue tiermin.es do you marry him.
: From Athens is her houfc remou’d feuen leagues.
Egem. Scorntull Lyfunder, true, he hath my Loue; And fhc refpedts me, as her enely fonne :

Aud what is mine, my loue fhall render him. There gentle Hcrmu?, may I marrie thee,
And file is mine, and all my vight of her, And to that place, the fharpe Athenian Law
I do vnto Demetrius.
eftatc Cannot purfue Ifthou lou’ft me, then
vs.

hyf- I am my Lord, as well deriu’d as he, Sccalc forth thy fathers houfe to morrow night:
As well poflcft : my loue is more then his : And in the wood, a league without thetowne,
My fortunes euery way as fairely ranck’d (Where i did meete thee once with Helena ,
(Ifnot with vantage) as Demetrius : T o do obferuance for a morne ot May)
And (which is more then all thefe boafls can He) There will I Hay for thee.
I am bclou’d of beauteous Her min. Her. My good Lyfinder,
Why fhould not I then profccute my right ? Ifweare to thee, by Cupids ftrongeft bevv,
Demetrius, lie auouch it to his head, By his belt arrow with the golden head,
Made loue to Nodars daughter, H le ra, By ofVenus Doues,
the fimplicicie
And won her foulc: and ibc (Iwcet Ladie)dotes, By thatwhich lcnictcth foules, and profpers loue.
Deuoutly dotes, dotes in Idolatry, And by that fire which burn’d the Carthage Queene, ' '

Vpon this fpotted and inconftant man. When the falfe Troyan vnder fade was feene,
The. I muft confeffe, thac Ii3ue heard fo much. I By all the vowes that euer men haue broke,
And with Demetrius thought to haue fpoke thereof: (In number more then euer women fpoke)
But being: ouer-fuil of felfe-affaires. In that lame place thou haft appointed me,
My minde did lofe it But Demetrius come. To morrow truly will mccce with thee.
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And come Sgetss you fhall go w ich me,

, Ljf Kcepe promife loue looke here comes Helena.
:

I haue lo ne priuate fchoohng for you both.

For you faire Hcrmin. looke you arme your fclfe. Enter Helena.

To fit your fancies to your Fathers will her. God fpeede faire Helena, whither away ?
Or elfe the Law of Athens yeelas yon vp Hel. Cal you me faire? thac faire againe vnfay,
(Which by no meancs we may extenuate) Demetrius loues you faire : O happic faire
To death, or to vow of tangle life.
a Your eyes are loadftai res, and your tongues fweet ayre
Come my Hippolitn. what chcarc my loue ? More tuneable then Larke to fhepbeards care.
Demetrius and Egctis go along : When wbeate is greene, when hauthorne buds appeare,
1 mult implov you in fomc buhneffe Sickneflc is catching : O werefauor fo.
Again!! our nuptial !, and conferre with you Your words I catch, faire Hcrmia ere I go,
Of fomething, neercly that concernes your fclues. My eare fhould catch your voice, my eye, your eye,
Ege. With dutie and defire we follow you. Exeunt My tongue fhould cacch your tongues fweet melodic.
jMnnet Li funder and Hermtn. Were the world mine, Demetrius being bated.
Lyf How now my loue?Why is your cheek fopale? The reft lie giue to be to you tranfhted.
How chance the Holes there do fade fo fait? O teach me how you looke, and with what art
Her. Belike for want of raine, which I could well you fway the motion of Demetrius hart.
Bcteeme them, from the tempeft of mine eyes. Her. 1 frowne vpon him, yet hq loues me (till.
Lyf. For ought that euer 1 could rcade, Hel, O that your trownes would teach my fmilcs
Could euer hcare by tale or hiltorie. fucb skil.

The courfe of true loue ncuerdid runfrnooth, « Her. I giue him curfes, yet he giues me loue.
Euteitherit was different in blood. Hel. O that my prayers could l'uch nffedtion mooue.
Her. O
crolfc! too high to be enthral’d to loue. Her. The more 1 hate, the more he followes rac.
Lyf. Or elfe mifgraffed, in refpect of
yeares. Hel. The more I loue, the more he hateth me.
Her. O fpighr! too old to be ingag’d to yong. Her. His folly Helena is none of mine.
Lyf. Or elfe it (tood vpon the choile of merit. Hel None but your beauty, wold that fault wer mine
.

Her. Ohell to choofe loue by anothers eie.

! Her. T ake comfort he no more fhall fee my face,
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Lyf. Or if there were a fimpathie in choife, Lyfender a nd my felfewjll flic this place.
Warre, death, or ficknefle, did lay fiege to it Before the time 1 did Lyfonder fee.

Making it momc:uarie,as a found: Seem’d Athens like a Paradife to mee,

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0 then, what graces in my Loue do dwell ;
merry. Now good Peter Quince, your A&ors call forth

That he hath turn’d a heaucn into hell. by the fcrovvlc. Matters fpread your felues.
Lyf. Helen to
, you our mindcs we will vnfold, Sluince. Anlwere as I call you. NtclgBottome the
T 0 morrow night,when Phctbe doth behold Weaucr,
Her filuer vifage.in the watry glafle. Bottome. Ready ; name what part I am for, and
Decking with liquid pearle,the bladed grade proceed.
(A time that Loucrs fi ghts doth ftill conceale) Sluince. You Nicky Bottome are fet downe for Pj
Through Athens gates, hauc we deuis'd to fteale. ramus.
Her. And in the wood, where often you and I, Bot, What is Pyramiu , a loucr,or a tyrant ?
Vpon faint Primrofe beds, were wont to lye. Slum. A Louer thac kills himfclfe moft gallantly for
Emptying our bofomes.of their counfell fweld ; loue.

There my Lyfmdtr, and my felte fhall mcete, Tot • That will aske fome teares in the true perfor-
And thence from Athens turne away our eyes ming of it.-it I do it, let the audience looke to their eies:
To feeke new friends and firange companions, I will moouc ftormes ; I will condole in fome mcafure.
Farwell fweet play-fellow, pray thou for vs. To the reft yet,my chiefe humour is for a tyrant. I could
And good lucke grant thee thy Demetrius. play Ercles rarely, or a part to tearc a Cat in, to make all

Keepe word Lyfwder we mud (laruc our light, iplitthe raging Rocks; and fhiuering fhocks fhall break

From louers foode, till morrow deepe midnight. the locks of prifon gates, and Phibbus carre fhall fliine
Ex it Hermi a. from farre, and make and marre the foolifh Fates. This
Lyf. I will my Hermit. Helena was lofty. Now name the reft of the Players. This
As you on him ^Demetrius dotes on you. Exit Lyfxnder is Ercles vaine, a tyrants vaine : a louer is more condo-
Hele. How happy lon-.e,ore otherfofue can be ? ling.

Through Athens l am thought as faite as ihe. Quin. Francis Flute the Bellowes-mendcr.
But what of that IDcmetnus thinkes notlo ; Flu. Heere Peter Quince.
He will not know, what all, but he doth know Quin. You muft take Thisbie on vou.
And as hee erres,doting on Hermias eyes F/ut. What is Thisbie, a wandring Knight ?

So I, admiring of his qualities : Slum. It is the Lady that Pyramus muft loue.
Things bale and vilde, holding no quantity Flat. Nayfaitb, let no: mee play a woman, I haue a

Loue can tranfpofe to forme and dignity , beard comming.

Loue lookes not with the eyes,but with the minde. Qui. That’s all one, you fhall play it in a Maske, and
And therefore is wing’d Cupid painted bhndc. you may l'peakc as fmall as you will.
Nor hath loues minde of any Judgement tafte Tor, ^nd I may hide my face,let me play Jbisbteioa :

Wings and no eyes, figure, vnheedy hafie. lie fpeakein a monftrous little voyie ; Tbifne,Thifi:e ah
,

And therefore is Loue faid to be a childc, Pyramiu my louer deare, thy Thubte dezxc , and Lady
Becaufe in choife he is often beguil’d deare.
As waggifh boyes in g3mc themfelues forfweare Quin- No no, you muft play Pyramus, and Flute, you
So the boy Lone is periur'd euery where. 7 ht-sby.
For ere Demetrius lookt on Hermias eyne, Tot. Well, proceed.
He hail’d downe oathes that he was onely mine. Qu. Robin Starueling the T av lor.
And when this Haile fome heat from Hermut felt. Heere Peter Quince.
Star.
So he difi'olu’d,arid fhowres ofoathes did melt, Quince. Robin Staruelmg ,
you muft play Thisbies
1 will goe tell him of faire Hermias flight mother?
Then to the wood will he, to morrow night Tom Snorot, the Tinker. ,

Purfue her ; and for his intelligence Heere Peter Quince.

Sr.orvt.

If I haue thankes, it is a deere expence : Qum. You, Pyramuf father ; my (dS, Thisbies father
But heerein meane I to enrich my paine, ^u^ethe loyner, you the Lyons part and I hope there :

T o haue his fight thither, and backc againe. Exit. is a play fitted.
Snug. HaueyoutbeLionsparc written? pray you if
bc,giue it me, for 1 am flow of ftudie.
Enter Quince the Carpenter, Snug the loyner. Pot tome the
IHeauer, Flute the be llowc: -mender , Snout the Tinker 3 and Sluin. Y ou may doe it extemporie , for it is nothing

Starueling the Taylor

but roaring.
Tot. Let mee play the Lyon too, I will roare that I
will doe any mans heart good to hcare me. I will roare,
Slum. Is all our company heere? that1 will make the Duke fay, Let him roare againe,iet
Tot. You were beft to call them generally, man by him roare againe.
man, according to the ferip. SQm. It you ftiould doe it too tenibly, you would
Qui. Here is the lcrowle of euery mans name, which fright the Dutchefle and the Ladies, that theyvvould
is thought through all Athens, to play in our Enter-
fit fhrike, and thatwereenough to hang vs all.
lude before the Duke and the Dutches, on his wedding All. That would hang vs euery mothers fonne.
day at night. Tottome. Igrauntyou friends, if that you fhould
Bot. Firft.good Peter Quincefay what the play treats fright the Ladies out of then Wittes, they would
on then read ttie names of the A&ors ; and fo grow on
: haue no more diferetion but to hang vs but I will ag. :

to a point. grauatc my voyce fo that I will roare you as gently as

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Qujn. Marry our play is the 510ft lamentable Come- any fucking Doue ; I will roare and ’twere any Nightin-
dy, and moft crucll death of Pyramus and Thisbse , gale.
Tot. A very good pcccc of worke 1 aft'ure you, and a Sluin. You can play no part but Ptramks, for Pira-
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rum is a fwcet-fac’d man, a proper man as one fhall fee in Miflcadc night-wanderers, laughing at their harme,
a fummers day ; a moft louely Gentleman-like man.ther- Thofe that Hobgoblin call you.and fwcct Pucke,
fore you muft needs play Ttramtu. You do their worke, and they fliall hauc good lucke.
'Bot. Well, I will vndertake it . What beard were I Are not you he?
bett to play it in? Rob. Thou fpeak’ft aright;
Quin. Why, what you will. I am that merric wanderer of the night
Bot. I will difeharge it, in either your ftraw-coleur I ieft to Oberon , and make him fmilc,
beard, your orange tawnic beard, your purple in grainc When I a fat and beanc-fed horfc beguile.
beard, or your Frcnch-crownc colour’d beard, your per- Neighing of a filly foale,
in likencffe
fe& yellow. Awd fometimelurfcel in aGolTipsbole,
flnin. Some of your French Crownes hauc no haire In very likenefie of a roafted crab
at all,and then you will play barc-fac’d.But mailers here And when flic dcir.kes, ag3inft her lips I bob,
arc your parts, and I am to intreac you, requell you, and And on her withered dew lop poure ihc Ale.
defirc you, to con them by too morrow night: and meet The wifeft Aunt telling the faddeft tale,
mein the palace wood, a mile without the Towne, by Sometime for three-foot ftoole, miftaketh me,
Moone-light, there vve will rchearfe for it we mcete in : Then flip I from her bnm,downc topples (he.
the Citie, wc fhalbe dog'd with company, and our deui- And tailour cries, and rals into a cofts.
fes knowne. In the meanetime,I wil draw abil ofpro- And then the whole quire hold their hips, and Ioffe,
perties, fuch as our play wants. I pray you iaile me not. And waxen in their mirth, and neexe, and fwcare,
Bottom. Wc will meete, and there we may rehearfe A merrier houre was neuer wafted there.
moreobfeenely and couragioufly. Take paincs,beper- But reome Fairy, hcere comes Cbtron.
fe£l, adieu. Fair. And heere my Miftris:
Quin, At the Dukes oakc we meete. Would that he were gone.
"Bot. Enough, hold or cut bow-ftrings. Exeunt
Enter the King of Fairies at one door e with his tratne,
and the Quecne at another mth hers.

Ob. Ill met by Moone-light,

Proud Jjtania.
What, iealous Oberon ? Fairy skip hence.
Enter a Fairie at one doore, and Robin good, I
Ih3ue forfworne his bed and companie.
fellow at another. Ob. Tarricrafh Wanton; am not 1 thy Lord?
Rob. How now fpirit, whether wander you ? Qu. Then I muft be thy Lady but 1 know :

Fai . Ouer hil,ouer dale, through bufh, through briar, When thou waft ftolne away from Fairy L and.
Ouer parke,ouer pale, through flood, through fire, And in the fhape of Corin , fate all day.
1 do wander eucrie when;, fwiftcr then f Moons fphete Playing on pipes of Come, and verfing loue
And I feme the Fairy Quecne, to dew her orbs vpon the To amorous Phillida. Why art thou hcere
TheCowflips tall, her penfionevs bcc, (green. Come from the fartheft fteepe of India ?
In their gold coats, lpots you lee, But that forfooth the bouncing Amazon
Thofe be Rubies, Fairie fauors, Your buskin’d Miftrefie.and your Warrior loue.
In thofe freckles, line their fauors, To Thefetis muft be Wedded and you come.
;

I muft go feeke fomc dew drops heerc, To giue their bed ioy and prolpcritic.
And hang a pearlc in cuery cowflips care. Ob. How canft thou thus for flume Tjtaoia.
Farewell thou Lob of fpirits,! le be gon, Glance at my ctedite, with Hippolita ?
Our Queene and all her Elues come heere anon. Knowing Iknow thy loue ro Thefcml
Rob. The King doth keepe his Rcuels here to night. Didft thou not leade him through the glimmering night
Take heed the Queene come not within his fight, From Peregenia t whom he rauifhed ?
For Oberon is pafsing fell and wrath, And make him with fairc Eagles bxcake hrs faith
Becaufc that (Tie, as her attendant, hath With Ariadne , and Atiopa ?
A louely boy ftolne from an Indian King, Que. Thcfe arc the forgeries of icaloufie.
She neuer had fo fweet a changeling, And neuer fince the middle Summers fpring
And iealous Oberon would hauc the childe Met vve on hil, in dale, forreft,or mead,
Knight ofhis traine, to trace the Forrefts wilde. By paued fountaine, cr by rufhie brookc.
But flie (perforce) with-holds the loued boy, Or in the beached margent of the fea,
Crownes him with flowers, ond makes him all her ioy. To dance our ringlets to the whittling Winde,
And no w they neuer meete in groue, or grecne, But with thy biaules thou haft difturb’d our fport.
By fountaine cleerc, or fpangled ftar-light fheene. Therefore the W indcs, piping to vs in vaine,

But they do fquare, that all their Elues for feare As in rcuenge, haue fuck’d vp from the fea
Crecpe into Acorne cups and hide them there. Contagious fogges Which falling in the Land,
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Fai. Either miftake your fhape and making quite.

I Hath eLerie petty Riucr made fo proud.
Or clfe you arc that fhrew’d and knauifh fpirit That they haue ouer-borne their Continents.
Cal’d Robin Good-fellow. Are you not hee, The Oxc hath therefore ftretch'd his yoake in vaine.
That frights the maidens of the Villagrce, The Ploughman loft his fweat,andthe grccnc Come
Skim milke, and fometimes labour in the querne, Hath rotted, ere his youth attain’d a beard
And bootlefle make the breathleflchulwitechcrne. The fold (lands empty in the drowned field,
And fometime make the drinke to bcarc no barme. And Crowes are fatted with the murrion fiocke,
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The nine mens Morris isfildvp withmud,yr Quencht in the chaflc beatnes of the warry Moone j
And the queiut Mazes in the. wanton grcetic , And the imperiall Votrefle paffed on.
For lacke of tread are vndiftinguifhable. ; 7- ,
r In maiden meditation, fancy free.

The humane mortals want their winter heerc,\ Yetmarkt I where the bolt of Cupid fell*
It fell vpon a little wefierne flower
No night is now with hymns or caroll blcft;
Therefore the Moone (the gouerneffe of floods) Before, milkc-white now purple with loues wound
;

Paleinhcrangcr,waA)es all.theairc j And maidens call it, Loue in idlenefle.

That Rheumaticke difeafes dpe abound. Fetch me chat flpvvcr ; the hcarb I fliew’d thee once

And through this diftemperature, we fee The iuyee of ic, on fleeping eye-lids laid, -< •

* Will ttiake or man or woman madly dote

The feafons alter ;hoared beaded frofts v.
Fallinthefrefh lap ofthecrimfon Role, Vpon the next hue creature that it fees.
Fetch. me this hearbe, and be rhou heere againe.
And on old Hyems ch'mne and Icic crownc.
An odorous Chaplet of iweet Sommer buds* Ere the L cum han can,4w p.i a league.
niockry let. The Sprang, the Sommer, Pucke. He put a girdle about the earth, infortymi-
Is as in
nutes.
The childing Antumne, angry Winter change
Their wonted Liuenes,and the mazed world. Hauing once this iuyee
Ober.

By their increale, now knowes not which is which $ liewatch T:t anui fhe isafleepe ,

And this fame progeny of euills, And drop the liquor of it in her eyes.-
Comes from our debate, from our diffention, The next thing when fhe waking lookes vpon ,

We are their parents and original}; (Be it on Lyon t Bearc,or Wolfe, or Bull,
Obtr. Do you amend inherit Acs in you, On medhng Monkey, o.r on bulTc Ape)
Why fhould Tttania erode hei Oberon ? Shoe fhall purine ic.with the foule oflone.

I do butbeg a little changeling boy, And ere charmc oft from her fight
1 take-this ,

To be my Henchman. (As 1 with another hearbe )

can rake it

Qu. Set your heart at red, He make her render vp her Page to me.
The Fairy land buyes not the childe of me. But w ho comes hccre? I am inutfibJe,

His mother was a YotrelTe of my Order, And I will oucr-heare their confeienre.

And in the fpiced Indian airc, by night

Full often hath {lie go dipt by my fide. Enter 'Demctr itu } Helctm fallowing him
And fat with me on Neptuncs yellow lands.
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Marking th’cmbarkeri traders on the flood, Deme. I loue thee notjthereforepuifuc me nor.
When we iiaue laught to fee the failes conceiur. Where is Hernia ?
Lyfunder , and faire

And grow big bellied with the wanton winds : The one le flay, the other ftayeth me.
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Which with pretty and with fwimming gate.

flie Thou toldft me they were ftolneinto this Wood ;

Following (her vvombe then rich with my yong fquire) And heere am Rand wood within this wood,
Would imitate, and faile vpon the Land , Becaufe I cannot meet my Hernia.

To fetch me trifles, and returne againe ,

Hencc,get thee gone and follow me no more.
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As from a voyage, rich with merchandize. t)d. foil draw me, you hard-hearted Adamant,

But (he being mortail, of that boy did die But yet you draw not Iron, for my heart
And for her fake I doe rears vp her boy, Is true as fleele. Leaue you your power to draw.

And for her fake 1 will not part with him. And 1 Aiali haue nopower to follow you.
Ob. How long within this wood intend you flay ‘Dtme. Do I entice you ? do I fpeake you faire ?
Oys. Perchance till alter Ihefctu wedding day. Or rather doe I not in plaineft truth,
Ifyou will patiently dance ;n out Round, 7’ell you l doe not,nor I cannotloucyon ?

And fee our Moone-light icuels, goe with vs ; Hel. And eucn for that doe I loue thcc the more
Ifnot,fnun me and I will lparc your haunts. 1 am your fpatiiell.and Demetrius ,
Ob. Giuc me that boy, and I will goe with thee. The more you beat me, I will fawne on you.
Not for thy Fairy Kingdome. Fairies away : Vfe me but as your Ipaniell fpurne me, ftrike mr,;

We fhall chide downcright,if I longer flay. Exeunt. Negleii meflofe me ; oncly giue me leaue
Ob. Wei, go thy way: thou (halt not from this grouc. (Vnvvorthy as I am) to follow you.
Till 1 torment thcc for this iniury. What worler place can I beg in your loue,
My gentle Puche come hither ; thou remembreft (And yet a place of high refpedt with me)
Since once I fat vpon a promontory. Then to be vfed as you doc your dogge.
And heard a Meare-maidc on a Dolphins backe, Dcm. Tempt not too much the hatred ofmy fpirir.
Vctcring fuch dulcet and ha monious breath For I am fickc when I do looke on thee.
That the rude lea grew ciuill at her fong. Hel. And I am ficke when I looke not on you.
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And ccrcainc flarres fhot rnadly from their Spheares, Dem. You doe impeach your modefty too much,
T o heare the Sea-maids muficke. To leaue the Citty,and commit your felfe
Puc. I remember. Into the hands of one that loues you not
Ob. That very time I fay (but thou could A not ) Totruft the opportunity of night.
Flying betweene the cold Moone and the earth, And the ill counfell of a defert place.
Cupid all arm’d ; a ccrtaine aime he tookc With the rich worth of your virginity.
At a faire Veftall, throned by the Weft, Y our vertuc is my priuiledge for that
Hel. :

And loos’d his loue-fliaft fmartly from his bow. not night when I doe fee your face.
It is
A* it fhould pierce a hundred thoufand hearts j Therefore I thinke 1 am not in the night
But I might fee young fiery fliaft Nor doth this wood lacke worlds of comoany ,
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F or you in my refpedt arc nil the world. Sing in jourfacet Lullaby.
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Then how can it be faid I am alone , A Lulla Julia Jullaiy Julia Julia Jullaby
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When all the world is heere to looke on roe ? Neuer harmeyier(pell, nor charme ,
‘Dent. lie run from thee,and hide me in the brakes, f Come our lonely Lady nye.
And leaue thee to the mercy of wilde beafts. So good night with Lullaby .
The wildeft hath not Inch a heart as you
Hel. 2. Fairy fVeaumg Spiders come not
.
heere,
Runne when you will,the ftory fhall be chang’d : Henceyou long leg’ a Spinners , hence".
Apollo flies, and Daphne holds the chafe Beetles blacky approach not neere
;
TheDouepurfues the Griffin, the inilde Hinde tVorme nor Snayle doe no o fence.
Makes fpeed to catch the Tyger. Bootleffe fpcede, Phtlomele with melody , (fc.
When cowardifepurfues, and valour flies. i Fairy
. Hence away , now
.
all is well ;
Demet. I will not flay thy queftions, let me go One aloofe (land Centinell.
, Sheejleepes.
Or if thou follow me, doc not bclecuc.
But i fliall doe thee mifchicte in the wood. Enter Oberon.
Eel. I, in the Temple, in the Towne, and Field Ober. What thou feeft when thou doft wake.
You doe me mifehiefe. Fye Demetrius Doe it forthy true Loue take: >
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Your wrongs doe let a fcandall on my fexe Loue and languifh for his fake.
We cannot fight for lone, as men may doe Be it Ounce, or Catte, or Beare,
We fhould be woo’d, and were not made to wooe. Pard,orBoarc withbriftledhairc,
I follow thee, and make a hcauen of hell In thy eye chat fhall appeare,
To die vpon the hand I loue fo well. Exit. When thou wak’ft, it is thy dear*.
Oh. Fare thee well Nymph,cre he do leaue this groue, Wake when fome vile thing is neere.
Thou fhalt flie him, and he fhall feeke thy loue. *
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Haft thou the flower there? Welcome wanderer. Enter Lifander and Hermia.

Enter Puch. Lif Faire loue, you with wandring f woods,

faint in
Puck. I- there it is. And to fpeake troth I hauc forgot our way :

Ob. I pray thee giue it me. Wee’ll Hermia, ifyou thinkc it good ,
reft vs

Iknow a banke where the wilde time blowes And comfort of the day.
tarry for the
Where Oxflips and the nodding Violet growes, Her. Be it fo Lyfander ; findc you out a bed
Quite ouer-cannopcd with lufeious woodbine. For I vpon this banke will reft my head.
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With fwcet muske rofes,and with Eglantine ; Lyf. One turfe fhall ferue as pillow for vs both.
There fleepes TytaniaSocnei\meoit\\e night One heart,one bed, two bofomes,and one troth.
Lul d in thefe flowers, with dances and delight Her. Nay good Lyfander, for my fake my decre
And there the Inake throwes her enammel d skinne. ,
Lie further off yet, ooe not lie fo neere.
Weed wide enough to rap a Fairy in. Lyf. O take the fence fwect,of my innocence,
And with the iuyceof this lie ftreake her eyes , Loue takes the meaning, in loues conference,
And make her full of hatefull fantafies. Imeanc that my heart vneo yours is knit.
T ake thou fome of it, and feek through this groue So that but one heart can you make of it.
A fweet Athenian Lady is in lone Twobofomes interchanged with an oath
With a difdainefull youth annoint his eyes, : So then two boforaes, and a fingle troth.
Buc doe it when the next ching he eipies. Then by your fide, no bed-roome me deny,
May be the Lady. Thou fhalt know the man. Fov lying fo, Hermia, I doe not lye.
By the Athenian garments he hath on. Her. Lyfander riddles very prettily
Effect it with fome care, that he may proue Now much befhrew my manners and n;y pride.
More fond on hcr,then fhc vpon her loue IfHermia meant to fay, Lyfander lied.
And looke thou meet me ere the firft Cocke crow. But gentle friend, for loue and courtefie
Pit. Feare not my Lord, your feruant fhall do fo .Exit. Lie further off, in humane modefty.
Such feparation, as may well be faid
Enter Queene of Fairies, with her traine, Becomes a vertuous batchelour, and a maide.
Qiteen.Come, now a RoundelI,and a Fairy fong So farre be diftaBt,and good night fwcet friend
Then for the third part of a minute hence , Thy louenere alter, till thy fweet life end.
Some to kill Cankers in the muske rofe buds, Lyf. Amen,amcn,to that faire prayer, fay I,
Some warre with Reremife, for their leathern wings. And then end life, when I end loyalty :
To make my fmall Elues coates, and fome keepc backe !
Heere is my bed,fleepe giue thee all his reft.
The clamorous Owle that nightly hoots and wonders Withhalfethat wifh,the wifherseyesbepreft.
Her.
At our queint fpirits Sing me now afleepe.
: Enter Pucke. They Jleepe.
Then to your offices, and let me reft. Puck. Through the Forrefthaue I gone.
But Athenian findc I none ,
Fairies Sing. One whofe eyes I might approue
This flowers force in ftirring loue.
Tom (potted Snakes with double tongue , Night and filence : who is heere ?
Thorny Hedgehogges be notfeene, Weedcs of Athens he doth wcarc
Newts and bltnde worms s do no wrong This is he (my roafter faid)
Come not neere our Fairy Queene. Defpifed the Athenian maide
Phtlomele with melodte , And heere the maiden fleeping found,
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On the danke and durcy ground, *- For as a furfeit of the fwceteft things
Ptqtyfcuie,{he du/ft not lyfc The deepett loathing to the ftomacke brings :

Neere this lacke-loue,this kill-cattefie. Or as the herefies that men do leaue,

Churle,vponthy eyes I throw Arc hated mod of thofc that did deceiue :

All the power this charme doth owe So thou,my furfeit, and my herefie.
When thou wak’ft,let louc forbid Of all be hated; but the mod of me
Slecpe his feate on thy eye-lid- And all my powers addrette your loue and mi <?hr
So awake when I am gone To honour Helen, and to be her Knight. Exit.
For I mutt now to Oberon . Exit. Her. Hclpe me Lyfander, helpe me do thy beft ;

To plucke this crawling ferpenc from my brett,

Enter Demetrius and Helena running . Aye me, for piety; what a dreame was here ?
Lyfander looke, how I do quake with feare :

Hel. Stay, though thou kill mcjv/ectc Demetriut. Mc-thougb.t a ferpent eate my heart away,
De. I charge thee hence, and do not haunt me thus. And yet fat fmittng at his cruell prey,
'
Hel. O wilt thou darkling leaue me? do not fo. Lyfander ,whac remoou’ d? Lyfander, Lord,
De. Stay on thy perill,! alone will goe. What, out ofhearing,gone?No lound,no word ?
Exit Demetrius. Alackc where ate you? fpeake and if youheaie;
Hel. Gl am out of breath, in this fond chace, Speake of all loues ; I found almofl with feare.
The more my prayer, the letter is my grace, No, then I well perceiue you are not nye,
Happy is Hermia wherefoere (he lies
,
Either death or you lie findc immediately. Exit.
For (he hath bleffed and attradliue eyes.
How came her eyes fo bright? Not with fait teares.

If fo, my eyes arc oftner wafht then hers.

No,no,l am as vgly as a Reare ;
Jcifis Tet tins.
For beattsthat meete rne.,runnc away for feare.
Therefore no m3ruailc,though Demetrius
Doe as a montter,flie my prefence thus.
What wicked and dittembling glatte of mine. Enter the C!owner,
Made me compare with Hcrmias fphery eyne ? -
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ill) . . ,

But who is here ? Lyfander on the ground Bot. Are we all met?
Deade or no bloud,no wound,
afleepe ? I fee flutn. Pat, pat, and here’s a maruailous conucnienr
Lyfander , if you line, good
fir awake. pheefor our rehearfall. This greene plot fhall be our

Lyf. And run through fire I will for thy fweet fake. fhge,this hauthorne brake our tyring houfe,and we will
Tranfparent Helena, nature her fhewes arc, do it in a<ttion,as we will do it before the Duke.
That through thy bofome makes me fee thy heart. Dot. Peter quince ?

Where is Demetrius ? oh how fit a word Peter. What faift thou,bully Botteme ?
Is that vile name, to perifh on my fword ! Bot. There are things in this Comedy oiDiramut and
Hel. Do not fay fo Lyfander, {ay not fo : Thisby, that will neuerpleaie. Fufi,Ar>^»;«muiltdraw a
What though he lone your /Ar»;/4?Lord,what though? fword to kill himfclfe; which the Ladies cannot abide.
Yet Hermia ftill loues you ; then be content, How anfwerc you that ?
Lyf. Content with Hermia ? No,I do repent Snout. Bcrlaken.a parlous feare.
The tedious minutes 1 with her haue fpent. Star, I beleeue we mutt leaue the killing our, when
Not Hermia, but Helena now I louc ; all is dene.
Who will not change a Rauenfor a Doue? Bot. Not a whit, I haue a deuice to make all well.
The will ofman by his reafon fway’d :
is W rite me aPrologue,and let the Prologue feeme to fay,
And reafon laics you are the worthier Maide. we will do no harme withour fwords, and chat Vyranrns
Things growing are not ripe vntill their fcafon is not kill’d indeede : and for the more better alfurance,
So I being yong,tiiI now ripe not to reafon, tell them, that I Viramus 3m not Piramm ,bmBcttome the

And touching now the point of humane skill, Weauer; this will put them out of feare.
Reafon becomes the Marfhall to my will. Quin. W cll,wc will haue fuch a Prologue, and it fhafi
And leadcs me to your eyes, where I orelooke be written m eight and fixe.
Loues ttories,writren in Loues richcft booke. Bot. No,make it two more,let it be written in eighc
Hel. Wherefore was I to this kecnc mockery borne? and eight.
When at your hands did I deferuethis fcorne? Snout. Will not the Ladies be afear’d of the I.yon ?
Ift not enough, iff not enough, yong man. Star. I feare it, I promife you.
That I did neuer,no nor neuer can, Zfor. Matters, you ought to confider with your felues,to
Dcferue a fweete looke from Demetrius eye, bring in(God Hiield vs)a Lyon among Ladies, is a moft
But you mud flout my inefficiency? dreadfull thing. For there is not a morefearefull wilde
Good troth you do me wrongfgood-footh you do) foule then your Lyon liuing: and wee ought to looke
In fuch difdainfull manner, me to wooe. to it.

But fare you well ; perforce I maftconfeffe, Snout Therefore another Prologue mutt tell he is not
I thought you Lord of more true gentleneffe. a Lyon.
Oh, that a Lady of one man refus’d, Dot. Nay, you mutt name bis name, arid halfe his face
Should of another therefore be abus'd. Exit mutt be feene through the Lyons necke, and he himfelfe
Ljf. She fees not Hermia; Hermia fleepe thou there. mutt fpeake through, faying thus, or to the fame defcfl
And neuer maift|tbou come Ljfonder necrc Ladies, or faire Ladies, I would wifh you, or I would
‘requeft
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requcft you,or I would entreat you, not to fe are, not to; Tir. were fa ire, Thisby I were onely thine.
If I
tremble: my life for yours.
you thinkc I come hither If Pet. Omonftrous. O ftrangc. We are hanred; pray
as a Lyon, it were pittyof niy life No, Iamnofuch matters, flye matters, helpe. 3 *

thing, I am a man as other men are and there indeed let ; The Clovmes all Exit. si
himnainehis name, audtellhim plainly hee is Snug the Tuk. lie follow you, lie leade you about a Round,
ioyncr. sm'fo lit Through bogge, through bufh, through brake,through
Quin. Well, be .fo; but there is two hard
ic.fhall Sometime a horfe He be,foinetime a hound (bryer, :

things, that Moone-light into a cham-

is, co bring the A hogge,a headlefle beare.fomctime a fire,
ber:for you know ,Ptrnnms and Tbiiby meete by Moone- And neigh,and barke.and grunt,and rore,and burne.
light. Like horfc,hound,hog,bearc,fire,at euery turnc. Exit.
Sn. Doth cheMoonefhine that night wee play our Enter Ptram us with the Afle head.
play ? Sot. Vv hy do they run away? This is aknauery of
"Set. A Calender, a Calender, lookc in theAlmanack, themtomakemeafeard. Enter Snowt.
finde out Moone-fhine.finrie out Moone-fliine. Sn. O
Settom, thou art chang’d ; What doe I fee on’
Enter Puekc. thee?
Quin. Yes, it doth ihine that night. Sot, What do you fee? You fee an Afle-head ofyour
'Sot. Why then may you lecmc a cafement of the great owne, do you ?

chamber window(where wc play)opcn,and the Moone Enter Peter Quince.

may fhinc in at the cai’emcnu Pet . Blefle thee Sottome, bleffe thee; thou art tranfla-
Quin. l,or elfe one mud come in with a bufh of thorns tec^- Exit.
and a lanthorne.and lay he comes to disfigure, or to pre- Sot. I fee their knaucry;this is to make an afle of me,
fentthe perfon of Moone- fhine. Then there is another to fright me it they could; but I will not fibre from
thing, we muft haue a wall in the great Chamberjfor Pi- this place,do what they can. 1 will walke vp and downc
ramus and T'otsby (faies the ftory ) did talke through the here, and I Will fing that they {hall heard am not a-
chinke of a wall. fraid.

Sn. You canneuer bring in a wall. What fay you 1 he Woofell cocke, lo blacke of hew,
Sottome ? WithOrenge-tawny bill.
Bot. Some man or other muft prefent wall, and let The Throftle,wuh his note fo true,
i

him haue fome Phifer, orfomeLomc, or feme rough The W

ren and little quill
caft about him,to fignifie wall ;
or let him hold his fin- What Angeil wakes me flom my flowry bed ?
Tyta.

gers thus; and through that cranny, fliall Piramu and The Finch, the Sparrow, and the Lurke,
Sot.
Thisbj whifper. The plainfoug Cuckow gray
Ouin. If thatmay be, then all is well. Come, fit Whofe note full many a man doth markc.
downeeuery mothers fonne, and rehcarfe your parts. And dares not anfwerc.nay.
Ptramus you begin-. when you haoc fpoken your fpeech,
.
For indcede,who would fet his wit to fo fcolifi a bird ?
enter into that Brake, and lb euery one according to his Who would giue 3 bird the lyc, though he cry Cuckow,
cue. neuer fo ?
Enter Robin. Tyta. I pr3y thee gentle mortal], fing againc,
Sob. What hempen home-fpuns haue wc fwagge- Mine care ismuch enamored of thy note ;
ringhere. On the fii ft view to fay, to fwearcl louc thee.
So neere the Cradle of the Faieric Qipeene ? So is mine eye enthralled to thy lhape.
What, a Play toward ? lie be an auditor. And thy fake vertues force (perforce) doth moue me.
An A&or too perhaps, if I fee caufe. Sot. Me-thiukes imiftrelfe ,
you fliould haue little
Quin. Spjake Piramns i This by Band forth. realon for that : and yet to fay the truth, real'on and
Fir. Thuby, the flowers ofodious lauors fweece. loue kcepe little company together ,
now.adayes.
Quin. Odours, odours. The more the pittie, thaefomehoneftneighbours will
Ptr. Odours fauors fweete, not make them friends. Nay, I can gleeke vpon occa-
So hath thy brc3th, my dearefl Thisby dcare. fior..

But hatke,a voyee : flay thou but here a while. Tyta. Thou ar t as wife, as thou art bcautifull.
And by and by I will to chec appeare. Exit.Vir. Bot. Not fo neither.- but if I had wit enough to get
puck_ A Aran get /brrtwa*, then ere plaid here. out ot this wood, I haue enough to fetue mine owne

Thif. Mo ft I fpeake now ? turne.

Tet. marry muft you. For you muft vndcrftand he

I Tyta. Out of this wood,do not defire to goe.
goes but to fee a noyfe that he heard, and is to come a- Thou ftialt remainc here, whether thou wilt or no.
gaine. 07 Iam a fpirit of no common rate :

Th)f- Mod radiant Piramus, mo(\. Lilly white of hue, The Summer ftill doth tend vpon roy ftate.
Ofcolvprlike the red rofeon triumphant bryer, And I doe loue thee therefore goe with rue.
;

Moft -brisk y Iunenalhand eke moft louely lew. He giue thee Fairies to attend on theej
As would neucr tyre,
true a« trueft horle,that yet And they flrall fetch thee Iewels from thedeepe.
lie meete thee Pirarmts,zt Ninnies toombe. And fing, while thou on prefled flowers doft fleepe
Pet. Ninus toombe man: why, you muft net fpeake And I will purge thy mortall groflenefle fo,
that yet ; that you anfwcrc to Timmies you fpeake all That thou malt like an airie fpirit go.
your part at once,cues and all. Ptramus enter, your cue is

paft ; it is ncuertyte. Enter Pcafe-bltjfome, Cobreeb,MothyMuflard-

Thyf. 0,as true as trueft horfe,that yet would neucr feede, andfeme Fairies.

tyre; j
Fai. Ready;; andl,aadl,andl, Where fhall we go ?
Tit a. Be
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A Midfommer nights ‘Dreame. IT*

Tit a. Be kinde and ctsrteous to this Gentleman, So at his fight, away his fellowes flye, /

Hop walkcs,and gambole in his eies,

in his And at our ftampejhcrc ore and ore one fals;
Fcedehim with Apricocks, and Dewberries, He murthcr cries,and helpe from Athens cals.
With purple Grapes, greens Figs, and Mulberries, Their fenfe thus weake,loft with their fears thus ftrong.
Thehonie-b 3 gsfteale from the humble Bees, Made feufelefle things begin to do them wrong.
And for night-tapers crop their waxen thighes, For briars and thornes at their apparell fnatch.
And light them at the fierie-Glow-wormcs eyes, Some fleeues,fomc hats, from yeeldcrs all things catch,
Tohaue my loue to bed, and to arife : I led them on in this diftra&ed feare.

And pluckc the wings horn painted Butterflies, And left fweetc Piramns tranflated there

To fan the Moone-beamcs from hisficepingeics . When in that moment(foit cametopalTe)

Nod to him Elues, and doc him curtelies. Jj/tanta waked, and ftraightway lou’d an Alfe.

l.Fai. Haile inortalljhaile. Ob. This falsout better then I could deuife:
2 .Fai. Haile. But haft thou yet lacht the Athenians eyes.
3 .Fai.
Haile. With the loue iuycc.as 1 did bid thee doe ?
Bot. I cry your worfliips mercy hardly I befeech Bob. I tooke him fleeping (that is finifhc to)
your worships name. And (he Athenian woman by his fide,
Ceb. Cobweb. That when he wak’t,of force fhe muft be eyde.
Bet. I (lull defire you of more acquaintance, good
Mafter C obweb if I cut my finger, I fhall
: make bold Enter Demetrius and Hermia.
with you.
Y our name honeft Gentleman ? Ob. Stand clofe, this is the lame Athenian.
Peaf. Peafe bloffeme. Rob. This is the woman, but noc this the man.
'Bot. I pray you commend nice to miftreffe Sqtsafr , Dent . O why rebuke you him that loues you fo ?

your mother, and to mailer peafcod your father. Good Lay breath fo bitter on your bitter foe.
I fhal delire ofyou mote acquain-
mafter Peafe .blojjome, Her. Now I but chide, but l fhould vfe thee worfe.
Your name l befeech you fir ;
tance to. <• For thou ( I fcare).hart giuen me caule to curie.
Mnf. Aidajiard-feeds. If thou haft flame Eyfander in his fleepe.

Peaf. Pea.'e-biojfome. Being ore fhooes in bloud, plunge in the deepe, and kill
Bot. Good mailer know' your pati-
Ttlufiard feede, I me too:
ence well: that fame cowardly gyant-hke Oxc- beefc The Sunne was not fo true vnto the day,
hath deuoured many a gentleman ofyour houfe. I pro- As he to me. Would hehaue ftollen away.
mifeyou, your kindred hath made my eyes water ere From fleeping Hermia ? He beleeue as foone
now. I defire you more acquaintance, good Mafter This whole earth may be bord,and that the Moone
Muftard-feede. May through the Center crecpe.and fo dilplcafe
T tta. Come waite vpon him, lead him to my bower. Her brothers noonetide,with th ’Antipodes.
The Moone mc-thinks^lookes with a watris eie. It cannot be but thou haft murdred him.

And when fhe weepcs,wecpe cuerie little flower, So fhould amutrherer looke,lodead,forgriro.
Lamenting fome enforced chafticie. Dem. So fhould the murderer looke,and lo fhould I,

Tyc vp my louers tongue, bring him filently, Exit. Picrftthrough the heart with your ftearne cruelty
Y et you the murderer looks as bright as cleare.
Enter King of Pharies t foists. As yonder Venus in her glimmering fpheare.
Her. What’s this to my Lyfinder ? where is he ?

Ob. wonder \(Titanta be awak’t

I
•
Ah good Z>ewfm7«,wiltthougiuehirnme?
Then whatic was that nexteamein her eye. Dem. I de rather giue hiscarkafletomy hounds.
Which fhe muft dote on, in extremitie. Her.O ut dog, out cur, thou driu’ft me paft the bounds
Enter Pitcke. Ofmaidens patience. Haft thou flainehim then?
Here comes my meffenger how now mad fpirit,
: Henceforth beneuer numbred among men.
What night-rule now about this gaunted groue? Oh, once tell true,euen for my fake,
Tuck; My Miftris with a monfter is in loue, Durft thou a lookt vpon h ilm. being awake ?
Neere to her clofc and confecratcd bower, And haft thou kill’d him fleeping ? O braue tutch
While (he was in her dull and fleeping hower, Could not a worme,an Adder do fo much ?
A crew of parches, rude Mechanicals, An Adder did it for with doubler tongue
:

That worke for bread vpon Athenian ftals, Then thineftflou ferpent) neuer Adder flung.
Were met together to rehearfc a Play, Dem. You fpend your palfionon amifpri’sd mood,
Intended for great Tbefeus nuptiall day : I am not guiltie of Lyfanders blood :

The fhalloweft thick-skin of that barren fort, Nor is hedead for ought chat I can tell.

Who Ttramsu prefentcd,in their fport, Her. I pr3y thee tell me then that he is well.
Forfooke his Scene, and entred in a brake, Dem. And if I could, what fhould I get therefore ?

When I did him at this adnantage take. Her. A priuilcdge,ncucr to fee me more
An Aflcs nole I fixed on his head. And from thy hated prefence part I: fee me no more
Anon his Thisbie muft be anfwered. Whether he be dead or no. Exit
And forth my Mimmiek comes : whenf-theyhim fpre, T)em. There is no following her in this fierce vaine,
A* Wildc-geefe,that the creeping Fowler eye, Here therefore for a while I will remaine.
Or rufled-pated ehoughes.many in fort So forrowes heauineffc doth hcauier grow:
(Rifing and cawing at the gufls report) For debt th3t bankrout flip doth forrow owe.
Seucr themfelucs,and madly fweepe the <kyc Which now in fome flight meafure it will pay.
If
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Iffor his tender here I make fome flay. Lie downe. Can you not hate me, as I know you doe.
Oh. What haft thou done?Thou haft miftaken quite But you muft ioyne in foules to mocke me to?
And laid the louc iuyce on fome true loucs fight : If you are men, as men you are in fhow.
Of thy mifprifion,muft perforce enfue You would not vfe a gentle Lady fo$
Some true loue turn’d.and not a falfe turn'd true To vow, and fwaare, and fupcrpraife my parts,
,

^w.Thcn fate ore-rules, that one man holding troth,

,

When I am fure you hate me with 1yourhearts.

A million faile, confounding oath on oath.
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You both are Riuals,and loue Hermia ;
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Ob. About the wood,goc fwiftcr then the winde, And now both Riuals to mocke Helena.
And Helena of Athens lookc thou finde. A trim exploit, a manly enterprize
All fancy ficke fhe is, and pale of cheere T o coniure teares vp in a poore maids eyes.
With fighcs ofloue.that corts the frefh bloud deare. With your derifion ;none of noble fort,
By lome illufion Ice thou bring her heere
charme his eyes againrt file doth appeare.
, W ould fo offend a Virgin, and extort
lie A poore foules patience, all to make you fport,
Robin. I go,Igo, lookc how I goe,
Lyf*. Y ou are vnkind Demetrius-, be not fo.
Swifter then arrow from the Tartars bowe. Exit. For you loue Hermia ; this you know I know
;
Oh. Flower of this purple die. And here with good will,with
all all my heart.
Hit with Cupids archery, In Hermias loue yeeld you vp my part;
I
Sinke in apple of his eye. And yours of Helena, to me bequeath.
When his louc he doth efpi c Whom I do loue and will do to my death.
Let her fhine as glorioufiy Hel. Neuer did mockers waft more idle breth.
As the Vtutu of the sky. Dem. Lyfander, keep thy Hermia ,1 will none:
When thou wak’ft iffliebcby. Ifere I lou’d her, all that loue is gone.
Beg of her for lemcdy. My heart to her, but as gucft-wife foieurn’d.
And now to Helen it is home return’d.
Enter Ruche. There torcmainc.
Ruth- Captaineofour Fairy band, Lyf. It is not fo.
Helena is hand,
heere at .Dc.Difparage not the faith thou doft not know.
And the youth, miftooke by me. Left to thy perill thou abide it deare.
Pleading for a Louers fee. Lookc where thy Loue comes yonder is thy deare.
,
Shall we their fond Pageant fee ?
Lord, what fooles thele mortals be ! . Enter Hfrmia,
Oh. Stand afidc: the noyie they make,
W'H caufe Demetrius to awake.
'

Her. Dark night, that from the eye his fun<ft ion takes,
Puch* Then will two at once wooc one. The care more quitke of apprehenfion makes ,
That muft needs be lport alone Wherein it doth impaire the feeing fenfe

And thole things doe beft plcafe me , lr paies the hearing double rccompence.
That befall prepoftcroufiy. Thou art not by mine eye, Lyfander found
Mine it) brought me to that found.
care (I thanke
Enter Lyfander and Helena. But why vnkindly didft thou leaue me fo ? (to go?
Lyf Why fhould you think f I fiiould wooc in fcorn ? Lyfan. \\ hy fiiould lice (lay whom Loue doth preffc
Scorne and derifion ncuer comes in tcarcs : Her. What loue could preffe Lyfander Horn my fide?
Lookc when I vow I wecpe; and vowes fo borne, Lyf. Lyfanders loue (that would not let him bide)
In their natiuity all truth appearcs. Faire Helena ; who more engilds the night,
How can thele things in me.feeme fcornc to you ? 7 hen all yon ficrie oes, and eies of light.
Bearing the badge of faith to prouc them true. Why feek’ft thou me? Could not this makethec know,
Hel. You doe aduance your cunning more & more. The hate I bare thee, made me leaue thee fo ?
When truth kils truth, O diuelifh holy fray ! Her. Youipeake not as you thinkc ; it cannot be.
Thefc vowes are Hermias. Will you giueherore? Hel. Loc, fhe is one of this confederacy
Weigh oath with oath,and you will nothing weigh. Now I perceiue they haue conioyn’d all three,
Your vowes to and me.fputintwofcales^
her, To falhion this faile lport in fpight of me.
Will eucn weigh, and both as light as tales. Iniurious Hermia. rroft yngratefull maid
,

Lyf. I had no iudgement, when to her I fwore. Haue you confpir’d, haue you with thefe contriu’d
Hel. Nor none in try minde.now yougiuc her ore. To baite me, with this foule derifion ?
Lyf. Denrtrtiu loues her, and he loues not you. Area. Is all the counfell that we two haue /har’d.
TDem. O tfc/f«,goddcffe,mrnph,perfe<ft, diurne. The lifters vowes, the houres that we haue fpent.
To what my. Ioue.fhall I compare thine eyne! When wee haue chid the hafty footed time y
Chtiftall is muddy, Ohowripein fhow, For parting vs ; O, is all forgot ?
Thy lips,thofe killing cherries, tempting grow ! All fchooledaiesfriendfhip,child-hood innocence?
That pure congealed white, high Taurus fnow'. We Hermia, like two Artificiall gods,
Fail'd with the Hafterne winde, turncs to a crow. Haue with our needles,created both one flower.
When thou holdft vpthy hand. Oletmekiffe Both on one fampler,fitting on one cufhion.
ThisPrinccffe ofpure white, this feale of bliffe. Both warbling ofonefong, both in one key;
hell. O fpight / O hell ] I fee you arc all bent As ifourhands,our fides, voices, and mindes
T o let ag.rnft me, for your merriment : Had beene incorporate. So vre grew together.
If you were ciuill, and knew curtefie Like to a double cherry, feeming parted
You would not: doc me thus much iniury. But yet a vmon in partition ,
Two
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Two louely berries molded on one ftem. Hate me, wherefore? O me, what n ewes my Loue?
So with two leeming bodies, but one heart, Ain not I Hertrna ? Are not you Lyfander
Two of the firft life coats in Heraldry, I am as faire now,as 1 was ere while.

Due but to one and crowned with onecreft. Since night you lcu'dme;yet fince night you left me.
And will you rent our ancient loue afunder, Why then you left me (O the gods forbid
To ioync with men in fcorning your poore friend ? In carried, fhall I fay ?

It is not friendly, ’tis not maidenly. Lyf. I, by my life

Our fexe as well as I, may chide you for it, And neuer did defirc to fee th:e more.
Though I alone doe feele the iniut ie. Therefore be out of hope,ofqueftion,of doubt ;
Her. I am amazed your palfionate words,
at Be certame,noth ng truer ’tis no ieft. :

I fcorneyou not It lecmes that you fcorneme. That I doe hate thee, and loue Helena.
;

Hel. Haue you not let Lyf.ir.de-r, as in fcorne Her. O me, you iugler,you canker bloflbme,
To follow me, and praile my eies anc lace? You theefeof lone What, haue you come by night.
;

And made your other lou e, Demetrius And ftolne my loues heart from him ?
(Who euen but now did fpurne me with his footc) Hel. Fine yfaith

To call me goddefle,nimph,diume,and rare. Haue you no modefty,no maiden fhame,

Precious. celeftiall ? Wherefore fpeakes hethis No touch of bafhfulncfle ? What, will you tearc
To her he hates r And wherefore doth Lyfinder Impatient anfwersfrom tongue ? mv pentle
Denieyourlouc'lo rt. h within his loulej Fic.fic, you counteifeit,you puppet,you.

And tender me (torfoirh,' aft'cdlion, Her. Puppet ? why fo? I, that way goes the game.
But by your fecting on,by your consent ? Now I perceiuc that fhe hath made con-mare
What though I be not lo in grace as you, Bccweene our ftatures.fhc hath vrg’d her height.

50 hung; vpon with lone, fo fortunate ? And with her perlonage.her tall perfonage.
(ButmifcrablemoUjto loue vnlou’d) Her height (forfooth)fhe liath preuail’d with him.
This you fhould pictle, rather then defpife. And are you growne lo high in his eftceme,
Her. 1 vnderft.and not what you meane by this. Becaule I am lo dwarfifh, and fo low i
Hel. I,doe,perfeucr,counterfeit fad lookes. How low am I, thou painted May-pole ?Speake,
Make mouthes vpon me when I turnc my backe, How low am I ? I am not yet fo low,
v\ inke each at other.hold the fweete ieft vp ;
But that my nailes can reach vnto thine eyes.
This fport well carried, fhall be chronicled. Hel.pray ydu though you mocke me,gcntlemcn,
I

Ifyou haue any pitcie, grace or manners, Let her not hurt me ; I was neuer curft :
You would not make me fuch an argument 1 haue no gift at all in fhrewifhnefle
But fa.e ve well.’tis partly rhineowne fault, Iam a right maide for my cowardize •

Which death o- ablence foOne fhall remedie. Let her not ltrike me you perhaps may thinkc,
:

Lyf. Stay gentle //e/e&jhe are my excufe, Becaufe fhe is fomethmg lower then my felfe.
My louc,my life, my fouiepaire Helena That 1 can match her.
Hel. O excellent 1 Her. Lower? harkeagaine.
Her. Swcete,do not fcorne her fo. hel. Good Hermiafo not befo bitter with me,

Dem. If fiae cannor cntreacej can compell. I euermore did loueyou Hermia,
Lyf. Thou canft compell ,no more then fhe entreate. Did eucr keepe your counfels.neuer wronged you,
Thy threats haue uo more ftrc.ngth then her weak praife. Saiie matinloue vnto Demetrius ,

Helen ,
I loue thee, by my lilc 1 dpe ;
I told him ofyour ftealth vnto this wood.

lfwearcby that which I will lofe for thee, He followed you,ior loue I followed him,
Toprouc him fall'e,tha -laics I loue thee not. But he hath chid me hence, and threatned me
Dem. fay, I loue thee more then he can do.
I To ftrike me, fpurne me, nay to kill me too
Lyf. Ifthou fay lo.with-draw and proueit too. And now,fo you will let me quicr go.
Dem. Qj_ick,come. To Athens will I beare my folly backe.
Her. Lr/i»<fw,whereto tends all this ? And follow you no further. Let me go.
Away,you frbiepe.
Lyf. You fee how fimple,and how fond I am.
Dem. No, no, Sir, fee,me to breake loofc Her. Why get you gone who ift that hinders you
: ?

Take on as you would fellow, Hel. A foolifh heart, that I leaue hcie behinde.
But yet come not you are a tame man, go,
:
Her. What, with Lyfander ?
Lyf. Hang off thou cat,thou bur;vile thing let loofe. Her. WhhDemctnus.
Or I will fhake thee from me like a ferpent. Lyf. Be not afraidphe fhall not harme thee Helena.
Her. Why are you growne fo rude ? Dem. No fir, fhe fhall not, though you take her part.
What change is this fweete Loue ? Hel. O when fhe’s angry,fhe is kcene and fhrewd.
Lyf. Thy loue? out tawny Txrtar, out; She was a vixen when fhe went to fchoole,
Out loathed medicine Ohated poifon hence. ;
And though fhe be but littlc,fhc is fierce.
Her. Do you not ic(I? Her. Little againe ? Nothing but low and little ?

Hel. Yes footh,and fodo you. yM Why will you tuffer her to flout me thus ?
Lyf. Demttnus :I will keepe my weft! Uiith thee H Let me come to her.
Dem.would I had your bond : for I ^fctveiae
I Ljf. Get you gone you dwarfc,
A weake bond holds yon; He noc truft yotit-wotd. Y ou minimus, of hindring knot-grafle made.
Lyf. What,fh<mld I htnrfi^,ftrike?ie¥,'&ili her dead ? You bead, you acotne.
Although I hate her, lie not havme herfo. Dem. You are too officious,
Her. What,can yon do me grcireiflrarme then hart? In her behalfe that fcorncs your feruices.
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Let her alone,fpeake not of Helena , But notwichdanding hade, make no delay :

T akc not her part. For thou doft intend

if
We may e fifed! this bufineffe,yet ere day.
Neuer fo little fhew ofloue to her, Puck. Vp and downe, vp and downe, I will leade
Thoufhalt abide it. them vp and downe I am fear’d in field and towne.
:

Lyf. Now fhe holds me not, Goblin , lead them vp and downe : here comes one.
Now follow if thou dar’d,to try wliofc right, Enter Lyfunder.
Of thine or mine is moll in Helena.
Lyf. Where art thou, proud Demetrius ?
Dem. Follow Nay,
lie goe with thee cheeke by
f Spcakcthou now.
iowle . Exit Lyfancier and Demetrius. Rob. Here villaine,drawne & readic. Where art thou?
Her. You Midris,a!I this coyle is long ofyou. Lyf. I will be with thee draight.
N ay, goe not backe. Rob. Follow me then to plainer ground.
Hel. I will not trud you T, Enter Demetrius.
Nor longer flay in your curd companie. Dem . Lyfander, fpeake againe
Your hands then mine, are quicker for a fray. Thou runaway, thou coward ,art tho u fled ?
My legs are longer though to runne away, Speake in fome bulb: Where dod th ou hide thy head ?
Rob. 1 hou coward, art thou bragging to the dars,
Enter Ober on and Pucke. T elling the bufhes that thou look’d for wars,
Ob. Tliis is thy negligence, dill thou milhk’ft. And wilt not come f Come rccreant,come thou childc,
Or elfe committ it thy knauerics willingly. I whip thee with a rod. He is defil’d
lc

Puck: Beleeue me, King of lliadovves,I miftooke, Thac drawes a fword on thee.
Did not you tell ine,I (bould know the man, Dem. Yea, art thou there ?
By the -Athenian garments he hath on ? Rn Follow my voice, vve’l try no manhood here.Ev/r.
.

And fo farre blamelcife proues my enterpize, Lyf He goes beforeme.and dill daresmeon.
That I haue nointed an Athenians eies, When I come where he cals, then he's gone.
And fo farre am I glad, it fo did fort, The villaine is much lighter heel'd then I
As this their ianglmg 1 citeeme a fport. I followed fad, but fader he did fiye
; /lifting places.
Ob. Thou feed thefe Louers fecke a place to fight. That fallen am i in darke vneuen way.
Hie therefore Robin ,cuercad the night. And here wil red me. Come thou gentle day : lye down.
The darrie Welkin couer thou anon. For ifbut once thou fliew me thy gray light,
With drooping fogge as biacke as Acheron, IlefindeDfOTWWAf.andrcuenge this ipight.
And lead thefe teilie Riuals fo aflray, Enter Robin and Dsmctrrus.
As one come not within anothers way. Rob.Ho,ho,ho coward^why coin’d thou not ?
;

Like to Lyfandrr, fometime frame thy tongue, Dem. Abide me,it thou,dar’d. For well 1 w ot, r

Thenftirre Demetrius vp with bitter wrong; Thou rund before me.fhifcing euery place,
And fometime raile thou like Demetrius ; And dar’d not dand,nor looWmc in the face.
And from each other lookc thou leade them thus, Where art thou ? &
Till ore their browesjdeath-counterfeiting^eepe ‘Rob. Come hither, I am here.
With leaden legs, and Batcie-wmgs doth c reepe ZL-vw.Nay then thou mock’d me thou fhalt buy ; this
Then hcarbe into Lyfinders eie,
crufia this deere.
Whofe liquor hath this vertuous propertie. If euer I thy face by day-light fee.
To take from thence all error, with his might, Now goe thy way : famtnefle condraineth me,
And make his cie-bals role with wonted fight To meafure out my length on this cold bed.
When they next wake,all this derifion By dries approach looke to be vificed.
Shall leeme a dreamc.and fruitlcffe vifion, Enter Helena.
And backe to Athens {hz\\ the Louers wend Hel. Owearynight,01ongand tedious night,
With league, whofe date till death (ball neucrend. Abate thy houres,fhine comforts from the Ead,
Whiles 1 m this aftairc do thee imply, That I may backe to Athens byday-light,
lie to my Qucene.and beg her Indian Boy From thefe thac my poore companie deted
And then I will her charmed eie releaie And fleepe that fometime fhuts vp forrowes eie,
From monfters view, and 3 II things firall be peace. Steale me a while from mine owne companie. Sleepe.
Pnck^ My Fairie Lord, this mud be done with hade. Rob. Yet but three? Come one more,
For night-fwift Dragons cut the Clouds full fad. T wo of both kindes makes vp fourc.
And yonder fhines Auroras harbinger Here fhe comes, curd and fad,
At whofe approach Ghods wandring here and there, Cupid is aknauifh lad.
Troope home to Church-yards; damned lpirits all, Enter Hermit.
That in croffe-waics and douds haue buriall, I Thus to make poore females mad.
Alreadie to their wormie beds are gone I
Her. Neuct fo wearic,neuerfoin woe,
For feare lead day fliould looke their fhames vpon. Bedabbled with the dew, and torne with briars,
They wilfully thcmfelues dxile from light. I can no further crawle,no further goe
And mud for aycconfort with biacke browd night. My legs can keepe no pace with my defircs.
Ob. But we arc lpirits of another fort Here will I red me till the breake of day,
I, with the mornings loue haue oft made fport. Heauens fhield Lyfinder, if they meane a fray.
And like a Fofreder,thc groues may tread, Rob. On tfie ground fleepe found.
Euentilltbe Eadernegare all fieriered, He apply your eie gentle loucr^emcdyi
Opening on Neptune, with faire blefTed bcames, When thou wak’ft^hou tak’d
T urncs into yellow gold.his fait greene dreames. :
True delight jr> thcJight of thy former Ladies eye,
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And the Country Prouerb knowne.
[jui oniii O how I loue thee ! how I dote on thee
That euery man Should takebis ovsne.
Enter Robin geodfellow and Oberon.
In your waking (ball be fhowne
Ob. Welcome good Robin-.
lacks fhal! hauc Itil, nought fhall goe ill.
bee Sceft thou this fweet fight?
The man (hall haue his Mare againe, and all ihall
Her dotage now I doe begin to pitty.
well-
:no ’
Thej fleepe aBthe Att, For meeting her of late behinde the wood.
Seeking fweet fauors for this hatefull foole,
I did vpbraid her, and fall out with her.
Hr
For fhehis hairy temples then had rounded.
3=1 I With coronet offrefh and fragrant flowers.
And that fame dew which fopitime on the buds,
( tABmQuaitus . W as wont to fwell like round and orient pe3rles;
Stood now within the pretty flouriets eyes,
Like teares that did the ir owne difgrace bewaile.
When I had at my pleafure taunted her,
Enter Queene ofFairies, and Clowne, and Fairies, ana the
And fhe in milde termes beg’d my patience,
1 then did askc of her, her changeling childe/
King behinde them.
Which ftraight fhe gaue me,and her Fairy fent
Tita. Come, fit thee downe vpon this flowryjjed. To beare him to my Bower in Fairv Land.
While I thy amiable cheekes doe coy,
And now I haue the Boy, I will vndoe
This hatefull imperfe&ionofher eyes.
And fticke muske rofes in thy fleckc fmoothe head.
And gentle Pttcke .take this transformed fcalpe.
And kiffe thy faire large cares, my gende ioy.
Clew. Where’s Peafeblojfomc ?
From off the head of this Athenian fwaine
That he awaking when the other doe ,
Peaf. Ready.
£70117. scratch my hea.&, Peafc-b/ojfome her’s Moun- May all to Athcnsbzckc againe repaire.
fieuer Cobweb.
And thinke no more of this nights accidents ,

But as the fierce vexation of a dreame.

Cob. Ready.
Clowne. Mounficur Cobweb, good Mouhfier get your But fuff I will releafe the Fairy Qmrene.
weapons in your hand, & kill me a red hipt humble-bee,
Be thou as then waft wont to be
on the top of a thiftle ; and good Mounfieur bring mce ;

See as thou waft wont to fee.

thehonybag. Doe not fret your feite too much in the
T) tans bud, or Cupids flower ,
a&ion, Mounfie-ur; and good Mounfieur haue a care the
Hath fuch force and blefted power.
hony bag breake not,I would be loth to haue yon oucr-
flowne with a hony-bag figniour. Where’s Mounficur
Muftardfeed ?
Now my Titania wake you my fweet Queene.
Tita. My O£cr0 //,what vilions haue i'eenc! I
Muf Ready.
Clo. Giue me your neafe, Mounficur Muftardfeed. Me-thought I was enamoured of an Afle.
good Mounfieur. Ob. There lies your loue.
?ray you leaue your courtefie
Ttta. How came thefe things to pafle ?
Muf. What's your will ?
Clo. Nothing good Mounfieur, but to help Caualery
Oh, how mine eyes doth loath this vifage now !

Cobweb tofcratch. I imift to the Barbers Mounfieur, for Ob. Silence a while, Robin takeoff his head :

77f4»i<* mufick cail, and ffrike more dead

me-thinkes I am maruellous hairy about the face. A nd I ;

am fuch a tender afTe,if my haire do but tickle mc,I muff Then common flecpe of 3il thefe, fine the fenfe.
;

fcratch.
Tita. Muficke, ho muficke, fuch as chiirmeth fleepe
Dihifick
Ttta. What,wilt thou heare fome muficke,my fwcet ft ill.
loue.
Rob. When thou wak’ft, with thine owne fooles eics
Clow. I haue a reafonable good care in muficke. Let peepc. (me
vs haue the tongs and the bones.
comc^ny Queen,take hands with
Ob. Sound mufick;
fJMuftcke Tongs ,.Rur all Mufeke. And rocke the ground whereon thefe fleepers be.
Tita. Or fay fweete Loue, vv'nat thou defireft to eat. Now thou and 1 are new in amity.
Clowne. Truly a pccke of Prouendcr ;
I could munch And will to morrow midnight, lolemnly
your good dry Oates. Me-thinkes hauc a great defire
I Dance in Duke Tbcfettshou(e triumphantly ,

to a bottle of hay :
good hay, fweete hay hath no fel- And bleffe it to all faire poflerity.
There fhall the paires of faithfuli Louers be
low.
Tita. I haue a venturous Fairy, Wedded, with Thefeus, all in iollity.

That (hall feckethe Squirrels hoard Rob. Faire King attend, and marke,

And fetch thee new Nuts. Idoe heare the morning Larke.
Clown. Ihadratherhaueahandfullor two of dried Ob. Then my Queene in filence fad.
peafe. But I none of your people ftirre me,
pray you let Trip we after the nights fhade ;
haue an expofition offleepe come vpon me. We the Globe can compafle foone.
Tjta. Slcepe thou, and 1 will windc thee in my arms, Swifter then the wandring Moonc.
Fairies be gone, and be alwaics away. Tita . Come my Lord, and in our flight*
So doth the woodbine, the fweet Honifuckle, Tell me how it came this night.
Gently entwifij thefcmaleluy fo That I fleepingheere was found.
Sleepers LjffiiB.
Enrings the barky fingers of the Elme.
O With
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With thefe mortals on the grouted.
AMidfommernights Dreame.
Exeunt.
W'tnde Hornes,
And I in furie hither followed
Faire Helena , in fancy followed
them;
me. r; r.i • : 1 f
Enter Thefeus.Egeus ,Hippolita and all bts traine. But my good Lord, 1 wot not by what power
Tbef. Goe one ol you,fiode out the Forreftcr (But by Tome power it is ) my louc .-A
For now ourobfcrtiation is perform’d ; To Bermia (melted as the fnow)
And fince we haue |hc yayvard of the day. Seems to me now as the remembrance of an idle gaude.
My Louefliallheare the mufickeof my hounds. Which in my childchood 1 did doat vpon
Vncouple in the Well erne valley, let them goe ; And all the faith, the vertue of my heart.
Difpatch I fay, and finde the Forrefter. The obiedf and the pleafure of mine eye.
We will fairs Quccne,vp to the Mountaines top. Is onely Helena. Toher,my Lord,
And marke the muficall confuflon Was 1 betroth’d, ere I lee Hermia,
Ofhounds and cccho in coniun&ion. But like a fickenefTe did I loath this food,
Hip. I was with Hercules, and Cadmus once. But as in health, come tomy naturall tafte.
When in a wood o$(frectc they bayed the Beate Now doe I wifli it, loue it, long for it
With hounds ofSparta neuer did 1 hearc ; And will for cuermore be true to it.
Such gallant chiding. For bcfidcs the groues, Tbef Faire Louers,you are fortunately met;
The skies, the fpuntaines,euery region neere, Of this difeourfe we fliall hearemorc anon. A
Sceme all one mucuall cry. i neuer heard Egeits, 1 w ill ouei-beare your will;

So muficall a dil'cord, luch fweet thunder. For in the Temple, by and by with vs,
Tbef. Myhounds are bred out of the Spartan kjndc, Thefe couples fliall eternally be knit.
1

So flew’d, fo fanded, and their heads are hung And tor the morning now is lomething worne,
With cares that fweepe away the morning dew , Onr pui pos’d hunting fliall be let afide.

Crooke kneed, and dew-lapt,hke Tbcjfalian Buis, Away with vs to Athens

, ;
three and three,
Slow in purfuit,but match’d in mouth like bels. Wee'll hold a fealt in great iolemnitie.
Each vnder each. A cry more tuneable Come bippolita. Exit Duke and Lords.
Was neuer hallowed to, nor cheer’d with home ? 2)ew. Thefe chings fecmefmall $i vndiftmguifliable.
In Crcete, in Sparta, nor in Thefa/y ;
Like farre off mountaines- turned into Clouds.
Iudge when vou hcare. Bnt fofc,wh3t nimphs arc thefe? Her. Me-thinks 1 fee thefe things with parted eye,
E^cus. My Lord, this is my daughter heere afleepe. When tuety things leemes double.
And this Lyfander this Demetrius is.
, Hel. So ir.e-thinkes ^

This Helena, olde Cedars Helena , And I hauc found Demefrius, like a iewell.
I wonder of this being heere together. Mine owne, and nomine owne.
The. No doubt they rofe vp ea r ly,to obferue Dem. It fe<$mes to mee.
The right of ; M
and hearing; our intent.
.iy That yet wc fleepe, wedreame. Do not you thinkc,
Came heere in grace of our folemnity. The Duke was heere, apd bid vs follow him ?
But fpeake Egeus, is not this :bc day Her. Yea, and my Father.
That Htrmta should gme anfwer ol her choice? He!. And Hippo!ita.
Egeus. It is, my Lord. Lyf. And he bid vs follow to the Temple.
Tbef. Goe bid the huntf-men wake them with their Dem. Why then we are awake lets follow him, and ;

homes. by the way let vs recount our dreames.

IIornet and they wake. 'Bottome wakes. Exit Loners.
Shout within, they allJl art vp. Clo. When my cue comes, call me, and I will anlwer.
Good morrow friends Saint Valentine is paft,
Tbef. : My next is, moft faire Fire&mtts H y ho. Peter Ruined
Begin thefe wood birds but to couple now ? /•/ate the bellowes mender? Snout the inker ? Starve-
Lyf. Pardon my Lord. ling} Gods my life ! Stolne hence, and left me afleepe : I

Tbef I pray you all (land vp. haue had moft rare vifion. Ihadadrcame.paft the wit
a

I know you two are Riuall enemies. ofman, tofay, what dreame it was. Man is but an Afle,
How comes this gentle concord in the world if he goe about to expound this dreame. >e-thoughtI

That hatred is is to farre fimmealoufic was, there is no man can tell what. Me-thoughtI was,
To fleepe by hate, and feare no enmity. and me-thought 1 had. But man is but a patch’d foole
Lyf My Lord, I fliall reply amaz.edly, if he will offer to fay/what me-thought I had.The eye of

Hflfe fleepe, halfc waking. Bur as yet, I fvveare, man hath not heard, the eare of man hath not feen, mans
I cannot truly fay how I came heere. hand is not able to tafte, his tongue to conceiue, nor hij
But as 1 thinkc (for truly would I fpeake) heart to report, what my dreame was. I will get Peter
And now doebethinke me, fait is;
I Quince to write a ballet of this dreame, it fhall be called
I came with Hermia hither. Our intent Bottomes Dreame, becaufe it hath no bottomc; and J will
Was to be gone from Athens, where we might be fing it in thclatter end of a play, before the Duke. Per-
Without the pcrill of the Athenian law. aduenture,to make it the more gracious , I fliall flog it
£><?. Enough, enough, my Lord you hauc enough :
at her death. - ’
Exit.
I be the Law, the Law,vpon his head :
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They would haue ftolne away, they would Demetrius , Enter Quince } Flute , This btet Sneut , and Starveling .

Thereby to haue defeatedyou and me

You of vour wife,and me ofmy confent Slum, Haue you fent to 'Bottomes haufe ? I* he come
Of my confent, that fhe fhould be your wife. home yet?
T>em. My Lotd,faire Helen told me of their Health, Staru. He cannot be heard of. Out of donbe hee is
Of this their purpofe hither, to this wood. tranfported.
Tbi f If
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play Itgocs That if it would but apprehend fome ioy,
Thtf. Ifhe come not, then the
is roar’d.
It comprehends fome bnnger of that ioy
not forward, d#th it ?
Quin. It is notpoffible : you haue not a man in all
Or in the night, imagining fome feare.
jitbens, able to difeharge Piramtu
but he. How eafie is a bnfh fuppos’d a Beare ?

any handy- Hip. Buc all the ftorie of die night told ouer
Tbif No, hee hath limply the beft wit of
man in esdthens. And all their minds transfigur’d fo together.
craft
Quit*. Y ea,and the beft perfon too, and hee is a very More witnefleth than fancies images.
Paramour, for afwectvoyce.
And growes to fomething of great conftancic^

Tbif. You muft fay, Paragon. A Paramour is (God But howfoeucr, ftrange,and admirable.

blcfiV vs) a thing of nought.

Enter louers } Ljfonder, Demetrius, Hcrmi..,

Enter Snug the Ioyner. and Helena ,

Snur. Matters, the Duke is comming from the T cm

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Lords Ladies more mar- 7'he. Heere come the louers.full ofioy and mirth
ple,and there is two or three :

had all bin made Ioy, gentle friends, ioy and frefn dayes
ried;If our fport had gone fbfward,we
Of loue accompany your hearts,
m<
Ofweet bully 'Bottome.- thus hath he loftfixe- Ljf. More then to vs, W3i:c in your royall walkes,
Tbif.
haue fcaped fix- your boord, your bed.
nence a day, during his life;he could net
him fixpcnce The. Come now, what maskes, what dances
pence a day! And the Duke had not giuen flhall

Piramue lie be bang’d. He would haue we haue,

a day for playing
,

dclerued it. Sixpence a day in Piramus,ot nothing. To vveare away this long age of three homes.

Enter 'Bottom*. Between our after fupper, and bed-time ?

Where are thefe Lads ? Where are thefc hearts ? Where is our vluall manager of mirth ?
Tot.
Qum. 'Bottoms, moft couragious day! O moll hap-
What Reuels are in hand ? Is there no play,
piehoure!
T o eafe the anguifh of a torturing houre ?
Tot. Matters,! am to difeourfewonders * but ask me Cailf>e«>.
o ^ |

For if 1 tell you 1 am no true Athenian. I Ege. Heere mighty The fern.
not what. ,
out. The. Say, whac abridgement haucyou for this eue-
will tell you cuety thing as it fell
ning?
Qu. Let vs heare,fweet Bottoms.
Tot. Not a word of me:all that I will tell you,is,that
What maske? What muficke?How {Trail we beguile
the Duke hath dined. Get your apparcll together,
good The la7.:c time, if not with fome delight ?

your beards, new ribbands to your pumps, Ege. There is a breefc how man? fporrs arc rife:
ftrin^s to
meete prctently at the Palace ,
eucry man looke ore his Make choilc of which your Higbneffe will lee firtt.

part :for the fhort and the long is,our play is preferred
; Lif Thebattell with the Centaurs to be lun^
In any cafe let Tbisby hauecleanc linneir.and let not him By an Athenian Lunuch, to the Harpe.

that play es the Lion, paire his r.ailes, for

they Hull hang The. Wcc’lnoneofthat. Tint hauel told my Loue
And moll deare Aftors.eate In glory ofmy kinfman Hercules.
out for the Lions clawcs.
no Onions, norGariickc ;
for wee are to vtterfweete Lif. The riot of the tiplie Bachanalr,

breath,and doc not doubt but tohearc them iay, it

I
13 a T earing the Thracian fingcr,in their rage f
The. That an old deuicc, and
fweet Comedy. No more words away, go away. it was plaid
:
is

Exeunt. When from Thebes esme a (t a Conqueror.

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Lif The thrice three Mufes,mourning for the death
oflearning, late deceaft in beggerie.
The. That is loose Satire kcene and critical!,
ABus Quintus. Notforting with a nuptial! ceremonie.
Lif A tedious breefe Scene of yong Viran.m,
And his loue7^V(7; very tragicall mirth.
Enter Tbefeus , Hippolita, Egeus and bis Lords. The. Merry and tragicall r Tedious, and briefe? That
is, hot ice, and wondrous ttrange fnow. How {hall wee

Hip. ’Tis ttrange my Tbefeusfo thefe loners fpeake of. finds the concord of this difeord?
The- More may bclecue
ttrange then crue. Ineucr Ege. A play there is, my Lord, fome ten words long,
Thefe antteke fables, nor thele Fairy toyes, Which is as breefe, aslhaucknowne a play
Louers and mad men haue fuch fecthing braines. But by ten words, my Lord, it is too lonp;;
Such flhaping phantafies, that apprehend more Which makes it tedious. For in all the play,
Then coole reafon euer comprehends. 1 here is not one word apt, one Player fitted.

The Lunaticke, the Louer,and the Poet, And tragicall my noble Lord it is for P»ramsu :

Are of imagination all compa6L Therein doth kill himfelfe. Which when 1 law
One fees more diucls then vafte hell can hold Rehearft,1 muft confefle, made mine eyes water :

That is the mad man. The Louer,all as franticke, But more merrie tearcs,thepattion of loud laughter
Sees Helens beauty in a brow o (Egipt. Nenerfhcd.
The Poets eye in a fine frenz.y rolling, doth glance Tbef What are they that do play it?
From hcauen to earth, from earth to heaucti. Ege Hard handed nten, that worke in Athens hccrc,
,

And as imagination bodies forth the forms of thing# Which ncuer labour'd in their mindes till now ;
Vnknowne the Poets pen turnes them to fhapes.
;
And now haue toyled their vnbrc3thcd memories
And giues to aire nothing,® local! habitation. With this fame play, again!! your nuptialL
And a name. Such trick* hath ftrong imagination. The. And we will heart it.
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Phi. No,my noble Lord,it is not for you. I haue heard This griz.y beaft (which Lyon bight by name)
It ouer,and nothing, nothing in the world
it is
j
The trufty Tbisby, comming firft by night.
Vnleffeyou canfindefport in their intents, Did fcarre away, or rather did affright
Extreamcly ftretcht,an d cond with cruell paine And as (he Bed, her mantle {he did fall
Todoeyoul'eruice. Which Lyon vile with bloody mouth didflaine.
Tbef. I will heare that play. For neuer any thing Anon comes P {ramus fweet youth and tall,
y

Can be amifle, when fimpleneffe and duty tender it. And findes his Tbisbies Mantle flaine
Goebringthem in, and take your places, Ladies. Whereat, with blade, with bloody blamefull blade,
Hip. I loue not to fee wrctchednefle otccharged He brauely broacht his boiling bloudy bread
And duty in his fcruice pcrifhing. And Thisby tarrying in Mulberry Grade,
,

ThefWhy gentle fweet, you fhall fee no fuch thing. His dagger drew, and died. For all the reft.
Hip. Ha faies,they can doe nothing in this kinde. Let Lyon,Motne-fbine fP'aRy&nii Louers twaine,
Tbef. The kinder we, to giucthcm thanks for nothing At large difeourfe, while here they doe reraaine.
Out fport fhall be,to take what they miflake Exit all but U^all.
And what poore duty cannot doe, noble refpe& wonder if the Lion be to fpeake.
7bef. I
Takes it in might, not merit. Deme. No wonder, my Lord one Lion may, when ;

Where I haue come, great Clearkes haue purpofed many Affcs doc.
To greete me with premeditated welcomes Exit LyonfThisbie >and Afeenejhine.
Where I haue feene them fhiuer and lookc pale , Wall. In this fame Interlude, it doth befall,

Make periods in the midft of fentcnces. That I, one Snoxvt (by name) prefent a wall
Throttle their pradliz.’d accent in their feares. And fuch a wall, as I would haue you thinke,
And in conclufion,dumbly haue broke off, That had in it a crannied hole or chinkc
Not paying me a welcome. Truftmefweete, Through which the Louers, Piramus and Tbisbie
Out of this filence yet, Ipickt a welcome Did whifper often, very fecretly.
And in the modefly of fearcfull duty This Ioamtjihis rough-caft ,and this Rone doth (hew.
I read as much, as from the ratling tongue That I am that fame Wall ; the truth is fo.
Of faucy and audacious eloquence. And this the cranny is, right and finiftcr,
Loue therefore, and tongue-tide fimplicity. Through which ttie fearetull Louets ate to whifper.
In leaft,fpeake mofl, to try capacity. Tbef. Would you defire Lime and Hairc to fpeake
Egetu. So plcale your Grace, the Prologue is addreft. better?
Duke. Let him approach. Elor.Trum. Deme. It is the wittieft partition, that eucr I heard
difeourfe, my
Lord.
Enter the Prologue. Quince. Tbef. Vyramus drawes nec-re the Wall, filence.
Pro. Ifwe offend, it is with our good will. Enter Pyramus
That you fhould thtnke.we oome not to offend, Pir. O grim lookt night,o night with hue fo blacke,
But with good will. To fbew our fimple skill O night, which euer art.when day is not
That is the true beginning of our end. 0 night, 6 night, alackc, alacke, alacke,
Confider then, wc come-but in defpight. 1 feare my Tbisbies promife is forgot.
We do not come, as minding to cootentyou. And thou 6 wall, thou fweet and louely wall.
Our true intent is. All foryour delight. That (lands betweene her fathers ground and mine ,

We are not heere. That you fhould here repent you, Thou wall, 6 wall, 6 fweet and louely wall.
The A&ors arc at hand ; and by their fhow Shew me thy chinkc, to biinke through with mine eine.
You fhall know all, that you are like to know. Thankes courteous wall, loue fhield thee well for this.

Tbef This fellow doth notftand vpon points. But what fee I? No Tbtsbte doe I fee.
Lyf. He hath rid his Prologue, like a rough Colt he : O wicked wall, through whom I fee no bliffc

knowesfiotthe (fop. A good morall my Lord. Itisnot Curft be thy ftones for thus deceiuing mee.
enough to fpcake, but to fpeake true. Tbef. The wall me-thinkes being fenfible, fhould
Hip. Indeed hee hath plaid on his Prologue, like a curfeagaine.
childc on a Recorder, a found, but not in gouernment. Pir. No in truth fir, he fhould not .T)eceiuingme 3
Tbef. His l'pecch was like a tangled chaine: nothing Is Tbisbies cue J fhe is to enter, and I am to fpy
impaired, but all difordered. Who is next ? Her through the wall. You fhall fee it will fall.

Taveyer with a Trumpet before them.

Enter Tbisbie.
Enter pyramus and This by y JVall,JHoone-pnne^tnd Lyon. Pat as Iyou; yonder fhe comes.
told •

Pro!. Gentles, perchance you wonder at this fhow. Tbif. O vvall,fuU often haft thou heard my mones.
But wonder on,tiil truth make all things plaine. For parting my faire Piramus t and me.
This man is Ptramus, if you would know My cherry lips haue often kill thy ftones;
This beauteous Lady, 7 btsby is ccrtaine. Thy ftones with Lime and Haire knit vp in thee.

This man, with lyme and rougb-caft,doth prefent Pyra. I fee anow will I to the chinkc ,
voyce ;

Wall, that vile wall, which did thefe louers funder T o fpy and I can heare my Tbisbies face. Thisbte ?
And through walls chinkfpoor foules) they are content Tbif. My Loue thou art,my Loue I thinke.
To whifper. Attbe which, let no man wonder. Thinke what thou vvilt,Iatn thy Louers grace,
Pir.

This man,with Lanthorne,dog,andbufhofthorne, ;

And like Limander am I trufty ftill.
Prcfcntethmoone-fhine. For if you will know, __
Tbif. And like Helen till the Fates me kill.
By moone-fhine did thefe Louers thinkc no fcorne Pir. Not Shafalus to Promts, vizs fo true.
T o meet at Nintts toombe,there, there to wooe : Tbif. As Shafalus to Procrus, I to you.
Pir. O
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Pir. OkifTe me through the hole of this vile wall. Du. Well run Thiiby. I
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Thif. 1 kifl'e the wals hole, not your lips at all. Dut. Wellfhone Moone.
Pir. Wilt thou at Ninnies tombemecce meftraight Truly the Moone flnnes with a good grace
way? Du. Wei roouz/d Lion.
Tide life, tide death,I come without delay.
Thif.
Dem And then came Piramsu,
Thus hauc UVaU,my part difeharged fo;
trail. Lyf. And fo the Lion vanifht.
And being done, thus Wall away doth go. Exit Claw.
Du. Now is the morall downe betweene the two Enter Piramsu.
Neighbors. Pyr. Sweet Moone, I thank thee for thy funny
beames
Dem. Noremedie my Lord, when Wals are fowil- Ithanketheo*Moonc,forfhiningnow fo bright:
full, to heare without warning. For by thy gracious, golden, glittering beames,
Dut. This is the fillieft ftuftc that ere I heard. Irrud to tafte of trued Tbubtes fight.
Du. The bell in this kind are but fhadowes, and the But day : O fpight but marke, poore Knight,
!

worft are no worle, if imagination amend them. What dreadful dole is heere ?
Dut It muft be your imagination chen,& not theirs. Eyes do you lee ! How can it be -

Dulr. ]f wee imagine no worfe of them then they ot |

O dainty Duckc O Deere :
J

themfclues, they may pafl'e for excellent meu.Here com i Thy mantle good ; what daind with blood J
two noble beads, in a man and a Lion. I Approch you Furies fell :

l O Fates/ come, come Cut thred and thrum, :

Enter Lyon and Moonc-fkine. Quailc, crufh, conclude, and quelL

Lyon. You Ladies, you (whofc gentle harts do feare Du. This pafTion,and the death of a dcare friend,
The fmalleftmonftrous moufe that creepes on floore ) W ould go neerc to make a man looke fad.
May now perchance, both quake and tremble hccre. Dut. Befhrew my hcart.but I pittie the man.
When Lion rough in wildctt rage doth roare. Pir. O wherefoie Nature, did’ft thou Lions frame ?
Thenknow that I, one Snug the Ioyncr am Since Lion vildc hath heere deflour’d my deere
A Lion fell, nor elfc no Lions dam : Which is no,no, which was the faired Dame
:

For if I Lion come in ftrife

fhould as That liu’d, that lou d, that lik’d. that look'd with chcere.
Into of my life.
this place, ’twerepittie Come teares , confound Out fword,and wound :

Du. A verie gentle bead, and of a good confcience. The pap of Ptramus :
Dem. The verie bed at a bead, my Lord, f cte 1 law. I
,
that left pap, where heart doth hop

Lif. This Lion is a verie Fox for his valor. Thus dye I, thus, thus, thus.
Du. True, and aGoofcfor his diferetion. Now am I dead, now am 1 fled, my foule is in the sky.
Dem. Not fo my Lord: for his valor cannot carrie Tongue lofe thy light, Moone take thy flight.
and the Fox carries the Goofc.
his diferetion, Now dye,dye,dye,dye,dye.
Du. His diferetion I am fure cannot carrie his valor 'Dem. No Die, but an ace for him for he is but one. ;

for the Goofc carries not the Fox. It is well ; leauc it to Lif. Leflethen an ace n)an. For he is dead, he is no-
his diferetion, and let vs hearken to the Moone. thing.
Moon. This Lanthornc doth the horned Moone pre- Du. With the hclpe of a Surgeon,he might yet reco-
fen t. uer, and prouc art AfTe.
De. He fhould haue worne the hornet on his head. Dut. How chance Moonc-fhineis gone before?
Du. Heeisnocrefcent, and his homes arc inuifible, Tbisby comes backe, and Andes her Loucr.
within the circumference.
Moon. This lanthoine doth the horned Moone pre- Eater Thubj .
fent : My felfe, the man i’th Moone doth feeme to be.
Du. This is the greated error of all the red; the man Duke. She wil finde him by flarre light.
•
fhould be put into the Lanthor.ic.How is it els the man Heere fhe comes, and her paflion ends the play.
i’th Moone ? Dut. Me thinkesfhee fhould not vfe a long one for
Dem. He dares not come there for the candle. fuch a Piramus I hope fhe swill be breefc.
:

For you fee, it is already in fnuffe. Dem A Moth wil curne the ballance, which Piramus
.

Dut. IamwearieofthisMoonc would he would •, which Tbuby is the better. (eyes#

change. Lyf. She hath fpyed him already, with thofc fweete
Du. It appeares by his fmal light of diferetion, that Dtm. And thus fhe meanes vide licit.
he is in the wane but yet ip couricfre, in all reafon, we
: This, Afleepemy Louc? What, dead my Doue >
mud day the time. OPiramtts»i\(ei
Lyf. Proceed Moone; Spcake.Speake. Quite dumbe? Dead, dead? A tombe
1

Moon. All that I haue to fay, is to tell you, that the Muft coucr thy fweet eyes.
Lanthorne is the Moone; I, the man in the Moond; this Thefe Lilly Lips, this cherry nofc,
tborne bufh.my thorne bufh; and this dog, my dog. Thefe yellow Cowflip cheekes
Dem. Why all thefe fhould be in the Lanthomeifo'r Are gone, are gone : Louers make mone
thcya*«mrheMoone.Butfitence, hcere comes T’huby. His eyes were greenc as Leekcs.
O fitters three, come, come to ir.ee.
Enter Thiibj. With hands as pale as Milke,
Thif. Thi j is old Ninnies ton, be where is ; my louc ? Lay them in gore, finer you haue Ihore
Lyon. Oh. With fheeres, his thred offilke.
The Lion routes flhuby runs off. T ongue not a word Come trufty fworfiL;:

Dem. Well roar’d Lion. Come blade, my breft imbrue 3

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And far\yell friends,thus Thubie ends By the dead and drowfie ficr
Adieu, adieu, adieu. Euerie Elfe and Fairie fpright,
Duk, • Moon-fhine & Lion are left to burie the dead. Hop as light as bird from brier.
Deme. I, and Wajl too. And this Ditty after me, ling anddance it trippinglic.
Bot . No, 1 affure you, the wall is dovvuc, that parted Tit a.Firftrehearfethisfongby roatc,
their Fathers. Will itpleafe you to (ee the Epilogue, or To each word a warbling note.
to hcare a Bcrgomask dance, betwecnc two of our com- Hand in hand, with Fairie grace.
pany ? Will we ling and bleflc this place.
Duk. No Epilogue, I pray you; for your play needs The Seng.
no excufe. Neucrcxcufe ; for when the plaiersare all Now vntiU the breake ofday ,

dead, there need none to beblamed. Marry, ifhee that Through this houfe each Fairy firaj.
writ it had plaid ‘Ttramus , and hung himfelfe in Thisbies To the heft Bride- bed will we,
garccr/it would hauebeenc a fine Tragedy andfoit is : Which by vsfhall bleffed be :
truely, and very notably difeharg’d. But come, your And the iffue there createf
Burgomaske ; let your Epilogue alone. huerfhall be fortunate
The iron tongue of midnight hath told tvvelue. So fhall all the couples three,
Loners to bed, ’tis almoft Fairy time, Euer true in loutng be :
Ifeare we fhall out-fteepe the comrning morne, And the blots of Natures hand,
A* much as we this night haue oucr-watcht. Shall not in their iffuefiand ,
This palpable groffc play hath well beguil’d Neuer mole,harelip, nor fcarre,
The heauy gate of night. Sweet friends to bed, Nor markcpredigtoiuffuch as are
A fortnight hold we this folemnity. T>efpifed in Natiuitie ,
In nightly Reucls; and new tollitic. Sxtunt, Shall vpon their children be.
With this field dew confecrate ,
Sitter Pucke. Euery Fairy take his gate.
Ptick^ Now the hungry Lyons rores. And each [euerall chamber bleffe
And the Wolfe beholds the Moone: Through this PaRace with fweet peace ,
Whileft the heauy ploughman fnorcs, Luerjhallin fafetyrefi ,
All with weary taske fore-done. And the owner of it blcfl .

Now the wafted brands doe glow, Trip away , make noflay ;
Whil'ft the fcritch-owle,fcricching loud. Meet me all by breake of day.
Puts the wretch that lies in woe.
In remembrance of a fhrowd. Robin. Ifwcfhadowes haue offended,
Now it is the time of night. Thinke but this (and all is mended)
That the graues, all gaping wide, That you haue but flumbred heere.
Euery one lets forth his lpright While thefe vifions did appcarc.
In the Church-way paths to glide. And this weake and idle theatric.
And we Fairies.that do runne. No more yeelding but a dreame,
By the triple Uecates teame Ccntles, doc not reprehend.
From the prefence of the Sunne, If you pardon, we will mend.

Following darkenefle like a dreame, And as I am an honeft Pucke

Now are frollicke ;
not a Moufe If we haue vnearned lucke,

Shall difturbe this hallowed houfe. Now to feape the Serpents tongue*
I with broome before
am lent We will make amends ere long
Tofweep theduft behindethe doore. Elfe the Pucke a lyar call.

So good night vnto you all.

Enter King and ffueene ofFairies, with their traine. Giue me your hands, if we be frieuds.
Ob. Through the houfe giue glimmering light. And Robin fhall rcftorc amends.

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Enter Antbomo , Salafino,and Salanio. Therefore my merchandize makes me not fad.
Sola. Why then you are in loue-
An than to. Anth. Fie, fie.

,N footh I know not why I am fo fad* Sola. Not in loue neither then let vs fay you are fad
:

It wearies me you fay it wearies you

:
;
Becaulcyou are not merry; and ’twere as eafic
iuthow I caught it, found it,or came by it, For you to laugh and leape,and fay you are merry
What ftufte’tis made of, whereof it is borne, Becaufe you are not fad. Now by two-headed Iantes
Iamtolearnc: andfucha Want-wit fadnelTc makes of Nature hath fram’d Orange fellowes in her time :
mee, Some that will euermore peepe through their eyes,
That I haue much ado to know my felfe. And laugh like Parrats at a bag-piper.
Sal. Your mindc is tofsing oh the Ocean, And other of iuch vineger afpciV
There where your frrgofies with portly l'ailc That they’ll nor fhew their teech in way offmile,
Like Signiors and rich Burgers on the flood. Though Nejfor fweare the iefl be laughable.
Or as it were the Pageants of the fea,
Dooucr-pecrethe pettie Trafflquers Enter Bajfanio, Lorenfo, and Cratiano.
c
That curtfie to them, do them reuercnce Sola. Heere comes Baf[anio>
As they flye by them with their wouen wings. Your molt noble Kinlman,
Salar. Bcleeue me fir, had I fuch venture forth. Cratiano, and Lorenjo. Faryewell,
The better part of my atfe&ions, would We lcaue you now with better company.
Be with my hopes abroad. 1 fhould be Bill Sala. I would haue flaid till I had made you merry.
Plucking the grafl'etoknovv where fits the winde. If worthier friends had not preuented me.
Peering in Maps for ports, and peers, and rodes tsfnt. Your worth is very deere in my regard.
And euery obietSt that might make me feare I take ityourowne bufinc-s calls on you.

Misfortune to my ventures, out of doubt And you embrace th'occafion to depart.

Would make me fad. Sal. Good morrow my good Lords. (when?
Sal. My winde cooling my broth,’ Hajf. Good figniors both, when (Vail we]augh?fay.
Would blow me to an Ague, when I thought You grow exceeding flrange imuflitbefo ?
What harme a winde too great might doe at fea. Sal. Wee'll make our leyfures to attend on yours.
I fhould not fee the fandic hourc-gi3{fc runne. Exeunt Salanno, and Solanio.
But I fhould thinkeof fhallows,and of flats Lor. My Lord 'Baft.wio, fince you haue found Anthonio
And fee my wealthy Andrew docks in fand, We two will leaue you, but at dinnertime
Vailing her high top lower then her ribs I pray you haue inminde where we mufl meete.
Tokiflcherburiall; ihouldl goe to Church Faff. I will not faile you.
And fee the holy edifice of ftone, (frat. You looke not well fignior Anthonio t
And not bethinke me ftraight of dangerous rocks, You haue too much refpe£t vpon the world :
Which touching but my gentle Vcffels fide They loofe it that doc boy it with much cate,
Would fcatter all her fpices on the flreame Bcleeue me you are maruelloufly chang’d.
Enrobe the roring waters with my Hikes, Ant. hold the world but as the world Grattans ,
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And in a word, but euen now worth this. A man mufl play a part ,
ftage, where euery
And now worth nothing. Shall I haue the thought Arid mine a fad one.
T o thinke on this, and fhall I lacke the thought Graft. Let me play thefoole,
That fuch a thing bechaunc’d would make me fad ? With mirth and laughter let old wrincklcs come.
But tell not me, I know Anthomo And let my Liuer rather heate with wine ,
Is fad to thinke vpon his merchandize. Then my heart coole with mortifying grones.
Anth. Beleeuc me no,I thankc my fortune for it. Why fhould a man whofe bloud is warme within ,
My ventures are not in one boctome trufted. Sit like his Grandfire, cut in Alablafter ?
Nor to one place ; nor is my whole eftate slcepe when he wakes ? and creep into the Iaundies
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By being peeuifh ? I tell thee what Authority And thankfully reft debter for thefirft.
I loue thee, and it is my loue that fpeakcs tsin. Y ou know me wcll,and herein fpend but time
There arc a fort of men, whofe vifages To winde about my loue with circumftance.
Do creame and mantle like a ftanding pond. And out of doubt you doe more wrong
And do a wilfull ftilnefle entertaine. '

Inmaking queftion of ray vttermoft

With pnrpofe to be dreft in an opinion '

Then if you had made wafte ofall I haue

Of wifcdome, grauity, profound conceit, j
Then doe but fay to me what I fhould doe
As who fhould fay, I am fir an Oracle, That in your knowledge may by me be done,
And when I ope my lips, let no doggc barkc. i
And lam preft vnto it ; therefore fpeake.
0 my Anthonio, I do know ofthelc j
Bajf. In "Belmont is a Lady richly left,
That therefore oncly are reputed wife. i
And {he and fairer then that word.
is faire,

For faying nothing ;

when am verie
1 fure Of wondrous vertues, fometimes from her eye*
If they fhould fpeake, would almoft dam thofc cares 1 did receiue faire fpecchleffe meffages
Which hearing them would call their brothers fooles Her same is Portia , nothing vndervaJlewd
lie tell thee more of this another cime. To Cato s daughter, Brut Hi Tortia ,
But fifh not with this melancholly baite Nor is the wide world ignorant of her worth

For this foole Gudgin, this opinion For the fourc windcs blow in from euery coaft
Come good Lorenzo, faryewell a while. Renowned Tutors , and her funny locks
He end my exhortation after dinner. Hang on her temples like a golden fleece
%or. Well, we will leaue you then till dinner time. Which makes her feat of Belmont ( holches ftrond.
1muft be one of thefe fame dumbe wife men, And many Iafsns come in queft of her.
For Gratiano neucr let’s me fpeake. O my Anthomo, had 1 but the meanes
Gra. Well, keepe me company but two yeares mo, To hold a riuall place with one of them,
Thou {halt not know the found of thine ovvne tongue. i
1haue a minde prefages me fuch thrift,
tAnt. Far you well, He grow a talker for this geare. |
That I fhould queftionleflc be fortunate.
C7rd.Thankes ifaith,for lilence is onely comn cndablc Anth. Thou know ft that all my fortunes are at fea.
In a neats tongue dri’d, and a maid not vendible. Exit. Neither haue 1 money, nor commodity
Ant. It is that any thing now. To raife a prefent fumme.thrrefore goe forth
Baf. Gratiano fpeakcs an infinite deale of nothing, Try what my credit can in t eniced oe
more then any man in all Venice, his reafons arc two That fhall berackteuento the vttermoft,
graines of wheate hid in two buihcls of chafifciyou fhall T o furnifh thee to 'Belmont to faire Portia.
feeke all day ere yon finde them, & when you haue them Goe prefently enquire, and fo will I
they are not worth the fearch. Where money is, and no queftion make I

An. Well : tel me now', what Lady is the fame To haue it of my cruft,or for my fake. Exeunt.
To whom you fvvore alecret Pilgrimage
That you to day promis’d to tel me of? Enter Portia with her waiting woman Ncrtffa.
Baf. Tis notivnknowne to you Anthonie
How much 1 haue difabled mine eftate, Portia. By my troth Nernjfa^ my little body is a wca-
By fomething {hewing a more fwcllmg port ric ofthis great world.
Then my faint mcanes would grant continuance Ner. You would be fwcet Madam , ifyourmilcries
Nor do I now make mone to be abridg dj were in the fame abundance as your good fortunes are
From fuch a noble race, but my checfe care and yet for ought I fee, they are as fteke that furfet with
Is to come faircly off from the great debts too much, as they that ftarue with nothing ; it is no fmal
Wherein my time fomething too piodigall happinefle therefore to bee fcated in the mcane , fuper-
Hath left me gag'd to you nthomo
: A flu.tie comes fooncr by white haires , but competence
Iowe the moll in money,and in loue, Hues longer.
And from your loue I haue 3 warrancic Good fentences, and well pronounc'd.
Portia.

To vnburthen all my plots and puipefes. Ner. They would be better if well followed.
Howto get clccreofall the debts I owe. Portia. If to doe were as eafie as to know what were
An. I pray you good Baffario let me know it, good to doe, Chappels had bcene Churches , and poore
And if it (land as you your felfe ftill do. mens cottage* Princes Pallaces; it is a good Diuine that
Within the eye of honour, be alTur’d followes his owne inftruiftions; I can eafier teach twen-
My purfe,my perfon,my extreameft meanc* tie whar were good to be done, then be one of the twen-
I.ye all vnlock d to your occafions. tie to follow mine owne teaching : the braine may de-

Bajf. In my fchooleciayes, whenl had loft one fliaft uife lawes for the blood , but a hot temper leapes ore a

I fhot his fellow of the fclfelame flight colde decree, fuch a hare is madnefle the youth, to skip
The felfcfamc way, with more admfed watch ore the mefhes of good counfaile the cripple ; but this
To finde the other forth, and by aduenturing both, reafon is not in fafhion to choofe me a husband : O mee,
I oftfound both. I vrge this child-hoode proofe, the word choofe, I may neither choofe whom I would,
Becaufc what followes is pure innocence. nor refufe whom I diflike,fo is the wil of a liuing daugh-
I owe you much, and like a wilfull youth. ter curb’d by the will of a dead father : it is not hard Ner.
That which I owe is loft : but if you plcafc rijfa,that I cannot choofe onc,nor refufe none.
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To fhoote another arrow that felfe way Ner. Your father was cuervertuous, and holy men
Which you did fhoot t’nc firft, I do not doubt. at their death haue good infpirations, therefore the lot-

As I will watch theayme: Or to finde both, teriethat hee hath deuifed in thefe three chefts of gold,
Or bring your latter hazard backe againe. filuer,andleade, whereof who choefes his meaning,
> choofes
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choofes you.wil no doubt neucr be chofen by any right- thefe Lords, they haue acquainted me with their deter-
Jy,buc one whoyou fhallrightly loue:buc what warmth minations, which is indeede to returncto their home,
is there in your aftedlion towards any of thel'e Princely and to trouble you with no more luite, vnlefle you may
futers that are already come ? be won by fome other fort then your Fathers impofiti-
J>or. I pray thee ouer-name them,and as thou nameft on,depcnding on the Caskets.
them, I will deferibe thrm,and according to my defcrip- Per. Ifl liue to be as olde as cS7£/7Ai
, I will’ dye as
tion leuell at my aft'e&ion. chafte as 'Diana'. vnlefi'e I be obtained by the manner
Ner. Firft there is the Neopolirane Prince. of my Fathers will I am glad this parcell of wooers
:

Tor. I that’s a colt indeede, for he doth nothing but arc fo reafonable , for there is not one among them but

talkc of hishorl'c, and lice makes it a great appropria- 1 doate on his veric ablence and 1 wifh them a faire de-
:

tion to his owne good parts that he can fhoo himhim- parture.
l'elfe : 1 am much afraid my Ladie his mother plaid falfc Ner. Doe you noc remember Ladie in your Fa- 1

with a Smyth. thers time, a Keneciarf, aScholIer and a Souldioc that

Ner. Than is there the CountiePalentine. came hither in companie of the Marqueffe of cMount-
Tor. He doth nothing but frownefas who fhould fenat ?
fay, and you will not haue me,.choofc: he heares merrie Ter. Y es,yes,ic W 2 S 'Bajfanio, as I thinke, fo was hee
tales and fmiles not, I feare bee will proue the weeping call’d.'

Phylofophcr when he growesold, being fo full of vn- Ner. True Madam, hee of all the men that euer my
manncrly fadneffe in Ins you th.)I had rather to be marri- foolifh eyes look’d vpon,
was the beft deferuing a faire
ed to a deaths head with a bone in his mouth, then to ei- Lady.
ther of thel'e :God defend mefromthefe two. 'por. I remember him well, and I remember him wor-
Ner. How lay you by the French Lord, Mounfier thy oft by praife.
Le Bonne ?
Pro. God made him, and therefore let him pafi’e for a Enter a Serxingman,
man, in truth I know be a mocker, but be,
it is a finne to

why he hath a horfe better then the Neopolitans, a bet- Ser. The foure Strangers feeke you Madam to take
ter bad habice of frowning then the Count Palentine,hc their leaue and there is a fore-runner come from a fife,
:

iseuery man in no man, if a TrafTcll fing.he this ftraight the Prince of Morcco, who brings word the Prince his
a capring.be will fence with his own fhadow.lf'J ihould Maitier will be here to night.
marry him, I fhould marry twentie husbands ifhee : Tor. If I could bid the fife welcome with fo good
would defpife me, I would forgiuc him,for if he louerne heart as I can bid the other foure farewell, I fhould be
to madnefle,! fhould neuer requite him. glad of hisapproach if be haue the condition of a Saint,
:

Ner. What fay you then to Fauconbridge, the yong and the complexion ofa diueil, I had rather hee fhould
Baron of England ? fhriue me then wine me. Come Nerrijjajma go before;
Por. You know I lay nothing to him, for hee vnder- whiles wee fhuc the gate vpononc wooer, a'nother
llands not him he hath neither Latins, trench,
me, nor I .• knocks at the doore. Exeunt. \

nor Italian, and you will cosrc into the Court & fweare
that 1 haue a poore pennie-worth in th eSng/ifh hee is a : Enter Bajfanio with Shy/oche the lew.
proper mans pidlure, but alas who can conuerfe with a
dumbe fhow? how odlybe is fuited,I thinke he bought Shy. Three thoufand ducates,we!l.
his doublet in Italie, his round hofe in France, his bonnet Baff. 1 fir, for three months.

in Germ.tnie,ma his behauiour euery where. Shy. For three months, well.
Ner. What thinke you of the other Lord his neigh- Buff. For the which, as 1 cold you,
bour ?
Anthonie!hall be bound.
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Por. Thathehathaneighbouilychaririein him, for Shy . Anthomoihall become bound, well.

he borrowed a boxc of the care of the Lnglijbman, and Baff. May you fled me? Will you pleafure me?
fwore he would pay him againe when hee was able 1 : Shad 1 know your anfwere.
thinke the Frenchman became his furetie.and feald vndcr Shy. Three thoufand ducats for three months t

for another. and Anthonio bound.

Ner. How like you the yong Germaine, the Duke of Bajf. Y our anfwere to that.
Saxonies Nephew ? Shy. Anthonio is a good man.
Por. Very morning when hee is fober,
vildely in the Eafj. Haue you heard any imputation to the con-
and moft vildely when hee is drunkc
in the afternoone trary.
when he isbeft.heis a little worfe then a man, and when Shy. Ho no,no,no,no my meaning in faying he is
: a
he is vvorft.he is little better then a bcaft and the worft : good man, is to haue you vnderlf and me that he is fuffi-
fall that cuer fell, I hope I fhall make finfeto goe with- ent, yet his meanes are in fuppofition : he hath an Argo-
out him. fiebound to Tripolis, another to the Indies, I vnder-
Wrr.lf he fhould offer to choofe,and choofe the right ftand moreouer vpon theRyalta,he hath a third atMexi-
Casket, you fhould refufe toperformc yourFathcrs will, co,a fourth for England, and other ventures hee hath
fhould refule to accept him.
if you fquandred abroad, but (hips are but boords,Saylcrs but
Therefore for feare of the worft, I pray thee fet
Tor. men, there be land rats, and water rats, water theeues,
adeepeglaflcofRcinifh-wineon the contrary Casket, and land theeues, I meane Pyrats;, 3nd then there is the
for if the diuell be within, and that temptation without, perrill of waters, windcs, and rocks the man is notwith- :

I know he will choofc it. I will doe any thing Nerrijfa (landing fufficient,three thoufand ducats,I thinke I may
ere I will be married toafpunge. take his bond. t*
Ner. Youncede not feare Lady the hauing any of Baf. Be affured you may.
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lew. I will be aftured I may and that I may be affu-

: And thrift is bl effing if men ftealc it not.
red, I will bethinke raee, may I fpeake with Antbo- Ant. This was a venture fir that Iacob feru’d for,
nio? A thing not in his power to bring to pafTe,
Bajf. Ifitpleafeyoutodine with vs. But fw ay’d and fafliion’d by the handofheauen.
I lew. Yes, to fmellporke, to cate of -the habitation Was this inferted to make interred good ?
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which ybur Prophet the Nazaritc ccniured the diuell Or is your gold and filuer Ewes and Rams 4
into: I will buy with you, fell with you, talke with Shy. I cannot tell, I makeiebreedeasfad,
you, walke with you, and fo following : but I will But note me fignior.
not eate with you, drinke with you, nor pray with you. Ant. Marke you this Bajfanio,
What nevves on the Ryalta, who is he conies here ? The diuell can cite Scripture for his pnrpofe.
An euill foule producing holy witneffe,
Enter Anthonie. Is like a villaine with a Trailing checke,
A goodly apple rotten at the heart.
I Bajf. This
Cigmox Anthonie.
is 0 what a goodly outfide falfehood hath.
Jew. Howfawning publican he Iookej.
like a Shy. Three thoufand ducats,’tis a good round fum.
I hate him for he is a Chrifhan : Three months from twelue,then let me fee the rate.
But more, for that in low fmiplicitie Ant. Well Shylocke ,fhall we be beholding to you !
He lends out money gratis, and brings downc Shy. Signior Anthenio > many a time and oft
The rate ofvfancc here with vs \n Venice. i
In the Ryalto you haue rated me
If I can catch him once vpon the hip, About my monies and my vfances
I will feede fat the ancient grudge I bearehim. Still haue I borne it with a patient fhrug,

He hates our facred Nation, and he railcs (For futfranceis the badge of all our Tribe.)
Euen there where Merchants mod doe congregate Von call me misbclecuer,cut-throate dog.
On me,rny bargaines.and my wcll-wornc thrift, And fpet vpon my lewifli gaberdine.
Which he cals interred Curfed be my T ry be : And all tor vfe of that which is mine owne.
Ifl forgiuehim. W ell then, it now appeares you
neede my helpc
Bajf. Shyloc^d oeyouheare. Goe to then, you come to me, and you fay,
Shy. I am debating of my prefent ftore. Sbylocky,v<re would haue moneyes, you fay fo
And by the necre geffc of my mcmoric You that did voide your rume vpon my beard,
I cannot indandy raifevp the groffc And foote me as you fpurne a ftranger curre
Offull three thoufand ducats : what of chat? Ouer your threfhold, moneyes is your iuite.

Tnballz wealthy Hebrew of my Tribe What diould I fay to you ? Should I not fay,
Will fumifh me but fofc,how many months
;
Hath a dog money ? Is it pofltble
Doe you defire Reft you faire good fignior.
s' A curre fhould lend three thou land ducats ? or
Your worftiip was the laft man in our niouthes. Shall bend low, and in a bond-mans key
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Ant. Shyloche , albeit I neither lend nor borrow With bated breath, and whifpnnghumblenefle,
By taking.nor by giuing of excelTe, Say this: Faire fir, you fpet on me on Wcdnefday laft;
Yertofupplythcripe wants of my friend, You fpurn’d me fuch a day; another time
lie breakc a cuftome is he yet a fie ft
p : Y ou cald me clog and for thefe clinches
:

How much he would ? lie lend you thus much money es.
Shy. 1 ,1 , three thoufand ducats. Ant. I am as like to call thcc fo againe,
Ant. And for threemonths. To fpet on thee againe, to fpurne dice too.
Shy I had forgot, three months, you told me fo. If thou wilt lend this money, lend it not
Well then,yout bond and let me fec,buthearcyou, : As to thy friends, for when did friendfliip take
Me thoughts you faid,you neither lend nor borrow A breede of barrainc meccall of his friend ?
Vpon aduantage. But lend it rather to thine enemie.
Ant. I doc neuer vfe it. Who if he breake,thou maift with better face
Shy. When Iacob graz’d his Vncle Labans (lieepe, Exact the penalties.
This Iacob from our holy Abram was Shy. Why looke you how you ftorme,
(As his wifemother wrought in hisbehalfe) 1 would be friends with you, and haue your loue.
The third pofiefler I, he was the third. ;
Forget the fhames that you haue ftaind me with,
Ant And what of him, did he take interred ? Supplie your prefent wants, and take no deice
Shy. No, not take filtered, not as you would fay Ofvlance for my moneyes, and youle not heare me.
Ditedfly inteteft, marke what Jacob did, This is kinde I offer.
When Laban and himfclfe were compremyz’d "Bajf. This were kindndfe.

That all the canclings which were ftrcakt and pied Shy. This kindneffc will I fhowe,
Should fall as Jacobs hrer, the Ewes being ranckc. Goc with me to a Notarie,feale me there
In end of Autumne turned to the Rammes, Your fingle bond, and in a merrie fporti
And when the worke of generation was If you repaie me not on fuch a day.
Betweeuc thefe woolly breeders in thea£V, In fuch a place, fuch fum or fums as are
The skilfull fliepheard pil’d me cercaine wands. Expreft in the condition,letthe forfeite
And in the dooing of the deede of kinde, Be nominated for an equall pBund
He ftuckethemvp before the fulfomeEwcs, Of your faire flcfti,to be cut off and taken
Who then conceauin^did in canine time In what part ofyour bodic it pleafeth me.
“Fall party-colour’d lambs, and thofe vtcrc Jacobs. Ant. Content infaith, He feale to fuch a bond,
This was a w ay to thnue, and he was bled
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: And fay there is much kindneftc in thclew.
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Hfljf Y GU flxall hoc ieaJe-to f4c.i1 a fipod forme, That flew the Sophie, and a Perfian Prince
lie caches dwell in ray neceffoic. That won three fields of Suit an Soly tnan,
Ant. Why feare not pjapJ will op* forfajte it. I would ore-flare the fternpft eies that
lookc
Within thefe two months, that’s a month before Out-braue the heart moft daring on the earth :
This bond expire^Idocope&returne Pluckc .the yong fucking Cubs from the
flieBcare
Of thrice three times the valew of this bond. Yca,mockc the Lion when he rores for pray
$bj. O father .^r4«a,yvbpt thefe QuiAiaos are, To win the Ladie. Butalas,the while
Whofcowne b^rd dealings teaches .themifittpeot If Hercules and Lychas plate at dice
The thoug^t&pf others : Praic you tell meflus, Which is the better man,the greater throw
Ifjhc fhoifltii^t/ealcc his daie t flvbat (hopld I game May turne by fortune from the weaker hand :
Bytheexaflion of the forfeiture ? $0 is Alcides beaten by his rage,
jApound ofmansflcfh taken from a man, • And lo may I,blinde fortune leading me
f Is not fo claimable, profit ^le neither Mifie tnat which one vnworthier may attaint.
As flefh of Muttqru,Bcefes,or Goates,I fay And die with gricuing.
‘To buy his fauour,I extend this friendship, Port. You tnuft takeyour chance,
I-f he will take ic,fo:if not ad Lew, And either not attempt to choofe at all,
And for my loue I praie you wrong me not. Or weare before you choole,if you choofe wrong
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Ant. Y es.St>j'lock?,l will feaje vnto this bond. Neuer to fpeake to Ladieafterward
Shy. Then meetc me forthwith at the Notaries, In way of inaFriage,therefore be aduis’d.
Giue him direction for this merrie bond. Mor. Nor will not, come bring me vnto my chance.
And I will goe and puxfe the ducats ftraite. Par. torward to the temple.after dinner
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See to my houfe left in thqjrearefull gard Your hazard fliall be made.
Of an vnthrifeie knauc and prefentlie : Mor. Good fortune then. Cornets ;
lie be With you. Exit. To make me bleft or curfed ft among men. Exeunt.
Ant. Hie thee gentle lew. This Hebrew will turne
Chriftian,he groweskinde. Enter the Clowns Alone
3 ajf. Ilikenotfaireteames, and a villaines minde.
tAnt. Come on, in this there can be no d’fmaie, Clo. Certainely, my confcience willferueme to run
My Shippes come home a month before the daie. iromtbi> lew my Mailer the fiend is at mine elbow,
:

Exeunt. and rempts me,laying to me, l obbe^Launcc let lobbe, good

Launcelet, ongood lobbe, or good Launcelet lobbe, vfe
your legs, take the ftart, run awaie my confcience faies :
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no take heede honeft Launcelet, take heed houeft lobbe,

Atlus Secundui . ;

or as alore-faid honeft Launcelet lobbe, doe not runne,

fcornc running with thy heeles; well, the moftcoragi-
ous fiend bids roe packe,
fia laies the fiend, away fares
Enter Morochtu atawmc Moore all m white. and three cr the fiend, forthe heauens rcufe vp a braue minde faies
foure followers according , with Port ia^ the fiend, and run; well, my confcience hanging about
Plerrijja, and their traine. the necke of my heart, iaies verie wifely to me my
: ho-
clo. Cornets. ned friend Launcelet being an honeft mans lonne,pr ra-
, t

\
ther 3n honeft womans fonnefot indeede my Patherdid
Mor. Miflikc me not for my complexion, fomething Imack. fomething grow toojhehada kindcof
The fhadowed liuerie of the bumifhc luhite. tafte; wel,my confcience faies bougenot,bouge
To whom I am a neighboured neerebred. faies the (iend,bouge not faies myconfcience, confidence
Bring me the faireft creature North-ward borne. fay i you counlailc well, fiend lay I you counfaile well,
Where Phabtu fire fcarcc thawes the yficles. by my conicience I fhould ftaywith thclew
10 be rul d !

And let vs make incifion tor your loue, my Maifter,(whoGod blefl* the mark e)is akindeofdi-
To ptoue vvhofe blood is reddcft.his or mine, uell; and to run away from the lew I ftiouldbe ruled by
thee Ladie this afpeift of mine
I tell rhe fiend, who lauing your reuerence is the diuell him.
Hath feard the valiant/ my leue by I fwearc )_ felfe: certainely the lew is the verie diuell incarnation,
The beft regarded Virgins of our Clymc and m
my confcience, my confcience is a kinde of hard
Haue lou’d I.would not change this hue.
it to ;
confcience, to offer to counfaiie me to ftay with the lew;
Except to fteale your thoughts my gentle Queenc. the fiend giues the more friendly counfaile : I will runne
Por. In teatmes of choife I am not folic led fiend, my hceles arc at your commandement, I
will
By nice direction of a maidens eies runne. ;

BefideSjthe lottrie of my deftenie

Bars Sic the right of voluntarie choofing Enter old Gobbo with a Bafket.
But if my Father had not fcantad me.
And hedg’d me by his wit to yeelde my felfe Gob. Maifter yong-raan, you I praie you, which i*
the
His wifc,who wins me by that meanes I told yau, waicto Maifter /enw?
Your felfe (renowned Prince) than flood as faire Lun. O heauens, this is my true begotten Father,who
As any commcr I haue look’d on yet being more then fand-blinde, high grauclibbnde^know*
For my affe&ion. me not, I will trie confufions with him.
TyIvt, Euenforthatl thankeyou. rGob. Maifter yong Gentleman, I praie you which is
Therefore I pray you lcade me to the Caskets
the waie ro Maifter Iewes.
To trie my fortune : By this Symitare Latin. Turne vpon your right hand at the next tur- 1
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ning, but at the next turriiftg bf all on yovrt left ; mairie not him, I w-ill run as far as God has anieetbund. O rare
at the verienext turning, furne ofnohand^ut turnd'owrt fortune, here comes the man, to him Father, for I am a
indiredtlie to the lewes houfe."'' - lew if I feruethe/«v anie longer.
Cob. BeGods fonties’twillbe a hard waie to hitjCatr
you tell me whether one Launcelet that dwels with him, Enter Bajfamo with afollower or two.
him or no. no:
dwell with *

Latin, Talkeyouof yongMafter Lauhcelet , marke Bajf. Youmaydoefo, but let it be fo hafted that

me now, now will ] raife the waters ; talke you of yong fupperbe readie at the fartheft by flue of the clocke:
Maifter Launcelet} fee thefe Letters deliuered, put the Liueries to mak-
Gob. No Maifter poore mans fonne, his Fa-
fir, but a j ing and defire Gratiano to"cbme anonetaniy lodg-
nonsi
exceeding pooriS man,
i

ther though I fay’t is an honeft ing.

andGodbe thanked wellto liue. Lan. To him Father. '* • 1 - 1 m so

Gob. God bleffe your werfhip. uro
Lan. Well, let his Father be what a -will, wee talke of
yong Maifter Launcelet. 'Bajf. Gramercie,would’ft thou ought with me.
Gob. Your worfhips friend and Launcelet. Gob. Herelsmy fonnelir.a poore boy.° ' - L

Laun. But I praie you old man/r^s 1 belecch you, Lan. Not a poore boy fir, but the rich Iewes man that
talke you of yong Maifter Launcelet. would fir as my Father fhall fpccifie.
gob. Ob LaunceUt ^tnyXcobt yourmaifterfhip. Gob. Hehachagreat infection fir, as one would fay
Lan.Srgo Maifter Lancelet, talke not ot maifter Lance- tofeiue.
/fffFather,tor the yong gentleman according to fate* and Lan. Tndeedethefhort and the long is, I feme the
deftinies,and Juch odde layings, the fillers threc,Sc luch /r»,and hauc a ddireas my Father fhall fpecifie

branches of learning, is indeede deceafcd, or as you Gob. His Maifter and he(fauing your worfhips reue-
would fay in plnine tcarmes,gone to heanen rence) are fcarce catercoims

g»b. Marne God forbid, the boy was the veric ftafte Lan. Tobebriefe, the vetic truth is, that the lew
ofmy age,my verie prop. >
hauing done me wrong, doth caufc me as my Father be-
Lau. Do I look like a cudgell or a houcll-poft,a llaffc ing I hope an old man (hall frucifie vnto you.

or a prop doe you kno w me Father.

:
Gob. haue here adifh of Doties that I would beftow
Gob. Alacke the day, I know you not yong Gentle,. vpon your woifhip.and my fuite is

man,buc I praie you tell me, is my boy God tell his loule Lan. In vene briefe, the fuite is impertinent to my
aliueor dead. felfc,as your yyorfhip fhall know by this honeft old man,

Lan Doe you not know me Father. and chough I fay it, though old man, y et poore man my
Gob.Alacke fir I am fand blindc,! know you not. Father.

Lan. Nay, indeede if you had your eics you might Bajf. One fpeake for both,wha: would you ?

fade of the knowing me: it is a wile Father that knowes Lan. Serueyoufir.
his owne childe. Well, old man, I will tell you newes of Gob. That is the verie defeft of the matter fir,

your fon,giueme your bieffing, truth will come to light, Bajf. I know thee well,thou haft obtain’d thy fuite,

murder cannot be hid long, a mans lonnc may, but in the Sbylocke thy Maifter fpoke with me this daie,

end truth will out. And hachprefer’d thee, if it beprefermenc

- Gob. Praie you fir (land vp, I am lure you arc nor T o leauc a rich lewes feruice, to becom§ >

Lancelot my boy .
The follower of io poore a Gentleman.
let’s hauc no more fooling about
Lan. Praie you Clo. The old piouerbe is verie well parted betweene

it, butgiue mcc your bleding I am Lancelot your : my Maifter Sbylocke and you fir, you haue the grace of
boythatwas, your lonnc that is, your childe that God fir, and he hath enough.
fhall be. Bajf. Ihoufpcak'fticwell; go Father with thy Son,

Gob. Icannottbinkeyouaremy lonne. Take leaue of thy old Maifter.and enquire

Lan. I know not what I fhall chinke ot that: but I am My lodging out, giue him a Lmerie
Lancelet the levees man, and I am lure Margerte your wite More garded then his fellowes : fee it done.
Clo. Father in, I cannot get a fcruice.no, I haue ncre
is my mother.
name is Margeria indeede, lie be lworncif
Gob. Her a toD gue in head, well : it anic man in ltalie haue a
my
thou be Lancelet, thou art mine owne flefh and blood: fairer tablewhich doth offer to fweare vpon a booke, I
fhall haue good fortune; goe too, here’s a fimple line
Lord worfhipc might he be.what a beard haft thou got;
thou haft got more naire on thy chin, then Dobbin my oflife, here’s a fmall trifle of wiues, alas,fifteenewiues
is nothing, a leuen widdowes and nine maides is a fim-»
philhorfeh as on his tail e.
Lan. It fhould feeme then that Dobbins taile plecommingin for one man, and then to fcape drow-
arowes backeward. I am fure he had more haire of his ning thrice, and to be in perill ofmy life with the edge
tailethen I haue of my face when I loft faw him. of a featherbed, here are Ample feapes : well, if Fortune
be a woman, file’s a good wench for this gere: Father
Gob. Lord how art thou chang'd: how dooft thou
and thy Matter agree, I hauc brought him a prcfencjhow come,Ile take my leauc of the lew in the twinkling.
Exit Clowue.
grceyounow?, i

Lan. Well,well,but for mine owne part, as I haue fee Bajf. I praie thee good Leonardo thinke on this,
vp my reft corun awaie, fo I will not reft till I haue run Thefe things being bought and orderly beftowed
,

fomc ground .my Maidens a verie lew, giue him a pre- Returne in hafte.for I doe feaft to night
'
fent.giue him a halter, 1 am famifht in his feruice. You My beft efteemd acquaintance, hie thee goe.
may tell euerit finger I haue with my ribs : Father I am Lem. My beft endcuors ftiallbc done bctcln.Exit.Le.
Enter Gratiano . >

glad you are come, giue me your prefent to one Maifter

'

Bajfanio,vtho indeede giues rare new Liuorics, iflferuc

Gra. Where’s your Maifter.
Leon. Yonder
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Leon. -Yoi^dcr fir he walkcs. H Sol. ’Tis vile vnlofle it may be quaintly ordered.
gra. Signiot: 'Eafanio. And better in my minde not vndertooke.
Baf. Grattano. v . ,.y ,
Lor. ’Tis now but fourc of clock,we haue two hourcs
gra. I haue a fute to you. To furnifh vs 5 friend Lancelet w hat’s thenewes.
Baf. You haue obtain’d ic. , . Enter Lancelet with a Lett or.
Gra. Y ou muft not d.cn ie mc,I muft goe with you to Lan. And it fhall plealc you to breaks vp this, fhall it
Belmont. feemc to figuifie.

; Baf Why. then you mud but hear$.thc c Grattano,

; know the hand, in faith ’tis a faire hand
Lor. I

Thou art to wild e, to rude, and bold ofvoycc, And whiter then the paper it writ on,
Parts that becomethee happily enough, - I the faire hand that writ.
And iu fuch eyes as ours jappeare not fauns; Gra. Louenewcs in Faith.
But where they are notknowne,wby there they fhow Lan . By your leaue fir.
Something toolibcrall; pray thee take paine Lor. Whither goeftthcu?
To allay with fome cold tftpps: °f modeftie Lan. Marryfirco bid my oldMafter the/«*t6fop
Thy skipping fpirit, lea.fi through thy wildchehauieur ,
tonight with my new Mafter the Chriftian.
I beraitconfterdin the place I goe to. Lor. Hold here,take this,teil gentle Iefica

And loofe my hopes., I will not taile her,ipeake it priUately

Gra. Signor Bafanio, hca.ce me, Go Gentlemen, will you prepare you for thisMaslte
to
Ifl doe not put on a lober habitc, nigln,
Talke with,refpe<ft,and lweare but now and than, I am prouided of a Torch-bearer. Exit.Clowr.e.
Weare prayer bookes in my pocket, looke demurely, Sal. I marry, ile be gone about it ftra t.

Nay more, while grace is faying hood mine eyes Sol. And fo will 1.

Thus with my hat, and figh and lay Amen Lor. Mcete me and Grattano at Gr'attanos lodoing
Vfc all the obferuance of ciuillitie Some houre hence.
Like one well ftudied in a fad ©Rent Sal. Tis good we do fo. j? X j[
Toplcafe his Grandam,neucr rruft me more. Gra. Was
not that Letter from faire Iefica}
Baf. Well, we (lull fee your bearing. Lor. T muft needes tell thee ali.fhe hatli directed
gra. Nay but I barre to night,you fhall not gage me Howl fhall take her from her Fathers houfe.
By what we doe to night. What gold and iewcls fhc is furmfht with.
Baf. No that were pittie, What Pages luitefhe hath in readmefte:
I would int-reate you rather to put on If ere the lew her Fathercome to heauen.
Your boldeft fuite of mirth, for we haue friends It willbe for his gentle daughters lake
That purpofe merriment but far you well, : Andineuer dare nusforuine c ruffe her foote,
I haue fomebufinefle. Vnlelfe fhc doe it vnder this excufe,
Gra. And I mu ft to Lorenfo and the reft. Thatfhe is lflue to a faithlcfle lew :

But we will vifue you at fupper time. Exeunt. Come goe with me,pcrvfe this as thou goeft,
Faire Iefica fhall be my Torch-bcarer. Exit.
Enter Iefica and the floxvne.
Enter lew, and hti man that tvae the Cloxvne.
Ief. I am forry thou wilt leaue my Father fo,
Our houle hell, and thou a merrie diuell
is
[
lew. Well, thou (hall fee, thy eyes fhall
be thy fudge
Did’ft rob of fome tafte of tedioufnefle
it The difference of old Shylocke and Bafanio
;
But far thee well,there is a ducat for thee. j

I What Iefica, thou (hale not gurmandize

And Lancelet, foone at fupper Arab thou lee j
As thou haft done with me whac Iefica ? :

Lorenz.o , who is thy new Maifters gueft, And fleepe.and fnare, and rend apparrell out.
Giue him this Letter,doe it fccretly Why Itflea I fay.
And fo farwell :I would not haue my Father 0». Why Iefica. I

See me wich thee.

talke Shy. Who bids thee call
do not bid thee ? I call.
Clo. Adue.tearcs exhibit my tongue,moft bcautifull Clo. Your worfhip was wont to tell me •<
Pagan, moft fweete lew, if a Chriftian doc not play the I could doe nothing without bidding.
knaue and get thee, I am much deceiucd; but adue,thefe Enter Iefica.
foolifh drops doc fomewhat drowne my manly fpirit: Ief. Call you ? what is your will ?
'
adue. Exit: Shy. I am bid forth to fupper Iefica,
Ief. Farewell good Lancelet. There arc my Keyes but wherefore fhould
:
I go^
Alacke,what hainous finneis it in me I am not bid for loue,they flatter me,
To be afhamed to be my Fathers childe. But yet Ile goe in hatc,to feeds vpon
But though lama daughter to his blood, The prodigall Chriftian. Iefica my girle,
I am not to his manners O Lorenz. 0 :
Looke to my houfe, I am
, right loach to goe.
If:hou keepc promife I fhall end this ftrife, There is fome ill a bruing towards my reft.
Become a Chriftian, and thy louing wife. Exit. For I did dreame of money bags to night.
Clo. I befccch you fir goe, yong Mafter
Enter Gratiano,Lorenz.o,Slarino,and S alamo.
my
Doth expeff your reproach.
Lor. Nay we will ftinke away in fupper time,
,
Shy. So doe J his.
Difguife vs army lodging, and returnc all in an hourc. Clo. And they haue confpircd together, I will not fay
Gra. W
c haue not made good preparation. you fhall fee a Maske, but if youdoc, then it was not for
Sal, Wehaucnotfpokc vs yet of Torch-bearers. nothing that my nofe fell a bleeding on blackemonday

laft.
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clocke ith morning, falling out that yeere on
laft,at fix a Herc dwels roy father lew. Hoa,who’s within?
afhwenfday was foure yeerc in th'afternoone.
Shy. What are their maskes ? heare you me Ieffica, Iejfiea alone.

\ ..ock vp my doores.and when you heare the drum

And the vile fquealing of the wry-neckt Fife, Ief Who are yo^Ptell me for more certainty,
Clamber not you vp to the cafements then, Albeit lie fweare that I do know your tongue.
Nor thruft your head into the publiquc ftreetc Ler. Lerf«^»,and thyLoue.
To gaze on Chriftianfooles with varnifht faces: Lorenzo certaine,and my loue indeed;
Ief.

But ftop my houfes eare8,I meane my cafements, For who loue I fo much? and now who knowes
!Let not the found of fhallow fopperie enter But you Lorff«as*,whetherI am yours ?
My fober houfe. By Iacobs ftaffe I fweare, Lor . HeaUen and thy thoughts are witnefs that thon
I haue nominde offeafting forth to night: art.

But I will goe goc you before me firra,

: lef. Heerfc, catch this casket,it is worth the paines,
Say I will come. Iam glad ’tis night,you do not looke on me.
Clo. 1 will goc before fir. For I am much afham’d of my exchange
Miftris lookc out at window for all this But loue is blindc, and louers cannot fee
There will come a Chriflian by, The pretty follies that themfelues commit.
Will be worth a Iewes eye. For ifthey could, Cupid h.imfelfc would blufh
Shy. What faics that foo'e of IJagars oiT-fpring? To fee me thus transformed to a boy.
ha. Lor. Dcfcend,for you muft be my torch-bearer.
His words were farewell miftris, nothing elfe.
lef. lef. What, muft I hold a Candle to my fhames?

Shy.The patch is kinde enough.but a huge feeder They in themfelues goodfooth are too too light.
Snaile-flow in profit, but he fieepes by cay Why, ’tis an office of difeouery Loue,
More then the wilde-cat drones hiue not with me.
: And I fhould be obfeut’d.
Therefore I part with him, and part with hi in Lor. Soyouarefweet,
To one that I would haue him helpe to wade Euen in the louely g3rnifh of a bcy:but come 3t once,
His borrowed purfe. Well Ieffica goe in, For the dofe night doth play the run-away.
Perhaps I will rcturne immediately And weave ftaid for at Baffanio sfqaft.
Doc as I bid you, fhutdores after you, faft binde, fad lef make faft the doores and guild my felfe
I will
finde, With fome more ducats, and be with you ftraight.
A preuerbe neuer dale in thriftie mindc. Exit. Gra Now by my hood, a gentle, and nolew.
,

Icf. Farewell, and if my fortune be not crod, Lor. Befhrew me but I loue her heartily.
Ihauea Fathcr,you a daughter lod. Exit. For fhe is wife, if I can iudge of her.
,
J. ' *
And fairc fhe is, if that mine eyes be true.
Enter the Maskers, Gratiano and Salino. And true flic is,as fhe hath prou’d her felfe
•And therefore like her felfe, wile, faire, and true,
Gra. This is the penthoufe vnder which Lorenzo Shall fhe be placed in my conftant foule.
Defired vs to make a dand.
Sal. Hishoureisalmod pad. Enter Ieffica.

Gra. And it is meruaile he out-dwcls his houre. What, art thou come ? on gentlemen, away.
For louers euer run before the clockc, Our masking mates by this time for vs ftay. Exit.
Sal. O ten times fader Venus Pidgionsflye
T o deale loues bonds new made, then they arc wont Enter A nthonio
To keepe obliged faith vnforfaited.
Gra. That cuer holds, who rifeth from a fcad Ant Who’s there?
,

With* that keene appetite that he fits downe ? Gra. Signior Ant h onto ?
Where is the horfe that doth vnttcad againe *Ant. Fie, fie, Gratiano, where are all the reft ?

His tedious meafures with the vnbated fire, ’Tis nine a clockc, our friends all ftay for you.
That he did pace them firft all things that are, : No maskc to night, thewinde is come about,
Are with more fpirit chafed then enioy’d. Baffanio prcfcntly will goe aboord,
How like a yonger or a prodigall 1 haue fent twenty out to feeke for you.
The skarfed barke puts from her natiue bay, Gra. I am glad on’t, I defire no more delight
Huog’d and embraced by the dr umpet wmdc
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Their to be vnder faile.and gone to night. Exeunt.
How like a orodigall doth die returnc
With ouer-wither d ribs and ragged fades, Enter Portia with Morroche,and both their trainee.

Leane, rent, and begger’d by the drumpet winde ?

Tor. Goe, draw afide the curtaines, and difeouer

Enter Lorenzo. The feuerall Caskets tothisnoblcPrincc
Now make your choyfe.
Salino. Hcere comes Lorenzo , more of this here- 7Hor. The firft of gold,who this infeription bcares,

after. Who choofeth mc,fhall gaine what men defire.

Lor. Sweete friends, your patience for my long a* The fecond filucr, which this promife carries.
bode, Who choofeth me,fhall get as much as be deferues^
Not I, but my affaires haue made you wait This third, dull lead,with warning all as blunt.

When you fliall pleafe to play the theeues tor wiues Who choofeth roe, muft giue and hazard all he hath.
lie watch as long for you then: approach How fhall I know if I doe choofe the right ?
For. The
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Venice. \jl
Mor. Cold mdeedc,and labour loft.
How Hnall I know ifl doc chbofe the right, heate, and welcomeTroft
The one of them containes my-pi&uVe Prince, Then farewell : *

for.
atoybaeswithallv v Portia adew, I haue too grieu’d a heart
Ifyou choofe tbat,chen I
Mor. Some God dire# my iudgement.lecme fee, To take a tedious kaue : thusioofers part- Fxit.

I will furuay the

infcriptions'jback'e againe Por. A gentle riddance : draw the curtaines,go :

^ Let all of his complexion choole me fo. Exeunt.

What iaies this leaden casket .

Enter Salsir mo and Solanio.

Who choofeth me, muH giue andhazard all he hath. Flo .Cornets.
Muft giue,for what ? for lead, hazard for lead?
This casket threatens men that hazard all Sal Why man I faw Bajfanio vnder fayle,-
With him is Cratiano gone al$ng;
Docitin hope ofiaire aduantages : |

And in their fhip I am lure Lorenxo is not. »

, A golden minde ftoopes not to lhdwes ofdrofTe, |

Sol. The villaine lew with ontcries raitd theDuke.

lie then nor gine nor hazard ought for
lead. .

with her virgin hue ?

*
Who.wcnt with him to learch Bajjanios Ihup.
What faies the Siluer
Sal. He comes too late, the fiiip was vnderfaUc;
Who choofeth me, fhall gee as much as he defetues- I

But there the Duke was giuen to vnderHand

As much as he defer ues paufe there Morocho ,
;
That in a Gondilo were ieenetogeiher
And weigh thy value with an euen hand.
Jjorer.z.0 and his amorous lejjica.
If thou beef! rated by thy eHImation
Befides ^Anthonio certified the Duke
Thou dooH deferue enough, and yet enough'
They were hot with Bajpaiio in his fhip.
May not extend fo farre as to the Ladie :

Sol, I neuer heard a pafiion io confufd,

And yetto be afeard of my defevuing,
So firange,outragious,and lo variable,
Were but a weake difabling ot my felte. |

As the dogge lew did vtter in the (Ircets J

As much as I deferue, why that’s the Lady. j

I doe in birth deferue her, and in fortunes. ! My daughcer.O my ducats, O my daughter,

breeding ! Fled with a Chriftian,Omy Chriltian ducats !
In graces, and in qualities ot :

Iultice.the law,my ducats, and my daughter;

But more then thefe,in lone I doe deferue.
I

What if I llrafdnofarther.butchofehcre ? A lealed bag, two i'ealed bags ot ducats.

Let’s fee once more this faying grau’d in gold. Of double dttcacs.ftolne from me by my daughter,
Who choofeth me fhali gaine what many men defire: And iewels,two f!ones,two rich and precious Hones,
Why that’s the Lady, all the world defires her Stolncby my daughter iuflice, finde the gtrle.
:

From the foure corners of the earth they come She hath the Hones vpon her,and the ducats.
mortall breathing Saint. Sal. Why all the boyes in Venice follow him,
To kiffe this flbrine,this

The Hircarrion deferts, and the vaflc wildes j

Crying his Hones, his daughter, and his ducats.
Sol .' Let good Anthonio looke he kcepe his day
Of wide Arabia are as throughfares now :

For Princes to come view fairc Portia.

Or he (ball pay for this.
The waterie Kingdome,whofe ambitious head Sal. Marry well remembred,
Spets in the face of heauen, is no barre I reafon’d with a Frenchman yefterday,
To ftoptheforraincfpirits,but they come Who told mc,in the narrow Teas thac part
As ore a brooke to fee faire Portia. The French and Enghfh, there nnfearied
One of thefc
three containes her heauenly picture. A veftell ot
our countrey richly fraught
Lead containes her?’twere damnation
Is'c like that
Ithought vpon Anthonio when he told me.
Tothinkelobafe a thought.it were too grofe And wifintin filenccthat it were not his.
Sol. Yo were befi co tell Anthonio what you hcarc.
To rib her fcarecloath in the obfcilre grauc :

Or fhall I thinke immur'd

in Siluer fire's Yet doc.notiuddaine!y,forit may grieue him.
Being ten times vndervalued to tride gold Sal. A kinder Gentleman treads not the earth,
O (infull thought, r.cucr fo ri ch a Iem I faw Bajfanio and Anthonio part,
Was let in vvorfethen gold They haue in England
/
Bajfanio cold him he would make fome fpeede
A coyne that beares the figure of an Angell Of his returne : he anfwered,doc not fo.

Stampt in gold, but that’s infculpt vpon :

Slubber not bufineflefor my fake Bajfanio,
But here an Angell in a golden bed But Hay the very riping of the time.
Lies all within. Deliuermethekcy And tor the Iewes bond which he hath of me.
Here doc I choofe.and thriue I as i may. Let it not enter in your minde ofloue :
for. There take it Prince, and if my forme lye there Be merry, and imploy your chiefeH thoughts
Then I am yours.: i
To courtfhip, and lucii faire oHents ofloue

Mor, O hell what haue we here, a carrion death.

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1

As fhall ccnuenicntly become you there ;

Within whole emptie eye there is a written fctoule |

And euen there his eye being big with teares,

lie rcade the writing.

I
Turning his face, he put his hand behinde him,
And with affection wondrous fencible
All thatglifters is not gold, He wnm^Bajfanios hand, and to they parted.
Often haue you heard than old ; Sol. j thinke he oncly loues the world for him,

Many a man his life hath fold Ipray thee leevsgoe and findehim out
'But my outfide to behold ; And quicken his embraced heauineffe
Guilded timber doe wormes infold-’ With fome delight or other.
Had you bcene as wife as bold, Sal. Docwefo. Exeunt.
long in limbs , in iudgement old.
Jour anfwere had not beene inferold , Enter Nerriffa and a Seruiture.
bareyouweH,your fuite is cold, iVcr .Quick, quick I pray thee^draw the curtain ftrait,

P z The
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The Prince Arragon h&ih tape hi* oath.
The M erchant ofVenice.
Seauen t intis tried that tudewent is .
And comes to his election prefently. 3dU.5-.V5' i., Jf I ’batdtd neuer choofe amis,
3 <r( '*W c ji-joadl, >3 -

S ome there ha that (hadowes kijje.

Enter Arrago»ibi4 'tr&jne, and Portia. Such haue hut a /hadowes bltfe .-

F lor .Garnets. ‘There hefooles aliue Iwis

Tor. Beh old, there Hand the caskets noble
Prince, S titter'd o’re } andfo was this'.
If you chooie that wherein I-am contain’d,
Take what wtfeyou will to bed,
Straight fhall our nuptial rjghtsbe folcmniz’d :
I will euer beyour head :
But ifthou fade, without more fpeech my Lord,
Sobegene,you areJped.
You mud be gone from hence immediately.
Ar. I am cajeynd by oath to obferue three things;
Ar. Still more foole Ifhallapocare
Fir ft, ricdtF),to enfold to anyone
By the time I linger here,
Which casket twaslcholc; next, iflfaile .
*

With one fooles head I came to woo

Ofthe right casket,neuer in my life
But goe away with two.
I
To wooe a maide in way of marriage: Sweet aduc, lie keepe my oath.
Laftly, if I doe fails in fortune of my choyfe,
Patiently to beare my wroath.
Immediately to leaueyou,and begone.
Tor. Thus hath the candle fing’d the moath
Tor. To thefc iniundions euery one doth :
fwcare O thefe deliberate fooles when they doe choofe.
That comes to hazard for my worthlefle felfc.
They haue the wifdome by their wit to loofe.
Ar, And fo haue I addreft mc,fortunc now
Ner. The ancient faying is no herefie.
To my hearts hope : gold, filuer, and bafe lead.
Hanging and wiuing goes by deftinie.
Who choofeth me muft giue and hazard all he hath. Tor. Come draw the curtain e
You fhall looke fairer ere I giue or hazard. Nerriffa.

What faies the golden c heft, ha, let me fee :

£ntcr L/Hcjfenaer,
Who choofeth me, fhall gaine what many men defire; Mef Where is my Lady ?
What many men defire, that many may be meant Tor. Here, what would my Lord ?
By the foole multitude that choofe by fihow,
Tilef. Madam, there is a-hghted at your gate
No: learning more then th e fond eye doth resell, A yong Venetian,one that comes before
Which pries not to th’interior, but like the
Martlet Tofignifieth’approaching of his Lord,
Builds in the weather on the outward wall,
rrom whomhe bnngeth lenfiblc regreets
Euen in the foree and rode of cafualtic. To wir. (befides commends and curreous breath)
I will not choofe what many men defire,
Gifts ofrich value; yet I haue not feenc
Becaufe I will not itimpe with common fpirits,
So likely an Embaflador of loue.
And rankc me with the barbarous multitudes. A day in Aprill neuer came fo fwccte
Why then to thee thou Silqer treafure ho.ife, To fhowhow coftly Sommer was at hand.
T ell me once more, what; tide thou dooft beare As this tore-lpurrer comes before his Lord.
Who choofe. h t}ie fhall get as much as he dcicrucs ; Tor. No more I pray thee, am halfe a-fcard
I
And well laid too for who {hall goc about
; Thou wilt ray anone he
is lome kin to thee,
To cofen Fonune,and be honourable
TJiou fpend iuch high-day wit in praifing him
ft
Without the ftarnpc of merrk.lec noneprefume Come,come Ncrryffafo r I long to fee
:

To weate an vtidelerued dignitic ;

Quickc Cupids Poll, that comes fo mannerly.
0 that eftates, degrees, and offices, Ner. Taftnio Lord,louc ifehy will
W ere not deriu’d corruptly,and that cleare honour
it be. Exeunt ,

Were purchaft by the fnerrit ofthe wearer ;

How many then fhould couerthat ftand bare:*
How many be commanded that command ?
How much low pleafantry would then be gleaned
From the true ieede ofhonor ? And how much honor
Pickt from the chaffe and ruine of the times.
Enter Solania and Salartno.
To be new varnifht Well, but to mychoife.
:

Who choofeth me fhall get as much 3 s he deferues. Now, what newes on the Ryalto ?
Sol.
1 will a flume defert me a key for this,
;
giue Sa[ Wh
y yee it liues there vneheekt, that Anthonie
-

And inftantly vnlockc my fortunes here. hatn a fhip ofrich lading wrackt on the
narrow ocasjthe
Ter. Too Iong% patile for that which you finde there. Goodwins I thinke they call the place, a very dangerous
Ar. What’s here, the portrait of a blinking idiot flat,and fatall, where the carcafles of many
a tall fliip,lye
Prefenting me a fcedule.I will readc it buried,as they fay, if my goffips report be
an honeft wo-
How much vnlike art thou to Tortia } man ofher word.
How much vnlike my hopes and my deferuings ? Sol. I would ftae were as lying a
goflip in that, as euer
W ho choofeth me, fhall haue as much as he deferucs. knapcGinger,or made her neighbours belecue fhewepc
Did I deferue no more then a fooles head. for the death of a third husband but it
is true, without
;

Is thatmy prize, are my delerts no becter ? any flips of prolixity, or croffing the plaine
high-way of
Tor. To offend and iudge are diftinft offices.
talke,thar the good Anthonio, the honeft.A»tbonio;6 that
And ofoppofednatures. I had a title good enough to keepe his
name company*
Ar, What is here ?
Sal, Come, the full ftop.
Sol. Ha, what fayeft thoU,why the end is,hc hath loft
The fierfeauen times tried this a (hip.
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Wbe t^AfercbantofVenice. 17 ?
Sal. I would it might proue the end ofhis Ioffes. ous iewcls : I would my daughter were dead at ir.y foot)
Sol. Let me lay Amen betimes, lcall the diucll croffe and the iewcls in her eare would fhe werehearfl ac my
:

my praier,for here he comes in the iikencs of a lew. How foore, and the duckets in her coffin : no newes of them,
now Shylock*, what newes among the Merchants ? why fo?and I know not how much is fpent in the fearcli:
Enter Shy locks. why thou Ioffe vpon Ioffe , the thcefe gone with fo
Shy. You knew none fo well, none fo well as you, of much, and lb much to findc the theefe, and no iatisfa-
my daughters flight. &ion,no rcuenge,nor no ill luck ffirring but what lights
Sal. That's certaine, I for my part knew the Tailor a my fhoulders, nofighesbuca my breathing.no reared
that made the wings fhe flew withall. but a my fhedding.
Sol. And Shylocke for his own part knew the bird was Tub. Y es, other men haue ill lucke too,Anthonio as I
fledg’d, and then it is the complexion ofthem al to leaue heard Genowa?
in

the dam. Shy - What, what-.what, ill lucke, ill lucke.

Shy. She is damn’d for it. Tub. Hath an Argofie calf away comming from Tri-
°
Sal. That’s certaine, if the diuell may be her Iudge. poli.
Shy. My owne flefh and blood to rebell. Shy. IchankeGod.I thankcGod.is it true.is it true?
Sol Out vpon it old carrion, rebels it at thefeyeeres. Tub. 1 (poke with iome of the Saylers that cfcaped
Shy. I fay my daughter is my flefh and blond. the wrackc.
Sal. There is more difference betweene thy flefh and Shy. I thanke thee good Tuball, good newes, r>ood
hers,then betweene let and Iuorie,morc betweene your newes ha, ha. here in Genowa.
:

bloods, then there is betweeneved wine and renmfhibut Tub. Your daughter fpent in Gcnowa.as I heard, one
tell vs, doeyouheare whether Anthonio haue had anie night fmucfcore ducats.
Ioffe at fea or no ? Shy. Thou (xick’ff a dagger in me, I fhall ncucr fee my
Shy. There I haue another bad match, a bankrout, a gold againc.fourclcorc ducats at alitcing,fourefcorc du-
prodigall, who dare fcarcc fhew his head on the Ryalto, cats.

abegger that was vfd to coflie io lmug vpon the Mart: T»b. There came diners of Anthonios creditors in my
let him look to his bond, he was wont to call me V furcr, company to Venice, that fweaiehcc cannot choole but
let him looke to Ins bond, he was wont to lend money breake.
for a Chrifttan curtfie.let him looke ro his bond. Shy, lam very glad ©fit, ile plague him, ile torture
Sal. Why I amlurcifheforfaite, thou wilt not take him, I am glad ofit.
his flefh ,
what’s that good for ? Tub. One of them (hewed me a ring that hee had of
Shy. To baite fifhwithall, if it will feede nothing your daughter for a Monkie.
clfe,it will feede my reuenge be hath difgrac’d me, and
: Shy. Out vpon her, thou tortureft me Tuball, it was
hindted mehalfc a million. ought at my lodes,' mockt at
1 my 1 urkie',1 ha Leah when 1 was a Batchelci I
1 it of :

my gaincs, Icorned my Nation, thwarted my bargaines, would not haue giuen it for a wildemeffe of Monkjcs.
cooled my friends, heated mine enemies, and what’s the Tub. Byt Anthonio is cettamcly vndone
reafon am a Iewe Hath not a lew eyes ? futh not a
? 1 : Shy. Nay that's true that’s very true, goe Tr.ballfcc
,

lew hands, organs, dementions, fences, aifc«ftions,palfi- me an Officer, befpeake him a fortnight before, I will
ons, fed with the fame foode, hurt with the fame wea- haue the heart of him if he forfeit, for were he out of Ve-
pons, fubiciff to the fame difeafes, healed by the fame nice, 1 can make what merchandize I will: goe Tuball
mcaues, warmed and cooled by the fame Winter and and mcerc me at our Sinagogue.goe good Tuball 21 our ,

Sommmer as aChriftian is : if you pricke vs doe we not j

Sinagogue Tuball. £ x ctinU
bleede? if you tickle vs, doc we not laugh ? if you poifon Enter Taffanio, Portia, Cratiano , and all their frame.
vs doe we not die? and ifyou wrong vs fliall wcuot re- Por. I pray you rarrie, panic a day or two
uenge?it we arc like you in the red, we will rcfcmble you Before you hazard, for in choohng wrong
lew wrong a fhrtfiian, what is his humility,
in that. If a 1loofe your companic; therefore iorbcarc a while,
reuenge? If a Chrtjltan wrong a Jew, what ffiould his fuf- There’s (omethmg tels me (but it is not lone)
ferance be by Chriftian example, why.reuenge? The vil— 1 would not loofe you.and you know your felfe.
lanie you reach me I will execute, and it fhallgoe hard Hate counlailes not in fuch a quallirie;
but I will better the inflru&ion. But lead you fhould net vnderfland me well.
And yet a maiden hath no tongue, but thought,
Enter a man from Anthonio. I would dctaine you here feme month or two
Gentlemen, my maifter tAnthonio is at his houfe, and Before you venture for me. could teach you I

defires to fpeakc with you both. How to choofe right, but then I amforfworne.
Sal. We haue beenc vp and downc to fecke him. So will I ncuer be, fo may you miffeme.
ZbtrerTuball. But if you doe, youle make me wifh a fir.ne.
Sol. Here comes another of the T ribe,a third cannot That I had beene foifworne Befhrow your eyes. :

be marchtjVnlcffe the diuell himfelfc turne lew. They haue ore-lookt tnc and deuided me.
Exeunt Gentlemen . One halfe of me is yours, the other halfe yours,
Shy , How now Tuball, what newes from Gcnowalhab Mine owne I would fay but of mine then yours.
:

thou foufid my daughter ? And fo all yours ;

O thefe naughtie times
Tab. I often came where I di-d hcarc of ftcr, but can- Puts bars betweene the owners and their rights.
not findc her.' And fo though yours, not yours (proue it fo )
Shy. Why there, there,there, there, a diamond gone Let Fortune goc to hell for it, not I.
coft me two thoufandducats in Franckford.the curfe nc- I fpeakc too long.buc ’tis to peize the time,

uerfell vpon our Nation till how, I neuerfelt it till now, To ich it,and to draw it out in length.
twothoufand ducats in that, and other precious, preci- To flay you from clc&ion.
f
P \ Bajf. Let
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! 174 The Merchant ofVenice..

! Bajf Lctmechoole, How manie cowards, whole hearts are all as falfe
j
For as lam,I liue vpon thcrackc. As flayers of fand, weare yet vpon their chin*
For. Vpon the racke Bajfamo, then confeffe The beards of Hercules and frowning Mars,
1
What treafon there is mingled with your loue. >
Who inward fearchc,haue ly u ers white as milke,
None but that vglie treafon ofmiftruft.
Bajf. And thefe afTume but valors excreme»t,
Which makes me fcare the emoy ing of my loue To render them redoubted. Lookeonbeautie,
There may as well be atnitie and life, And you fhall fee ’tis purchaft by the weight,
'Tweene lhowand firc,as trealon and my loue. Which therein workes a miracle in nature.
For. I, but I fcarc you ipeake vpon the racke. Making them lighteft that weare moft efit
Where men enforced doth fpeake any thing. So are thofe crifped fnakie golden locks
Bajf. Promite me life, and ile confeffe the truth. Which makes luch wanton gambols with the winde
Por. Well then, confcife and liue. Vpon iuppofed faireneffc,often knowne
! Bajf. Confclfc and loue To be the dowric of a fecond head,
i Had beetle the verie lum of my confeffion T he fcull that bred them in the Sepulcher.
j
Ohappie torment, when my torturer Thus ornamen t i* but the guiled flrore
! Doth teach me anfwers for deliuerance To a molt dangerous fea : the bcautious fearfe
But let me to ifly fortune and the caskets. V ailing an Indian bcautie ; In a word,
Port Away then,! am loekt in one of them, T he Teeming truth which cunning times put on
Ifyou doe loue me, you will findemeout. To iturap the wifefl. Therefore then thou gaudic gold.
Nerryjfa and the reli, (land all aloofe, Hard food Midis, \ will none of thee,
for
Let muficke found while he doth make his choile, Nor none ol thee thou pale and common drudge
Then ifheloofc he makes a Swan-like end, 1 wecnc man and man but thou, thou meager lead
:

Fading in mufique. That the comparifon TV hich rather threatneft then doft promife ought,
May ftand more proper.my eye fhall be the flreamc j
Thy palencllc moues me more then eloquence,
i

And watrie death-bed for him he may win. : here choofe I,ioy be the confequence.
\
And whar is mufique thau ?Than muhqueis 1
Bor. How
all the other palficns fleet to ayre.
Euen as the flourifh,when true fubiefts bowe As doubtful! thoughts, and rafh imbrac’d defpaire
To a new crowned Monarch Such : it is, And fhuddring feaic,and gtecne-eyed iealoulic.
As are thofe dulcet founds in breake of day, 0 loue be moderate.allay thy extafie,
That creepe into the dreaming bride-groomes care. In meafure raine thy ioy,fcant this exccfle,
And fuenmon him to marriage. Now he goes too much thy blcffing,make it Idle,
1 ieele
With noleffe prefencc,but with much more loue Forfearelfurfeic.
Then yong Alcid.es , when he did redeeme Baf. Whatfinde I heref
The virgine tribute, paied by howling Troy Paire Portias counterfeit. What demie God
To theSca-monflcr : I ftand for lacritke,
|
Hath come foneere creation moue
thefe dies?
?
The reft aloofe are the Dardanian wines: Or whether riding cn the bals of mine
With bleared vilages come forth to view ! Sceme they in motion ? Here are feuer’d lips
The ifTueofth’exploit GoeHercules, :
j
Parted with fuger breath, fo fweet a barre
Liue thou, I liue with much more difmay '
Should funder filch fweet friends here in her haires :

I view the fight,then thou that mak’ft the fray. The Paincer pla-.es the Spider, and hath vvouen
Here Alujicke. A golden nu;fh t intrap the hearts of men
Fafter then gnats in cobwebs: but her eies.
A Song the whilfl Baffanio comments on the How could he fee to doc them ? hauing made one,
Caskets to htmfelfe. Me thinkes it Ihould haue power to fleale both his
Anoleaue it felfe vhfurnifht Yetlookehow farre :

Tell me where is fancie bred. The lubftance ofmy praife doth wrong this fhadow
Or in the heart ,or in the head : In vnderprifing it, fo farre this fhadow
How begot, how nour.jhed, Replie jreplie Doth limpe behinde the fubflance. Here’* the fcroule.
It is encendred m the eyes The continent, and fummaric of my forcune.
Wit h gating fed, and Fancie dies ,
In the cradle where it lies : T eu that chsofe not by the view
Let vs all ring Fancies kneH. Chance asfaire, and choofe as true ;
lie begin it. .
Since this fortune fals toyou
,
Ding done, bell. Be content ,andfeeke no new.
All. Ding, dong. bell. Ifyou be well pleafd vetth this,
And hold yourfortuneforyour blijfe,
So ir»3y the outward fhowes be leaft themfelues
'Baff. Turney ou whereyour Lady is ,
1 he world is ftil! decciu'd with ornament. And claime her with a louingkiffe.
In Law, what Plea fojtantcd and corrupt.
But being feafon’d with a gracious voice, “Baff. A gentlefcronlc : Faire Lady,by your leauc,
Obfcurcs the lliow ofeuill ? Jn Religion, Icome by note to giue, and to rcceiuc.
What damned error, but fome fober brow Like one oftwo contending inaprize
Will blcfteit, and approue it with a text. That thinks he hath done well in peoples cics
Hiding the grofeneffe with fyre ornament Hearing applaufe and vniueriall fhour,
There is no voice fo fimplcjjut album es Giddie in fpirit, flill gazing in a doubt
Some markc of vertue on his outward parts Whether thofe peak* ofpraifebehisorno.
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The <£Kferchant ofVmice. ITT
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So Lady ftand I euen fo.

thrice faire Gra. Yes faith my Lord.
As doubtfull whether what 1 fee be true Bajf. Our feaft fhall be much honored in yourmar-
Vntill confirm’d, fign’d, ratified by you. riage,
por. Y
cu fee my Lord Bafftaao where I ftand. Gra. Wcele play with them the firftboyfora thou-
Such as I am though for my
;
felfe alone fand ducats.
I would not be ambitious in my wifti. Ner. What and flake downe?
To with my fclfc much better.ycc for you, Gra. No,w e Thai nere win at that fport, and flake
Iwould be trebled twenty time* my felfe, downc.
A thoufand times more fairc,ten thoufand times But who comes heere ? Lorenzo and his Infidell ?
More rich,that oncly to ftand high in your account, What and my old Venetian friend Salerio ?
Imight in venues, beauties,liuings, friends.
Exceed account but the full fumme of me
: Enter LorenzjoJcjficAyand Salerio.
Ts fum of nothing which to termc in groffc ,
:

Is an vnlcffoned girle, vnfchool'd, vnpra&iz’d, Baf. Lorenzo and Salerio, welcome hether,
Happy in this,fhe is not yet foold If that the youth of my new mtereft heere
But (lie may Icarnc. happier then this,: Haue power you welcome by your lcauc
to bid :

Shce is not bred I'o dull but fhecan learnc 1 bid my verie friends and Councrimen

Happieft of all, is that her gentle ipiric Sweet Portia welcome.

Commits it felfe to yours to be diredfed , Por. So do I my Lord, they are intirely welcome.
As from her Lord, her Goucrnour,hcr King. Lor. 1 thanke your honor for my parr my Lord,
;

My fclfc, and what is mine, to you and yours My ptirpofe was not to haue leene you heere.
Is now conuerted. But now I was the Lord But meeting withWer/eby the way.
Of this faire manfion,mafler of my feruants, He did intreaic mee paft all laying nay
Quccne ore my lelfe and euen now, but now. : T o come with him along.
This houiCjthefc leruants.and this fame my felfe Sal. I did my Lord,
Are yours, my Lord, 1 giuc them with this ring. And I haue realon for it, Signior Anthonie
Which when you part from,loofe,or giuc away. Commends him to you.
Let it prefage the ruine ot your louc, Bajf. Ere I ope his Letter

And be mv vantage to exclaime on you. I pray you tell me how my good friend doth.
Bajf. Maddam,you haue bereft me of all words, Sal. Notfickemy Lord, vnlcffe it he in minde.
Onely my bloud fpeakes to you in my vaincs. Nor wel, vnldfe in minde : his Letter there
And there is fuch confufion in my powers, Wil fhew you his eftate.
As after fomc oration fairely lpoke Opens the Letter.
By abeloucd Prince, there doth appeare Gra. Nernfa, cheerc y ond (lrangcr,bid her welcom,
Among the buzzing plcafed multitude, Y our hand Salerio. whar’s the newes from Venice ?
Where euery fomething being blent together, How doth that royal Merchant good tsfutkomo}
Turnes to a wilde of nothing, laue of icy I know he wil be glad ofour luccefle,
Expreff, and not expreft but when this ring : Wc are the Iafons , we haue won the fleece.
Parts from this finger, then parts life from hence, Sal. I would you had won the fleece that hec hath
0 then be bold to fay Bajptnio s dead. ' loft.

"Her. My Lord and

Lady, it is now our time Por. There are foine flivewd contents in yond fame
That haue flood by and feenc our wifnes profper. Paper,
To cry good ioy, good ioy my Lord and Lady. That (leales the colour from Bajftanot cheeke.
Gra. My Lord Bajfanio, and mv gentle Lady, Some dccre friend dead, clfe nothing in the world

1wifh you all the ioy thac you can wifti Could turne lo much the fonftirurion
For 1 am fure you can wifh none from me : Of any conflantman. What, worfe and worfe?
And when your Honours meane to folemnize With leauc Bafjanio I am halfeyour fclfc.
The bargaine ofyour faith I doe befeech you : And I mull freely haue the halfe of any thing
Euen at that time I may be married too. That this lime paper brings you.
Bajf. With all my heart, fo thou canft get a wife. Bajf. O
fweet Portia.
Gra. I th anke your Lordfhip, vou gauc got me one. Heere arc a few of the vnpleafant’ft words
My eyes my Lord can looke as lwifc as yours r That euer blotted paper. Gentle Ladie
You faw the miftrcs,l beheld the maid When 1 did firft impart my loue to you,
You lou'd, I lou'd for intermilfion, 1 freely told you all the wealth I had
No morepertainestorremy Lord then you} Ran in my vainest I was a Gentleman,
Y our fortune flood vpon the caskets there, And then I told you true: andyetdecre Ladie,
And fo did mine too, as the matter falls : Rating my nothing, you fhall fee
felfe at

For wooing heere vntill .1 fwet againc. How much I was a Braggart, wh-en I told you
And fwearing till my very tough was dry My date was nothing, I fhould then haue told you
With oathes ofloue, at laft, if promife laft, That I was worfe then nothing : for indeede
I got a promife of this faire one hcetc I haue ingag’d my felfe to a deere friend,
T o haue her looe prouided that your fortune
:
Ingag’d my friend to his metre encmie
Atchieu’d her mifttefle. To feede my meanes. Heere is a Latter Ladie,
Per. Is this true Nerrifit} The paper as the bodie of my friend.
Ner. Madam it is fo,fo you ftand pleas’d writhall. And euerie word in it a gaping wound
Bajf. And doe you Qratiano meane good faith ? IfTuing life blood. But is it true Salerio,
1

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Hath all his ventures faild, what not one hie. This is the foole that lends out money gratis.
From T ripolis, from Mexico and England, Iaylor, lookc to him*
From Lisbon, Barbary, and India, Ant. Heare me yet good Shylok, •.

And not one vefFell fcape the dreadfull touch lew. He haue my bond,fpeakenotagainftmy bond,
Of Merchant. marring rocks ? I haue fwornc an oath that 1 will haue nay bond
Sal. Not one my L ord. Thou call’dft me dog before thou hadft a caufc.
Befides, it fhould appeare, that if he had But fince I am a dog, beware my phangs,
The prefent money to difeharge the lew, The Duke fhall grant me iuftice, I do wonder
He would not take it : neuer did know
I Thou naughty Iaylor, that thou art fo fond
A creature that did beare the fhape of man To come abroad with him at his requeft.
So keene and greedy to confound a man. Ant I pray thee heare me fpcake.
He plyes the Duke at morning and at night, lew. lie haue my bond, I will not hcare thee fpeake,
And doth impeach the freedomc ofthe Bate lie haue my bond, and therefore fpeake no more,
If they deny him iuftice. T wenty Merchants lie not be made a foft and dull ey’d foole.
The Duke himfelfe, and the Magnificoes To fhake the head, relent, and figh.and yceld
Of greateft port haue all perl waded with him. To Chriftian interccffors follow not, :

But none can driue him from the enuious plea lie haue no (peaking, I will haue my bond. Exit lew.
Offorfciture,of iullicc,and his bond. his the moft impenetrable currc
Sol.

Iefft. When I was with him, l haue heard himlweare That euer kept with men.
ToT#£*i/?and to Chtss, his Councri-men, Ant. Let him alone.
That he would r3ther haue Anthomo s flefh, He follow him no more with bootlefle prayers:
Then twenty times the value of the fumme He feekes my life, his reafon well I know ;

That he did owe him and 1 know my Lord,: I from his forfeitures
oft deliuer’d
if law, authoritie: and power deme not. Many that haue at times made monc to me.
It will goe hard with poore Anthomo. Therefore he hates me.
for. Is it your deere friend that is thus in trouble? Sol. I am furc the Duke will neuer grant
Bajf. The deereft friend to me, the kindeff man. this forfeiture to hold.
The beft condition’d, and vnwearied fpirit An. The Duke cannot deny the courfc ©flaw :

In doing curtefies : and one in whom For the con modicie that ftrangers haue
The ancient Romane honour more appeares With vs in Venice, if it be denied,
Then any that drawes breath in Italie. W ill much impeach the iuftice ofthe State,

for. What fumme owes he the lew ? Since that the trade and profit of the citty
’Bajf. For me three choufand ducats. Confiftcth cf all Nations. Therefore gee,
Per. What, no more? Thefe greefes and lofTes haue lb bated mee,
Pay him fixe thoufand, and deface the bond : That ] fhall hardly fpare a pound of flefh
Double fixe thoufand, and then treble that To morrow, tomy blcudy Creditor.
Before a friend ofthis defeription Well Iaylor, on, pray God BaJJamo come
Shall lofe a haire through Bajfano’ s fault. To fee me pay his debt, and then I care not. Exeunt.
Firft goe with me to Church, and call me wife
And then away to Venice to your friend : Enter Ter tie., Nerriffa , Lorenzo, Iefftca, and a man of
For neuer fhall you lie by Portias fide Portias
With Y on fhall haue gold
an vnquict foule. I

To pay the petty debt twenty times oucr. Madam, although I fpeake it in your prefence,
Lor.
When ic is payd, bring your true friend along, You haue a noble and a true concfcit
My maid Nernffa , and my felfe meane time Of god-like^mity, whic^appeares moft ftrongly
Will Hue as maids and widdowes come away, ;
In bearing thus the abfcnceofyour Lord.
For you fhall hence vpon your wedding day : Butif you knew to whom you fhew this honour,

Bid your friends \vclcome,i"how a merry cheere. Howtrue a Gentleman you fend relecfe,
Since you arc deere bought, I will loue you deere. How deere a louer of my Lord your husband,
But let me hcare the letter of your friend. I know you would be prouder of the worke

Then cuftomary bounty can enforce you.

Sweet BafTanio, my [hips haue all mifearried , my Credi- Por. I neuer did repent for doing good.
tors grow crtself my eftate is very low , my bond to the lew is Nor fhall not now : for in companions
forfeit , and pace in paying it, it is imp offtble 1 fhould Itne , all That do conuerfe and waftc the timetogether,
debts are eleerdbetweene jot* and I , if I might fee you at my Whofc foules doe beare an egal yoke of loue#
death : netwithftandir.g , vfeyonr pleafure ,ifyour lotie doe not There rouft be needs a like proportion
perfwadeyoti to come, let not my Utter. Of lyniaments,of manners and of fpirit
Which makes me thinkc that this Anthonie
for. O lone! difpach
all bufincs and be gone. Being the bofome louer of my Lord,
Baff. Since haucyour good lcaue to goeaway
I Muft needs be like my Lord* If it be fo.
I will make haft; but till I comeagaine How little is the coft I haue beftowed
No bed fhall ere be guilty of my ftay. In purchafing the feroblance of my foule;
Nor reft be imerpofar twixt vs twaine. Exeunt. From out the ftate of hcliifh cruelty
Enter the lew, and Solanio, and zAnthonie, This comes too neere thepraifingof my felfe ]
and the laylor. Therefore no more of it heere other things:

lew. Iaylor, lopke to him, tell not me of mercy, Lorenfo I commit into your hands.
The
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The husbandry and mannage of my houfe vpon the children,thereforc I promife
ther are to be laid
Vntill my Lords retume ;
for mine owne part you, Ifeareyou,I was alwaies plaine with you, andfo
I haue toward heauen breath’d a fccret vew, now I lpeakc my agitation of the matter : therfore be of
To iiue'i'n prayer and contemplation, good cheerc, for truly thinke you are damn’d, there
1 is

Onely attended by Ncrriffahctic, but one hope in it that can doe you anie good.and that is

Vntill her husband and my Lords returne : but a kinde of baftard hope neither.
There is a njonaftery too miles oft , Icjfica. And what hope is that I pray thee ?
And there we will abide. I doe defire you Clow, Marrie you may partlie hope that your father
Not to deniethisimpofition, got you not, that you arc not the Iewes daughter.
The which my loue and fome neceflity Ief. That were a kinde of baftard hope indeed, fo the

Now layes vponyou, fins of my mother fhould be vifited vpon me.

Lorenf. Madame, with all my heart, Clow. Truly then I ieareyou are damned both by fa-

I fhall obey you in all fair e commands. ther and mother thus when I fhun Sctlla your father, I
:

Per. My people doe already know my minde, fall into Ckartbdu your mother; well, you arc gone both
And will acknowledge you and Iejjicn vvaies.

In place of Lord Bnjfamo and my ielfe. Ief. I fhall be lau’d by my husband,*, e hath made me
So far you well till wc fhall mecte agame. aChriftian.
Lor. Faire thoughts &
happy houres attend on you. Clow. Truly the more to blame he, we were Chnfti,.
Ieffi. wifh your Ladifhip all hearts content.
I ans enow many as could wt line one by a-
before, c ue as 1

Por. Ithankc you for your wifh, and am well pleas’d nother: thismafciog-ofChriftians will raife the price cf
To wifh it backe cn you: faryouwell Ieffica. Exeunt. Hogs, it wee grow all to be poi ke-eaters,
wee fhall not
Now rBaltbafer,zs I haue eucr found thee honeft true, fhortlie haue a rafher on the coalcs tor money.
So let me finde thee ftil! take this fame letter,
:

And vfc thou all the indeauor ofa man. ,

Enter Lorenz. a.
In fpeed to Mantu3, fee thou render this Ief. He tell my husband Lancelet w hat you fay ,heere
Into my cofins hand,Do<ftor Belario, he comes.
And looke what notes and garments he doth giuc thee Loren. I fhall grow iealous of ycu fhonly Lancelot,
Bring them I pray thee with imagin’d fpeed if you thus get my wife into corners ?

Vnto theTraneci,to the common Feme Ief, Nay, you need »ot feare vs Lorenzo, I.amcelet
Which trades to Venice ; wafteno time in w ords and 1 me flatly there is no mercy for mce
are out, he tells

But get thee gone,I fhall be there before thee, in heauen, becaufe I am a Iewes daughter and hee faies :

Haiti:. Madam, I goe with all conuenient fpeed. you arc no good member of the common wealth , for
'Por. Come on Neriffa,\ haue worke in hand in conuerting Iewes to Chriftians
,
you raife the price
That you yet know not of wee’ll fee our husbands
;
of Povke.
Before they thinkeofvs? Loren. I fhall anfwcre that better to the Common-
Nerriffa. Shall they fee vs ? wealth, than you can the getting vp of the Negroes bcl-
Portia. They fhall ATerriffa but in fuch a habit, Iie the Moore is with childe by you Launcelet ?
:

That they (hall thinke we arc accomphlhcd Clow. It is much that the Moore fhould be more then
With that we lacke; lie hold thee any wager reaion but if fhe be lefte then an hone ft woman, fhee is
:

When we are both accoutered likeyong men. indeed more then I tooke her for.
He proue the prettier fellow of the two Loren. How eucrie oole can play vpon the word, 1 f

And weare my dagger with the brauer grace, thinke the heft grace of wiccc will fhortly turnc into fi-
And fpeake betweenc the change of man and boy. lence, and dilcourie grow commendable in none onclv
With a reede voycc, and turnc two minting Reps but Panats goe in firra, bid them prepare for dinner?"
:

Into manly ftride ; and fpeake of frayes

a Clow. That is done fir, they haue all ltomacks ?

Like a fine bragging youth and tell quaint lyes : Loren. Goodly Lord, what a witte-fnapper aicyou,
How honourable Ladies fought my loue, then bid them prepare dinner.
Which I denying, they fell ficke and died. Plow. That is done to fir, onely couer is the word.
I could not doe withall then He repent,
: Loren. Will yon couer than fir ?
And wifh for all that,that I had not kil’d them Clow. Not fo fir neither,! know my dutie.
And twentieof thefepunie lies He tell Loren. Yet more quarreling with occafion,wilt thou
Tint men {hall fweare I haue difeontinued fchoolc fhew the whole wealth of thy wit in an inftant ;
I pray
Abouc a twelue moneth I haue within my minde
: thee vndcrftand a plaine man in his plaine meaning: goe
Athoufand raw tricks ofthefebragginglacks. to thy fdlowes ,
bid them couer the table ferue in the
,

Which I will prachfe. meat, and we will come in to dinner.

Nerrif Why, fhall wee rurne to men ? Clow. For the table fir
,
it fhall be feru’d in , for the
Portia. Fie, what a queftions that ? meat (ir , it fhall bee couered ,
for your comming in to
If thou wert nere a lewd interpreter dinner fir, why let it be as humors and conceits £aa!l go-
But come, lie tell thee all my whole deuicc uerne. Lxitfflowng.
When I am in my coach, which ftayes for vs Lor. O dcare dil"cretion,how his words are futed
At the Parke gate ; and therefore hafte away. The foole hath planted in his memory
For we muftmeafuretwentie miles today. Exeunt. An Armie of good words, and I doe know
A many foolcs that (land in better place,
Enter Clotvne and Itfftca. Garni (ht like him, that for a trickfie word
Defie the mattenhow cheer’ft thou Iejftca
Clown. Yes truly; for looke you, the finnes of the Fa- And now good fwcet fay thy opinion.
How'
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How doft thou like the Lord 'Bajftauo’ s wife ? To offices of tender curtefic. cb,

Iefli. Part all very meete

expreffing,it is We all cxpe& a gentle anfwer lew? •tin V
The Lord BAjfcnio liue an vpright life lew. I haue poffeft your grace of what I purpose.
For hauing fuch a bleffing in his Lady, And by our holy Sabbath haue I fworne
He Andes the ioyes ofheauen heere on earth. T o haue the due and forfeit of my bond.
And i£on earth he doe not ineane it, it If you denie it, let the danger light
Is realon he fhonld ncuer come to heauen ? Vpon your Charter, and your Cities freedeme.
Why,iftwo gods fhouldplay fomehcauenly match, You’l aske me why I rather choofc to haue
And on the wager lay two earthly women. A weight of carrion flefh, then to receiue
And Tortia one : there mud befomething elfe Three thoufand Ducats ? He not anfwer that
Paund with the other, for the poore rude world But fay it ismy humor ; Is it anfwcrcd ?
Hath not her fellow. What if my houfc be troubled with a Rat,
Loren. Euen fuch a husband And I be pleas’d to giue ten thoufand Ducates
Had thou of me, as die is tor a wife. To haue it bain’d ? What, arc you anfwcr’d yet ?
Ief. Nay, but aske my opinion to of that ? Some men there are loue not a gaping Pigge
Lor, I will anone,firft let vs goe to dinner ? Some that are mad, if they behold a Cat
Ief. Nay, let me praifeyou while I haue a Gomacke ? And others, when the bag-pipe fings i’th nofc,
Lor. No pray thee.let it feme for tabic calke. Cannot containc their Vrine for affedhon.
Then how fom ere thou fpeakd ’along other things, Matters of paffion fwayes it to the moode
I Ciall diged it? Of what it likes or loaths, now for your anfwer :
lejfi. Well, lie fetyou forth. Exeunt. As there is no firmc reafon to be rendred
Why he cannot abide a gaping Pigge ?
Why he a harmlcffe neceffarie Cat ?
Why he a woollen bag-pipe but of force :

Mutt yecld to fuch ineuitable fhame,

aJHiis Ouartus. As to offend himfelfe being offended
So can I giue no reafon, nor I will nor,
More then a lodg’d hate, and a certaine loathing
Enter the Duke, the CMagnifcoes y Antbonio,BaJJa»ie , and I beare Anthonio, that I follow thus
Gratiano. A loefing fuite againft him? Are you anfwercd ?
'BajT. This is no anfwer thou vnfeeling man.
Duke, What, is Antaonig heere? To excufe the currant of thy cruelty.
Ant. Ready, foplcafc your grace? leva. I am not bound to pleafe thee with my anfwer.

'Duke. I am forry for thee,thou art come to anfwere ‘Bnjf. Do all men kil the things they do not loue?

A ftonic aducrfary.an inhumane wretch, lerv. Hates any man the thing he would r ot kill?

Vncapable ofpitty.voyd, and empty Dajf. Euei ie offence is not a hate at firft.

From any dram of rnercie. lew. W-hat wouidtt thou haue a Serpent Ring thee
Ant. I haue heard twice ?

YourGrace hacluane great panics to quahfic Ant. I pray you thinke you quettion with the lew :

H:s rigorous courfe but fince he dands obdurate.

: You rr»ay as well go (land vpon the beach.
And that no lawful meanes can carrie me And bid the maine flood baue his vfua!! height,
Out ofhis cnuies reach, I do oppofe Or euen as well vfe quettion with the Wolfe,
My patience to his fury, and am arm’d The Ewe blcate for the Lambe
To differ with a quieroetTe of fpirit, You may as well forbid the Mountaine Pines
The very tir3nny and rage ofhis. Towagge their high tops, and to roakenonoife
Du. Go one and cal the lew into the Court. When they are fretted with the gutts ofheauen
Sal. He is ready at the doorc,he comes my Lord. You may as well do any thing mofthard.
As feeke to fofeen that, then which what harder ?
Enter Shylocke. His Iewifh heart. Therefore 1 do befeech you
Z5«.Make roomc.atid let him Hand before our face. Make no more offers, vfe no farther meanes,
Shylocke the world thinkes, and I thinke fo to But with all briefe and plaine conuenicncie
That thou but leaded this fafhion oftbymallice Let me haue itidgement, and the lew his will.
To the lad houre of adt.and then ’tis thought Baf. For thy three thoufand Ducates hecreis fix.
Thou’lt lliew thy mercy and remorfe more drange , lew. Ifeuerie Ducat in fixe thoufand Ducates
Than is thy drange apparant cruelty; Were in fixe parts, and euery partaDucate,
And where thou now exai-ffl the penalty. Iwould net draw them, I would haue my bond ?
Which is a pound ofthis poore Merchants flefh. Z)«.How lhalt thou hope for rnercie, rendring none l
Thou wilt not onely loofe the forfeiture. lew.
T
W
hat iudgemenc fhall I dread doing no w rong? r

But touch'd with humane gentleneffe and loue : You haue among you many a purchaft flaue.
Forgiue a moytie of the principall Which like your Attes,and your Dogs and Mules,
Glancing an eye ofpitty on his lodes You vfe in abiedt and in flauifh parts,
1 hat haucof late fo hudled on his backs. Becaufe you bought them. Shall I fay to you,
Enow to preflc a royall Merchant downc Let them be free, marric them to your heires i
And plucke commileration ofhis date Why fweate they vnder burthens? Let their beds
From braffie bofomes, and rough hearts offlints , Be made as foft as yours and let their pallats
:

From dubb orne T urkes and T arters neuer rraind Be fcafon’d with fuch Viands you will anfwer :

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):

The Aaues arc ours. So do I anfwcr you. with him at my importunity to fill vpyour Graces requeftm
The pound of flcfti which I demand of him myfted. I befeechyou, let hts Ucke of
years bsnoimpedmte nt
Is deerely bought, 'ei»mine,and I will haue it. tolethimUcke areuerendeflunatton : forjneuer knewe fo
If you deny me ; fie vponyoiir Law, yong a body with fo old a head. I leaue him toyourgracious
,

There is no force in the decrees of Venice acceptance, whofe trialfhall better pahhfl) hts commendation.

X ftand for iudgemenc,anfwer,Shall I haue it ?

Du. Vpon my power I may diftTuiTe this Court, Enter Portia for Balthazar.
Vnlefle He liar io a learned Dodtor,
Whom 1 haue l'cnr for to determine this, Duke. You heare the learn’d Bellario what he writes
Comeheereto day. And hceref I take it)is the Doctor come.
Sal. My Lord, heere ftayes without Giue me your hand Came you from old Bellario?
:

AMeffenger with Letters from the Dodlor, Por. I did my Lord.

New come from Padua. Du. You are welcome : take your place;
Du. Bring vs the Letters, Call the MefTcngcrs, Are you acquainted with the difference
Bajf. Good cheere Anthonie.W'hzt man, corage yet: That holds this prefent queftion in the Court.
The lew (hall haue my flefh, blood, bones, and all. Por. I am enformed throughly of the caule.
Ere thou fhalt loole for me one drop of blood. Which is the Merchant heere? and which the lew?
ts4ni. 1 am a tainted Weather of the flocke,* ‘Du. Anthonio and old Shylocke both ftand forth.
Meeteft for death, the weakeft kinde of fruite Por. Is your name Shylocke? H
Drops earlieft to the ground, and fo ler me; lew. Shylocke is :ny name. //
You cannot better be employ’d Baffanio, Per. Of a llrange nature is the fute you follow,
Then to hue ftill,and write mine Epitaph. Yet infuchrulc, that the Venetian Law
Cannot impugne you as you do proceed
Enter N err xffa. You ftand within his danger.do you cot?
D». Came you from Padua from Bellario ? Ant. I,fohefayes.
Ner. From both. For. Doyouconfeffethebond?
My Lord Bellario greets your Grace. Ant. I do.
Baf. Why doll thou whet thy knife fo earneftly ? ror. Then muft the lew be mercifnll.
lew. To cut the forfeiture from that bankrout there. lew. On what compulfion muft I ? Tell me that.
Gra. Not on thy but on thy foule harfh lew
foale : Por. The quality of mercy is not ftram'ri.
Thou mak'ft thy knife keene but no mettall can. : It droppefh as the gentle raiue from heauen
No, not the hangmans Axe beare halfe the keennefle Vpon cite place beneath. It is twice bleft.
Oftny fiiarpe efi'uy. Can no prayers pierce tl^ee? It blcfiech him him that takes,
that giues, and
lew. No, none that thou haft wit enough to make. ‘Tis mighiieft in themightieft, becomes it

(fra. O be thou damn’d, inexecrable dogge, The throned Monarch better then his Crowne.
And for thy life let iufticc be accus’d: His Scepter fli ewes the force cftempcrall power.
Thou almoft mak’ft me wauer in my faith The attribute to awe and M aielt.e,
To hold opinion with Pythagoras, Wherein doth lit the dread and feare of Kings
That foules of Animals infule themfelues But mercy is aboue this feeptred fway.
Into the trunkes of men. Thy currilh lpirit It is enthroned in the hearts of Kings,
Gouern’d a Wolfe, who hang’d for humane {laughter, It is an attribute to God himfelfe;
Euen from the gallovves did his fell foule fleet And earthly power dociTthcnfhew likeft Gods
And whil’ft thou layeft in thy vnhallowed dam, When mercie feafons luftice. Therefore lew.
Infus’dit felfe in thee For thy defires
: Though luftice be thy plea, confider this,
Are Woluifh, bloody, fteru’d,and rauenous.' That intheceurfeofIuftice,ncne of vs
lew. Till thou canft raile the feale from off my bond Should iee laluation : we do pray for mercie,
Thor but offend’ft thy Luitgs to fpeake fo loud And that fame prayer, doth teach vs all to render
Repaire thy wit good youth, or it will fall The deeds of mercie. I haue fpoke chus much
Toendleffcruine. I ftand heerefor Law. T o mittigate the iufticc ofthy plea
Dn. This Letter from Bellario doth commend Which if thou follow, this ftridt courfc of Venice
A yong and Learned Do<ftor in our Court Muft needcs giue fentence ’gainft the Merchant there.
Where is he ? Shy. My deeds vpon my head, I craue the Law,
ATer. He attendeth heere hard by The penaltie and fotfeice of my bond.
To know your anfwer, whether you’l admit him. Per. Is he not able to difeharge the money?
Du. With all my heart. Some three or four of you Baf. Y es, heere I tender ft for him in the Court,
Go giue him curteous condutft to this place, Yea, twite the fumme, if that will not fuffice,
Meane time the Court (hall heare BeBarioes Letter.' I will be bound to pay it ten times ore,
On forfeit of my hands, rry head, my heart :
Our Grace fhall vnderftand that at the receite ef your
Y Letter I
feuger came in ,
am very ficke :
lotting vifitatisn,
1

but in the infant thatyour mef-

was with me a young Do
If this will not fuffice, it muft appeare
That malice bearcs downe truth. And I befecch you
Wrcft once the Law coyour authority*
clorof Rome, his name is Balthafar : / acquatned htm with To do a great right, do a little wrong.
thecaufe in (fontrouerfte , betweene the lew and Anthoilio And curbe this cruell diuell'of his will.
the Merchant : We turn'd tore many ’Booker together : hee it Por. It muft not be, there is no power in Venice
furmfhrd With my opinion, which bet (red with his owne lear • Can alter a decree eftablifhed
uivg, thegreatneffe whereof I cannot enough commend gomes ’T will be recorded for a Prefidcnt,
And
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And many an error by the fame example. Which is as deere to me as life it felfe.

Will rufli.into the date : It cannot be. But life it felfe,my wife, and all the world,
Jew. ADaniel come to judgement, yea a Daniel. Are not with me efteem’d abouc thy life. -*1
O wife young Iudge, how do honour thee. I I would loofe all, I facrifice them all /H
Per. I pray you let me looke vpon the bond. Heere to this deuill, to deliueryou.
lew. Heere’tis moftreuetcnd Do<ffor,heereitis. Por. Your wifewould giue you littlethanks for that
Tor. Sbylocke, there's thrice thy monie offered thee. If die were by toheare you make the offer.
Shy. An oath, an oach, I haue an oath in heauen Gra. I haue a wife whom Iproteft I loue,
Shall I lay periurie vpon my fotle ? I would die were in heauen, fo fhe could
No not for Venice. Intreatfomepower to change this currifh lew.
Per. Why this bond isdorfeit, Ner. * Tis well you offer it behinde her backe.
Ana lawfully by this the lew may claime The wifh would make elfe an vnquiet houfe. (tef
A pound offlefh, to be by him cut off Zw.Thefc be the Chriftian husbands:I hauea daugh-
Neereft the Merchants heart ; be mercifull, Would any of the docke of Barrabas
Take thrice thy money, bid me teare the bond. Had beene her husband,rather then a Chridian.
lew. When it is paid according to the tenure. We trifle time, I pray thee purfue lenience.
Itdoth appeare you are a worthy Judge Por. A pound of that fame marchants flefh is thine.
you know the Law, your expofition The Court awards it, and the law doth giue it.
Hath beene mod found. I charge you by the Law, lew. Mod rightfull Iudge.
WhcrcofyoH are a vvell-defennng pillar,- And you mud cut this fledi from off his bread,
Tor.
Procccdc to judgement : By my foule I lweare. The Law allowes ic,and the Court awards it.
There is no power in the tongue of roan' lew. Mod learned Iudge,a fentence,comc prepare.
To alter me I Bay heere on my bond.
: Por. Tarry a little,there
is fomething elfe.

An. Moft bearaly I do befeech the Court This bond doth giue thee heereno iot ofbloud
To giue the judgement, ~
; - The words expredy area pound of fledi
Por. Why then thus it is : Then take thy bond, rake thou thy pound offlefh,
you muff prepare yourbofome for his knife. Bur in the cutting it, ifthou daft died
lew. O noble Iudge, O excellent yong man. One drop of Chridian bIoud,thy lands and goods
Per. For the intent and purpofe of the Law Are by the l.awes of Venice confifcatg
Hath full relation to the penalcic, Vnto the ditc of Venice.
Which heere appeareth due vpon the bond. (Jr a. O vpright Iudge,
lew. ’Tis verie true : O wife and vpnght Iudge, Maake l8w,61earned Iudge.
How much more elder art thou then thy lookes ? Shy. Is that the law ?

Per. Therefore lay bare your boforoc. Per. Thy felfe fiialt fee the A<fl :

lew. I, his bred, For as thou rrgeft iuftice, be aiTur’d

So fayes the bond, doth it not noble Iudge? Thou fhalt haue iuftice more then thou defireft.
Neercdhis heart, thofeare the very words. fir a. O learned Iudge, mark lew, a learned Judge,
Por. It is fo : Ate there ballancc heere to weigh the lew. I take this offer chen>pay the bond thrice,
flefh ? And let the Chriftian goe.
I haue them ready.
lew. Bajf. Heere is the money.
Haue by lomc Surgeon Sbylockjm your charge
Por. Por. Soft, thelew draft haue all iudice,foft,no hade.
T o dop his wounds, lead he fliould bleedc to death. He diall haue nothing but the penalty.
lew. It is not nominated in the bond ? Gra. O lew, an vprighf I udge ,a learned Iudge.
Por. It is not fo expred: but what of that ? Por. Therefore prepare thee to.cuc off the flefh
’Twerc good you do lo much for chavitie. Shed thou no bloud,nor cut thou lede nor more
lew. I canaotfindeit, ’tis not in the bond. But iuft a pound of fledi ifthou tak’d more
:

Por. Come Merchant, haue you any thing to fay ? Or lcffe then a iud pound, be it fo much
Ant. But little : I am arm’d and well prepar’d. As makes it light or heauy in thefubftanoe,
Giue me your hand Baffanio, fare you well, Or the deuifion of the twentieth part
Greeue not thatl am falne to this for you Of one poore fcruple, nay if the fcale doe turne
For heerein fortune fhewes her felfe more kinds But in the eftimation of a hayre
Thep is her cudome. It is dill her vie Thou died, and aftthy goods are confifcate.
To let the wretched man out-liuc his wealth, Gra A fccond Daniel, a Daniel lew.
To view with hollo w eye, and wtinkled brow Now infidell I haue thee on the hip.
An age ofpouerty. From which lingring penance Tor. Why doth the lew paufe.take thy forfeiture.
Of fueh miferie, doth die cut me off: Shy. Giue me my principal!, and let me goe,
Commend me to your honourable Wife, Bajf.haue it ready for thee.heerc it is.
I

T ell her the procelle of Antbonio's end : Por. He hath refus’d it in the open Court,
Sayhow I lou’d you ; fpeake me faire in death : Hediall hauemeerly iudiceand his bond.
Aad when the' tale is told, bid her be iudge, Gra. A Daniel ftill fay I,a fccond Daniel,
Whether Bajfanio had not once a Loue I thanke thee lew for teaching me that word.
Repent not you that you fhall loofe your friend. Shy. Shall I not haue barely my principall?
And he repents not that he payes your debt. Por. Thou (bait haue nothing but the forfeiture,

Foe if the. lew. do cut but deepe enough, To be taken feat thy perill lew.
Ilcpay it indantly, with all my .heart. Sbi. .Why.thcntbeDeuill giue him good ofit:
Baf. Antbonio, I am marrjcdto a w.ife, ;
1». day no longerjqucftion.
Por. Tarry
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For. Tarry lew, Haue by your wifedome beene this day acquitted
The Law hath yet another hold on you. Ofgrecuous penalties, in lieu whereof.
It is enabled in the Lawes ofVenicc , Three thoufand Ducats due vnto the lew
Ifitbe proued againft an Alien, Wc freely cope your curtcous paincs withall.
1

That by director indiref! attempts An. And ftand indebted ouer and aboue
In loue and feruice to you eucrmore.
He feeke thelife of any Citizen
The party gainft the which he doth contriue Per. He is well paid that is well fatisfied.,

Shall feaze one halfe his goods, the other halfe And I deliuering you, am fatisfied.
Comes to the priuie coffer of the State , And therein doe account my felfe well paid,

And the offenders life lies in the mercy My minde was neueryet more mercinarie,
Of the Duke onely, gainft all other voice. I know me w'hen we meete againe,
pray you

In which predicament I fay thou ftandll : Iwilh you well, and fo I take my leaue.
For it appeares by manifeltproceeding. Bajf. Dearefir,offorceIimiftattempcyou further.

That indiredlly, and dire&ly to, Take fome remembrance of vs as a tribute,

• Thou haff centrin' d againfl the very life Not as fee grant me two things, I prayyou
:

Of the defendant : and thou haff incur’d i Not to dcnic me, and to pardon me.
The danger formerly by me rehearff. ;
For. You preffe mee farre, and therefore I will yeeld,
Downe therefore,and beg mercy of the Duke. |
Giue me your glouesjie wcare them your fake. for

Cra. Beg that thou matff haueleaue to hang thy felfe. And for your loue lie take this ring from you,
And yet thy wealth being forfeit to the ftate. Doenot draw backeyour hand,ile takeno more.
Thou haft not left the value of a cord. And you in loue (hall not deny me this ?
Therefore thou muff be bang’d at the ftates charge. 'Bajf. This ring good fir, alas it is a trifie,

Dffkj. That thou fhalt fee the difference of our fpirit I will not fhame my felfe.to giue you this.
I pardon thee thy life before thou askc it
For. I wil haue nothing elfe but onely this.
For halfe thy wealth, it is Anthonie? s, And now methinkes 1 haue a minde to ic.

The other ha fe comes to the generall ftate.

:

,
Bay. There’s more depends on this then on the valew.
Which humblencffe may driue vnto a fine. The deareft ring in Venice will I giue you.
For. I for the ftate, no c for Anthonio. And finde it out by proclamation,
Shy. Nay,take my life and all, pardon not that. Onely for this I pray you pardon me.
You takemy houfe,whcn you do take theprop For. I fee fir you are hberall in offers ,

That doth fuftatne my houfc you take my lite :

You taught me firft to beg, and now methinkes
When you doc take the meanes whereby I Hue. You teach rr.chow a beggar fhould be anfwer’d.
For. What mercy can you render him Anthonio? Haf. Good fir,chis ring was giuen me by my wife,
(jra. A halter^isfr/^othing elfeforGods fake. And when (he put it on, (he made me vow
Ant. So pleafe my Lord the Duke, and all the Court That 1 fhould neither lell,nor giue.norlofcit.
To quit the fine for one halfe of his goods, many men to faue their gifts,
For. That fcule femes
I am content l’ohe will let me haue
: And ifyour wife be not a mad woman,
The other halfe in vfe, to lender it And know how well I haue deferuki this ring,
Vpon his death, vnto the Gentleman Slice would not hold out enemy for euer

That lately ftole hi s daughter. For giuing it to me: well, peace be with you. Exeunt.
Two things prouided more, that for this fauotir Ant. My L.BaJfanio , let him haue the ring,
He prefently become a Chriftian : Leth is deferuings and my loue withall
The other, t^at lie doe record a gift Be valued againfl: your wiues commandcment.
Hcerc in the Court of all he dies pofleft Bajf. Goc Gratianoyun and ouer-cakchim ,

Vnto his fonne Lorenzo, and his daughter. Giue him the ring, and bring him if thou canft
Dttk, He fhall doc this.or clfe I doe recant Vnto Anthonies houfe,away ,make hafte. Exit Grati.
The pardon that I late pronounced heere. Come, you and I will thither prefently,
For. Art thou contented lew? what doft thou lay? And in the morning early will wc both
Shy, I am content, Flie toward Belmont come Anthonio. Exeunt.
For. Clarke, draw a deed ofgifc.
Shy. I prayyou giuemeleauc to geefrom hence Enter Portia and Nerrijfa.
Iam not well, fend the deed after me, For. Enquire the Iewes houfe out, giue him this deed.
And I will figneic. And let him figne it, wee'll away to night,
Duke. Get thee gone,butdoe it. And be a day before our husbands home
Gra. In chriftning thouihalt haue two godfathers. This deed will be well welcome to Lorenzo.
Had I been iudge,thou Giouldflr haue had ten more, Enter Cjrauano.
To bring thecto the gallowes, not to the font.’ Exit. Gra. Faire fir,you are well ere-tane :

T)m. Sir I intreat you with me home to dinner. My L.Baflanto vpon more aduice
For. I humbly doe defire your Grace of pardon, Hath fetuyou hecrethis ring, and doth intreat
I muft away thisnight toward Padua, Your company at dinner.
And it is mecte I prefently fet forth. For. That cannot be
T>uk. I am forry that your lleyfure ferue* you not : His ring I doc accept moft thankfully
Antbonio,grztihc this gentleman, . And fo I pray you tell him : furthermore,
For in my minde;you are much bound to him. ... Iprayyouftiew piy youth old Sbylotkes houfe.
-Ji > Exit Duke and ha trains.
- Gra. That will I doc.
’Bajf. Moft Worthy gentleman,! and my friend Ner. Sir, I would fpcake with you
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182 The VrVEerchant ofVenice,

lie fee if I can get my husbands ring Lrnen. Who calls?
Which make him fweare to-keepe foreuer.
I did Clo. Sola, did you feeM .Lorenzo M.Lorettaofola,
Tor. Thou maid I warrantee dial hatse eldjfwearing Lor. Leaue hollowing man,hccre. (fola.
Thac they did giue the rings away to men Clo. Sola, where, where?
But wecle out- face them,and out-fweare them to : Lor. Heere?
Away, make haflc,thou know'll where I will tarry. Clo. Tel him ther’s a Pod come from my Mailer, with
Ner. Come good fir,will you fhew me to this houfe. his home full of good newcs,my Mailer will be here ere
Exeunt. morning fweet foule.
Loren. Let’s in,an d there expedl their comming.
And yet no matter why fhould we goe in?
:

My friend Stephen fignifie pray you

Bus Quinius Within the houfe,your Miftrefle is at hand.
And bring your mufique fooith into the ayre.
How lwecc the moonc-lightfleepcs vpon thisbanke,
Enter Lorenzo and lejfica. Heere w ill we lit, and let the founds of muficke
Lor. The moonc (Tines bright. In fuch a night as this, Creepe in our earesfoft flilnes,and the night
When the fweet winde did gently kifl'e the trees, Become the tutches of fweet harmonic :

And they did make no nnyfe.m Inch a night Sit Ieffca , looke how the fioore of heauen
Troylm me thinkes mounted the T roian walls. Is thicke inlayed with pattens of b.ight gold ,

And figh’d his loule toward the Grecian tents There’s not the fmailell orbe which thou beholdft
Where Crejfedhy that night. But motion like an Angell lings.
in his
Ief. In luen a night Stillquinng ro the young eyed Cherubins
Did 7^As£<*feaiefu!iy ore-trip the dewe, S ich harmonic is in immorcall feules,
And law the Lyons Ihadowere hiuilclfe , Butwhilft muddy veflorc of decay
this
And ranne dilmayed away. Doth ir, we cannot hearc it
grofly dole in
Loren. In fiuch anight Come hoe, 3 nd wz\t‘Diana with a hymne
Stood Dido with a Willow in her hand With Tweeted tutches pcarce your Miftiefle eare,
Vpon the wilde feabankcs,and waft herLoue Anddraw herheme wich muficke.
To come againe to Carthage. Itffi. I am neucr merry when heare fweet mufique. 1

Ief. In fuch a night Phi muficke.

Medea gathered the inchanted heaths Lor. Theieafon is, your fpirits arrattertiue :
That did renew old Efon. For doe but note a wilde and wanton heard
Loren. In fuch anight Or race of youthful and vnhandlcd colts.
Did fronuhe wealthy I ewe,
Ieffica ftcale Fetching mad bounds bellowing and neighing loud.
And with an Vnthrift Loue did runne from Venice, Which is the hot condition of their bloud,
As farre as Belmont. If they but heare perchance a trumpet found.
Ief. In fuch a night Or any ayre ofmufickc touch their eares,
Did young Lorenzo ivveave he iou’d her well. You fhall perceiue them make a mutual! Hand,
Stealing her foulc with many vowes ol taich , Their fauage eyes turn’d co a mo deft gaze,
Andnerea true one. By the fweet po er of mulickc theiefore the Poet
' :

Lo ren. In fuch a night Did faine that Orpheus drew trees, tlones,and floods.
Did pretty lejfica (like alittle fhrow) Since naught fo ftockifh, hard, and fullofragc.
Slander her Loue,and he forgauc it her. But muficke for time doth change his natuae,
Iejfi. I would out-night you did no body come : The man that hath no muficke in himfelte.
But harke,I heare the footing of a man. Nor is not moued with concord of lweet founds,
Is fit for trealons,ftracagems,and fpoyles.
Enter Meffcnoer. The motions ol hisfpuic aredull as night,
Lor. Who comes fo fall in lilence of the night? And his affedlions darke as Srohus,
Mef A triend. (friend? Let no fuch man be trufted : marke the muficke.
Loren. A friend, what friend ? your name I pray you
"Mef Stephana is my name, and I bring word Enter Portia and Nerriff*.
My Miftrefle will before the breake of day .'.T.
.• ‘
j: Gi ci
Be heere at Belmont, (he doth (tray about For. That light wefee is burning in my hall : .1/

By holy erodes where fiie knedcs and prayes How farre that little candell throvves his beames.
For happy wediockehoures. So Ihines a good deed in a naughty world. (die?
Loren. Who comes with her ? Ner. When the moonc fhone we did not fee the can

Mef. None bart a holy Hermit and her maid So doth the greater glory dim tbcieffe,
For.
I pray you it my Mailer yeimturnd ? A King
fubftitute fhines brightly as a
Loren. He.is.not,uor we haue not heard from him. Vntill a King be by, and then bis Hate 11:

But goe we in I pray chec Ieffca ,

Empties it felfe, as doth an inland brooke
And ceremonioufly let vs vs prepare Into the maine of waters mufique, hatke.: TAteficke.

Some welcome for the Miftrefle of the houie, Ner. It is your muficke Madame ofthedioufe.
-.-iCjdjitfi: mid •

; ;
.j
;
led ht.A For. Nothing is good'I lee without rcfjpeift, K
Methinkesdt founds rnuchTwceteu then by day ?
1
Enter. Ciotvne.
.sob I khvicril •' Ti Ner: Silence beftowes that vertue on it Madam
C/e. Sola,foil: wo ha ho,fola,fola. v,- . 7; '
. ‘Par. The Crow doth fine as fweetly as the Larke
When
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When neither is attended : and I thinke Gra. He wil.andifheliuetobcaman.
The Nightingale if flic fnould fing by day Nerrijfa. I, if aWoman liue to be a man.
When euery Goofe is cackling, would be thought Gra. Now by this hand I gaue to a youth, it

No better a Mufitian then the Wren? A kinde of boy, a little ferubbed boy.
How many things by fcafon, feafon’d are No higher then thy felfe, the Iudges Clearke,
To their right praifc, and true perfection A prating boy chat begg’d it as a Fee,
Peace, how the Moone fleepes with Enditnion, I could not for my heart deny it him.
And would notbeawak’d. Tor. You were too blame, I mull be plaine with you,

<JMnficke ceafes. To part fo flightiy with your wiues firft gift,

Lor That is the voice, A thing ftucke on with oaches vpon your finger,
Or I am much dcceiu’d of Portia. And fo riueted with faith vnto your flefh.
man knowes the I gaue my Loue a Ring, and made him l'weare
He knowes me as the
Tor. blinde
Cuckow by the bad voice ? Neucr to part with it, and hcere he ftands
Lor. Deere Lady welcome home ? Idare be fworne for him, he would not leaue it.

for. Wehaiie henc praying for our husbands welfare

Nor plucke it from his finger, for the wealth
Which fpeed we hope the better for our words; That the world mailers. Now in faith Oratiano,
Are they return’d? You giue your wife too vnkinde a caufe of greefe.
Madam, they are not yet:
Lor. And ’twere to me I fhould be mad at it.
But there is come a Mefl'enger before Baff. Why I were befl to cut my left hand off,

To fignifie their comming. And fwe3re Jloft the Ring defending it.

Por. GowNerriffa, Gre. My Lord gaue his Ring aw 3

Baffanio
y
Giue order to my lei uants, that they take Vnto the ludge that beg’d it, and indeede
No note atof our being abfent hence,
all Deferu’d it too and then the Boy his C learke
:

Nor you Lorcnz,o } Iejfica nor you. That tooke fome paines in writing, he beggd mine
Tucket founds. And neyther man nor mailer would take ought
Lor. Your husband is at hand, heare his T rurnpet, I ButthecwoRings.
Por. What Ring gaue you my Lord ?
We are no tell-tales Madam, feare you not.
Por. This night methinkes ’S but the daylight ficke, Not that I hope which you recciu’d of me.
Itlookcsalittlepaler.’tisa day, Baff. If I could addc- a lie vnto a fault,
Such as the day is, when the Sun is hid. Iwould deny it but you fee my finger
:

Hath not the Ring vpon it, it is gone.

Enter Bajfanio, Atuhonio ,Gr at i ar.o ,and their Por. Euen fo voide is your falfe heart of truth.
Followers. >. By heauen I wil nere come in your bed
Vntil I fee the Ring.

Eaf. We fhould hold day with the Antipodes, Ner. Nor 1 in yours, til I againe fee mine.
Ifyou would walke in abfen ce ofthe funne. Baff. Sweet Portia 7
Por. Let me giue light, but let me notbelight. Ifyou did know to whom I gaue the Ring,
For a light wile doth make a heauie husband. Ifyou did know for whom I gaue the Ring,
And ncuer be Bafj'anio fo for me, Andwould conceiue for what I gaue theRing,
But God fort all: vou are welcome bomemy Lord. And how vnwillingly I left the Ring,
Baff. I thanke you Madam, giue vvelcom to my friend (
When nought would be accepted but the Ring,
This is the man, this is Anthonio, (
You would abate the flrength ofyour difpleafurc ?

To whom I am fo infinitely bound. Por. If you had knowne the vertue of the Ring,
Por. You fhould in all fence be much bound to him. Or balfe her worthineffe that gaue the Ring,
For as I heare he was much bound lor you. Or your owne honour to containc the Ring,
Anth. No more then I am wel acquitted of. You would not then haue parted with the Ring
Por. Sir, you arc verie welcome to our houfe What man is there fo much vnreafonablc,
It mud appeare in other waies then words. Ifyou had pleas’d to haue defended ic
3
Therefore I fcant this breathing curtefie. With any termes of Zcale wanted the modefl
: e
Gra, By yonder Moone I fweare you do me wrong, To vrge the thing held as a ceremonie
Infaith I gaue it to the lodges Clearke, Nerriffa teaches me what to beieeue,
Would he were gelt that had it for my part. lie die fer’e, but fome Woman had theRing?
Since you do take it Loue fo much at hart. "Baff. No by mine honor Madam, by my foule
Por. A quarrel hoe alreadie, what’s the matterf No Woman had it, but a ciuill Do&or,
Gra. About hoope of Gold.a paltry Ring
a Which did rcfufc three thoufand Ducatcs of me.
That fhe did giue me, whofc Poefie was And beg’d the Ring; the which I did denie him.
For all the world like Cutlers Poetry And fuffer’d him to go difpleas’d away
Vpon a knife ; Loue wee, andleatte met not. Euen he chat had held vp the verie life
Ner. What talkc you of the Poefie or the valcw: Ofmy deere friend. What fhould I fay fwecteLady?
You fwore to me when I did giue it you, I was inforc’dto fend ic after him,
That you would wcare it til the hourc of death, Iwas befet with fhame and curtefie,
And that it fhould lye with you in your graue,« My honor would not let ingratitude
Though not for me, yet for your vehement oaths, So much befmeare it. Pardon me good Lady,
Y ou fhould haue bccnc rcfpeCIiue and haue kept it* And by thefe bleffed Candles of the night,
Gaue it a Iudges Clearke: but wel I know Had you bene there, I thinke you would haue beg’d
The Clearke wil ncrc weare haire on’s face that had.it. TheRing of me, to giuethc worthie Do&oi ?
O.-? Por.
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J_j8+Lee
Tor. not that Doftor ere come neere m^ houfe. Por, Spcake not fo gro(Tely,you are all amaz’d
Heere is a letter, reade it at your leyfure.
;

Since he hath got the iewell that 1 loued,

Andthai whichyou didfweare tokeepeforme, [
It comes from Padua from Bellario ,

1 will become as liberall as you, There you fhall finde that Portia was the Do&or
lie not deny him any thing 1 haue, Nerrifa there her Clarke. Loreuz-ohcerc
No, not my body, nor my husbands bed Shall witneffe I fet forth as fooneasyou.
Know him I fhall, am well fure ofit.
I And but eu’n now return’d: I hauenot yet
Lie not a night from home. Watch me like Argos, Entred my houfe. Anthonio you are welcome
If you doe not, be left alone.
if I And I haue better newes in {lore for you
Now by mine honour which is yet mine owne, Then you expect vnfeale this letter foonc.
:

11c hauc the Dodlor for my bedfellow. There you fhall finde three of your Argofies
Nerrifa. And I his Clarke: therefore be well aduis’d Are richly come to harbour fodainlie.
How you doe lcaue me to mine owne protection. Y ou fhall not know by what ftrange accident
Cjra. W
ell.doe you l'o let not me take him then,
: Ichanced on this letter.
For if I doe, ile mar the yong Clarks pen. Antbo. Iamdumbe.
Ant. 1 amth vnhappy lubiedf ofthefe quarrels. Baf
Were you the Doctor, and I knew you not ?
Per. Sir, grieue not you. Gra. W
ere you the Clark that is to make me cuckold.

You are welcome notwithllanding. Ner. I, but the Clark that neuer meanes to doe it,
Baf. Portia, forgiue me this enforced wrong, VnlefTeheliuevntillhebea man.
And in the hearing of thefe manie friends Baf. (Sweet Doctor)you fhall be my bedfellow
I fwearetothee,euenby
thine owne faire eyes When I am abfent,then lie with my wife.
Wherein I fee my felfe. An. (Sweet Ladie)you haue giuen me life & liuing

Tor. Marke you but that? For heere I reade for certaine that my fhips

In both my eyes he doubly fees himfelfe Are fafelie come to Rode.

In each eye one.fwcare by your double lelfc. Per. How now Lorenz.o'i
And there'san oath of credit. My Clarke hath fome good comforts to for you.
/Ver. I, and Ile giue them him withouc a fee.
Baf. Nay,butheare me.
Pardon this'fault, and by my
fweare foule I There doe I giue to you and Itfica
I ncuer more will breake an oath with thee. From the rich Iewe, a fpeciall deed of gift
Anth. I once did lend my bodie for thy wealth, After his death, of all he dies pofTeff’d of.
Whichbut for him that had your husbands ring Loren. Faire Ladies you drop Manna in the way
Had quite mifearried. I dare be bound againe. Of flarued people.
My foule vpon the forfeit, that your Lord Por. It is almoft morning.
Will neuer more breake faith aduifedlie. And yet I am fure you are not fatisfied

Por. Then you fhall be his furctie : giue him this. Ofchefeeuentsat full. Lctvsgoein,
And bid him keepc it better then the other. And charge vs there vpon intergatoties,
Ant. Heere Lord Bafanio fwear to keep this ting.
, And we will aufwer all things faithfully.
I ganc the Doctor.
the fame Gra. Let itbefo, thefirft intergaiory
Baf. By heauen it is

Tor. I had it pardon Bafanto,

of him :
That my Nerrifa fhall be fworne on, is,

For by this ring the Doctor lay with me. Whether till the next night fhe had rather ftay j
Ner. And pardon me my gentle Gratiano, Or goe to bed,now being two houres to day,
For that fame ferubbed boy the Doctors Clarke But were the day come, I fhould wifh it darke
.Inlicvvofthis.laft night did lye with me. were couching with the Doctors Clarke.
Till I

Gra. Why this is like the mcndingiof high waies Well, while Iliue, Ilefeareno otherthing
In Sommer,where the waies are faire enough : So fore, as keeping fafe Nernfas ring.
What, are we Cuckolds ere we haue deferu’d it. "Exeunt.
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As you Like it.

±A primus. Sewn a Prima ‘
.

Enter Orlando and Adam. of my father in mee, as you, albeit I confefle your com-
ruing beforeme is neerer to his rcuerence.
Orlando. Oh. What Boy. ('this.
I remember Adam, it was rpon this fafrion
S Orl. Come, come elder brother, you arcrooyongin
bequeathed me by will, but poore a thoufand Oli. Wilt thou lay hands on me villainc?
Crownes, and as thou faift , charged my bro* Orl. I am no villainc I am theyongeftfonne of Sir :

ousroio ihevonhis bleffing to breed rneevycil and : Rowlat/dde'Boys ,he was my father, and he is thrice a vil-
there begins my fadnefic Nly brother laques he keeper
: nme that laiesiuch a father begot : were thou viilaines
at fchoole , and report fpeakes goldcnly ot his profit not my brother ,
would not rake
hand from thy
I this
for my part,he keepes me ruftically at home,or(to fpeak throat, till this other had puld out thy tongue for laying
more properly) ftaies me hcere at home vnkept for call : fo,thou haft raild on thy felfe.
you that keeping for a gentleman of my birth, that dif- M
Adam. Sweet alters bee patient, for your Fathers
fers not from the flailing ofan Oxc ? his horfes are bied remembrance, be at accord.
better, for befides that they arc faire with their feeding, Git. her me gee I fay.
they arc taught their inannagc, and to that end Riders Orl. will not
till 1 ptenfe
1 you frail heare n.ee : rr,y :

decrely hir'd : but I (his brother) gaine nothing vnder father charg’d you in his will to giue me good educati-
him but growth , for the which his Animals on his on you hauc train’d me like a pezant, obfeuring and
:

dunghils are as much bound to him as I befides this no- : hiding from me all gencjcman-like qualities: the fpirit
thing that he io plentifully giucs me,the fomething that of my father growes ftrong in mee, and J will no longer
nature gaue nice , his countenance feemes to take from endure it: therefore allow me fuch exercifcs as may be-
me: hee lets mcc feede with his Hindes,barres mee the come a gentleman orgiuc mee the poore allottery
,
mr
place of a brother, and as much as in him lies, mines my father left me by teftament, with that 1 will goc buy mv
gentility with my education. This is it t^dam that fortunes.
grieues me, and the fpirit of my Father , which I thlnke 01: And what wilt thou do ? beg when that is fpont?
is within mee begins to mutinie againft this fetuitude. Well
, fir, get you in . I will not
long be troubled with
I will no longer endure it, though yet I know no wile you you frail haue fome part ofyour will, I pray you
:

remedy how to auoid ir. leaue ti e.

Enter Oliuer. i
Or!. I will no further offend youthen becomes mec
Adam. Yonder comes my Mafier,your brother, ’

for mv good.
Orlan, Goc a-part Adam, and thou (halt heare how • Oli. G et you with him, you olde dogge.
he will Drake me vp. Adam. Is old dogge my reward moft : true, Ihauc
Oil. Now Sir, what make you neerc ? loft my teeth in ycur feruice : God be with my olde ma-
Nothing I am not taught to make any thing.
Orl. : iler, hewould not haue fpoke fuch a w ord. Ex.Orl.Ad.
What mar you then fir ?
Oli. Oh.1* it cuen fo, begin you to grow vpon me?
I will
Orl. Marry fir 1 am helping you to mar that which
, phyfiette your ranckeneffe, and yet giue no thoufand
Godmade , a poorc vnworthy brother of yours with crownes ncyther holla ‘Dennis. :

idleneffe. Enter Dennis.

Oliuer. Marry fir be better employed, and be naught Den. Calls your worfrip ?
a while. Oh. Was not Charles the Dukes Wraftler hcere to
Orlan. Shall I keepe your hogs, and eat huskes with fpcikewichme?
them? what prodigall portion hauc I fpent,that I fhould Den. So plcafeyou,he is hcere at the doore,and im-
come to fuch penury ? portunes acceffe to you.
Oli. Know you where you arc fir ? Oli. Call him in : ’twill be a good way: and to mor-
Orl. O fir,vcry well: hecreinyour Orchard* row the wrafthng is.
Oli. Know you before whom fir ? Enter Charles.
Orl. I, better then him I am before knowes mee : I Cha.Good morrow to your woifr ip.
know you are my cldeft brother, and in the gentle con- Oh. Good Mounfier Charles what's the new newej :

dition ofbloudyou flhould fo know mc:thc courtefie of at the new Court ?

nations allowcs you my better , in that you are the firft Charles. There’s no newes at the Court Sir, but
thy
borne,buc the fame tradition takes not away my bloud, olde newesrthat is, the old Duke is banifred by his
yon-
were there twenty brothers betwixt vs : I hauc as much ger brother the new Duke, and three or foureiouing

0^3 Lords
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i86 As you
, Lords haue put themfelues into voluntary exile with
him , whofe lands and reuenues enrich the new Duke ,
therefore he giues them good Icaue to wander.
Oli. Can you tell if Rofalind the Dukes daughter bee
baniflied with her Father ?
Cha. Ono ; tor the Dukes daughter her Cofen fo Enter Rofaltnd} andCeUia.
loueshcr.bcing euerfrom their Cradles bred together,
thathee would haue followed her exile, orhaue died to Cel. pray thee Rofalind fwcet my Coz,be merry.
I
,

flay behind her ; flic is at theCourt,and nolefl'ebeloued K°f peere Cellia-, Ifliowmoremirththenlammi-
ofher Vncie.then his owne daughter, and neuertwo La- ftrefle of, and would you yet were merrier
: vnlefleyou

dies loued as they doe. could teach me to forget abanifhed father, you muftnot
Oli. Where will the old Dukeliue? learnemce how to remember any extraordinary plap-
Cha. They lay hee is already in the Forreft of esfrden, fure.
and amany merry men with him ; and there they liue Cel. Hcerein I fee thou lou’ft mce not with the full
like the old Robin Hood of England: they fay many yong waight that 1 loue thee ; if my Vncle thy baniflied father
Gentlemen flockc to him euery day , and fleet the time had baniflied thy VncJe theDukemy Father, fothou
C3relefly as they did in the golden world. had ft bcene ftill with mee, 1 could haue taught my loue
Oli. What, you wraflie to moi row before the new to take thy father for mine; fo wouldft thou,ifthe truth
Duke. of thy loue to me were fo righteoufly temper’d, as mine
Qha. Marry doe lflr and I came to acquaint you:
is to thee.
with a matter I am giuen fir lecretly to vndeifland.thac
:
Rof. Well, I will forget the condition ofmy eftatc,
your yonger brother Orlando hath a difpoiltion to come toreioyce in yours.
indifguis’d againft mec to try a fall : tomorrow fir I Cel. You know my Father hath no childe, but I, nor
wraflie for and hee thac efcapcs me without
my credit , none is like to haue j and truely when he dies, thou fhalt
fome broken limbe, fliall acquit him well your brother :
be his heire ; for what hee hath taken away from thy fa-
is but young and tender, and for your lone I would bee ther perforce I will render thee againe in affedfion
, : by
loth to foyle him, as I mull for my ownc honour if hee mine honor I will, and w hen
breake that oath, let mee ]
come in : therefore out of my loue to you, I came hither turne monflerrthereforemy fweet %ofe my deare Rofe,
,

to acquaint vou withall, that cither you might flay him be merry.
from his intendment, or brookc fuch difgrace well as he Ref. From henceforth Twill Coz, and deuife fports:
{hall runne inco ,
in that it is a thing ot his ownc learch letme fce,what thinkeyou offalling in Loue?
and altogcther.againft my will. Cel. Marry I prethee doc, to make fport withall: but
Oli. CharleSjJ thanke thee for thy loue tome.which loue no man in good earneft,nor no further in fport ney-
thou fhalt finde I will moft kindly requite I had my : ther, then with lafety ofa pure thou
bltifh, rnaift in ho-
felfe notice of my Brothers purpolc hcerein,and haue by nor come off againe.
vnder-hand rneanes laboured to dilfwade him from it Rof. W hat fhall be our fport then ?
but he is refolute. He tell thee (fbarlcs ,\t is the flubbor- Let vs fit and mocke the good houfwife For •
Cel.
neftyong fellow of France, full of ambition, an enuious tune from her w'heele, that her gifts may henceforth bee
emulator ofeuery mans good parts, a fecret & villanous bellowed equally.
contriuer again!! mec his naturall brother : thciefore vfe Rof I would wee could doe lo : for her benefits are
thy difcrecion.I hadasliefethou didft breake hisnecke mightily rr.ifplaced and the bountifull blinde woman
,

as his linger. And thou wert befl looke to t ; for ifthou doth moft miftake in her gifts to women.
doft him any flight difgrace,or il hee doe not mightilic Cel. Tis true, for thole that fhc makes faire,flie fearce
grace himlelfe on thee ,
hee will praffife againft thee by makes honeft, & thoie that fhe makes honeft, flie makes
poyfon,entrap thee by fome treacherous deuife,and ne- very illfauouredly.
uer leaue thee till he hath tane thy life by l'omc indirect RofNiy now thou goeft from Fortunes office to Na-
meanes or other fori aflurethce, (and almoft with
: tures Fortune reignes in gifts of the world, not in the
:

tcares I fpeake it) there is not one io young, and fo vil- lineaments ofNacure.
lanous this day liuing. 1 fpeake but brotherly of him ,

but fhould I anathomize hinuo thee, as hee is, I mud Enter Clowne.
blufh, and wcepe, and thou mull looke pale and Cel. No when Nature
; hath made a faire creature ,

wonder. may fhe not by Fortune fall into the fire ? though nature
Cha. I am heartily glad I came hither to you : if hee hath giuen vs wit to flout at Fortune, hath not Fortune
come to morrow. He gioc him his payment : if euer hee fer.t in this fioole to cut olf the argument ?

goc alone againe. He neuer wraflie for prize more: and Rof Indeed there is fortune too hard for nature, when
ioGod keepe your worfliip. Exit. fortune makes natures naturall, the cutter off of natures
Farewell good (harlcs. Now will I ftirre thisGamc- witte.
fltr hope I fliall fee an end ofliim for my fouIe(yec
: I ; Cel. Peradtienture this is not Fortunes work neither,
I know not why; hates nothing more then he yet bee’s :
but Natures, who perceiueth our naturall wits too dull
gentle, neuer fchool’d , and yet learned , full of noble to reafon of fuch godaefles hath fent this Naturall for
,
deuife, of all forts cnchantingly beloued , and indeed our whetflone. for alwaiesthe dulnefleofthc foole, is
lo much in the heart of the world, and elpecially of my the whetftoncoftht-wits. Hownow Witte, whether
owne people, who befl know him, that I am altogether wander you <*

milpnfed but it {hall not be folong, this wrafller fliall

: Clow. Miftrefl*e,you muft come away to your farher.
cleare all nothing remaines , but that I kindle the boy
: Cel. Were you made the raeflenger i
thither, which now lie goe about.

—
f/o.No by mine honor,but I was bid to come for you
Exit.

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<iA (you like it. 187

Rtf. Where learned you that oath foole ? ders take his part with weeping.
Clo. Of a certaine Knight, that fwore by his Honour Rof. Alas.
they weregood Pan-cakes, and fwore by his Honor the * But what is the fport Monfieur, that the Ladies
Clo.
Muftard was naught : Now He ftand to it.the Pancakes haue loft ?
were naught, and the Muftard was good, and yet was LeBeu. Why this that Ifpeake of.
not the Knight forfworne. Clo.Thus men may grow wifer cuery day. It is the
Cel. How proue you that in the great heape of your firfttime that euer I heard breaking of ribbes was fport
knowledge? for Ladies.

Ref. 1 marry, now vnmuzzleyour wifedome. Cel. Of I, I promife thee.

Clo. Stand you both forth now: ftroke your chinnes, Rof. But is there any clfe longs to fee this broken
and fweareby,y our beards that I am aknaue. Muficke in his fides ? Is there yet another doatesvpon
fel. By our beard$(if we had them)thou art. rib-bre3king ? Shall wefee this wraftling Cofin?

Clo. By my knaucrie (if I had it) rhen I were but if : LeReu. You mull lfyou ftay heerc, for heerc is the
you fwcare by that that is not, you are not forfworn :no, place appointed for the wraftling, and they are ready to
more was this knight wearing by his Honor, for he ne-
1 performe it.

uerhad anie; or if he had, he had fworne it away, before Cel. Yonder fare they are comming. Let vs now ftay

euer he faw thofe Pancakes, or that Muftard. and fee it.

Cel. Prethee,who is’t that thou means’t ?

Clo One that old Fredericks your Father loues. Elonrtfh. Enter Duke, Lords, Orlando , fharles ,
Rof. My Fathers lone is enough to honor him enough; and Attendants.
fpeakeno more ofhim, you’lbe whiptfor taxation one
ofthefedaies. Duke. Qome on, fince the youth will not be intreated
Clo. The more pittie that fooles may not fpeak wife- His owne peril! on his forwardnefle.
ly, what Wifcmen do foclilhly. Rof. Is yonder the man?
Cel. By my troth thou Caieft true For,fince the little : LeBeu. Euen he, Madam.
wit that fooles hauc was filenced, the little foolerie that Cel. Alas, he is too yong: yet he looks fucccficfully

wife men haue makes a great Ihew; Heerc comes Mon- Du. How now daughter, and Coufin;
fieurth e2f«. Are you crept hither to'fee the wraftling?
Enter le Beau. Rof. I my Liege, fo pleafe you giue vs leaue.
Du. You wil take little delight in ir, lcantellyou
Rof. With his mouth full of newes. there is fuch oddes in the man In pitie of the challen-:

Cel. Which he will put on vs, as Pigeons feed their gers youth, 1 would faine diffwade him, but he will not
yd»ng. bee entreated. Speaketohim Ladies, ice if you can
Rof Thenfhalwebe newes-cram’d. mooue him.
we fhalbe the more
£el. All the better : Marketable, Cel. Call him hrthergood Monfieuer LeBeu.
'Beon-iour Monfuur le Bcu t what’s the newes ? Duke. Do fo: Ilenot be by.
Le'Beu. FairePrincefTe, Le Beu. Monficur the Challenger, the Pririceffe cals
you haue loft much good fport. for you.
Cel. Sport rof what colour? Orl. I attend them with all refpedl and dutie.
r
Le Beu. Whac colour Madame ? How {hall I aun- Rof, Young man, haue you challeng’d Charles the
fweryou? Wraftler?
Rof. As wit and fortune will- Or/.NofairePrinceffc : he is the generall challenger,
Clo, Or as the deftinies decrees. I come but in as others do, to try with him the ftrength
Cel. Well faid, that was laid on with a trowelb cfmy youth.
Clo. Nay, if I keepenot my ranke, Cel. Y ong Gentleman, your fpirits are too bold for
'Rof Thou loofeft thy old fmell. youryeares you haue feene cruell proofe of this mans
:

Le Ben. You amaze me Ladies I would haue told : ftrength, if you faw your felfe with your eies, or knew

you of good wraftling, which you haue loft the fight of. your felfe with your iudgment, the feare of your a-duen-
Ref. Yet tell vs the manner of the Wraftling. curcwould counfel you to a more equall enterprife. W
Le'Beu. I wil tell you the beginning and if it pleafe : pray you for your owne fake to embrace your own fafe-
your Ladifhips, you may fee the end, tor the bell is yet tie,and giue ouer this attempt.
to doe, and hecre where you are, they arc comming to Rof. Do yong Sir, your reputation (ball not therefore
performeit. be mifpriied we wil make it our fniteto the Duke, that
:

Well, the beginning that is dead and buried.

Cel. the wraftling might not go forward.
Le Beu. There comes an old man, and his three fans. Orl , Ibefeechyou, punifh mee not with yourharde
Cel. I could match this beginning with an old talc, thoughts, wherein I confefle me much guilcie to denie

Le Heu. Three proper yong men.of excellent growth fofaireand excellent Ladies anie thing. But let your
and prefence. fairceies, and gentle wifihes go with mee to my tnall;
Rof. Wichbilson their ncckes : Bcitknowne vneo wherein if I bee foil’d, there is but one fliam’d that was
all men by thefc prefents. vr, neucr gracious ifkil’d, but one dead that is willing to
:

The eldeft of the three,wraftled with charges

Le'Beu. befo ; I {hall do my friends no wrong.forlhauenone to
the Dukes Wraftler, which Charles in a^noment threw lament mc:the world no iniurie,for in it I haue nothing:
him, atid-broke three of bis ribbes,. that there is little onely in the world I fil vp a place, which may bee better
;
hope of life in him r-ffobefetu’d the fecond, and Cfrlhe fupplied, when 1 hauc made it empeie.
third :
yonder they lie, the poorc old man their Father, Ref. The little ftrength that I haue, I would it were
making fucbpittiful doleouer them, that allthehchol- with you.
Cel
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188 Asyou tike it.

Ctl. And mine to eeke out her*. Orl What paffion hangs thefe waightsvpo myfoong?
.

Ref. Fare you welhpraie heauen I be deceiu’d in you. I cannot fpeake to her, yet fhc vrg’d conference.
Cel. Your hearts defires be with you.
Char. Come, where is this yong gallant, that is fo SnterLe Beu.
defirous to with his mother earth l
lie 0 poore Orlando J thou art ouerthrowne
Orl. Readie Sir,bui his will hath in it a more modcft Or Charles.or fomething weaker matters thee.
working. Le Beu Good Sir.l do in friendfhip counfailcyou
.

Du.\. You fhall trie but one fall. Te leaue this place Albeit you haue deferu’d
;
Cha. No, I warrant your Grace you (hall not entreat High commendation, true applaufe,and loue
him to a fecond, rh3t haue fo mightilie perfwadcd him Y et fuch is now the Dukes condition.
from a firft. That he mifeenfters all that you haue cone:
Orl. You meane to mocke me after you fhould not :
The Duke is humorous, what he is indeede
haue mockt me before but come your waies. : More fuites you to conceiue,then I to fpeake of.
Rof Now Hercules, be thy fpeede yong man. Orl. I thanke you Sir ; and pray you tell me this,
Cel. I would 1 were inuifible, to catch the ftrong fel- Which of the two was daughter of the Duke,
low by the l.gge.
Oh excellent yong man.
m aftIt.
That here was at the Wraftling ?
Rof. Le -5e«.Neither his daughter,if we iudge by manners,
C'L If I had a thunderbolt in mine eie,I can tell who Butyec indeede the taller is his daughter.
fhould downe. Shout. The other is daughter to the banifla’d Duke,
Du k- No more, no more. And here detain’d by her vfurping Vnde
Orl. Yes I befeech your Grace', I am not yet well T o keepe his daughter companie, whofe loues
breath’d. Are deerer then the naturall bond of Sifters
Duk. How do'ft thou Charles} But I can tell you, that of late this Duke
Le Beu. He cannot lpeake my Lord, Hath tane difpleafurc’gainft his gentle Ncecc,
Dukj Beare him awaie : Grounded vpon no other argument.
What is thy name yong man ? But that the peoplepraifc her for her vertues,
Orl. Orlando my Liege, the yongeft fonne of SirJ?e- And pittie her, for her good Fathers fake
land de Bops. And on my life his malice ’gainft the Lady
Dul I would thou hadfl beene fon to fome man elfe, W ill fodainly breake forth : Sir, fare you well.
The world efleem’d thy father honourable. Hereafter in a better world then this,
But I did findehim ftill mine enemie 1 fhall defire more loue and knowledge of you.
Thou fhould’ft haue better pleas’d me with this deede, Orl. I reft much bounden to you fare you well. :

Hadfl thou defeended from another houfe : Thus mufti from the fmoake into the fmether.
But fare thee well, thou art a gallant youth, From tyrant Duke,vnto a tyrant Brother.
I would thou had’ft told me of another Father. Buthcaueiily Roftlwe. Ixit
Exit Duke.
Cel. Were Imy Father(Co7,e) would Ido this?
Orl. I am more proud to be Sir Rolands fonne,
His yongefl lonne, and would not change that calling Seen a "Ter tins.
To be adopted heire to hredneke.
Rof. My Father lou’d Sir Roland xs\\h loulc,
And all the world wasof my Fathers minde, Enter felia and Rofalme.
Had I before knowne this yong man his fonne,
I fhould haue giuen birr, teares vnto entreaties. Cel. Why Cofen, why Rcptlitte Cupid haue mercic. :

Ere he fhould thus haue ventur’d. Not a word?

Cel. Gentle Colcn, Rof Not one to throw at a dog.
Let vs goc thanke him,and encourage him ; Cel, No, thy words are too precious to becaftaway
My Fathers rough and enuious difpofuion vpon curs, throw fome of them at me ; come lame race
Sticks me at heart Sir.you haue well deferu’d.
: with reafons.
If you doe keepe your promifes in louc Rof. Then there were two Cofens laid vp, when the
But iuftly as you haue exceeded allpromife, one fhould be lam’d with reafons , and the other mad
Your Mdlris fhall be happie. without any.
Rof. Gentleman, Cel. But is all this for your Father ?
Weare me one out offuites with fortune
this for : Rof. No, fome of it is for my childes Father ; Oh
That could giue more, but that her hand lacks meanes. how full of briers is this working day world.
Shall we goc Coze? Cel. They are but burs, Cofen, throwne vpon thee
Cel. I fare you well faire Gentleman.
: in holiday foolcrie, if we walkc not in the ttodden paths
Orl. Can I hot fay, I thanke you? My better parts our very petty-coates will catch them.
Are all throwne downe, and that which here (lands vp Rof. I could {hake them off my coate, thefe burs are
Isbut a quintine, avneere liueleffe blocke. in my heart.
R»C- He cals vs back: my pride fell with my fortunes, Cel. Hem them away,
lie aske him what he would : Did you call Sir? Rof. I would try if I could cry hem, and haue him.
Sir, you haue wraflled well, and ouerthrowne I el.Come,comc,wraftle with thy affedlions.
More then your enemies. Rof. O
they take tbe part of a better wraftlcr then
Cel. Will you goe Coze ? tnyfdfe, i •
r
Rof. Haue with you fare you : well. Exit, £H. O, a good wi&Tpon you: you will trie in time
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in dil'pight of afall: but turning
thefc icfts out of feruice, Du^. YouareafooleiyouNeiceprouide yourfelfe,
let vs talke in good earneft : is it poffiblc on fuch a fo- Ifyou ouc*ftay the time, vpon mine honor.
daine,you (hould fall into fo ftrong a liking with old Sir And in the grearneffe of my word you die.
Roulands yongeft fonne? Exit DukeyCrc.
Rof. The Duke my Father Iou’d his Father deerelie. C£ O my poore Rofaltne, whether wilt thou goe?
l.

Cel. Doth it therefore enfue that you (hould loue his Wilt thou change Fathers ? 1 will giue thee mine :
Sonne deerelie? By this kinde of chafe, 1 fhould hate I charge thee be not thou moregrieu’d then I am.
him, for my father hated his father deerely; yet I hate Rof. I haue more caufe.
not Orlando. Cel. Thou haft not Cofen,

Rof. No faith, hate him not for my fake. Prcthee be cheerefull ; knovv’ft thou *oc the Duke
Cel. Why fhould I not doth he not deferue well ?
? . Hathbanifh’d me his daughter ?
Rof. That he hath not.
Enter Duke with Lords Cel. No,hath not? Rofaltne lacks then the loue

me loue him for that, and do you louehim

Rof. Let Which teacheth thee thac theu and I am one,
Becaufel doe. Looke, here comes theDuke. Shall we be fundred ?(hall we part fweete gitle ?
Cel. With his eics full of anger. No, let my Father feeke another heire :

D»l(. M
iftris,difpatch you with your fafeft hafte, Therefor e ceuife with me how we may flie
And get you from our Court. Whether to goe, and what to beare with vs.
Rof. MeVncle. And doe not ieeke to take your change vpon you,
Duk. You Cofen, To beare your griefes your felfe, and leaue me out
Within thefc tendaies if that thou beeft found For by this heauen, now ac our forro wes pale
So ncereour pubhke Court as twentiemiles. Say what thou canft, He goe along with thee.
Thou dieft tor it. Rof. Why, whether (Wall we goe ?
Rof Idoe bcfeech your Grace Cel. To feeke my Vncle in the Forrefto {Arden.

L et me the knowledge of my fault beare with me : Rof. Alas, what danger will it be to vs,
If with my felfe I hold intelligence. (Maides as we are) to trauell forth fo farre ?
Or haue acquaintance with mine owne defires, Be3utie prouoketh thecues foonerthen gold.
I doe not dreame, or be not franticke,
if that Cel. He put my felfe inpoorcand meane attire.

(
doe trufl I am not) then decre Vnde,
As I And with a kinde ofvmber fmirchmy face.
Neuer fo much as in a thought vnborne, The like doe you, fo fhali we pafl'e along.
Did I offend yourhighnefTe. .
And neuer ftir affailants.

Dttkj Thus doe all Traitors, Were it not better,

Rof.
Iftheir purgation dideonflft in words, Becaufe that I am more then common tall,
T hey are as innocent as grace it felfe ;
That I did fuite me all points like a man, W
Let it fufficc thee that I truff thee not. A gallant curtelax vpon my thigh,
Rof. Yet your miftruft cannot make me a Traitor A bore-fpeare in my hand, and in my heart
Tell me whereon the likelihoods depends? Lye there what hidden womans feare thcrewill,
Dak. Thou art thy Fathers daughter,there’s enough. Weelchaue a fwafhingand a marftaall outfide.
'Rof. So was I when yourhighties took his Dukdonic, As manic other mannifti cowards haue.
So was I when your highncffebanifht him That doe outface ic with their femblances.
Treafon is not inherited my Lord, Cel. What (hall
I call thee when thou art a man?

Or if we did deriuc it from our friends. Rof. He haue no worfea name then loues owne Page,
What's that to me, my Father was no Traitor, And therefore looke you call me Gatiimed.
Then good my Leige, raiftake me not fo much. But what will you by call’d?
To thinke my pouertie is treacherous. Cel- Something that hath a reference to my ft-tc :

Deere Soueraigne hcare mefpeake.

Cel. No longer Celia, but Aliena.
Vukj. I Celia, we (laid her for your fake, Rof But Cofen, what if we afla-id to fteale
Elfe had (he with her Father rang’d along. The clownifhtooleout ofyour Fathers Court
Cel. I did not then intreat to haue her (lay. Would he not be a comfort to our trauaile ?
It was your plealure, and your owne remorfe, Cel. Heele goc alo.ig ore the wide world with me,

I was too yong that time to value her, Leaue me alone to woe him; Let’s away
But now I know her if (he be a Traitor, : And get our Icwels and our wealth together,
Why fo am I wc ftill haue dept together,
: DeuiTe thefitteft time, and fafeft way
Rofeat an inftanc,lcarn’d, plaid, eate together, To hide vs from purfuite that will be made
And wherefoere we went, like lanos Swans, After my flight now goe in we content
:

Still we went coupled and infeperable. To libertie,andnotto banifhmcnc. Exeunt.

Dnk. She is too lubtilc for thee, and her fmoothnes;
Her verie filence, and per patience,
Spcake to the people, and they pittie her !
Thou art afoole,(hcrobs thee of thy name. dBm Secundus. Sccena Ttima.
And thou wilt (how more bright, & Item more vertuous
When (he is gone : then open not thy lips
Firme, and irreuocable is my doombe. Enter Duke Senior : Amyens ,and two or three Lords
Which I haue pad vpon her, (he is bani(h’d. like Forrcflcrs.
Cel. Pronounce that fentencethenonmemy L«>ge, Z)«j^.Se».Now my Coe-raates,and brothers in exile
I cannot Hue out of her companie. Hath not old cuftome made this life more fweete
Then
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Then that of painted pompe ? Are not thefe woods Dn.Sen. Show me the place,
More free from perill then the enuious Court ? I loue to cope him in thefe fullen fits.

Hcere feele we not the pcnaltieof Adam t For then he’s full of matter.
The feafons difference, as the Iciephange ipLor. lie bring you to him ftrflit. Exeunt.
And churlifti chiding of the winters winde.
Which when it bites and blowes vpon my body
Euen fhrinke with cold, I fmilc, and fay
This
till 1

is no flattery : thefe are counfellors

Seem Secmda .

That feelingly perfwadc me what I am 5

Sweet are the vfes ofaduerfltie
Which like the toad, ouglv and venemous, Enter 1)uke, with Lords.
Weares yet a precious lewcll in his head :

And this our life exempt from publike haunt, D*k: Can it be poffible that no man faw them ?
Findes tongues in trces.bookes in the running brookes. Itcannot be, fomevillaincsofmy Court
Sermons in (tones, and good in cuery thing. Are of confent and futfcrance in this.
Amien. I would not change it,happy is your Grace j.Lo. I cannot hcare of any that did fee her.

That can tranflate the ttubbornncfl'e of fortune The Ladies her attendants of her chamber
Into fo quiet and fo fweet a (tile. Saw her a bed,and in the morning early,
\
T>u.Sett . Come, (ball we goe and kill vs venifon i They found the bed vntrcafur’dof their Miftris.
And yet it irkes me the poore dapled fooles i.Lor. My Lord, the roynifh Clown, at whom fo oft,

Being natiue Burgers of this del'ert City, YourGracewas wont to laughisalfo miffing,
Should intheir ownc confines with forked heads HiQeria thePrincefle Gentlewoman
Haue their round hanches goard. Confefles that Ihe fecrctly ore-heard

I .Lord. Indeed my Lord

Your daughter and her Cofen much commend
The melancholy Iaques grieues at that, The parts and graces of the Wraftler
And in that kinde fweares you doe more vfurpe That did but lately foile the fynowie Charles ,
Then doth your brother that hath banifh’d you: And fhe belecucs where eucr they are gone
To day my Lord of Amiens , and my felfc, That youth is furely in their companie.
Did fteale behinde him as he lay along Dnk, Send to his brother, fetch that gallant hither.

Vndcr an oakc, whofe anticke roote peepes out If he be abfetu,bring his Brother to me,

Vpon the brooke that brawlcs along this wood, lie make him finde him do this fodainly
:

T o the which place a poore fcqueflred Stag And let not iearch and inquifitionquaile.
That from the Hunters aime had tanc a hurt, To bring agahre thele foolifli runawaies. Exunt.
Did come td languifh; and indeed my Lord
The wretched annimall heau’d forth fuch groanes
That their difeharge did ftretch his leatherne coat
Almofl to bunting, and the big round teares
Seem Tertia.
Cours’d one another downe his innocent nofc
In pitteous chafe : and thus the hairie foole,
Much marked of the melancholic Iaaues , Enter Orlando and Adam.
Stood on th’extremefi verge of the fwift brooke.
Augmenting it with teares. Orl. Who’s there?
bn. Sen. But what faid Iaques ? Ad. What my yong Mafter,oh my gentle mafrer.
Did he not moralize this fpcttacle ? Oh my fweet roafter.O youmemorie
i .Lord. O yes, into a thoufand fimilies. Of old Sir Rowland-, why,what make you here ?
Firft,for his weeping into the necdlefle flreame Why arcyou vertuous ? Why dopeoplj loue you ?
Poore Deere quoth he,thou mak’fta teftament And wherefore arc you gentle,ftrong, and valiant ?

As worldlings doe, giuing thy fum of mbre Wfrv would you be fo fond to ouercome
To that which had too mud then being there alone,
: The rionnie priler of the humorous Duke-c*
Left and abandoned of his veluet friend Your praife is come too fwiftly home before you.
’Tis right quoth he, thus miferie doth part Know yuu not Maller,to feeme kinde of men.
The Fluxc of companie anon a carelelfe Heard
: Their graces ferue them but as enemies.
Full of the pafiure,iumps along by him No more doe yours :your vertues gentle Mafter
And neuer ftaies to greet him I quoth Iaquest : Arc iandified and holy traitors to you
Sweepe on you fat and greazie Citizens, Oh what a world is this, when what is comely
’Tis iuf? the fa fhion wherefore doc you looke
; Enuenoms him that beares it ?

Vpon that poore and broken bankrupt there? Why, what’s the matter ?

Thus moft inue&iuely he pierceth through Ad. Ovnhappic youth.

The body of Countrie, Cirie, Court, Come not within thefe doorcs within thisroofc :

Yea,3nd of this our life, fwearing that we T he enemie of all your graces hues
Are meere vfurpers, tyrants,and whats worfe Your brother, no,no brother, yet the fonn e
To fright the Annimals, and to kill them vp (Yet not the fon,I will not call hip fon)
In their alfign’d and natiue dwelling place. Of him I was about to call his Father,
D.Sen. And did you leauc him in this contemplation ? Hath heard your praifes.and this night he meancs.
i.Lmd- We did my Lord, weeping and commenting To burne the lodging where you vfc to lyc.
Vpon the fobbing Deere. And you within it : if he faile of that
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He will haue other meanes to cut you oft* the weaker as doublet and hofc ought to
vefl'ell,
5 (how it
Iouerheard him: and his pra&ifcs coragious to petty-coate; therefore courage,good
felfe

This is no place, this houfe is buta butcherie; Aliena.

Abhorrc it,feare it, doe not eater it. Cel. I pray you beare with me, I cannot goe no fur-
Ad. Why whether Ad.tm would’ft thou haue me go? ther.

Ad. No matter whether,!© you come not here. (flo. For my part, I had rather beare with you, then
Orl. What,would’ft thou haue me go& beg my food. beare you: yet I fliould beare no croffe if l'did beare
Or with a bale and boiftrous Sword enforce you, for 1 thinke you haue no money in your purfe.
A thecuilh on the common rode ?
Ituing Rof. Well,this is the Forred of Arden.
This I muft do,or knovy not what to do : Clo. I, now am I in Arden the more foole I, when I ,

Yet this I will not do, do how l can, was at home I was in a better place, but Trauellers muft
I rather will (ubietd me to the malice becontenc. f )r A

Of a diuerted blood, and bloudie brother. vM

Ad. But do not fo 1 h3iie hue hundred Crovvnes,
: Enter Cor in and Silttittt
The thtiftic hire I faued vnder your Father,
Which I did ftore to be my toiler Nurfe, good Touchjlone: Look you, who comes
Rof. I, be fo
When Service fhould in my old limbs lie lame. here, a yong man and an old in folemne calke.
And vnregarded age in corners throwne. Cor. That is the way to make her fcorne
you ftill.
Take that, and he that doth the Rauens feede, Sil. Oh Corin, that thou knew’ft how I do loue her,
Yea prouidently caters for the Sparrow, (for, I partly guclic
haue louVJ ere now. : for I
Be comfort to my age here is the gold, Sil. No Corin, being old, thou
: canft not guefle.
All this I giueyou, let me be your leruant, Though inthy youththou waft as truea louev
Though I iookc old, yet I am drong and iudie As euerfigh’d vponamidnightpillow :

For in my youth I neuer did apply But ifthy loue were cuer like to mine,
Hot, and rebellious liquors in my bloud. As fure I thinke did neuer man lone fo :

Nor did not with vnbafhfull forehead woe. How many atfions mod ridiculous.
The meanes of vycakndTe and debilitie, Had thou beene drawne to by thy famafie ?
Thereforemyageis as aiudie winter, Cor. Into thoufand that I haue forgotten.
a

Froflie,buc kindely ; let me goe with you, ~

Sil. Oh thou didd then neuer loue fohartily -I •

lie doe the fcruice of a yonger man If thou remembreft not the flighted folly.
In all your bufinefle and nccefTitics. That euer loue did make thee run into,
Orl. Oh good old man, how well in thee appeares Thou haft not Jou’d.
The conftant feruice of the antique world, Or if thou had not fat as I doe now.
When feruice fweace for dutie,not for meede: Wearing thy hearer in thy Miftrispraife,
Thou art not for the fafhion of theie times. Thou had nor lou’d.
Where none will fweate,but for promotion, is.’i
Or ifthou haft not broke from comp aide.
And hailing that do choake their feruice vp, Abruptly as my paftion now makes me.
Euen with the hauing, it is not lo with thee : i
Thou haft not lou’d. V

But poore old man, thou prun’d a rotten tree, 0 Plie be, Phebe, Phebe.
That cannot fo much as a bloffome yeelde. Rof. Alaspoore Shepheard fearching ofthey
would,
In lieu of all thy paines and husbandrie, 1 haue by hard aduenture fou id mine owi^e,
But come thy waies, weele goe along together. Clo. And I mine : I remember when
I was in loue, I
And ere we haue thy youthfull wages lpent, broke my word vpon a done, and bid him
[
take that for
W eele lighc vpon fome fetled low content. commirig a night to lane Smile, and 1 remember
the kif-
Ad. Mafter goe on, and I will follow thee fmg of ncr bider, and the Cowes dugs that her
piettie
To the laftgafpe with truth and loyaltie. chopt hands had milk’d; and I remember the
wooing
From feauentie yeeres, till now aimed fourefcorc of a peafcod inftead of her, from whom I tocke two
Her e liued I, but now line here no more cods, and gluing her them againe, Laid with weeping
At feauenteene yeeres, many their fortunes feckc teares, weare thefe for my fake : wee chat are true Lo-
But at fourefcore.it is coo late a weeke, uers, runne into ftrange capers
j but as all is mortallin
Yet fortune cannot recompence me better nature, fo is all nature in loue, mortal! in folly.
Then to die well, and not my Mafters debter. Exeunt. Rof. Thou fpeak’ft wifer then thou art ware of.
Clo. Nay, I ncre be ware ofmine owne wit,
fhall
till

,
; n - ,•
.5 .rjtt ..jaaiioa I breake my diinsagainftit.
Rof. lone, loue, this Shepherds paflion.
Seen a Quart a. Is muclwpon my fafhion.
Clo, And mine, butitgrowes fomething
dale with
mee. "\

Enter RofaUttefar Cammed, Celiafor Aliena, and pray you, one of you queftion yon’d man.
(el. I

Clownc, alias Touchftons. If he for gold will giue vs any foodc,

Ifaintalmoftto death.
F.of. O lupiterJuyM merry are my fpirits ? (lo Holla; you Clowne,
•

Clo. I care not for my fpirits, if my legges were not Rof Peace foole, he’s not thy kinfra 3 Q
wearie. ijnci Cor. Who cals? *

Rof I could findc’m my heatt .to difgrace my.manj Clo. Your betters Sir.
appatcll, and to cry like a woman: but I mud comfort Cor. Elfe are they very wretched.

Rof Peace
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peace! fay ;
good euen to your friend. you: but that they cal complement is like th'encounter

I[or . And to you gentle Sir,and to you all. oftwodog-Apcs. And when amanthankesmehartily,
Rof. I prethee Shepheard, if that louc or gold me thinkes I haue giuen him a penie, and he renders me
Can in this defer: place buy entertainment, the beggerly thankes. Come fing; and you that wil not
Bring vs where we may reft our felues,and feed : hold your tongues.
Here's a yong maid with trauailemuch oppreffed, Amy. Wei, He end the fong. Sirs, couer the while,
And faints for fuccour. the Duke wil drinkevnder this tree; he hath bin all this
Cor. Fairc Sir, I pittieher. day tolookeyeu.
And wifh more then for mine owne,
for her lake laq. And I haue bin all this day to auoid him :

My fortunes were more able to relceue her He is too dilputeable for my companie
But I am fhepheard to another man, I thinke of as many matters as he, but I giuc
’
And do not fheere the Fleeces that I graze Heauen thankes, and make no boaft of them.
My maftcr is of churlifh difpofition. Come, warble, come.
And little wreakes tofinde the way to heauen
By doing deeds ofhofpitalitie. S ong . Altogether heere.
Bchdes his Coate, his Flocfces,and hounds of feede 1-yho doth ambition [hunne,
Are now on fale, and at our Cheep-coat now and loues to hue ftb Smtnr.
By reafon of his abfcncc there is nothing Seeing the food he cates,
That you will feed on buc what is, come fee,
: and pleas'd with what he gets :
And in my voice mod welcome {hall you be. Come hither, come hither come hither, ,,

Rof. Whac is he that (hall buy nis flocke and pafturc? Heeref?all hefee. C" c.
Cor. That yong Swaine thatvoufaw heere but cre-
whilc. laq. lie giue you a verfe to this note.
That little cares for buying any thing. That I made yefterday in delpight of
my Inuention.
Rof. I pray thee.il it ftand with honeftie. Amy. And lie fing it.
Buy thou the Cottage, pafture,and the flocke, Amy. Thus it goes.
And thou (halt hauc to pay for it of vs. Ifit do come to pajfe, that any man tnrne Ajfe :

Cel. And we will mend thy wages Leautng his wealth and cafe
I like this place, and willingly could Aftubborne will to pleafe.
Waftcmy time in it. Duedame, duedame, dicd.wte :
Cor. Afluredly the thing is to be fold :
HeereJhall he fec.groffe foolts as be f
Go with me, if you like vpon report, And ifhe will come to me.
Thefoile, the profit,and this kinde of life, Amy. What’s that Duedame?
I will your very faithfull Feeder be. laq. Tis a Greeke inuocHtion, to call fools into a cir-
And buy it with your Gold right fodainly. Exeunt. cle, lie gofleepeifl can : if I cannot, lie raile againft all
the firft borne of Egypt.
Amy. And lie go feeke the Duke,
His banket is prepar'd. Exeunt

Amyens, laques,
Enter, others. & Scena Sexta .

Song.
Xnder the nreene wood tree,
who loues to lye with rate. Enter Orlando, & Adam.
And tnrne hts merrte Note
vnto ’.he fweet "Birds throte Adam. Deere
Maftcr. I can go no further
Come hither, come hither , come hither : 0 Idle for food.
Heere lie I downe,
Heere /had he fee no enemie And ineafureoutmy graue. Fardel kinde matter.
But Winter and rough Weather. Or/. Why how now Adam No greater heart in thee:
?

Liue a little, comfort a little, checre thy felfe a little.)

!*(].Mote, more,I prethee more. if f his vneouth Forreftyeeld any thing fauage,
Amy. It will make you melancholly Monficur laques 1 wil either be food for it, or bring it for foodeto thee:

Iaq. I thanke it More, I prethee more,

: Thy conceite is neerer death, then thy powers.
Ican luckc melancholly out of a long. For my fake be comfortable, hold death a while
As a W
cazel fuckes egges : More,I pre'thee more. At the armes end : T wil heere be with theeprcfently.
Amy. My voice is ragged, 1 know I cannot plcafc And if I bring thee not fomethmg to cate,
you. I w:l giue thee leaue to die
: but if thou dieft

lacy. do not defire you to pleafe me,

I Before come, thou art a mocker of my labor.
I

I do defire you to ling : Wei faid, thou look’ft chcerely.

Come, more, another ftanzo Cal you’em ftanzo’s ? : And Ik be with thee quickly yet thou lieft :

Amy. What you wil Monlieur laques. In the bleake aire. Come, I wil beare thee
laq. Nay, I care not for their names, they owe mce To fomc fheltcr,and thou fhalt not die
nothing. Wilyotrfing? For lackc of a dinner.
Amy. Move at your requeft,tben to plcafc rhy felfe. If there liue any thing in this Deferc.
laq. Wcllthen/rfcucrl thanke any man, lie thanke Chcerely good Adam. Exeunt
Scena
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Inueft me in my motley Giuemeleauc :

To fpeakc my minde, and I will through and through

Seem Septima.
Cleanfe the foule bodieof th’infe&ed world.
If they will patiently receiue my medicine.
Du. Sen. Fie on thee. I can tell what thou wouldft
do, !

Enter Duke Sen.tjr Lord, like Out-lavees. Iaq. Whar, for a Counter, would I do,btit °ood j*
Du. Sen. 1 thinkehebe transform'd into a beaft, Du. Sen. Moft mifeheeuous foule fin, in chiding
fin
For can no where finde him, like a man,
I For thou thy lelfe haft bene a Libertine,
I .Lord. My Lord, he is but cuennow gone hence, As fenfuall as the brutifh fting it felfe.

Heere was he merry, hearing of a Song. And th’imbofied fores, and headed euils
all

Du. Sen. Ifhe compact of iarres, grow Muficall,' That thou with licenfe of free foot haft caught,
Welhall hauelhortly difeord in theSpheares Would’ft thou difgorge into the generall world.
Go feeke him, tell him I would fpeakc with him. Iaq. Why who cries out on pride,
I
That can therein taxe any priuateparty
Enter Iaqua, Doth it not ft aw as hugely as the Sea,
i.Lord, He fanes my labor by his ownc approach. Till that the wear ieveriemeanes doebbe.
Du. Sen. Why how nowMonficur, what a life is this What woman in the Citie do I name,
That your poore friends muft woe your companie. When that fay the City woman beares
I

What, you looke merrily. The of Princes on vnwortby fhoulders

coft ?
Iaq. A Foole, a foole : I met a foole i’th Forreft, Who can come in, and fay that I meane her.
A motley Foole (a miferable world:) When fucb a one as fnee, fuch is her neighbor ?
As I do liue by foode, I met a foole, Or what is he of bafeft fumftion.
Who laid him downe, and bask’d him in the Sun, That fayes his brauerie is not on my coft.
And rail’d on Lady Fortune in good termes. Thinking that I meane Him, but therein fuites
In good fet termes, and yet a motley foole. His folly to the mettle of my fpecch.
Good morrow foole (quoth I:) no Sir,quoth he, There then, how then, what then, let me fee wherein
Callfnc not foole, till heauen hath fent me fortune. My tongue hath wrong'd him if it do him rfoht :
‘
And then he drew a diall from his poake. Then he hath wrong’d himfclfe: if he be free^
And looking on it, with lacke-luftre eye, why then my taxing like a wild-goofe flies
Sayes, very wifely, it is ten a clocke Vndaim'd of any. man But who come here?
Thus we may fee (quoth he) how the world wagges
’Tis but an houre agoe, fince it was nine. Enter Orlando.
And after one houre more, ’twill be eleuen,? Orl. Forbearc, andeatenomore.
And fo from houre to houre, we ripe, and ripe. Iaq. Why I haue eate none yet.
And then from houre to houre, we rot, and rot, Orl. Nor fhalt not, till necelfity be feru’d.
And thereby hangs a tale. When I did heare Iaq. Of what kinde fhould this Cocke corne of?
The motley Foole, thus morall on the time, Tu. Sen. Art thou thus bolden’d man by thy diftres?
My Lungs began to crow like Chanticlecre, Or clfe a rude defpifer of good manners.
That Fooles fhould be fo deepe contemplatiue That in ciuility thou fecm’ft fo emptie ?.*
And I did laugh, fans iutermiflion Orl. You touch’d my veine at firft,thc thorny point
Anhoureby his diall . Ohnoblefoole, Of bare diftrefie, hath tane from me the fhew
A worthy foole : Motley’s the onely wearc. Of fmooth ciuility yet am in-land bred,
: I

Du.Sen. What foole is this ? And know fomc noutture: But forbeare,! fay.
Iaq. O worthic Foole One that hath bin a Courtier
: He dies that touches any of this fruite,i
And fayes, if Ladies be but yorig, and faire, T I, and my affaires are anfwered,
ill

They haue the gift to know it and in his braiue. : Iaq. And you will not be anfwer’d with
reafon,
Which is as dtie as the remainder bisket I muft dve.
Afcer a voyage He hath ftrange places cram’d
: Du. Sen. What would you haue?
With obferuation, the which he vents Your gentlenefle fhall forcepnore then your force
In mangled formes. O that I were a foole, Moue vs to gentlenefle.
I am ambitious for a motley coat. Orl. 1 almoft die for food, and let me haue it.
f
Dtt.Sen. Thou flaalt haue one. Du. Sen. Sic downe and fecd,& welcom
to our table
Iaq. Itismyondyfuite, Orl.Speake y ou fo gently ? Pardon me I pray you,
*
Prouidcd that you weed your better judgements I thought that all things had bin fauage becre,
Of all opinion that growes ranke in them, And thereforeput I on the countenance
That I am wife. I muft haue liberty Offteme command ment. But what ere you are
Wiithall, as large aCharter as the winde, That in this defert macceflible,
To blow on whom I pleafe, for fo fooles haue : V nder the flnadecfmelancholly botighes,
And they rhat are moft gauled with my folly. Loofe, and neglect the creeping homes of time:
They moft muft laugh And why fir muft they fo ?
: If euer you haue look’d on better day es
The why is plainc, as way to Parifti Church : Ifeuer bcene where bels haue knoll’d to Church :
v
Hee, that a Foole doth very wifely hit. Ifeuer fate at any good mans feaft;
Doth very foolifhly, although he (mart If euer from your eye-lids wip’d a tcare,
Seemefenfelcfleofthebob. Ifnot, And know what ’tis to pitt ie, and be pittied
The Wife-mans folly is anarhomiz'd Let gentlenefle my ftrong enforcement be.
Euen by the fquandting glances of the fooled In the which hope, I blufh, and hide my Sword.
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Du. Sen, True is it, that we haue feene better dayes. Heigh ho, fing heigh ho, vnto the greene holly,
And haue with holy bell bin knowld to Church, tAMofifrend/hip, is fayning
;
moft L suing, meere foily:
And fat at good mens feafts, and wip’d our eies The heigh ho, the holly.
Of drops, that facred pity hath engendred This Life is mofl tody.
And therefore lit you downe in gentlcnefle.
And take vpon command, what helpe we haue Freiz.e,freiz,e, thou bitter skie that do not bight
ft fo tsigh
That to your wanting maybe miniftred. as benefitts forgot
Orl. Then but forbeare your food a little while Though thon the waters warpe , thyfling is not
fo fharpe,
Whiles (like a Doe) I go to finde my Fawne, as freind remembred not.
And giue it food. There is an old poore man. Heigh ho, fing, &c.
Who after mc,hath many a weary fleppe
Limpt in pure loue till he befirft fuffic’d,
:
Duk£ Sen. If that you were the good Six Rowlands
Con
Oppreft with two weake euils, age, and hunger, As you haue whifper’d faithfully you were.
I will not touch a bit. And as mine eye doth his effigies
witnefle
Duke Sen. Co finde him out. Mofl truly limn’d, and liuing in your face’
’
And w'c will nothing wafte till you returne. Be truly welcome hither I am the Duke
:

Orl. I thanke ye, and be bleit lor your good comfort. That lou’d your Father, the refiduc ofyour
fortune '
Dit Sen. Thou leeft, we are not all alone vnhappie: Go to my Caue, and tell mee. Good old man,
This wide and vniucrfall Theater Thou art right welcome, as thy maflers is .•

more wofull Pageants then the Sccane

Prefents Support him bythearme giue me your
hand.J
:

Wherein we play in. And let me all your fortunes vndcrftand,

Exeunt
Ia. All the world’s a ftage,
And 3 II the men and women, mecrely Players;
They haue and their Entrances,
their Exits
And one man in his time playes many parts, zAdus Terms. Scena Trima.
His A#s being feuen ages. At firtt the Infant,
Mewling,and puking in theNurles armes
Then, the whining Schoole-boy with his Satchell Enter Duke Lords , (ft Oliuer.
,

And fhining morning face, creeping like fnaile Du. Not fee him fince ? Sir, fir, that cannot
be
Vnwillingly tofchoole. And then the Louer, But were I not the betterpart made mercie
Sighing like Furnace, with a wofull ballad I fhould not feeke an abfent argument
Made to his MifirefTe eye-brow. Then, a Soldier, Of my reuenge, thou prefent : but looke to
it,
Full of ftrange oaths, and bearded like the Pard, Finde out thy brother wherefoerehe is,
lelous in honor, fodainc,and quicke in quarrell. Seekc him with Candle: bring him dead, or
liuing
Seeking the bubble Reputation Within this-tweluemonth,or curne thouno
more
Euen in the Canons mouth And then, the Iufticc,
: To feekea liuing in our Territorie. *

Iq faire round belly, with good Capon lin’d, Thy Lands and all things that theu doft call thine,
With eyes feueic, and beard of formal] cut. W orth feizure, do we Icize into our hands,
Full of wife fa wes,and moderne mfiances, Till thou canft quit thee by thy brothers mouth,
And fo he playes his part. The fixt age fhifts Of what we thinke againH thee.
Into the lcane and flipper d Pantaloone, Oh that your Highneflc knew my heart in this:
Ol.
With lpe&acles on nole, and pouch on fide, I neuer lou’d my brother in my life.
j

His youthfull hole well fau’d, a world too wide. Z)»%.More villaine thou. Well pufh him out ofdores
For his fhrpnke flianke, and his biggemanly voice. And let my officers of fuch a nature
Turning againetoward childifh trebblepipcs. Make an extent vpon his houfc and lands:
And whiffles in his found. Laft Scene of all, Do this expediently, and turne him going. Exeunt
That ends this (Irange euentfull hiftoric.
Is fccond childifhneffe, and meere obliuion.
Sans teeth,fans eyes, fans tafte, fans euery thing.
Scena Secuncia .
Enter Orlando with jiDm.
DuSen Welcome: fet downeyour venerable bur*
then, and let him feede. Enter Orlando.
Orl. I thanke you mod for him. Orl. Hang there my verfe, in witnefle of my loue
j4d. So had you neede, And thou thrice crowned Queene of night furuey *

Ifcarcecanfpeake to thanke you for my felfe. With thy chafle eye, from thy pale fphearc aboue7
Du. Sen. Welcome, fall too I wil not trouble you.
:
Thv Huntreflc name, that my full life doth fway.
As yet to queftion you about your fortunes O Rofahnd ,
thefe Trees {hall be my Bookes,
Giue vs fome Muficke,and good Cozen, fing, And -n thei r b'arkes my thoughts He charraftcr.
*
That eueriecye, which in this Forreft lookes,
/ Song. Shall fee thy vertue witneft euery where.
Hun, run Orlando, c^uc on euery Tree,
T!low, blow, thou winter winde.
The faire, the chaftc.and vnexprefliue fliee. Exit
Thou art not fo vnkjnde , as mans ingratitude
Thy tooth is not fo keene, becaufe thou art not feene
although thy breath be rude.
, Enter Corin & Clowne.
C°- And how like you this fhcpherdslifeMt7V»c^/?o»e?
Clo,
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193
Inuedmcinmyrriotley : Giuemcleaue
To fpeake my minde, and I will through and through
Scena Septima. Cleanfc the foule bodie ofrh’infe&ed world.
If they will patiently receiue my medicine.
Du.Sen. Fic on thee. I can cell what chou wouldd
do.
Enter Duke Scn,& Lordyltke Out-laveet. Iaq. What, Counter, would I do, but good
for a
i
Du. Sen. I thinkc he be transform'd into a bead, Du.Sen. Mod mifeheeuous foule fin, in chiding
fin :
For I C3n no where finde him, like a man, • For thou thy felfe had bene a Libertine,
I .Lord. My Lord, he is but euennow gone hence, As fenfuall as the brucifh ding it felfe.
Heere was lie merry, hearing of a Song. And all th’imbofled fores, and headed euils.
Du. Sen. Ifhecompaiff of iarres,grovv Muficall, 1
That thou with liccnfe of free foot had caught,
We (hall haue fhortly difeord in the.Spheares Would’ft thou difgorge into the generall world.
Go feektf him, tell him 1 would fpeake with him. Iaq. Why who cries out on pride,
That can therein taxe any priuareparty:
Enter Iaques. Doth it not flow as hugely as the Sea,
i.Lord, He faues my labor by his owne approach. Till that the wearie vcrieineanes doebbe.
Du. Sen. Why how now Monfieur, what a life is this What woman in the Citie do I name,
That your poore friends iriud woe your companie. When thac fay the City woman beares
I

What, you looke merrily. The cod of Princes on vn worthy (boulders ?

Iaq. A Foole, a foole I met a foolc i’ch Fortcd,
: Who can come in, and fay that I meane her.
A motley Foole (a miferable world :) When filch a one as (rice, fuch is her neighbor ?
As I do liuc by foode, I met a foole. Or what is he of baled fuiudion.
Who laid him downe, and bask’d him in the Sun, That layes his brauerie is not on my cod,
And rail'd on Lady Fortune in good termes. Thinking that I meane him, but therein fuite's
In good fet termes, and yet a motley foole, His folly to themettleofmy fpecch,
Good morrow foole(quothI:)noSir,qubthhc, There then, how then, what then, let me fee wherein
Call me not foole,till heauen hath fent me fortune. My tongue hath wrong’d him if it do him right :
*
And then he drew a dull from his poakc, Then he hath wrong’d him felfe: if he be free^
And looking on it, with lackc-luflre eye, why then my taxing like a wild-goofe flies
Sayes, very wifely, it is ten a clocke Vndaira’d of any. man But who come heie?
Thus we may lee (quoth he) how the world wagges :

’Tis but an houre agoc, fince was nine, it Enter OrUndo.

And after one houre more, ’twill be clcuen,' Orl. Forbeare, and eate no more.
And fo from houre to houre, we ripe, and ripe. Iaq. Why I haue eate none yet.
And then from houre to houre, we rot, and rot, Orl. Nor Oialc not, till necefficy be feru’d.
And thereby hangs a talc. When I did hearc Iaq. Of wh3t kinde fhould
this Cocke come of?
The motley Foole, thus morall on the time, Du.Sen. Art thou thus bolden’d man by thydidres?
My Lungs began to crow like Chanticleere, Or clfe a rude aefpifer of pood manners,
That Fooles fhould be fo deepe contcmplatiuc That in ciuility thou feem’A fo emptic ?
'

And I did laugh, fans intcrmiffion Orl. You my veine at firft,the thorny point
touch’d
*

An houre by his diall. Oh noble fooie, I Of bare didiclTe, hath tanefrom me the fhew
A worthy foolc : Motley’s the onely weare. |
-Offmooth ciuility yet am in-land bred,
: ]

Du.Sen. What foole is this ? !

And know fome^noumire But forbeare, I fay, :

In'], O
worthie Foole One that hath bin a Courtier
: j
He dies that touches any of this fruited
Andfayes, if Ladies bebuc yong, and fairc, Till I, and my affaires arc anlwcred.
j

They haue the gift to know it and in his braiue. : Iaq. And you will not be anfvver’d with reafon,
Which is as drie as the remainder bisket J muftdve.
After a voyage He hath drange places cram’d
: Du. Sen. What would you haue?
With obferuation, thc.which he vents Your gcntlenefle fhall ibrce,more then your force
In mangled formes. O that I were a foolc, Mouc vs to gentlencfl’c.
I am ambitious for a motley coat. Orl. I almolt die for food, and let me haue it.
Dtt.Sen. Thou (halt haue one. Du. Sen. Sit downe and feed,& welcom to our table
Iaq. It is my oncly fuite, Orl. Speake you fo gently ? Pardon me I pray you,
Prouided that you weed your better judgement* I thought that all things had bin fauage beerc,
Of all opinion that growes ranke in them, And therefore put on the countenance
I

That I am wife. I mud haue liberty Ofdcme commandment. But what ere you are
Wiithall, as large aCharter as the winde, That in this del’ert inacceflible,

To blow on whom I pleafe, for fo fooles haue : Vnder the fhadecfmelancholly boughes,
And they that are moll gaulcd with my folly, Loofe, and negledl die creeping hourcsof time:
They mod mud laugh And why fir mud they fo?
: If eucr you haue look’d on better dayes
The why is plaine, as vvaytoParidi Churcfl:
r
Ifcuer bcene where bels haue knoll’d to Church 1
Hee, that a Foole doth very wifely bit, v . , ,
If euer fate at any good mans fcad :
Doth very foolidaly, although he fmart Ifcuer from your eye-lids wip’d a teare,
Seemefcnfclelleofthebob. Ifnot, And know what ’tis to pitrie, and be pittied 3
The Wife-mans folly is anathomiz’d Let gentlcnefie my drong enforcement be,
Euen by the fquandring glances of the fool£, In the which hope, I blu/h, an d hide my Sword.
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194 As you like it.

Du. Sen. True is it, that we haae feene better dayes, Hetgh ho, fing heigh ho, vnto the greene heUjt ,
And haue with holy bell bin knowld to Church, (JMo^frendfhtp, is fayning; meftLouing, meereftRj:
And fat at good mens feafts, and wip'd our cie« The heigh ho, the holly ,
Of drops, that facred pity hath engendred This Life is moft telly.
And therefore fit you downe in genclcncfle.
And take vpon command, what helpc we haue Freize, freu.e, thou bitter skfe that deft not bight fo ntgb
That to your wanting may be miniftred. as benefttts forget
Orl. Then but forbeare your food a little while Though thou the waters warpe, tbjfttng is not fo fbarpe,
Whiles (like a Doe) I go to finde my Fawnc, asfreind remembred not.
And giuc it food. There is an old poore man. Hetgh ho,fing,<trc.
Who after me, hath many a weaty fteppe
Limpt in pure loue : till he be firft fuffic'd, Duke Sen. If that you were the good Sir Rowlands fon,
Oppreft with two weake euils, age, and hunger, As you haue whifper’d faithfully you were.
I will not touch a bit. And as mine eye doth his effigies witnefle,
Duke Sen. Go finde him out. Moft truly limn'd, and liuing in your face.
And we w ill nothing wade till you returne. Be truly welcome hither I am the Duke:

Orl. I thanke ye, and be bleft for your good comfort. That lou’d your Father, the refiduc ofyour fortune.
Dm Sen. Thou feeft.wc are not all alone vnhappie: Go to my Cauc, and tell mee. Good old man.
This wide and vniuerfall Theater Thou art right welcome, as thy mafters is .•

Prefents more wofull Pageants then the Sceane Support him by the arme giuc me your hand.
:

Wherein we play in. And let me all your fortunes vnderftand, Exeunt.
la. All the world’s a ftage.
And all the menand women, mecrely Players;
They haue their Exits and their Entrances,
And one man in his time plaves many parts, zAttus Tertins. Seen a Trima.
HisA<fts being feuen ages. At firft the Infant,
Mewline,and puking in theNurles armes
Then, the whining Schoole-boy with his Satchcll Enter Duke, Lords, &O liner.

And fhining morning face, creeping like fnaile Du. Not fee him fince ? Sir, fir, that cannot be
Y'nwillmgly to fchoole. And then the Loucr, But were I not the better part made mcrcie,
Sighing like Furnace,with a wofull ballad I fhould not feeke an abfent argument
Made to bis Miftrcfle eye-brow. Then, a Soldier, Of my rcuenge, thou prefent : but lookc to it,

Full of ftrange oaths, and bearded like the Pard, Finde out thy brother whcrefocrc he is,
Ielous in honor, fodame,and quickc in quarrcll. Seeke him with Candle : bring him dead, or lining
Seeking the bubble Reputation Within this twelucmonth,or turne thou no more
Euen in the Canons mouth And then, the Iufticci
: T o lcekc a liuing in our T erritorie.
In fairc round belly, with good Capon lin’d. Thy Lands and all things that thou deft call thine,
With eyes feueie, and beard of formall cut. W orth feizure, do we Icize into our hands,
Fullofwife fawes,and moderne inftanccs, Till thou canft quit thee by thy brothers mouth,
And fo he playes his patt. The fixt age fliifes Ofwhat we thinke againft thee.
Into the leanc and ftipper’d Pantaloone, Ol.Oh that your Highncfle knew my heart in this:
With fpeflacles on note, and pouch on fide, I neucr lou’d my brethci in my life.

His youthfull hofc well fau’d, a world too wide. Duke Moie villaine thou. Well pufhhim out ofdores
.

For his fhrunke ftianke, and his bigge manly voice, And let my officers offuch a nature
T urning agatne toward childifh trebblc pipes. Make an extent vpen his houfe and Lands;
And whiftles in his found. Laft Scene of all, Do this expediently, and turne him going. Exeunt
That ends this ftrange cuentfull hiftoric.
Is fccond childifhnefle, and mcere obliuion.
Sans teeth,fans eyes, fans tafte, fanseuery thing.
Scentt Secunda.
Enter Orlando with A Um.
Dm Sen. W elcorne : fet downe your venerable bur-
then, and let him feede. Enter Orlando.
Orl. thanke you moft for him.
I Orl. Hang there my verfe, in witnefle of my loue.
Ad. So had you neede, And thou thrice crowned Qucene of night furuey
I fcarce can fpcake to thanke you for my felfc. With thy chafte eye, from thy pale fpheare aboue
Dm. Sen. Welcome, fall too : I wil not trouble you. ThyHuntrefle name, that my full life doth fwajr.
As yet to queftion you about your fortunes O Rofalmd, thelc Trees fhall be my Bookes,
Giuc vs fome Muficke.and good Cozcn.fing. And m thei r batkes my thoughts He charra&er.
That eueriecyc, which m this Forreft lookes.
Song. Shall fee thy vertue witneft eueiy w here.
Run, run Or/4*«0,carue on euety T rcc.
'Blow, blow, thoM winter winde , The fairc, the chafte,acd vnexprefliue flice. Exit
Thou art not fo vtskinde, as mans ingratitude
Thy tooth u not fo keene , becaufe thou art not feene, Enter Corin frClowne.
although thj breath be rude. And bow like you this fhephods life WTouchftone?
Clo.
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As jou like it.

Clow. Troely Shepheard, inrefpe£lofitfelfe,itisa to a crooked-pated oldc Cuckoldly Ramme, out of all
good life ; but in relpedl that it is a fihephcards life, it is reafonable match. If thou bee’ft not damn’d for this,the
naught. Inrefpeft that it is folitary, I like it verie well diuell himfclfe will haue no fhepherds, I cannot fee
ellc
but in rcfpedf that it is ptiuate, it is a very vild life. Now how thou fhouldfl fcape.
in refpedl it is in the fields, it mee well but in
pleafeth : O.Heere comes yong IV qanimed, my new Miftrif-
refpedt it is not in the Court, it is tedious. As it is a fpare fes Brother.

life(looke you) it fits my humor well

but as there is no : Enter Roftlind.
more plentie in it, it goes much again!! my ftomackc. Rof. From the eaft to weft erne Itide,
Has't any Philofophie in thee fhepheard ? no texv el ts hie ’Rofahnde,
Cor. No more, but that I know the more one fickens, Hir worth being mounted on the winde,
the worfe at eafe he is : and that hce that wants money, through all the world beares l\pfah»de.
mcanes, and con.enr, is without three good frends.That iAll the pi fttires faireft Linde,

the propertie of raine is to wet, and fire to burne That :

are but blaeke to Rofalinde

pood pafture makes fat fheepe: and that a great catiieof Let noface bee kept in mtnd
y

the night, is lacke ofthc^unnc : That hee that hath lear- but the fair? ofRofahnde
ned no wit by Nature, nor Art, m3y complainc of good
breeding, or comes of a very dull kindred. Clo. Ilerimcyou fo, eight yeares together; dinners,
Clo. Such a one ii a naturall Philofophcr and and fleeping hours excepted it is the rmhc
flippers, :

Was’t euer in Court, Shepheard ? Butter-womens ranke to Market.

Cor. No truly. l{of. OutFoole.

Clo, Then thou art damn’d. Clo. Foratafte.

Car, Nay, I hope. Jfa Hart doe lacke a Htr.de ,
(flo. Truly thou art damn’d, like an ill roafted Egge, •
Let himfeeke out Rofahnde :

all on one fide. Ifthe Cat will after kynde,

Cor. For not being at Court? your rcafon. fo be fure wtll Rofahnde :
Clo. Why, if thou neuer wash at Court, thou neuer iVintred garments muft beljnde,
faw’ft good manners : it’thou neuer faw’ft good maners, jo muft fender Rofahnde :

then thy manners mud be wicked, and wickcdncs is fin, Thej that reap muft ftcafe and btnde,
and finne is damnatiomThou art in a parlous ftate fhep- then to cart with Rofalinde.
heard. S weeteft nut, bathfowreft rinde ,

Cor. NotawhitTtf»c^/?9Ke, thofe that are good ma- fuch a nut is Rnfaltnde
ners at the Court, are as ridiculous in the Countrey, as He that fweeteft rofe will ftnde ,

the behauiour of the Coviutric moft niockeable at the is muft ftnde Cones prttke , & Rofahnde
Couri. You told me, you lalute not at the Court, but
you kifl’e your hands; that courtefie would be vncleanlie This is the verie falfr gallop of Ve rfes, why doe you in-
if Courtiers were fhepheard*. fed! your felfe with them?
Clo. Inflancc, briefly : come, inflance. Rof. Peace you dull foolc,
I found them on a tree.

Cor. Why we u re flill handling our Ewes, and their Clo. Truely the tree yecldsbad fruite.
Fels you know are greafie. Rof. lie graffc it with you, and then I fball graflfeit
Clo. Why do not your Courtiers hands fweate ? and with a Medler then it will be the eariieft fruit i’ch coun-
:

is not the greafe.ofa Mutton, as wholefomeas the lweac try for you’l be rotten ere you bee halfc ripe, and that’s
:

ofaman? Shrillow, (hallow : A better inflance I Idy : therightvertueofthe Medler.

Come. Clo. You haue laid but whether wifely or no, let the
:

Cor. Bdides, our hands are hard. Forreftiudge.

Clo, Your lips wilfeele them the fooner. Shallow a- Enter Celia with a writing.
gen -.
a more founder inflance, come. Rof.Vczcchere comes my filler reading, fland afide.
Cor. And they are often tarr’d oner, with the furgery Cel. why ftouhl this TDefert bee ,

ofourlheepc and would youhaue vs kiffc Tarre ? The

: for it ts unpeopled ? Noe
Courtiers hands are perfum’d with Ciuet. Tenges lie hang on euerie tree
Clo. Mofl fhallow man Thou wormes meatein re- : that fhallciuiil fayings fhoc.
fpe& of a good peece of flefh indeed learne of the wife : Some how brief the Life of man
,

and perpend Ciuet isofa bafer birth then Tarre, the

: runs his erring pilgrimage,
verie vncleanly fluxe of a Cat. Mend the inflance Shep- That thefttretching of a Jfan,
heard.* buckjes in his fumme of age.
Cor, You haue too Courtly a wi^for me, lie reft. Some ofviolated vowes,
Clo. Wilt thou reft damn’d?Godhclpe thee (hallow twixt the faults offriended friend;
man God make incifion in thee, thou art raw.
: Tut upon thefatreft bowes,
Cor. Sir, I am a true Labourer, I carne that I eate:get or at euerie fen tenet end •

that I weatc ; owe no man hate, enuic no mans happi- Will I Rofalinda write ,
neffe: glad of ocher mens good content with my harmc: teaching all that reade, to know
and the grcaceft of my pride, is to fee my Ewes graze, 8c The quinteffence ofeuerieffrite,
my Lambcs fucke.', heauen would in littleftow.
Clo. That is another Ample finne in you, to bring the Therefore heauen Nature charg'd,
Ewes and the Rammes together, and to offer to get your that one bodte fhould befill'd
by the copulation ofCattle, to be bawd to a Bel-
liuing, With aK Grocer wide enlarg'd,
weather, and to betray a fhce-Lambc of a tyvclucmonth nature prtfentlj dift tU’d
Ra Helens
 s ?

Ip 6 As you like it.

Helens cheeke,but not his hearty Rof. Nay, but the diuell take mocking fpeake fadde :

Cleopatra's Maieflie : brow,and true maid.

Actalanta's letter p*rt, Cel. Tfaich(Cox) tis he.
fad Lticrccia’s Modefiie. Rof. Orlando
Thus Rofalinde ofmanie parts, Cel. Orlando.
bj Heauenly Sjnode was denis' d. what fhall I do with my doublet &
Rof. Alas the day,
Of manic faces, eyes, and hearts, hofe? What did he when thou faw’ft him? What fayde
to baste the touches deerefl pris'd. he? How look’d he? Wherein went he? What makes hee
Heauen would that (bee thefe giftsf;ould haste, heere? Did he aske for sne? Where remaineshe ? How
and I to litte and die herfane. \
parted he with thee ? And when {halt thou fee him a-
gaine? Anfwer mein one word.
Rof O moft gentle Jupicer, what tedious homilie of Cel. Youmuft borrow me Gargantuas mouth firft:
Loue haue you wearied ycuvparifhioners withall, and ’tis a Word too great for any mouth of this Ages fize.to
ncuer cri’de, haue patience good people. fay I and no, to thefe particulars, is more then to anfwer
Cel. How now backe friends Shcphcard, go oft a lit- :
;
in aCatcchifme.
tie : 20 with him firrah. Rof. But doth he know that I am in this Forreft, and
Clol Come Shephearr*, let vs make an honorable re* |
in mans apparrell ? Looks he as freftily,as he did the day
treit, though not with bagge and baggage, yet with he Wraftled?
ferip and ferippage. Sxit. j
Cel. It is as eafic to count Atomic* as to refolue the
Cel. Didft thou heare thefe verfes? propoluionsofaLouer:buttakeatafteof my finding
Rof, O yes, I heard them all,and more too, for fome
j
him, and rellifh it with good obferuance 1 found him .

ofthemhad in them more feetc then the Verleswould (

vnder a tree like a drop’d Acornc.
beare. Rof. It may vvel be cal’d Ioues tree, when it droppes
Cel. That’s no matter the feet might beare ^ verfes.
: forth fruitc.
Rof. I, but the feet were lame, and could not beare Cel. Giuc me audience, good Madam.
tbemfelues without the verfe.and therefore (food lame- i
Rof. Proceed.
ly in the verfe. . Cel. There lay hee ftretch’d along like a Wounded
Eut didft thou heare without wondering, how
Cel. knight.
thy name fhould be hSng’d and carued vpon ihele trees ? Rof. Though icbepittietofeefuch a fight, it well
"Rof I was feuen of the nine daies out ofthe wonder, becomes the ground.
before you came for looke heere whac I found on a
: Cel. Cry holla, to the tongue, I prethee it curuettes
- :

Palme tree; I was neuer fo berim d fince 'Pythagoras time vnfeafonably. He wa* furnifh'd like a Hunter.
that I was an Irifh R.3t, which 1 can hardly remember. Rof. O ominous, he comes to kill my Hart.
Cel. Tro you, who hath done this ? Cel. I would fing my fong without a burthen, thou
Rof. Is it a man? bring’ft me out of tune.
Cel. And achainethatyou once wore about his neck; Rof. Do you not know lama w<oman,when I thinke,
change you colour ? I muft fpeakfc fweet,fay on.
Rof I pre’thee who ?
Cel. O Lord, Lord, it is a hard matter for friends to Enter Orlando & Iafues.
mecte ; but Mountaines may bee remoou d with Earth- Cel. You bring me out. Sof^coiniVs lie not heere?
quakes,and fo encounter. Rof. 'Tis he.fiinke by,and note hinv,
Rof. Nay, but who is it ? Iacj 1 thanke you for your company, but good faith
Ctl. Is it pofTiblc? I had as liefe haue beene my felfe alone.
Rof. Nay, 1 pre’thee now, with moft petitionary ve- Orl. And lb had I but yet for fafhion fake
:

hemence, tell me who it is. I chanke you too, for your (ocietie.
(fel. O
wonderfull, wonderful!, and moft wonderfull lay. God buy you, let’s meet as little as we can.
wondcrfull, and yet againe wonderful, and after that out Orl. I do defire we may be better ftrangers
of all hooping. Jay. I pray you marre no more trees with Writing
Rof. Good my completion, doft thou think though Loue-fongs intheirbarkes.
Iam caparifon’d like a man, I haue a doublet and hofe in Orl. I pray you marre no moe of my verfes with rea-
my difpoiuioh? One inch of delay more, is a South-fea ding them ill-fauourcdly.
ofdifcouerie. I pre’thee tell me, who is it quickely, and lay. “Rofalinde is your loues name? Or/. Yes,Tuft.
fpeake apace : I would thou couldft ftammer, that thou lay. 1 do not like her name.
might’ftpowrethis conceal’dmanoutofthy mouth, as Orl. There was no thought ofpleafing you when fhe
Wine comes out of a narrow-mouth’d bottlereithcr too was chriften’d.
much at once, or none at all. Ipre’thectake the Corkc lay . Whatftatureisfheof?
out of thy mouth, that I may drinke thy tydings. Orl. Iuft as high as my heart.
Cel. So you may put a man in your belly. lay. You are ful of prcty^infwcrsihaue you not bin ac-
Rof Is he of Gods making? What manner of man? quainted with goldfmiths wiues,&cond the out bfrings
head worth a hat? Or his chin worth a beard,?
Is his Orl. Notfo: but I anfwer you right painted cloath,
Nay,he hath but a little beard.
Cel. from whence you haue ftudied your queftions.
Rof Why God will fend more, if the man will bee lay. .You haue a nimble wit ; I thinke 'twas made of
Attalant a’ heelcs. Will you fitf^downc with me* and
’
thankful: letmeftay the growth of his beard, if thou
delay me not the knowledge of his chin. wee two, wiJI raile againft our Miftris the world, and all
Cel. hisyongOrlavdo, trijit vp the Wraftlcrs
that ourmiferie. .

h.Qclcs.and your hear t,bofh in an inftant. Of/.ivvii chide do breather in the world but my felfe
againft
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flgainft whom 1 know mofl faults. that he laid to the charge of women? i

/at]. The worft fault you hauc,is to be in loue. Rof. There were none principal, they were all like
Orl. ’Tis a fault I will not change, for your beftver- one another, as halfe pence are, euerie one fault feeming
tue:Iim weatieofyou. mondrous,til his fellow-fault came to match it.
Iat]. By my troth, I was feckingforaFoole, when I Orl. Iprcthecrecouncfomeofthcm.

found you. Rof No: 1 wil not cad away my phyfick,bur on thofe
Orl. Heisdrown’dinthebrooke,lookebutin, and that are ficke. There is a man haunts the Forred, that a-

you him.
(ball fee bufes our yong plants with earning Rofalinde on their
Iat]. There I fhal fee mine owne figure. barkes; hangs Oades vpon Hauthornes, and Elegies on
Orl. Which 1 take to be either a foole, or a Cipher. brambles ; all (forfootb) defying the name of Rofalsr.de.
Iaq. lie tarrie no longer with you, farewell good lig- ]f I could meet that Faneic-monger, Iwouldgiue him
nior Loue. feme good counfel, for he feemes to haue the Quotidian
Orl. I am glad of your departure : Adieu good Mon- of Loue vpon him.
fieurMelancholly. Orl. I am he that is fo Loue-fhak’d, 1 pray you tel

fpeake to him likcafawcieLacky* andvn- me your rcrnedic.

H?f. 1 wil
is none of my Vnckles markes vpon you:
dcr that habit play the knaue with him, do you hear For- Rof. There
Orl. Vcrie w el, what would you f (reiter, he taught me how to know a man in lone in which cage :

Ipray you,what i’ftaclocke? of rufhes, I am fure you art not priloner.

Ttyf
Oil. You fhould aske me what time o’day: there’s no
Orl. What were his markes ?

clockein the Fortefi. Ref. A leane checkc, which you haue not ableweic :

Then there is no true Louer in the Forrcft, clfc and iunkco.which you haue not : an vnqucfiiohablc fpi-
Ref.
fighing eucrie minute. 3nd groaning eucrie hourcvvold tit,which you haue not a beard negledfed, which you
:

dctedl the lazic foot of timers wel as a clockc. haue not:f but I pardon you for that, for limply your ha-
Orl. And why not the fwift foote of time ? Had not uing in beard, is ayonger brothers reuennew) then your
that bin as proper? hole fhould be vngarter’d, your bonnet vnbanded, your

Ref. By nomcanesfir; Time trauels in diuers paces, fleeue vnbutton’d, your (Loo vnti’de, and eucrie thing

withdiuerspcrfor.s lie tel you who Time ambles with-

: about yoiijdemondrating a careieflc deiolaciombut you
who Time trots withal, who Time
all, gallops withal, arc no fuch man; you are rather point deuice in your ac-

1 and who he (lands fiilwithall. coudrements,as louing your felfe,then feeming the Lo-
Orl. prethee,who doth he trot withal t
]
uer ofany other. (I Loue.

Rof. Marry he trots hard with a yong maid, between Orl. Fairc youth,! would I could make thee belccuc
the contrail of her marriage, and the day it is folcmnizd: Rof. Me belccue it ? You may adoone make her that
ifthe interim be but a fennight, Times paccisfo hard, you Loue beleeuc it, which 1 warrant fheis aptcr to do,
that it fr ernes the length of feuen yeare. then to confefie fire do’s: that i s one of the points, in the
Orl. Who ambles Time withal ? which women dil giue the lie to their confidences. But
Rof. With a Pried that lacks Latine, and a rich man ingoodfooth, are you he that hangs the verles on the

that hath not the Gowt : forthc oneflcepeseafily be- Trees,wherein Rofi/ind is fo admired ?
caufe he cannot ducy, and the other hues merrily, be- !
Orl. I fwearc to thee youth, by the white hand of
caufe he feeles no panic: the one lacking the burthen of ]
Rofalind , I am that he, that vnfortunate he.

lcane and wadcful Learning; the other knowing no bur- 1

^or.But are you fo much in loue, as your rimes fpeak ?

then of heauie tedious penurie. Thefe Time ambles i

Orl. Neither rime nor rcslon can expreffe how much.
withal. Rof Loue is meerely a madnefie, and 1 tel you ,
de-
Orl. Who doth he gallop withal? ferues as wel a darkehoufe, and a whip, as madmen do :

Rof With a theefc to the gallowcs : for though hee and therealon why they are no: fo punjfh’d and cured ,is
go as loftly as foot can fall, he thinkes himfclfc too foon that the Lunacic is lo ordinarie, that the whippers are in
there. loue too yet I profefle curing it by counfel.
:

Orl. Who daies it dil withal? Orl. Did you cuer cure any fo ?

T^of. With Lawiers in the vacation for they fleepe : Rof. Yes one, and in this manner. Hee was toima-
betweene Termc and Tcrruc,and then they pcrcciuenot ginemehis Loue, his Miflris .-and I fechim euerie day
how time moues. i to woe me At which time would I, being but a moonifh
Orl. Where dwcl you prettic youth ? ;
youth, greeuc,be effeminate, changeable, longing, and
Rof. With this Sh^sheardefle my fifier : heercinthe liking, pmud, fantadical, apifh, (hallow, incondant,ful
skirts of the Forred, like fringe vpon a petticoat. of teares, full of fmi'es for euerie pafiion fomething.aud
;

Orl. Are you natiue of this place? for no pafiion truly any thing, as boyes and women arc

Rof. As the Conie that- you fee dwell where fhcc is for the mofi part, cattle ofthis colour would now like :

kindled. him, now loath him then entertaine him, then fotfwear
:

Orl. Your accent is fomething finer, then you could him : now weepefor him, thenfpit at him ; that I draue
purchafe in fo remoued a dwelling. my Sutor from his mad humor ofloue,to a liuing humor
Rof. 1 haue bin told fo ofmany : but indeed, an olde of madncs,\& was to forfweare the fill firearm of ^ world,
religious Vnckle ofmine taught me to fpeake, who was andtoliue inanooke meetly Monaftickiand thus I cur’d
in his youth an inland man,one that knew Courtdrip too him, and this way will take vpon mce to wad; your bl-
well : for there he fel in loue. I haue heard him read ma- uer as cleane as o found fheepes heart, that there fhal not
ny Leftors againd it.and I thanke God,T am net a Wo- be one fpot of Loue in’t.
man to be touch’d with fo many giddie offences as hee Orl. Iwouldnotbecured,youth.
hath generally tax’d their whole fex withal. Rof. I would cure you, if you would but call me R<f.~
Orl. Can you remember any of chclprincipall euils. l indy and come euerie day to my Coat,and woe me.

R 3 Orl.
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i?8 As you like it.

Orlan. Now by the faith of my louc, I will ;

Tclme N o, no, the nobleft Deere hath them as huge as the Raf-
where it is. call : Angle man therefore blcffed? No, as a wall’d
Is the

Ref. Go with me to it, and lie (hew it you : and by Towne is more worthier then a village, fo is the fore-
the way, you flial tell me, where lnt'neForreftyouliue : head of a married man, more honourable then the bate
Wil you go? brow of a Batcheller and by how much defence is bet-
:

Crl. With all my heart, good youth. ter then no skill, by fo much is a home more precious

Rof. Nay, you muft call mee Roftlind •.

Come lifter, then.to want.
w il! yo u go ? Exeunt.
Enter Sir O liner Mar -text.
Heere comes Sir Oliner Sir Olttter UWar-text you are
welmet. Will you difpatch vs heere vnder this tree, or
Sccena Tertta. fhal we go with you to your Chappell ?
01. Is there none heere to giuc the woman?
Clo. I wil not take her on guift of any man.
Enter Clowne^ Audrey^ Iaques .'
Ol. Truly fhc muft be giuen, or the marriage is not
lawfull.
Clq. Come apace good Audrey, I wil fetch vp your Iaq, Proceed, proccede : He giue her.
Goates , Audrey : and how A tdrey am I the man yet ? Clo. Good eucn good
r
M
what ye cal’t how do you :

Doth my fitnple feature content you ? Sir, you are vcric well met goddild you for your laft :

And. Your features, L ord warrant vsiwhat features ? companic, I am verie glad to fee you, eucn a toy in hand
Clo. I am heere with thee, and thy Goats, as the moft kcere Vir Nay, pray be couer’d.
:

capricious Poet honeft Onid was among theGothes. Jaq. Wil you be married. Motley ?
Iaq. Oknowledgeili inhabited, worle thenlouein Clz. As the Oxe hath his bow fir, the horfe his curb,
a thatch'd houfe. and the Falcon her bels, fo man hath his defires, and as
Clo. When a mans verfes cannot be vnderftood, nor Pigeons bill, fo wedlocke would be nibling.
a mans good witfeconded with theforward childe, vn- Iaq. And wil you (being a man of your brecding)be
derftanding; it ftrikes a man more dead then a great rec- married vnder a bufli like a begger? Get you to church,
koning in a little roomc truly, I would the Gods haddc
: and haue a good Prieft that can tel you what marriage is,
made theepoeticall. tins fellow wil but ioyneyou together , as they ioync
And. I do not know what Poetical is is it honeft in : Wainfcot, then one of you wil proue a flirunke panncll,
deed and word: is it a true thing? and like greene timber,warpe,warpc.
No trulie : for the trueftpoetrie is the moft tai-
(flo. Clo. I am not in the minde, but 1 were better to bee
ning, and Louers are giuen to Poetrie and what they : married of him then of another, for he is nor like to niar-
fwcare in Poetrie, may be faid as Louers,they do feigne. rie me wel and not being wel married, it wil be^ good
:

And. Do you wifli then that the Gods had made me excufe for me hcereafter, to leaue my wife,
Poeticall i Iaq. Goe thou with mec,
Clow. I do truly : for thou l'wear’ft to me thou art ho- And let me counlel thee.
neft Now if thou wert a Poet, I might haue tome hope Ol. Comefwcet q Audrey,
thou dulft feigne. Wc muft be married, or we muft Hue in baudrey :

And. Would you not haue me honeft ? Farcwel good M Oliner Not O fweet Ohuer O
r
: , braue
Clo. No thou wert hard fauout’d
truly, vnlelTe for : Oliner leaue me not behind thee : But windeaway, bee
honeftie coupled co beautir, is to haue Honic a fawee to gone I fay, I wil not to wedding with dree.
Sugar. Ol. ’Tis no matter; Ne’rc a fantaftical knaue ofthem
Iaq. A materiall foole. all flial flout me out of my calling. Exeunt
And. Well, 1 am noefaire, and therefore I pray the
Gods make me honeft.
Clo. Truly, and to call away honeftie vppon a foulc
flutjWerc to put good meate into an vneleane difh. Sccena Quarta.
And. I am not a flut, though i thanke the Goddes I
am foule.
be the Gods, for thy foulncffe;flut-
Clo. Well,praifcd Enter RofaJind & Celia.'
tifhneffe may come hcereafter. But be it, as it may bee, Rof.Ncucrtalke to me,I wil weepe.
Iwil marrie thee and co that end, I haue bin with Sir
: Cel. Do I prethee, but yet haue the grace to confidcr,

Ohuer Mar-text, the Vicar of the next Tillage, who hath that tearcs do not become a man.
promis’d tomectemeiiuhisplaceoftheForteft, and co Rof. But haue I not caufeco weepe?
couple vs. Cel. As good caufe as one would defire.

Iaq. I would faine lee this meeting. Therefore weepe,

And. Wei,’ the Gods giuc vsioy. Rof His very hairc
Clo. Amen. A man may if he were ofa fearful heart, Is of the diffcmbhng colour.
flagger in this attempt wee haue no Temple
: for heere Cel. Something browner then Iudaffcs :

but the wood, no but horne-beafts. But what

a {Terribly Marrie his kifles arc Iudaffcs owne children.
though? Courage. As homes are odious, they are nccef- Rof I’faith his hairc is of a good colour. >

farie.lt is laid, many a man knowes no end of his goods; Cel. An excellent colour
right Many a man has good Hornes, and knows no end
: Your Cheffenut was euer the oncly colour
of them, W
ell, that is ihe dowric of his wife, tis none
J
Rof. And his kifiinc is as ful of fandticic,
of his owne getting ; homes, cuen fo poore men alone : As the touch of holy oread.
Cel.
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Hec hathboughtapaireofcaftlipsof.Dr<«»<*: a
Cel. That eyes that are the frailft,
and fofteft things,
Nun of winter* fifterhoqdkiflesnot mpre religiouflie, Who fhut their coward gates on atomyes
thevery yce ofcbaftityis iifithetri. Should be called tyrants, butchers, murtherers.
Rofa. But why did hee i'weare Hee would come this Now I doe frowne on thee with all my heart.
morning, and comes not? • And if mine eyes can wound.now let them kill thee:
Cel. Nay certainly there is no truth in him. Now counterfeit to fwound. why now fall downe
. Ref. Doe you thinke fo ? Or ifthou canft not, oh forfhamc, for fliame.
Cel. Y es,I
thinke he is not a picke purfe,nor a horfe- Lye not, to fay mine eyes are murtherers
but for his verity in lone , I doe thinke him as
ftealer, Now fhew the wound mine eye hath made in thee,
concaue as a couered goblet.er a Wormc-caten nut. Scratch thee but with pin.and there remaines
a

Rof. Not true in loue? Somelcarre ofit : Leane vpon a rufh

(fel. Yc*,when he is in,but I thinke he is not in. The Cicatrice and capable impreffurc
You haue heard him fweaie downright he was.
Rof. Thy palme fomc moment keepes but now mine eyes :

Was,isnotis bcfidcs, the oath of Loner is no

Cel. : Which I hauc darted at thee,hurt thee not,
ftronger then.the word of a Tapfter , they are both the Nor I am furc there is no force in eyes
confirmer of faife reckonings, he attends here in the for- That can doe hurc.
reft on the Duke your father. Sil. O deere Phebe,
Rof. I met the Duke yeft-erday , and had much que- etier may be neere)
If etier (as that
ftion with him he askt me of what parentage I was I
: ;
You meet in fome frefh chetrke the power of fancie.
told him of as good as he, fo he laugh’d and let tr.ee goe. Then fhall yen know the woouds inuifiblc
Bur what talke wee of Fathers, when there is luch a man That Loues keene arrows make,
as Orlando ? Phe. But till that time
Cel. O that’s a braue man , hee writes braue verfes Come not thou neere me : and when that time comes
p
fpeakes braue words, fweares braue oathes, and breakes Affl £1 me with thy mockes, pitty me not.
them brauely, quite trailers athwart the heart of his lo- As till that time I fhall not puty thee.
uer,as a puifny Tiber , f fpurs his horfe but on one fide, Rof, And why you?who might be your mother
I pray
breakes his ftaffe like a noble goofe ; but all's braue that That you infulqexult.and all at once
youth mounts, and folly guides : who comes heere ? Ouer the wretched ? what though you hau no beauty
As by my faith, I fee no more in you
Enter Corin. Then without Candle may goe darke to bed :

Cohn. Miftreffe and Matter, you bauc oft enquired Muft you be therefore prowd and pittilefle ?
After the Shepheard that complain’d of loue. Why what meanes this? why do you lookconme?
Who you law fitting by me on the Turph, I fee no more in you then in the ordinary

Praifing the proud difdainfull Shepherdefle Of Natures (ale-workef ’ods my little life,
That was his Miftreffe. I thinke fhe meanes to tangle my eies too :

Cel. Well and what ofhim

: ? No faith proud hope not after it,
Miftrefle,
Cor. If you will fee a pageant truely plaid 'Tis not your inkiebrowes your blacke lilke haire.
Beiwecne the pale complexion of true Loue, Your bugle eye-balls, nor your cheeke of creame
And the red glowe of fcorne andprowd dildaine, That canentame my fpirits toyourworfhi'p :

Coe hence a little, and 1 fhall conduct you Y ou toolifh Shephcai d, wherefore do you follow her
Ifyou will marke it. Like foggy South, puffing with winde 3iid raine.
Rof. O come, let vs remoue, You are a thoufand times a propercr man
The of Louers feedeth thofe in loue
fight : Then fhe a woman. ’Tis fuch fooles as you
Bring vs to this fight, and you fhall fay That makes the world full ofill-fauourd children :

lie proue a bufic aft or in their play. Exeunt .

not her glafie.but you that flatters her,
’Tis
And out of you fhe lees her fclfe more proper
Then any of her lineaments can (how her :

But Miftris, know your downe on your knees

felfe,

Ana thanke heauen, fading, for a good mans loue

For I muft tell you friendly in your care,
Sell when you can, you arc not for all markets:
Enter Stltttus and Phebe. Cry the man mercy, loue him, take his offer
Fotileis moft foule,beingfoule to be a fcoffer.
Sweet Phebe doe not fcorne me, do not Phebe
Sil. So take her to theeShepheard,fareyouw'cil.
Say that you loue me not, but fay uot fo Phe. Sweet youth, 1 pray you chide a yere together,
common executioner
In bitternefle ; the I had rather here you chide, then this man wooe.
Whofe heart th’accuftom’d fight of death makes hard Res. Hccs falne in loue with your foulncffe, & fliee’ll
Falls not the axe vpon the humbled neck, Fall in loue with my anger. If it be fo,as fa ft
But begs pardon will you fterner be
fifft : As flie anfwcres thee with frowning lookes, ilc lauce
Then he that dies and Uucs by bloody drops ? Her with bitter words why looke you fo vpon me?
:

Phe. For no ill will I beare you.

Enter Rofalind, felia, and Corin. R'f. I pray you do not fall in loue with mee.
Phe. Would not be thy executioner,
I For I am falter then vowes made in wine
I flye thee, for I would not iniure thee Befi Jes.I like you not if you will know my houfe,
:

Thou tellft me there is murder in mine eye, *

Tis at the tuffc of Oliues, here hard by
’Tis pretty furc,and very probable. Will you goe Sifter ? $hcpheard,ply her hard
Come
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200 (•J'tJOH lify it.

Come Sifter : Shepheardefle, looke on him better

And be not proud, though all the world could fee,
None could be fo abus’d in fight as hee. zJttus Quartus. Scen/t Trima.
Come, to our flocke. Exit.
rhe . Dead Shephcard,now I find thy faw of might.
Who euer lov’d, that lou’d not at firft fight ? Enter Rofalind t And Celia, and /agues.
Sil. Sweet phebe.
The. Hah: what faift thou Siluttu ? lag. I prethee, pretty youth, let me better
acquainted
Sil. SwcetThebe pitty me. with thee.
Why am forry for thee gentle Stlttitu.
Pbe. I
R°f They you are a melancholly fellow.
fay
Where euer forrow is, rcliefe would be
Sil. : /ag. I am lo
doc loue it better then laughing.
: I
If you doe forrow at my griefc in loue Rof. Thofethat are in extremity of either, arcabho-
By giuing loue your forrow,and my griefe minablc fcllowcs, and betray themfelues to euery
mo-
Were both extermin’d* dernc cenfure,worfe then drunkards.
The. Thou had my loue, is not that neighbourly ? lag. Why/tis good to be fad and fay nothing.
Sil. I would haue you. Rof. Whythen’tisgoodtobeapofte.
phe. Why that were couctoufneflc :
lag. I haue neither the Schollers melancholy,
which
Silt*i*s\ the time was.that I hated thee ; is emulation nor the Mufitians . which is fantafticall
:

And yet it is not, that I beare thee lone, nor the Courtiers, which is proud : nerthe Souldiers,
But fincc that thou canft talke ofloue fo well, which is ambitious nor the Lawiers,which is politick:
:

Thy compauy,which was itkefonic to meerft nor the Ladies, which is nice: nor the Louers, which
I will endure and lie employ thee too
;
:
is all thelc : but it
melancholy of mine owne, com-
is a
But doe not looke fori further recompcncc pounded of many fimples,extraacd from many obieds,
Then thine owne gladnefle,thai thou art employd. and indeed the fundrie contemplation of my trauells,
in
Sil. So holy,and fo perfeift is my loue. which by often rumination, wraps me in a moft humo-
And I in fuch a poumy of grace. rous fadneffe.
That thinke it a mod plenteous crop
I fhall Rof. ATraueller: by my faith you haue great rea-
To gleane the broken eares after the man fontobefad; I fcare you haue fold your owne Lands,
That the maine harueft reapes-.loofe now and then to fee other mens ; then to haue feene much, arid to
haue
A feattred imile.and that lie hue vpon. ( while ? nothing, is to haue rich eyes and poore hands,
Phe. Knowft thou the youth that fpoke to mec yere- lag. Y es, I haue gain’d my experience.
Sil. Not very well, but I haue met him oft. Enter Orlando.
And he hath bought the Cottage and the bounds And your experience makes you fad: I had ra-
Rof.
That the old Carlot once was Mailer of. ther haue a fooie to make me mcrric, then exper ience to
Phe. Thinke not I loue him, though I ask for him, make me fad, and to trauaile for it too.
’Tisbuta peeuifia boy, yet he talkes well Orl. Good day ,and happinelfe.deere Rofalind.
But what care I for words ? yet words do well lag. Nay then God buy you, and you talke in blankc
When he that fpeakes them oleafes thofc that heare: verfe.
It is youth, nor very prettie ,
a pretty Rof Farewell Mounfieur Trauellor : looke you
But fure hec’s proud, and yet Ids pride becomes him litpe,and weare.ftrange fuites; difable all the benefits
Hee’ll make a proper man: the bell thing in him of your owne Countrie be out of loue with your :

Is his complexion and fader then his tongue

:
naciuitie, and almoft chidcGod for making you that
Did makaoffence.his eye did heale it vp :
countenance you are; or I will fcarce thinke you haue
He not very tall.yet for his yceres hee
is s tail fwam in a Gundello. Why how now Orlando, where
His leg is but fo fo.and yet’us well haue you bin all this while? you a louer? and 'you
There was a pretty rednefle in his lip, ferue me fuch another tricke, neuer come my
in fighr
A little riper, and more luftie red more.
Then that mixt in his checke: ’twas iufl the difference OrL My faire Rofalind,1 come within an houre of my
Betwixt the conftant red, and mingled Damaske. promife.
There be fome women Siluitu , had they markt him Rof Breakc an houres promife in loue? hee that
In parcells as I did, would haue gone nccrc will diuide a minute into a thoufand parts , and breakc
To fall in loue with him but for my part :
but a part of the thoufand part of a minute in the affairs
I loue him not, nor hace him not and yet :
of loue, it maybe faid of him that Cupid hath clapt
Haue more caufe to hate him then to loue him. himoth’ fhoulder, but He warrant him heart hole.
For what had he to doe to chide at me ? Orl. Pardon me decre Rofalind.
He faid mine eyes were black, and my haire blacke , Rof Nay, and you be fo tardie, come no more in my
And now I am remcmbred,fcorn\iat me : fight, I had as liefe be woo’d of a Snaile.
I maruell why I anfwer’d riot againe. . Orl. Of a Snaile?
But that’s omittance is no quittance
all one :
Rof. I, of a Snaile: for though he comes flowly, hee
lie write to him a very tanting Letter, carries his houfe on his head ; a better ioynfture I thinke
And thou fhalt beare it, wilt thou Siluttts ? then you make a woman ; befidcs,hc brings his deftinie
Sil. Phebe , with all my heart. with him.
Phe. lie write it ftrait Orl. What’s that?
The matter’s in my head, and in my heart, Rof. Why homes: & fuch as youare faineto bebe-
I will be bitter with him, and palling (hort holding to your wiues for : but he comes armed in his
Goe with me Siluiw. Exeunt. fortune, and preuents the dander of hi* wife.
Orl. Vertue
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Orl, Vcrtue is no home-maker and my Rofalind
: is Rof. I, but when i

vertuous. Orl. Why now,as faft as flic can marrie vs.

Rof. And I am yoar Roftlind. Rof. Then you muft fay, I take thee Rofalind for
fo : but he hath a Rofa-
y ou
Cel. It pleafts him to call wife.
lind of a better leerc then you. Orl. I take thee Rofalind for wife.

Rof Comc,wooe mCjWooemee : fornow I am in a Rof. I might aske you for your Gommilfion,

loly-dayhumor , and like enough to confent: What But I doe take thee Orlando for my husband : there’s a
would you fay to me now, and 1 were your verie, verie girle goes before the Prieft, and certainely a Womans

Rofalind ? thought runs before her actions.

would kifle before I fpoke.
Orl. I Orl. So do
thoughts, they are wing’d.
all

Rof Nay,you were better fpeakefirft, and when you Rof Now me how long you would haue her, af-
tell

were grauel’d, for lacke of matter, you might take oc- ter you haue polTcft her?

cafion to kifle: verie good Orators when they are out, Orl. For euer, and a day.
they will fpit, and for louers, lacking (God nvarne vs) Rof. Say a day, without che euer: no,no Orlando, men
matter, the cleardieft (hift is to kifTe. are Aprill when they woe , December when they wed :

Orl. How if the kifle be denide ? Maides are May when they are niaides,but the sky chan-
Rof Then fhe puts you to entreatie,and there beg «
,r,
ges when they are wiues : 1 will bee more iealous of

new matter. thee, then a Barbary cocke-pidgeon oucr his hen , more
Orl. Who could be out, being before his beloued clamorous then a Parrat againft raine, more ltew-fang-

Miftris ? led then an ape, more giddy in my defires , then a mon-

Rof. Marrie that fhould you if I were your Miftris, key I will weepe for nothing, like Diana in the Foun-
:

or»I ftiould thinke my honeftie ranker then my wit. taine,& I wil do that when you are difpos’d to be merry:
Orl. What,ofmyfuite? I will laugh like a Hyen.and that when thou art inclin’d

Rof. Notoutofyourapparrell, and yet out of your to lleepe.

fuite : Orl. But will my Roftltnd doe fo ?
Am not I your Rofalind ? 1
Rof By my life, fhe will doe as 1 doc.
Or!. Itakelomeioy to lay you arc, becaufe I would Orl. O but fhe is wife.
be talking other. Re:. Or elfc (hee could not haue the wit to doe this :

Rof. Well, inherperfon,! fay I will not haue you, the wifer, the way warder: make the dooies vpon a wo-
Orl. Then in mine owne perton, I die. mans wic,and it willout at the cafement : (hut that, and
Rof. No faith, die by Atcorney the poore world is : 'twill out at the key-hole ; ftop that, ’twill flie with the
almoft fix thoufand yeeres old, and in all this time there fmoake out chimney.at the

was not anic man died in his owne perfon ( videlicet ) in Orl. A man that had a wife with fuch a wit, he might
a loue caufe Trodow had his b'raines dafti’d out with a
: fay, wit whether wil’t?
Grecian club, yet he did what hcc could to die before, Rof. Nay.you might keepe that checke forft,till you
and he is one of the patternes of loue. Leander,\\z would met your wiues wit going to your neighbours bed.
haue liu’d manic a faire ycere though Hero had turn’d Orl. And what wit could wit haue, to excufe that ?
Nun; if it had nothin for a hoc Midfomer-night, for Rofa. Marry to lay.fhe came to feeke you there you
:

( good youth)he went but forth to

wafh him in the Hel- fhall-neuer take herwithout her anfwer,vnlefTe you take
lefpont, and being taken with the crampc,was droun’d, her without her tongue 6 that woman that cannot :

and the foolifh Chronoders ot that age, tound it was make her fault her hufbands occafion.let her neuer nurlc
Hero ofCeftos. But thefe are all lies, men haue died her childe her felfe,for fhe will breed it like a foole.
from time to time, and wormes haue eaten them, but not Orl. For thefetwo houres Rofaliude,1 wil leaue thee.
for loue. Rof Alas.deere loue, I cannot lacke thee two houres.
would not haue myrightfo/<?//Woftbis mind,
Orl.\ Orl. I muft attend the Dukeat dinner,by two a clock
frowns might kill me.
for I protefi her I will be with thee againe.
Rof By this hand, it will not kill a fiie: but come, Rof. J,goe your waies,
goe your waies I knew what :

now I will be your Rofalind in a more comming-on dif- you would proue, my friends told mee as much and
, I
pofition and aske me what you will, I will grant it.
: thought no lefie that flattering tongue of yours wonne
:

Orl. Then loue me Rofalind. me :’tis but one caft away, and lo come death two o’ :

I\of. Yes faith will I,fridaics and faterdaics,and all. clocke is your howre.
. Orl. And wilt thou haue me? Orl. I,fweec Rofalind.
Rof. I, and twentie fuch. By my troth, and in good earneft, and fo God
Rof.
Orl. Whatlaieft thou ? mend mee , and by all pretty oathes that are not dange-
Rof. Are you not good? rous, if you breake one iot of your promife.or come one
Orl. I hopefo. minute behindc your houre, I will thinke you the moft
*
Rofalind. Why then ,
can one defiretoo much of a patheticall breake-promife, and the moft hollow louer
good thing Come lifter, you (hall be the Prieft, and
j and the moft vn worthy ot her you ca)l Rofiltnde , that
martie vs giue me your hand Orlando ; What doc you may bee chofenouc of the groflebandofthe vnfaith-
fay lifter l full : therefore beware my ccnfure, and keep your pro-

Orl. Pray thee marrie vs. mife.

Cel, I cannot fay the words. Orl. With no lefTe religion, then if thou were indeed
Rof. You muft begin, will you Orlando. my Rofalind : fo adieu.
Cel. Goc too : wil you Orlando, haue to wife this Ro- Rof. Well, Time is the oldeluffice that examines all
falind} fuch offenders, and let time try : adieu. Exit.
Orl. I will. I Ctl. You haue Amply mifus’d ourfcxeinyourloue-

_ . . _ prate:
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20a < vifsjyou likg it.

prate : we tnuft haue your doublet and hofe pluckt ouer And play the fwaggerer, beare this, besre all:
your head, and {hew the world what the bird hath done Shee faies I am not faire,that I lacke manners,
to her owne neaft. She calls me proud, and that {he could not loue me
Rof. O
coz,coz,coz : my pretty little coz, that thou Were man as rare as Phenix : 'od’sms will.
didft know how many fathome deepc I am in loue : but Her loue is not the Hare that I doe hunt,
it cannot bee founded: my affc&ion hath anvnknowne Why writes {he fo to me ? well Sheplicard,well,
bottome.like the Bay of Portugall. This is a Letter of your owne dcuicc.
Cel. Or rather bottorolcffe, thatasfaftasyoupoure Sil. No, I proteft,I know not the contents,
affe&ion in, in runs out. Phebe did write it.

Rof. No,thatfame wicked Baftard ofFirww, that was Ref. Come,come,you t,re a foole.
begot of thought, concern'd of fpleene, and borne of And turn’d into the extremity of loue.
madneffc, that blinde rafcally boy , thatabufes euery 1 faw her hand,fhe has a Icathcrne hand,
ones eyes, bccaufe his owne are out , let him bee judge, A freeftonc coloured hand : 1 verily did thinke
how deepe I am in loue ilc tell thee Aliena, cannot be
: That her old gloucs were on.but twas her hands:
out of the fight of Orlando lie goe finde a fhadow, and She has a hufwiues hand, but that’s no matter
figh till he come. I fay flicncuer did inuent this letter,
Cel. And lie fleepc. Exemt This is a roans inuention, and his hand.
Sil. Sure it is hers. ,

Rof. Why.tis a boy flerous anda cruell ftile,

A ftile for challengers : why ,flie defies me.
Seen a St cun da. Like TurketoChriftian womens gentle braine :

C ould not drop forth fuch giant rude inuention.

Such Eihiop words, blacker in their effeft
Enter Liquet and Lords , Forreflers. Then in their countenance will you hcate the letter ? :

Stl. So pleafe you, for I ncuer heard it yet

Jaq. Which is he that killed the Dearc ? Yet heard too much oflhebes cruelcie.
Lord. Sir.it was I. Rof. She Phehes me marke how the tyrant writes.
:

laq. Let’s prefent him to the Duke like aRomane Read. Art thou god) to Shepherd turn'd ?
Conquerour, and it would doc well to fet the Deares That a maidens heart hath turn’d.
horns vpon his head, for a branch of vi&ory ; haue you Can a woman raile thus ?

no fong Forrefier for chis purpole? Stl. Call you this railing?

Lord. Yes Sir. Rof. Read. Why ,

thy godhead laid a Bart,

Iacj. Sing it :’tis no matter how it bee in tune, fo it Warfi thou with a womans heart ?
make noyfe enough. Did you euer heare luch railing ?
While f the eye ofman did wooe me.
Muficke, Song. That could do no vengeance to me.
What jball be haue that ktld the Deare ? v Meaning me a bealt.

His Leather skin find homes to weave : Ifthe feorne ofyour bright eine
Then ftng him home, the refl /hall beare this burthen • Haue power to raife fuch loue in mine 9
Tik" thou no feorne to weare the home ,
A lacfe, in me what firange effett
,

It was a crejl ere thou wafl borne , Would they worke in milde afpecl ?
Thy fathers father wore it , Whilesyou chid me / did hue. ,

And thy father bore it. How then might your praters moue ?
The home, the home,the lafty home, He that brings this loue to thee
Is not a thing to laugh to feorne. Exeunt. Little by owes tbs Loue in me
And by him feale vp thy minde ,

Whether that thy youth andkynde

Will the faithfull offer take
Secern Tertia.
Ofme, and all that 1 can make,
O r elfe by him my loue done
And then lie (Indie how to die.
Enter Rofalindand Celia. Sil. Call you this chiding ?
“Rof. How fay you now, is it not paft two a clock ? (fel‘ Alas poore Shepheard.
And heere much Orlando. Ref. Doe you pitty him ? No,hedcferuesnopittyt
Cel. I warrant you, with pure loue,& troubled brain, wiltthou loue fuch a woman ? what to make thee an in-
Enter Stiluses. ftrumcnt.and play falfe ftraines vpon thce.? not to be en-
Heh 3 tht’anchisbowand arrowes,andis goneforth dur’d.Well,goeyourwaytoher;(forl lccLouehath
To fleepc looke who comes heere.
: made thee a tame fnake) and fay this to her j That if fhe
Sil. My errand is to you,fairc youth. loue me, I charge her to loue thee : if (he will not, I will

My gentle Phebe, did bid me giue you this neuer haue her,vnle{fe thou intreat for her : if you bee a
I know not the contcnts,bucasI guefle true louer hence, and not a word ; for Here comes more
By the fterne brow,and wafpifh aftion company. . ., j Exit. Sil.
Wlrich fhe did vfe, as fhe was writing ofit, .

Itbeares an angry tenure ; pardon me , Enter Glitter. k»ow)

I am but as a guiltleffe meflenger. Olitt. Good morrow, faire ones : pray you, (ifyou
Rof. Patiene 'r felfc would ftartlc at this letter, Where in the Purlcws of this Forreft,ftands
A
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When from the firft to laft betwixt vs two,
A £hccp-coat,fcnc’dabour with Oliue-trees. Tcarcs our recountments had moftkindcly bath’d.
Cel. Weft of this place.down in the neighbor bottom
murmuring ftreame As how I came into that Defert place.
The ranke of Oz.iers,by the me to the gentle Duke,
hand, brings you to the place: 1 briefe,he led
Left on your right
I

houfe doth keepe it felfe, Who gaue me frefh aray ,and entertainment.
But at this howrc,thc Committing me vnto my brothers loue
There’s none within.
[

may profit by a tongue, Who led me inftantly vnto his Caue ,

Oli. If that an eye
you by description, There ftript himfelfe, and heerevponhis arme
Then fhould I know
|

yeeres : the boy is faire, The Lyonnefte had tome fome flefh away
Such garmcnts,and fuch Which all this while had bled; and now he
and beftowes himfelfe fainted t
Of femall fauour,
|

fifter the woman low And cride in vpon Rofalmde.

fainting
Like a ripe :

are not you Briefe,I recouer’d him,bound vp his wound.

And browner then her brochcr :

And after fome froall fpace, being ftrong at heart.

enquire tor ?
The owner of the houfe I did He fent me hither, ftranger as I am
isnoboaft.bcing ask’d,to fay we are.
Cel. It
commend him to you both, To tell this ftory,that you might excufe
Oli. Orlando doth
His broken promife,and to giue this napkin
I
And to that youth hee calls his Rofahnd, Died in this bloud, vnto the Shcpheard youth.
you he i
He fends this bloudy napkin; are That he in fporc doth call his Rofahnd.
whatmuft wevnderftand by this?
Rof. Iam :

Some of my ft>ame,if you will know of me (fel. Why how now Gammedfweet Gammed.
Oli .

Oli. Many will fwoon when

they do look on bloud.
Whatman I am, and how, and why, and where
Cel. There is more in it ; Cofen Ganimed.
This handkercher was ftain’d.
I
Oli. Looke,he recouers.
Cel. I pray you tell it.
parted from you, Rof. I would I were at home.
Oh. When laft the y or.g Orlando
againe Cel. Wee’ll lead you thither:
Hcleftapromife toreturne
pray you will you take him by the arme.
!

the Forrcft
Within an houre.and pacing through
I

fweet and bitter fancie, Oli. Be of good cheere youth ou a man?

Chewing the food of : y

You lacke a mans heart.

Loc what befell he threw his eye
afide,
:

Rof. I doefo, I confefteit

And marke what obietft did prefent it
lel'e

Oakc, whofe bows were mofs’d with age Ah,ftrra, abody would thinke this was well counterfei-
Vnder an old
ted, I pray you tell your brother how well I counterfei-
1

And high top,bald with dric antiquicie

ted heigh -ho.
A wretched ragged man, ore-grownc with hairc
:
I

his neckc This was not counterfeit, there is too great te-
Oli.
Lay deeping on his back ; about
ftimony in your complexion,that it was a paffion of ear-
greene and guilded fnake had wreath’d it
felfe,
A neft.
approach’d
j

nimble threats
Who with her head, in
you.
Rof. Counterfeit, afture
The opening of his mouth but fodainly
I
:

Well then,take a good heart, and counterfeit to

Oli.
Seeing Orlando, it vnlink d it felfe,
be a man. :
And with indented glides, did dip away
. .

fhade Rof. So I doe but yfaith, I fliould haue beene a wo-

Into a budi, vnder which bufhes
:

man by right.
\ Lyonnefte, with vdders all drawne drie,
Cel. Come, you looke paler and paler.pray you draw
.
Lay cow-chin g head on ground, with catlike watch
homewards: good fir, goe with vs.
When that the deeping man fhould ftirre tor tis ; j

Oli. That will I :for I muft beare anfwcre backe

dilpofition of that bcaft
i

The royall
How you excufe my brother, Rofaltnd.
To prey on nothing, that doth feeme as dead
I

Rof. I fhall deuife fomething but I pray you com-

This feene, Orlando did approach the man,
:

mend my counterfeiting to him will you goe?

And found it was his brother, his elder brother.
:

Exeunt.
Cel. O
I haue heard him
fpeakeofthat fame brother,
And he did render him the mod vnnaturall

That liu’d amongft men.

Oli. And well he might fo doe, ^JBus Quintus ScenaTrtma. .

;
For well I know he was vnnaturall.
r
Rof. But to Orlando: did he
leaue him there

Food to the fuck’d and hungry LyonneiTe ?

Enter (flovone and Awdrie.
Oli. Twice did he turne his backe,and purpos’d fo
But kindneffe, nobler euer then reuenge,
And Nature ftrongerthen hisiuft occafion
Clow. We fiiall finde a time Awdrie ,
patience gen-

to the Lyonnefte tle Awdrtc.

Made him giuc battell :

which hurtling Awd. Faith the Prieft was good enough, for all the
Who quickly fell before him, in
oldc gentlemans faying.
j

From miferable {lumber I awaked.

Clow. Amoft wicked Sir Oliuer, Awdrie, a moft vile
Cel. Are you his brother ?
CMar-texc. But Awdrie, there is. ayouchheereinthe
Rof. Was’t you he refeu’d ?
Forreft layes claime to you.
Cel. Was’t you that did fo oft coritriue to kill him ?
Awd. I, I know who ’tis; hchathnointereft in mce
Oli. ’Twas I but ’tis not I I doe not ftiame
: :

world : here comes the man you raeanc.

I To tell you what I was, fince my cor rfion i in the

I So fweeetly taftes, being the thing I am. ‘ Enter JVtUiam.

Rof But for the bloody napkin ?
(fl0. It is meat and JrinkctometofeeaClownc,by
OH By and by:
-
my
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194 Atyou like it.

my troth, we that hauc good wits, haue much to anfwer And louing woo? and wooing, fliefiiould
for : we fha)l be flouting we cannot hold. graunt ? And
:
j will you perfeuer to enioy her?
Will. Good eu’n Audrey. °i. Neither call the giddinefle ofit
in queftion
Jlnd. God ye good eu’n william. pouertie of her, the fmail acquaintance, my
j the

And good eu’n to you Sir.*.

Will. fodaine wo-
S’ nor ^daine confcnting : but fay with mce, I loue
in
Clo. Good cu’n
gentle friend. Goner thy head,couer !

Aliena fay with her, that fhe loues mee

:

thy head Nay prethce beeeouer’d. Howoldearevou

:
I
; confent with
both » t! at wc ma ^ioy each other : it (hall
Friend? I
l y be to your
good : for my fathers houfe, and all the reuen
WtR. Fiueand twentieSir. !
new, that
wzsoXaSix Rowlands willleftatevponyou,
Orl. A ripe age Is thy nam e William
j
and heere
:
? liue and die a Shepherd.
Clo* william , fir.

Clo. Afairename- Was’c borne i'th Forrcft heere?

Snter Rpfaltnd.
Will. I fir,I thanke God.
Clo. Thanke God : A good anfwer .% Orl. You haue my confent.
Art rich ?
Let your Wedding be to morrow : thither will I
Will. ’Faith fir, fo,fo.
Inuite the Duke, and all s contented followers:
O'- So,fo,is good, very good, very excellent good: Go you, and prepare Alien*-, for looke you < >

and yet it is not, it is but fo, fo: Heere comes my Rofaltnde.

Art thou wife ?
j
Rof.God faue you brother.
Will. I fir, I hauc a prettie wit. Ol. Andyoufairefifter.
Why,thou iaift well. I do now remember a fay-
Clo.
Rof Oh my deerc Orlando, how
ing The Foole doth thinke he is wife, but the wifeman
:
it greeues me to fee
thee weare thy heart in a fearfe.
knowes himfelfe to be a Foole. The Heathen Philofo- Orl. Itismyarme.
pher, when he had a defire to cate a Grape, would open
Rof. I thought thy heart had bcene wounded with
his lips when he put it into his mouth, meaning there-
the dawesofa Lion.
by, that Grapes were made to eace, and lippes to open. Orl. Wounded it
but with the eyes ofa Lady.
is,
You do loue this maid ? Rof. Did your brother tell you how
1 counterfeytcd
WiiL I do fit.
to iound.whcn he fliew’d me your
i

handkcrcher ?
Clo. Giue me your hand : Art thou Learned ? Orl. I, and greater wonders then
that.
. Will. No fir. Rof O, I know where you are: nay, tis true:
Then lcarne there
Clo. of me, To hauc, is to hauc. For
this wasneuer any thing fo fodaine, but the
fight of two
it is a figure in Rhetoricke, that drink being
powr'd out \ammes,and Cejars Thrafonicall braggeof
I came.faw,
of a cup into a glade, by filling the one, doth empty the and ouercome. For your brother,
and my filler, no foo-
other. For all your Writers do confent, that
ipfe is hee ner met, but they look'd : no fooner look’d, but
now you are not ip/e, for I am he. they
lou’d no looner lou’d,but they figh’d no fooner
;
figh’d :
Will. Which he fir? but they ask’d one another the reafon
no fooner knew :
Clo. He fir, that muft marrie this woman: Therefore the reafon, but they fought the
remedie: and in thefc
fou Clowne, abandon which is in the vulgar, leauc the degrees, haue they
:
madeapaireof fiaires to marriage,
focietie: which in the boorifh, is companie, of this fe- which they will climbe inco*inent, or elfe
bee inconti-
male: which in the common, is woman: whichtoge- nent before marriage they arc in the verie wrath of
;
ther, is, abandon the foeiety of this Female, or Clowne lone, and they will together
. Clubbes cannot ran
thou perifheft: or to thy better vnderftanding.dyeft or them. 1
;

(to wit) I kill thee, make thee away,tranflatc^ thy life in- Orl. They fhall be married tomorrow: and I will
to death, thy libertie into bondage: I willdealcin poy- bid the Duke to the Nuptiall. But 0,how bitter a thing
fon with thee, or in baflinado,or in fleelc: I will bandy it is,to looke into happincs through another
mans eies:
with thee in fusion, 1 will ore-run thee withipolicc I : by fo much the more fhall I to morrow be at
the height
will kill thee a hundred and fifty wayes, therefore treni- of heart heauinefle. by how much
ale and depart.
1 Aral thinke my bro-
ther happie,in hauing what he wiflies for.
And. Do good WiRiam. R°f Why then to morrow, I cannot ferue your turne
Will-. God reft you merry fir. Exit for Rofalindl
7

Orl. I can liue

no longer by thinking.
Enter Conn. R°f I will wearie
you then no longer with idle cal—
king. Know of me then (for now fpeake
I to fome pur -
Cor. OurMafter and MiftrefTefcekes you : cornea- pofe)that I know you 3re a Gentleman of
good conceit:
way, away#. ...j I fpeake not this, that you
,
fhould beare a good opinion
Clo. Trip Andy, rrip Atidrj t l attend, of my knowledge ; iniomuch (I fay) I know
you atcmci-
attend. Exeunt ther do I labor tor a greater efteemc then
may in fome
* little meafure draw .a beleefc
-'
from you, to do your fclfe
.-T n " .h'o: v firm / O good, and not to grace me. Beleeue then, if you
pleafe,
that I can do ftrauge things
ScmdSecunda
.rov
.
:..fi. '.L
’
I haue finccL was three
yeare old conuerft with a Magician,
:

.. .10
moft profound in
— i
' .’--y his Artaud yet not damnable, ifyoudoloue Rofalmde
i.j. foneere the hart, as your gefture cries it out: when
•

Oil'
'

. 1 rjil .
.... j
your
Enter Orlando dr O liner. brother marries Aliena,Cilali you marrie hcr.J
Orl. 1s p off! bl e, tbaconfo
know. in-
t little acquaintance you to what ftraights ofFortiuncOieis driucn, and
it ,is not
f could like-hcr i that,lu^c fitting, yctUifijouldJtoDeiier ? impoffible to me, if it appear e not
fncoftuetyept 1
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Asyou like it. 205

A fliecp-coat, fenc’d about with Oliue-trees. When from thefirft to laft beewixt vs two,
Cel.Weft of this place, down in the neighbor bottom Tearcs our recountments had moft kindcly bath’d.
The ranke of Oziers,by the murmuring ftreame As how I came into that Defert place.
Left on yout right hand, bring* you to the place: Ibricfe,heledmetothegencle Duke,
But at this howre,the houfe dothkeepe it felfe. Who gaue me frefh aray.and entertainment.
There’s none within. Committing me vnto my brothers loue
Oli. If that an eye may profit by a tongue. Who led me inftantly vnto his Caue ,
Then fhould I know you by description, There ftript himfclfe, and heere vpon his arme
Such garmcnts,and fuch yeeres : the boy is faire, The Lyonnefle had tome fome flefh away
Of femall fauour, and beftowes himfclfe Which all this while had bled ; and now he fainted
Like a ripeAfter the woman low
:
And cride in fainting vpon Rofalmde.
And browner then her brother are not you : Briefe,I recouer’d him, bound vp his wound,

The owner of the houfe I did enquire for ? And after fome fmall fpacc,being ftrowg at heart.
Cel. It is no boaft.being ask’d,to fay we are. He fent me hither, flranger as I am
Oh. Orlando doth commend him to you both. To tell this flory, that you might excufe
And to that youth hee calls his Rofahnd, His broken promife, and to giue this napkin
He fends this bloudy napkin are you he ;
f Died in this bloud, vnto the Shepheard youth,
Rof.Iam whatmuft we vnderftand by this?
:
That he in fport doth call his Rofahnd.
Oh. Some of my (hame.ifyou will know of me fel. Why how now Gammed, fweet Cammed.
Whatman I am, and how, and why, and where Oh. Many will fwoon when they do look on bloud.
This handkercher was ftain’d. Cel. There is more in it Cofcn Gammed.
;

Cel. I pray you tell it. Oh. Looke,hc recouers.

Oli. When laft the yong Orlando parted from yoH, Rot. I would I were at home.
Cel. Wee’lllead you thither:
He left a promife to returne againe
Within an houre.and pacing through the Forreft , I pray you will you take him by the arme.

Chewing the food of fweet and bitter fancie, Oli. Be of good cheere youth
y ou 3 man? :

Loe what befell he threw his eye afidc,

: You lacke a mans heart.
And marke what obieift did prefent it felte Rof I doe fo, I confefle it
Vnder an old Oake, whofe bows were mofs’d with age Ah,firra, a body would thinke this was well counterfei-

And high top,bald with drie antiquitie ted, I pray you tell your brother how well I counterfei-

A wretched agged man,orc-grownc with haire

l
ted : heigh-ho.
Lay deeping on his back ; about his necke Oli. This was not counterfeit, there i* too great te-
A greene and guilded fnake had wreath’d it felfe. ftimony in your complexion, that it was a paffion of ear-

Who with her head, nimble in threats approach’d ned.

The opening of his mouth but fodainly : Rof. Counterfeit, I allure you.

Seeing Orlando, it unlink’d it felfe, Well then,takc a good heart, and counterfeit to
Oli.

And with indented glides, did dip away be a man.

Into a bufh, vnder which bufhes (hade Rof. So I doe but yfaith, 1 fliould haue beenc a wo-
:

A Lyonnefle, with vdders all drawne drie. man by right

Lay cowchinghead on ground, with catlike watch Cel. Comc,you looke paler andpaleripray you draw

When that the deeping man fhould flirre ;

for ’tis homewards good fir, goc with vs.
:

The royall of that bead:

difpofition That will I fori mufl beate anfwerc backe
Oli. :

To prey on nothing, that doth feeme as dead How you excufe my brother, Rofahnd.
This feene, Orlando did approach the man. Rof. I fhall deuile fomething but I pray you com- :

And found ic was his brother, his elder brother. !

mend my counterfeiting to him : will you goe ?
Cel. O I haue heard him fpeakeofthat fame brother, Exeunt.
And he did render him the mod vnnaturall
That liu’d amongd men.
Oli. And well he might fo doc.
For well I know he was vnnaturall.
sJUus Quintus ScenaTiima . .

'Rtf. But to Orlando: did heleaue him there

Food to the fuck’d and hungry Lyonnefle ?
Olt. Twice did he turne his backc,and purpos’d fo :
Enter flowne and Awdne.
But kindneffe, nobler cuer then reuenge,
And Nature dronger then his iud occafion Clow. We fhall finde a time Awdrte ,
paticncegcn-
Made him giuc battell to the Lyonnefle tle Awdne,
Who quickly fell before him, in which hurtling Awd. Faith the Prieft was good enough,for all the

From miferable dumber I awaked. olde gentlemans faying.

Cel. Arc you his brother ? Clow. A
moft wicked Sir Ohucr,Awdrie, a moft vile
Rof. W you he refeu'd ?
as’t t^Mar text. But Awdrie there is a youth heere in the
Forreft layes claime to you.
,

Cel. Was’t you that did fo oft contriuetokillhim?

Oli. ’Twas I but ’tis not I I doc not flume
: :
Awd. I, I know who ’tis he hath nointerdft inmee :

To tell you what I was, fince my conuerfion in the world here comes the man you meane.
:

So fweectly taftes, being the thing I am.

Enter tf'ttham,
Rof, But for the bloody napkin ?
Oli. By and by: O'- It is meat and drinke to me to fee a Clowne, by
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204 As you lil^e it.

my troth, we that haue good wits,haue much to anfvvcr And louing woo? and wooing, fre fiiould grauiit ? And
for: we {hall be flouting we cannot hold. ;
will you perfeuer to enioy her ?
WtH. Good eu'n Audrey. 01. Neither call the giddinefleofit in quettion; the
And. God ye good eu'n William. pouertie ofher, the Imall acquaintance, my fodaine wo-
WtB. And good eu’n to you Sir.* ing, nor fodaine confcnting : but fay with mce,
I loue
Clo. Good eu’n gentle friend. Coucr thy head,coucr Aliena fay with her, that fire loues mee confent
:
; with
thy head : Nay prcthec bcceoucrd. How olde are you both, that we may enioy each other : it fiiall be to your
Friend ? good : for my fathers houfe, and all the reuennew, that
Wid. Fiue and twenticSir. was old Sir Rowlands will 1 eftatc vpon you, and heerc
po. A ripe age : Is thy name ITiHi/tm ? liuc and die a Shepherd.
Witt.
Cl*. Afairenamc. Was’t borne ith Forrett hccre? Enter Rofalind.
thankeGod.
I fir,I

C!o. Thanke God A good anfwcr : Orl. You haue my confent.

Art rich ? Let your Wedding be to morrow : thither will I
Witt, ’Faith fir,fo,fo. Inuitc the Duke, and contented followers:
all's
pc. S©,fo,is good, very good, very excellent good: Go you, and prepare Alitner, forlooke you,
3nd yet it is not, it is but fo r lo: Heere comes try Rcftlmde.
Art thou wife? Rof God laue you brother.
j

Will. I fir, I haue a prettie wit. Ol. And you fairc fitter.
Cl*. Why, thou iaitt well. I do now remember a fay- Rof Oli nty deetc Orlando, how it grecucs me to fee
ing The Foolc doth thinkc he is wife, but the wileman
:
I
(

thee wearc thy hearc in a fcarfe.

knoweshimfelfc to be a Foole. The Heathen Philofo- Orl. Itismyarroe.
pher, when he had a defirc to cate a Grape, would open Rof. I thought thy heart had beene wounded with
his lips when he put ic into his mouth, meaning there- the clavvesofa Lion.
by, that Grapes were made to cate, and lippes to open. Orl, \V viunded it but with the eyes of a Lady.
is,
You do loue this maid ? Rof. Did your brother
tell you how I counterteyted
Will. I do fit. to iound,w hen he fiicw’d me your handkercher
?
Clo. Giue me your hand : Art thou Learned ? Orl. I, and greater wonders then chat.
Will, No fir. Rof. O, I know where you aic nay, tistrue there
: :

Cl*. Then learnc this of me, T o haue, is to haue. For was ncuer any thing fo fodaine, but the fight of two
it isa figurcin Rhetoricke, that drink being powod out Rammcs,and Cefars Thraionicall braggeot 1 came,law,
of a cup into a glade, by filling the one, doth empty the and ouercomc. For your brother, and my fitter, no foo-
other. For all your Writers do confent, that ;pfe is hcc ncr met, but they look'd no fooner look’d, but they
:

now you arenot/p/e, for I am he. lou’d ; no fooner lou'd.but they figh’d :no
fooner figh’d
will. Which he fir ? bucchey ask’d one another thercafon :no fooner knew
Cl*. He fir, that mud marrie this woman: Therefore ciie rcafon, but they fought the remedie:
and in thele
you Clowne, abandon which is in the vulgar, lcaue the
: ceg. ecs, haue they made a pairc of ftaires to
marriage,
focietie which in the boorifli, is companie, of this fe-
: which they will dimbe incontinent, or elfe bee inconti-
male which in the common, is woman which toge-
:
: nent before marriage they are in the verie wrath of
;
ther, is, abandon the iocicty of this Female, or Clowne loce, and they will together . Clubbes cannot part
thou perifhett: or to thy better vndcrttanding.dycft ; or them.
(to wit) I kill thee, make thee away,tranflatc thy life in- Orl. They iliall be married tomorrow and : I will
to death, thy libertic into bondage : I will deale in noy- bid the Duke to the Nuptiall. Rut 0,how bitter a
thing
fon with thee, or in battinado,or in fieele : I will bandy it is,to locke inco happincs through another mans eies:
with thee in faction, I will ore-run thee withipolicc: I by fo .niich the more iliall I to morrow be at the height
will kill thee a hundred and fifty waves, therefore trem- of heart heauinefle. by how much 1 fh.il chinke my bro-
ble and depart. ther hippie, in hauing what he wifhes *or.
stud. Do good IFtRtam. Why then to morrow, I c annot leruc your turne
Rof
V riR. God rett you merry fir. Exit for Refahnd ?
Orl. I can liue no longer by thinking.
Enter Conn. R°f I will vvearie you then no longer with idle tal-
king. Know of me then ^for now I fpeake to fome pur-
Cer. OurMafter and Miftrcffcfcckes you : come a- pofe)th 2 t I know you are a Gentleman ofgood conceit:
way,away. I ipeake net this, that you fhould bearc a good opinion
Clo. T rip Audrj } trip A;:drj 1 attend, ot my knowledge iniomuch (I fay) know you arc:nei-
} : 1

1 attend. Exeunt ther do I labor for a greater efteeme then may in fome
little mealure draw a beleefc from you, to do your
ielfe
good, and not to grace me. Beleeue then, if you pleafe,
that I can do rtrange things I haue fince 1 w as three
ScwnaSecunda. :

yeare old conuerft with a Magician, moft profound in

his Art, and yec not damnable, ifyoudoloue Roftlindt
fo necre the hart, a* your geftu.te cries it out w hen your :
Enter Orlando cr O liner. brother marries Altena , fiiall you marrie her. I know in-
Orl. 1s t poflible, that on fo little acquaintance you to what ftraights ot Fortune file is driuen, and it is not
flaoi’ldlike her i that, but feckig, youfiiouid loue her ? impoflible to me, if it appearc not inconuenient toy ou,
to
 i : k , . ,

Asywlil{efa. 2Gy
to (Mret before yoir eyes to raorro'w.humane as fhe is,
1 Heere corae two of the banifiVd Dukes Pages.
E*ter two Pages.' 'ioy uc;
and without any danger.
in fober meanmgi ?
c3 I .P<s, Wel raet honeft Gentleman.
Orl Speak’ft thdu
Clo. By my troth well mec come, fit, fit, anda fong, :

IfayT i.Ta. We are for you, fit i’th middle.

ray, bid yi — r
i.Fa. Shal we dap into’t roundly, without hauking,'

row you and to RtfaUndifjon will.

(ball:
,E3 or (pitting, or faying we arc hdarlc, which are the onely
Enter Silutus dr The be
' L'Ofn-cji'i prologues to a bad voice.
Looke,here comes a Loder of mine,' and a loHef'6f hers. z.Pa. I faith, y'faich, and both in a tune like two
Yderh,}ouhade'donemcmudt vngeritlcneffe^
The. gipfics on a horfe. i

Songint. •’

To (hew thelettcr'tha‘t.1 writ to you.'

Itwas a Letter , and his Ioffe,
;
Rof. 1 carenotjfl haue ritismy ftudie
With a hey, anda ho, end a hey ntnino.
To iecme'defpighcfuilif.d Argentic to you
That o' re the greene cerne fetid dsdpajfe,
youare thefefoilowe^'hy a faithful fhephcard,
I the If ting ttme, the onelypretty rang time
Lookevpon him, foul; Him he worfhips you. :

Phe Good (hepheard jtell this y6uth what ’tts to louc

.
when litrds do fing,hey ding ading,diug.
Sweet Lowers loue thefiring,
Stl. Itistobeall madcoffighcsaMteares,

And am I for Phebe:

fo
And therefore take theprefrot time,
Ifith a hey,& a ho, and * heynonino,
And I for Gan mud.
Phe.
for lone is orowned with theprime.
Orl. And I for Refilled.
bill In firing time, ere.
Kef And I for no Woman. 1

Stl. It is to be ail made ot faith and feruice.

Betweene the acres ofthe J^ie,
And fo am I for Thebe.
The. And I for Gantined.
With a bey and a ho CT a bey nonino t
Orl. And I for Rofalind. Theft pro trie Co-in; t folks would lie.
In firing time
Rof. And I for no woman.
Stl. It is to be all made offantafie.
3-' "
:rj3-l
; „.5v’ ic’uoli r.crrr *. r ; : t .O
All made ofpnflion,and all made ofwifhcs. 7 his (arrof * * an that houre
(Pith a bey a a bej nonino t
All adoration, ducic, and obferuance.
All humblenefle, all patience, and impatience, How that a it - v u, but a Blower,

A 11 puricie,- ill triad, all obfcruance : ‘

In firing ume ,&c.
And fo am I for Phebe.
Phe. And fo am I for Gammed. Ch. Truly yong Gentlemen, though there was no
great matter in the dittie, yet note was very vntunabie
Orl. And fo ami for Rofalind. f
am I for no woman. I -Pa. you are dcceiu’d Sir, we kept time, we loft not
Ref And fo
Phe. If thi s be fo, why blame you me to loue you ? our time.
Sill Ifthis why blame you me to loue you ?
be fo, Clo. By my troth ye$:I council but timeloft to heare

Orl. If this be fo, why blame yon me to loue you ? fuch a foolifh fong. God buy you, and God mend youc
Rof. Whydoyuu fpeakctoo, Why blame you mec voices. Corns Exeunt.
to loue you.
Orl. T o her .that is not heere, nor doth not heare.
Rof. Pray you no more of this, *cis like the howling
Scetia Quarta.
of lrifh Wolucs agaipll the Moone : Iwillhelpe you
ifl can would louc you if could
: I To morrow meet
I :

me altogether: 1 wil manic you, ifcuerl marrie Wo-

man, and He be married to morrow : 1 wlllfatisfie you, Enter Duke Senior, Amjcns, Tuques, Orlan-
if cuer I fatisfi’d man, and you (hall bee married to mor- do, Oliver, Celt a.

row. I wil content you, if what pleafes you contents Tit. Sen. Doft thou bdecuc Orlando , that the boy
you, and you (hal be married to morrow As you louc : Can do all thisthat lie hath promifed ?
Rofahnd meet, as you loue Phebe meet, and as 1 loue no Orl. fometimes do beleeue, and fomtimes do not.
1

woman, lie meet fo fare you wel I haue left you com-
: : As thofc that feare they hope, and know they fcarc.
mands. Inter Rtfaltnde, Siluius , & Phebe.
Sil. lie not faile, iflliue, Rof, Patience once more, whiles our c5pa£l is vrg’dj
Phe. Nor I. You fay, ifl bring in your Rofahndt ,
Orl. Nor I. Exeunt, You wil beftow her on Orlando heere ?
Dw.5e.That would I,had I kingdoms to giue withhir.
^flAnd you fay you wil haUe lrer,whcn I bring hir?
Orl, That would I, were I of all kingdomes King.
Serna Tertia. Rof Y ou fay.you'l marrie me, if I be willing.
Phe, That will I, (hould I die the houre after.

Rof. Rm if you do refufe to marrie me,

Enter Clowne and Audrey. You’I giue your felfeto this moftfaithfull Sbepheard.
Or To morrow is the ioyfull day Audrey, to morow Phe. So isthe bargaine.
will we be married. Rof, Y ou fay that youT haue phebe if (he wil).
And.
I do defire it with all my heart: and I hope & is StL Though to haue her and death, were both one
no dtfhoncft defire, to defire to be a woman of^ world? thing.
S- Rap
y
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206 Asyou li^e it.

Rof. I haue promis’d co make all this matter euen r.or he durft not giuq me the lye dire# and fo wee mea- :

Keepe you your word, O Duke, to giue your daughter. fur'd fwords, and parted.
You yours Orlando, to rcceiue his daughter Iaq. Can you nominate in order now, the degrees of
Keepe you your word PMe, that you! marri.c me, Vv the lyc.
Or elfe refilling me to wed this fhepheard :
Clo. O
fir, we quarrel in print, by the booke asyou :

Keepe your word Stluitts, that you man ie her ! haue bookes for good manners I will name you the de- :

Iflhercfufeme, andfrom hence I go grees. The firft, the Retort courteous: chefecond, the
To make thefe doubts all etien. Exit Rof. and Celia. Quip-modeft the third, the reply Churli(h:the fourth
:

Du. Sen. 1 do remember in this (hepheaid boy. the Reproofe valiant : the fift, the Counterchccke quar
Some liuely touches of my daughters tauour. (
re|fome: thefixt, the Lye with circuroftance : thefca-
Orl. My Lord, the firft time that I eucr faw him, 'uenth, the Lyc diredfc all thefe you may auoyd, but the
:

Me thought he was a brotherto your daughter Lye direft and you may auoide that too, with an If.
:

But my good Lord, this Boy is Forreft borne, knew when feuen Iufticcs could not take vp a Quarrell,
And hath bin tutor’d in the rudiments but when the parties were met themfelues, one of them
Of many defperatc ftudies,by his vnckle. thought but of an If j as if you faiide fo, then 1 faide fo :
Whom he reports tp be a great Magman. and they (hooke hands, and fworc brothers. Your If, is
Enter Clovone and Audrey. the onely peace-maker: much vertue in if.
Obfcured in the circle of this Forreft. Iaq. Is not this a rare fellow my Lord ? He’s as gooc
Iaq. There is lure another flood toward, and tbefe atany thing, and yet a foole.
couples arc comming to the Arke. Here comes a payre Du Se .He vies his folly like a flalking-horfe, and vn-
ofverieftrangebcafls, which in all tongues, are call’d der the prefentation of that he (hoots his wit.
Fooles.
£7o. Salutation arid greeting to you all. . Enter Hymen, Rofalind, and Celia.
Iaq. Lord, bid him welcome rThisisthc
Good my Still Muficke.
Motley-minded Gentleman, that 1 h3ue lo ofteu met in Hymen Then « there mirth
. itt Iteauen,
the Forreft: he hath bin a Courtier he fweares. ly hen earthly things made eauen
Clo. If any man doubt that , lethimputmeeto my attone together.
purgation, I hauetrod amcafure, 1 haueflattred a Lady, Good Duff rcceiue thy daughter,
1 haue bin politicke with my friend, imooth with mine Hymen from Heauen brought her,
eaemie, I haue vndone three T ailors, I haue had toure Tea brought her hether.
quarrels, and like to haue fought one. That thou mightft ioyne hit hand with hit,
Iaq. And how was that tane vp ? Whofe heart within his bofonte is.
C/e. 'Faith we met, and found the quarrel was vpon Rof. To you I giue my felte, for I am your*.
the feuenth caufe. To you I giue my (elfe, for lata yours.
Iaq. How feuenth caufe ? Good my Lord, like this Du.Se If there be truth in fight, you are my daughter.
fellow. n'- Orl. If there be truth in fight,you are my Rofalind.
Du.Se. Ilikehim very well. Pbe.lf fight &: (hape be true, why then my loue adieu
Clo. God’ildyou you of the like I prefle
fir, 1 defire : He haue no Father, ifyou be not he
Rof. :

in hcere fir,amongft the reft ofthe Country copulatiucs liehaue no Husband, ifyou be not he :
tofweare,and toforfweare, according as mariagebinds Nor ne’re wed woman, if you be not (hee.
and blood breakes a poore virgin flr,an il-fauor’d thing
: Hy. Peace hoa I barre confufion, :

fir, but mine owne, a poore humour otmine fir, totake 'Tis I muft make condufion
that that no man elfe will lichhoneftie dwels liken mi-
: Of thefe moft ftrange euents
fer fir, in a poore houfc, as your Pearle in your (oulc oy- Here’s eight that muft take hands.
ftcr. To ioyne in Hymens bands,
Du.Se. By my faith, heis very fwifc,and fententious If truth holds true contents.
Clo. According to the fooles bolt fir, and fuch dulcet You and you, no croffe (hall part
difeafes. Y ou and you, arc hart in hart
Iaq. But for the feuenth caufe . How did you finde You, to his louc muft accord,
the quarrell on the feuenth caufe ? Or haue a Woman to your Lord.
Clo Vpon a lye, feuen times remoued : (be3re your You and you, are fure together.
bodiemore Teeming Audry) as thus fir I did diflike the : As the Winter to fowlc Weather
cut of a certaine Courricrs beard he fent me word, if I : Whiles a Wcdlocke Hymne wefing,
faid his beard W3S not cut well, hee was in the mincLe it Fecde your felues with queftioning :

was: this is call’d the retort courteous. If I fent him That reafon, wonder may diminim
word againe, it was not well cut, he wold fend me word How thus we met, and thefe things finifli.
he cut it to pleafe himfelfctthis is call’d the quip modeft. Song.
If againe, it was not well cut, he difabled my tudgment Wedding is great lunos crowne,
this is called, the reply churlilh.If againe it was not well O bleffed bond of btord and bed
cut, he would anfweiT fpakc not true: this is call'd the ’ Tis Hymen peoples euerie towHe,
reproofe valiant. If againe, it was not wcjlcut, he wold High wedlockjhen be honored:
fay, I lie this is call’d the counter-checke quarrclfome
: Honor , high honor and renowut
and fo ro lye circumftantiall,and the lye diredh To Hymen, God ofetterie Tewno.
laq. And how oft did you fay his beard was not well
cut? 1lu.Se. O my deere Neece, welcome thou art to me,
Clo. I durft go no further then the lyc circumftantial: Euen daughter wclceme, in no lefie degree.
Phe.
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Phe. I wil not catemy word, now thou art mine. z.'Bro. He hath.
Thy faith, my fancte to thee doth combine. Ittef* To him will I
out of thefe conucrtites.
:

There is much matterbe heard, and Ie 2 rn’d

to :

Enter Second Brother. yod to your former Honor, 1 bequeath

•z.'Bro. Let me hauc audience
for a word or two; your patience, and your vertue, well defenses it.
am the fecond lonne of old Sir'Fowland, you to a loue, that your true faith doth merit
I
That bring thefe tidings to this faire affembly. you to your land, and loue, and great allies
‘Duke Frederick^ hearing how that euerie
day. you to a long, and well deferued bed
Vienof great worth reforted to this forreft^ And you to wrangling, for thy louing voyage
Is but for two moneths vidhiall’d So to yottr pleafures,
Addreft a mightie power, which were on foGte :

owne conduft, purpbfdfy to cake 1 I am for other, then for dancing mcazures.
In his ,

fay-iet, Ray.
His brother heere, and put him to the fwor'd
jDtT.Se.

And to the skirts of this wilde Wood he came 3 laq. To fecnbpafume, L: what you would haue,
Where, meeting with an old Reii gious man. lie Bay to know, yoUr abandon’d caue.
at Exit
JDu.Se. Proceed, proceed
After fome qucliion with him, was conuen^d : wee’i begin thefe rights.

Both from his enterprise, and from the world : As we dotruB, they end in true delights.
l
" Exit

not the fnfhion to lee the Ladie the Epi-

His crowne bequeathing to his baniih’d Brother, ‘Rof It is

And all their Lands reRor’d to him againe logue but ic is no more vnhandfome, then to fee the
:

That were with him exil'd. This to be true, Lord the Prologue. If it be true, that good wine needs
I do engage my life. no bulb, ’tis true, that a good.play needes no Epilogue.
‘Dtt.Se. Welcome yongman: Yet to good wine they do vfe good bufhes : and good
Thou offer’ft fairely to thy brothers wedding : playes proue the better by the helpe of good Epilogues:

To one his lands with-held, arid to the other What scale am I in then, that ain neither a good Epi-
A land it felfe ac large, a potent Dukedome. logue, nor cannot infinuate with you hi the behalfe of a
do thofc ends good play? I am not furmR/d likeaBegger, therefore
Firfl, in this Forreft,lct vs
That heetc vvete well begun, and wel begot tobeggewill not become mee. My wav is to conjure
And after, cuery of this happic number you, and lie begin with the Women. 1 charge you (O
That hauc endur'd fhtew d daics,and nights with vs, women) for the loueyou beare to men, to like as much
Shal fharc the good of our returned fortune. ofthisPhy, aspleafeyou: And Icharge you (Omen)
According to the mcafure of their Bates. for the loue you beare to women (as I perceiue by
y ur
Meane time, forget this new.falne dignithr. fimpring,noneof you hates them) that betweene you,
And fall into our Ruflickc Reuelric and the women, the play msy plcafe. If I were a Yeo-
Play Muficke, and you Brides and Bride-groomesall, man, I would kifieas many of you as had beards rhat
With mcafurc heap’d in ioy, to’th Mcafures fall. pleas'd me, complexionsthat lik’d me, and breaths that

laq. Sir, by your patience : if I heard you rightly, I defi’de rot : And I am fure, as many as hauc <»ood
The Duke hath put on a Religious life. beards, orgood faces, or fweet brc3ths,will for my kind
And throwne into negled the pompous Court. offei,when I make cqrc’Ikjbid me farewell. Exit.

FINIS.
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THE
Taming of the Shrew.
<zABu r primus. Sccena Prima.

Enter Begger and ffoftes, Cbnftophero Slj. Then take him vp, and manage well the ieft :
Carrie him gently^o my faireft Chamber,
Begger. And hang it round with all rr.y wanton pictures:
iLe pheeze y ou infaith. Balme his foule head in warme diftilled waters,
Hoft. A pairc of Itockes you rogue. And burne fweet Wood to make the Lodging fweete:
Beg. Y‘are a baggage, the Slits are no Procure me Mufickc readie when he wakes,
.vv>gucs Lookein the Chronicles, w e came T o make a dulcet and a heauenly found :

with 'Richard Conqueror therefore Bau-

in And if he chance to fpeake, be readie ftraignt

caspaliabrss, let the world Hide Seiia. t (And with a lowc fubmifliuereuerence^
the glaffes you hauc burft ? Say,what is it your Honor v vil command
Hoft. You will not pay for
:

Beg. No, not aedeniere : go by S.hromme,

goctothy Let one attend him with a liluer Bafon
Full ofRofc-water, and bcllrew’d with Flowers,
cold bed, and warme thee.
mull go fetch the Head- Another beare the Ewer: the third a Dbpetj
Hoft. I know my remediej
borough. And fay wilt pleafe your Lordlhip cook your hands.
Pr
Beg. Third, or fourth, or fift Borough, He anlwere Some one bereadie with acoftly fuitr,
him by Law. He not budge an inch boy: Let him come, And aske him what apparrel he will weare
and kindly.
'
Falles afteepe. Another tell him ofhis Hounds and Horfe,
And that lus Ladie niournes at his difeafe,
IVinde hornes. Enter a Lord from
hunting, rvith bus trabie. Pcrfwadehim that he hath bin Lunaticke,
Lo. Huntfman I charge thee, tender wcl my hounds, And when he fayes he is, fay that he dreames,
Bnch Mertman, the poore Currc lsimbofi:, For he is nothing but a mightie Lord
And couple Clowder with the deepe-mouth’d brack, This do, and do it kindly, gentle firs,
Saw’tl thou not boy how Sduer made it good It wil be paftime palling excellent,

lfit be husbanded with modeftie.

At thehedge corner, in thccouldeft fault,
would notloofethe dogge for cwentic pound.
1
l. Huntf.
My Lord I warrant you we wil pby o.urpart
Huntf. Why Belman is as good as he my Lord, As he fhall thinke by our true diligence
He erred it at the meereft lofle,
vnon He is no lefle then what we fay he is.
lent, Lord. T ake him vp gently, and to bed with him,
And twice to day pick d out the dullclt
Trull roe, 1 take him for the better
dogge. And each one to his office when he wakes,
I

Lord. Thou arc a Foole, if Eccho were as

fieete, i Sound trumpet t.
Sirrah, go fee what Trumpet ’tis that founds,
Iwould edeemc him worth a dozen fuch: I

Beiikefome Noble Gentleman that meanes

But fup them well, and looke vnto them all. 1

intend to hunt 3gatnc. (Trauelling fome iourney ) to repoie him hecre.

To morrow I
Enter Scruingman.
Huntf. I will my Lord.
Lord, What’s hecre? One dead, or drunk e
? Sec dotf 1 How now? who is it s’

Ser. An’t pleafe your Honor, Players

he breath?
2 .Hun. He breath’s my Lord.
Were he not warm n That offer fcruice to your Lordfhip,

were a bed but cold to deep fo foundly.

with Ale, this
Oh monllrous beaft,how like a fwinehclyes.
Lord.
Enter "Players .

how foule and loathfome is thine image : them come necrc:

Lord. Bid
Grim death,
on this drunken man. Nowfellowes,youare welcome.
Sirs, I will praclife
What thinke you, if he were conuey’d to bed, Players, We thanke your Honor.
Wrap’d in fweet cloathes: Rings put vpon his fingers Lord. Do you intend to ftay with me to night ?
moll delicious banquet by his bed, i.Player. So pleafe your Lordfhippc to accept our
A
And braue attendants neere him when he wakes. dutic.
Lord. With all my heart. This fellow I remember.
Would not the begger then forget himfclte ?
i.Hun, Belceue me Lord, I thinke he cannot choofe. Since ctoce he plaide a Farmcrseldelt fonne,
J
2 -Lf.li would feem fhange vnto him
when he Wfffcd Twas where you woo’d the Gentlewoman fo well:
Lord. Euen as a flatt’ring drcamc,or worthies
fancie. 1 haue forgot your name : but fure that pare
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. Wa* 4
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Was aptly fitted, and naturally perform'd. lets no more dockings then legges f>or
then backcs :
:

Sincklo.. JtBinkc’cwas Sat* chat your honor mcanes. no more fhooes then fecc,nay fometime more feete then
Lord. Tts verie true, thou didftit excellent (hooes, or fuch (hooes as my toes looke through
the o-
Well you are come to me in happic time* ucr. leather.
Thcrather for I haue fome fporc in hand, Lord. Heaucnceafe this idle humor in your
Honor.
Wherein your cunning can aflift me much Ohthatamightiemanoffuclidifcent, w.
There is a Lord will hearc you play to night Ofluch poffeirions,and fo high efteeme
But I am douotfull of your modeflics, Should be infufed with fo foule a fpirit.
Leaft (ouer-cying ofhis odde behauiour, 2?<£.What would you make me mad? Am not I
thri-
For yet his honor neucr heard a play) ft op her Site, old Sics fonne or* Burton-heath, by byrrh a
You breake into fomc merrie palTion, Pcdler, by education a Cardmakcr, by tranfmuration
a
And fo offend him : for I tell you firs, Bcare-hcard, and now by prefent profeffion a
Tinker.
If you fhould fmile, he growes impatient. Aske Marrian Hacker the fat Alewifeof^incot.iffhec*
flat. Fcare not my Lord, we can contain our felucs. know me notam : if flic (ay I not xiiii.d. on the fcore for
Were he the verieft anticke in the world. me vp for chclyingft knauein
llicere Ale, fcore
Chriften
Lord. Go firra, take them to the Butccrie, dome. What I am not beftraught here’s : .

And them friendly welcome eucrie one.

giue 3. Man.Oh this it is that makes your Ladie mourne.
Let them want nothing that my houfe affoords. 2 Mar. Oh this is it that makes your feruants droop!
Exit one with the Players. Lord. Hence comes it, chat your kindred
fliuns your
Sirra go you to Bartliolmevv my Page, As beaten hence by.your ftrangc Lunacie.
(h ou fe
And fee him dreft in all fuites like a Ladie Oh Noble Lord, bethinke thee of thy birth,
That done, coududt him to the drunkards chamber. Call home thy ancient thoughts from
banifhmenc *
And call him Madam, do him obeifance: And banifh hence abied losvlie dreames r
thele
T ell him from me (as he will win my louc) Looke how thy feruants d o attend on thee.
He beare himfclfc with honourable acbon. Each in his office readie nt thy bccke.
Such as he hath obferu’d in noble Ladies Wilt thou haue Mufickc? Harke Apollo plaics,
Mufcb
J ^
Vnto their Lords, by them accomplifhcd, Ami twcntic caged Nightingales do fing.
Such dutie to the drunkard let him do Or wilt thou (leepe? Wee’l haue thee to a Couch
With foft lowe tongue, and lowly curtcfie. Softer and Tweeter then the luftfull bed
And fay : What is’t your Honor will command. On purpofe trim’d vp for Scmiramis.
Wherein your Ladie, and your humble wife. Say thou wilt walkc we wil beftrow the ground.
:

May fhew herdutic,and makeknowne her lone. Or will thou ride ? Thy horfes fh.al be trap’d
And then with kinde embracements, tempting kifles, Their harnefle (iudded all with Gold and Pea\le.
And with declining head into his bofome Doft thou loueha*king?Thon haft hawkeswill
foarc
Bid him fhed tearcs,as being ouer-ioyed Aboue the morning Latke. Or wilt thouhunr.
To fee her noble Lord reftor’d to health, Thy hounds Bull make the Welkin anfwerihera
Who for this feuen yeares hath efteemed him And fetch eeehocs from the hollow earth.
Thrill
Nobetter then a poore and loathfomc begger 1 ManfSay thou
wilt courfc,thy gray-hounds are
as
And if the boy haue not a womans guift \s breathed Stags: I fleeter then the Roe.
(fw,ft
To raine s fhower of commanded tearcs. z M.Dol\ thou ibuepi&uresfwe wil fetch
theeftrait
An Onion wil do well for fuch a fnift, Adonis painted by a running brookc,
Which in a Napkin ("being clofc conuci'd) And Cithcrea all in ledges hid.
Shall in defpight enforce a wateric eve :
Which feeroe to moue and wanton with her breath,
Sec this difpatch’d with all the haft thou canft. Euenasthe wauing fedges play with winde.
Anon lie giue thee more inftru&ions. Lord. Wee’l fhew thee lo. as fhe was a
Maidj
v Exit aprmngman. And how flic was beguiled and furpriz’d.
I know theboy will wel vfurpethe grace, As liuelic painted, as the deede was done.
Voice, gate, and a£Hon ofa Gentlewoman : $.M.ih. Or Daphne roming through a th?rnie
I long to heare him call the drunkard husband,
wood,
Scratching her legs, that one fnal fweare fhe
bleeds.
And how my men will ftay themfelucs from laughter, And at that fight (hal fad Apollo weepe.
When they do homage to this fimplepeafant, So workmanlic the blood and tearcs are drawnc.
lie in to counfcll them haply my prefence
:
Lord. Thou art a Lord, and nothing but a
Lord.
May well abate the ouer-merric fpleenc. Thou haft a Ladie fan e more Beautiful!,
Which otherwife would grow into extreames. Then any woman in this waining age.
1 Man And
. til the tcares that fihe hath fhed for thee,
Enter aloft the drunkard with attendants fame with apparel, Like emiious floods ore-run her louely face.
,
T afan and Ewer,& other appurtenances ,£r Lord. She was the faireft creature in the world.
Teg. ForGods lake i pot offmall Ale. And yet fhee is int’eriour to none.
i.Ser. Wilt pleafe your Lord drink a cup of facke ? Beg Am I a Lord, and haue 1 fuch a Ladie
.

?
a Ser. Wiltplcale your Honor tafte of thele Con- Or do I dreamc? O; h3u e I dream’d till now?
ferucs f I do not flcepe I fee, I heare, I fpfiake
:
:

What raiment wilyour honorwearc to day.

I.Ser. I fmel fwecclauours, and I feelc foft things
s
Beg. I am Chrifiophero Sly call not tnec Honour nor Vpon my life I am a Lord indeede.
,
Lordftup: I ne re drank fackc in my life: and if you giue And not a Tinker, nor Chriftophcr Slie.
me any Conferucs,giue me conferues of Beefe: ncre ask Well, bring our Ladie hither to our fight.
tnc what raiment lie weare, for I haue no more doub» And once againe a pot o’th fmallcft Ale.
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2 .Man. Wilt pleafe your mightiuefle towaGbyour . tie,a Chriftmas gambold, br a tumbling tricke?
hands Lady. No my good Lbrd,it is more plcafing ftuffc.

j
Oh how we ioy to fee your wit reftor’d, Beg. What,houfhoid ftuffe.
Oh that once more you knew but what you are : Lady. It is a a kinde ofhiftory.
Thefcfiftecncyeercs you haue bin in a dreame, Beg. WelljWC’lfce’t:
Or when you wak’d, to wak'd as if you flept. Come Madam wife fit by my fide.
Beg. Thefe fifteenc yeeres, by my fay, a goodly nap, And let the world flip, we (hall ncrc be yonger.
But did I neuer fpeake of all that time.
I .Man. Oh yes rov Lord, but verie idle words, Tlottrijh. Enter Lucent to, and hit man Triane
For though you lay hecrc in this goodlie chamber, Luc. 7rA»/0,ifince for the great defire I had
Yet would you fay ye were beaten out of doore,
,
T o fee f airc Padua, nurferie of Arts,
And raile vpon the Hotteflc ofthchoufe. Lam arriu’d for fruitfull Lumbardie,
And you would prelent her at the Lcete,
fay The pleafant garden of great Italy,
Becaufe (he brought Hone- lugs, and no feal’d quarts And by my father* loue and leauc am arm’d
Sometimes you would call out for Cicely Hacket. With his good will, and thy good companie.
Beg. I,the womans maide of the houlc. My truftie feruant well approu’d in all,

^.wrfw.Why fir you know no houfe,nor no fuch maid Hcere let vs brcath,and haply inftitute
Nor no fuch men as you haue reckon’d vp, A courfc of Learning, and ingenious ftudies.
As Stephen She and old Ioh * Maps of Greece,
,
Ptfa renowned for graue Citizens
And Peter Turph and Henry Ttmpernell
, ,
Gaue me my being, and my fatherfirft

And twentie more fuch names and men as tlicle, A Merchant of great Trafficke through the world :

Which neuer were, nor no man euerfaw. Vincent ids come of the Bentiuoliy,
1Beg. Now Lord be thanked for my good amends. Vincent ios lonne.brough vp in Florence,

All. Amen. It (hall become to lcrue all hopes conceiu’d

T o decke his fortune with his vertuous deedes:
Enter Lady with Attendants. And therefore Tramo, for the time I (ludic,
'Ben. I thanke thee, thou ("halt not loofe by it. Vcrtue and that part of Philofophie
Lady. How fares my noble Lord ? Will I applie, that treats of happinefle.
Beg. Marrie I fare well, for neere is cheere enough. By vertue fpeeially to be atchieu’d.
Where is my wife ? Tell me thy mindc, for I haue Pifit left,
La. Heerc n^blc Lord, what is thy will with her ? And am to Tadua come, as he that leaucs
Beg. Are you mv wife, and will not cakme husband? A (hallow plafh, to plunge him in the deepe,
My men fliould call me Lord, I am your good-rnan. And with facietic feekes to quench his third. 1

1
L^s.My husband and my Lord, my Lord and husband Tra. CAIe Pardonato, gentle matter mine:
am your wife in all obedience. I am in all affeided as your felfe,
}
I
"Beg. I know it well, what muft I call her ? Glad that you thus continue your refolue,
Lord. Madam. To fucke the fweets of fweere Philofophie.
Beg. Alee Madam, or lone Madam ? Ouely (good matter) while we do admire
Lord. Madam, and nothing die, lo Lords cal Ladies This vertue, and this morall difeipline,
Beg. Madame wife, they lay that I haue dream'd, 1 et’s be no Stoickes, nor no ttockes I pray,

I
And flept aboue fome fifteen e y care or more Orfo denote to Artjletles checkes
and the time feeme’s thirty vnto me.
Lady. I, As Omd; be an out-catt quite abiur’d :

Being time abandon'd trom your bed.

all this Balke Lodgicke with acquaintance thatyou haue.
Bea. ’Tis much, fertunts lcaue me and her alone : And pracb.f: Rhetoricke in your common talke,
Madam vndrefTe you, and come now to bed. Muficke and Poefie vfe, :o quicken you ,
La. Thrice noble Lord, let me int. eat of you The Mathernatickes,and theMetaphyfickes
To pardon me yet for a nigh tor two Fall to them as you finde your ttonucke fei ucs you:

Or if not fo, vntill the Sun be let. No profit growes, where is no pleafurp tar.e :

For your Phyfitians haue expreffcly charg'd, In briefe fir, ttudte what you mod affeitt.

In perill to incurreyour former malady. Luc. Gramercits Tranio well doft thou aduife,

That I fhould yet ablent me from your bed : \fBiondello thou wert come a(hore.

I hope this reafon (lands

for myexcufc. We could at once put vs in readinefle,
Beg. I, it (lands fo that 1 may hardly tarry folong: And take a Lodging fit to entettaine

But I would be loth ro fall into my

dreames sgaine : 1 Such friends (as time) in Padua (hall beget.
wil therefore tarric in defpight ot the flofh & the blood But ttay a while,what companie is this ?
Tra. Matter fome drew to welcome vs to Towne.
Enter a Alejfcnger.
Mef.X ow Honors Players hearing your amendment. Enter Baptifia with his two daughters, Katerina dr Bianca,
Gremioa Pante/owne, Hortentio JiJler to Bianca.
Are come to play a plcaiant Comedies
Luccn.Trante,(land by.
For fo your dolors hold it very mecte,
blood.
Seeing too much fadnelTe hath congeal’d your
Bap. Gentlemen, importunemc no farther,
And melancholly is the Norfe of frcnzic.
Therefore they thought it good you hcare a play. For how I firmly am refolu d you know :
And frame your miride to mirth and merriment, That it>not to beftow my yongeft daughter,
Which barres athoufand harmc*,and lengthens life. Before I haue a husband for the elder
Beg. Marrie I will let them play^ it is not a Comon- If either of you both louc Katbcrina,
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Bccaulc I know you well, and louc you well, behappieriuals in Biancas loue, to labour and effc& ‘

Leauc fhall you haue to court her at your plcafure. one thing fpecially. j

Gre. To cart her rather. She's to rough for nice, C/re. What’s that I pray?

Thcre,thcre Hortenfio , will you any Wife? Hor. Marriefirtogeta husband for her Sifter,
Kate. I pray you fir, is it your will Gre. A husband : a diucll.

To make a ftale of me amongft thefe mates i Hor. I fay a husband.

Mates mai^hovvmieane you that ?
tier. Gre. I fay, a diuell : Think’ft thou Hortenfio, though
No mates for you, her father be verie rich, any man is fo veric a foole to be
Vnleffe you were of gentler milder mould. married to hell ? •

Kate I’faich fir, you fhall neuer ncedc to feare, Hor. Tufh Gremio: though itpafle your patience & I

I-wis it is not halfe way to her heart mine to endure her lowd alarums, why man there bee
But if it were, doubt not, her care fhould be. good fellowes in the world and a man could light on ,

To combe your noddle with a three-legg’d ftoole, them, would take her with all faults,and mony enough.
And p 3 int your face, and vie you like a foole. Gre. I cannot tell : but 1 had as lief take her dowrie
Her. From all fuch dmels.good Lord deiiuer vs. w'ith this condition; To be whipt at the hie crofle cuerie
Gre. And me too, good Lord. morning.
7> 4 .Hufht matter, hercs Ionic good pattime toward; Hor. Faith (as you fay) there’s final! choife in rotten
That wench is ttarkc mad, or wonderful! froward. apples but come, fince this bar in law makes vs friends,
:

Lnccn. But in the others filer.ee do 1 fee. it fhall be fo farre forth friendly maintain’d, till by hel-
Maids milde behauiour and fobrietie. ping Baptft.u eldeft daughter to a husband, wee let his
Peace Tranio. vongeft free for a husband, and then haue too t afrefti
Tra. Well faid M
r mufti, and gaze your fill.
,
Sweet Bianca happy man be his dole hee that runnes
, :

Bap, Gentlemen, that 1 may foone make good faltcft, gets the Ring How fay you fignior Gremio}
:

What 1 hauc faid, Bianca get you in. Grew, I am agreed, and would I had giuen him the
And let it not difpleale thee good Bianca ,
beft horfe in Padua to begin his woing that would tho-
For I will loue thee nere the lettcmy girle. roughly woe her, wed her, and bed her, andridde the
Kate. A pfetty peate, it is belt put finger in the eye, houicofhcr. Come on.
and (lie knew why. Manet Tranioand Lucent io
Exeunt ambo.
Bian. Sifter content you, in my difcontcnc. Tra. I pray me, is it polfiblc
fir tel

Sir, to your pleafure humbly I (iibfcribc That loue (hould ofa fodaine take fuch hold.
My bookesnnd inftruments (hall bemycompanic. Luc. OUTranio, till I found it to be true,
On them to looke, and pradtife by my felfe. I neuer thought it poffible or likely.

Luc. Harkc Tranio, thou mailt beare Mtneruii fpcak. But fee, while idely I flood looking on,
Hor. Signior Baptifta, will you be fo ftrange, 1 found the efreft of Loue in idlendfc.

Sorric am I that our good will effects And now in plainnefle do confeffe to thee
Bianca i greefe. That art ro me as fecret and as deere
Gre. Why will you mew her vp As Anna to the Qucene of Carthage was
(Signior Baptifta) for this fiend of hell. Tranio 1 burne, I pine, I perifh Tranio ,
And make her beare thepennancc of her tongue. It* I atchicuc not this yong modeft syrle
Bap. Gentlemen content ye : I am reiould ;
Cotinfaile me Tranio , for know thou canft:
I

Coin Bianca. Affift me TVvw/e, for 1 know thou wilt.

And for I know (he taketh moft delight Tra. Matter, it is no time to chide you now,
In Muficke, Inftruments, and Poetry, i Affedtion not rated from the heart
is

Schoolemafters will I keepc within my houfe. j

11 louc haue touch’d you, naught remaines.btit fo,

Fit to inttruit her youth. If you Hortenfio , i

Redtme te captam c/uam due as mtnimo.
Or fignior Gremio you know any fuch, Lhc Gramercies Lad : Go forward, this contents.
Prcferre them hither : for to cunning men, The reft wil comfort, for thy counfels found.
I will be very kinde and liberal! Tra. Matter, you look’d folonglyon the maid e,

To mine owne children, good bringing vp.

in Perhaps you mark’d not what’s the pith of all.
And fo farewell: Kathtrina you may ftay, Luc. Oh yes, I faw Sweet beautic in her face.
For I haue more to commune with Bianca. Exit. Such as the daughter of Agenor had,
Kate. Why, and I truft I may go too, may 1 not ?» That made great louc to humble him to her hand.
What fhall I be appointed houres, as though When with his knees he kift the Cretan ftrond.
(Belike) 1 knew not what to take, Tra. Saw you no more? Mark’d you not how hir fitter
And what to lcaue? Ha. Exit Began to fcold, and raife vp fuch a ftorme,
Gre. You may go tothe diuels dam your gtlifts are :
That mortal eares might hardly indure the din.
fo good hcere's none will holde you: Their loue is not Luc. Tranio faw her corrall lips to moue.
,
1

fo great Hortenfo^ but we may blow our nails together, And with her breath fhe did perfume the ayre.
and faff icfairely out. Our cakes dough on both fides. Sacred and fwcec was all I faw in her.
Farewell : yet for the loue I beare my (weetBianca, if Tra. Nay, then ’ris time co ftirre him fro his trance :

Ican by any mcanes light on a fit man to teach her that I pray awake fir if you loue the Maide,’
:

wherein (he delights, I willwifh him to her father. Bend thoughts and wits to atcheeue her Thus it ftands:
Hor. So will I figmour Gremio but a word I pray: Her elder fitter is fo curft and ftuew’d,
Though the nature ofourquarrcll yet neuer brook’d That til the Father rid his hands of her.
parle,know now vpon aduice, it toucheth vs both:that Matter, your Loue mutt iiue a maide at home.
we may yet againc haueacceffe to our faire Miftris, and And therefore has he dofcly meu’dher vp,
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Bccaufe fhe will not be annoy’d with futcrs. all places elfc.you matter Lucentio.
Luc. Ah Tranio, what a cruell Fathers he Luc. Tranio let’s go
But art thoa not aduis’d,he tooke Tome care One thing more refts, that thy fclfe execute^
To get her cunning Schoolcmattcrs to inftruitt her. To make one among thefe wooers rifthou ask rrewhy,
T I marry am I fir, and now ’tis plotted.
>v«. Sufficeth ray rcafons are both good and waighty.
Luc. Ihaucic7>rfw<?. Exeunt, The Pre/enters about fpeakes,
Tra. Matter, for my hand, I. Mom. My Lord you nod, you do not minde the
Both our indentions meet and iumpc in one. play.
Luc. Tell me thine firfi. Teg. Yes by Saint Anne do I, a good matter furcly:
Tr*. Y ou will be fcho-Je-maRcr, Comes there any more of it !
And vndertake the teaching of the maid : Lady My Lord, ’tis but begun.
That’s your deuicc. Teg. ’Tis a reric excellent pcece of worke, Madame
Luc. It rs : May it be done ? Ladie would ’twere done.
: They Jit andmarky.
Tr4. Notpoffible for who (hall beareyour part,
:

And be in Padua hcczcVincentio's fonne, Inter Petruchio , and hie man Grtttnh.
Keepe houfe, and ply his booke, welcome his friends, Vetr. Verona for a while I take my leaue.
,

Vifit his Countrimen, and banquet them ? To fee my friends in Padua ; butofall
Luc. Bajla, contcnc thee for I haue ic full. : My beft beloued andapproued friend
We hauenot yet bin feenein any houfe, Hortenjio : Sc I trow this is his houfe:
Nor canwebedifhnguifh'd by our faces. Hcere firra Grumio, knocke I fay.
For m3n or matter: then it followes thus Gru. Knocke fir? whom fhould I knocke? Is there
Thou (halt be matter, Tranio in my fted : any man ha’s rebus’d your worftiip?
Keepe houfe, and poit,andfcruants,asI fhould, Petr. Villaine I fay, knocke me heere foundly.

I will fome other be, fomc Florentine, Gru. Knocke you hcere fir ? Why fir, what am I fir,

Some Neapolitan, or meaner man of Lift* knocke you heere fir.

that I fhould
’Tis hatch’d, and (hall be fo Tramo ac once : Petr. Villaine I fay, knocke me at this gate.
Vncafc thee take my Conlordhat and cloake,
: And rap me well, or He knocke your knaues pate-
VVh cnBiendetlo comes, he waites on thee, J3rtt. My M r
is growne quarrelfomc
But I will charme him firtt to keepe his tongue. I fhould knocke you firtt

Tra. So had you neede : And then I know after who comes by the wortt,
In breefe Sir, fith it your plcafurc is, PetrWill it not be?
And I am tyed to be obedient. ’Faith firrah,and you’l not knocke, lie ring it,
For fo your father charg'd me at our parting i lie trie how you cani’o^F^andfing it.
Be feruiccable to my fonne ( quoth he) e rings him by the eares H
Although I thinke ’tvvas in another fence, Gru. Helpe miftris helpe, my matter is mad.
Iam content to bee Lucentio , Petr. Now knocke when I bid you : firrah villaine.
Bccaufe fo well I louc Lucentio. Enter Hortenjio.
Luc. Tranio be fo, bccaufe Lucentio lo ies. Hor. How now, what’s the matter ? My o!dc friend
And let rrie be a flauc, t’atchicue that maide, Jrumio and my good friend Petreckiot How do you all
(
,

Whofc lodaine fight hath thral’d my wounded eye. at Verona}

Petr. Si gnior Hortenjio ,ccme you to part the fray?
Enter Biondello. Contutn te core bene trobatto ,
may 1 fay.
Hecre comes the rogue. Sirra, where haue you bin ? H or. AHa nejba caja bene venuto multo lienorat a ftgnt-
Bion. Where haue I beene ? Nay how now, where or mto Petruchio.
areyou? Maifter, ha’s my fellow Tranio ftolne your Rife Grumio rife, wewvill compound this quarrcll.
doathes, or you ftolnehis, or both? Pray what’* the Gru. Nay ’tis no matter fir, what he leges in Latine.
newes? If this be not a lawfull caufeforme to leaue his feruice,
Luc. Sirra come hither, ’tis no time to ieft, lookc you fir He bid me knocke him,& rap him feund-
:

And therefore frame your manners to the time ly fir. Well, was it fit for a fetuant to vfe his matter fo,

Your fellow Tranio hecre toiaue my life. being perhaps (for ought I fee) two and thirty, a peepe
Putsmy apparrell, and my count’nancc on. out ? Whom
would to God I had well knockt atfitft,
And I for my efcapehaueput on his then had not Grumio come by the worft.
For in came a fhorc,
a quarrcll fincc I Petr. A fencclefie villaine good Horten Jo, :

man.and feare I was deferied

I kil’d a I bad the knocke vpon your gate.
rafcall

Waite you on him, I charge you, as becomes :< And could not get himformyhearttodoit.
While 1 make way from hence to fauc my life Gru. Knocke at the gate? Oheauens: fpakeyounot
You vndcrftand me? thefe words plaine ? Sirra, Knocke me hecre rappe me :

Bion. I fir, ne’re a whit. heera knocke me well, and knocke me foundly? And
:

Luc. And not a \ozof Tranio in your mouth, come you now with knocking at the gate ?
Tramo is chang’d into Lucentio. Petr. Sirra be gone, or talke not I aduife you.
'Bion, The better for him, would I were fo too. Her. Petruchio patience, I am Grumio’ pledge
Tra. So could I ’faith boy, to haue the next Wifh af- Why this a heauie chance twixr him and you.
ter, that Lucentio indeede had Baptijlat yongeft daugh- Your ancient truftie pleafant feruant Grumio:
ter. But firra, not for my fake, but your matters, I ad- And tell me now (fweet friend) what happie gale
uife you vfe your manners difcrectly in all kind of com- Blowes you to Vadua heere, from old Verona ?
panies: When I am alone, why then I amTVdwtf.-but in iVrr.Such wind as featters yongmen throgh ^ world.
To
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To fecke their fortunes farther then at home.
’
For B apt if at keepe my treafure is
in

Where fmall experience growes but in a few.. j

He hath the Icwcl of my life in hold,
Senior Hsrtenf»,t^us it Hands with me, i
His yongeft daughter, beautiful Bianca,
Antonio my father is deceaft, j
And herwith-holdsfromme. Other more
And I haue thruft my fclfe into this maze, j
Suterstohcr,andriualsinmyLoue:
Happ ily to wiue and thriue, as beft I may i j
Suppofingitathingimpoflible,
Crownes in rpy purlc I haue^nd goods at home. For thofe defe&s 1 haue before rehearft,
And fo am come abroa'd to fee the world. I
That euer Katherina wil be woo’d
Hor. Petrt»chie > fhall I then come roundly to thee. j
Therefore this order hath Baptifa tane,
And wifh thee to a fhrew’d lll-fauour’d wife ? i That none fhal haue accede vnto Ptanca,
Theu’dft thanke me but a little for my counfell T ll Katherine the Curft, haue got a husband.
And yet lie prohiife thee fhe fliall be rich, (fru. Katherine the curft,

And verie rich : but chart too much my friend. A title for a maide, of all titles the worft.
And lie not wifh thee to he*. Hor. Now fhal my friend Petrucbio do me grace.
Hortenfof tw'ixt fuch friend? as wee,
Petr. Signior And offer me difguis’d in lober robes,
Few words fufhee and therefore, if thou knosv
: T o oldBaptifa as a Ichoole-mafter
One rich enough to be Petrucbio s wife : Well fee ne in Muficke, to inftrudt Bianca,
(As wealch is burthen of my woing dance) That fo I may by this dcuice at leaft

Be fhe as foule as was Florentius Loue, Haue leaue and leifutc to make loue to her.
As old as Sthed, and as curft and fluow’d And vniuipeded court her by her felfe.
As Socrates Zentippe, or a worle:
She raoues me not, or not remeues at leaf! Enter Gremto and Lucentio difgufed.
Affections edge in me. Were fhe is as rough Gru. Hecre’sno knauerie. See, to beguile the olde-
As are the fwelling Adriaticke Teas. folkes, how the young folkcslay their heads together.

I come to wiue it wealchiiy in Padua : Mafter, mafter, looke about you : Who goes there ? ha.
If wealthily, then happily Padua. i.*i Hor. Peace (frumio, it is the riuall of my Loue,
Gru. Nay lookeyou hr, hee telsyou flatly what his Petrucbio ftand by a while.
minders why giue him Gold enough, and marrie him
: Cjrumio A proper ftripling.and an amorous.
to a Puppet or an Aglet babie, or an old trot with ne’re a Grevtio. O very well, I haue perus’d the note:
tooth in her head, though fire haue as manic diieafes as Hearke you fir, He haue them verie fairely bound.
two and fiftie horfes. Why nothing comes amide, fo All bookes ofLoue, fee that at any hand.
monie comes withall. And fee you reade no other Leisures to her:
Hor. Petrucbio, fince we are fteptthus farre in, You vnderftandme. Ouer and befide
I will continue that I broach’d in ieft, Signior Artpr/iLw liberalise,
Ican Petrucbio helpe thee to a wife liemend it with a Largefle. Take your paper too.
With wealch enough, and yong and beautious, And let me haue them verie wel perfum’d
Brought vp as beft becomes a Gentlewoman. For-fhe is Tweeter then perfume it ielfe

Her onely fault, and that is faults enough. T o whom they go t<? what : wil you reade to her.
Is, that fire is intolerable curft, Luc. What ere 1 reade to her, Ilepleadeforyou ,

And fhrow'd,and froward, fo beyond all meafurc, As for rny patron, ftandyou foaffur’j,
That were my ftate farre worfer then it is, As firme!}' as your felfe were (fill in place,
1 would not wed her for 3 mine ofGold. Yea and perhaps with more fucceffefull words
Petr. Hortenfio peace : thou kno wft not golds effect, Then yon vnlelfe you were a fcholler fir.
;

Tell me her fathers name, and ’tis enough: Gre. Oh this learning, what a thing it is.
For I will boord her, though fhe chide 3s loud Cjru. Oh this Woodcocke,whatan Affeicis.
As thunder,when the clouds in Autumne cracke. Peace firra.
pttru.
Bor H er father is B.iptifa CMinola, Hor. Grumio mum God faue you fignior Gremio.
:

An affable and courteous Gentleman, Gre. And you arc wel met, Signior Hortenfo.
Her name is Katberina Altno/u, Trow you whither I am going iTo Baptifa Mmela,
Renow n’d in Padua for her fcolding tongue. I promift to enquire carefully
know her father, though I know not
Tetr. 1 her, About a fchoolemafter for the faire Bianca,
And he knew my decealed father well : And by good fortune I haue lighted well
I wil not fleepe Hortenfio til I fee her, On this yong man For learning aud behauiour
:

And therefore let me be t bus bold with you, Fit for herturne, well re^id in Poetrie
To giuc you ouer at this firft encounter, And other bookes, good ones, I warrant ye.
Vnlefle you wil accompanie me thither. Hor. ’Tis well :and I hauemet a Gentleman
Gru. I pray you Sir let him go while the humor lafts. Hath promift me to helpe one to another,
A my word, and fire knew him as wcl as I do, flic would A fine Mufitian to inftnidt our Miff ris> .

thinke-fcoltliog would doe little good vpon him. Shce So dial 1 no whit be behinde in dutie
may perhaps call bigahalfc a fcoreKnaues, orfo: Why To faire Bianca, fo beloued of me.
that’s nothing; and he begin once, hee’l railein his rope Gre. Bcloued of me, and that my deeds fhal proue.
trickes. He tell you what fir, and fhe ftartd him but a li- Gru. And that his bags fhal proue.
tlc, he wil throw a figure in her face, and fo disfigure hie Hor . Gremio,’us now no time to vent our loue,
with it, that fhee fhal haue no more eiestofec withall I
Lift en to me, and if you fpeakc me faire,
then a Cat you know him not fir,
:
'

lie tel yon newes indifferent good tor either.

Hor. Tarrie PotwtJt*, I muft go with thee, 1
Hecrc is a Gentleman whom by chance I met
1
Vpon
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Vpon agreement from vs to his lifting. T o whom my Father is not all vnknowne.
Will vndeitake to woo curft Katharine, And were his daughter fairer then fhc is.
Yea, and to martic her, if her dowriepleafc. She may more Tutors haue, and me for one.
Gre Sofaid,fodonc,iswell:
. Faire Ladaes daughter had a thoufand wooers
*
Hortenjlo you told him all her faults ? Then well one more may faire Bianca haue
;
"Petr, 1 know fhc is an irkefome brawling fcold And fo fhe fhall Lucentiofhal make one,
:

If that be all Matters, I neare no harme. Though Paris came, in hope to Tpeed alone.
Cjre. No, faytt me lo, friend What Countrcyman s’ c* Gre. What, this Gentleman will out-talke vs all.
Petr, Borne in Verona, old Butonios fonne Lus. Sir giue him head, I know hee’l proue a
lade.*
My father dead, my fortune Hues for me. Petr. Hortenjlo, to what end are all thefe
words ?
And I do hope, good dayes and long, to fee. Hor. Sir, let me be fo bold as aske you.
Gre. Oh fir,fuch alife withfuch a wifc,wereftrangc: Did you yet euer fee Baptftas daughter ?
Butifyouhaueaftomnckc, too c a Gods name, Tra. No fir, but hearc .1 do that he hath two :
You dial haue me affifting you in all. 7 he one, as famous for a fcolding tongue.
But will you woo this Wilde-cat i As is the other, for beauteous modeftie.
Petr. Will I Hue ? Petr,Sir,fir, thefirft’sfor me, let her goby.

Gru. Wil he woo her? I : orllc h.mghcr. Gre. Yea, leaue that labour to great Hercules
,
Fetr. Why came I hither, but to that intent? ,
And let it be more then blades tweluc.
Thinke you, a little dinne can daunt mine earcs ? Petr. Sirvnderfiandyou this ofme (infooth)
Haue I not in my time heard Lions lore ? The yongeft daughter whom you hearken for,
Haue I not heard the fca, putt vp with win-Jes, Her father keepes from all acccffe of Tutors,
Rage like an angry Boare, chafed with fweat ? And will not promife her to any man,
Haue I not heard great Ordnance in the field? i
Vntill the elder fitter be wed.
firft

And heauens Artillerie thunder in the skies ? The yonger then and not before.
is free,

Haue I not in a pitched batccll heard Tranio. If it be fo fir, that you are the man
Loud larums, neighing ftccds.Jc trumpets clanguc ? Mutt ftced vs all, and me amongft the rett :
And do you tell me of a womans tongue ? And if you breake the ice, and do this feeke,
That giues not hnlfe fo great a blow to hcare, Atchieuc the elder : fet the yonger free.
A* wil a Farmers fire,
Chcffe-nut in a For out'accefle, whofe hap fhall be to haue her,
Tufh,tufh, feare boyes with bugs. Wil not fo graceleffe be, to be ingrate.
Gru. For he feares none. Hor. Sir you fay wcl, and wel you do conceiue,
Grem Hortenjlo hearke
, A*d fince you do profeffe to be a Tutor,
This Gentleman is happily arriu’d, You muftas we do, gratifie this Gentleman,
M v miude prefumes for his ownc good, and yours, Townom we all reft generally beholding.
Hor. I promift we would be Contributors, Tranio. Sir, I fhal not beflacke,in figne whereof
And beare his charge of wooing whatfoere. Pleafeyewc may contriuethisafternoone.
Gremio. And fo wc wil,prouuled that he winher. And quaffe carowfes to our Miftrcffc health.
Gru. I would I were as fure of a good dinner. And do as nduerfarics do in law,
Striue mightily, but eate and drinke as friends.
Inter Tranio bratte, Mud Biondello. Cm. Tien. Oh excellent motion: fellowes let's be «on.
Tra. Gentlemen God faue you. If I maybe hold Hor. The motions good indeed, and be it fo,
Tell me Ibcfeech you, which is the readied way Petr#chio } l{\ul be your Been venttto. Exeunt
To the houfc ofSigniov Baptfta Minolal
Burn. He that ha's the two faire daughters: ift he you Enter Katberina and Bianca.
mcane? fitter wrong me not, nor wrong your felfj
'Jorr.Good
T ret. Euen he Biondello. To make a bondmaide and a flaue of mce.
Gre. Hearke you fir, youmeanenot her to .
That I difdaine but for thefe other goods,
:

Tret. Perhaps him and her fir, what haue you to do ? Vnbindc my hands, lie pull them off my fclfe.
Petr. Not her that chides fir,at any hand I pray. Yea all my raiment, to my petticoatc,
Tranio. I louc no chiders fir : Biondello, let’s away. Or what you will command me,wil I do,
Inc Well begun Tranio. So well I know my dutie to my elders.
Hor. Sir, a word ere you go: Kate. Of all thy Tutors hecre I
charge tel
Are you a Tutor to the Maid you talk; of, yea or no ? Whom thou lou’ft beft thou diflcmble not,
: fee
Tra. And if I be fir, is it any offence? Bianca. Beleeue me fitter, of all the men aliue,
Grcmio. No :if without more words you will get you J neucr yet beheld that fpeciall face,
hence. Which I could fancie, more then any other.
7 ret. Why fir, I pray are not the ftrears as free Kate. Minion thou lyeft : Is’t not Hortenjlo}
Forme, as for you ? Bian. If you arfefl him fwcare
fitter, hecre 1

Gre. But fo is not fine. He pleade for you my bat you

haue him.
felfe, fhal
Tret. For what rcafon Ibcfeech you. Kati. Oh then belike you fancie riches more,
Cjre. For this rcafon if you’l k'no. You wil hau cGremio to kcepe you faire.
Thatfile's the choife loue of Signior Grtmto. Bian. 1$ it for him you do enuie me fo ? i

Hor. That fhe’s the chofen offignior Hortenjlo. Nay then you ieft, and now I wel pcrceiue
Tra. Softly my Matters Ifvou be Gentlemen : You haue but iefted with me all this while :
Dome this right hcare me with patience,
: I prechec fitter Kate, vntie my hands.
Baptftais artobk Gentleman, Kelt If thatfee ieft3 then all the reft was fo. Strikes her

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[. Enter Baptifa. i •
Freely giuevnto thisyong Scheller, that hath
(

"Sap. Why how now Dame,whence growcs this in- Beene long ftudyingat7^«»rf,as cunning
dolence ? In Grceke, Latine, and other Languages,
2?M«f4ftand afide, poore gyrlc/he wecpes : As the other in Muficke and Mathematickes
Go ply thy Needle, meddle not with her. His name is Cambio pray accept his feruicc.
:

For (hamc thou Hilding of a diuellifh fpirit. Bap. A thoufand thankes fignior Gremio ;
Why doft thou wrong her, that did nerc wrong thee ? Welcome good Cambio. But gentle fir.
When did fhe crofTe thee with a bitter wofd? Me thinkes you walke like a ftranger,
Kate. Her filcnce flouts me, and He bereueng’d. May I be fo bold, to know the caufe of your comroing ?
Elies after Bianca Tra. Pardon me fir, the boldnerteis mine owne
‘Bap. What in my fight ? ‘Bianca get thee in. Exit. That being a ftranger in this Cittie heerc.

Kate. What will you not fuffer me Nay now I fee :

Do make my felfe afutor toyour daughter,
She is your treafure, (he muft hauc a husband, Vntoi>/<M«v»,f3ireand vertuous

[ muft dance bate-foot on her wedding day, Nor is your firrne refoluc vnknowne to me.
And for your louc to her, leade Apes in hell. In the preferment ofchc cldeft filler.

Talkc not tome, I will go fit and weepe. This liberty is all that I requeft,
Till I can finde occafion of reuenge. That vpon knowledge of my Parentage,
Bap. Was euer Gentleman thus greeu’d as I may haue welcome ’mongft the reft that
I f woo
But who comes heerc. And free acccfle and fauour as the reft.
And toward the education ofyour daughters :

Enter Gremio, Lucentio, in the habit ofa means man, I heerc beftow a.fimpleinftrument.
Petrnchio with Tranio,with Ins boy And this (mall packet of Grceke and Latine Bbokcs: 1

bearing a Lute and Bootes. Ifyou accept them, then their worth isgieat
Bap. Lucentio is your name, of whence I pray.
Gre. Good morrow neighbour Bapt if a. Tra. Of Pift fir, forme to Vincentio
Bap. Good morrow neighbour Gremio: God faue Bap. A mightie man of Pipe by report,
you Gentlemen. I know him well :you are verie welcome fir:

ret. And you good fir pray haue you not :

a daugh- T akc you the Lute, and you the fet of bookes s
and vertuous.
ter, cal’d Katerina /aire You (hall go fee your Pupils prefcntly.
Bap. 1 haue a daughter fir, cal'd Katerina. Holla, within.
Gre. You are too blunt, go to it orderly. Enter a Struant.
Pet. You wrong me fignior (yremio^wie. me leaued Sirrah, leadethefcGentlemen
lama Gentleman of trona fir. V To my daughters, and tell them both
That hearing of her beautie,and her wit. Thcfe are their Tutors, bid them vfc them well.
Her affability and bafhfull modeftie We will go walke a little in the Orchard,
Her wondrous qualifies, and milde behamiour, And then to dinner : you are parting welcome.
Am bold to fhew my felfe a forward gueft And fo I pray you all tothinkeyourfelues.
Within your houfe, to make mine eye the witneffe Pet. Signior Bapttfia my bufineffe asketh hafte.
Of that report, which I fo oft haue heard, And eueric day I cannot come to woo,
And for an entrance to my entertainment, Y ou knew my father well, and iD him me.
Ido prefentyou with a man of mine Left folicheire to all his Lands and good*,
Cunning in Muficke,and the Mathematickcs, Which I haue bettered rather thendecreaft.
T o inftrudf her fully in thofe fciences, Then tell me, if I get your daughters loue,
Whereof I know fhe is notignorant. What dowrie haue with her to wife.
(hall 1

Accept of him, or clfeyou do me wrong, Bap. After my death, the one balfe of my Lands,
His name is Litio, borne in Mantua. And in poflefsion twentie thoufand Crownes.
Bap. Y’are welcome fir, and he for your good fake. Fet And for that dowrie. He allure her of
,

But for my daughter Katerine, this I know. Her widdow-hood, be it that fhe furuiue me
She is not for your turne, the more my greefe. In all my Lands and Leafes whatfoeuer,
Pet. I fee you do not meane to part with her. Let fpecialtics be therefore drawne betweene vs.
Or elfe you like not of my companie. That coucnants may be kept on cither hand.
Bap. Miftake me not, I fpeakc but as I finde. Bap. I, when the lpeciall thing is well obtain'd*
Whence arc you fir? What may I call your name. That is her loue : for that is all in all.
Pet. Petruchio'is my n 2 mc,t^fntento's Conne, Pet. Why that is nothing for I tell you father,
:

A man well knowne throughout all Italy. I am as peremptorie as /he proud minded :
Bap. I know him well: you are welcome (or his fake. And where two raging fires meete together,
Gre. Sauing your tale Petrnchio, I pray let vs that are They do confume the thing that feedcs their furie.
poore petitioners fpeakc too? Bacxre, you are meruay- Though little fire growes great with little winde,
lous forward. yet extreme gufts will blow out fire and all :

Pet. Oh,Pardon me fignior Gremie, I would fainebe So I to her, and fo (he yeelds to me.
doing. m:/ For I am rough,and woo not like a babe.

Gre. I doubt it/iotfir. But you will curfe Bap. Well maift thou woo, and happy be thy Jpted;
Your wooing neighbors : this is a guift But be thou arm’d for fome vnhappic words.
Very gratefull, I am luce of it, to exprefle Pet. I to the proofe,as Mountaincs are for
windes,
The liko kindoeffe my (clfc, that hauc beene ' That (hakes not, though they blow perpetually.
More kirtdely beholding to you then any : inter Hortenfie with hit headbrth/.
B pa.
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l Bap, How now my friend, why doft thou leokefo Pet, Women are made to beare, and fo arc jou.
pale? Kate. Nofuch l4dea$you,ifmeyoumear!e. -

JEor. Forfearelpromifeyou.ifllookepale. Pet. Alasgood Katt} I will not burthen thee.

*Z?^rp. What, will my daughter prouc a good Mufiti- For knowing thee to be but yong and light.
an? Kate. Too light for fuch a fwaine as you toeatch,0 ^
Hor. I thinke flic’l fooner proue a fouldicr. Andyctashcauicasmy waightlhoHldbe, '
:

Iron may hold with her, but neuer Lutes. Pet. Sholdbe,fhould :buzie.
Bap. Why then thou canft not break her to the Lute? Kate. Well tanc, and like a buzzard.
Her. Why no, for fhe hath broke the Lute to me /Vr.Oh flow-wing’d Turtle, Thai a buzard tskethee?
I did but tell her (be miftookchcr frets. Kat. I for a Turtle, as he takes abuzard.
And bow’d her hand ta teach her fingering, Pet. Come, come you WafpCjy’faith you aretoo
When (with a moll impatient diuelhfh fpirit) angrie.
Frets callyou thefe? (quoth (lie) lie fume with them Kate. If I be wafpifb,beft bew are rrty fling.

And with that word (he ftroke me on the head. Pet. My remedy is then to plucke it out.
And through the inftrument my pate made way. Kate. I, if the foole could finde it where it lies.
And there 1 flood amazed for a while, Pet. Wboknowes not whereaWafpe doesweare
As on a Piiloric, looking through the Lute, his fling? In his taile.

While (he did call me Rafcail, Fidlcr, j . .-i Kate. In his tongue?
And twangling lacke, with twentie fiich vildc tearmes. Pet. Whofe tongue.
As had (he ftudicd to mifvfe me fo. Kate. Yoursifyoutalkeof tales.andfofarewcH.
Tet. Now
by the world.ttisaluftie Wench, Pet. What with my tongue in your taile.
I loue hercentimes more then ere I did. Nay, come againe, good Kate, I am a Gentleman,
Oh how I long to hauc feme chat with her. Kate. That lie trie. fheJlrihes him
“Bap. vWcl go with me, and be not fo difcomfited. Pet. fweare lie cuffc you, if you (hike againe.
I

Proceed in pracfife with my yonger daughter. Kate. So may you loofe your armes,
She’s apt to learne, and thankefull for good tnrnes If you ftrike me, you are no Gentleman,
Signior petrttcbio, will you go with vs, And if no Gentleman, why then no armes.
Ot (hall I fend my daughter Kate to you. Bet A Herald Kate* Ohpuc me in thy bookes.
.

Exit. Manet P(trtichie. Kate. What it yourCreft, aCoxcombef

Pet. Iprayyou'do. lie attend her hccrc. Pet. A combleife Cocke, fo Kate will be my Hen.
And woo her with fome fpirit when (he comes. Kate. No Cocke ofmine ,you crow too like a crauen
Say t’nac die faile, why then lie tell her plamc, Pet. Nay come Kate, come you :
rouft not looke fo
She Nightinghaie :
fings as fvvcetly as a fowre.
Say that fhe-frownc, lie lay fhelookes as cl cere Kate. It is my fafhion when I fee a Cr&b.

As morning Rofes newly wafh: with dew Pet. Why heerc’s no crab, and therefore lookc not
Say fhe be mute, and will not Ipcake a word, '
fowre. ~

Then lie commend her volubility. Kate. There is,thcrcis;

And fay (Vie vttereth piercing eloquence Pet. Then (hew it me.
If (he do bid me packe, lie giue her thankes. Kate. Had I a glalTe,! would.
As though fne bid me flay by her a weeke Pet. What, you meane my face.
If fhe denic to wed. He crane the diy Kate. Well aym’d offuch a yong one.
When I (hall aske the banes, and when be married. Pet. Now by S. George I am too yong for you.
But hecro (he comes, and now 1-etrucbio fpeakc. Kate. Yet you are wither’d.
Enter Katerina. Pet. ’Tis with cares.

Good morrow Kef e, for thats your name I heare. Kate. I care nor.
Kate. Well hade you heard, but fomcching hard of Pet.Nay heare you Kate. Infoothyou fcape notfo.
hearing Kate. I chafcyou ifl tarric. Letmego.

They call roe Katerine, that do talkc of me. Pet. No,not a whit, I finde you paffing gentle
Pet. Yon lye infaith, for you arc call'd plainc Kate, 'T was told me you were rough, and coy, and fullen.
And bony Kate, and fometimes Kate the cur fl And now I finde report a very liar :

But Kate, the prettied Kate m Ghriftendome, For thou artplealanr, gamefome, paffing courteous,
Kateo f /Cdte-hall.my fuper-daintie Kate, But flow in fpeech yet fwcet as fpring-time flowers.
:

For dainties arc ail Kates, and tbereforeXm? Thou canft not frowne, thou canft not looke a lconce.
Take this of me, Kate ofmy confolation. Not bite the lip, as angry wenches will.
Hearing thy mildnefle prais'd incuery Towne, Nor haft thou plcafure to be croffe in talkc
Thy vertucs fpoke of, and thy beautie founded, But thou with mildnefle entertain’d thy wooers.
Yetnot fo deepelv as to thee belongs, With gentle conference, foft, and affable.
Myfelfe 3 m moou’d to woo thee for my wife. Why does the world report that Kate doth limpc ?
Kate. Mou’d, in good time, let him that mou'd you Oh fland’rous world : Kate like the h azle twig
hether 'Ay Is ftraight, and (lender, and as brownc in hue
^

Rcraoue you hence.: I knew you at thefirft As hazle nuts, and fweeter rhea the kernels
You were a mouabld, Oh let me fee thee walke : thou doft not halt.
Pet. Why, what’s a mouablc? ...... Kate. Go foole, and whom thou keep’fl command.
Xat. A ioyn’d fl<?ole. Pet. Did euer Dian fo become a Groue

Pet. Thou haft hit it come fit on me.

: As Kate this chamber with her princely gate :

Kate. Affcs are made to bcare, and fo are you. O be thou Dian, and let het be Kate,
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And then let Kate be chafte,and Dian fporcfull. And kiffe me Kate,v]C will be married a fonday.

Kate. Where did you ftudy all this goodly fpeech ? Exjt pctruchio and Katherine.
Petr. It is extempore ,trom my mother wit. Gre. Was euer match clapt vp fo fodainly ?

Kate. A witty mother,witlcffe cJfc hetfonne. Bap. F#ith Gentlemen now I play a marchantspart,
Pet. Ami not wife? And venture madly onadefperate Mart*
Kat. Yes,kecpeyou warme. Tra. Twas a commodity lay fretting by you,
Pet. Marry fo I meanc fweet Katherine in thy bed Twill bring you gaine,or perifh on the fcas.
And therefore Getting all this chat afide, Bap. The gaine I feckc,is quiet me the match,
Thus inplainetermes your father hath confented
:
Gre. No doubt but he hath got a quiet catch:

That you fhall be my wife your dowry greed on.

;
But now Bapttfia, to your yongcr daughter.
And will you, nill you, I will marry you. Now is the day we long haue looked for,
Now Kate, 1 am a husband for your turne I am your neighbour, and was futcr firft;
For by this light,whereby 1 fee thy beauty, Tra. And I am one that \oueBsanea more
Thy beauty that doth make me like thee well, Then words canwitnefle,or your thoughts can gticfTe,
Thou muft be teamed to no man but me, Gre. Yongling thou canft not loue fo deare as I,
Tra. Gray-beard thy louc doth freeze.
Enter Baptsfl-a,Gremio ,Tr*yno. Gre. But thine doth frie.
Skipper ftand backe,’tis age that nourifheth.
For I am he am borne to tame you Kate Tra. But youth in Ladies eves that florifheth.
And bring you from a wilde Kate to a Kate T*p.Content you gentlemen, Iwil copound this ftrife
Conformable as other houfhold Kates : ’Tis deeds muft win theprize,and he ot both
Heere comes your father, neuer make deniall That can afiure my daughter greateft dower
I muft,and will haue Katherine tomy wife, (daughter? Shall haue my Biancas loue.
Bap. NowSigniorP*fr;/dw,how fpeed you with my Say fignior Cjrcmw what can you affine her ?
Pet. How but well fimhow but well* Gre. Firft, as you'know, my houfe within the City
Ic were impoffible I fhould fpeed amifie. (dumps? Is richly furnifhed with plate and gold
Bap. Why how now daughter Katherine , in your Bafons and ewers to lane her dainty hands
Kat. Callyoumedaughter? nowlpromifcyou My hangings all of tiriais tr.peftry :
You haue fhewd a tender fatherly regard. In luory cofers I haue ftuft my crownes
To wifh me wed ro one halfe Lunaticke, In Cypres chcfts my arras counterpoints,
A mad-cap ruffian, and a fwearing lacke. Coftly apparell, tents, and Canopies
That thinkes with oathes to face the matter out. Fine Linnen, Turky cuftiions bott with pearle,
Pet. Father, ’tis thus.your felfe and all the world Vallens of Venice gold,in needle wotke :

That talk’d of her, haue talk’d amiffe of het Pewter and brafte,and all things that belongs
If fhe be curft, it is for pollicie To houfe or houfe-keeping: thenatmyfarmc
For fhee’s not froward,but model! as the Doue, I liaue a hundred milch-kme to the pale,
Shec is not hot, but temperate as the morn? , Sixe-fcore fat Oxen (landing in my Halls,
For patience Ihec will prone a fecond Grtjfell, And all things anfwerable to this portion.
And Romane Lucrece for her chaftitie : My felfe am ftrooke in yeeres I muft confcflc ,
And to conclude, we haue greed fo wdi together Andifldie to morrowthis ishers,
That vponfondav is the wedding day. if whil’ft 1 liue fhe will be onely mine.
Kate. lie fee thee hang’d on fonday firft. (firft. Tra. That only came well in fir, lift to me, :

CJre Hark Petruchio , (lie faies fhec’ll fee thee bang’d I am my fathers heyre and onely fonne.
TV*. Is this vour fpecding?aay the godnight our part, If I m3y haue your daughter to my wife.
Pet. Bcpatient gentlemen, I choofcherformy felfe, Ilelcaueher boufes three or foure as good
If fhe and I be pleas’d, wha t’s that to you ? Within rich Pifa walls, as any on:
’Tis bargain'd twixt vs twaine being alone Old Signior Gremso has in Padua,
That (lie (hall ftill be curft in company. Bcfides,two thoufand Duckets by thi ye ere
you ’tis incredible to bcleeue
I tell Of fruitfull land, all which fhall be her ioyiuff.
How much fhcloues me: oh thekindeft-KWc, What, haue I pincht you Signior Cjrtmio ?
Shcehung about my neckc, and kiffeon kifle.- Gre. T wo thoufand Ducket* by they ecrc of land.
Shee vi’d l’o faft, protefting oath on oath My Land amounts not to fo much in all

That in a twinkc fhe won me to her loue. That flic fhall haue,bcfides an Argofic
Oh you are nouiccs, ’tis a world to fee That now is lying in Marcellus roade
How tame when men and women arc alone, What, haue I choakt you with an Argofie ?
A meacocke wretch can make the curftcft (hrew: Tra. Grernio, ’tis knowne my father hath no lefftf
Giue me thy hand Kate, will vnto Fen ice Then three great Argofics,bcfides two Galliaffcs
To buy apparell ’gainft the wedding day And twcluetitcGallies, the(e I will aflurc her.
Prouide the feaft fathcr,and bid the guefts, And twice as much what ere thou offreft next.
I will be fare my Katherine (ball be fine. Gre. Nay, I haue haue no more.
offired all, I
Bap. I know not what to fay, bur giue me your bads, And flic can haue no more then
haue all I
j

God fend you ioy, Petrwhio/t\sa match. If you like me, fhe Chill haue me and mine.
Gre. Tra. Amen fay we, we will be witneffes. j
Tra. Why then the maid is mine from all the world
Ttt. Father, and wife, and gentlemen adieu, [
By your firmepromife, Gremio \% out vied.
I will to Venice, fonday comes ap ice, ! Bap. I muft confefie your offer is thebeft,
Wc will haue rin^s,and things,and fine array, 1 And let your father make her the affurance.
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Shec is your owne, clfe you muft pardon me Hort. Madam,my Inftrument’s inumc.
i If you fliould die before him, where's her dower? Bian. Let’s heare,oh fie,the treble iarres.
Tra. That’s but a cauill he is olde, I young. : Luc. Spit in the hole man, and tune againe.
Gre. Aud may not yong men die as well as old ? 'Bian. Now let mee fee if I can contter if. Hie thatfit-
Bap. Well gentlemen, I am thus relolu’d, tnois, I know you not, hie eft figeria teBtts,! trutt you not,
On fonday next, you know hiefiat erat pnami , take hcede he hcarc vs not , regia pre-
My daughter Katherine is to be married fume not } Celfa feme, defpaire not.
Now on the fonday follOwing,fhall Btanca Hort. Madairgtisnow in tune.
Be Bride to you, if you make this alfurance: Luc. Allbutthebafe.
If not, to Signipr Gremto . Hort. The bafe is right, ’tis the bafeknaue that iars.
Ami l’o 1 take my lcauc. and ihanke you both. Exit* Luc How fiery and forward our Pedant is.
Gre. Adieu good neighbour now I feare thee not : Now for my life the knauc doth cotuc my loue,
Sirra,yong gamefter, your father were a took Pedafcule , He watch you better yet
To giue thee all, and in his vvayning age In time 1 may belecue, yet I miftrutt.
Set foot vndcr thy table tut, a toy, : Titan. Miftrutt it not, for fure «AEacides
An olde Italian foxe is not lo kinde my boy. Exit. Was Atax cald fo from his grandfather.
Tra. A vengeance on your crafty withered hide. Hort 1 muft beleeue my matter, elle I promife you,

Yet I haue fac’d it with a card of ten I fliould be arguing ftill vpon that doubt.
Tis in my head to doe my matter good But let it reft, now Litio to you:
Tfeenoreafon but iuppoid Lucentio Good matter take it not vnkindly pray
Mutt get a father, call'd fuppos’d 'Utncentio , ThacI haue beenc thus plcafant with you both.
And that’s a wonder fathers commonly
: Hort. Ycu may go walk, and giue me leaue a while,
Doe get their children but in this cafe of woing,
: MyLelTons make no muficke in three parrs.
A childe fhall get a fire, if I faile not of my cunning. Luc. Are you fo formall fir,well I muft waitc
And watch withall, for but I bcdecciu’d ,
Our fine Mulitian groweth amorous.
Hor. Madam, before you touch theinftrumenr
Alius Tertia. T o learne the order of my fingering,
I muft begin with rudiments of Art,

T o teach you gamoth in a briefer lbrt

Enter Lucentio, Hortentio, audBianca. More pleafant, pithy, and efFciftuall

Luc. Fidler forbeare you grow too forward Sir, Then hath beene taught by any of my trade.
Haue you fo loone forgot the entertainment And there it is in writing fairely
drawnc.
Her fitter Katherine welcom’d you withall. Bian. Why, 1 am paft my gamouth long agoe.
Hort. But wrangling pedant, this is Hor. Yet read the gamouth o (Hortentio.
The patronefle ofheaucnly harmony : Bian. Gamouth I am, the ground of all accord
Then giue me lcauc to haue prerogatiue, Are, to plead Hortenfio’s paifion :
And when in Muficke we haue fpent an home, Beeme, Bianca take him for thy Lord
Your Leitture fhall haue leilurcfor as much. Cfavt, that loues with all affciftion :

Luc. Prepotterous Afie that neuer read fo farre. T> fol re, one Chfle,t wo notes haue I
To know the C3ufe why muficke was ordain’d : E/ami, fhow piety or I die.
Was it not to refrefh the minde of man Call you this gamouth ? tut I like it not
After his ftudies,or his vfuall p3ine ? Old fafhions pleafe me beft, I am not fonice
Then giue me leaue to read Pnilolophy , T o charge true rules for old inuentions.
And whi^e 1 pauie.lctue in your harmony. Enter a Aieffengtr.
Hort. Sirra,I will not bearethefe braues of thine. Niche, Miftrcflc, your fatherprayes you leaue your
Bianc. Why
gentlemen, you doe me double wrong, And hclpc to drefte your fitters chamber vp , (books.
To ftriue for that which retteth in my choice: You know to morrow is the wedding day.
lam no breeching fcholler in the fchooles, Bian. Farewell fweet matters both, I muft be gone.

lienot be tied to howrcs,nor pointed times Luc. Faith Miftrette then I haue no caufe :o ftay.
But learnemy Leflbns as 1 pleafe my felfe. Hor. But 1 haue caufe to pry into this pedant,
And to cut oft* all ftrife hcere fit we downc,
: Methinkes he lookes as though he were in loue
Take you your inftrument,play you the whiles Yet if rhy thoughts Bianca be fo humble
His Le&ure will be done ere you haue tun’d. To caft thy wandring eyes on euery ftale

Eort. You’ll leaue his Ledfture when 1 am in tune? Seize thee that Lift, if once I findc thee ranging,
Lue. That will be neuer.tune your inftrument. Hortenfio will be quit with thee by changing. Exit.
Bian. Where left we latt ?
Luc. Hcere Madam: the that Simois ,hie eft figeria Enter Baptifia , Grcmio, Tranio , Katherine , Bianca , and o-
telhu, hie fieterat Pnami regia Celfa feme. there, attendants.

Bian. Contter them. Bap. SigniorZ<we«f«,this is the pointed day

Luc. Hie that as 1 told you before, Simois, I am Lu- That Katherine and fhould be married,
centio, hieefi, fonne vino Vmcentio ofPtfa ,Sigeriatel- And yet we heare not of our fonne in Law :
lus difgmfed thus to get your loue, hiefteterat and that
,
What will be faid,whac mockery will it be?
Lucentio that comes a wooing , pnami , is my man Tra- To want the Bride-groome when the Prieft attends
mo, regia, bearing my port celfa fente chat wc might be-,
To fpeake the ceremoniall rites of marriage?
guile the old Pantalownc. What faies Lucentio to this fliarac of ours?
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Kite.No fhame but mine, I mud forfooth be forft Bion. Who, that Petruchto came ? *

To giue my hand oppos’d againft my heart Bap. I, that came. (backc.

Vnto a mad-braine rudesby, full of fpleenc. Bion. No fir, I fay his horfc comes with him on his
Who woo’d in hade, and meancs to wed at lcyfure Bap. Why that’s all one. •

I told you I, he was a frantickc foole. Bion. Nay by S.latny, I hold you a penny,a horfe and
Hiding his bitter iefls in blunt bchauiour , a man i* more then onc,andyet not many.
And to be noted for a merry man
Hce’ll wooc a thoufand, point the day of marriage, Enter Tetrnchio and Grumio.
Make friends, inuite, and. proelaimc the bancs Pet. Come, where be thefe gallants? who’s at home ?
Yet neuer mcanes to wed where he hath woo’d : Bap. Y ou are welcome fir.
Now mud the world point at poorc Katherine, Petr. And yet I come not well.
And fay, loc, there is mad Petrnchto s wife Bap. And yet you halt not.
if it would pleale him come and marry her. Tra. Not fo well apparell’d as I wi(b you were.
Tra. Patience good Katherine and Bapttjla too, Petr, Were it better I fhouldrulb in thus
Vpon my life Petrtxhie mcanes but well, But where is Kate ? where is my louely Bride ?
What eucr fortune Hayes him from his word, How does my fathcr?gcntles methinkes you frowne
Though he be blunt, 1 know him palling wife ,
And wherefore gaz.e this goodly company.
Though he be merry, yet withall he ’s honed. As if they faw foroc wondrous
monument
Kate. Would Katherine had neuer fecn him though. Some Commet, or vnufuall prodigic ?
Exit weeping. Bap. Why fir, you know this isyour wedding day
Bap. Goe girle,I cannot blame thee now to weepe. Fird were we fad.fearing you would not come.
For fuch an iniurie would vexe a very faint. Now fadder that you come fo vnprouided
Much more a direw of impatient humour. Fie, doff this habitjfhame to your cOatc,
Enter Btondello. An eye-fore to our folemne fcdiuall.
Bisk. Maftcr, madcr, newes , and fuchnevvcs asyou Tra. And tell vs what
occafion ofimport
neuer heard of. Hath long detain’d you from your wife
all fo
Bap. Is it olde too ? how may that be ?
new and And fent you hither fo vnlikc your felfe ?
Bion. Why, not newes to heard of PetruchiJ s
is it Petr. Tedious it were to tell, and harlb to heare,
Bap. Is he come? i (coaiming? am cometo keepe my word
Sufhcctfi I
Bton. Why no fir. Though in fome part inforced to digrefle.
Bap. What then? Which at more leylurc I will fo excufe,
"Sion. Heiscommirg. Asyou fhall well be farisfied with all.
“Bap. Whenwillhcbcheercf But where \sKate} 1 day too long from her,
Bion. When he (lands where I am, and fees you there. The morning wcares,’tis time we were at Church.
Tra. But fay, what to thine olde newes ? Tra. See not youi Bride in thefe vnreucrent robes,
Tien. WhyPerr«c6/fMscomming, in a new hat and Goe to my chamber, put on clothes of mine.
anoldicrkin, a paire of olde breeches thrice turn’d; a Pet. Not I, belecuc me,thus lie vifit her.
pairc ofbootes that haue beene candle-cafes, one buck- Bap. But thus I trud you will not marry her. (words.
led, another lac’d : an olde rudy fwordtancoutof the Pet. Good loot h eucn thus : therefore ha done with-
Towne Armory.with a broken hilt, and chapclcfi'erwith To me die’s married, not vnfo my cloathes
two broken points : with an oldcmo-
his horfc hip’d Could I repaire what fhc will weare in me.
thy faddle , and dirrops of no kindred befidcs pofl'cd
: As I can change thefe poore accoutrements,
with the glanders, and like to mofe in the chine , trou- T were well for Kate, and better for my felfe.
bled with the Lampafle, infeifled with the fafliions, full But what a foole am I to chat with you ,
of Windegalls, fped with Spauins , raied with the Yel- When I fhouid bid good morrow to my Bride ?
Iowcj , pall cure of iheFiucs, darkcfpoyl’d with the And feale the tide with a lonely kifie. Exit.
Staggers, begnawne with the Bots, Waidin thebackc, Tra. He hath fome meaning in his mad attire,
and (houldcr-fhotten , neereleg’d before, and with a W perfwade him be it poflible,
e will
halfc-chekt Bitte,& a headdall offlicepes leather, which Toput on better ere he goe toChurch.
being redrain’d to keepc him from dumbhng,hath been Bap. lie after him,and fee the euent of this. Exit.
often burd.and now repaired with knots one girth fixe : Tra. But fir, Loueconccrneth vs to adde
times peec’d, and a womans Crupper of velure, which Her fathersliking, which to bring to paffe
hath two letters for her name, fairely fet down in duds, As before imparted to your worfhip ,
and heece and there pcec’d with packthrcd. I am to get a man wh3t ere he be
"Bap. Who comeswichhim? It skills not much, wcelc fic him to our turne.
Bion. Oh fir, Lackey, far all the world Capari-
his And he (ball be Vmcentio of Pifa,
fon’d like the horfe with a lmncn dock on one leg, and
: And make aflurance hcere in Padua
a kerfey boot-hofe on the other
,
gartred with a red and Of greater fummes then I haue promvfcd ,
blew liftman old hat,& the humor offorty fancies prickt So (ball you quietly enioy your hope,
in’t for a feather : a mohftcr, a very monfter in apparell And marry fweet Bianca with confcnr.
& not like a Chridian foot-boy, or a gentlemans Lacky. Luc. Were icnot thaemy fellow fchoolcmaflcr
Tra. ’Tis fome od humor pricks him to this fafhion. Doth watch Bianca s deps lo narrowly
Yet oftentimes he goes but mcane appareTd. ’T were good me-thinkes to dcale our marriage
Bap. I am glad he’s come, howfoere he comes. Which once perform’d, let all the world fay no,
Bion. Why fir, he comes not. lie keepe mine owne defpire of all the world.
Bap. Didd thou not fay hee comes? Tra. That by degrees vve meancto lookeinto,
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220 The gaming of the Shrew.

And watch our vantage in this bufinefle. Kat. Now ifyou loue me ftay.
Wee’ll oucr-reach the grey- beard Grtmto, I
Vet. Grumio, my horfe.
The narrow prying father Alinola, Gru. 1 fir, they be ready, the Oates haue eaten the
The quaint Mufician, amorous Liuo, horfes.
All for my Matters nke Lucent io. Kate. Nay then.
Doe what thou canft, I will not goe to day,
Enter C^remio. No,nor to morrow, not till I plcafe my felfc ,
The dore is open fir, there lies your way,
Signior(ymwM>cameyou from the Church? You may be iogging whiles your bootes arc grocne:
<'jre As willingly as ere I came from fchoole. For me, He not be gone till I pleafe my fclfe,
Tra. And is the Bride & Bridegroom cominghome? ’T is like you’ll proue a iolly furly groome
Gre. A bridegroomc fay you ? ’tis a groome indeed, That take it on you at the firft fo roundly.

A grumlling groome, and that the girlc fhall findc. Pet. O

Kate content thee,prethee be not angry.
Tra. Cuifter then fhe,why ’tis impoifible. Kat. I will be angry, what haft thou to doe ?
Gre. Why hee’s a deuill.a deuill,a very fiend. Father,bc quiet, he fhall ftay my leifurc.
Tra. Why fhe’s a deuil!,a deuill,the deuils damme. Gre. I marry fir, now it begins to worke.
Gre. Tut,fhe’s a Lambe,a Doue.a foole to him: Kat. Gcntlcmcn/orward to the bridall dinner,
you fir
lie tell ;
Lucentio when the Priett I fee a woman may be made a foole
Should aske if Katherine fhould be his wife, If fhe had not a fpirit to refift.

I,by goggs woones quoth he,and iwore lo loud, Pet. They goe forward Kate at thy command,
fhall
That all amaz’d the Priett let fall the booke. Obey the Bride you that attend on her.
And as he ftoop’d againe to take it vp, Goe to the feaft, reuell and domineere
This mad-brain’d bridegroome tooke him fuch a cuffe. Carowfefull meal'urc to her maiden-head.
That downe fell Priett and booke,and booke and Priett, Be maddc and merry,or goehang your felues:
Now take them vp quoth he, if any htt. But for my bonuy Kate, fhe mutt with me
Tra.
What faid the wench when he rofe againe f Nay, looke not big, nor ftampe, nor ftare,nor fret,
Trembled and fhooke tor why, he ftamp’d and
Cjre. : ] will be matter of what is mine owne,

fwore.as if the Vicar meant to cozen him but after ma- : Shee is my goods,my chattels, fhe is my houfe.
ny ceremonies done, hee calls for wine, a health quoth My houfhold-ftuflfe,tr\y field,my barne
he,asifhehad beeneaboord carowfing to his Mates af- My horfe,my oxe,my afle, my any thing.
Mulcadell,and threw the fops
ter a ftormc, quaft off the And hcere fhe ftands, touch her who cuer dare,
all in hauing no other rcafon, but that
the Sextons face : lie bring mine atftion on the proudeft he

his beard grew thinneandhungerly,and feem’d to aske That flops my way in Padua Grumio :

him fops as hee was drinking This done, hee tooke the
: Draw forth thy weapon, we are befet with thccues
Bride about the neckc, and kift her lips with fuch a da- Rcfcue thy Mittrefle if thou be a man
morous finacke, that at the parting all the Church did Fcarenot fwcet wench,they fhall not touch thee Kate,
eccho: and I feeing this,camc thence for very fhame,and lie buckler thee againft a Million. Exeunt. P.Ka.
after mee I know the rout is comming, luch a mad mar- Tap. Nay, let them goe,a couple of quiet ones. (ing.
ryageneuer was before barke, harke, : I heare the min- Gre. Went they not quickly,! fhould die with laugh-
ftrcls play. Tilujtcke plajes. Tra. Of all mad matches ncuer was the like.
Luc. Mittrefle, what’s your opinion ofyour fitter?
Enter Petruchio, Kate ^Bianca, Horten(io,Baptij}a. Bian. Tfiat being mad her felfc,fhe’s madly mated.
Gre. I warrant him Petruckio is Katcd.
Perr.Gentlemcn &: friends, I thank you for your pains, Bap. Neighbours and friends,though Bride & Bridc-
Iknow you thinke to dinewithmeto day. For to fupply the places at the table, (groom wants
And haue prepar’d great (lore ofwedding checre. Y ou know there wants no iunkets at the feaft :

But fo it is, my hatte doth call me hence. Lucentto, you fhall fupply the Bridegrootnes place,
And therefore hcere 1 mcane to take my )e3iic. And let Bianca take her fitters roome.
Bap. 1st pofhble you will away to night f Tra. Shall fweet Bianca pra&ife how to bride it ?
Pet. I mutt away to day before night come, Bap. She fhall Lucentio-. come gentlemen lets goe.
Make it no wonder: ifyou knew my bufineffc. Enter Grumio. Exeunt.
You would intreat me rather goe then flay : Gru.: Fie, fie on all mad Mafters,8c
tired lades, on all

And honeft company,I thankc you all. all foule waies was cuer man fo beaten ? was euer man
:

That haue beheld megiue away my fclfe foraide ? was cuer man fo weary ? I am fent before to
To this moft patient, fwcet, and vertuous wife, make a fire, and they arc comming after to warmc them:
Dine with my father.drinke a health to me. now were not I alittlepot,&foonehot; my very lippes
For I mutt hence, and farewellto you ail. might freeze to my teeth, my tongucto theroofc of my
Tra. Let vs intreat you flay till after dinner. mouth, my heart in my belly, ere 1 fhould come by a fire
Pet. It may not be. to thaw me, but I with blowing the fire fhall warme my
Gra. Let me intreat you. fclfe: for confidering the weather, a taller man then I
Pet. It cannot be. will take cold Holla, hoa fortis.
:

Kat. Let me intreat you.

Pet. I am content. Enter Curtis.
Kat. Are you content to flay ? Curt. Who is that calls fo coldly ?
Pet. Iam content you fhall entreat me flay, Gru. A piece of Ice if thou doubt it , thou maift
:

Bu t yet not flay, entreat me how you can. Hide from my fhoulder to my hecle, with no
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greater a run buc my head and my necke. Afire good |
their blew coats brufh’d, and their garters of au indiffc-
Curtis. I rent knir, let them curtfie with their left legges, and not
Cur. Is my mafter and his wife comming Grumio ? !
prefume to touch a haire of my Mafters hotfe-taile, till

Cru. Oh I Ctirtu I, and therefore fire, fire, cart on no ! they kiffe their hands. Are they all rcadie?
water. Cur. They arc.
Cur. Is fire fo hot a fhrevv as fhe's reported. Gru. Call them forth. f

gru. She was good Curtis before this frofi: but thou Cur. Doyouhearc hopyou muftmeetc my maiftcr
know’ft winter tames man, woman, and beaft for it : to countenance my miftris.
hath tam’d my old ma'fter, and my new miftris, and my Gru. Why fhe hath a face of her owne.
felfe fellow fonts. Cur. Who knowes not that ?
Gyu. Away you three inch fooJe, I am no bead. gru. Thou it feemes, that cals for company to coun-
Gru. Ami but three inches? Why thy herne is a foot tenance her.
and fo long am I at the lead. But wilt thou make a fhe, Cur. I call them forth to credit her.'
or fhall I complaine on thee to our miftris, whofe hand Enter fours or fin e ferutngmen,
(fhc being now at hand) thou /halt foone fcele, tothy Gru. Why fhe comes to borrow nothing ofthem. 1

cold comfort, for being flow in thy hot office. Nat. Welcome home Grumio.
Cur. I prethee good Grumio, x.e\\ me, how goes the Thil. How now Grumio.
world? Iof. What Grumio.
Cru. A cold world Curtis in euery office but thine, & Ntc Fellow Grumio.
therefore fire do thy duty, and haue thy drucie, for my
: Nat. How now old lad,
Mafterand miftris are al'moft frozen to death. Gru. Welcome you how now you what you:
: : fel-
Cur. There’s fire rcadie, and therefore good Grumio low you and : thus much for greeting. Now my fpruce
thenewes. companions, is all readie, and all things neatc?

Gru. Why Iacke boy, ho boy, -and as much newes as Nat. Aft things is readie, how neere is our mafter ?
wilt thou. Gre. H’neat hand, alighted by this: and therefore be
Cur. Come, you of conicatching.
are fo full not Cockespaffion,filence, Ihearcmy mafter.
Cru. Why therefore fire, for
1 haue caught extreme
I

cold. Where’s the Cooke, is /upper ready, the houfe Enter Petruchio and Kate.
trim’d, rufhes ftrew’d, cobwebs (wept, the feruingmen Pet. Where be thefc knaucs? What no man at doorc
in their new fuftian, the white ftockings, and entry offi- To hold my ftirrop, nor to take my horfe l
cer his wedding garment on? Be thclackes faire with- /Where is Nathaniel, Gregory , Phillip.

in, the Gils fairc without, the Carpets laide, and cuerie AHfer. Heere,heerelir,heerefsr.
thing in order ? Pet. Heere fir,heere fir,heere fir,heere fir.
Cur. All readie : and therefore I pray thee newes. You logger-headed and vnpollifht groomes
Gru. Firft know my horfc is tired, my mafter & mi- What? no attendance? no regard? no dutie?
ftris falnc out. Cur. How? Where is the foolifli knaue I lent before?
Cru. Out of their faddles into the durt, and thereby Gru . Heere fir, as foolifh as I was befere.'
hangs a tale. /Vr. You
pezant,fwain,youhorlonrnaIc-horfedrudg
Cur. Let’s ha’c good Grumio. Did I not bid thcc meetc me in the Parke,
Cru. Lend thine ?are. And bring along thefe rafeal knaues with thee?
Cur. Heere. Grumio. Nathaniels coatc fir was not fully made,
Gru. There. A nd g*brels pumpes were
vnpinkt i’th heele all

Cur. This ’tis to feele a tale, not to hcare a tale. There was no Linkc to colour Peters hat,
Gru. And therefore ’tis cal’d a fenfiblc tale : and this And Walters dagger was not come from fheathing
CufFewas buttoknockeatyoureare, and befcech lift- There were none fine, but Adam, Rafe and Gregory ,
ning : now I begin, lnprimis wee came downc a fowle The reft were ragged, old, and beggerly,
hill, my Mafter riding be’ninde my Miftris. Yet as they are, heere are they come to meete you.
Cur. Both ofonchorfe? Vet. Go rafcals, goiand fetch my fupper in. Ex.Ser.
gru. What’s that to thee? Where is the life tliajc late I led?
Cur. W hy a horfc.
T
Where are thofe ? Sit downe Kate,
Cru. Tell thou the tale but hadft thou not croft me,
: And welcome. Soudjfoudffour^foud.
thou fhouldft haue heard how her horfc fcl, and fhc vn- Enter feruants with fupper.
der her horfe : thou fhouldft haue heard in how miery a Why when I fay? Nay good fweete Katebe merrie.
place, how fhe was bemoil’d, how hee left her with the Off wuhmy boots, you rogues :you villaincs, when?
horfe vpon her, how he beat me becaufc her horfe (fum- It was the Friar of O) ders gray
bled, how fire waded through the durt topluckc him off As heforthwaJ'yedon hurray.
me how he fwore.how fhc prai’d, that neuerprai’d be-
: Out you rogue you plucke my footeawrie,
fore how I cried, how the horfes ranne away, how her
: Take that, and mend the plucking of the other.
bridle was burft how I loft my crupper, with manie
: Be merrie Kate: Some water heere what hoa. :

things of worthy memoric, which now fhall die in obli- Enter one with water.
uion, and thou returne ynexpfcricnc’d to thy graue. Where’s my Spaniel TroiluA. Sirra, get you hence,
Cur. By this reckning he is more fhrew than flic. And bid my cozen Ferdinand cornc hither:
Gru. I,and that thou and the proudeft of you all fhall One Kate that you muft kiffe, and be acquainted with.
findewhen he comes home. But what talke 1 of this? Where arc my Slippers f Shall I haue fome w ater ?
Call forth Nathaniel, Iofeph, Nicholas, fhillip, Walter, Su~ Come Kate and wafh ,& welcome heartily :
gerfep and the reft: let their heads bceflickely comb'd. you horfoti villainc, will you let it fall f
T3 Kate
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Kate . Patience I pray you, ’ewas a fault vnvvilling. Stand by, and marke the manner ofhis teaching.
j

Pet. A horfon beetle-headed flap-ear’d knaue : Enter 'Bianca.

Come Kate fit down©, 1 know you haue a ftomackc. Hor. Now Miftris, profit you in what you reade ?
Will you giuc thankes, fwectc Katc,ot clfc fliall I ? Bian. What Matter readeyoufirft, refolue me that ?
What’s this. Mutton ? Hor. I reade, that I profeffe the Arc to loue.
I .Ser. I. Bian And may you proue fir Matter of your Art.
Pet. Who brought it? Luc. While y ou fweec dccrc ptoue Miftrefle of my
Peter, I. heart.
Pet. ’Tis burnt, and fo is all the meatc : Hor. Quickeproceedcrs marry, now tel me I pray,
What dogges are thefe ? Where is the ralcall Cooke ? you that durftfweare that your miftris Bianca
How durft you villaines bring it from the drctTcr Lou’ d me in the World fo wcl as Lucentio.
And ferue it thus to me that loue it not ? Tra. Oh defpightful Loue, vneonftant womankind,
There, take it to you, trenchers, cups.and all : I tel theft Lifto this is wonderfull.
You heedlcfle iolt-hcads, and vnmanner’d flaues. Miftakenomore, I am not
Hor.
What, do you grumble? lie be with you ftraight. Nora Mufitian as I feemeto bee,
Kate. 1 pray you husband be not lo dilquiet. But one that fcorne to liuc in this difguife.
The meatc was well, if you were fo contented. For fuch a one as leaues a Gentleman,

Pet. I tell thee Ah«r<r, ’twas^burnt and dried away’) And makes a God of fuch a Cullion ;

And I cxprclfely am forbid to touch it : Know fir, that I am cal’d Hortenfio,

For it engenders cho!ler,p)anteth anger. Tra. Signior Hortenfio ,1 haue often heard
And better ’twere that both ofvs did {aft, Of your entire attention to 2lianca,
Since of our fclues, our el ties arc chollericke,
i And mine eyes are witneffe of her lightncffe,
fince

Then feede it with luch ouci-roftcd flefh.- 1 wil with you, if you be fo contented,
Be patient, to morrow’c ftialbe mended, Foi fwearc Bianca , and her loue for euer.
And forthis night we’l fafl for compame. how they kiffc and court: Signior Lucentioj
Hor.. See
Com$I wil bring thee to thy.Bridall chamber. Exeunt. Heerc my hand, and heerc I firmly vow
is

Enter Servants federally . Newer ro woo her more, but do forfwearc her
Nath. Peter tlidft cuer fee the like. A s one vn worchie all the former fauours
Peter. Hckils her in her owne humor. That I haue fondly flatter’d them withall.
(jrmmio. -Where is be? 7 ra. And heerc I take the like vnfained oath,
Enter Curt a a Servant. Neuer to marrie with her, though fhe would iutieate,
Cur. In her chamber, making a fermon of continen- Fie on her, fee how beafily fhe doth c< urr him.!
cietoher, andrailes,and fweares, and rates, that fhee Hor. Would all the world buc he had quite forfworn
(poore foule) knowesnot which way to ftand,tolooke, For me, thac I may lurely keepe mine oath.
to fpcake, and fits as one new rifen from a dreame. A- I wil be married to a wealthy Widdow,
way, away, tor he is comining hither. Ere three dayes pafle, which hath as long lou’d me, -

Enter Vetruchio. As I hsue lou’d this proud difdainful Haggard,

Pet. Thus haue I politickely begun my tcigne. And fo farewcl fignior Lucentio,
And ’tis my hope to end fucccftcfully : Kindneffe in women, not their beauteous lookes
My Faulcon now is iharpc, and pafimg emptie, Shal win my loue, and io I take my leaue,
And til fhe ftoopc, fhe mutt not be full gorg’d, In rcfolucion, as I fwere before.
For then (he neuer lookes vpon her lure. Tra. Miftris Bianca bieffe you with fuch grace,
,

Another way I haue to man my Haggard, As longeth to a Louers bleffed cafe

To make her come, and know her Keepers coll : Nay, I hauecane you napping gentle Loue,
That is, to watch her, as wc watch thelc Kites, And haue forfworneyou with Hortenfio.
That baite, and beatc, and will not be obedient : Bian. Tranio you ieft, but haue you both forfyvorne
She catc no meatc to day, nor none (hall eatc. rnee?
Laft night fheflept not, nor to nightfhe fhall not : Tra. Miftris we haue.
As with the meste, fome vndeferued fault Luc. Then wc are rid of Life.
lie finde about the making of the bed, Tra. lYdith hee’l haue a luflic Widdow now.
And heerc lie fling the pillow, there the boulfter. That fhalbe woo’d, and wedded in a day.
This way the Couerlet, another way the fheets Bian. God glue him ioy.
and amid this hurlie I intend.
I, Tra. I,and hee’l tame her.
That all is done in rpuerend ca.eofher. Bianca. He fayes fo Tranio. .

And in conclufion, fhe dial watch all night. T ra. gone vnto the taming fchoole.
Faith he is

And iffhc chance to nod, lie raile and brawle. Bian. The taming fchoole: whot is there fuch a place?
And with the clamor keepe her ftil awake :
Tra. I miftris, and Pctrucbie is the mafter,
This is a way to kil a Wile with kindneffe, Thac teachcth ttickes eleuen and t wentie long,
And thus lie curbe her mad and headftrong humor :
To tame a fhrew, and ebarme her chattering tongue.
He that knowes better how to tame a (brew. Enter Btendello.
Now let him fpeakc, 'cis charity to (hew. Exit Bion. Oh Matter, mafter I haue watcht folong,
Enter Tranio And Horte^fie: That I am dogge-wearie, bnt at laft I fpied
Tra. 1s t pofsible friend Ltf>e, tha^phiftris “Bianca An ancient Angel cornicing downe the hill,
Doth fancic any ocher but Lucent ie, Wil ferue the turn*.
you fir, fhe beares me faire in hand.
I tel Tra. What is he Btendello}
I«A Sir, to fatisfie you in what I haue fai^ Bie. Mafter, a Marcantant,or a pedant,
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I know no: what, but formall in apparrell. (fru. No, no forfoocb I dare noE for my life.
In ®ate and countenance furely like a Fachcr. Ka. The more my wroDg, the more his fpite appears.
L*c. And what of him JrAnte ? What, did he marriemeto famifinme ?
fra. Ifhc be credulous, and tcuft my tale, Beggers that come vnto my fathers doore,
lie make him glad to leeme Vinsentto Vpon intreatie haue a prefent almes,
And giuc a durance to f apt ft a Mtnola. lfnot,elfewhercthey meetewirh charitie:
As if hewere the right Vtncentio. But I, who neucr knew how to intreat.
Par. T ake me your loue, and then let me alone. Nor neuer needed that I finould intreare,
purer a Pedant. Am ftaru’d for meate, giddic for lacke offieepe
Ped. Godfaueyou fir. With oathes kept waking, and with brawling fed.
f ra. And you fir, you are welcome, And that which lp ghts me more then all thele wants,
Trauaileyou farreon. or are you at the fai'thcft ?„ He does it vndernameofperfedl loue :

Ted. Sir at the fartheft for a weeke or two. As who fiiould lay. ifl finould fleepeor eatd
But then vp farther, and as farre as Rome, ’
Twerc deadly fickneflc, or elfe prefent death.

And fo to Tripolie, IfGod lend me life. I prethee go, and. get mefome repaft,
fra. WhatCountreyman I pray? I care not w hat, io it be holfome foode.
Ped. Of Mantua. Cjru. What fay you to a Neats foote ?

fra. Of Mantua Sir, marrieGod forbid. Kate. ’T is pafsing good, I prethee let me hauc it.

And come to Padua carelcfTc ofyour life. Gru. 1 (care it is too choilericke a meate.
Ped. My life fir? how I pray? for tnat goes hard. How lav you to a fat Tripe finely broyl’d ?
fra. ’Tis death for any one in Mantua Kate. 1 like it well, good Grumio fetch it me.
To cometoPadua, know you not the caufc ? Gru. I cannoc tell, I feare ’tis choilericke.
Your fhips ate Raid ac Venice, and the Duke What fay you to a peccc ofBeefe and Muftard?
For priuate quarrel ’twixt your Duke and him, Kate A difin that I do loue to feede vpon.
Hath publifh’d and proclaim'd it openly : Gru. T, but the Muftard is too hot a little.

’Tis meruaile, but that you are but newly come, Kate. Why then theBeefe, and let the Muftard reft.
you might hauc heard it elfe proclaim’d about. Gru. Nay then I wil nor, you final haue the Muftard
“Ped. Alas fir, it is worfe for me then fo, Or elfe you get no bs efe ofGrumio.
For I hauc bils for monie by exchange Kate. Then both or one, or any thing thou wilt.
From Florence, and muft heere deliuer them. (fru. Why then the Muftard without the beefe.
fra. Wei fir,todoyoucourtefie. Kate. Gogetrheegonc, thou falfe deluding flaue.
This wil I do, and this I wil aduife you, Beats him.
Firft tell me, hauc you euer beene at Pifa ? That feed’ft me with the verie name of meate.
Ped. I fir, in Pifa hauc I often bin, Sorrow on thee, and all the packe ofyoa
Pifa renowned for graue Citizens. That triumph thus vpon my mifery :
fra. Among them know you one Vincentiol Go get thee gone, I fay.

Ped. I know him not, but I hauc heard of him

A Merchant of incomparable wealth. Pnter Petrttchio ^nd Horteufo with meate.
fra. He is my father fir, and footh to fay, Petr. How
fares my Kate, what fweeting all a.mort ?

In count’nance fomewhat doth refemble you. Hor. MiftriSjWhac eheere ?

"jBion. As much as an apple doth an oytter, & all one. Kate. Faith as cold as can be.
fra. Tofaueyourlifeinthisextremitic, Pet. Plucke vp thy fpirits, looke cheerfully vpon me.
This fauor wil 1 do you for his fakc,*" Heere Loue, thou feeft how diligent I am,
And thinke it not the word ofall your fortunes. To drefic thy meate my felfe, and bring it thee.
That you are like to Sir Vincentio. I am fure iweet Kate, this kindneflemerites thsnkcj.

His name and credite final you vndertake, What, not a word? Nay then, thou lou’ft it not;
And in my houfe you be friendly lodg’d,
final And all my paines is forred to noproofe.

Looke that yon take vpon you as you finould, Heere take away this difin.
you vnderftand me fir fo final you ftay: Kate. I pray you let it ftand.

Til you haue done your bufineffe in the Citie Pet. Thepooreft leruice is repaidevvith thankes.

If this be court’fie fir, accept of it. And fo ftnall mine before you touch the meate.
Ped. Oh fir I do, and you euer
wil repute Kate I thanke you fir.
.

The patron of my life and libertie. Hor. Signior Petruchio , fie you arc too blame
fra. Then go with me,.to make the matter good, Come KCftris Kate, lie beare you companie.
This by the way I let you vnderftand. Petr. Eate it vp 3)1 Hortenjio , if thou loueft meet
My father is heere look'd for euerie day, Much good do it vr.to thy gentle heart
Topafle afluranceof a dowre in marriage Kate eate apace and now my honie Loue,
;

’Twixt me, and one Baptiflae daughter heere: Will wereturnc vnto thy Fathers houfe.
In all thefecircumftjnces lie inftrutfyou, And rcucll it as brauely as the beft.
Go with me to cloathyouas becomes you. Exeunt. With filken coats and caps, and golden Rings,
With Ruffes and Cuffes,and Fardingalcs,and things :

With Scarfes, and Fapncs, & double change of brau'ry

With Amber Bracelets, Beades, and all this knau’ry.
^4 Bus Qmrtuu SccnaTuma. What haft thou din’d ? TheTailor ftaies thy lcafure,
Todcckethy bodie with his ruffling treafurc.
Enter Kat henna and ramie. Enter Tailor.
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\ Come Tailored rs fee thefc ornaments. <

Cm. Face not race: thou hsft brau’d manic mem
Enter H fiber tLtfrer. braue not me; I will neither bcefac’d nor brau’d. I lay
Lay forth the gownc. What newes with you fir? rnto thee, I bid thy Mafter cut out the gowne, but I did
Fel. Heere is the cap your Worfhip did befpeake. not bid him cut it to pceces.Ergo thou heft.
Pet. Why this was moulded on a porrengcr, Tfiil. Why heere is the note of the fafhion to teftify.

A Veluet difh : Fie, fie, ’tis lewd and filthy, Pet. Readeit.
Why ’tis a cockle or a walnut-fhell, Cru. The note lies in’s threate if he fay I faid fo,
A knacke, a toy, a tricke, a babies cap : Tfiil• Inprimis,aloofe bodied gowne.

Away with it, come let me haue a bigger. Cm. Matter, ifeuer I faid loofe-boaied gowne, fow
Kfite. haue no bigger, this doth fit the time.
lie me in the skirts of it, and beate me to death with a bot-
And Gentlewomen wearc i'uch caps as thefc. tome of browne thred : I faid a gowne.
Pet, When you are gentle, you fhall haue one too, Pet. Proccede.
And not till then. Tai. Withafmallcompaftcape.
Her. That will not be in haft. Cm. I confcflc the cape.
Kate. Why fit I truft I may haue leaue to fpeake. Tai. With a trunke fleeue.

And fpeake I am no childc, no babe,

will. I Gru. I eonfefle two flccues,

Your betters haue indur’d me fay my minde. Tai: The fleeucs curioufly cut.

And If you cannot, beft you ftop youreares. Pet. I there’s the villanie.

My tongue will tell the anger of my heart. gru. Error i’th bill fir, error i’th bill ? I commanded
Or els my heart concealing it wil breake. the fleeucs fhould be cut out, and fow’d vp againe, and
And rather then it fhall, I will be free, that He proue vpon thee, though thy little finger be ar-

Euen to the vttermott 3s I pleafe in words. med in a thimble.

Pet. Why thou fail! true, it is paltriccap, Tati. This is true that I fay, and I had thee in place

A cuftard coften, a bauble, a filken pie, where thou fhouldft know it.

I loue thee well in th3c thou lik’ft it not. Gru, lam for thee ftraight: take thou the bill, giue
Kfite. Loue me, or loue me nor, I like the cap. me thy meat-yard, and fparc not me.
And it I will haue, or I will haue none. Her. God-a-mercie Grumio, then hec fhall haue no
Pet. Thy gowne, why I: come Taiior let vs fec’t. oddes.
Oh mercie God, whatmas,king ftuft'e is hecre ? Pet. Well fir in breefe the gownc is not for me,
Whats this? a fleeue ? ’tis like demi cannon Cru. Y ou ate i’th right fir, ’tis for my miftris.
What, vp and downc caru’d like an apple Tart ? Pet. Go take
vp vntothymaftersvfe.
it

Heers (nip, and nip, and cut, and fii fh and flafh. Gru. Villaine, not for thy life: Takcvp myMiftrefle
Like to a Cenfor in a barbers fhoppe gowne for thy matters vfc.
Why what a deuils name Tailor cal’ft thou this? .< Pet. Why fir, what’s your conceit in that?
Her. 1 fee fhees like to haue neither cap nor gowne. Cm. Oh fir, the conceit is deeper then you think for:
Tai. You bid memakeitorderlieand well, Take vpmyMiftris gowne to his matters vfe.
According to the fafhion, and the time. Oh fie, fie, fie.
Pet. Marric and did: but if you be remembred, Pet. Hortenjio, fay thou wiltfieethcTailorpaidc:
I did not bid you marre it to the time. Go take it hence, be gone, and fay no more.
Go hop me ouer eucry kennell home, Hor Tailor, lie pay thee for thy gowne to morrow.
.

For you fhall hop without my cuftomc fir : Take no vnkindnelTc of his haftie words :

He none of it ; hence.make your beft of it.* Away I lav, commend me to thy mafter. Exit Tfiil.
Kfite. I ncucr law a better lafhion’d gowne, Pet. Well, come my Kate } vte will vnto your fathers,

More queint, more pleafing, nor more commendable t Eucu in thefc hooett meane habiliments
Bclikeyou meanc to make a puppet of me. Our purfes fhall be proud, our garments poore
Pet. Why true, he meanes to make a puppet of thee. For ’tis the minde that makes the bodie rich.
Tfiil. She faics your Worfhip meanes to make a And as the Sunne breakes through the darkeft clouds.

puppet of her. So honor pecreth in the meaneft habit.

Pet. Oh monftrous arrogance: What is the Jay more precious then the Larke‘?
Thoulyeft, thouthred, thou thimble. Becaufe his feathers aremore beautifull.
Thou yard three quarters, halfc yard, quarter, naile. Or is the Adder better then the Eele,
Thou Flea, thou Nit, thou winter cricket thou Becaufe his painted skin contents the eye.
Brau’dinmineownehoul'e with a skeinc otthred : Oh no good Kate : neither art thou the worfe
Away thou Ragge, thou quantitie, thou remnant. For this poore furniture, and meanc array.
Or I fhall £> be-metc thee with thy yard. If thou accouDtedtt it fhamc, lay it on me.

As thou fhalt thinke on prating whil’ft thou liu’ft : And therefore frolicke, we will hence forthwith.
I tell theethat thou haft marr’d her gowne.
I, To feaft and fporc vs at thy fathers houfe.
Tfiil. Your worfhip is dccciu’d, the gownc is made Go call my men, and let ts ftraight to him.
my matter had dire<ftion
Iuft as : And bring our horfes vnto Long-lane end,
Crumie gauc order how it fhould be done. There wil we mount, and thither walke on feote.
Grt*. I gauc him the ftuffe.
gaue him no order, I Let’s fce,I thinke ’tis now fome feuen a clocke,
Tfiil- But how did you defire it fhould be made f Aud well we may come there by dinner time.
Gru. Marrie fir with needle andthred. Kate I dare aflurc you fir,’tis almoft two.
Tfiil- But did you not requeft to haue it cut t And ’twill be fupper time ere you come there.
^ru. T hou haft fac’d many things. Pet. It (hall be feuen ere I go to horfe:

Tfiil- I haue. Looke what I fpeake, or do, or thinke to doe,

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alone, Wcelepaffe the bufineflepriuately and well
You arc ftill eroding it, firs let’t :

to day, and ere I doe. Send for your daughter by your feruant here,
I will not goe
It (hall be what a clock I fay it is. My Boy {hall fetch the Scriuener prefentlie,
Her. Why fo this gallant will command the funne. The woi ft is this that at fo (lender warning,
You arc like to haue a thin and flcndcr pittance.
Enter Tranh,and the Pedant drejl like Vincentio. Bap. It likes me well
7>4 . Sirs, this is the houfc, plcafc it you that I call. Cambto hie you home, and bid Bianca make her readie
what elfe, and but I be deceiued, ftraight:
Ped. I

I Signior Baptfia any remember me And if you will tell what hath hapned,
Lucenttos Father is arriued in Padua,
Ncere twentie yeares a goe in Genoa.
And how {he
1

like to be Lucentios wife.

Tra. Where we were lodgers, at the Pegafus
s

Biond. praic the gods fhe may withall my heart.

Ti* well, and hold your owne in any calc
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Exit.
With fuch auftcritie as longeth to a father.
Tran. Dallie not with the gods,bur get thee gone.
Enter Biondello. Enter Peter.

warrant you but fir here comes your boy, Signior Baptifia, fhall I leadc the way,
Ped. I :

he were lehool’d. VVe.come, one meffe is like to be your chcere.

Twere good
Tra. Fe 3 re you not him: firra Biondello,
Come fir, we will better it in Pifa,
Bap. follow you. Exeunt.
Now doe your dutiethroughlic I aduileyou 1

Imagine ’twere the right Vtneentio.

Enter Lucentto and Biondello.
Bion. Tut,feare not me.
Bion. Cambto.
Tra. But haft thou done thy errand to Baptfia.
Bion. I told him that your father was at twee. V Luc. What faift thou Biondello.
Biond. Youfawmy Mafler winkc and laugh vpon
And that you look’c for him this day in Padua .
you?
Tra. Th’art a tall fellow, hold thee that to drinke,
Luc. Biondello, what of that?
Here comes Baptfia ; fee your countenance fir.
Biond. Faith nothing : but has left mee here bchinde
Enter Baptifia and Lucentto Pedant hosted : to expound the meaning or morrall of his fignes and to
and bare headed.
i
kens.
Luc. I pray thee moralize them.
Tra- Signior Baptifia you are happilie met
Biond. Then thus Baptifia is fafe talking with the
Sir, this is the gentleman I told you of,
:

deceiuing Father of a dcceitfull fonne.

i
pray you ftand good father totne now,
j

Giue me Bianca for my patrimony. Luc. And what of him?

Biond. His daughter to be brought bv you to the
Ped Softfon: fir by your !eaue,hauing comtoPtfd«4
is

To gather in foroe debts, my fon Lucentto fupper.

i
Made me acquainted with a waighty caule Luc. And then.
Bio. Theold Prieft at Saint Lukes Church is at your
Of louebetweene your daughter and himfelfe : ^
And for the good report I heare ofyou, command ac all heures.
Luc. And what of all this.
And for the loue he beareth to your daughter.
Bion. I cannot tell, expe& they are bufied about a
And Are to him: today him not too long,
counterfeit affurance take you affurance of her. Cum
I am content in a good fathers
:
care

hauehim matcht,and lfyoupleafc to like ad Impremendumfolem, to th’ Church take the

prettilegio
To
Prieft, Clarke, and fomc fufficient honeft witneffes t
No wotfe then I,vpon fome agreement
Me (hall you finde readie and willing if this be not that you lookefot,I haue no more to fay,
But bid Bianca farewell for euer and a day,
I

With one confent to haue her fo beftowed :

For curious I cannot be with you Luc. Hcar’ftthou Biondello.

Biond. I cannot tarry : I knew wench maried in an
Signior Baptifia, of whom I heare fo well.
a

Bap. Sir, pardon me in what 1 haue to lay, afeetnoone as fhee went to the Garden for Parfeley to
plainneffe and your fhoreneffe pleafe me well fluffeaRabit, and fo may you fir: and fo adew fir, my
Your
Right true ic is your tonne Lucentto here Mafter hath appointed me to goe to Saint Lukes to bic
Doth loue my daughter,and (he loueth him, the Prieft be readie to come againft you come with your
appendix. Exit
Or both diffemble deepely their affe&ions
therefore ifyou fay no morethen this, Luc. I may 3nd be fo contented
will, if fhe .*

I And
I Thatlike aFatheryou will deale with him, She will be pleas’d, then wherefosc fhould I doubt :
1 And paffe my daughter a fufficient dower. Hap what hap may. He roundly goe about her :
It {hall goe hard if Cambio goe without her. Exit
The match is made, and all is done,
Your fonne {hall haue my daughter with confent.
Enter Vetruchio, Kate.Hortentio
Tra lthankeyoufir,whercthendoeyouknowbeft
•

We be affied and fuch affurance tane, Tetr. Come on aGods name, once more toward onr
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fathers
As fluU with either parts agreement ftand.
Bap. Not in my houlc Lucentto ,for you know Good Lord how bright and goodly fhines the Moone.
Pitchers haue cares, and I haue manic feruants,
Kate. The Moone, the Sunne ; it is not Moonelight
I Beftdes old Gremio is harkning ftill, now.
1 And happilie we might be interrupted, Tet. I fay it is the Moone that fhines fo bright.
Tra. Thenatmylodging,anditlikeyou, Kate. I know it is the Sunne that {hines fo bright.
y
I There doth my father lie : and there
this night Pet. Now by my mothers fonne, and that’s my felfe.
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1 It fhall be moone,or ftarrc,or what I lift. And wander we to fee thy honeft fonne,
Or ere I iourncy to your Fathers houfe Who will of thy arriuall be full ioyous.
Goe on, and fetch our horfes backe againe, Vine. But is this true, or is it elfc your pleafure,
Euermore croft and croft, nothing but croft. Like pleafant trauailors to breake a left
Hert. Say as he faies, or we fhall neuer goe. Vpon the companic you ouertake?
Kate. Forward I pray,fince vve haue come fo farre. Hart, I doc affure thee father fo it is.
And beit moonc,orfunne,or what you pleafe: Terr. Come goe along and fee the truth hereof.
And if you pleafe to call it a rufh Candle, For our firft merriment hath made thee iealous. Exeunt.
Henceforth I vowe it fhall be fo for me. Hor. Well Petntcbio , this has put me in heartj
Petr. I fay it is the Moonc. Haue ro my Widdow, and iffhefroward,
Kate. I know it is the Moonc. Then haft thou taught Jfortentietobc vntoward. Exit.
Petr. N3y theu you lye it is the bleffcd Sunne.
:

TheD God be blctt, it in the blcfl'ed fun.

Kate. Enter ‘Biondello , Lucentio and Tianea, Gremto
But funneit is not, when you fay it is not. ie out before.
And thcMoone changes eucn as your minde : Bieni. Softly and fwiftly fir, for the Prieft is ready.
What you will haue it nam'd,cucn that it is, Luc. I flic Biondello •
but they may chance to neede
And fo it fhall be fo for Katherine. thee at home, therefore leaue ts. Exit.
Uort. PetrHchie , goe thy waies.the field is won. Biend. Nay faith, lie fee the Church your backe
a
Petr. Well, forward, forward,thus the bowle fhould and then come backe to my miftris as fooneas I can.
And not vnluckily againft the Bias.- (run, Gre. I inaruaile Cambio conies not all this while.
Butfoft, Company is comminghcre-
Erfter Tetrnchio , Kate, Vineentio Cjrumio
}

Enter Vineentio. with Attendants.

Gcod morrow gentle Miftris, where away s Petr. Sirhcresthedoore, thisisLwcfwrio/houfe,
T el! me fweetc Kate.xnd tell me truely too. My Fathers bcares more toward the Market-place,
Haft thou beheld a frefher Gentlewoman ; Thither niuft l,and hercl leaue you fir.
Such warre of white and red within her chcekes Vin. You (hall not choofc but drinke before you go,
What ftars do fpanglc heauen with fuch beaucie. I chinkc I fhall command your welcome here;

As thofe two eyes become that hcauenly face ? And by all likelihood fomecheereis toward. Knacky
Faire louely Maide.once more good day to thee Grent. They're bufie within, you were beft knocke
Sweete Kate embrace her for her beauties fake. lowder.
Htrt. A will make the man mad to make the woman Pedant looses cut ofthe window.
ofhim. P ed What’s he that knockes as he would beat down?
Kate. Yong budding Virgin, faire, and fr»lh,5: fwcct, the gate?
Whether away,or whether is thy aboadc? Pin. IsSignior Lucentio within fir?

Happy the Parents of fo faire a childc Ped. He's within fir,but not to be fpoken withall.
Happier the man whom fauourablc fiats Vine. What it a man biing him a hundred poundor
A lots thee for his louely bedfellow. two to make merrie withall.
Petr. Why how now Kate,l hope thou art not mad. Ped. Keepe your hundred pounds to you; felfc, hoc
This is a man old, wrinckked, faded, withered, neede none fo long as 1 Hue.
fhall

And not a Maiden, as thou faift he is. Nay,I told you your fonne was well beloucd in
Petr.

Kate. Pardon old father my miftaking cies, Padua doe you hcare fir, to leaue friuolous circumftan-
:

That haue brnfobedazled with the funne. ces, I pray you tell fignior Lucentio that his Father is

That euery thing I lookc on feemeth greene : come from Pifa , and is here at the doore to fpeakc with
Now I p erceiuc thou art a reucrent Father him.
Pardon I pray thee for my mad miftaking. Ped. Thou lieft his Father is come from Padua, and
Petr. Do good old grandfirc,& withall make known here looking out at the window.
Which way thou crauellcft,if along with vs, Art thou his father?
Vin.

We (hall ba ioyfull of thy companic. Ped. mother laics, ifl may beleeue her.
I fir,fo his

yin. Faire Sir, and you my merry Miftris, Petr. Why how now gentleman: why this is flat kna-
That with your ftrange encounter much amafdc me erie to take vpon you another mans name.
My name is call’d Vineentio my dwelling Pifa t
,
Peda. Lay hands on the villaine, I beleeue a meanes
And bound I am to Vadua, there to vifite tocofen fome bodie in thisCitie vnder my countenance.
A fonne of mine,which long I haue not fccne. Enter Biondello.
Petr. What is his name? Bio. I haue feenethem in the Church together, God
Vine. Lucentio gentle fir. fend’em good (hipping : but who is here? mine old Ma-
Petr. Happily met, the happier for thy fonne: tter Vincentto now wee arc vodone and brough to no-
And now by Law,as well as reucrent age, thing.

I may intitle thee my louing Father,

Vin. Come hither crackhempe.
The fitter to my wife, this Gentlewoman, hope I may choofc Sir.
Bien. I

Thy Sonne by this hath married wonder not,: Vm. Come hither you rogue what haue you forgot ,

Nor be not gricued, flic is of good cftceme. mee?

Her dowric wealthie,and of worthie birth ; Btend. Forgot you, no fir I could not forget you, for
:

Befide,fo qualified, as may befeeme I neuer faw you before in all my life.
The Spoufe of any noble Gentleman : Vine. What,you notorious villaine,didft thou neuer
Let sne imbrace with oldV/ncentto, fee thy Miftris father , ymtentie ?
Bien. What
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Bton. What my old worftiipfull old matter? yes That hauc by marriage made thy daughter mine.
marie fir fee where he lookes out ofthe window. While counterfeit fuppofesbleer’d thine cine.
Vin. Iftfoindeede. Hebeates Biondello. Cre. Here s packing with a witnefie to decciue vs all
Sion. Helpe,hclpe, helpe,here’s a mad man will mur- Vm. Where is that damned villaine Tranio,
dcrme. That fac’d and braued me in this matter fo?
Pedan. Helpe, fonne, helpc fignior Baptifta. Bvp. Why.tell me is noc this my Cambio ?
Petr. Pree the Kate let’s ftand afide and lee the end of Bum. Cambio is chang’d into Lucentio.
thisconcrouerfie. Luc. Louc wrought thefe miracles. Biancat louc
Made me exchange my ftace with Tranio,
Enter Pedant with feruants^BaptifiagTramo. While lie did bearc my countenance in the towne,
Tra. Sir, what arc you that otter to beate my fer- And happilie I haue arriued at the laft
uant? . i . Vnto the wifhed hauen ofmy bliffe :
V i >c. What am I fir:nay what are you fir: ohimmor- What Tranio did, my lclte enforft him to ;
taii Goddes oh fine : villaine, a filkendoubdec, a vel- Then pardon him lweete Father for my lake.
uethofe,a Icarict doake, and a copataine hat oh I am : Zsin. Ilcflit the villainesnofe that would haue fent
vadonc, I am vndonc : while I plaie the good husband me to the laile,
at home, my fonne and my fcruant fpend all at the vn:- Bap. But doe you heare fir, haue you marriedmy
uerfitie. daughter without asking my good will ?
Tra. How now, what’s the matter? Vin. Feare not B apt ft a, we will content you.goe to :

Baft. What is the man lunaticke ? but I will in to bereueng’d tor this villanie. Exit,
Tra. Sir, youfecme a fober ancient Gentleman by Bap. And I to found the depth of this knauerie. Exit.
your habit : but your words ftiew you a mad man why : Luc Looke noc pale Bianca, thy father will not frown.
.

what cernes it you, if I weare Pearle and go!d:I thank

fir,
Exeunt.
my good Father, I am able to maintaine it. Gre. My cakeis dotig,hbut lie in among the reft,
Vin. 1 hy father: oh villaine, he is a Saile-maker in Out ot hope of all, but my Pnare of the fcaft.
Bergamo. Kate. Husband follow, to fee the end of this adoe,
let’s
Bap. You miftake fir k youmiftakefir, praie what do P etr. Firtt kifle me Kate, and we will.
you thinke is his name ? Kate. What in the midft of the ftreete ?
Tin. His name, as if Iknew not his name I hauc : Petr. What arc thou afhara’d of me ?
brought him vp euer fince he was three yeeresold, and Kate. Mo fir, God forbid, but aftiam’d to kifie.
his name is Tronio. Petr. Why then let’s home agame Come Sirra : let’s
fed. Awaie,awaie mad affe, his name is Lucentio ,ind awaie.
he is mine onelie fonne and heire to the Lands of me fi<*- Kate. Nay, I
® will giue thee a kiffe, now praie thee
•

nior V7intent io* Loueftaie.

Ten. Lucentio: oh he hath murdred his Matter; laic Petr. Is not this well? come my fweete Kate.
hold on him I charge you in the Dukes name: oh my Better once then ueucr, for neucr to late. Exeunt,
fonne, my fonne : tell me thou villaine, where is my fon
Lucentio ?

Tra. Call forth an officer: Carrie this madknaueto

the laile: father Baptifta, I charge you Ice that hee be AHus Quintus
torth comming.
Vine. Carrie me to the laile?
(jre Scaie officer, hefhall not go toprifon. Enter Baptfta,Vincentio premia ,the Pedant , L ucentio, and
Bap. Talkenotfignior^^wis: I faie he fhall goeto Bianca. Tranio , Biondello Grumio , e>nd Hiddovo :

prifon. The Seruingmen with Tranio bringing

Gre. Takeheedc fignior leaftyoube coni- tn a Banquet.

catchtdnthisbufinefle : I dare fwearethis is the right Luc. At laft, though long, our iarring notes agree,
Vincent to. And time it is when raging warre is come.
Ped. S weare if thou dar’ft. To fmile at fcapesand perils ouerblownc:
§re. Naie, Idare not fweare it. MyfairejB/rf«c<*bid my father welcome.
Tran. Then thou wert bett faie that I am not Lu- While with felfelame kindnefte welcome thine:
I

centio. Brother PetruchiofiRer Katerina

Gre. Yes,Iknow theetobefignior Lucentio. And thou Hortentio with thy louinglViddow:
Bap. Awaie with the dotard, to the laile with him. Feaft with the beft,and welcome to my houfe.
Enter Biondello , Lucentio and Bianeu. My Banket is to clofe our ftomakes vp
Vin. Thus ftrangers may be haild and abufd oh mon- :
^fter our great good cheere
piaie you fit downe,
:

ftrousvillaine. p 0 v now wc fit to chat as well as eatc.

"Bton. Oh we are fpoil’d,and yonder he is,denic him, Petr. Nothing but fit and fit,and cate and eate.
fcrfwcare him, or elfe wc are all vndone. Bap. Padua affords this kindnefle, fonne Petruchio.
Exit Biondello, Tranio and Pedant asfaft at may be. Petr. Padua affords nothing but what is kindc.
Luc. Pardonfweete father. Kntele. Hor. For both our fakes I would that word were true.
Vin. Liucs my fweete fonne ? Vet. Now for my life Hortentio fcarcs his Widow,
Biin. Pardon decre father. Wtd. Thenneuerttuftmeiflbeaffeard.
Bap , How haft thou offended, where is Lucentio ? Petr. Youareveric fencible, and yet you mifle my
Luc: Herc’sLK«»r»,right fonne to ithe right Vin- fence
cent io, . . ;;_d I meanc Hortentio is afeard of you.
Wtd. K«
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IVid. He that is giddie thinks the world turns round. Ig°e- Exit}
Petr. Roundlie replied. Bap. Sonne, lie be your hzKcfBianca comes.
Rat. Miftris.howmeane you that? Lue. Ilc haue no halucs lie beareit
: all my felfe.
Wid. Thus I conceiue by him. Enter Bionde do.
Petr. Conceiuesby me, how likes Ho^tentio that? How now, what newes?
Hor. My Widdow laics, thus (lie conceiucs her tale. Bio. Sir, my Miftris fends you word
Petr. Veriewell mended: kifle him for that good i
That fhc is bufic,andfhe cannot come.
Widdow. Petr. How? flic's bufie,andfhe cannot come sis that
Kat .H: that is giddie thinkes the world turncs round, ananfwerc?
I praic you tell me what you meant by that. Gre. I, and akindeonetoo:
Wid. Your housband being troubled with a ffirew, '
Praic God fir your wife fend you not a worfe.
Mcafures my husbands forrow by his woe : Petr. I hope better.
And now you know my meaning. Hor. Sirra BiondeUo , goe and intreate my wife to
Kate. A vericmcane meaning. i
come to me forthwith. Exit.Bion.
Wid. Right, Imcaneyou. pet. Ohho,intreateher, nay then fhee muftneedcs
Kat. And 1 am mcanc mdeeJc, refpefting you. come.
Tetr. ToherA^ff. Hor. I am afff aid $r,doe what you can
Her. T o her Widdavr. Enter Bionde llo.
Petr . A hundred marks, my Kate does put her down. Yours Will not be entreated Now,where's my wife ?
:

Hor. That’s my office Bion. She faies you haue fome goodly left in hand.
Petr. Spoke like an Officer: hi to the lad. She will not come ffic bid* you come t® her.
.•

'Drinb^sto Hortentio. Petr. W orfe and worfe, flic will not come
Bap. How likes Gremio thcfequickc witted folkes? Oh vildedntollerablc.not to be indur’d :

Gre. Beleeue me fir,they Btu together well. Sirra Grumio, goe

toyour Miftris,
Bian. Head,and but an haftie witted bodic, ,
Say I command her come to me. Exit.
Would fay your Head and But were head and home. Hor. Iknowhcranfwere.
V"tn. 1 Miftris Bride, hath that awakened you? Pet. What ?
Bian. I, but not frighted me, therefore ilc lleepe a- Hor. She will not. <

gaine. Petr. The fouler fortune mine, and there an end.

Petr. Nay that you (hall not fince you haue begun
Haucat you for a better left or too. Enter Katerina.
Btan. Am
your Bird, I rneane to ffiifc my buffi.
I Tap. Now by my hollidam here comes Katerina.
And then purfue me as you draw your Bow. Kat What is your will fir, that you fend for me?
,

You are welcome all. Ixit Bianca. Petr. Where is your filter, and Hortenfios wife ?
Petr. She hath preuented me, here fignior Tram*, Kate. They fit conferring by theParler fire.
This bird you aim’d although you hit her not, Pet r; Goe fetch them hither, if they denie to come,
Therefore a health to all that fhot and milt. Swinge me them foundly forth vnto their husbands : i

Tri. Oh fir, Luccntio dipt me like his Gray-hound, Away I fay, and bring them hither ftraight.
Which runs himifelfc, and. catches for his Mailer. Luc. Here is a wonder, ifyou talkc of a wonder.
Petr. A good fwift fimilc,buc fomeching curriffi. Hor. And fo it is; I wonder what itboads.
Tra. Tis well fir that you hunted lor your felfe : Petr. Marrie peace itboads, and loue,and quiet life,
Tis thought your Deere does hold you at a bair. An awfoll rule, and ight lupremicic
1

Bap. Oh, oh Petruchio, Tranio hits you now. And tobc fhort, what not,that’s fweetc and happie. '

Luc, I thanke thee for rhar gird good Tranio. Tap. Now faire befall thee good Petruchio
Hor. Confeffe,confeffc, hath he not hit you here? The wager thou haft won, and I will adde
Petr. A has a little gald me I confeffe Vnto their lodes twentie thoufand crowncs,
And as the left did glaunce awaie from me, Another dowrie to anotherdaughter.
’Listen to one it maim'd you too out right. For ffic is chaog’d as (he had ncuer bin.
"Bap. Now in good fadnefle fonne Petruchio , Petr. Nay, I will win my wager betteryet.

I thinke thou hail the verieft ffirew of all. And ffiow more figne ofher obedience,
Petr. Well, I fay no and therefore fir affurance.
: Her new built vertue and obedience.
Let’s each one fend vnto his wife, Enter Kate,Bianca,and Widdow,
And he whofe wife is moft obedient. Sec where ffie comes, and brings your froward Wiuei
To come at firft when he doth fend for her. As prifoners to her womanlie perfwafion
Shall win the wager which we willptopofe. Katerine, that Cap of yours becomes you not,
‘
Hort. Content, what’s the wager? Off with that bable, throw it vnderfootc.
Luc- Twentie crowncs. Wid. Lord let me ncuer haue a caufe co figh,
Petr. Twentie crowncs. TillI be brought to fuch a fillie pafl’e.

He venture much of my Hawk e or Hound,

fo Bian. Fie what a foolifh dutie call you this?
But twentie times fo much vpon my Wife. Lue. I would your dutie were as foolifh too
Lttc. A hundred then. The wifdomc of your dutie faire 'Bianca,
Hor. Content. Hath coft m* fiue hundred crowncs fince fupper time,
Petr. A match, 'tis done. Bian. The more foole you for laying on my dutie.
Hor. Who fliail begin? Pet. Katherine I charge thee tell thefe head-ftrong

Luc. That will I. Woraea,what dutie they doe owe their Lords and hu£
Goe Bionde //*,bid your Miflris come to me. I bands.
Wid. Come,
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Wid. Come, come, ycur mocking: we willhaucno To offer warre, where they fhould kneele for peace
telling.
~ Or leeke for rule, fupremaete-an'd fway.
Pet. ComeonIfay,andfirftbeginwirh her. {
When they arc bound to ferue, loue, and obay.
Wid. She fhall not. Why are our bodies foft, and weaice, and fmooth,
Pet. I fay fhefhall, and begin withber*
firft Vhapr to toyle and trouble in the world.
Kate. Fie, fie, vnknit that thretaningvnkinde brow, But that our fofc condition!; and our harts;
And dart not fcornefull glances from thofe cies. Should well agree with our exccrnall parts /
To wound thy Lord, thy King, thyGouernour. Come, come, you froward and vnablewormes,
It blocsthy beautie, as frofts doebite theMeads, My minde hath bin as bigge as one of yours,
Confounds thy fame, as whirlcwinds fhakc fairc budds. My heart as great, my reai'on haplie more,
And in no fence is raeete or amiable . T o bandic word for word, and frownc for frowne
A woman mou’d, is likeafountaine'troubled, •

But now I fee our Launces arc but ftrawes

Muddic, ill feeming, thicke, bereft of beautie. Our ftrength as wcake, our wcakeneffe paft compare.
And while it is fo, none fo dry or thirftie That feeming to be moft, which we indeed leaft are.
Willdaigncto fip, or touch one drop of it. Then vale vour ftomackes, for it is no boote.
Thy husband is thy Lord, thy life, thy keeper. And place your hands below your husbands footc :

Thy head, thy foueraigne One that cares for thee,

: In token of which ducie, ifhepleafe.
Aud for thy maintenance. Commits his body My hand is readie,may it do hitneafe.
To painfull labour, both by fca and land Tet. Why there’s a wench: Come on, andkiffemee
To W3tch the night in (formes, the day in cold. Kate.
Whil’d thou ly’ft warme at home, fccure and fafe, Luc. Well go thy waies oldc Lad for thou fbaltha’c.
And craues no other tribute at thy hands. Vt ». Tis a good hearing, when children are toward.
But loue, faire lookes, and true obedience Luc. But a harfh hearing, when women are froward,
T oo little payment for fo great a debt. Pet. Come Katz, wcee’letobed,
Such ducic as the fubieft owes the Prince, We three are married,buc you two are fped.
Euen fuch a woman oweth to her husband : ’T was I wonne the wager, though you hit the white.
And when fhe is froward , pceuifh, fullcn, fowre, And being a winner, God giue you good night.
And noc obedient to his honeft will, Sxit Petruchio
What is fhe but a foule contending Rebell, Horten. Now goe thy wayes, thou haft tam’d acurft
And graccleffe Traitor to her louing Lord ? Shrow.
I amaftaam’d that women are fo ftmple. Luc Tis a wonder, by your
. leaue, fhe wil be tam’d fc.

FINIS.

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ALLS
Well, that Ends Well.
(tAclm primus. Sccena Trima.

his LhHcther , and and atcheeues her goodncffc.

Enter yang Bertram Count of Rofftllion ,

Lord Lafiw,allin black?. Laferv. Your commendations Madftm get from her
tearcs.

LMotheri i
Mo.’Tis the beft brine a Maiden can feafon her praife
^Q^iWScleriaenngmy iomie from me, I burieafe- in. The remembrance of her father neuerapproches her
heart, but the tirrany of her forrowes takes all liuclibood
gj»] f^coHd husband.
Rof An< 1 in s oin s *
wce p orc from her chceke. No more ofthis Helena, go too, no
fa ciders death anewjbut muld attend hu maic*
I more leald it be rather thought you affedd a forrow,thcn
command, to whom I am now in Ward, cuermorc to haue- - -
fties
Hell. I doe affed aforrowindeed, but I haue it too.
in fubieddion.
husband Madame,
of the King a Laf Moderate lamentation is the right ofthe dead,
Laf You (ball find ,

He that To generally is at all times good, cxceftiuc greefe the enemie to the liuing.
you fir a father.
muft of neccflitie hold his vertue to you, whole
worthi- Mo. Iftheliuingbe enemie to the greefe, the cxccftc I

»e(re would (dirre it vp where it wanted rather then iack makes it leone mortall.

itwhere there is fuch abundance. Rof Maddam I defire your holic wifhes.
Mo. What hope is there of his Maiefties amendment? Laf How vnderftand wc that ?
Laf. He hath abandon’d his PUilitions
Madam, vn- Mo. Be thou blcft Eertrame and fuccced thy fathcri ,

he hath pcrfecuted time with hope, In manners as in fhape : thy blood and vertue
dcr whofe praftifes
and finds no ocher aduantage in the procelTe , but oncly
Contend for Empire in thee, and thy goodncfTe

Share with thy birth-right. Loue all, tun'd a few.

the loofing of hope by time. i

Mo. This yong Gentlewoman hadafather, O that j

Doe wrong to none be able for thine enemie
:

had, howfad apaffage whofe skill was almoft as

tis ,
Rather in power then vie : and keepe thy friend

great as his honeftie, had it (dretch’d fo far, would hauc Vnder thy owne lifes key. Be checkt for lilencc,

made nature immortall,and death (houkihaue play for But neuer tax’d for fpeech. What heauen mote wil
lacke of worke. Would for the Kings fake hee
were li- That thee may furnifh, and rcy prayers pluckc downe.
would be the death of the Kings difeafe. Fall on thy head. Farwell my Lord,
uing, I thinke it
Laf. How call'd you the man yGU fpeake ofMadam ? 'Tis an vnfeafon’d Courtier, good my Lord
Mo. He was famous fir in his profcffiou, and it was Aduifchim.
his great right to be fo : Cjerardde N&rhcn, Laf. He cannot want the beft

£af. He was excellent indeed Madam, the King very That (hall attend his loue. f

latcliefpoke of him admiringly , and mourningly : hee

'
Mo. Heauen blefle him Farwell Bertram. :

was skilful! enough t© haue liu’d ftil,if knowledge could ^s.The befi wilbes that can be forg’d in your thoghts
be fet vp againld tnortallitie. be feruants to you be comfortable to my mother, your
:

King languifhcs Miftris, and make much of her.

Ref. What is it (my good Lord)the
‘

of? Laf Farewell prettic Lady, you mold hold the cre-
dit of your father.
Laf. AFiflulamy Lord.
Rof 1 heard not of it before. Hell. O
were that all, I thinke uot on my father.
Laf I would it were not notorious. WasthisGen- And thefe great teares grace his remembrance more
clewoman the Daughter of Gerard de Narbori ? T hen thofe I fhed for him. What was he like ?
Mo. Hisfolc childemy Lord,and bequeathed to my I haueforgott him. My imagination
ouer looking. I haue thole hopes of her good, thather Carries no fauour but 'Bertrams,
in’t

education promifes her difpofitions dice inherits, which I am vndone, thereno liuing, none, is

makes taire gifts fairer: for where ah vncleanc mind car- If2?errr**»bcaway. 'Twere all one,
ries vertuoas qualities, there commendations go with
Thatlfhould loue a bright particuler ftarre.
nittv, thev arc vertuei and traitors too: in her they are And think to wed it, he is fo aboue me
• chc better for their umpleneffe; fisc dcriucs her honefiie. In his bright radicncc and colateralllighr,

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Muft I be comforted, not in his fphere Par. Let mce fee Marty ill, to like hiib that ne’re
.

Th’ambition in my loue thus plagues it felfe Tis a commodity wil lofe the glofte with lying:
it likes.

The hind that would be mated by the Lion The longer kept, the leffe worth: Off with’t while ’tis
Muft die for loue 'T was prettie, though a plague vendible. Anfwerthetimeof requeft, Virginitie like
To fee him e uerie houre to fit and draw an olde Courtier, weares her cap out of fafhion, richly
His arched browes, his hawking eie, his curies futed, but vnfuteable, iuft like the brooch & the tooth-
In onr hearts table : heart too capeable pick, which were not now: your Date is better in your
Of euerie line and cneke of his fweet fauaur. Pye and your Porredge, then in yonr cheeke and your :
j

But now he’s gone, and my idolatrous fan rie !

virginity, your old virginity, is like one of our French

Muft fan£hfie his Reliques. Who comes hccre? ! wither’d peares, lookes iil, ic eates drily, marry ’tis a
it

1 wither’d pcare was formerly better, many yet ’tis a

: it

Enter Parrolles. wither’d peare Will you any thing with it f

:
j

Hel. Not my virginity yet .•

One that goes with him } loue him for hi; fake.
:
1
There fhall yourMafterhauea thoufand lou*s,
And yet I know him a notorious Liar, } A Mother, and a Miftrrife, and a friend,
Thinke him a great W8y ‘bole, folie a coward. A Phemx,Captaine, and an enemy,
Yet thefe fixt euils fit fo fit in him,
1

A guide, aGoddeffc, and a Soueraigne,

That they take place, When Vertues fleely bones ! A Counfellor.a TraitorefTc, and a Deare
Lookesbleakei’th cold wind : withall.full ofccwcfcc [
His humbie ambition, proud humility
Cold wifedome waighrtrtg on fuperfluous follic. His iarring, concord : and his dilcord, dulcet:
Pat. Sauc you fane Queenc. His faith, his fweet difafter : with a world
He!. And you Monarch, Of pretty fond adoptious chriftendomes
Pay. No. That blinking Cupid goflips. Now fhall he:
Hel. And no. I know not what he fhall, God fend him well.
» The Courts a learning place, and he is ofte.
Par. Arc you meditating on virginitie
Hel. Ityouhauefome ftaineoffouldier inyou:Let Par. What one ifaith?
mcc8skeyoua queftion. Man is enernidto virginitie, Hel- That I wifla well, ’tis piny.
how may we barracado it 3gainft him ? Par. What’s piety?
Par. Keepehimour. He/. That wifhing well had not a body in’t,
Hel. But be aflailcs, and our virginitie though vali- Which might be felt, that we the poorer borne,
ant, in the defence yet is weak rvnfoldtovs fomc war- Whofe baler ftarres do fhut vs vp in wifhes,
like refiftancc. Might with effe<5h> of them follow our friends.
Par. There is none Man fetting downe before you,
:
And fhew what vve alone muft thinke, which neuer
will vndermine you, andblow you vp. Rccurncs vs thankes.
Hel. Blefl'e our poore Virginity Irom vnderminers
and blowers vp . Is there no Military policy how Vir- Enter Page,
gins might blow vp men ?

Par. Virginity beeingblownc downe, Man will Pag. MonGcuv Parrolles,

quicklier be blowne vp many in blowing him downe
: My Lord cals for you.
againe, with the breach your lclues made, you lofe your Par. Little Hellen farewell, if I can remember thce,I
Citty. It is not politicke, in the Common-wealth of will thinke of thee at Courc.
Nature, to preferuc virginity. LofTe of Virginitie, is Hel. Monfieur Parelles, you were borne a

rationed encreafc, and there was neuer Virgin got, till charitable ftarre.
virginitie was firft loft. That you were made of, is met- Par. Vnder Tslars I.

talltomakc Virgins. Virginitie, by beeing onceloft, Hel. I efpecially thinke, vnder Mars .
may be ten times found: by being euer kept, it is euer Par Why vnder Mars i
loft: ’tis too cold a companion: Away with’t. Hel. The warres hath fo kept you vnder,‘that you
Hel. I will ftandfor’t a little, though therefore I die muft needes be borne vnder Mars.
aVirgin. Par. When he was predominant.
'
Par. There’s little can bee faide in’t, ’tis againft the Hel. When he was retrograde I thinke rather
rule of Nature. Tofpeakconthe part of virginitie, is Par. Why thinke you fo?
to accufe your Mothers; which is mod infallible diio- Hel. You go fo much backward when you fight.
bedience. He that hangs himfelfe is a Virgin : Virgini- Par. That’s for aduantage.
tie murthers and fhould be buried in highwayes
it felfe, I Hel. So is running away.
o"Ut of all fariflified limit, a$adefperate Offendrcfte a- When fearepropofes the fafetie
gainft Nature. Virginitie breedes mites, much like a Butthecompoficion that your valour and feare makes
Cheefc, confutes it felfe to the very payring, and fo in you , is a vertue of a good wing and llikc the
,

dies with feeding his oWnc flomacke. Befides,Virgin! • weare well.

tic is pe*uifh,pr'oud',ydfc, made of felfe-Ioue, which ParsH. I am fo full of bufineftes, I cannot anfvverc

is the mod inhibited rnnitf Itt the Cannon. Kccpc it not, thee acutely : Iwillreturne perfect Courtier, in the
you cannot choofc bpt loofi by't. Out with’C: within which my inftruftion fhall ferue to naturalize thee, fo
ten yeare it will make it ftffe two, which it a goodly in- thou wilt be capeable of a Courtiers counsel!, andvn-
creafe, and the pnncipall it felfe not much the worfc . derftand what aduice fhall thruft
vppon the** elfechou
Away with’t. vnthankfulnes,and thine ignorance makes
dieft in thine

Hel. How might one do fir, toloofe it t&hcroyvne thee away, farewell: When thou haft leyfure, fay thy
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praiers when thou haft none, remember thy Friends

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' Get thee a good husband ,
and vfe him as he vfes thee Were in his pride, or fliarpncffe ; if they were*
So farewell. His equall had awak’d them, and his honour
Uel. Our remedies oft in our fclues do lye. Clockc to it felfe, knew the true minute when
Which we aferibe to heauen the fated skye : Exception bid him fpeake and at this time :

Giues doth backward pull

vs free fcopc, onely His tongue obey d his hand. Who were below him.
Our flow defignes, when we our l'elues are dull. He vs’d as creatures of another place,
What power is it,which mounts my louc fo hye. Aud bow’d his eminent top to their low rankes.
That makes me fee, and cannot feede mine eye ? Making them proud of his humilitic,
The mightieft fpace in fortune, Nature brings In their poorc praife he humbled Such a man :

T6 ioync like, likes ;

and kiflc like natiue things. Might be a copic to thefe yonger times
be ftrangc attempts to thofc
Irapolfible Which followed well, would demonftrate them now
That weigh their paines in fence, and do fuppofc But goers backward
What hath beene, cannot be. Who cuer ftrouc Ber. His good remembrance fir

To (hew her merit, that did mifle her louc ? Lies richer in your thoughts, then on his tombe:

(The Kings difeafe) my proietf may decciuc me, So in approotieliuesnot his Epitaph,
Eut my interns arc fixt, and will nor leauc me. Exit As in yourroyall fpccch.
King. Would I were with him he would alwaiei fay,
Flour if!) Cornets. (Me thinkes I heare him now) his plaufiue words
Enter the King of France with Letters, and He feattet’d not in eares, but grafted them
diners Attendants. To grow there and to beare Letmenotliue, :

This his good melancholly oft began

King. The Florentines and Stnojs are by th’earcs, On the Cataftrophc and heele ofpaftime
Haue fought with equall fortune, and continue When it was out : Let me not liuc(quoth hcc)
Abrauing wane. After my flame lackes oylc,tobethe fnufte
i.Lo.G- Sons reported fir. Of yonger fpirits, whofc apprehenfiue fenfes
King. Nay moft credible, we hecrcrecciue
tis it, All butnew things difdair.c ; whofe judgements are
A certaintie vouch’d from our Cofin Anjlna, Mecre fathers of their garments whofe conftancics :

With caution, that the Florentine will moue vs Expire before tHeir fafhions : this he wifh’d.
I after him, do after him wifh too :
For fpeedic ayde: wherein our deereft friend
Preiudicates the bufineffe, 3iul would feeme Since I nor wax nor honie can bring home,
To haue vs make deniall. x I quickly were diffolucd from my hiue

I.Lo.G His loueand wifedome To giue fome Labourers roome.

Approu’d fo to your Maicfty, may pleade L. 2 .E. You’r loued Sir,
For ampleft credence. They ftiall lackc you firft.
that lcaft lend ityou,

King. He hath arm’d our anfwcr, Km. ] fill a know’t :how longift Count
place I

And Florence is deni’de before he comes : Sinci tlw Phyfician at your fathers died ?
Yet for our Gentlemen that rncanc to fee He was much fam’d.
The Tttfcan fcruice, freely haue they lcaue Ber. Some fix monechs fincemy Lord.
Toftandon either part. Km. If he were liulng, I would try him yet.
i.Lo.E. It well may ferue Lend me an arme the reft haue worne me out
:

A nurfTcrie to our Gencrie, who are fichc With lcuerall applications Nature and ficknefle :

For breathing, and exploit. Debate it at their leifurc. Welcome Count,

King. What’s he comes heerc. My fonne's no deerer.
Ber. Thanke your Maiefty. Exit
Enter Bertram, Lafew, and Parolies.
Flourijl.

i .Lor.g. It is the Count Rof.gnoll my good Lord,

Yong Bertram. Enter Countcffe, Sterrard,andClowne.
Kmg. Youth, thou bear’ft thy Fathers face,
Franke Nature rather curious then in haft Conn. 1 will now heare, what fay you of this gentle-
Hath well compos'd thee Thy Fathers morall parts :
woman.
Maift thou inherit too Welcome to Paris. :
Ste. Maddam the care I haue had to cucn your con-
Ber. My thankes and dutie are your Maieflics^ tent, Iwifti mfght be found in thcKalcndcrof mypaft
Kin. 1 would I had that corporall foundnefie now, endeuours, for then we wound our Modeftie, and make
As when thy father, and my felfe, in friendfhip foule the clearnetfe of our dcferuings,whenof our fclues

Firft tride our fouldierfhip he did lookc farre :

wepubhfh them.
Into tjjc fcruiccofthc time, and was (fom. What doe’s this knaue heere ? Get you gone
Difciplcd of the braueft. He lafted long, firra: the complaints I haue heard ofyou I do not all be-

But on vs both did haggifh Age fteale on. lecue, 'tis my flownclfe that I doe not : For I know you

And wore vs out of ad\ : It much repaires me* lacke not folly to commit them, & haue abilitie enough

T o talkcof your good father; in his youth to make fuchknaueries yours.

He had the wit, which I can well obferue Clo. 'Tis not voknown to you Madam, I am a poorc

To day in our yong Lords but they may ieft • fellow.

Till their owne fcovne returhe to them vnnoted Com. Well fir.
Ere they can hide their leuitie ia honour No maddam,
Clo.

So like a Courtier, contempt nor bitternefle Tit not fo well chat I am poorc, though manic
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of the rich are damn’d,but if I may haue your LadifRips

Alls Well that ends Well.
That man ffrould be at womans command, and
Clo.
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good will to goe to the world, tshell the wema a and w yet no hurt done, though honeflie be no Puritan- yec
will doe as we may. it will doe no hurt, it will wcare the Surplis of humili ic

Cokh. Wiltthouneedesbeabegger? ouerthe blacke-Gowne of a bigge heart : I am go

Clo. I doe beg your good will in this cafe. ing forfooth, the bufinefle is for Helen to come hither.
Cott. In what cafe? Exit.
Clo. In Ishets cafe and mine owne feruice is no heri- : Com. Well now.
tage, and I thinke I fhall neucr hauethc blcfiing of God, Stem, 1 know Madam you loue your Gentlewoman
till I haue iflueamy bodic for they fay barncs are blcl-
: incirely,

fings. Coh. Fa ith I doe her Father bequeath’d her to mee,

:

Coti. Tell me thy reafon why thou wilt marr'e? and flie her felfe without other aduantage, may lawful-
Clo. My poore bodie Madam requires it,I am driuen liemake title to as much loue as fhee Hades, there is
onby thefleib, and hee mull: needcs goe that thediucll more owing her then is paid, and more thallbepaid
driues. her then fliecle demand.
£ 'ott. Is this all your worfhips reafon ? Stew. Madam, I wasverie late more neereherthen
Clo. Faith Madam I haue other holiercafons, luch as I thinke fliee wiflu mee', alone flieciwas, and did
they are. communicate to her felfe her owne words to her
Con. May the world know their. ? owne eaves, fhec thought, I darevowe for her, they
Clo. 1 haue beenc Madam a wicked creature, -as you toucht not anie Aranger fence, her matter was, fhee
and all flefh and blood are, and indeedc I doe rr.arrie that loued your Sonne j Forcune fhec faid was no god-
I may repent. deflc, that had put luch difference betwixt their two
. Con. Thy marriage fooner then thy wickednefie. effaces oue no god, that would not extend his might
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Clo. I am out a friends Madam, and 1 hope to haue onelie, where qualities were leucll, Quecne of Vir-
friends for my wiues fake. gins that would fuffer her poore Knight furpris’d
t

Coh. Such friends arc thine enemies knaue. without refeue in the firft aifault or ranfomc after-
Clo. Y’are fhallow Madam in great friends, for the ward: This fneeddiuer’d in the mod bitter touch cf
knaues come to doe that for me which lama weatic of forro w that ere I heard Virgin cxclaimein,which 1 held
he that eres my Land, fpares my teame, and giues mee my dtitiel’peedily to acquaint you wiihall, fithencein
leaueto Inne the crop if I be his cuckold hee’s my
: the Ioffe that may happen, itconccines you fomething
drudge; he that comforts my wife, is the cherifticr of to know it.

tny flefh and blood ; hee that chcrilhes my flefh and Coh. You haue difeharg’d this honefllie, keepe it

blood, loues my flefh nnd blood ) he that loues my flefh to your felfe,manic likelihoods inform’d mec of this
and blood is my friend -ergo, he that kiffes my wife is my before, which hung fo tottring in the ballance, that
friend :ifincn could be contenced to be what they are, I could neither belceue nor mifdoubc : praie you

there were no feare in marriage , for yong Cbarbon the leaue mee, flail this in your bofome, and I thanke
Puritan, and old Poyfam the Papift, how fomere their you for your honeft care: I will fpeake with you fur-
hearts arc feuer’d in Religion, their heads are both one, ther anon. Exit Steward.
they may ioule horns together like any Deare i’th Herd.
Coh. Wiltthoueucrbeafoulc mouth’d and calum-
nious knaue? __
Enter Hellen,
Clo. A Prophet 1 Madam, and I fpeake the truth the
next waie, for 1 the Ballad will repeate, which men full Old Coh. Euen foit was with me when I was yong:
true fhall finde, your marriage comes bydeflinie, your If euervve are natures, thefe are ours, this thorne
Cuckow fingsby kinde. Doth to our Rofc of youch righlie belong
Coh. Gu you gone He talkc with you more anon.
fir, Our bloud to vs, this to our blood is borne,
Suva. May it pleafe you Madam, that hee bid Helen Ir is the (how, and (calc of natures truth,
come to you, of her I am to fpeake. Where loues fti ong pafflon is impreft in youth.
Coh. Sirra tell my gentlewoman would fpeake I with By our remembrances of daics forgon,
her, Hellen I meane. Such were our faults, or then we thought them none.
Clo. Was this faire face the caufe, quoth fhe. Her eic is ficke on’t, I obferue her now.
Why the Grecians facked Troy ,
Hell. What is your pleafure Madam ?
Fond done,done, fond was this King Vriams ioy, Ol. oh. Y ou know Hellen lama mother to you.
With that flie fighed as flie flood, bis HeH- Mine honorable Miflris.
And gaue this fentcnce then, among nine bad if one be Ol.Qou. Nay a mother, why not a mother ? when I
good, among nine bad if one be good, there's yet one fed a mother
good in ten. Me thought you faw a ferpent, what’s }n mother,
Cou. What, one good in tenne? you corrupt the fong That you flare at it ? I fay I am your mother.
.firra, And put you in the Catalogue of thole
Clo. ten Madam, which is a pu-
One good woman in That wereenwombed min«,’tis often feene
rifying ath’ fong: would God would ferue the world fo Adoption flriucs with naturc,and choife breeder
all the yeere, weed finde no fault with the tithe woman A natiueflip to vs from forrainefeedes:
if J were the Parfon.one inten quoth a? and wee might Y ou nere oppreft me with a mothers groane,
haue a good woman borne but ore euerie blazing flarre, Yec I cxprefic to you a mothers care,
or at an earthquake, ’twould mend the Lottcnewcll, a (Gods mcrcie maiden) dox it curd thy blood
man may draw his heart out ere a pluckc one* tr . To fay I am thy mother? what’s the matter,
Com. Y oule begone fir knaue,aad doe as I command i
That this diflempered meffenger of wet?
you?
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Dideucr, info true a flame of liking,

The manie colour’d Iris rounds thine eye?
-Why .that you are my daughter ? W i(h chaftly.and loue dearely.that your Lion

Hell. am not.
That I Was both her felfe and loue,0 then glue pittie
Old. Cou. I fay I am your Mother. To her whofe date is fuch,that cannot choofe
Hell Pardon Madam.
.
But lend and giuc where fhe is fure to loofe
The Count RofiUton cannot be my brother That feekes not tofindc that, her fearch implies,
I am from humble, he from honored name :
But riddle like, liues fweetely where fhe dies.
No note vpon my Parents, his all noble, Com. Had you not lately an inccnt,fpcakc txucly,
My Madcr,my dcerc Lord ne is,and I To goet o Parti}
Hisferuanthuc, and will his vaflall «Jie Hell Madam I had.
Cou. Whercfore?te!ltrue.
He mud not be my brother.
01. (fou. Nor I your Mother. Hell. I will tell truth by grace it felfe I fweare:
Hell. You are my mother Madam, would yon were
You know my Father left me fome preferiptions
So that mv Lord your tonne were not my brother, Of rare and prou’d eftcdfs, fuch as his reading
Indeede my mother, or were you both our mothers, And manifcfl experience, had collected
For generall foueraigntie and that he wil’d me
I care no more tor, then I doetor heauen,
:

Sol were not his li{ler,cant no other, . In hcedefull 11 refetuation to bedow them.
But I your daughter he mud be my brother. As notes,whofe faculties inclufiue were.
Old.Cou. Yes Hellos, you might be my daughter in law, More then they were in note: Amongd the reft, •

God fhieldyou meane icnot, daughter and mother There is downe,

a remedic,approu’d,fet

So ftriue vpon your pulfe ; what pale agen ? To cure the defperate languifhings whereof
Myfcarehath catchtyour fondnedV' now 1 fee The King is render'd loft.
Cou. This was your motiuc for Paris was it, fpeake?
The miftric of your louelineffe,and findc
Hell. My Loro,your fonr.e rnademe to think ef this;
Your fait tcares head, now to all fence ’cij groffc :

Elfe Pari> ,and the medicirc,and the King,

You loue my fonne.inuention is afliam’d
Hjd from the conueriation of my thoughts.
Againd the proclamation ofthypaflion
To fay thou dooft not therefore tell me true. :
Happily beeneabfent then.
Cou. But thin'-jc you Hebfew,
But tell me then ’tis lb, for looke, thy cheekes
If you diould tender your fuppofed aide.
Confeffe it ’ton tooth to th’othcr.and thine cie*
See it fo grofely (howne in thy behauiours, He would receiue it ? He and his Pbifitions
That in their kindc they fpeake it, oneiy linne Me of a minde, he,that they cannot hclpehim :
1 bej .that they cannot hclpe, how (hall they credit
A nd hclhfh obdinacie ty e thy tongue
That truth fhculd be fu(’pe& ed, fpeake, id fo ?
A pcorc vnlearned Virgin, when the Schooles
If it be lo.vou haue wound a goodly dewe :
Embowel’d df their dodrine, haue left off
If ic be not, forfweare’t how ere I charge thee. Ibe danger to it felfe.
There’s fomethingin’t
As heauen (hall worke in me for thine auaile iiHell.

To tel! metruclie. More then my Fathers skill,which was the great’ft

Hell . Good Madam pardon me. Of his profeffion,that his good receipt.
Cou. Do you lone my Sonne? Shall for my legacie be faniftified

Yourpardon nobleMiftri*. By th’ luckteft darsin heauen, and would your honor
Hell.
Cou. Loue you my Sonne ? But giuemeleauctotriefucceffe, I’de venture
He&. Doe not you loue him Madam? The well lod life of mine, on his Graces cure.
Cou. Goe not abcut;my loue hath in c a bond By fuch a day,an houre.

Whereof the world takes note : Come, come,difclofe :

Cou. Doo'd thoubelceue’c ?

Hell. 1 Madam knowingly.

The Hate of your affe£bon,for your paffions
Cou. Why Hellen thou ftialt haue my leaue and loue,
Haue to the full appeach’d.
Hell Then I confede
.
Meanes and attendants^nd my louing greetings
Here on my knee bcf ore high heauen and you,
;
To chofeof mine in Court, lie daic at home
AndpraieGodsbleding into thy attempt
That before you, and next vnto high heauen,! loue your
Sonne Begon to morrow, and be fure of this.
My friends were poorc but honed, fo’s my loue :
What I can helpe thee to,tbou fhalt not miffe. Exeunt.

8c not offended, for it hurts not him

That he is lou’d of me I follow him not ;

By any token of prelumptuous fuite.

Nor would I hauehim,till 1 doe deferuehim.
ASus Secundus.
Yet neucr know how that defert diouldbe
I know I loue in
vaine, lfriue againd hope :

Yet in this captious, and incemible Siuc. Enter the King roith diuersyong Lords yaking leauefor
poure in the waters of my loue
1 dill
the Florentine searre :> (fount, RoJJe, and
And lacke not to lioofe dill ; thus Indian liko Parrolles. F lort(h Cornets. wm
Religious in mine error, I adore King. Farewell y ©ng Lords,thefc warlike principles
The Sunne that lookes vpon his worftiipper, Doc not throw from you, and you my Lords farewell :
But knowes ofhim no more. My deered Madam, Share the aduice betwixt you, if both gaine, all

Let not your hate irscotintcr with my loue. The guift doth ftretch it felfe as tis receitt’d.

For louing where you doe : but if yeur felfe, And is enoughfor both.

Whofe aged honor cites a vertuous youth, Lord.G. Tis our hope fir.
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23f Well.
After well entred fouldiers, ro returns And askt thee mercy for’t.
And finde your grace in health. Laf. Goodfaith a-croffe.but my good Lord ’tis thus
King. No/io, it cannot be ; 3nd y et my heart Will you be cur’d of your infirmitie?
Will not confefle he owes the mallady King. No.
That dothmylifebeftege: farwellyong Lords, Laf. O will you eat no grapes my royall foxe ?
Whether I liuc or die, be you the lonnes Yes but you will, my noble grapes, and if
Of worthy French men : let higher Italy M y ro y2fl foxe could reach them:] haue teen a medicine
(Thofe bated that inherit but the fall That’s able to breath life into a ftone.
Of the laft Monarchy) fee that you come Quicken a rocke.and makeyou dance Canari
Not to wooe honour, but to wed it, when With fprightly fire and motion, whole fimple touch
The braueft queftant fhrinkes : finde what you feel'e, Is powerful! to arayfe King Pipper nay
.,
,

That fame may cry you loud: I fay farewell. To giue great (fbarlemaine a pen in’s hand
L.G. Health at your bidding ferue your Maiefiy. And write to her aloue-line.
King. Thofe girles of Italy, take heed ofehem, King. What her is this?
They fay our Frcnch.lacke language to deny Laf Why dodftor flie my Lord,there’s one arriu’d
,
:

If you will fee her: now by my faith and

If they demand bewarcof being Captiues
:
honour,
Before you icrue. 1f lei ioufly I may conuay my thoughts

"Bo. Our hearts receiue your warnings. In this my light dehuerance, I haue fpoke
King. Farewell, come hether to me. w one, that in her fexe, her yeeres.profelfion,
ith

1. Lo.C- Oh my fweet Lord ^ you vvil ftay behind vs. Wiledome and conftancy.hach amaz’d mce more
Farr. Tis not his fault the fpark. Then I dare blame my weakeneffc will you fee her ? :

Oh’tisbraue warres.
2 . Lo.E. For that is her demand, and know her bufineffe?
Parr. Moft advmrable,I haue feene thofe warres. That done, laugh well at me.
RpjfiH. I am commanded here,
and kept a coyle with. Kmg. Now good lafese,
Too young, and the next yeere, and ’tis too early. Bring in the admiration, that we with thee
Parr. And thy minde llandtoo't boy M >y fpend our wonder too^or take off thine
Stcale away brauely. By wondring how thou tookft it.
Refill. I fhal ttay here the for-horfe to a fmocke, Laf. Nay He fit you.
Creeking my (hooes on thcplaine Mafonry, And not be all day neither. '

Till honour be bought vp, and no fword worne King. Thus he his fpeciall nothing cucrprologues.
But one to dance with: by heauen,Ile fteale away. Laf Nay, comeycer waies.
I .Lo.G. There’s honour in the thefr. Enter He lien.
Parr. Commit it Count. King. This hafte hath wings indeed.
2 .Lo.E. I am your acceflary,and fo farewell. Laf. Nay, come your waies ,

Rof. I grow to you, & our parting is a tortur’d body.

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This is his Maieftie, fay
ycur minde to him,
1. Lo.<j. Farewll Captaine. A Traitor you doe looke like, but fuch traitors
2 .Lo.E. Sweet Mounfter ParoEer. His Maiefty feldome feares I am Crefeds Vncle ,

Parr. Noble Heroes ; my fword and yours are kinne, That dare leaue two together, far you well. *
Bxit
good fparkes and luftrous, a word good mettals. Y ou King. Now faire one, do’s your bufines follow vs ?
fhall finde in the Regiment of theSpinij, one Captaine He/. I my good Lord ,

Spuria his ficatrice, with 2 n Embleme of warre heere on Gerardde Narbon was my father.
his finifter cheeke ;
it was this very fword entrench’d it : In what he did profefle, well found.
fay to him I liue,3nd obferue his reports for me. Kmg.
I knew him.

Le.G, We fhall noble Captaine. The rather will I fpare my praifes towards him,
Hel.
Parr. Mars doatc on you for his nouices ,
what will Knowing him is enough on’s bed of death. :

yc doc? Many receits hegaueme, chieflieone.

Roff. Stay the King. Which as the deareft iflue of his praflice
Parr. Vfe a more fpacious ceremonie to the Noble And of his olde experience, th’onlie darling.
Lords, you haue refttain’d yourfelte within the Lift of He bad me ftore vp, as a triple eye.
too cold an adieu ibemoreexprefliue to them; for they Safer then mine owne two more deare I haue fo :

weare thernfclues in the cap of the'time, there do rnuftcr A.nd hearing your high Maieftieis toucht
true gate; cat, fpeake, and meue vnder the influence of With that malignant caufc,wherein the honour
the moft receiu’d ftarre, arid though thedeuill leade the Of my deare fathers gift, Hands cheefe in power,
tneafure, Rich are tt> be followed: after them, and take a I come to tender it, and my appliance.

more dilated farewell. With all bound humblenefte.

Roff. And I will doc fo. King. Wethatikeyou maiden.
Parr. Worthy fellowes, and like to'prooue moft fi- But may not be fo credulous of cure.
newiefword-men. Exeunt. When our moftlearned Dolors leaue vs, and
The congregated Colledgehaue concluded.
Enter Lafevo. That labouring Art can ncuer ranfome nature
L.Laf. Pardon my Lord tor mccandfor my tidings. From her inaydible eftate : I fay we muft not
King. He feetheetoftandvp. (pardon, So ftaine our ludgermnt, or corrupt our hope.
L.Laf. Then heres a man ftands that has brought his To proftitute our paft-cure malladic
Iwould you had kfidc!*d oiy Lord to aslfe me mercy. To empcricks, or to difleucr fo
And tharat my bidding you could fo ftarid Vp. Our great felfeand our credit, ro eftceme
Kipg. I would I had, fo I had broke thy pate A fenceleflc helpe,when helpe paft fence we deemed
Hel. My.
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23 6 Alt's IVell that ends Well.

Hell. My dutie then fhall pay me for my paines : And well deferu’d: not helping, death’s my fee.
I will no more enforce mine office on you , But ifl helpe, what doe you proraife me.-
Humbly increating from your royall thoughts, Kin. Make thy demand.
A mod eft one to beare me backe againc. Hel. But will you make it euen?
King. I cannot giue cheelefl'e to be cal’d gratcfull: Kin . I by my Sceptcr,and my hopes of helpe.
Thou thoughtft to helpe me, and fuch thankes I giue, Hel Then {halt thou giue me with thy kingly hand
.

As one neere death to thofc that wifti him liue: What husband in thy power I will command :
But what at full I know, thou knowft no part, Exempted be from me the arrogance
I knowing all my pcrill,thou no Art. T o choofe from forth the royall bloud of France,
Etll. What 1 can doe, can doe no hurt to try, My low and humble name to propagate
Since you fet vp your reft ’gainfl remedie With any branch or image of thy date :
He that ofgreateft vvoikcs isfinifher. But fuch a one thy vaff2 ll,whom I know
Oft does them by the wcakeft miniftcr Is free for me to aske,theeto beftow.
So holy Writ, in babes hath iudgement ftiowne. Kin. Heere is my hand, the premifes obfetu’d.

When Iudgcs haucbin babes; great fiouds haueflownc Thy will by my performance fhall be feru’d:
From fimplc and great Seas haue dried
fources : So make the choice of thy owne time, for 1
When Miracles haue by the grcat’ft bccne denied. Thy refolv’d Patient, on thee ftill relye
Oft expectation fades, and mod oft there More fhould I queftion thee, and more I muft.
Where moft it promii'es and o!t it hits,
: Though more to know, could not be more to truft:
Where hope is coldeft, anti defpaire moft fhifts. From whence thou cacn’ft,how tended on, but reft
King. I muft not liearc thee, fare thee wel kind maidc. Vnqueftion’d welcome, and vndoubted bleft.
Thy paines not vs’d, muft by thy 1'elfc be paid, Giue melomchelpe heere hoa, if thou proceed.
Proffers not tooke, reape thanks for their reward. As high as word, my deed fhall match thy deed.
Hel. Infpired Merit fo by breath is bard. Florijh. Exit.
It isnot fo with him that all things knowes
As ’tis with vs, that fquarc our gueffc by fhovves: Enter Count ejfe uni Clowne.
But moft it is prefumption m vs, when
The help ofheauen we count the a& of-rnen. Ldy. Come on fir, I (hall no w put you to the height
Deare fir, to my endeauors giue confent. of your breeding.
Of hcauen.not me, make an experiment. Clown. I will (hew myfelfc highly fed, and lowly
I am not an Impoftrue, that proclairae caught, 1 know my bufineffe is but to the Court

My felfeagainft the leuillof mine aiine Lady. To the Court, whywhatplaccrnakeyoufpe-

But know I thinkc,and thinke I know moftfure. ciall,when you put off that with fuch contempt, but to
My Art is not paft po*ver,nor you paft cure. the Court?
King. Art thou fo confident? Within what fp3ce Clo. Truly Madam, if God haue lent a man any man-
Hop’ft thou my cure ? neri, hce may eafilic put
Court hce that cannot
it off at :

Hel. The greateft grace lending grace make a legge, put off’s hand, and fay no-
cap, kiffe his
Ere twice the horfes of the lunne ftiall bring thing, has neither legge, hands, lippe, nor cap ; and in-

Their fiery torcher his diurnall ring. deed fuch a fellow , to fay precisely were no: for the ,

Ere twice in murke and occidental! dampe Court, But for me, I haue an anfwere will fetue all men.
Moift/T<$fr.*«hath quench’d her fleepy Lampe: Lady. Marry that’s a bountifull anfwere that fits all
Or foure and twenty times the Pylots glaffe queftions.

Hath told the theeuifh minutes, how they paffe Qo. It is like a Barbers chaire that fits all buttockcs
What is infirme/rom your found parts ftiall flic. the pin buttocke, the quatch-buttocke, the brawn but-
Health (hall liue free,and fickcneffe freely dye. tocke, or any buttocke.
King. Vpon thy certainty and confidence. Lady. Will your anfwere ferue fit to all queftions ?

What dar’ft thou yenter ? Clo » As fit as ten groats is for the hand of an Attur-
Hell. Taxc of impudence, ncy, a* your French Crowne for your taffetypunke , as
A ftrumpets boldocffc, a divulged (Tiame Ttbs rulh for Toms fore-finger,as a pancake for Shroue-
Traduc’d by odious ballads my maidens name
: Morris for May-day, as thenailcco his hole,
titefday, a

Scardotherwife,nc woricof worft extended the his home, as a fcolding qucanc to a

Cuckold to
With vildeft torture, let my life be ended. wrangling knaue, as the Nuns lip to the Friers mouth,
Kin. Methinks in thee fomc bleffed fpirit doth fpeak nay as the pudding to his skin.
His powerfull found, within an organ weake Lady. Haue you, I fay, an anfwere of fuch fitnefle for
And what impoftibility would flay all queftions?
In common fence, fence faucs another way Clo. From below your Duke, to beneath your Con-
fit any queftion.
Thy life is deere, for all that life can rate ftable, it will

Worth name of.life, in thee hath eftiraate Lady . It muft be an anfwere of moft monftrous fizc

Youth, beauty ,wifcdome, courage, all that muft fit all demands.
That happincs and prime, can happy cal! Clo. But a triflle neither in good faith, if the learned

Thou this to hazard, needs muft intimate Ihould fpeake truth of it heere : it i$,and all that belongs

Skill infinite, or monftrous defperate. to't. Askemeelf Iara a Courtier,, it fhall doe you no
Sweet praCfifer, thy Phyfickc Iwill try, .
barme to learne.

Thatminifters thine owne death ifl die* Lady. To be young againe if we could : I will bee a
Hel. Ifl breake tipe,or flinch in property foole in queftion, hoping to bee the wifer by your an-
‘
Of what I fpokc, vnpittied let me die fwer.
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La. 1 pray you fir,are you a Courtier? be made, then alone the recou’ry of the king, as to bee
Clo. OL-ordfirtheresafiropIe putting off : more, Old Laf. Generally thankfull.
more, a hundred of them.
La. Sir lam apoorefreirld ofyours, thatloucsyou. Enter King, Hellen, andattendantt.
Clo. O Lord fir, thicke, thicke, fparc not me. Tar. 1 would haue faid in, you fay well: heere coroes
La. Ithinke fir, you can eatenone of this homely the King.
meate. Ol.Laf Luftique, as the Dutchman faies: lie like a
Clo. O Lord nay put me too’t, I warrant you.
fir J maidc the Better whil’ft I haue a tooth in my head: why
La. You were lately whipt fir as I thinke. he’s able to leade her a Carranto.
Clo. O
Lord fir, fpare nor me. Par. Mor dts vinager, is sot this Helen t
La. DoeyoucrieO Lord fir at your whipping, and Ol.Laf. Fore God I thinke fo.
{pare not me? Indeed your Lord fir, is very fequentO Kino. Goe call before mee all the Lords in Court.
•to your whipping you would anfwere very well to a
:
Sit my preferuer by thy patients fide,
whipping if you were but bound toot. And with this healthfull hand whofe banifht fence
Clo. lnerc had worfc lucke in my life in my Lord O Thou haft repeal'd, a lecond time receyuc
fir ; I fee things may ferue long, but not ferue cuer. The confirmation of my promis’d guift,
La. I play the noble hdfwife with the time,ro enter- Which but attends thy naming.
taine it fo merrily with a foole.
Clo OLord fir, why tiitre’t fcrucs well agen. Enter 3 or 4 Lords.
La. And end fir to your bufinefle: giue Hellem\\\s, Faire Maiuc fend forth thine eyejthisyouthfullparcell
And vrge her to a prel'ent anfwer backe, Of Noble Batcbcllors, ftand at my bellowing.
Commend me to my kir.iinen, and my fonne, Ore whom both Soueraigne power, and fathers voice
This is not much . 1 haue to vfejthy franke election make.

Clo.Not much commendation to them. Thou haft power to choofe, and they none to forfake.
La. Not much imployement for you, you vnder- Htl. To ea< h of you, one faire and vertuous Miftris;
ftand me. when louc pleafe , marry to each but one.
Fall
£lo Moll fruitfully, I am there, before r*y legegs. Old Laf l’de giue bay curtail, and his furniture
La. Haft you agen. Exeunt My mouth no more were broken then thefe boyes.
And writ as little beard.
Enter Count, Lafew,a»d pare lies. Kmg. Pertife them well
Not one of thofe, but had a Noble father.
Ol.Laf. They fay miracles are pad, and we hauc our She addrejfes her to a Lord.
Philofophicall perfons, to makemoderne and familiar Hel. Gentlemen, heauen hath through me, reftor’d
things fupcrnaturall and caufelcflc. Hence is it, that we the king to health.
make trifles of terrours,eniconcir»g our lelues into Tee- AH. VP e vnderftand it, and thanke heauen for you.
ming knowledge, when wefbouldfubmic ourfelues to Hel. lamafimplc Maide, and therein wealthieft
an vnknownefc3re. That I proteft, I fimply am a Maide
Par. Why ’tis the rareft argument of wonder, that Pleafe it your Maieftic, I haue done already
hathfhot our in our latter times. The biufhcs in my cheekcs thus rvhifper mee,
r
Fof. And fo 'tis. We blufhthat thou {"houldft choofe, but berefufed;
Ol.Laf. To be relinquifhcofthc Artifts. Let the white death fit on thy checke for eucr,
Par. So both ot Galen and Parace[fix.
1 fay Wee’l nere come there againe.
Ol.Laf. Of all the learned and authentickc fell owes. King. Make choife and fee.
Par. Right fo I fay, Who fhur.sthy loue, fhuns all his loue in mee.
01 Laf. That gaue him out incurcable. He 1. Now Than from thy Altar do I fly.
Par. Why there ’tis, fo fav I too. And to imperial! loue, thatGod moft high
Ol.Laf. Not to be help’d. Do my fighes ftreatnc :Sir,wil you hearemy fuite ?
iPar. Right, as twere a man affur’d of a 1 .La. And grant it.

Ol.Laf. Vncertainelife,and fure death. hel. Thankes fir, all the reft is mute.
Par. luft, you fay well : fo would I haue laid. 01 Laf. I had rather be in this choife, then throw
Ol.Laf. Imaytiulyfay,itisanoueItietothe world. Amef-ace for my life.
Par. It is indeede if yon will hauc it in fhc wing,you Hel The honor fir that flames in your faire eyes,
"*
fhall rcade it in what do ye call there. Before 1 fpeake too threatningly replies :

Ol.Laf. A fliewingof a heaucnly effc-61 in an earth- I.oue make your fortunes twentic times aboue
ly A&or. Her that fo vvifhcs, and her humble loue.
Tar. That’s it, I would haue faid, the verie fame. 2 Lo. No better if you pleafe.
Ol.Laf. Why your Dolphin is not loftier fore mee : Hel, My wifh receiue.
I fpeake in refpeft Which great louc grant, and fo I take my lcaue.
Tar. Nay ’tis ftrange, ’tis very ftraunge, that is the Ol.Laf. Do all they they were Tons
denic her ? And
breefe and the tedious of ir, and he’s of a moft facineri- of mine, I'dc haue them whip’d, or I would fend them
eus fpirit, that will not acknowledge it to be the to’th T urke to make Eunuchcs of.
OLLaf. Very hand of hcauen. Hel. Be not afraid that I your hand fhould take,
lie neuer doyou wrong for your ownc fake
Par.
Ol.Laf. Inamoft
far.
Ijfollay.

And
•

wcake—
<

debile minifter great power, grear tran-

— - j Blefling vpon your vowes, and in your bed
Finde fairer fortune, if you cuer wed.
cendetice.which fhould indeede giue vs a further vfc to Old Laf. Thcfc boy es are boyes of Ice, they’le none
hang
«o
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haueheere : fure they are baftards totheEnglifh, :the Shallweigh thee to the beame That wilt not know. :

French nere got em. Vs to plane thine Honour, where

It is in

La. Y ou arc too young, too happie, and too good W c

pleafe to haue it grow. Checke thy contempt :

To make your felfc a l'onne out of my blood. Obey Our will, which trauailes in thy good :

.
4 , Lord*. Faire one, 1 thinkc not lb. Beleeue not thy difdaine,but prefentlie
01. Lord There’s one grape yet, I am furc thy father Do thine owne fortunes that obedient right
drunke wine. But if thou be it not an aife, I am a youth Which both thy dutie owe*, and Our power claimcs.
effourteere : I haue knowne thee already. Or I will throw thee from my care for euer
Hel. I dare not fay I take you, but I giuc Into the flaggers, and the careleife laple
Me and my feruicc, euer whilft 1 line Of youth and ignorance both my reuenge and hate
:

Into your guiding power .-This is the man. Loofing vpon thee, in the name of iuflice.
King. Wiry thedyoung ‘Bertram take her fhec’s thy Without all termes ofpittie. Sfkakc.thine anfwer.
wife. Ber. Pardon my gracious Lord for I fubmit ;

Ber. My wife my Leige? I fhal befeech your highr.es My fancie to your eies, when I confider
In fuch a bufincs, giue me leaue to vie What great creation, and what dole of honour
The hclpe of mine owne eies. where you bid it; I finde that fhe which late
Flies

King. Know'ft thou not ‘Bertram what thee ha s W as in my Nobler thoughts, moil bafe it now :

done for mee ? The praifed of the King, who fo ennobled.

Her. Yes my good Lord, but neuer hope to know Is as’cwerc borne fo.

why lihouldmarrieher. King. Take her by the hand.

Xk^.Thou know’ft lhcc ha’s rais’d me from my lick* And tell her fhe is thine: to whom I prooiife
lybed. A counterpoize : Ifnot te thy cft^tc,
Ber. But followts it my Lord, to bring me downe A ballancc more repleat.
Muft anfwer for your railing? I knowe her well Ber. I take her hand.
Shee had her breeding at my fathers charge: Kin. Good fortune, and the fauour of rheKing
A poore Pnyfuians daughter my wife ? Difdainc Smile vpon this Contiad whofe Ceremonic :

Rather corrupt me euer. Shall feeme expedient on the now borne btiefe,
Kmg. Tis onely title thou difdainft in her,the which And be perform’d tonight the fo'emne Fcaft :

I can build vp : ftrange is it that our bloods more attend* vpon the coming fpacc,
Shall
Of colour, waight, and heat, pour’d all together, Expe&ing abfent friends. As thou lou’ft her,
Would quite confound tiiftin.dion; yee Hands off Thy loue’s to me Religious : elle, do’s erre. Exeunt
Indifferences fo mightie. Iflhcbee Varollti and Lafew ft ay behind commen- ,

All that is vertuous ( faue what thou diflik’li) ting ofthu wedding.

A poore Phifitians daughter, thou diflik'ft Laf. Do you hcarc Monficur? A word with you.
Of vertuc for the name but doe not fo : : Par. Your pleafure, fir.
From loweft place, whence vertuous things proceed. Laf Y our Lord and Mafter did well to make his re-
The place is dignified by th’ doers deede. cantation. •

Where great additions fwell’s, and vercuc none, Par. Recantation?My Lord? my Mafter?
Itisa dropfied honour. Good alone. Laf. I not a Language I fpeakc i
: Is it

Is good without a name? Vilencfle .s fo Par, A moft harlh one, and not to bee vndcrftoodc
Th; propertie by what is is, fhould go, without bloudie fucceeding My Mafter i
Not by the title. Shee is young, wile, faire, Laf. Are you Companion to the Count RofUlion}
In chefe, to Nature fhee’s immediate heire: Par. T
0 any Count, to all Counts : to what is man.
And thefebreed honour that is honours l’corne. : Laf. To what is Counts man Coums maifter : is of
Which challenges it felfe as honours borne, another ftile.
And is not like the fire Honours : thriue, Tar. You are too old fir: Letitfacisfieyou, you arc
* When rather from our a£ls ws them dcriue too old.
Then our fore- goers the meere words, a ftaue: Laf. I muft tell thee firrah, I write Man to which :

Debofh’d on eucrie tombe, on cucrie graue titleage cannot bring thee.

A lying Trophee, and as oft is dumbe, Par. What I dare too well do, I dare not do.
Where duft, and damn’d obiiuion is the Tombe. Laf. I did thinkc thee for two ordinaries : to bee a
Ofhenour’d bones indeed, what (hould be laidc ? prettie wife fellow, thou didft make tollerablc vent of
if thou canft like this creature, as a maide, thy trauell, it might pafle: yetthefcarfiesand the ban-
I can create the reft ertue, and fnee : V nerccs about thee, did manifoldlie diffwade me fiom be-
Is her owne dower Honour and
: wealth, from Dice. leeuing thcc a veflcll of too great a burthen. I hauenow
Ber. I cannot loue her, nor will ftriue to doo’t. found thee, when 1 loofetheeagaine.Icare not: yet art
King. Thou wrong’flrthy felfe, if thou fhold’ft ftriue thou good for nothing but taking vp, and that th' ourt
tochoofe. fcarce worth.
Hel. That you are well reftor’ d my Lord,I’mc glad; Par. Hadrt thou not the priuiledge of Antiquity vp-
Let the reft go. on thee.
King. My Honor’s at the flake, which to defeate Laf. Do not plundge thy felfc to farre in anger, leaft
Imuft produce my power. Hecre, take her hand. thou haften thy trlall : which if, Lord haue tncrcie cn
Proud fcornfull boy, vnworthk this good gift. thee for a hen, lo my good window of Lettice fare thee
That doft in vile mifprifion {has kle vp well, thy cafcment 1 ncede not open, for 1 look through
My loue, and her defert that canft not dreanae. : thee. Giue me thy band.
We poizing vs in her dcfc&iuc fcale. ParMy Lord, you giue 01c moft egregious indignity
Laf.
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Laf. I with all my heart, and thou art worthy of jt. He weareshishonorinaboxcvnfeene.
par. 1 hauc not my Lord dcferu’d it. That hugges his kickic wickie heare at home,
Laf Ye* good faith, cu’ry dranmxcofit, and I will Spending his manlie marrow in her armes
not bote thee a fcruplc. Which fhould fullaine the bound and high curuct
Pat. Well.Iftiallbe wifcr. Of Marfes fierie Heed to other Regions, :

La/. Eu'n as foonc as thou can’ll, for thou hall to pull France is a liable, wee that dwell in't lades.
latafmacke a’th contrarie. If cuer thou bee’ll bound Therefore too’th warre.

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in thy skarfe and beaten, thou fliall findc what it is to be Rof. It lhallbefo, He fend her to my houfe.
proud of thy bondage , I haue a dcfire to holdc my ac- Acquaint my mother with my hate to her.
quaintance with thee, or rather my knowledge, that I And wherefore I am fled : Write to the King
may fayin the default, he is a man I know. That which I durll not fpeake. His prefenc glfc
Par. My Lord you do me moll infupportablc vexati- me to thofe Italian fields
Shall furnifh
on. Where noble fellowcs llrike Warres is no ftrife :

were hell paines for thy fake , and my

Laf. I would it To thedarke houfc,and chedcte&ed wife.
poorc doing eternall for doing I am pall, as I will by
: Par. Will this Caprichio hold in thee,art fure?

thee, in what motion age will giue me leaue. Exit. Rof. Go with me to my chamber, and aduiceme.
Par. Well, thou hall a fonncfiiall take this difgracc lie lend her ftraight away: Tomorrow,
off me; fcur uy, old, filthy, fcuruy Lord : ell, 1 mull W lie to the warres, fhe to her fingle farrow.
I be patient, there is no fettering of authority. lie beatc Par. Why thefe bals bound, ther’s noile in it. Tis hard
him (by my life) if I can meetehim with anyconueni- A yong man maried,is a man that’s mard :

ence, andlie were double and double a Lord. He haue Therefore away, and leaue her brauely go.
:

no more pittie of his age then I would haue of lie The King ha’s done you wrong but hufli’eis : fo. Sxit
beatc him, and if I could but meet him a gen.
'

Enter Helena and Clorvne .

pater Lafew.
Hel. My mother greets me kindly, is flie well ?
Laf. Sirra,your Lord and mailers married, there’s flo. She is not well, but yet Are has her health, flic’s

newes for you : you haue a new Miflris. very merric, but yet fhe not well
but thankes be gi-
is :

Par. I moftvnfaincdly befeech your Lordfhippe to uen flic’s very well,and wants nothing i th world but :

make fomc referuation q f your wrongs. He is my good yet Iheis not well.
Lord , whom I ferue abouc is my mailer. Hel. If flie be verie wel, what do’s flie ayle,that flie’s

Laf. Who? God. not verie well?

Par. I fir. Clo. T ruly flie’s very well indeed, but for two things
Laf. The deuill it is, that’s thy mailer. Why dooell Hel. Whar two things ?

thou garter vp thy armes a this faffiion? Doll make hofc Clo. One, that flic’s not in licauen, whether God fend
of thy fleeues ? Do other feruants l’o ? Thou wert belt fet her quickly : the other, chat flie’s in from whence
earth,
thy lower part where thy nofe Hands . By mine Honor, God lend her quickly.
if I were but two hourcs yonger, l’de beatc thcc mcc- :

think’ll thou art c generall offence, and euery man fhold Enter Parolles.
bcate thee I thinke thou wall created for men to breath
:
Par. Bleffcyou my fortunate Ladie.
thcmfelucs vpon thee. Hel. I hope fir I haue your good will to haue mine
Par. This hard and vndeferued meafure my Lord.
is owne good fortune.
Laf Go too fir, you were beaten in Italy for picking Par. You liad my prayers to leade them on, and to
akemcllouc ofa Pomgranat, you are a vagabond, and keepethem on, haue them Hill. O my knaue, how do’s
no true traueller you are more faweie with Lordcs and
:
my old Ladie ?

honourable perfonages, then the Commifsionof you. Clo. So that you had her wrinkles, and I her money,
birth and vertue giues you Heraldry .You are not worth I would flie did as you fay.
1 another word, clfe I’de call you knaue. 1 leaue you. Par. Why I fay nothing.
Exit Clo. Marry you arc the vvifer man: for many a mans
Enter Count RoJfiUion. tongue fliakes out vndoing : to fay nothing,
his mailers
to do nothing, to know nothing, and to haue nothing,
Par. Good, very good, it is fo then good, very is to be a great part ol your title, which is within a verie
:

good, let be conceal’d awhile.

it little of nothing.
Rof. Vndone, and forfeited to cares for eucr. Par. Away,th’art a knaue.
Par. What’s the matter fweet-heart? Clo. You fliould haue faid fir before a knaue, th’area

PpfsiH. Although before the folemnc Priell I haue knaue, that’s before me tharta knaue: this had bcene

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fworne, I willnot bed her. tru th fir.

Par. What? what fweet heart? Tar. Go too, thou art a wittic foolc, I haue found
Ref. O
my Varrolles, they haue married me: thee.
I
He to the T^/cv** warres, and neuer bed her. Clo. Did you findc me in your felfe fir, or were you
Pat. FrAnce is a dog-hole, and it no more merits, taught to findc me?
I
The tread of a maos foot : too’th warres. Thcfearch fir was profitable, and muchFoole
Clo. 1

Rof. There’s letters from roy mother: Whatth’im- may you find in you,euen to the worlds plcafurc,and the
I
know Dot yet.
port is, I encrcafc of laughter.
Pat. I that would be knowne: too’th wans my boy, Par. A good knaue ifaith.and well fed.
I too’th warres: Madam, my Lord will go awaic to njght,
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24O All's JVell that ends Well,

Averieferrious bufineflc call's on him : me, there canbenokcrnellin this light Nut: the foule
The great prerogatiac and rite ofloue. of this man is his eloathes : Truft him not in matter of
Which as your due time claimes, he do’s acknowledge. heauic confequence : I haue kept of them tame, know &
But puts it off to a compell’d reftraint their natures. Farewell Monfieur, 1 haue fpoken better
Whofe want, and whofe delay, is ftrew’d with fvvccts of you, then you haue or will to deferue at my hand,but
Which they dilVill now in the curbed time, ^we muft do good againft euill.
T o make the comming houre oreflow with ioy, Par. An idle Lord, I fwearc. |

Andpleafure drowne the brim. Ber. I thinke fo. i I

Eel, What’s his will elfc? Par. Why do you not know him?
Par. That you will take your inftant leaue a’th king, Her. Yes, I do know him well, and common fpeech
^
And make this haft your owne good proceeding,
as Giues him a worthy pafTe. Heerc comes my clog.
Strengthned with what Apologie you thinke
May make it probable neede. Enter Helena.
Hel. What more commands hee? haue fir as I was commanded from you
Eel. I
Par. That hauing this obtain'd, you prcfemlic Spoke with the King, and haue procur’d his leaue
Attend his further pleafure. For prefent parting, oncly he defirc*
Hel. In cuery thing I waitc vpon his will. Some priuatcfpcech with you. ' I
Par. I fhall report it fo. Ex t Per. Ber. I fhall obey his will.
Hell. Iprayyoucomefirrah. Exit You muft not mcruaile Helen at ray courfe,
U hich holds noc colour with the time, nor does
Enter Laf tv and Bertram. The miniftration, and required office
Laf. But I hope your Lordfhippc thinkes not him a On my particular. Prepar’d I was not
fouldicr. For fuch a bufinefle, therefore am I found
Her. Yes my Lord and of verie valiant approofe. So much vnietled This driues me to imreateyou.
:

Laf. You haue it from his owne deliuerance. That prelcntlyyou take your way for home.
Ber. And by other warranted teftimonie. And rather mule then aske why I intreate you.
Laf. Then ray Diall goes not true, I tookc this I aike Formy rcfpeifts arc better then they feeme,
for a bunting.
\
And my appointments haue in them a needs
Her . I do aflureyoumy Lord he is very great in know- Greater thenfhewes it felfcatthefirft view,
ledge, and accordingly valiant. 1 o yon that know them not. This to my mother,
Laf. I hau# then finn’d againft his experience, and '
Twill be two daieserel fhall fei you,fo
tjanfgrefl againft his valour, andmyftatc that way is Ilcaueyou to your wifedome.
dangerous, fincc I cannot yet find in my heart to repent: Hel. Sir, 1 can nothing fay,
Heerehc comes, I pray you make vs freinds, I will pur- But that I am your moft obedient feruant.
fuetheamitie. Ber. Come, come.no more of that.
Eel. And euer fha-U
Enter Par dies V. ith true obferuance feeke to ceke out that
Par. Thcfe things fhall be done fir. Wherein toward me my homely ftarres haue faild
Laf. Pray you lit whofe his Tailor? To equall my great fortune.
Par Sir? Ber, Let that goe my haft is verie great. Farwell:
:

Laf. O I know him well, I fir, hee firs a good worke- Hie home.
man,averic goodTailor. Hel. Pray fir your pardon. I

Her. Is fhec gone to the king? Ber. Well, what would you fay?
Par. Sheeis. Hel. I am not worthie of the wealth I owe.
Her. Will fhee away to night? Nor dare I fay ’tis mine : and yet it is.
Par. Asyou’lehaucher. But like a timorous theefc, moft faine would fteale
Her. I haue writ my letters, caskettcd my treafure, What law does vouch mine owne.
Giuen order for our and to night.
horfes, Ber. What would you haue ?
When I fhould take poffeflion of the Bride, /^/.Something, and fcarfe fo much : nothing indeed,
And ere I doc begin. I would not tell you what I would my Lord : Faith yes.
Laf A good Trauailer is fomethingatthe latter end Strangers and foes do funder, and not kifle.
ofa dinner, but on that lies three thirds, and vfes a Her. I pray you ftay nor, but in haft to horfe.
koovvn truth to paffc a thoufand nothings with, fhould Hel. I fhall not breake your bidding, good my Lord:
bcc once hard, and thrice beaten. God faueyou Cap- Where are my other men? Monfieur, farwell. Exit
tainc. Ber. Go thou toward home, where I wil neuer come,
Her. I s there any vnkindnes betweene my Lord and Whilft I can (hake my fword, or hcare the drumme
you Monfieur? A way, and for our flight
Tar. I know not howl haue deferued to run into my Par. Braucly,Coragio.
Lords difpleafure.
Laf You haue made fhifttorun inro’t, bootesand
fpurres and all like him that leapt into theCuftard, and
:
<*Aftus Tertius.
out of it you’le runne againe, rather then fuflfer queftion
for your refidence.
Her. It may bee you haue miftaken him my Lord. Flonrijb. Enter the ’Duke cf Florence , the twe Frenchmen,
Laf. And fhall doe foeucr, though I tookehim at’s with a treope efSouldiers.
prayers. Fareyou well my Lord , and bcleeue this of Duke. So that from point to poinc,now haue you heard
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The fund amen tall reafojis of this warre,- . La. Why fhould he be kill’d ?

Whofe great decifion hath much blood let forth (flo. So fay I Madame, ifhe runne away, as I heare he

And more thirds after. does, the danger is in danding too’t, that’s the lofleof

I .Lord.Holy feemes the quarrcll men, though it be the getting of children. Heerethey
Vpon your Graces part blackc and fcarefull
: come will tell you more. For roy part I onely heare your
Ontheoppofcr. fonne was run away.
Duke. Therefore we mcruaile much our Cofin France
Would in fo iulf a bufinefle, fiiut his bofomc Enter Hellen and two Gentlemen,
Againft our borrowing prayers.
French E. Good my Lord, Trench E. Sauc you good Madam.
The reafons ofour date I cannot y eelde. Hel. Madam, my Lord is gone, for euer o one.
°
But like a common and an outward man. Trench G. Do Dot fay fo.
That the great figure of a Counfaile frames. La. Thinke vpon patience,pray you Gentlemen,
haue felt lb many quirkesofioy and greefe.
By felfe vnable motion, therefore dare not I

Say what I thinke of it, fincc I haue found That the fird face of neither on the dart
My felfe in my incertaine grounds to faile Can woman me vntoo’t. Where is my fonne I prav you?
Asoftenaslgued. Eren.G. Madam he’s gone to ferue the Duke of Flo-
Duke. Beithispleafure. rence,

Fren.G. 3ut I am fure the yongcr of onr nature, W c met him thitherward, for thence we came
Thar furfet on their eafe, will day by day And after fome difpatch in hand at Court,
Come heere for Phyficke. Thither we bend againc.
Duke. W elcome fhall they bee Hel. Looke on his Letter Madam, here’s my Pafporr.
And the honors that can dye from vs.
all

Shall on them fettle : youknow your places well, When t loon canft get the Ring ifon my finger, which netur
(hall come off, andftoew mec a childc begotten of thy
When better fall, for your auailcs they fell, bodie ,
To morrow to’th the field. Flour ifh. that I am father too ,t hen tall me husband: but in fuch a (then)
1 write a Netter.
Enter Counteffe a nd Clowne. This is a dreadfull lentence.
Cc«»t.Ithath happen’d all, as I would haue had it, fauc La. Brought you this Letter Gentlemen?
cemes not along with her. l .G. I Madam, and for the Contents fake
that he are forrie
Clo. By my troth I take my young Lord to be a ve- for our paines.

rie melancholly man.

Old La. t prethee Ladie haue a better ohccre.
Count. By what obferuancelprayyou. If thou engroded, all the greefes are thine,

Clo. Why hewilllooke vpponhisbooce, andfing : Thou robft me of a moity: He was my fonne.
mend the Ruffe and fing, aske quedions and fing, picke But I do wad) his name out of my blood.
his teeth, and fing I know a man that had this trickc of
: And thou art all my childe. T owards Florence is he ?
melancholy hold a goodly Mannor for a fong. Fren. G. I Madam.
Lad. Let me fee what he writes,and when he meanes La. And to beafouldier.
to come. Fren.G. Such is his noble purpofe, and beleeu’t
Clow. Ihaucnomindeto/>£c//fince I was at Court. The Duke will lay vpon him all the honor
Our old Lings, and our Is belt a’th Country, are nothing That good conuemence claimes.
like your old Ling and your Isbels a'th Courtrthe brains La. Rcturne you thither.
of roy Cupid’s knock’d out,andIbeginne to loue, as an Fren.E. I Madam,withthe fwifted wingofipeed.
•Idmanloues money, with no domacke. Hel. Till 1 haue no wife, I bane nothing in France
,

Lad. What haue we heere ? ’Tis bitter.

Clo. In that you haue there. exit La. Findeyou that there i
A Letter Hd. I Madame.
1 haue fent you a daughter -in-Law ,
fhee hath recoueredthe Fren.E.’ Tis but the boldncffe of his
hand haply, which
King, and vndonc me : I haue wedded her , not bedded her , his heart was not contenting too.
andfworneto maketbenot eternaH. Ton /ball heare / am Lad. Nothing in France, vntill he haue no wife
runne away, know it before the report come. If there bee There's nothing heere that is too good for him
bredth enough in the worldt / will hold a long defiance. My Bur onely fhe, and flic dcferucs a Lord
duty toy oh. Tour vnfortunate fonne, That twenty fuch rude boyes might tend vpon.
And call her hourely Miflris. Who was with him >
‘

Bertram.
This is not well rafh andvnbridlcd boy, Fren.E. A feruant onely, and aGcntlcman which I :

To flye the fauours of fo good a King,i haue fometime knowne.

To pluckehis indignation on thy head. La. Parollcs wasitnotf
By the mifprifing of a Maidc too vertaous Fren.E. I my good Ladie, hce.
For the contempt of Empire. La. A verie tainted fellow, and full of wickednefle,
Enter Clowne. My fonne corrupts a well deriued nature
Clow. O' Madam, yonder is heauienewes within be. With his inducement.
tweene two fouldiers, and my yong Ladie. Fren.E. Indeed good Ladie the fellow has a deale of
La. What is the matter. that, too much, which holds him much to haue.
Clo. Nay there is fome comfort in thenewes, fomc La, Y’are welcome Gentlemen, I will intreate you
comfort,your fonne will ncu bekile} fo foonc as I choghc when you fee my fonne, to tell him that his fword can
he would. neuer winne the honor that he loofes : more lie intreate
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you written to bcare3long. Write, write, that fret the bloodie courfe wane
of
Fren.G. Wefcruc you Madam in that and all your My deereft (JHafierj or deart fonne, may hie,
I
vvorthieft affaires. 3 left him at home in ace. Whilst Ifiom farrt
La.Not fo, but as we change oar courcelies, Hu name with zealo. feruour fanEltfie f
my
W you draw necrc?
ill Exit. Flu taken labours bid m me forgtue :
:

Eel. Ttll I haue no wife l heme nothing in F rsince I his defightfull Iuno nt him forth,
Nothing in France vntill he has no wife : From Courtly fiends, ith Campingfoes to line
Thou Ihalthaue none Rofft&ien , none in France, Where death anddang dogger the heeles worth
of J
Then haft thou all againe : poorc Lord, is’t I He u too good andfar. for death, and met.
That chafe thee froir. thy Conn trie, and cxpofe Whom! my felfe embr e, to fet him fee.
Thofe tender limbes of chine, to theeuent
Of the none-fparing wane ? And is it I, Ah what fharpe ftm are in her tnildeft words?
That driue thee from the fporciuc Court, where thou Rynaldo , you did neu lacke aduice fo much
Was’t firot at withfaire eyes, to be the marke As letting her pafTe f : hid I fpoke with her
Oflmo ikie Muskets ? O
you leaden meflengers, I could haue well her intent*,
dit rted
That ride vpon the violent fpeede offire, Which thus fhe hatl >reuentcd.
Fly with falfe ayme, moue the ftill-peermg airc Pardon me adam.
Ste. 1

That fings with piercing, do not touch my Lord you th at ouer-night.

If I had giuen
Who eucr fhoots at him, I fet him there. She might haue beet orc-tanc and yet fhe :
write*
Who euer charges on his forward breft Purfuite would be b vainc.
i
j
lam the Caitiffe that do hold him too’t, La. What Angel (hall
|
And though I kill him not, I am the caufe Blcfle this vn worth; »usband,he cannot thrive,
' His death was fo effedfed Better ’twerc : Vnlefle her prayer*, hom heauen delight* to heart
i met the rauine Lyon when he roar’d And loues to grant, preeue him from the
wrath
Wi .h fharpecomft aint of hunger: better ’twerc. Of greateft Iuftice. Vrite, write Rynaldo,
That the milcries wnich nature owes
ail To this vnworthy hi band ofhis wife,
W mine at once. No come thou home Rofftiion,
ere Let cueric word wa: h heauie of her werrh,
Whence honor but of danger winnes a fcarre, 1 hat he does
waigh >o light my greateft greefe, :

As oft it loofes all. I will be gone: Though he do ele it, fet downe lharpely.
little
My being hecre it is, that holds thee hence, Difpatchthemofto uenient meflenger,
Shall I ftay heere to doo’t? No, no, although

The ayre of Paradife did fan the houfe.

W hen haply he ftial eare that {lie is gone,
I He will iccurne, and ope I may that ftiee
And Angles oftre'd all I will be gone,:
Hearing much, w Ipeedc her foote againe,
fo
That pittjfull rumour may report mv flight Led hither by pure! ic which of them both :

To conlolate thine eare. Come night, end day, Is deereft to me, I h; e no skill
in fence
For with the darkc (poore theefe) lie ltealc away, Exit. To make diftindlior preuide this Meflenger
My heart is heauie,:
mine age is weake,
ci
Flour ifo. Enter l he Duke of Florence , R offillion, Greefe would hauci ire*,and forrow bids mcfpeakc.
drum and trumpets }foldiers,Parrolles.
Exant

Duke. The Generali of our horfe thou art, and

Great in our hope, lay our beft louc and credence
we A 7 ketafarre of.
i

j
Vpon thy promifing fortune, Enter old Wjddow Florence her
, daughter, Violent*
Her. Sir it is
anii Mariana, with otter
A charge too heauy ior my itrength, but yet
W
,

Citizens. '
1 ee'i Itriue to bearc it for your worthy fake,
j
To th'extremc edge ofhazard. Wuldow. Nay co e, I

Duke. Then go thou Forth,

| For if they do appro hthcCicty,
And fortune play vpon thy prolparous hclmc Wc thall loofe all th light.
As thy aufpiciousmiftris,
Th 'y ty he French Count has done
Ber. This very day
M, oft honou table
.
fer cc.
Great Mars I put my felfe into thy file. Wiid. It is report!.
Make mebut likcroy thoughts, and I flrallprouc That he has taken th r grcat’ft Commander,
A loacr of thy drumme, hater of loue. Exeunt emnes AndAhat with his o\ ic hand he flew
The Dukes brother e haue loft our labour.
;
Eater Ccuntrffe cr Steward.
They are gone a corn rie ways harke,
you may know by th r Trumpet*.
La. Alas! and would you take the letter of her
UWoria. Comelt returne againe.
Might you not know fire would do, as flic has
done. And fuffice our felue viththereporcofit.
By lending me a Letter. Readc it agen.
Well Diana, take he o! this French Earle*
The honor of a Mait is her name.
Letter.
And no I egacieisfo ch
Turn S. toques Pilgrim, thither gone:
Ashoneftic.
Ambitions loue hath fo in me offended,
Wuldow Ihaueto my neighbour
J hat bare-fo’ot plod / the
cold ground t/pen
With fainted vow myfaults to hanc amended.
How you haue becat aliciced by a Gentlcmani
His Companion,
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{jpfaria. I know that knaue, bang him, one Parolltsy Corrupt the tender honour of a Maide
a filthy Officer he is in thofe fuggeftions for the young But fhe is arm’d for him, and keepes her guard
Earle, beware of them Diana their proroifes, entife- In honefteft defence.
ments, oathes, tokens* and all thefe engines of lu ft, are
not the things they go vnder : many a maide hath beenc
Drttmme and Colours.
(educed by them, and the miferieis example, that fo Enter Count Koflitlten, Parrolles , and the whole Armie.
terrible fhewes in the wracke of maidenhood, cannot

for all that diftwade fuccelfion,but that they are limed

tJUar. The goddes forbid elfc.
with the twigges that threatens them. Ihopclneedc Wid. So, now they come:
not to aduife you further, butl hope your owne grace That is Anthonio the Dukes eldeftfonne.
will keepe you where you arc, though there were no That Efcaltu.

further danger knowne, but the modeGie which is fo Hel. Which is the Frenchman ?
loft.
Dia. Hee,
Dia. You (hall nor neede to fearc me. That with the plume, ’tisamoft gallant fellow,
Enter He lien. I would he loud his wife if he were honefter :

UTid. hope fo ; looke here comes a pilgrim, I know

1 He were much goodlier. Is’c not a handfom Gentleman
(he will lye ar my houfe, thither they fend one another,
Hel. I iikehim well.
Ilequeftion her. God fane you pilgrim, whether arc Di.'Tis piety he
is not honefhyonds that fame knaue

bound ? That leades him to thefe places were I his Ladie, :

Hel. ToS. laques la grand. I would poifon that vile Rafcall.

Where do the Palmers lodge, I do befeech you? Hel. Which is he ?

Wid. At the S .Francis hecre befide the Port. Dia. Thatlackean-apes with fcarfes. Why is hee
Hel. Is this the way? march afarre. A melancholly?
\Pid. Imarrieift. Harke you, they come this way : Hel. Perchance he s hurt i’th battaile.
If you will tarrie holy Pilgrime Tar. Loofc our drum ? Well.
But till the troopes come by, Mar. He’sfhrewdlyvextatfomething. Looke he
I will condudi you where you (hall be lodg’d. has Ipyedvs.
The rather for I thinke I know your hofteffe Wid. Marrie hang you.
As ample as my felfe. Mar. And your curcefic, for a ring-carrier. Exit.
Hel. Is it your felfe ? Wid. The troope is paft Come pilgrim, I wil bring :

Wid. If you ftiall pleafe fo Pilgrime. ,

you, Where you (hall hoft : Of iniovn’d penitents
Hel. I thanke you, and will ftay vpon your leifure. There’s fourc or Hue, to great S. laques bound,
Wid. you came I thinke from France ? Alreadie at my houfe.
Hel. Ididfo. Hel. 1 humbly thanke you
Wid. Heere you fhall fee a Countriman of yours Pleafe it this Matron, and this gentle M aide
That has done worthy feruicc. To eate with vs to night, the charge and thanking
Hel. His name Ipray you ? Shall be for me . and to requite you further,
Dia. The Count Roffillton: know you fuch a one? I will beftow fomeprecepts of this Virgin,
Del. But by the eare that hearcs moll nobly of him : Worthy the note.
His face I know not. Doth. Wee’l take your offer kindly* Exeunt t
Dia. What fomere he is
He’sbrauely taken heere. He ftole from France Enter Count %oJJUlion and the Frenchmen ,
As’tis reported King had married him
: for the as at firft.
Againft his liking. Thinke you it is lo ? Cap.E. Nay good my Lord put him too’t : let him
Hel. Ifurelymeerethetruth,Iknowhis Lady. haue his way.
Dia. There is a Gentleman that femes the Count, Cap.G. IfyourLordfhippe findchimnot aHilding,
Reports but courlely of her. hold me no more in your refpedh
Hel. What’s his name ? Cap.E. On my life my Lord a bubble.
Dia. Monfieur Parrolles. Ber. Do you thinke lam fofarre
Hel. Oh I beleeue with him. Deceiued in him.
In argument of praife, or to the worth Cap.E. it my Lord,
Beleeue in mine owne direift
Count himfelfe, fhe is toomeanc
Of the great knowledge, without any malice, but to fpeake of him
Tohaue her name repeated, all her deferuing as my kinfman; hee’s a moft notable Coward, an infi-
Is a referued honeftie, and that nite and endlelfe Lyar, an hourely promife-brcaker,the
Ihauenot heard examin’d. owner of no one good qualitie, worthy your Lordfhips
Dtan. Alas poore Ladie, entertainment.
’Tis a hard bondage to become the wife Cap C. It were fit you knew him, leaf! repofing too
Ofa detefting Lord. farreinhisvertue which he hath not, he might at fome
Wid. I write good creature,wherefoerc fhe is. great and truftie bufindfc, in a maine daunger, fayle
Her hart waighes fadly this yong maid might do her
: you.
Alhrewd turne if (be pleas’d. Ber. I would I knew in what particular aflion to try
Hel. Howdoyoumeane? him.
May be the amorous Count folicites ber Cap. Q. None better then to let him fetch off his
In the vnlawfull purpofe. drumme, which you hcarchim fo confidently vnder-
Wid. He docs indeed?, takc to do.
Andbrokes with all that can in fuch a fuice C.E. I with a troop of Florentines wil fodainly fur-
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prize him; fuch I will haue whom I am fure he knowes a ftrange fellow my Lord, that fo confidently feemes to
not from the enemie : wee will binde and hoodwinke vndertake this bufineffe, which he knowes it not to be
him fo,that he (hall fuppofeno other but that he is car- done, damnes himfclfe to do, 8c dares better be daamd
ried into the Leager of the aduerfaries, when we bring thentodoo’t.
him to ourowne tents: be but your Lordfhip prefcnt Cap.G, You do not knew him my Lord as we doe
at his examination, if he do not for the promil'e of his certaine it is that he will fteale himfelfe into a niansfa-
life, and in the higheft compulfion of bafe fcare, offer to uour, and for a weeke cfcape a great deale of difeoue*
betray you, and deliuer all the intelligence in his pow er ries, but when youfinde him ouc,youhaue him euer af-
againftyou, and that with the diume forfeite of his ter.

foule vpon oath, neucr ttuft my iudgement in anie j

Ber. Why do you thinke he will make nodeede at
thing. all of this that fo feriouflie hee dooes addreffehimfelft
Cap.(j. O for the loue of laughter, let him fetch his 1 vnto?
drumme, he fayes he has a ftratagem for’c when your : Cap.E. None in the world, but returnewith an in.

Lordfhip fees the bottome of this fucceffe in’c, and to ucntion, and clap vpon you two or three probable lies:
what mettle this counterfeyt lump of ours will be mel- but we haue almoft imboft him, you fhall fee his fallto
ted if you giuc him notlohn drumniesentertainemcnt, night; forindeedeheisnotforyour Lordfliippes re*
your inalining cannot be remoued. Hcere he conics. fperfr.
Cap.G. Weclcmake you fomefport with the Fow
Enter Parrolles . ere we cafeHe was firftfmoak’d by theold Lord
him.
Lafew, when his difguife and he is parted, tell me whit
Cap.E. O for the loue of laughter hinder not the ho- a fprat you {hall finde him, which you {hall fee this ve*

nor of his dcfigne, let him fetch off his drumme in any rie night.
hand. CapS. Imuft go looke my twigges,
Ber. How now Monfieur?This drumme flicks fore- He {hall be caught.
ly inyour difpofition. Ber. Your brother he {hall go along with me. W
‘

Cap.G. A poxon'tjet it go, ’tisbut a drumme. Cap.G. hit pleafe your Lordfhip, lie Ieaue you.
Par. But a drumme
Ift drumme? Adrumfo
: but a Ber. Now wil I lead you to the houfe,and fnew you
loft. There was excellent command, to charge in with The Laffcl fpoke of.
our hotfe vpon out owne wings, and to rend our ow nc CapS. But you fay fine’s honeft.
fouldiers. Be r. That’s all the fault rlfpoke with hir but once,
Cap.Cj. That was not to be blam'd in the command And found her wondrous cold, but I fent to her
of the icruice : it was a difafter of warre that Cafar him By this fame Coxcombe that we haue i’th winde
felfe could not haue preuented , if he had bcenc there to Tokens and Lctiers,whichfhedid refend.
command. And this is all I haue done : She’s a fairc creature,
Ber. Well, wee cannot greatly condemne our fuc- Will you go fee her?
cefle : fome difrionor wee had in the Ioffe of that drum, Cap.E. With all my heart my Lord. ExtM
but it is not to be rccouered.
Pur. It might haue beer.e rccouered. Enter HeUtn.and IF'iddaw.
Ber. It might, but it is not now.
Petr. Itistoberecoucrcd.butthatthemerit of fer- Hel. lfyoumifdoubcmethatlamnoe{hee,|
uice fildome attributed to the true and exarft perfor-
is I know not how 1 {hall affure you further.
mer, I would haue that drumme or another, or hie ia~ But ihall loofe the grounds I workc vpon.

cet. fVii. Though my eftate be falne.I was wellborne,'

Ber. Why if you haue a ftomacke.too’t Monfieur: if Nothing acquainted with thefe bufineffes.
you thinke your myfterie in ftratagem, can bring this And would not put my reputation now
inftrument of honour againe into his natiue quarter, be In any ftaining a<ft.

magnanimious in the enterprize and go on, I wil grace Hel.Norwouldlwiftiyou.

the attempt for aWotthy exploit if you fpeedc well in : Firft giuc me truft, the Count he is roy husband,

it,theDukefhall both lpeake of it, and extend to you And what to your fworne counfaile I haue fpoken,
what further becomes his greatneffe, cuen to the vemoft Is fo from word to word: and then you cannot 1
|
ofyour worthineffc.
fyllablc By the good ayde that I of you {hall borrow,
Par. By the hand of a fouldier I will vndeitake it. Errcinbeftowing it.
Ber. Butycumuft notnowflumberinit. fVid. Ifhouldbeleeueyou,
Tar. lie about it this eucning, and I wilFprefently For you haue fhew’d me that which well approaes :

pen downe my dilemma’s, encourage my felfe in my Y’are great in fortune.

certaintie, put my felfe into my mortall preparation : Hel. Take this purfe ofGold,
j
I and by midnight looke to heare further from me. And let me buy your friendly helpe thus farre.
“Ber. May I bee bold to acquaint his grace you are Which I will ouer-pay, and pay againe
J
gone about it. When I haue found it.Thc Count he woes your
Par. I know not what the fucceffe wil be my Lord, daughter,
vow. Layes downe his wanton fiedge before her bcautie,
‘

but the attempt I

Ber. I know th ’art valiant, Refolue to carrie her let her in fine confene
:

And to the pofsibility of thy foulditrfriip, As wee’l direrft her how ’tis beft to beare it: *

Will fubferibe for thee : Farewell. Now his important blood will naught denie,
Tar. I loue not many words. Exit That fhee'l demand : a ring the Countie weares.
Cap.S. Nomorethena fifh loues water. Isnotthis That downward hath fuccccded in his houfc
From
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From fonne co lpnoe,lotne tqurc.orfiuc difcencs. before it, and ofhis creatures, not daring the reports of
Since the firft tocher wore it. This Ring he holds my tongue.
In moft rich choice : yet in hi* idle fire. Lo.E. This is the firft truth that ere thine own tongue
To buy his will, it would not feeme too decre. was guiltic of.
How ere repented after. PAr. What the diuell fhould moue mee to yndertake
If^id. Now I fee the bottomc ofyourpurpofe. drumme, being not ignorant of the
the recouerie of this
Hel. Y ou fee i& lawfull then, it is no more, impoflibility, and knowing I had nofuch purpofe ? 1
But that your daughter ere fiat feemes as woune,; muft giue my felfc fome hurts, and fay I got them in ex.
Defires tl»is Ring ^appoints him an encounter ploic yet flight ones willnot carric it. They will fay,
:

In fine, deliuers me to fill the time, came you off with fo little ? And great ones I dare not
Her fclfe moft chaftly abfent :
qftcr giue,whcreforewhat’stheinftance. Tongue, I mull put
,
To marry her, He addc three thoufand Crovvnps you intoa Butter-womans mouth, and buy my ielfe ano-

To what is paft already. ther of 3

AiAvetis Mule, if you prattle mee into thefe

Ihauc yeclded
W'id. perilles.

Inftrmft my daughter how fhe fhall perfeuer, Lo. E. Is it poffible he fhould know what hee is, and
That time and place with this dcceite fo law-full be that he is.

May proue coherent. Euery night he comes Pay. would the cutting of my garments wold ferue
I

With Mufickes of all forts, and fongs compos'd the turnc, or the breaking of my Spanifh fword.
To her vnworthinefie :1c nothing fteedsvs Lo. E. We cannot affoord you fo.
To chide him from our'eeues,for he perfifis Par. Or the baring ofmy beard, and to fay it was in
As if his life lay on’t. ftratagem.
Hel. Why then to night Lo. E. ’Twouldnordo.
Let vs aflay our plot, which if it fpeed. Par. Or to drowne my doathes, and fay I was fi ripe.

Iswicked meaning in a lawfull deede Lo. E. Hardly ferue.

And lawfull meaning in a lawfull a&. Par. Though I fworc I leapt from the window of the
Where both not finne, and yet a finfull fatt. Citadel!.
But let’s about it. Lo. E. Howdeepef
Par. Thirty fadome.
Lo. E. Three great oathes would fcarle make that be
ciAHus Ouartus. beleeued.
Par. 1 would I had any drumme of the enemies, I
would fweare I rccouer’d it.
Surer one ofthe Frenchmen, with fiuc orfixe other Lo. E. You lhallheare one anon.
fouldiers in ambufh. Par. A drumme now of the enemies. % «

x.Lord £.He can come no other way but by this hedge Alarum within.
corner : when you fallie vpon him, fpcake what terrible Lo E. Throcamovoufus cargo t cargo car fg.
,

Language you chough you vnderftand it not your

will : A II. Cargo ,caroo } caroo ) villtanda par cor bo , carg o.
felues, no matter: for we mull not feemeto vnderftand Par. O ranfomc, ranfome,
him,vnle{Tcfomeoneamongvs, whom wee muftpro- D» not hide mine eyes.
duce for an Interpreter. Inter. Boskos tbrcmuldo bofios.

i .Sol. Good Captaiue, let me be th’Interpreter. Par. I know you are the AImkos Regiment,
Lor.E. Art not acquainted with him? knowesheDot And I fhall loofc rny life for want of language.
thy voice? Ifthere be heere German or Dane, Low Dutch,
i. Sol. No fir I warrant you. Italian, or French, let him fpeake to me,
ho. E. But what linfie wolfy hart thou to fpeake to vs lie difeouer that, which fhal vndo the Florentine.
againe. Int. Leskos vauvado, I vnderftand thee, & can fpeake
E’nfuch as you fpeake tome.
i .Sol. thy tongue : Kerelybonto fir, betake thee to thy faith, for
Lo. E. He mull thinke vs fomc band of Grangers, i’th fcucntecne ponyards are at thy bolome.
aduerfaries entertainment. Nowhehathafmackeof all Par. Oh.
neighbouring Languages : therefore we mull euery one Inter. Oh pray, pray, pray,
be a man ofhis owne fancie, not to know what we fpeak ( Jllanka reuania dulche.
one to another: fo we feeme to know, is to know ftraight Lo.E. Ofcorbidulchos Vchuorce.
ourpurpofe: Choughs language, gabbleenough, and Int. The Generali is content to fpare thee yet.
goodenough. As'foryou interpreter, you mud feeme And hoodwinkt as thou art, will leade thee on
very politicke. But couch hoa, heerc hce comes, to be- T o gather from thee. Haply thou may ft informc
guile two houres in a flccpe,and then to seturne iwear & Something to faue thy life.
the lies he forges . Par. Oletmeliue,
And all the fecrets of our campe lie ftiew,
Enter ParroBet. Their force, their purpofes Nay, lie fpeake : that.
Tenaclocke: Within thefe three houres ’twill
Pat. Which you will wonder at.
be time enough to goehomc. What fhall I fay I haue Inter-. But wilt thou faithfully ?

done ?It mull beea very plaufiueJiBuention that carries Par Ifldonot, damneme.
it. They beginne to fmoake mee, and dil'graces haue of Inter. Acerdo hnta.

late, knock'd too often at my doorc: Ifinde my tongue Come on, thou are granted fpace. Exit
is too foole-hardie, but my heart hath the fcare of Mars ^ifhort Alarum within
X 3 . Lo.E
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2^.6 AWsWelltbatendsWell.
L.E. tic* tell ihcCount Rojfdion and my brother. Bequeathed downe from many Anceftors,
We haue caught the woodcocke, and will kcepehim Which were the greateft obloquie i'th world,
Till we do hearc from them. (mufled In mec to loofe. Thus your owne proper wifedomt
Sol. Captainel will. Brings in the Champion honor on my part,
L.E. A
will betray vs all ynto our felues, Againft your va ine affault.
Informe on that. Ber. Heere,take my Ring,
Sol. So I will fir. My houfe, mine honor, yea my life be thine,
L.E. Till then lie keepe him darkeand fafely Iockt. And He be bid by thee.
Exit Dia, When midnight come»,k nocke at my cham-
Enter Bertram and the Maide called
,
ber window
Diana. He order take, my mother fhall not hearc.
Eer. They told me that your name was FontjbeR. Now will I charge you in the band of truth.
Dm. No my good Lord, Diana. When you haue conquer’d my yet maiden-bed,
Eer. Titled Goddefle, Remaine there but an houre, nor fpeake to tnee
And worth it with addition : but faire foule. My reafons are moft ftrong, and you fhall know them,
In your fine frame hath loue no qualitie? When backe againe this Ring (lull be dcliucr’d :
If the quicke fire of youth light not your minde, And on your finger in the night, lie put
You are no Maiden but a monument Another Ring, that what in time proceeds,
W
nen you are dead you fhould be fuch a one May token to the future, our paft deeds.
As you arc now you are cold and fterne,
: for Adieu till then, then faile not you haue wonne
:

Asd now you fhould be as your mother was A wife of me, though there my hope be done.
When your fwcet felft is got. w ’Ber. A heauen on earth I haue won by wooing thee.

Dia. She then was honeft, *Di For whichjliue longto thank both heauen & me,
.

Ber. So fhould yoube. Y ou may fo in the end.

*Dta. No My mother told me iuft how he would woo,
My mother did but dutic. fuch(my Lord) Asiffhc fate in’s heart. She fayes, all men
As you owe to your wife, H rue the like oathes He had fworne to roarrie me
:

Ber, No more a’ that When hi* wife’s dead : therfore lie lye with him
Iprethcc do not (triue againft my vqy/es When I am buried. Since Frenchmen are fo braidc.
Iwas compcll’d to her, but 1 loue dice Marry that will, 1 liue and die a Maid ;
By lo.ies owne fweet conftraint, and w .11 for euer Onely in this difgttiie, I think’t no finne,
Do thee all rights of ieruice. T o cofen him that would yniuftly winne. Exit
T>:a. ll'oyoufetucvs
Till we feme you : But when youhaue our Rofeq Enter the two French Captainet, andfeme two or three
Youbarelv leauc our tnornes to p teke our lclues. Souldtours.
And mocke vs with our barenefle, Cap.Cj. You haue not giuen him his mothers letter.
Ber. Howhaue 1 fworne.. Cap 6. I haue deliu’redit an houre fince, there is fom
Dia. F is not the many oathes that makes the truth, thing in’erhat (lings his nature: for cn the reading it,
But the pla.nc (ingle vow, that is vow d tiue : he chang’d almoft into another man.
What isnotholie, that we fwearc rot by, Cap.G. He has much worthy blamelaid vponhim,
But take the high’ft to witnelfe : then pray you trll me. for (Raking oft" fo good a wife, and fo fwcet a Lady.
If I fhould fweare by loues great attributes, C.ip.E, Efpeciaiiy, hce hath incurred the euerlafting

I lou’d you dccrely, would youbelceue my oathes, dilplealure ofthc King, who had eucn tun’d his bounty

i When 1 did loue y on ill ? This ha's no holding to fing happineftc to him. I will tell you a thing, but
*
To fweare by him whom I proteit to loue you fhall let it dwell darkly with you.
That I will worke againlt him. Therefore your oathes Cap.G. When you haue fpoken it ’tis dead,and I am
Ate words and poore conditions, but vnfeal’d the graue of it.
At left in my opinion. Cap.E. .Hce hath peruerted a young Gentlewoman
"Ber. Change it, change it beer* in Florence , of a moft chafte renown, Sc this night
Be not fo holy cruell : Luuc is holie, he flefhes his will in the fpoyle of her honour: hec hath
And my inccgtitic nc’re knew the crafts giuenherhis monumcntall Ring, andthinkes himfelfe
That you do charge men with Stand no more off. : made in the vnehafte compofition.
But giue thy fclfe vntomy ficke defires, Cap G. Now God delay our rebellion asweareour
Wlio thenreccuers. Say thou art mine, and euer felues, what things are we.
My loue as it beginnes, fhall fo perfeuer. Cap.E. Meerely our owne traitours . And as in the

Dia. I fee that men make rope’s in fuch a fcarre, common courfe of all treafons,wcftill themreoeale
fee

That wce’1 forfake our felues.Giue me that Ring. themfclues, till they attaint to their abhorr’dends : fo
Her. ] le lend it thee my deere; but haue no power he that inthisa&ioncontriues againft his owne Nobi-
To giue it from me. lity in his proper flreame, ore-flowes himfelfe.

Will you not my Lord i

Dia. Cap.G. Is it not meant damnable in.vs, to bcTrurn-
honour longing to our houfe.
Ber. It is an peters of our vnlawfull intents? We (hall not then haue
Bequeathed downefrom manic Anceftors, hiscompany to night ?

Which were the greateft obloquie Fch world. Cap.E. Not till after midnight : for hee is dieted to
In me toloole. hi* houre.
Diav. Mine Honor* fuch a Ring, Cap.G. That approaches apace : I would gladly hau e
My chaftitics the Iewcll of our houfe. him fee his company anathoraird, that hee might tak e
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a meafurc of his ornie iudgements, wherein fo curioufly f
Lot dihip. .v

he had lecthns counterfeit. i

j
Ber. 1 meane the bufuielfe is nor ended, as fearing
CtTp. £. We
will not meddle with him till he come to heare of ir hereafter: but fhall we haue this dialogue
rauR be the whip of the other.
for his prcfcnce betweene the Foole and the Soldiour. Come, bring
Cap.G* lathe meane time, what heare you of thefe forth this counterfct module, ha s deceiu’d mcc, like a

Wanes? double-meaning Prophefier.

is an ouerture of peace.
C up. E. I heare there Cap.E. Bring him forth, ha’s fate i’th ftockes all night
fap.G. Nay,I allure you a peace concluded. pocre gallant knaue.
Cap.E What will Count Rojftllian do then ? Will he Ber. No matter, his heeles haue deferu’d it, in vfnr*
trauaile higher, or returne againe into France ? ping his fpurres fo long. How does he carry himfelfe ?
Cap.G. I perceiue by this demand, you arc not alto- Cap. B. I haue cold your Lordfhip alreadie : The
gether of his councell. ftockes carrie him. Butto anfweryou as you wouid be
Cap.E. Lent be forbid fir, fo/hould I bee a great vnderftood, hce weepes like a wench that had Ihed her
deale of his a&. ,
milke, he hath confeft himfelfe to Morgan, whomhee
Cap G. Sir, his wifefome two months fincefledde fuppofes to be a Friar, fro the time of his remembrance
from his houfe,her pretence is a pilgrimage to Saint la - to this very inftant difafter of his fecting i’ch ftockes:
ques legrand ;
yvbich holy vndertaking, withmoftau- and what thinkc you he hath confeft ?
fterelandtimonie fhe accomplifht and there rcficiing, : Ber. Nothing of me, ha’s a?
the tendemefte of her Nature, became as a prey to her Cap. E. His confeffion is taken, and it fhall bee read
greefe : in fine, made a groane of her laft breath, now & to his face, if your Lordftiippe be in’c, as I beleeue you
Ihe fings in heauen. arc, you muft haue the patience to heare ir.
Cap.E. How is this iuftified?
Cap.G. The ftronger part of it by her ownc Letters, Enter Parollcs with hie Interpreter.
which makes her ftorie true, euen tothepoynt of her Ber. A plague vponhim,muffcld;he can lay nothing
death her death it feife, which could not be her office
: ofme : hufh.hufh.
to fay, is come was faithfully confirm’d by the Iledlor
: Cap.G. Hoodman comes Portotartarofa.
:

of theplace. Inter. He callcs for the tortures, what will you fay
Cap.E. Hath the Count all this intelligence:? > without em.
Cap.G. I, and the particular confirmations , point Par. I will confdlc what I know without conftraint,
from point, to the full arming of the veritie. Ifyepinch melike apsfty,! can lay nomore.
fap.E. I am heartily l’orric that hce’l bee gladdeof Int . Boskp finmurchj.
this. Cap. Boblibindo cbicnrmurco .
Cap Cj. How mightily fometime$,we rcake vs com- Int. You area merciftill Generali : Our Generali
forts of our Ioffes. bids you anfwer to what I fhall aske you out of a Note.
Cap.E. And how mightily fome other times, wee Par.And truly, as i hope to liue.
drowne our gaine in teares ,
the great dignitie that his demand of him, how many horfc
/wf.Firft the Duke
valour hath here acquir’d for him, fliall at home be en- isftrong. What fay you to that ?
ceuntred with a finme as ample. Par. Fine or fixe thoufand, but very weake and vn-
Cap.G. The webbeof out life, is of a mingled yarnc, feruiceable : the crcopes are all fcattcrcd,and the Com-

t
good and ill together would bee proud, if
: our vermes manders vene poore rogues, vpon my reputation and
our faults whipt them not, anu our crimes would dif- credit, and as 1 hope to hue.
paiie if they were not chcriffi’d by cur vcrtucs Int. Shall I fee downe your anfwer Coi
Far-. Do, lie take the Sacrament on’c,how & which
Enter a TMeJfenger. way you will: all’s one to him.
How now? Where’s your mailer ? Ber. What a paft-fauingflaueis this ?
Ser. He met the Duke in the fireet fir, of whom hce Cap.G- Y’are deceiu’d my Lord, this is Mounfieur
hath taken afolemne leaue : his Lorcifhippe will next Parrollcs the gallant milicarift, that was his owne pnrafe
morning for France The Dukehath offered him Let-
. that had the whole theorickc of w'arre in the knot of his
ters of commendations to the King. fcavfc, and the pradtife in the chape of his dagger.
Cap.E. They fhall bee no more then need full there, Cap.E. I will neuer cruft a man againe, for keeping

if they were more then they can commend. his fword clcane, nor beleeue he can haue eueric thing
in him, by wearing his appatrdl neatly.
Enter Count PejfiMion. Int. Well, thac’s fet downe.
’Ser. They cannot be too fweetc for the Kings tart- Par. Fiucorfix thoufand horfc I led, I will fay true,
nefle,heere’shis Lordfhip now. How now my Lord, or thereabouts let downe, for lie fpeake truch.
i’ftnot after midnight? Cap.G. He’s very ncerc the truth in thb.
Ber. Ihauetonightdifpatch'dfixtccnebufincffcs,a Ber. Buc I con him no thankes for’t in the nature he
moneths length a pccce, by anabftradfof fucceffe : 1 delivers it.

haue congied with the Duke, done my adieu with his Par. Poore rogues, I pray you fay.
neereft; buried a wife, mourn’d for her, writ to mv La- Well, that’s fet downe.
Int.
die mother, I am returning, ente, tain’d my Conuoy, Sc I humbly thankc you fir, a truth's a truth, the
Tar.
betweene thefe maine parcels of oifpatch, aftedlcd ma- Rogues are maruailous poore.
ny nicer needs: thelaft was the greatelfibutthatlbauc Interp. Dchiaund of him of what ftrength they arc a
not ended yet. foot. What fay you to that ?
Cap.E. If the bufinefle bee of any difficulty, and this Tar. By my troth fir, if I were to line this prefent
morning your departure hence, it requires haft of your houre, I will tell true. Let me fee. Spuria a hundred &
fiftic.
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2 48 dll's Well that ends Well.

fiftie, Sebafitan To many, Corambus fo many, Jarises fo For count of this, the Counts tt Foole I know it,
many : Gutltian , C'ofmo, Lodowtck*, and Gratij, two hun- Whopajes before, but not when ho does owe it.
dred fiftie each Mine owne Company, Cbitopber, Uau-
: Thine ashe vow’d to thee in thine eare/
mondfBcnti) two hundred fiftie each fo that the mnfter : eci Parolles.
filc^rottcn and found, vppon my life amounts not to fif- Per. He fhall be whipt through the Armic with this
teene thoufaftd pole, halfe of the which, dare not fhake rime in’s forehead.
the i'nowfrom off their Cafi'ockcs,lbaft they fhake them- Cap.E. Thisisyour deuoted friend fir, themanifold
felues topecces. Linguift, and the army-potent fouldier.
Per. What Ihall beo'one to him f Per. 1 could endure any thing before but a Car, and
Cap.G. Nothing, but let him haue thankes. Demand now he’s a Cat to me.
of him my condition : andwhaccreditel haue with the Int. I perceiue fir by your Generals lookes, weeihall
Duke. bcfainc to hangyou.
Int. Well that’s fet downe : you (hall demaund of Par. My life fir in any cafe Not that I am afraide to :

him, whether one Captaine Dumaine bee i’tli Campe, a dye, but that my offences beeing many, I would repent
Frenchman what his reputation is with the Duke, what
: out the remainder ofNature. Let me liue fir in a dunge-
his valour, honeftie, and expertneffe in warres or whe- : on , i’th ftockes.or any where, fo I may liue.
ther he thinkes it were not potTible with well-waighing Int, Wcc’le fee what may bee done , fo you confeffe
fummes of gold to corrupt him to a rcuolt. What fay you freely therefore once more to this Captaine Dumaine:
:

to this?What do you know of it ? you haue anfwer’d to his reputation with the Duke, and
Par. I befcceh you let me anfwer to the particular of to his valour. What is his honeftie ?
the intcrgatorics. Demand them fingly. Par. He will ftcale fir an Egge out of a Cloiflcr : for
Int, Do you know this Captaine rapes and rauifhmcnts he paralcls Nefftu. Hce profeffes
“Par. I know him, a was a Botchers Prentizc in Paris , t*pt keeping ofoaths, in breaking cm he is ftrongerthen

from whence he was whipt for getting the Shricues fool Hercules. He will lye fir, with Inch volubiliue, that you
with childe, a dumbe innocent that could not fay him would thinke truth wereafoolc-.drunkcnncfteishis beft
nay. vertue, for he will belwine-drunkc, end in hisfleepehc
r
Ber. Nay, by your leaue hold your hands, though 1 decs little harmc , laue to his bcd-cloathes about him :
know his braines are foifcite to the next tile that fals. but they know his conditions, and lay him in ftraw. I
Int. Well, is this Captaine in the Dukeof Flotenccs haue but little more to lay fir of his honefly, he ha’s cue-
campe ? ric thing that an honeft man fhould not haue; what an

Par. Vpon my knowledge he is, and lowfie. honeft man fhould haue, he has nothing.
CayjG. Nay lookc not fo vpon me we ihail hearc of : Cap.G. 1 begin ro louc him for this.
your Lord anon. Per, For this deferiptien of thine honefiie ? A pox
Int. What is his reputation with the Duke ? vpon him for me, he’s more and more a Cat.
Par. The Duke knowes him for no other, but a poore Int. What fay you to his expertneffe in warre?

Officer of mine, and writtomee this other day, to turne Par. Faith fir, ha’s led the drurnme before the Eng-
him out a’th band. I tbinke I haue his Letter in tnv poc- lish Tragedians to btlyehim 1 will not, and more ofhis
:

ket. fouldierfliip I know not, except in that Country, he had

Int. Marry we’ll fearch. the honour to be the Officer at a place there called Mile-
Par. In good fadneffe I do not know, either it is there, ; end, to inftrutft for the doubling offiles. I would doe the

or it is vpon a file with the Dukes other Letters, in my I man what honour I can, but of this I am notcertaine.
Tent. Cap.G. He hath out-villain’d villanie fb farre,that the
Int. Hcere’tis, heerc’s 3 paper,fhall I reade i.t to you? raritieredeemes him.
Par. I do not know if it be it or no. Per. A pox on him, he’s a Cat ftill.
Per. Our Interpreter do's it well. Int. His qualities being at this poore price, I neede
fop.G. Excellently. not to aske yon, if Gold Will corrupt him to rcuolt.
Int. Dian,the Counts a foole, and full ofgold. Par. Sir, for a Cardccue he will fell the fcc-fimple of

Par. That is not the Duke* letter hr : thstisanad- of it, and cut th’intaile from
his faloation, the inheritance
uertifement to a proper irtaidc in Florence, one Diana,X.o all remainders, andaperpetualifuccefsionfor it perpe-

take heede of the allurement of one Count Rcjfillton ,

a tually.
foolifh idle boy but : for all that very ruttifh. I pray you Int. What’s his Brother, the other Captain^?#***/*?
fir putvp againe.
it CapS. "Why do’s he aske him ofmc ?
Int. Nay, lie reade it firft by your fauour. Int. What’s he?

Par. My meaning in’t I proteft was very honeftintbe Par. E’ne a Crow a’th fame neft : not altogether fo
behalfc ofthemaid fori knew the young Count to be a
: great as the goodneffe,but greater a grear deale in
firft in

dangerous and lafeiuious boy, who is a whale to Virgi- euill. He excels hisBrotlwrfora coward ,yet his Brother

nity, and deuours vp all the fry it finds. is reputed one of the beft that is. In a rctreate hee out-
'Per. Damnable both-fidcs rogue. runnes any Lackey; marric in comming on, hee ha’s the
Crampe.
Int Let. When he fweares oatbes,hid him drop gold, and Int. I fyour life be faucd,wUl you vndertake tobetray
take it : the Florentine.
Sifter be fc ores, he n ester pajes the fcore : Par. I , and the Captaine ofhis horfe, Count Rojfillion.
Ha/fe wen is match well made match and well make it. Int. lie whifper with the Generali, and knowc his
He nerc payes after debts, take it before, pleafurc.

slndfay afeteldier (Dian) told thee this : Par lie no more drumming, a plague of all drurames,
.

/Men are to mtll with, bejes are not to kit. ouely to feetne to deferue well, and to beguile the fuppo-
|
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t
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fitionof that lafciuious yong boy the Count,haue I run |
And helper to a husband. But O P.range men,
into this danger: yet who wonld haue fufpe&ed an am- That can fuch fweec vfe make of vvhac they hate.
mfh where 1 was taken ? When faweie cruftirig of the cofin’d thoughts
Int. There is no remedy fir, butyoumuftdye the : Defiles the pitchy night, fo luft doth play
Generali fayes, you that hauc fo traitoroufly difeouerd With whac it loathes, for that which is away,
the fecrets ofyour army, and made fuch peftifferous re- But more ofthis hecreafrer you Dtaua, :

ports of men very nobly held, can feruethe world for V nder my poore inftrudtions yet mud fuffer
no fioneft vfe therefore you mutt dye. Comeheadef-
:
Something in my behalfe.
man, off with his head. Dia. Let death and honeftie
Par. O Lord fir let me liuc, or let me fee my death. Go with your impofitions, I am yours
Int. That fhall you, arnd take your leaue of all your Vpon your will to fuffer.
friends: Hel. Yet I pray you:
So, looke about you, know you any hcere ? But with the word the time will bring on fummer.
Count. Good morrow nobleCaptaine. When Briars fhall hauelcaues as well as thornes.
Lo.E. Godblcficyou Captainc ParoHes. And be as fwcet as {harpe we mull away, :

Cap.G. God fauc you nobleCaptaine. Our Wagon is prepar’d, and time reuiues vs.
Lo.E. Captain, what greeting will you to my Lord All’s well that ends well, Pill the fines the Crowne

Lafew ? I am for France. What ere the courfe, the end is the renowne. Exeunt
Cap.G. Good Captaine will you giue me a Copy of
the fonnet you writ to Diana in behalfe of the Count Enter Clowne, old Lady , and Lafew.
RoJfiHion, andl werenot a verieCoward, 1'decompell Laf. No, no, no, your fonne was milled with a fnipt
it of you, but far you well.
Exeunt. tsffata fellow there, whofe villanous fafFron wold haue

Int. You 2 re vndone Captaine all but your fearfe, made ali thevnbak’d and dowy youth of a nation in hi*
that hasaknoton’tyet. colour :
your daughter-in law had beene aliue at this
Tar. Who cannot be cruih’d with a plot ? houre, and your fonne heere at home, moreaduaned
Inter. If you could finde out a Countric where but by the King, then by that red-t ail'd humble Bee I fpeak
women were that had receiued fo muchfbame, you of.

might begin an impudent Nation. Fare yee well fir, I La. I would 1 had not knowne him, it was the death
am for France too, w e {ball fpeake of you there. Exit of the moftvertuous gentlewoman , thateuer Nature
Par. Yet ami thankfull : if my heart were great had praife for creating. Iffhehadpertakenofmy flefh
’T would burft at this : Captainc lie be no more. and coft mee the deerett groanes of a mother, 1 could
But 1 will eate, and drinke, and fleepe as foft not haue ow ed her a more rooted loue.
r

As Captaine (hall. Simply the thing I am Laf. TwasagoodLady, "twasa goodLady. Wee
Shall make me liue who knowes himfelfe
: a braggart maypickeachoufand fallets ere wee light on luch ano-
Let him feare this ; for it will come to paffe, ther hearbe.
That euery braggart fhall be found an Affe. Clo. Indeed fir fhe was the fweete Margerom of the
RuftfwordjCooleblufhes, and Parrollcs liue fallet, or rather the hearbe of grace.
Safeft in friame : being tool’d, by fool’rie thriue; Laf. They arenoc hearbes you kna'Je/.hey arc nofe-
There’s place and meanes for euery man aliue. hearbes.
He after them. &X!t - Clowns. I am no great Habuchaduczatr fir, I haue not
much skill in grace.

Enter Hellen, tVtddow^.nd Diana. Laf. Whether doeft thou profeffe thy felfe, a knauc
orafoole?
you may well perceiue I haue not
Hel. That Clo. A foole fir at awoman* feruice, and aknaue at a
wrong’d you. mans.
One of the greateft in the Chriftian world Laf. Your diftiinfrion.
Shall be my furctie for whofe throne ’tis needfull
: Clo . I would coufen the man of his wife, and do his
Ere I can perfect mine intents, to knccle. feruice.

Time was, I did him adefired office Laf So you were a knaue at his feruice indeed.
Deere almoft as hi* life, which gratitude Clo. And I would giue his wife my bauble fir to doe
Through flintie T artar* bofome would peepe forth, her feruice.
And anfwer thankes, I duly am inform’d, Laf. I will fubferibefor thee, thou art both knaue
His grate is which place
at Marcella, to and foole.
We haue conuenient conuoy you mud know :
Clo. At your feruice.

I am fuppofed dead, the Army breaking. Laf. No, no, no.

My husband hie* him home, where heauen ayding, Clo. Why fir, if I cannot ferue you,Icanferue as
And by the leaue of my good Lord the King, great a prince as you are.

Wee’l be before our welcome. Laf. Whofe that, a Frenchman?

Wid. Gentle Madam, Clo. fir a has an Englilhmaine, but
Faith his fifno-
You neuer had a feruant to whofe truft mic is more hotter in France then there.
Yourbufincs was more welcome. Laf. What prince is that?
Hel. Nor your Miftris Clo. The blacke prince fir, alias the prince of darkc-
Euer a friend, whofe thought* more truly labour nefle, alias the diucll.

To rccompence your lone : Doubt not but heauen Laf. H old thee there’s my purfc, I giue thee not this
Hath brought me vp to be your daughter* dower,! tofuggeft thee from thy matter thou talk’d off, feruc

As it hath fated her to be my motiue himftill. ,

Clow
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lr
Clo. I am a woodland fellow fir, that alwaics loued

a great fire, and the matter I (peak of cuer keeps a good

zyfclus Ouintus.
fire, but fure he is the Prince of the world, let his No-
bilitie remaine in's Court. I am for the houfe with the
narrow gate, which I take to be too little for pompeto
enter : fome that humble themfclucs may, but the ma- Enter Hellen , IViddow, and Diana, with

nic will be too chill and tender, and thcylebee for the two Attendants.
flowrie way that leads to the broad gate, and the great Htl. But this exceeding potting day and night.
*
fire.
Mutt wear your fpirits low, we cannot helpe it :

Go thy waies, I begin to bee a wearie ot thee, But fincc you haue made the daies and nights as one
Ltf-
and I tell thee fo before , becaufe I would not fall out T o weare your gentle limbes^n my affayres.
with thee. Go thy waves, let my horfes be wel look’d Be bold you do fo grow in my requital!,
too.withouc any trickcs. As nothing can vnrooteyou. Inhappictime
Clo. If I put any trickcs vpon cm fir, they fhal! bee Enter a gentle Afiringer.

lades trickes, which are their ovvne right by the law of This man may helpe me to his Maieftieseare,
Nature. exst If he would fpend his power. God faue you fir.
Cent. And you.
L*f A fhrewd knaue and an vnhappie.
Lady. So a is. My Lord that's gone made himfelle Bel. Sir,I haue feene you in the Court of
France.
Cent. I haue becne fomecimes there.
much fport out of him, by his authoritie heeremaines
heere, which he thinkes is a pattent for his faweinefife, Hel. I do prefume fir, that you are not falne

and isdeede he has no pace, but runnes where he will. From the report that goes vpon your goodnefle,
Laf. I like him well, ’tisnotamifferand I was
about And therefore goaded with moft fharpe occcfions,
to tell you, fincel heard of the good Ladies
death, and Which lay nice manners by, I put you to
that my Lord your fonne was vpon his returne home. I The vfe ofyour ownc vertues, for the which
moued the King my matter to fpeake in the behalfe of 1 fhall continue thankefull.

my daughter, which in the minoritic of them both, hi* Gent. What’s your will?
Maieftie out of a felfe gracious remembrance did firft Hel. That it will pleafe you
propofe, his Highneffc hath promis’d me to doe it, ond To giue this poore petition to the King, j

toftoppe vpthc difplcafure he hath concerned againft And ayde me with that ftore ofpovver you haue
your fonne, there is no fitter matter. How do's your To come into his prefence.
Ladyftaiplikeit? Gen. The Kings not heere.

La. With veriemucb content my Lord, and I wifti Hel. Not heere fir?
it happily effected.
Gen. Not indeed.

Laf. His Highneffe comes port

from Afarcelltu, of as He hence remou’d laft night, and with more haft
ablebodic as when he number’d thirty, a will be heerc Then is his vfe.

to morrow, or I am deceiu’d: by him that in luch intel- tTtd. Lord how wcloofe our paines.
ligence hath feldome fail’d. Hel. All’s well that ends well yet.
La. Irreioycesme,thatlhope I fhall fee him erel Though time feeme fo aduerfe, and meanes vnfit:
die. I haue letters thac my fonne will be heere to night: I do bcfeech you, whither is he gone?
Ifnallbefecch your Lotdfhip to remaine with mee, till Gent Marrie as I take it to Roffi3ton i

they meete together. Whither I am going.

Laf. Madam, I was thinking with what
manners I Hel. I do beleech you fir.

might be admitted.
fafely Since you are like to fee the King before me.
Lad. Youneedebut pleadeyour honourable priui- Commend the paper to his gracious hand.
Icdgc. Which I prefume lliall render you no blame.
Laf. Ladie.ofthac I haue
made a bold charter, but But rather make you thanke your paines for it,
X thanke my God, it holds yet. I will come afeer you with what good fpeede
Our meanes will make vs meanes.
Enter Cloxtne Gent . This lie do for you.
Hel. And you fhall finde your felfe to be well thankt
Clo.O Madam, yonders my Lord your fonne with what e’re falles more. We
muft to horfe againe. Go, go,
a patch of veluet on’s face, whether there bee a fear vn- prouide.
but’tisa goodly parch
der’t or no, the Veluet knowes,
Enter (flowne and Parrodes.
of Veluet, his left cheekeisa checkcofcwopilc and
a Par. Good M r Lauateh giue my Lord Lafew this let-
halfe,buc his right cheeke is wornc bare. ter, I haue ere now fir bcene better knowne to you, when
got,
Laf. Afcarre nobly I haue held familiaritie with frelher cloathes: but
I am
Oranoblefcarre, is a good liu ric of honor, now fir muddied in fortunes mood, and fmell /omewhat
So belike is that. ftrong of her ftrong difplcafure.

fie. But it is your

carbinado d face. Clo. Truely, Fortunes difpleafure is but fluttifti if it

Laf. Let vs go fee fmell foftrongly as thou fpeak'ft of: I will hencefoorth
your fonne I pray you, I long to talke eatenoFifh of Fortunes butcTing. Prc thee alow the
With the yong noble fouldier. winde.
Cloxenc. ’Faith there’s a dozen of em, with delicate Par. Nay you needenot to flop your nofc fir:Ifpake
fine hats, and moft
courteous feathers, which bow the but by Metaphor.
a

head, and nod at euerieman. Indeed fir, ifyour Metaphor ftinke, I will flop
Clo.
Exeunt my nofe, o r againft any mans Metaphor.Prethe get
6 thee
further. Par .
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Par. Pray you fir dcliucr me this paper. Humbly call’d Miftris.
Foh, prethec ftaud away : a paper from fortunes
Clo. Kin. Praifing what is loft,
clofe-ftooie, to giue-to a Nobleman,. Lookehcerc he Makes the remembrance deere. Well,eall him hither
comes himfelfe. Wc are reconcil’d, and the firft view fhall kill
All repetition : Let him not aske our pardon.
Enter Lafew. The nature ofhis great offence is dead.
And deeper then obliuion, we do burie
Clo. Heere is a purre of Fortunes fir, or of Fortunes Th’incenfing rcliques ofic. Let him approach
Cat, but noc.a Mufcat, that ha’s falne into the mclcane A ftranger, no offender ; and informe him
fifti-pond ofher difpleafure, and as he faycsjs muddied So ’tis our will he fiiould,
withall. Pray youfir,vfetheCarpcasyoumay, for he Gent, I fhall my Liege.
lookcs like a poore decayed, ingenious, foolifh, rafcally Km. What layes he to your daughter,
knaue. I doe pittie his diftrcflc iH rr.y fmiles of comfort, Haue you fpoke ?
and leaue him to your Lordfhip. Laf. All that he is, hath reference to your Highnes.
Tar. My Lord I am a man whom fortune hath cruel- Kw. Then fhall we haue a match. I haue letters lent
ly fcratch’d. me, that fet3 him high in fame.
Laf. And what would you haue me to doe? Tistoo
latetopaire hernailes now. Whereinhaue you played Enter (fount Bertram.
the knaue with fortune that fhe fhould fcratch you, who Helookeswellon’t.
Laf.
ofher felfe isa good Lady, and would not haue knaues Km, I am not a day of feafon,
thriue long vndcr ? There's a Cardccuc for you : Let the For thou maift fee a fun-ftiine, and a haiie
Iuftices make you and fortune friends j I am for other In meat once But to the brighteftbeames
:

bufinefle.
-

3JC ,
Diftrafted clouds giue way, fo ltand thou forth,
Par. Ibefeechyour honour to hcare mec onefingle T he time is faircagaine.
word, Bcr. My high repenced blames
Laf. you begge a finglcpeny more: Come you fhall Deere Soueraigne pardon to me.
ha’t,faue your word. Km. All is whole.
'
Tar. My name my good Lord tParroHes. i Not one word more of the confuted time.
{ Laf. You begge more then word then. Cox my paf- Let’s take the inftanc by the forward top :
fion, giue me your hand :How does your drummt? For we are old, and on our quick’ft decrees
Par. Omy good Lord, you were the firft that found Th’inaudible, and noifelefie foot oftime
mee. Stcales, ere we can erferft them. You remembef
Laf. W as I infooth? And Iwas chc firft that loft thee. T he daughter of this Lord ?
Par. It lies in you my Lord to bring meinfomegrace Tier. Admiringly my Liege, at fiift

for you did bring me out. I ftuckemy choice vpon her, ere my heart
Out vpon thee knaue, doeft thou put vpon mee
Laf. Durft make too bold 3 herauld of my tongue
at onceboth the office of God and the diuelaone brings Where the impreffion ofmine eye enfixing,
thee in grace, and the other brings thee out. The Kings Contempt his fcornfull Pcrfperftiue did lend me.
comming I know by his Trumpets. Sirrah, inquire fur- Which warpe the line, ofeucrie other fauour.
ther after me, I had talkc ofyou laft night, though you Scorn’d a fairc colour, or expieft it ftolne,
arc a foolc and a knaue, you fhall eatc, go too, follow. Extended or contracted propouions all

Par. IpraifeGod for you. To a moli hideous obieCt. Thence it came.

That fhe whom all men prais’d, and whom my felfe,
j
Flotirtjh. Enter King , old. Ladj, L*fcrv, the tree French Since I haue loft, hauelou’dj was in mine eye
Lords, with attendants. The duft that did offend it.

Kin, Wc loft a Icwell ofher, and our efteeme Km. Well excus’d:
W as made much poorer by it but your fonne, : Thac thou didft loue her, ftrikes fome fcores away
As mad in folly, lack’d the fence to know From the great compt but louc that comes too late.
:

Her eftimation home. Like a reraorfeful pardon (lowly carried

I

Old La. ’Tis pad my Liege, To the great fender, turnes a fowre offence,
And I bcfeech your Maicflie to make it Crying, chat’s good that’s gone : Our rafh faults.
Naturall rebellion, done i’th blade of youth, Make criuiall price of ferious things we haue.
When oyle and
too ftrong for reafon* force,
fire, Not knowing them, v»till we know their graue.
Ore-beares it, and burnes on. Ofc our dilpleafurcs to our felues vniuft,
. Kin. My honour’d Lady, Deftroy our friends, and after weepe their duft:
I hauc forgiuen and forgotten all. Our owne loue waking, cries to fee what’s don,e
Though my reuenges were high bent vpon him, While lhamcfull hate fleepes out the afternoone.
And watch’d thetimeto fhootc. Be this fweec Helens knell, and now forget her.
Laf. This I muft fay. Send forth your amorous token for faire Maudlin,
But firft I begge my pardon : the yong Lord The maine confents arc had, and heere wee’l ftay
Did to his Maiefty, his Mother, and his Ladie, To fee our widdowers fecond marriage day :
Offence of mighty note ; but to himfelfe Which better then the firft, O deere heauen blcffe.
The greateft wrong of all. He loft a wife, Or, ere they nicete in me, Nature ceffc. O
Whofe beauty did aftonifh the furuey Laf. Come on my fonne, in whom my houfes name
Of richeft cies : whofe words all cares tooke captiue, Muft be digefted : giue afauour from you
Whofe deere perfection, hearts that fcorn’d to ferue, To fparkle in the fpirits of my daughter.
That
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That {he may quickly come. By my old beard. Vanquifh’d thereto by the faire grace and fpecch
And curie haire that’s on’t, Helen that’s dead Ofthe poore filppliant, who by this I know
W as a Tweet creature : fuch a ring as this. Is hcere attending : her bufinefle lookes in her
The laft that ere I tooke her leaue at Court, With an importing vifage, and fhe told me
1 fawvpon her finger. In a fweet verball breefe,it djd concerne
”
Her. Hers it was not. • ''• <
Y our Highnefle with her felfe.
Kwg. Now pray you let me
fee it. For mine eye. ji Letter.
While I was fpeaking,oft wasfaflen’dtoo’t: Zdpon hit many protefiations to marrie mee when his wife was
This Ring was mine, and when I gaue it Hellen, dead, / blnjh to ftp it, he wonne me Now u the Count Ref.
.

I bad her if her fortunes euer ftoode a \Piddower, his vowes areforfeited to mee and mj
ftllion
,
Neceflmed to helpe, that by this token honorspayed to him. Heefiolefrem Florence taking no ,

I would releeue her. Had you that craft to reaue her leaue, and lfollow him to his Conn trey for Infice : Grant
Of what fiiould ftead her mod ? it me, O King, injou it bejl Ites, otherwifea feducer
fou-
Ber. My gracious Soueraignc, tijhes, and a poore Maid is vndene.
How ere pleafes you to take it fo.
it Diana CapUct.
The ring was neuer hers. Laf, buy roe a fonne in Law in a faire,and toule
I will
Old La. Sonne,on my life for this. Ilenoneofhim.
I haue feene her wearc it, and The reckon’d it Km. The heauens haue thought well on thee Lafew,
At her liuesrate. To bring forth this difcou’rie,feekethefefutors
Laf I am
faw her wearc it.
furc I Go fpeedily, and bring againe the Count.
Her. Y ou are decern’d my Lord, fhe neuer faw it Enter Hemam.
In Florence was it from a cafement throwne mce, Iam a-feard the life of Hellen (Ladie)
Wi3p’d in a paper, which contain’d the name Wasfowly fnatcht.
Of her that threw it Noble The was, and thought
: Old La. Now iuftice on the doers.
I I flood ingag’d . but when I had fubfcrib’d wonder fir, fir, wines aremonfterstoyou.
King. I
To mine owne fortune, and inform’d her fully, And that you flyc them as you fweare them Lordfhip,
I could not anlwer in that.courfe of Honour Yet you defire to marry. What woman’s that ?
As (he had made the ouerture, (he ceaft
In heauie fatisfa&ion, and would neuer Enter Widdow, Diana, andVarrolles.
Receiue the Ring againe. Did. I am my Lord a wretched Florentine,
Km. Plants nimielfe, 1
Deriued from the ancient Capiler,
That kno wes the tint! and multiplying med’eine, My fuitc as I do vndcrftand you know.
Hath not in natures myfterie more fcienoe, And therefore know how farfe I may be pittied.
Then 1 haue in this Ring. Tvvas mind, ’twas Helens, Wid. I am her Mother fir, whofe age and honour
Who euer gaue it you then if you know : Both luffer vnder this complaint we bring.
That you arc well acquainted with your fclfc, And boch fhall ceafe, without your remedic.
•
Confefle ’twas hers, and by what to. gh enforcement King. Come hecher Count, do you know thefe Wo-
You got it from her. She call'd theSaintsto furetie. men ?

That file would neuer put it from her finger, Ber. My Lord, I neither can nor will denie.
VnlelTe gaue it to your fclfc in bed.
flic But that I know them, do they charge me further ?

Where you h3ue neuer come or lent it vs :

;
Dia. Why do you looke fo ftrange vpon your wife ?
Vpon her great ditailer. j
She’s none ofmine my Lord.
Ber.
Ber. She neuer faw it. Dia. Ifyou fhall marrie
Kin. Thou fpcak’ft it falfcly as I loue mine Honor, :
j
You giue away this hand, and that is mine.
And mak’ft connedlurall feares to come into me. You giue away heauens vowes, and thofe are mine
Which I would faine fnuc out, if it fiiould proue |
You giue away my felfe, which is knownc mine:
That rhou inhumane, ’twill not proue fo
art fo ! For I by vow am fo embodied yours.
And yet I know not, thou didfl hate her deadly. That flic which marries you, muft marrie me.
And fhe is dead, which nothing but to clofe Either both or none.
Her eyes my felfe, could win metobeleeuc. my daugh-
Laf. your reputation comes too fhort for
More then to lee this Ring. Take him away. you are uo husband for her.
ter,

My fore-paft proofes, how ere the matter fall Her. My Lord, this is a fond and defp rate creature,
Shall taze my of little vanirie,
feares Whom fometirrrel haue laugh’d with: Ler your highnes
Hauing vainly fear’d too little. Away withhim, Lay a more noble thought vpon mine honour.
Wee’l lift this matter further. Then for to thinke that I would finke it hcere.
Ber. If you (Rail proue Kin. Sir for my thoughts, you haue them il to friend,
This Ring was euer hers, you (hall as eafie Till your deeds gaine them fairer proue your honor.
:

Proue that I husbanded her bed in Florence, Then in my thought it lies.

Where yet fhe neuer was. Dian. Good my Lord,

Enter a Gentleman. Aske him vpon his oath, if hee do’s thinke
King. I am wrap d in difmall thinkings. He had not my virginity.
Gracious Soueraignc,
(Jen. Km. What faift thou to her.?
Whether I haue beenc too blame or no, I know not. She’s impudent my Lord,
Ber.
Here s a petition from a Florentine, And was a common gameftcr to the Campe.
Who hath for foure or fiue remoucs come fhort, ‘Dia. He do’s me wrosgmyLord: If I were fo,
jTo tender it her felfe. I vndertooke it, He might haue bought me at a common price.
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Da not bclccue him. O
behold this Ring, uocall Companion is this ?
Whole high:refpe& and rich validitie Par. lama poore man, and at your Maiefties com-
Did Iacke a Paralell : yet for all that mand-
He gaue it to a Commoner a’th Campe Lof. Hec’sa good drummemy Lord, but a naughtic
If I be one.
Orator.
Conn. Heblulhcs.and’tishit: Dian. Do you know he promift me marriage?
Of fixe preceding Aneeftors, that Iemme Far. Faith I know more then lie fpeake.
Confer’d by teftametu to’th fequent iflue But wilt thou not fpeake all thou kncw’ft ?-
Kin.
Hathitbeene owed and worne. This is his wife. Par. Yes foplcafeyour Maiefty :Ididgoebetwecne

That Ring’s a thoufiand proofes. them as I faid, but more thenthathe loued her, forhi-
King- Me thought you faide deede he was madde for her, and talkt of Sathan, and of
You faw one heerein Court could witnefle it. Limbo, and of Furies, and I know not what :yetl was in
Din. I didmy Lord, but loath am to produce that credit with them at that time, that I knewe of their

So bad an inftrnment, his names ParroUes. going to bed, and of other motions, as promising her
marriage, and things which would deriue mee ill will to
Laf. I faw the man to day, if man he bee.
Kin. Finde him, and bring him hether. fpeake of, therefore I will not fpeake what I know.

Rof What of him: Km. Thou haft fpoken all alreadie, vnlefle thoucanft

He’s quoted for a moft pc fidious flaue fay they arc maried, but thou art too fine in thy euidence,
With all the fpots a’th world, taxt and dcbefh’d, therefore ftand afide. This Ring you fay was yours.
Whofe nature fickens : but to fpcake a truth. Dia. Imy good Lord.
Am I» or that or this for what he’l vtter, Kin. Wheredidyou buy itPOrwhogaueityou ?

That will fpeake any thing. Dia. It was not giuen me, nor I did nor buy it.

Km. She hath that Ring ofyours. Km. Who lent it you?
Rof. I thinke fhe has; certaine it is I lyk’d her. Dia. It was not lent me neither.
And boorded her i’th wanton way of yejuth : Km. Where didyoufinde it then?

She knew her diftance,and did angle for mce. Dm. found it not.
I

Madding my eagerneffe with her reflraint, Kin. Ifit were yours by none of all thefe wayes,
As all impediments in fancies courfe How could you giue it him ?
Are motiues of more fancie, and in fine. Dia, Incuer gaue it him.
Her infuite comming with her moderne grace, *
Laf, This womans an eafie glouc my Lord,
fhe goes
Subdu’d me to her rate, fhe got the Ring, off andon at pleafure.
And I had that which any inleriour might Kin. This Ring was mine, I gaueithisfirft wife.
At Market price haue bought. D la. It might beyours or hers for ought I know.
Dia. I muft be patient Km. T ake her away, I do not like her now,
You that haue turn’d offafirftfo noble-wife, Toprifon with her and away with him,
:

Mayiuftly dyetme. I pray you yet, Vnlefle thou teltt me where thou hadft this Ring»
(Since you lacke vertue,I will loofe a husband) Thou dieft within this houre.

Send for your Ring, I will returnc it home, Dia. Ileneuertcllyou.

And giue me mine againe. Kin Take her away.
Rof I haue it not. Dia. Ileputinbailemyliedge.
Kin. What Ring was yours I pray you? Km. I thinke thee now fome common Cuftomer.
Ditin. Sir much like the fame vpon your finger. Dm. By loue if euer I knew man ’ewas you.
Kin. Know you this Ring, this Ring was his of late. King. Wherefore haft thou accufde him al this while.
And this was it I gaue him being a bed.
Ditt. Dm. Becaufehe’s guiltie, and he is not guilty :

Kin The ftory then goes falfe,you threw it him He knowes I am no Maid, and hee’l fwearc too’t
OutofaCafement. lie fweare I am a Maid, and he knowes not.
Dia. I haue fpoke the truth. Sitter Parolles. Great King Iam no ftrumpet, by my life,
Rof. My Lord, I do confeffe the ring washers. I am either Maid, or elfe this old mans wife.
Kin. You boggle fhrewdly, eucry feather ftarts you : Kin. She does abufc oureares, toprifon with her.
Is thi*the man yon fpcake of? Dm. Good mother fetch my bayle. Stay Royall fir.
Dia. I, my Lord. The Ieweller that owes the Ring is fent for.
Kin. Tell me firrah, but tell me true I charge you, And he fhall furety me. But for this Lord,
Not fearing the difpleafure of your mafter Who hath abus’d me as he knowes himfelfe,
Which on your iuft proceeding, lie kcepe off, .Though yet he neuer harm’d me, heere I quit him.
By him and by this woman heere, what know you ? He knowes himfelfe my bed he hath defil’d.
Par. SoplcafeyourMaicfty, my mafter hath bin an And at that time he got his wife with childe
honourable Gentleman . Trickcshce hath had in him, Dead though fhe be, fhe feeles her yong one kicke :

which Gentlemen haue. So there’s my riddle, one that’s dead is quicke,

Km. Come, come, to’th’purpofc : Did heeloue this - -And now behold the meaning.

woman ?
Par. Faith fir he did louc her, but how. Enter Hellen and Widdove.
Km. How I pray you?
Par. He did loue her fir, as a Gent, loucs a W oman. Kin. Is there no exorcift
Kin. How is that? Beguiles the truer Office of minccyes ?
Par. He lou’d her fir, and lou’d her not. Is’treall that I fee ?
Kin. As thou art a knaue and no knaue, what an equi- Hel. No my good Lord,
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'Tisbutthe fliadowof a wife you fee. King Let vs from point to point this ftorie know,
The name, and not the thing. T o make the eucn truth in pleafure flow
r
R*f. Both, both,0 pardon. If thoo beeft yet a freflr vneropped flower,
Hcl. Oh.iny good Lord, when I was like this Maid, Choofe thou thy husband,and lie pay thy dower.
1 found you wondrous kinde, there is your Ring, ForI can gueflc, that by thy honed ayde,

And loolce you, heeres your Icctcr : this it layes. Thou keptfl a wife her fclfe, thy l'elfe aMaide.
When from my finger you can get this Ring, Of that and all the progrefie more and leffe,
And is by me with childe, &c. This is done. Refolduedly more leafurc fhall expreffe
Will you be mine now you arc doubly wonne? All yet feemes well, and if it end fo rueere,
Ref. Iffhe my Liege can make me know this clearly, The bitter paft, more welcome is the fweet.
lie loue her dcarely. euer, euer dearly. Fleurijh,
He/. Ific appeare not plaine, and prouc vntruc.
Deadly diuorcc Hep betweene me and you.
O my decremotherdol feeyouliuing?
Laf. Mine eyes fmell Onions, I fhall weepeanon;
T Hc Kings a Begger now the Play is do»e t
Aits
,

well ended, ifthis fuite be wonne.

That you exprejjc Content : which we willpay,
Good Tom Drumme lend me a handkerchcr. ffith Jlrift to pleafejou day exceeding day
, :

So I thanke thee.waitc on me home, lie make fporc with Ours beyour patience then, and yours our part !
thee : Let thy curtfics alone, they arc feuruy ones. Tour gentle hands lend vs, and take our hearts. Exeunt omi

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TwelfeNight, Or what you will.

Actus ^Primus, Sctenet 'Prim a.

Curio, and ether

Enter Orjino Duke of Illyria , Scena Sccunda .
Lords.

Duke. Capt aine, and Saylors.

Enter Viola, a
FMufickebe the food of Loue, play on,l
Giuc me cxccfle of it : that furfetcing.
Vio. What Country (Friends) is this ?
The appetite may fickcn,and To dye. This is Illyria Ladie.
(Cap.
That llraine agen, it had a dying fail
Vio. And what fiiould I do in Illyria?
came ore my care, like the Tweet found
O, it
bankc of Violets
My brother he is in Elizium,
That breaches vpon a Perchance he is not drown’d What thinke you Taylors r:

and- giuing Odour, fnough, no more,

Steabiis, Cap. It is perchance that you your felfe wete laued.
not To Tweet now, as it was betorc.
>Tis Vio.O my poore brother, and lo perchance may he be.
Olpiric of Loue, how quickeandfrefh aicthou.
Cap. True Madam, and to comfort you with chance,
capacitie,
That notwithftanding thy A {lure your felfe, after our fhip did fplt.
Receiueth as the Sea. Nought
enters there,
When you, and thofe poore number failed with you.
To ere.
Or what validity, and pitch Hung on our drilling boate : I faw your brother
But fsiies into abatement, and low price
is fancie,
Mod prouidentin perill.bindehimielfe,
Eucn in a minute ; lo Tull ot fhapes (Courage and hope both teaching him the pradlife)
alone, isbigh fantalficail.
That it To a flcong Made, that lin’d vpon the Tea :
Cu. Will yon go hunt my Lord ? Where like Orion on the Dolphines backe,
Du. What Curio ? I faw him hold acquaintance
with the waues.
Cu. The Hart. as I could fee.
haue So long
T)u. Why fo I do, thcNoblcft that I
Vio. For faying fo, there’s Gold :
vfhen mine eyes did Tee Olivia
hxft.
o Mine owne efcape vnfoldeth to my hope,
thought The purg’d the ayre of peftilence
Me Whereto thy fpeech femes for authoriue
Hart,
That inftant was I turn'd into a The like of him. Know’fk theu this Countrey ?
defires like fell and hounds,
cruell
And my Cap. I Madam well, for I was bred and borne
Ere fince purfuc me. How now what newes from net •

from this very place;

Nor three homes trauailc

Vio. Who gouernes hecre?

Enter Valentine. name.
might not be admitted,
.
Cap. A noble Duke in nature, as in
Val So plcafe my Lord, I Vio. What ishisname?
anKver.
3ut from her handmaid do returne this Cap. Orftno.
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till feuen ycares

heate, ,

The Element it Telfe,

hauc heard my father namehim.
Vio, Orjino : I
;hall not behold her face
at ample view
will vailed walke,
He was a Batchellor then.
Jut like a Cloy ftreffc flae
Cap. And 1b is now, or was fo very late :
round
\nd water once a day her Chamber For but a month ago I went from hence.
this to feafon
yVith eye-offending brine: all
which The would keepe fre;h And then ’t was frefh in murmure (as youknow
\ brothers dead loue,
remembrance.
What great ones do, the leffe will prattle of,)
fjnd lading, in her fad
That he did feeke the loue of fairc Olivia.
Du. O (lie that hath a heart of that fine frame Vio. What’s fhee ?
debt ofloue but to a brother,
To pay this
Mate Cap. A vertuous maid, the daughter of a Count
How will The loue, when the rich golden That didc Tome tvvelucmotith fince, then leauing her
elle
Hath kill’d the flockc of all affedions In the protc&ion ofhis fonne, her brother.
Braine, and Heart
That hue in her. When Liner, whole dccre loue
upply d ana nil Who fhortly alto dide : for
Thefe fouerai gne thrones, arc all
!

ielfe king ;
('They fay) (he hath abiut’d the fight
Her fweete peifedtions with one
ofFlowrcs, And company of men.
Away before me, to fweet beds Vio. O that I feru’d that Lady,
lye rich, when canopy'd
with bowres.
Loue-thoughts
3 be deliucrcd to the world
J
Exeunt And micht
b not
Y 2 Till
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Till I Had made mine owne occafion mellow
to her as long as there a paflage in
What my eftate is. is ny throat, & drir.k

Cap. That were hard to compafTe,

< ln lllyria : he s a Coward and a Coyfirili that
willno
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drinke to my Neece. till his brainesturne o’th toe

Becaufe flic will admit no kindc of fuite. like
panfii top. What wench? Cafithano
No, not the Dukes. vulgo-.fot here com
Sir Andrew Agueface.
There is a faire bchauiour in thee Captain?,
Enter Sir Andrew.
And though tnat nature, with a beauteous wall
And. Toby 'Belch. How now fir Toby
Sir
Doth oft do fe in pollution yet of thee Belch ?
:
To. Sweet fir Andrew.
1 will beleeue thou hafta minde that fuites And. Blcfie you Shrew.
W ith this thy faire and outward charra&er.
Alar. And you too
faire
fir.
l prethee (and He pay theebounteoufly^
Tob. Accoft Sir Andrew, accoft,
Conceale me what I am, and be my ay de,
And. What’s that?
For fuch difguife as haply fhall become
To. My Neeces Chamber-maid,
The forme of my intent. He feme this Duke,
Ala. Good Miftris accoft.I defire
Thou fhalcprefcnt me as an Eunuch to him. better acquaintaact

It may be worth thy paines for I can ling,

Ala. My
name is Mary fir.
:
And. Good miftris Mary, accoft.
And fpcake to him in many forts of Muficke,
You miftake knight Accoft, is front her,
To,
That will allow me very worth his feruice. boordf ;

her, woe her,aflayle her.

What elfe may hap, to time I will commit, Ana. By my troth I would not vndertakcherin
Onely fhape thou thy f.lence to "my wit. this
company. Is that the
meaning ofAccoft ?
Cap. Beyouhis Eunuch, and your Mutc.Tlebce,
Ala. Far you well Gentlemen.
When my tongue blabs, then let mine eyes not fee.
To. And thou let part fo Sir Andrew ’
would thou
ZSio> I thanke thee Lead me on. Exeunt
:
might ft neucr draw iword agen.
And. And you part fo miftris, I would I might
neuer
draw (word agen Faire Lady, doeyouthinkeyou
:
haue
Scana Tenia . fooles in hand ?
<JMa.
Sir, l haue not you by’ch hand.
An. Marry but you fhall haue, and heercs myhand.
Ala. Now fir, thought is free : I pray you
Enter Sir Toby and Maria. bring your
T
, hand to’th Buttry barre, and let it drinke.
S'f To. vV hat aplague mcanes my Ncece to take the
An. Wherefore (l weet-heart?) What’s your Meta-
deatn or her brother thus ? I am fure cai c’s on enernie to
phor ?
life.
LMa. It’s dry fir.
Mar. By my troth fir Toby, you mud come in
anights your Cofin, my Lady,
earlyer And. Why I thinke fo : I am not fuch an afle, but ]
: tjkcs great exceptions can keepe my hand dry. But vvha.’s your ieft ?
toyourill houres.
To. YV hy
Ala. A dry ieft Sir.
let her except, before excepted.
And. Are you full of them?
Ma. I, but you Qiuft confineyour lclfe within the
Ma.l Sir, I haue them at my fingers ends: marry now
modefl limits of order.
I lee go your hand,l am barren.
To. Confine? He confine my felfe no finer then Exit 21am
thcie cloat’nes arc good enough to drinke
I am : jo. O
knight, thou lack’ll a cup of Canaric: when did
in, and fo bee /fee thee fo put downe?
thefe ooots too and they be not, let them
:
hang chem- *An. Neuer’inyourlifel thinke, vnlcfleyou fccCa-
lclues in their owne ftraps.
me downe: mee thinkes l’ometimcs I haue no
narie put
That quaffing and drinking will vndoe you
Tila.
I : more wit then a Chriftian, or an ordinary man ha’s but I
heard my Lady talke of it yefterday and of a foolifh
:

:
am a great cater of beefe, and I beleeue that does harme
knight that you brought in one night hcre,tobe hir
woer to my wic.
To. Who, Sir Andrew Ague-cheeke ? To. Noqueftion.
Met, I he.
An. And I thought that, rdeforfweare it. He ride
To. He’s as tall a man as any’s in Illyria. home to morrow fir Toby.
Ada. What’s that to th’purpofe?
To. Why he ha’s three thoufand ducates a
To. Pur-cjnoy my deere knight?
yeare, An. Whatisp«>-^«cyrDo,ornotdo? I would had
Ma. T, but hee 1 haue but a yearc in all thelc ducates : bellowed that time :n the tongues, that I haue in fencing
I

He’s a very foole, and a prodigall.

dancing, and beare-bayting ; O had I but followed the
To. Fie, that you’l fay fo : hr.playcs o’th Viol-de-ga «»• Arts.
boys, and fpeaks three or four languages word
fo rwoif To.Then hadft thou had an excellent head of haire.
without booke,& hath all the good gifts of nature.
An. YV hy, would that hauemended my haire?
M*. He bath indeed, almcft naturall : for befides that Paft queftionf or thou feeft
he’s a foole, he’s a great quarreller and but that
.
it will not coole my
: hce hath An But itbecoms we wtl
enough, doft not? (nature
the gift of a Coward, to allay the guft he hath in quarrel-
7 0 Excellent, it hangs nke flax on a diftaffet & I hope
{ ling, thought among the prudent, he would quickcly
'tis
to fee a hul w-fe take thee between her legs,& fpin
1 it off.
haue die gift pf 3 graue.
iAn. Faith Me home to morrow fir Toby. yowx niece wil
1 ob. By this hand they arc fcoundrels
and fubfira- not be leene.or f fhe be it’s fourtoone,fhe’lnoneofme:
1

^iors that fay fo ofhim. Who are they ?

the Connt himfelfe here hard by, wooes her,
Ma. 1 hey that adde oioreour, hee’s drunke nightly e. .Shee 1 none o’th Ceunt,{hc’l not match 3 boue
‘ 1 hir
in your company. . .

j
degre e ,neither in eftate,yeares,nor wit I haue heard her
To. With drinking healths to my Ncecc: lie drinke fwcar t. Tut there’s life in’t man.
:

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And. He day a moneth loager. I am a fellow o’th For they (hall yet belye thy happy yeerfcs.

ftrangeft mindc i’th world I delight iu Maskes and Re-

: That fay thou art a man Dianas lip :

oel* lornetime s altogether. Is not more fmooth, and rubious thy fmali pipe :

T Art thou good at thcfc kicke-chawfes Knight

t. s’ Is as the maidens organ, (hrill, and found.

And. As any man in Illyria, whatfoeuer he be, vnder And all is fcmblatiue a womans part.
the degree ofmy betters, & yet I will not compare wich I know thy conftellacion is right apt

an old men. For this affayre : fome foure or due attend him, _>
To. What is thy excellence in a galliard, knight? All if you will : for I my felfe am bed
yW. Faith, I can cut a caper. When lead in companie profper well :
in this.

To. And I can cut the Mutton too’t. And thou (halt hue as freciy as thy Lord,
And. And I thinke I haue the backe-trickc, Gtanply as T o call his fortunes thine.
.ftrong as any m3n in Illyria, Vio. lie do mv belt
To. Wherefore a^e thefe things hid ? Whercfo; c fauc To woe your Lady yet a bcrrefull (trite. :

thefe gifts a Curtaine before ’em Are they jiketo take ? Who ere I woe, my felfe would be his wife. Exeunt,
duft,likemiftri>yl/<i//pi£lure? Whydoft thou not goe
G
toChurch in a all iard, and come home in a Carranto ?
My verie walke fhould be a Iigge : I would not fo much Seem Quinta.
as make water but in a Sinke-a-pacc : What dooefl tnou
tneane? Is it a world to hide vertues in ? I did thinke by
was form’d vn- Enter Maria, and Cloivxr
the excellent conftinilion of thy legge, it

der the (larre of a Galhard.

Ma. Nay, either tell me where thou halt bin, or 1 will
A”d, I, ’tisfirong, and it does indifferent well in a not open my lippes fo wide as a brifslc may enter.in way

damd we fit about fome Rcuels ?

colour’d ftocke. Shall ofthy cxcule my Lady will hang thee for thy abfence.
:

To. What fhall we do elfe were we nor borne vnder : C lo. Lcr her hang me hee that is well hang’dc in this
:

Taurus? world, needs to feareno colours.

And. Taurm? That fides and heart. Ma. Make that good.
To. No fir, it is leggs and chighes : let me fee thee ca- C/oi Hediallfc.enouetofeare.

per. Ha, higher: ha, ha excdlent. Exeunt Mx, A good lenton anlwcr : I can tell thee where
; f
faying was borne, oH feare no colours.
Clo. Where good midris Mary ?
Mx. Inthc warrs.&that mayyoubeboldete fay ir.

your foolerie.
Clo. Well, God giue them wifedorne that haue it : &
thole that are toolcs, let them vfe their talents.
7Ha. Yet you will be hang’d for being fo long abfenr,
Enter Valentine, and Viola in mans attire. or to be turn’d away is not that as good as a hinging to*
:

Val. If the Duke continue thefe fauours towards you you *

?

Cefario, you are like to be much aduanc’d,he li3th known Clo. Many a good
hanging, preuents a bad marriage:
you but three dayes, and already youareno granger. and for turning away,lec rummer beare it out.
Vio. You either fcare his humour, or my negligence, Ttix.' You ate rcfolutc then ?
that you quedton the continuance of his loue. Is
call in Clo.Nocfo ncyrher, but f am refolu’d on two points
he inconftant fir, in his fauours. Val. Nobelceue me * Ttu.Thatif one breakc,tiieothcr wih hoid:or ifboch
Enter Tube, Cm toward .Attendant s. breakc, your gsskins fall.
j

Vio. I thankc you hcere ccmes the Count,

: Clo. /’•pt in good faith, very apt: well go thy way, if!
Duke. Who faw Cefario hoar fir Toby would leauc drinking, thou vvert as witty a piece
j

Vio. On your attendance my Lord heere. oiSues flcfh.as any in Illyria.

Du Stand you a-whilcaioofe. Cefario, Ma. Peace you rogue, no more o’that: here comes my
Thou knowd no lcfie, but all I haue vnclafp’d : Lady make your excufc wifely, you were bed.
:

To theerhebooke cuen of my lccrct feule. Enter Lady Oltuia , with Maluelio .

Therefore good youth, addrefie thy gate vnto her, Clo. Wit,and’t be thy will, put me into good fooling :

Be not dem'de acccflc, (land at her doores. thole wits that thinke they haue thee, doe very oftprouc
And tell them, there thy fixed foot (hall grow fooles : and I that am lure 1 lacke thee ,
may paffc for a
Till thou haue audience. wife man. For what iaies Qysinrpalm, Better a witty foole,
Vio. Sure my Noble Lord, then a tochfh wit. God blcfie thee Lady.
Iffhe be fo abandon’d to her fortow 01. Take the foole away.
Asicisfpoke,fheneuer will admit me. Clo. Doyou not hearc fellowes, take away the Ladie.
Du, Be clamorous, and lcape all ciuill bounds. 01. Go too, y'are a dry foole : lie no mote ofyonubc-
Rather then make vnprofited rcturne, fidesyou grow dif-hened.
Vto. Say I do fpeake with her (my Lord)what then ? flo. Two faults Madona,that drinkc & good counfell
Du. O then, vnfold the pafsion ot my loue, wil amend : dry foole drink, then is the foole
for giue the
Surprize her withdifeourfeofmy decrc faith j
not dry: bid the difhoncd man mend hiinfclf,if he mend,
Ic ffiill become thee well to a& my woes he is no longer difhoneft ; if hee cannot, let the Botcher
She will attend it better in thy youth. mend him : any thing that’s mcnded,is but patch’ckvertu
Then in a Nuntio’s of more gtaue afpeft. that tranfgreflcs, is but patcht with finne ? and fin that z-
Vio. I thinkenot fo, my L ord. mends, is but patcht wich vertue. If that this fitnple
Du. Deere Lad,beleeue it Sillogifmc will feme, fo: ifitwillnot, what remedy?
Y 3 As
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2^8 Typelfe Slight, or, WhatyonmlL

As there is no true Cuckold but calamity, fo beauties a Ol. By mine honor balfo dtunke. Wh»t i$,he atthe
flower; The Lady bad take away the foole, therefore I gate Cofin?
lay againc, take her away. To. A Gentleman. r •
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Ol. Sir, I bad them tatce away you. Ol. A Gentleman ? What Gentleman?
Clo Mifprifion in the higheli degree. Lady, Cucnlitu - To. ’Tis a Gentleman hcere. A plague o’thefe pickle
non fact t monachum : that’s as much to fay, as i weare not herring: How now Sot.
motley in my foiaine.: good Madovg, giue mee Icaue to Clo. Good Sir Toby. A.lori •

proueyoa a foole. Ol. Cofin, Cofin, how haue you come foearely by
Cl. Can you do it <?
this Lcthargie? - i ,. ]

C!o. Dcxtcrioufly, good Madona. To. Letchcric, I defie Letchery : there’s one at the
Ol. Make your proofe.
S ace * 1 1 bfo\ .UK
Clo. I mull catechize you for it Madona, Good my Ol. I marry, what is he?
Moufe of vertue anfwer mee. To. Let him be the diuell and he will,I care not:giuc
Ol. Well fir, for want of other idlenefle,! lc bide your me faith lay I. Well, it’s all one. Exit
proote. Ol. What’-c a drunken man like, foole ?
Clo. Good Madona, why mournft thou ? Clo . drown’d man, a foole, and a madde man
Like a

Ol. Good foole, for my brothers death. One draught abouc heate, makes him a foofothc fecond
Clo. I thinke his foule is in hell, Madpna. maddes him, and a third drownes him.
Ol. I know his foule is in heauen, foole. Ol. Go thou and fcckc the Crowncr and leihimfitte
Clo. The mo. .-foole (Madana) to mournefor your o’my C 07 for he’s in the third degree of dficke : hee’
. :

Brothers foule, being in heauen. Jake away the Foole, drown’d <D
<:o looke after him.
:

Gentlemen. )
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Clo. He is bur mad yec Madona, and the foole fhall
Ol. What thinke you of this foole Main olio, doth he looke to the madman.
notmendi? nsrii Enter Maluolto
Mai. Yes, and (hall do, till die pangs of death (hake Mai Madam, yond
. young fellow fwearcshee will
him Infirmity that decaies the wile, doth euer make the
: fpeake with you, him you were ficke, he takes on
1 told
I better foole. .aitalojwi him to Vnderftand io much.and therefore comes to fpeak
j
Clow. God fend you fir, a fpeedie Inflrmiry, forth with you. I told him you were afleepe, he fceins to haue
better incrcafing your folly: Sir Toby wiil be (worn than a fore knowledge of that too, end therefore comes to
|

I Fox, but he wil not palle bis word for two pence
am no (peake with you. What is to be laid to him Lsdie, hec’s
that you are no Foolc. .
any deniall
fortified again ft
Ol. How fay you to that Maluolto ? Ol. him, he (hall not fpeake with me.
Tell
.M*/. lmariiellyour Ladyfhtp takes delight in filch 7ial. Ha’s beenc told fo and hee fayes hee'l Prtnd at :

|
abarren raftail I law him put down the other dav.with
; your doore like a ShenfFes poll, and be the fupporter to
an ordinary foole, that has no more brame then a (lene. a bench, but hee’l fpeake with you.

Looke you now, he's out of his gard already voles you : Ol, What kinde o’man is he ?
laugh and minrifter occafion to him, tic is gag’d. 1 proteft A4al. Why ofmankinde.
I take circle Wifemen, that crow fo at circle let kimie of Ol.What annerofman?
lodes, no better then the looies Zanies. Mai. Ofverie ill manner hee’l fpeake wiih you, will :

Ol. O you are ficke of kite loue Malttolio r and trllc you, or no.
with a diflcmpei d appetite. To be generous, gui’ letle, Ol. Of what perfonage, and y ceres is lies’
and of free difpoiicion, is to take thole things for Bird- Mai. Not yet old enough for a man.nor yong enough
bolts, that you deemc Cannon bullets : There is no {lan- for a boy as a fquafh is before tis a pefcod,or a Codling
:

der in an allow d foole, though he do nothing but ravle; when tis almottan Apple; Tis with him in (landing wa-
nor no rayling,in a kr.owne dilcreet man, though hce do ter, betweene boy and man. He is verie wcll-fauour’d,
nothing butreproue. and he fpeakes verie (hrewifhly One would thinke his :

Clo. Now Mercury indue thee with leafing, for thou mothers milke were fcarfe out of him.
fpeak’fl well of foolcs. Ol. Let him approach Call in my Gentlewoman.' :

Enter Marta. Mai. Gentlewoman, my Lady callcs, JExif.

CMar. Madam, there is at the gate, a young Gentle- Enter Maria.

man, much defines toipeaicc with you. Ol. Giue me my vaile: come throw icorc my face,
Ol. From the Count Orftuo is it ? ,
Wee’l once more heare Orjtnos EmbalTie.
7/U 1 know not (Madam ) his a faire young man, and EnterUiolenta.
well attended. Vto. The honorable Ladie of the houle, which is (he ?

Ol.Yv ho of my people hold him in delay i Ol. Speake to me, I fhall anfwer for her :
your will.

71a. Sir 7 oby Madam, your kir.fman. 'Uio, Moft vnmatchable beau-
radiant, exquifite,and
Ol. Fetch him off 1 pray you, he fpeakes nothing but tie. I pray you tell me if this bee the Lady of the houie,

madman Ficon him. Go you Maluolto ; If it be a» iuit

: forlneucrlawher. I would bee loath tocaft away my
from the Count, I am ficke, ornotat home. What you lpeech : for befidcs that it is excellently well pend, l haue
will, to dilmifleit. Exit Maine. taken great paines to con it. Good Beauties, let mee lu-

Now you fee fir, how your fooling growes old, & peo- ftaine no fcorne ; 1 am very comptible, cucn to the leaft
ple cliflike it. finifler vfage.
Clo Thou lull fpoke for vs (Madona) as if thyeldeft Ol. Whence cameyou fir?
fenne fhould be a foole : who fe fcull, Ioue cramme with Vto. I can fay little more then I haue ftudied, & that
braincs, for hecre he comes. Enter Sir Toby. queflion’soutot eny part. Good gentle one, giue mee
One efthy kin has amoft wake Pta- mater. modeft affurancc, if you be the Ladie of the houfe, that
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Twelfe SSfightyOr, Whatyou mil. 2S|9

mfry proceeds in my fpeech. you whar you are, you are t ci.o proud
Vio. I fee :
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r
01. Areyoo‘aComediat\? But ifyou were the diuell, you are faire:
Vio. No my profound heart and yet (bytheverie t My Lord, and maftcr loues you Q fuch lone :

phangs of malice, 1 fweare) I am not that I play. Are you Could be but recommenc’d, though you were crown’d
the Ladie of the houfe £ The non-parcii of beautic.
Ol. If I do noc vfurpe my felfe, I am. Ol. How does he loue me ?
Vio. Moft certaine, if you are fhe, you do vfurp yotn- With adorations, fertill teares.
Vio,
:
felfe for what is yours to beftowe, is, not yours to re-
: With groanes that thunder loue, with fighes offire,
ferue. But this isfrommy Commiirion will on with : I 01. Your
Lord does kno w-nay mind, I cannot loue him
my fpeech in y bbr praife } arid then fhew you the heart of Yet I fuppoie him vertuous, know him noble.
my mefTagc. Of great eftate, of frefh and ftainlcfie youth;
OL Come to what is important i-n’c : I forgiue you In voyccs well divulg’d, free; learn 'd, and valiant,
thepraife.* And in dimer, hon, and the iftapc of nature,
Vio. Alas, I tooke great paines to fiudicic, and ’tis A gracious perton ; But.yec I -cannot loue him
Poericall. He might haue tockchis.ao-fwer long ago. .

OL It more like tobe feigned, I pray you keep

is the Vio, If 1 did lot jc you in my rnaflcrtil.niitg
it in. I heard you were iawey at my gates 5c allow’d your With inch a 'uitVmg, fuch a deadly life
approach rather to wonder- at you, then to nearcyou. If ha your denial!, f would fmde no fence,
you be not mad, he gone if you hauc realon, bebretffe : : I would not vodcrfbnd it.
’tis not that time of -M none with me , to make one in io Ol, Why; vc hat would you ?

skipping a dia «ey Vio, Make me a willow Canine at your gate,

ijAfla. Will voujioyft fayle fir,here lies your way. And vpon my foule within the lioutei
call

Vio, No good- fvtsbber, I am to hull'here a litrlc lon- WriteJoyall Cantons of contemned loue,
ger. Some modification for your Grant, fwcete Lathe And fing them lowd euen in the dead of night
tellyour nundc, 1 am a meifenger.
rr e Hallow your name to the reuerberate hilles.
OL
Sure yon bane fomehiddeous matter to delurer, And m ike the babjing Gofsip ofthcaire,
when thecurtcfieofitisfofeareful!. Speaks your office. Cry out Oliuia: O you fhouid noc reft
Vio. It alone concernes your earc : ibnngnooucv- Bexweene the elements of ayre, and earth.
ture ofvvarre, no taxation ol homage; I hold the'Olyfre But you fiaould pittie me.
in my hand my werdsare as; full ofpc3ce,as matter. OL You might do much:
OL Yet you began rudely. Whatareyou? What is your Parentage ?
What would you ? Via. Abouc myfortunes^yet my Rate is vveRs
V'ti. The rudenefle that hath appear’d in mee, hsue I I am a Gentleman.
learn’d from my entertainment. What I am, and what I OL Get you to your Lord : f

would, aie as.fccrft as maiden-head to your cares, Di- : i cannot leue him : let Hun lend no more, 3j
uinity; to any others, pvophanation. Vu cflef perchance) ym come to me ag ,ine,
Ol. Giue v i the,.piace, alone. To tell me how he takes n: rare you vsclh
We will heare this" dtultmic. NdOv fir,vvhat is ycur text? I clianke you for your paine: fpeod : this for mee f
Vuu Moll livect Ladie. V am no feede poaft, Lady; keepe yeas p.urft,
to. 1

Ol. A comfortable doilrine, and much may bee faide My Mailer, not my ielfe, lackcs vecompence.
ofjt. Where lies ymir Text? Loue make his heart of font, that you fna! loue^ *
I

Vio. I n Or)?from bofoine. And your leruour hke my mailers be,

let ,r

Inhis bofomc? !n what chapter ofUia bofome ?

1
Ol. Plac’d in contempt Fat well fay.re cruel tie.:

Vio. To anfwer by the method in the hr ft of his hart. Ol. What is your Parentage ?
Ol. O, { hide read it: it is hcrclie.Hjue you no more A-bouc my fortunes, yet my Hate is well
to lay ? Iam a Gentleman. Jie be iwovne thou art,

Vio. Good Madam, let me fee your face. Thy tongue, thy face, thy: fembes, actions, arid fpirit,
Ol. Haue you any Compulsion from vour Lord, to Do-giuc thee fiye-fold blazon noc too fall fofc, loft, : :

negotiate with my face you

ofyour I ext
:
are now out V nkllc the M alter vt cre die man. How now ?
but we will draw the Curtain, and fhew you the pidtuve. Euen fo quickly may one catch the plague ?

Looke you lir, fuch a one T was this prelent Id not well : Me thinkes I fedc i his youths perfections
done ? With an inuifibJc. and fubtlc Health
Vio. Excellently done, ifGcctdid a l. ;
To crecpe in a: mine eyes. \Vcll, let it be.
Ol. ’Tis in grainefir, ’twiil endure windc and wea- What 103 A'l.ilnoho.
I
,

ther. Enter dfalnolio.

Vio. Tis beauty truly blent, wbofc red and white. Hcerc Madam, atVdurfevuice.
AEal.
Natures ownc fwcec, and cunning hand laid on : Ol. Run afterthat fame peeuifh Mcflcngcr
Lady, you arcthccnidiit fhecahue, The Countesman: lie lefe this Ring bchindc him
It you will lcadc thefe graces to the grauc, W ould i, or not tell him, tie none ot it.
:

And leauc the world no copie. Dcfivc him not to flatter with hi s Lord,
Ol O fir, I will not be io hard-hearted 1 will giuc Nor hold him vp with hopes, I am not for him :

out diners fcedules of my bcautie. 1 1 fhalbc 1 nuentorted Ifthat theyouth will come this way to morrow,
and cilery particle and vtenfile labell’dcomy will: As, He giue him rcafons for’t : hie thee Dlaluolio.
Item two lippes indifferent redde, Item two grey eyes, Mai. Madam, will. I Exit.
with lids to them: Item, one necke, one chin, &c fo forth. Ol. I do 1 know not what, and feare to findc
Were you fent hither to praife mef •
Mine eye too great a flattcrerfor my minde
Fare!
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260 Twelfe Slight, or, Wbatjou mil.

F ate, (hew thy force, our felues we do aot owe, into a defperate affurance, (he will none cf him. And one
What is decreed, rauft be : and be this fo. thing more, that you be neuer fo bardic to come againe
finis, Aldm frimtu. in his affaires, vnlcffc it bee to report your Lords taking
of this :rccciueitfo.
Vio. She tooke the Ring of me, lie none of it.
Mai. Come fir, you peeuifhly threw it to her : and
<tAHits Secun dm, Sctend prima . her will is, it fhould be fo return’d If it bee worth (loo- :

ping for, there it lies, in your eye : if not, bee it his that
Enter Antonia ($• Stbaflian. findes it. £*/'/.
r
Ant. Will you (by no longer nor will you not that : l to, 1 left no Ring with her : what meanes this Lady?
1 go with you. Forrune forbid my out-fidc haue not charm’d her
Seb. By your patience, no: my ftarres fhine daikely She made good view of me, indeed fo much.
ouer me; the malignancie of my fate, might perhaps di- That me thought her eyes had loft her tongue.
ftemper yours therefore I fhall craue of you your lcaue,
;
For fine did fpeake in ftarts diftra&edly.
that I may bcarc ray euils alone. It were a bad rccom- She loues me lure, the cunning of her pafsion
pencc for your louc, to lay any of them on you. Inuitesme in this churlifh meffenger:
An. Let me yet know of you, whither you are bound. None of my Lords Ring ? Why hefent her none;
Seb. Nofoothfir: my determinate voyage is meere I am the man, it it befo, astis,

extrauagancie.But I perceiue in you fo excellent a touch Poore Lady, (he were better loue a dreamer
of modcilie, tlut you will not extort from me, what I am Difguile, I ice thou art a wickedneffc,
willing to keepe in : therefore it charges me in manners, W herein the pregnant cnemie does much.
the rather to expreftc my felfe .• you mil (l know of mee !
How eafie is it, for the proper talfe
then Antonio , my name is Scbafiian (which I call'd Kodo- In womens waxen hearts to fet their formes
my father was that Scb.tftixxaf tJWcjf'aline, whom I
rigo)
j
Alas, O fraikieis thecaufe.notwee.
know you hauc heard of. He left bchinde him, my felfe, For luch as we arc made, if luch we bee:
and a filler, both borne in an houre if the Heanens had : How will thi$fadge?My mafterloucsber decrely,
I

beene pleas’d, would we had fo ended. But you fir, al- '
And I
(
poore mor.fter) fond afmuch on him
ter’d that, (or fome hom e before vou tooke me from the And (be (miftaken) feemes to dote on ene;
breach of the fea, was my fiftcr drown’d. What will become of this ? As I am man,
Ant. Abstheday. My (fare is defperate for my maifters louc:
Seb. A Lady fir, though it'wasfaidfhec much refem- As I am woman (now alas the day)
bled roe, was yet ofmany accounted beautifuhbut thogh What thrifileffe fighes fhall poorc Oliuia breath ?
I could not with fuch cliimablc wonder* oucr-fime bc- G time, thou muft vntaogle this, not I,
lecuethat, yet thus farr el will boldly pubbfh her, fhee It is too hard a knot for me t’vnty. <0 < /
here a minde that enuy could net but call faire Sheei* :

drown’d already fir with fait water , though I feen.eto

tfrowne her remembrance agame with more.
Ant. Pardon me fir, your bad entertainment. Serna 'Tertia .
Seb. O
good Antonio, forgiue me your trouble.
Aot. If you will not murther me for my lone, let nice
be your feruant. Enter Sir Toby and Sir An dr eve. ,

Seb. It you will not vndc what you haue done, that is To. Approach Sir Andrew : not to bee a bedde after
kill him,wbom you haue recOucr’d, defireit not. Fare midnight, is to be vp betimes, and Dthculo fargere, thou
ycwcl! at once, my bofome is full of kindr.elfe, and I know’ft.
am yet fo necre the manners of niy mother, tlut vpon the And. Nay by my troth I know not; but I know, to
lead occafion more, mine eyes will tell tales of me I am : be vp late, is to be vplate.
bound to the Count Orfino’s Court, farewell. Exit To, A falfc conclufion
I hate it as an vnfill’d Canne.
:

Ant. The gentleneffe of all the gods go with thee To be vp after midnight, and to go to bed then is early:
I haue many enemies in Orfino’s Court, foth3t to go to bed after midnight, is to gocto bed be-
Elfe would I very (horily fee thee there times. Does not our Hues confift of the foure Ele-
But come what may, I do adore thee fo. ments?
That danger fhall feemc fport, and I will go. Exit. Faith fo they fay, but I thinkcic rather confifls
of eating and drinking.
To. Th’art a ficholler; let vs therefore eate and drinkc.
TAarian I fay, a floope of wine.
Sctend Secunda . Enter Clowne.
And. Heere comes the fooleyfaith.
Clo. How now my harts Did you neuer lee the Pic- :

Enter V old and tJWaluelio, at feueraH doores,

1 ture of we three?
Mii/.Wcre notyou eu’n now, with the Countcffe 0~ To. Welcome affc, now let’s haue 3 catch.
l ini a? And. By my troth the foolc has an excellent bread. I
V'io. Euen now fir, on a moderate pace, 1 haue fince a- had rather then forty (billings I had fuchaleggc, andfo
I
riuM but hither. fweet a breath to fing,a$ the foole has. Infooth thou waft
j

/TV Shereturnes this Ring to you (fir) you might invery gracious fooling laft nighr, when thou fpok’ft of
j

: hauefaued mec my paines, to haue taken it away your figrogromitnt, of the ZJafiins pafsing the Equin»&ial of
I felfe.She adds moreouci,. hat you (hould put your Lord QutHbtu: ’tyvas very good yfaith: 1 fent thee fixe pence
for
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Truelfe JhQght, or, Wbatjowmll. 267

for thy Lemon, hadft it? To. We did keepe time fir in our Catches. Sneckc v
(
.

Clo. did impeticos thy gratillity: for Maluelios nofe

I
Mai. StrToby, I mud be round with you. My Lady
is no Whip-ttockc My Lady has a white hand, and the bad me tell you, that though fine harbors you as her kinf-
Mermidons are no bottle-ale houfes. man, fhe’s nothing ally’d to yourdiforders. If you can
Why
this is the beft fooling, whea-l feparatc your felfc and your mifdemeanors, you are wel-
An. Excellent:
all is done. Nowafong. come to the houfe if not, and it would pleafeyouto take
:

Let’s haue leaue ofher, fhe is very willing to bid you farewell.
To. Come on, there is fixe pence for you.
To. Farewell decrc heart, fince I muft needs be gone.
afong.
-An. There’s a teftrillofmetoo if one knight giuea :
Mar. Nay good Sir Toby.
of good Clo. His eyes do flaew his dayes are almoft done.
Clo. Would youhaue a loue-fong,or afong
Mai. Is’teuenfo?
life ?
To. But I willneuer dye.
To. A loue fong, a loue fong. you
good Clo. Sir Toby there lye.
An 1 I. I care net for life.
J ° much
• dome pngs- Alai. This is credit to vou^
To. Shall l bid him go.
O Mifiris mine rvhere are you romiag ?
coming , Clo. What and ifyou do ?
Oflay and heare, year true loue s
To. Shad I bid him go, andfpare not ?
That can ftng both high and low.
Clo. -O no,no, no, no,you dare not.
Trip nofurther prett ie faceting
To. Out o’tune fir, ye lye Art any more then a Stew-
:
Journeys end in loiters meeting,
ard ? Dofhhou ihinke becaufe thou art vertuous, there
£uery wife mans fonne doth know.
fhall be no more Cakes and Ale ?
An. Excellent good, ifaith.
Clo. Yes by 5. Anne, and Ginger fhall bee hotte y’th
To Good, good
not heere after, mouth too.
Clo. What is loue , tie
To. Th’arti’th right. Goe fir, rub your Chaine with
prefent mirth, hath prefent laughter
to come, u fill vnfare.
crums. AflopeofWine/f/^m.
What's
tJMd. Milhis Mary, if you priz’d my Ladies fauour
In delay there lie noplentic ,
at any thing more then contempt, you would not giue
7 hen come kjlfe me facet and twenties
meanes for this vnciuill rule ; the. final! know of it by this
Youths a ftujfe will not endure.
hand. Exit
An. A mellifluous voyce, as lam true knight. .

To. A contagious breath. 7rlar. Go fhake your cares.

An. ’Twereas good a deede as to drink when a mans
An. Very tweet and contagious ifaith.
.

contagion.' ahungrie, to challenge him the field, and then tobreakc

To. Tc heare by the nofe, it is dulcet in
W elkin dance indeed ? Shall w ee gromife with him, and make a foole of him.
But fhall we make the
To. Doo’t knight, He write thee a Challenge: or lie
rowze the night-O wle in a Catch , thnr will drawe three
do that ? dcliuer thy indignation to him by word of mouth.
foules out of one \\ eauer ? Shail we
Mar Sweet Sir Toby be patient tor to mght Since
And. And you loue me, let’s doo’t I am dogge at
a :
:

the youth of the Counts was to day with n ^Lady, fhe is

Catch.
Byrlady and fome dogs will catch well. much out of quiet. For Monfieur Maluolit^lct me alone
Clo. fir,

Cntch be, 'Thou Knave. with him: If I do not guil him into an ay word, and make
fa*An. Mofl certaine: Let our
him a common recreation, do not thinke I haue witte e-
Clo.Held thy peace, thou KnaneVn't fat. Iftiali bccon-
nough to lye flraight in my bed 1 know I can do it. :
drain’d in’t, to call thee ktiauc, Knight,
To. PolfefTe vs, pofi'dfevs, tellvsfomethingof him.
An. ’Tis not thefirft time I haue conftrained one to
begins. Hold thy peace. Alar. Manic fir, fometimes he isakinde ofPuritane.
call meknaue. Begin foole: it
ncuer bef in ill hold my peace. An. 0,ifl thought that, Ide beate him like a dogge.
Clo. I fltall
An, Good ifaith : Comebegin. Catch fang To, What for being a Puritan, thy exquifue reafon,

Enter CMana. decre knight. ><" »

An. I haue no exquifitc reafon for’t,but I haue reafon

Ttlar. What a cattcrwalling doe you keepe heere ? If

her Steward Maluolto and good enough.

my Ladiehaucfnot call’d vp
Tvlar. Thediu’llaPuritanc thatheeis, or anything
bid him turnc you out ot doorcs, neue' truft trie.
conftantly butatime-pleafer, anafre&ion’d Affe, that
To, My Lady's a Catayan, we are politicians, 7Maluolios
Am not cons State without booke, and vtters it by great fwarths.
aPeg-a-ramfic, znd Three merry men be wee. I

La- The beft perfwaded ot himfclfc : fo cram’d(as he thmkes)

confanguinious? Am I not ofher blood : t illy v ally .
with excellencies, that it is his grounds of faith, that all
die, There dwelt a man in Tabylon ,Eady ,Laay.
that looke on him, loue him and on that vice in hitn,will
Bcfhrew me, the knights in admirable fooling.
:
Clo.
An. I, he do’s well enough if he be difpas’d, and fo
my reuenge finde notable caufe to worke.
To. What wilt thou do ?
do 1 too he docs it with a better grace, but 1 do it more
:

7Mar. 1 will drop in his way fotneobfeure Bpifllcs of

naturall.
loue, wherein by the colour of his beard, the fhape of his
To O the twelfcday ofDecember.
legge, the manner of his gate, the expreflure of his eye,
Mar. For the loue o’God peace.
Enter Maluolto. forehead, and completion, he fihall findc himfclfe moft
feelingly perfonated. I can write very like my Ladie
cMal. My mafters ateyoum-'d? Orwhat areyou?
your Neecc, on a for gotten matter wee can hardly make
Haue you no wit, manners, nor honeftic, bur to gabble
Doycemakean Ale- dift n iion of our hands.
like Tinkers at this time of night?
fqueak out youi Cozi- 70 Excellent, I fmcll a deuice.
houfe of my Ladies houfe, that ye .

Catches without any mitigation or remorfc ofvoice?

An. I han’t in my nofe too.
ers
To, He fhall tlunkc by the Letters that thou wilf drop
Is there no refpeft of place, perfons,nor time in you? rhai
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262 Twelfe Slight, or, Whatjou mil.

that they come from jmy Neecc, and; that fhee's in louc An elder then her felfe.Tg weares flac to him;
with him. So fwayes fhe leucll in hciHfeusbands heart
CMat. My purpofe is indeed a horfc of that colour. For boy,howeucr we do praifcourfelues,
-An. And your horfe now would make him an Afle. Our fancies arc more giddic and vnfirme.
tjMar. Affe, I doubt not. More longing, waucring, fooner loft and worne.
An. O twill be admirable. Then womens are.
May. Sport royall I warrant you : IknowmyPhy- Vi *. I thinkc it well my Lord
ficke willworke with him, I will plant you two, and let Du. Then let thy Louc be yon ger then thy fcJfe,
the Foole make a third, where he fhall findethe Letter: Or thy aftc&ion cannot hold the bent
obferue his conftruAion ofit For this night to bed, and
: For women arc as Rofes, whofc faire flowre
dreame on the euent F are well. : Exit Being once difplaid, doth fall that verie howreJ
To. Good night Penthifilea. Pit. And fo they are :alas, that they are fo :
An. Before me (he’s a good wench. To die, euen when they to perfection grow.
To. She’s a beagle true bred, and one that adores me Enter Curio & Clowne.
what o’that ? Du. O fellow come, the fong we had laft night
An. I was ador’d once too. Marke it Cefario, it is old and plaine
To. Let’s to bed knight: Thou hadflneede fend for The Spinfters and the Knitters in the Sun,
more money. And the free maidcs that weaue their thred with bone*.
An. If I cannot recouer your Necce, I am a foule way Do vfe to chaunt it : it is filly footh,
ouc. And dallies with the innocence of loue,
To. Send for money knight, if thou haft her noti’th Like the old age.
end, call me Cut. Clo. Are you ready Sir ?
An. Ifldonot, ncuer truft me, take it how you will. Duke. I prethce fing.
To. Come, come, He gobutnefomeSacke,tis too late The Song.
to go now Come knight, come knight. Exeunt
to bed :
(Pome away, come aw ay death.
And in fad cjpreffe let me be hide
Tje away, fie away breath ,
Jam Jlaine by afaire cruell rnaide 1

My fhrowd ofwhite, fiuckjtll with Ew ,0 prepare it,

Seen a Quarta. tJAly part ofdeath no one fe true didftiare it.

N ota flower, not aflower fweete

Enter Duke, Piola, (fur io, And other 1. On my blacke coffin, let thare be jlrewnt
Dw.Gvue me fomc MufickjNow good morow frends. Not a friend, not a friend greet

Now good Cefario, but that pcece of fong, My poore corpes, where my bones[hall be throwne :

That old aud Antickc fong we heard laft nigh: A thoufand thoufandfighes tofauejay me 0 where

Ms though; it did releeue my paifion much. Sad true loner neutr find my grant, to weepe there.

More then light ayres, and recolle&ed termes

Of thefe moll b riske and giddy-paced times. Du. There’s for thy paines.
Come, but on e verfe. Clo. No paines fir, I take pleafure in finging fir.
Cur. He is not heere (fo pleafe your Lordfhippe) that Du. lie pay thy pleafure then.
fhould ling it ? Clo. Truely fir, and pleafure willbcpaidccne time, or

Dm, Who was it? another.

Cur. Ftfte the leftcr my Lord, a foole that the Ladie Du. Giuemenowleaue, tolcaue thee.'
Oliaiaes Father tooke much delight in. Heisaboutthc Clo. Now the melanchelly God protefl thee, and the
houfe. CX Tailormake thy doublet ofchangcable Tafrata, for thy
‘Dm, Secke him out, and play the tune the while. mindc is a very Opall.l would hauc men of iuch conftan-
Ttlkfcke places. cie put to Sea, that their bufineffe might be eu&y thing,

Come hither Boy, if cucr thou flialt loue and their intent euerie where, for that’s it, that alwayes
makes a good voyageof nothing. Farewell. Exit
In the iwcec pangs ofit, remember me :
For fuch as I am, all true Louers arc, Du. Let all the reft giue place : Once more Cefario
Vnftaid and skittifh in all motions elfe. Get thee to yond fame foueraigne crueltie : ^

Sane in the conftant image of the creature Tell her my loue, more noble then the world
That is bclou’d. How doft thou like this tune? Prires not quantitic of dime lands.
Pi0. It giues a vericeccho to the feate The parts that fortune hath beftow’d vpon her
Where louc is thron'd. Tell her I hold as giddily as Fortune

Du. Thou doft Ipeakc maftcrly, But ’tis that miracle,andQueeneofIems

My life vpon’t, yong though thou art, thine eye That nature prankes her in, attra As my foule.
Hath ftaid vpon fomc fauour that it loucs ; Vio. Butifftic cannot loue you fir.
Hath it not boy ? Du. It cannot be foanfwcr’d.

Pit. A little, by your fauour. Vio. Sooth but you muft.

Dn. What kinde of woman ift# Say that fome Lady, as perhappes there is,’
Vi*. Ofyour completion. Hath for your loue as great a pang of heart
Du. She is not worth thee then. Whatyearesifaith? As you hauc for Ohuia : you cannot loue her:
Pto. About your yceres my Lord. You tel her fo: Muft ft-.c not then be anfwcr’d ?
Dm. Too old by h e auen ; Let ftill the woman take Du. There is no womans fides
Can
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Can bide the beating of fp ftr«ig a paflion, alted refpeft, then any one elfe that followes her. What
A* lottc doth giue my heart So womans heart : fhould I thinke on’t?
So bigge, to hold fo much, they lacke retention. To. Heere’s an ouer-weening rogue.
Alas, their louc may be call’d appetite. Fa. Ohpeace: Contemplation makes a rare Turkey
No motion of the Liuer, but the Pallat, Cocke ofhim, how he iets vnder his aduanc’d plumes.
That fuffer furfet, cloyment, and reuolt,l And. Slight I could fobeate the Rogue.
But mine is all as hungry as the Sea, To. Peace I fay.
And can digeft as much, make no compare Mai, To be Count Maluolto,
Betweene that loue a woman can bearemc, To, Ah Rogue.
And that I owe Oliuia. An. Pi(follhim,piftoIlhim.
Via. I but 1 know. To. Peace, peace.
Du. What doft thou knowe? Mai. There is example fort: The Lady of the Stra-
Vto. Too well whatlou^wometyto men may owe chy , married the yeoman of the wardrobe.
In faith they areastrueofhesrt, as we. An. Fie on him Iezabel.
My Father had a daughter lou’d a man Fa. O peace, now he’s deepcly in ; looke how imagi-
As might be perhaps, were
it I a woman nation blowes him.
I fhould your Lordfhip. Mai. Hauing bcene three rooneths married to her,
Du. And what’s her hiftory:' fitting in my Rate.
Vto, A blanke my Lord (lie neuer : told her loue, To. O
for a (lone-bow to hit him in the eye.
But let concealment like a vvormc i'th budde CMai. Calling my Officers about me, in my branch'd
Fcedc on her damaske cheeke fhe pin'd in thought. : V duet gowne hauing come from
: a day beddc, where I
And with a greene and yellow meiancholiy. haue left Ohttia fleeping.
She fate like Patience on a Monument, To. Fire and Brimllonc.
Smiling ac greefe. Was not this loue indeede ? Fa. O peace, peace.
We men may fay more, fweare more, but indeed Mai. And then to haue the humor offtate and after :

Ourdhewes more then will for fiill weprouc

are : a demure trauaileof regard telling them I knowe my :

Much in our vowes, bur little in our loue. place, as I would they fhould doc theirs to askc for my :

Du. But di’de thy filler ofher loue my Boy ? kinfman t'obj.
Vio. I am all the daughters of my Fathers houfe. To, Boltcsand fhackles.
And all the brothers too: and yet I know not. Fa. Ob peace,
peace, peace, now, now.
Sir, fhalll t&thisLady? tJVlal.Seauenofmv people with an obedient fiart,
Du. I that’s the Theame, make out for him I frowne the while , and perchance
:

To her in hafte :
giue her this Iewell ; fay. winde vp my watch, or play with my fome rich Iewell:
My louc can giue noplace, bi de.no denay. exeunt Toby approaches; curtfies thereto me.
To. Shall this fellow liue ?
Fa. Thoughour filencebedrawnefromvs with cars,

Scena Quinta. yet peace.

Mai. I extend my hand to him thus : quenching my
familiar fmile with an aufterc regard of control!.
Enter Sir Toby, Sir tAndrerr>,and Fabian. 7 o. And do’s not Toby take you a blow o’che lippes,
To. Come thy wayesSignior Fabian. then?
Fab. Nay He come if 1 100 & a fcruplc of : this fport, Mai. Saying, Cofine my Fortunes hauing call
let me be boyl’d to death with Meiancholiy. me on your Necce, giue me this prerogaciue of fpeeeisf
To. Wouldftthou not be glad to haue the niggard- To. What, what?
ly Rafcally fheepc-biter,comeby fome notable fhamc? Ttlal. You maft amend your drunkenncfic
Fa. I would exult man you know he brought me out
:
To. Out fcab.
o’fauour with my Lady, about a Bearc-baiting hcere. Fab. Nay patience, or we breakc the finewes of our
To. To anger him wce’t'haue the Besreagaine, and plot ?
we will foole him blackc and blew, fhall we not lir An- Trial. Befides you wade the treafure of your time,
drew ? withafoolifh kmght.
An. And wc do not, it is pittie of our hues. And. That’s mee I warrant you.
Enter Maria. Mai. One fir Andrew.
To. Heere comes the little villaine How now my : And. I knewAwasI, for many do call mee fcole.
Mettle of India ? Mai. What employment haue wc heere ?
Mar. Get ye all three into the box tree: Maluolio's Fa. Now is the W
oodcocke neere the gin.
comming downe thiswalke, he has becne yonder i’the To. Ohpeace, and the Ipirit of humors intimate rea-
Sunne pradhfing behautour to his own fhadow this halfe ding aloud to him.
houre: obferuc him for the loue of Mockcrie: for I know Mai. By my life this is my Ladies hand: thefe bee her
this Letter wil make a contemplatiue Ideoc ofhim.Cloic very C s her V's, and her T's, and thus makes fhee het
in the name of ieafting, lye thou there : for heere comes great P's. It is in contempt ofquefiion het hand.
the Trowtjthacmuft be caught with tickling. Exit An. Her C7, her V’s, and her T's: why that ?
Enter Maluoho. Mai. To the vnknowne belong tl>u, and my good Wiflses :

Mai. ’Tis but Fortune, all is fortune. Maria once Her very Phraies By your lcaue wax. Soft, and the im-
:

told me fhe did affe& me, and 1 haue heard her fclf come prefl’ure her Lucrect , with which fhe vies to fe3lc : tis my
thus neere, that fhould fhee t3ncie, it fhould bee one of Lady: To whom fhould this be ?

my cQmple&ion. Befidcs fhe vfesme with a more ex- Fab. This winnes him, Liuer and all.

Mai.
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264 Twelfe Slight, or, Whatyou vpilL

Mai. loue knovces I lone , but who, Lips do not mootte. no euen with the fwiftnefle of putting on. Ioue, and my
man muft know. No man muft know. What followcs ? ftarres be praifed. Heere is yet a poftfeript. Thou canft
The numbers alter d No man muft know. :
not chooft but know who I am. Ifthou entertamfi my loue , let
If this fhould be thee Maluoltoi it appeare in thy failing, thy failes become thee well . There-
'

7 0 . Marrie hang fhee brocke. fore in my prefencefhll faile , deero my fweete, / prethee. I oue
Mai. I may command where l adore , but (ilencrlike a Ln- '
I thanke thee, I will iroile, I wil do euery thing that thou
creffe knife wilt hau erne. ‘
Exit
IVith bloodleffe Jlrok* my heart doth gore tJM. ,
0. A. I. doth Fab. I will not giue my part of this fport forapenfi-
[way my life. on of thoufands to bepaid from the Sopny.
Fa. A fuftian riddle. To. I could marry this wench for this deuice.
To. Excellent Wench, fay I. An. So could I too.
Mai. CM.O.A.r. doth fway my life. Nay but firft To. Andaskenootherdowrywithher,butfachano-
v
let me fee, let me fee, let me lee. thcr ieft.
Yah. What (lift) a poyfon has fne dreft him j*
Enter Maria.
To. And with what wing the ftallion checkes at it ? An. Nor I neither.
Mai. 1 may command, where I adore Why Pnee may : Fab. Heere comes my noble gull catcher.
command me: I ferae her, fhe is my Ladie.^VVhy this is To. Wilt thou fet thy foote o’my nccke*
cuident to any formal! capacitie. There is no obftrudlion An. Or o’mine either?
in this, and the end What ftiould that Alphabetical! po.
:
To. Shall I play my freedome at tray-trip,and becom
fition portend if I could make that refemble l'omethmg
, thy bondflaue ?
in me ? Softly, M.O.A.I. An. Ifaith,or I either ?
To O I, make vp that, he is now at a cold fent. '
•
Tob. Why, thou haft put him in fuch a dreame, that
Fab. Sowter w ill cry vpen't for all this, thoaghit bee when the image ofit leaiaes him,he muft run mad.
! 3s ranke as a Fox-v ;/. * Ma. Nay but fay true, do’s it worke vpon him ?
Md. M. 'Malttolio M. why that ,
begins my name. To. Like Aqua vite with a Midwife.
Fab. Did not I fay he would vvorke it out, the Curre "Mar. Ifyou wilhhen fee the fruites ofthcfporr,mark
is excellent atfaults. his firft approach before my Lady : hee will come to her
Tflal. M. But then there is no confonancy in the fequell in yellow ftockings, and ’tisa colour fheabhorres, and
that fiifters vndcr probation : A. fhould follow, but O. croffe garter’d, a fa fhion (hee aetefts and hee will fmile
:

does. vpon her, which will now be fo vnfuteable to her difpo-

Fa. AndO fliall end, Ihope. fuion,being additfted to a melancholly, as fhee is, that it
To. I, or lie cudgcll himf*nd make him cry 0. cannot but turn him into a notable contempt: if you wil
Mai. And then I. comes behind. lee it follow me.
Fa. I, and you had any eye behinde you, youi might To. To the gates of Tartar, thou moft excellent diuell
fee more detraction at your heeles,then Fortunes before of wit.
you. And. He make one too. Exeunt.
Mai. M ,0 ,A ,/ .This fimulation is not as the former: Finis AH us fecnndm
and yet to crufn this 3 little, it would bow to meet for e-
uery one of thefe Letters are in iny name. Soft ,herc fol-
lowcs prole Ifthisfall into thy hand, reuolue. In my ftars
:

I am abouc thee, but be not affraid of gr^eatnefle Some : dJBus Tertius, Scana prima.
arc become fome atcheeues grearnefic, and|fome
great,
haue gteatneffe thruft vppon cm. Thy fates opentheyr
hands, let thy blood and fpirit embrace them, and to m- Enter 'Viola and Clowne.
vre thy felfe to what thou art like to be caft thy humble :

flough, and appeare frefh. Be oppofite with a kinfman, Vio. Saue thee Friend and rhy Mufick : doft thouliue
furly with feruants Let thy tongue tang arguments of
: by thy Tabor? v

ftate;putthy felfe into the tricke of fingulantie. Shce Clo. No fir, I Hue by the Church.
thus aduifes thee, that iighes for thee. Remember who Vio. Art thou a Churchman?
commended thy yellow ftockings, and wifh'd to fee thee No fuch matter fir, I do liue by the Church For,
(fl0. :

I cucr croffe garter’d : 1 fay remember, goe too, thou art Idoliueatmyhoufe, andmyhoufc dooth ftand by the
made if thou dcfir'ft to be fo : I f not, let me fee thee a fte- Church.
wardftill, the fellow of feruants, and not woorthie to Vio. So thou maift fay the Kings lyes by a begger, If a
touch Fortunes fingers Farewell, Shecthat would alter bagger dwell neer him : or the Church ftands by thy Ta-
leruices with thee, the fortunate vnhappy daylight and bor, if thy Tabor ftand by the Church.
champiandifcouers not more : This is open, I will bee C/o.Youhauefaidfir:Tofeethisage : A fentence is
proud, I will leade pollticke Authours, I will baffle Sir but a cheu’rill gloue to a goodwitte, how quickely the
7 oby, I will walh^off groffc acquaintance, I wilhbe point wrong fide may be turn’d outward.
deuifcjthe very man. I do notnow foole my felfe, to let Vio. Nay that’s certaine: they that dally nicely with
imagination iademee ;
for euery reafon excites to this, words, may quickely make them wanton.
that my Lady loues me. She did commend my yellow Clo. I would therefore my lifter had had no name Sir.
ftockings oflate, fhee did praife my legge being crofife- Vio. Why man ?
gartcr’d, and in this ftie manifefts her felfe to my loue, & Clo. Why fir, her
names a word, and to dallio with
w ith a kinde ofiniundtion driucs mee to thefe habites of thatword, might make my lifter wanton: But indeede,
her liking. I thanke my ftarres, I am happy : I will bee words are very Rafcals, fince bonds difgrac’d them*
I ftrangc,ftout, in yellow ftockings, and croffe Garter’d, Vio. Thy reafon man?
Clo.
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Q Troth fir, I can yeeld you none without wordes,
o. moft pregnant and vouchsafed eare.
and wordes are growne fo falfe, I am loath to prouei rea- And. Odours, pregnant, and vouchfafed t ile get ’em

fon with them. all three already. /z> Lxc A*

Vi o. I warrant thou art a merry fellow, and car’ft for 01. Let the Garden doore be fhut^ and Ieaue mee to
nothing. my hearing. Giuemeyourhandfir.
Clo. fir, I do care for fomething:but in my con-
Not fo Vto. My dutie Madam, and molt humble feruice'
fcience do not care for you if that be to care for no-
fir, I : Ol What is your name?
thing fir, I would it would make you inuifible. V to. Cefario is your feruanrs name, faire Princefie.
Vio. Art not thou the Lady Olittia’s foole? Ol. My feruanc fir ^’T was neucr merry world.
Clo. No indeed fir, the Lady Olmia has no folly, {bee Since lowly feigning was call’d complement:
will keepe no foole fir, till file be married, and fooles are y’are feruant to the Count Orjino youth*
as like husbands, as Pilchers are to Herrings, the Huf- Vto. And he is yours, and h'rs muft needs be yours
bands the bigger, I am indeede not her fooic,but hir cor- your feruants feruant, is your feruant Madam.
rupter of words. Ol. For h im, I thinke not on him : for his thoughts,
Vio faw thee late at the Count Or/Wr.
, I Would they were blankes, rather then fill’d with me.
Clo. Foolery fir, does walke abom the Orbc like the Vio. Madam, I come to whet your gentle thoughts
Sun, it fhinescuery where. I would be forry fir, bur the On his behalfe.
Foole (Tiould be as oft with your Mafter, as with my Mi- Ol. O by your Ieaue I pray you.
firis :I thinke I law your wifedome there. Ibad you neuer fpeake againe ofhim
Vio. Nay, and thou pafle vpon me. He no more with l&t would you vndercakc another fuite
thee* Hold there’s expcnces tor thee. I hsdrather hcarc you, tololicit that,
Clo. Now Ioue in his next commodity of hayre, fend ThenMuficke from thefphearei',
cheeabeard. Vto. Deere Lady.
Via . By my troth lie tell thee, I am almoftficke for Giue me Ieaue, befeech you, 1 did fend.
Ol. 5
:

one, though I would not hauc it grow on my chione. Is After the laft enchantment you did hearc,
thy Lady within ? .A Ring in chace ofyou. So did 1 abufa
.Clo Would not a paireofthelchaue bred fir? My lelfe, my feruanc, and I feare me you :

Vio. Yes being kept together, and put to vfe. Vnder your hard conftrudiion muft I fit,
Clo.l would play Lord Pandartu of Phrygia fir, to bring T o force that on you in a fhamefull cunning
a Creffida to this Troyltu. Which you knew none of youn. What might you think?
Vio. I vndetfiand you fir, tis well begg’d. Haue you not fe t mine Honor at the flake,
Clo. The matter I hope is not great fir; begging, but a And baited it with all th’vnmuzled thoughts
begger Creffida was a begger. My Lady is within fir. I
: That tyrannous heart can thiukfToone of yourreceiuing
will conflcr to them whence you come, who you are, and Enough is fhcwne,a Ciprefte, not a bofome,
what you would are out of my welkin, 1 might fay Ele-' Hides my heart: fo let me heareyou fpeake.
ment, but the word is oucr- worne. exit Vto. Ipitrieyou.
Vto. This fellow is wife enough to play the foole, O/. That’s a degree to loue.
And to do that well, cranes a kinde of w it Vio. No not a grize : for tis a vulgar proofe
He muft obferue their mood on whom lie iefts. That verie we piety enemies
eft
The quality of perlons, and the time .Ol. Why then me thinkes ’tis time to fmile agen;
And like the Haggard, checke at eucry FeJTher 0 world, how 3ptthepoore are to be proud ?
That comes before his eye. This isa practice. Ifoneihould be a prey, how much the better
As full of labour as a Wife- mans Art To fall before the Lion, then the Wolfe?
For folly that he wifely fhewes, is fit; Cloche Jlrihes.
But wifemens folly falne, quite taint their wit. The clocke vpbraides me with the wafte of time:
Enter Sir Toby and Andrew. Be not affraid good youth, I will not haue you.
To. Saue you Gentleman. And yet when wit antfy outh is come to harueft,
Vio. And you fir.* your wife is like to reape a proper man :

And. Dieti voti guard Afenfteur. There lies your way, due Weft,
V Et vouz. otiffe voftrt feruiture.
to. Vto. Then Weft ward hoe :

tAn. I hope fir, you are, and I am yours. Grace and good difpoficion attend your Ladyfhip t

To. Will you incounter the houfe, my Neece is defi- you'l nothing Madam to my Lord, by me f
rous you fhouid enter, if your trade be to her. OL I prethce tell me what thou thinkft of me
Stay : ?
Vio. I am bound to your Ncece fir, I meane fhc is the Vio. That you do thinke you arc not what you are.
liftofmy voyage. Ol. If I thinke fo, I thinke the fame of you.
To Tafteyour legges fir, put them to motion. Vio. T hen thinke you right : I am not what I am.
Vio. My legges do better vnderftand me fir,then I vn- Ol. I would you were, as I would haue you be,
derftand what you meane by bidding me tafte my legs. Vto. it be better Madam, then I am?
Would
To, I meane to go fir, to enter. 1 wifh might, for now I am your foole.
it

Vio. 1 will anfwer you with gacc and entrance, but we Ol. O
what a deale of fcorne, lookes beautiful! ?
arepreuented. In the contempt and anger ofhis lip,
Enter Ohnia and Gentlewoman. , A murdrous guilt fhewes not it felfe more foonc.
Moft excellent accomphfh’d Lady, the heauens raine O- Then loue that would feeme hid : Loues night, is noone.
dour* on you. Cefarto, by the Rofes of the Spring,
And. That youth’s a rare Courtier, raine odours, wel. By maid-hood, honor, truth, and cuery thing,
Vto. My matter hath no voice Lady, but to your owne I loue thee fo, that maugre all thy pride,
Z Nor
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266 Txvdfe Slight, or, Whatyourrill.

my paftion hide
ZQ or wit, nor reafon, can land, let ’emdo wne, go about it. Let there bee gsqullee-
o not extort thy reafons from this claufe. noughin thy inke, though thou write with a Geoie-pen,
For that I woo, thou therefore haft no caufe W no matter : about it.
But rather reafon thus, with rcalon fetccr And. Where fhall I findeyou?
Loue fought, is good but giuen vnfought, is better.
: To. Wec’l call theeattheCubiculo Go. :

Via. By innocence I fweare, and by my youth, Exit Sir Andrew.

I hauc one heart, one bofome, and one truth. Fa. This is adeereManakin to you Sir Toby.
And that no woman has, nor neuer none To. I hauebecne deere to him lad, fome two thoufand
Shall miftris be of it, faue I alone. I
ftrong, or fo.
And fo ddieu good Madam, neuer more. Fa. Wc fhall hauc a rare Letter from him; butyou’Ie
Will I my Mafers tearcs to you deplore. notdeliuer’t.
01. Y et come againc : for thou perhaps mayft moue To. Neuer truft me then: and by all racanesftirrc on
That heart which now abhorres, to like his louc. Exeunt the youth to an anfwer. 1 thinke Oxen and waine-ropes
cannot hale them rogether.For-/Wrav,if he were open’d
and you finde fo much blood in his Liuer, as will clog the
foore of a flea, lie eatc the reft ofth’anatoniy.
Sccena S ecunda. Fab. And his oppofit the youth beares in his vifage no
great prefage of cruelty.

Enter Sir Toby , Sir Andrew, and Fabian, Enter Maria,

And. No faith, lie not ftay a iot longer To. Lookc where theyoungeft Wren of mine comes.
To. Thy reafon deere venom, giue thy reafon. Mar, Ifyou defire the fplcene, and will laughe your
Fab. You muftneedcs yceldc <your reafon. Sit An- feluesinto flitches, follow me ;yond gull Maluoiio is tur-
drew t ned Heathen, a verie Renegatho ; for there is no chriftian
And. Marry I faw your Neece do more fauoiirs to the thatmeanestobclauedby bdeeuing rightly, can euer
Counts Set uing-man, then cuer fhe bellow’d vpon mec beleeUe fuch impoffiblepaflages of groffeneffe. Hee’s in
I faw’t i'ch Orchard. yellow ftockings.
To. Did fhe fee the while, old boy, tell me that. To. And croffe garter’d ?

And. Asplaincasl fee you now. Mar. Moft villanoufly like a Pedant that keepes a
:

Fab. This was a great argument oflouc in her toward Schoole Church I hauedogg’d him like his murthe-
i’th :

you. rer. He docs obey euery point of the Letter that I dropt,
And. S’light ; will you make an Affe o’me. tobetrayhim : He does finite his face into more lynes,
Fab. I will proue it legitimate fir, vpon the Oathcs of then is in the new Mappc* with the augmentation of the
Judgement, and reafon. Indies :
you haue not feene fuch a thing as ns: I can hard-
To. And they haue beetle grand Iurie men,fince before ly forbearehutiingthings at him, I know my Ladic will
Noah was a Saylor. ftrikehim: iflhce doe, hee’l Imile, and take’c for a great
Fab. Shee did (hew fauour to the youth in your fight, fauour.
onely to exafperate you, to awake your dormoufe valour, To. Come bring vs, bring vs where he is.
to put fire in your Heart, and brimftone in your Liuer : Exeunt Cmnea.
you ftiould then haue accofted her, and with fome excel-
lent iefts, fire-new from the mint, you fhould hauc bangd
the youth into dumbenefte this was look'd for at your :

hand, and this was baulkt the double gilt of this oppor-
:
'Scan a Terria *
tunitieyou let time wafh off, and you are now fayld into
the North ofmy Ladies opinion, where you will hang
like an yfickle on a Dutchmans beard, vnlefle you do rc- Enter Sebajtianand Anth onto.
deeme it, by fome laudable attempt, either of valour or
policie. Seb. I would not by my will hive troubled yo u.
tsfnd. And't be any way, muft be with Valour, for
it But fince you make your pleafurc ofyourpaines,
policie I hate : I had as liefebeaBrownift, asa Politi- no further chide you.
I will
cian. Ant. I could not ftay behindeyou : my defire
To. Why then build me thy fortunes vpon the bafis of (More fharpe then filed fteele) did fpurre me forth,
valour. Challenge me the Counts youth to fight withihim And not all loue you (though fo much
to fee
hurt him in eleuen places, my Necce fhall take note of it, As might haue drawnc cne to a longer voyage)
and affure thy felfe, there is no louc-Broker in the world, But iealoufie, what might befall your rraucll,
can more preuaile in mans commendation with woman Being skiilcfieinthefeparts which to a ftrangcr,
:

then report of valour, Vnguided, and vnfriended, often proue

tab. There no wav but this fir Andrew.
is Rough, and vnhofpitable. My willing loue,!
An. Will of you bcare me a challenge to him?
either The rather by thefc arguments offeare
To. Go, write it inamartial hand, be curft and briefe: Set forth in your purfuite.
it is no matter how vvittic, fo it bee eloquent, and full of Seb, My kinde Anthonio ,

inuention taunt hi n with the licenfe of Inke : if thou

: I canno other anfwer make, but thankes,
thou’ft him fome thrice, it fhall not be amifTe, and as ma- And thankes and eu^r oft good turnes.
:

ny Lyes, as will lye in thy fheetc of paper, although the Are fhuffcl’d off with fuch vneurrant pay
flieetc were bigge enough for the bedde of IF'are in Eng- But were my worth, as is my confcience firme,
Y mi
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Twelfe D\(ight, or, Whatjou mlL 2C

You fhould finde better dealing what’s to do r : lfitpleafetheeyeofonc,itiswithmcasthcve o . i

Shall wc gofee the rcliques of this Towne ? Sonnet is Pleafe one, and pleafe all.
:

Ant. T o morrow fir, beft firft go fee your Lodging ? *Why how doeft thou man ?
Seb. I am not weary, and ’tis long to night What is the matter with thee ?
I pray youlet vs fatisfie oar eyes Trial. Not blacke in my mindei, though yellow in my

With the memorials, and the thingsof fame legges : It did come to his hands, and Cbmmaunds fhall
That do renowne this City. be executed, I thinkc we doektibw chcfweecRomane
Ant. Would youl’d pardon me hand.
I do not without danger walke thefe flreetes. Ol. Wilt thou go to bed Maluolio ?
"Mai. To bed/ I fweec heart, and lie come to thee.
1
Once in a fea-fight ’gainft the Count his gallies,

I did fome feruice, of fuch note indeede. Ol. God comfort thee Why doft thou frnile fo, and
:

That were I tane heere, c would fcarfe be anfwer’d.

i kiffe thy hand fo oft l
Seb , Belike you flew great number ofhis people. Mar. How do you Malnolio ?
Ant. Th offence is not offuch a bloody nature. Maluo. Atycurrequefl :

Albeit the quality of the time, and quarrell Yes Nightingales anfvvere Dawes.
Might well haue giuen vs bloody argument : Mar. VvTiy appeare you with this ridiculous bold-
It might haue fince bene anfwer’d in repaying nefle before my Ladv.
What wetookefrom them, which for Traffiques fake Mai. Be not afraid of greatnefle :’cwas well writ.
Moil of our City did. Onely my felfe flood our. Ol. What meanft thou by that tJMaluoliot
For which if I be lapfed in this place Trial. Some are borne great.

I fhall pay dccre. 01. Ha?

Seb. Do not then walke too open. Trial. Some atc'heeue greatnefle.
Ant. Jcdoth not fit me: hold fir, here’s my purfe, Ol. What fayft thou?
In theSouth Suburbes at the Elephant Mai. And fome haue greatnefle thruft vpon them.
Is beft to lodge I will befpeake our cyet.
: Ol. Heauen veflore thee.
Whiles you beguile the time, and feed your knowledge Mai. Remember who commended thy yellow flock •

With viewing of theTownc, there fhall youhaue me. ings.

Seb. Why I yourpurfe? Ol. Thy yellow ftockings f
Ant. Haply your eye fhall light vpon fome toy Mai And wifh’d to fee thee crofle garter’d.
You haue defire to purchafe : 3nd your flore Ol. Crofle garter’d ?

I thinke is not for idle Markets, fir. c Mai. Go too, thou art made,iif thou defir’fl to be fo.
Seb.
For an houre.
He be your purfc-bcarer, and leaue you m Am I made ?
Mil. If not, ler me fee thee a feruant ftil!.-
Ant. T o th’Elcphant. Ol. Why this is vcrieMidfommermadnefle.
ieb.Ido remember. Exeunt.
Enter Seruant.

attend* Sccena Qrnrta.

Enter Ohuia and Maria. ,

Ser,
Orfinos
*
Madame,
is return’d,
your Lady flups pleafure.
Ol. lie come to him.
I
the youngGentleman of the Count
could hardly entreatc him backe he

Good Maria, let this fellow be look d too. Where’s my

:

Cofine Toby, let fome of ray people haue a fpeciall care

Ol. 1 haue fent after him, he fayes hee l come ofhnn, 1 would not haue him mifcariicforthc halfe of
How (hall I him ? Whatbcftow of him ?
feafl my Dowry. exit
For youth is bought more oft, then begg’d, or borrow’d. Mai. Oh ho, do you comenecre me now : noworfe
I fpeakc too loud Where’s Maluolio, he is fad, and ciuill.
: man then fir Toby to lookc to nie. This concurrcs diretfl-
And fuites well for a feruant with my fortunes. lywith the Letter, fhc fends him on ptirpole, that I may
Where is Maluolio ? appeare flubborne to him for flic incites me to that in
:

Mar. He’s comming Madame : the Letter. Caft thy humble floughfayes flic: bcoppo-
But in very ftrange manner. He is fure pofleft Madami fitewith aKinfman, furly with feruants, let thy tongue
Ol. Why what’s the matter, does he raue ? langer with arguments of flatc, put thy felfe into the
Tvlar. No Madam, he does nothing buclmileryour La- tricke of Angularity : and confcquendy letts downe the
dyfhip were bell to haue fome guar J about you, if hec manner how: flew
as a fad face, a reucrend carriage, a
r
come.for fure the man is tainted in’s wits. tongue, in the habiteof fome Sir of note, and lo oorth .
Ol. Go call him hither. I haue lymde her, but it is loues doing, and louc make me

• thankefull. And when fhe went away now, let this Fel-
Enter Trialuolie. low be look’d too Fellow ?notCJMaluoito^ norafter my
;

I am as madde as bee, degree, but Fellow. Why cucry thing adheres togithcr,
Iffadand merry n.adneffeequallbee. that no dramme of a fcruple, no fcruplc of a fcruple, no
How now Maluelto ? obftaelc, no incredulous or vnfafe circumftance What :

Mai. Sweet Lady, ho, ho. can be iaide ? Nothing that can be, can come betweene
Ol. Sroil’ft thou ? I fent for thee vpon a fad occafion. me, and the full profpcifl of my hopes. Well louc, nod,
Mai. Sad Lady, I could be lad : is the doer of this, and he is to be thanked.

This crofle- ga* ternjgjbuc what of that ? Enter Tobj,Fabian a^d Maria. y

Z 2 To.

1 ~
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268 Tivelfe V\(jgbt, or, WbatyouvrilL

7Vo Which W3y isheeinthc nameof fan&ity. if all thee fo,for I willfhno thee uo reafonfor't. (Law j

the diuelsofhell be drawne in little, and Legion himfclfe Fa. A good note, that keepes you from the blow of
j
poffefthim.yec Ilefpeaketohim. To. Thoucomf to the Lady Oliuut,and in my fight fhevfcs
Fab. Hcere he is, heere he is how : ift with you fir ? thee kindly : but thoulyefl in thy throat , that is wot the matter

How ift with you man ? l challenge thee for.

Mai. Go off, I difeard you : let me enioy my priuate: Fa. V ery breefe, and to exceeding good fence-leffe.

oooff. To. I mil way -lay thee going home , where if it be thy chance
D *
Mar. Lo,how hollow the fiend l'peakes within him to kid me.

did not I tell you ? Sir Toby, my Lady prayes you to haue Fa. Good.
a care of him.
To. Thou htlft me like a rogue and a vtllaiue.'
Mai. Ahha,doesfhcfo? Fa. you keepe o’th windie fide of the Lawtgood.
Still |

To. Go coo, go too peace, peace, wee muft deale

:
Tob. Fartheewell. and God haue mercte vpon one of our I

gently with him: Let me alone. How do you Malieoliel foules. He may haue merctc vpon mine, but mi hope is better ,

How lft with you ? What man,defie the diucll : confider, andfo loeke to thy felfe. 7 hy friend as thou vfefl him , £r thy
he’s an enemy to mankinde. fworne cnemie , Andrew Aguc-cheeke.
Mai. Do you know what you fay ? To. If this Letter mout h.m not, his legges cannot
CMar. La you, and you ipeake ill of the diucll, how Ile giu’thim.

he takes it at.heart Pray God he be not bewitch’d. Mar Yon may haue verie fit
. occafionfot’t :he isnpw
Fab. Carry his water to th’tvife woman. in fome commerce with my Ladie , and wiil by and by
Trlar. Marry and it (hall be done to
morrow morning deparc. /

if I hue. My Lady would not loofe him for more then ile To. Go fir tAndrerv fcout mee for him at the corner

fay,
of the Orchard like a bum-Baylie fo looneas cuer thou :

How now miflris ? feeft him, draw, and as thou draw’ft, fweare horrible ; for
Mai.
C comes to pafle oft, that a terrible oath, with a fwagge-
; Mar. Oh Lord.
is not the way : Doc ring accent fharpely twang’d off, giues manhoodemorc
To. Prethce hold thy peace,this
you notfee you moue him? Let me alone with him. approbation, then euerproofe it felfe would haue earn’d
the Fiend him. AVvay.
Fa. No way buc gentle nefle, gently.gently:
isrough,and will not be roughly vs’d. And. Nay letme^Ionefotfwearing. Exit
x

ToT Why how now my bawcock?how doft j chuck ? To. Nowwillnotldehuerhis Letter forthebehaui- :

Mai. Sir.
our of the yong Gentleman, giues him oik to be efi good
To. I biddy, come with me. What man,'tis not for capacity, and breeding: his employment betweene his

orauicy to play at chetne-pit with

fathan Hang him foul Lord and ray Ncecc, confirmes nolefie. Therefore, this
Letter being fo excellently ignorant, will breed no terror
Coliiar. .

Mar. Get him to fay his prayers, good fir Toby gette i i the youth he will findc it comes from a Clodde-peie.
:

him to pray. But fir, I will deliuer his Challenge by word of mouth
fet vpon Ague-cheeke a notable report ofvalor, and driue
Mai. My prayers Mini.
will nothcare of godly- the Gentleman (as 1 know his youth will aptly receiue it)
Mar. No I warrant you, he
into a mefi hideous opinion ofhis rage, skill, furic, and
nefle. „
Go hang your ielues all: you are ydle fhallowc imperuofitie.This will fo fright them both, that they wil
Mai.
things I am not of your element, you fhall knowc more kill one another by the looke, like Cockatrices.
£xit
hcereafter.
Enter Oliuia and ZJ tola.
To. I ft pofsiblc i
Fa. lfthis were plaid vpon a ftage now,
Icouldcon- Tab Heere he comes with your Neece, giue them way
.

he take Icaue, and prefen tly after him.

demne it as an improbable fiction. till

Hu very genius hath taken thei infection of the To. I wilmedicate the while vpon feme horrid meflage
To ’

for a Challenge.
•

dcuiceman'. .

now,leafi the deuice take ayre, I haue laid too muchvntoahart offtone.
Mar. Nay purfuc him Ol.

and taint.
And laid mine honour too vnehary on’t
Why wc fhall make him mad indeede There’s fomethiog inmethatreproucsmyfault:
Fa.
Mar. The houfe will be the quieter. But fuch a head-ftrong potent fault it is.
To. Come, wee’l haue him in a darke
room & bound. That it but mockesreproofe.
the belcefe that he’s mad: we may Vie. With the fame hauiour that your paflion beares,
My Neece is already in

carry thus for our pleafurc, a*id his pennance,til our ve-
it
Gees on my Maftrrs greefes,
ry paftime tyred out of breath,
prompt vs to haue mercy Ol. Heere, weart this Iewell for me, tis my pifture
which time .we wil bring the deuice to the bar Refute it not, it hath no tongue, to vex you
on him : at
And befeech you come againe to morrow.
and crowns thee for a finder of madmen :but fcc,buc fee. I

Enter Sir Andrew. What fhall you aske ofmc that Ile deny,

Fa. More matter for a May morning. That honour (fau’d) may vpon asking giue.
Zho. Nothing but this, your true loue for mymafter.
An. Hecre’s the Challenge, reade n: I warrant there’s
I

Ol. How with mine honor may I giue him that,

vinegar and pepper in’t.
Fab. Iftfo.fawcy?
Which I haue giuen to you.
And. I, ift? I warrant him : do but read, Vto I will acquit you.
Ol. Well, come againe to morrow: far-thec-well,
f To. Giueme.
Youth, whatfoeuer thou art, thou art but 4 feuruy
fellow. A Fiend like thee might beare my foulc to hell.
Good.and valiant. Enter Toby and Fabian.
Fa.
not, nor admire not in thy minde why l doe call To. Gcntloman, God fauc thee,
To. Wonder f

Vio.
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Twelfe Slight, or, Wbatjou will. 269

Via. And you fir. llcgiuehimmy horfe.gray Capilct.
To. That defence thou haft, betakethe coo‘t of what : To. lie make the motion : ft and heerc, make
a goo d
nature the w done him, I knowc not
ongs are thou haft fliew on’t, this (hall end without the perdition of foules,
but thy intercepter full ofdclpight, bloody as the Hun- marry He rideyour horfe as well as 1 ride you.
ter, attends thee at the Orchard end difmount thy tucke, : Enter Fabian and iela. V
j
be yare in thy preparation for thy affaylant is quick, skil- Ihauehis horfu to take rp the quarrell, I haue perfwaded
full.and deadly. him the youths a diuell.
j
Vto. You offtake fir I am furc, no man hath any quar- Fa. He is as horribly conceited of him : and pants., &
tell to me my remembrance is very free and cleere from
: iookes pale, as ifa Bcare were at his heelcs.
any image of offence done to any man. noremcdiefir,hc will fight with you for’s
To. There’s
1

To. You! finde it oiherwife i affure you : therefore, if oath fake

nurriehee hath better bethoughc liimof his
:

you hold your life at any price, betake you to your gard : quarrell, and hee findes that now fcarfe to bee worth tal-
for your oppofitc hath in him what youth, (Length, skill, king of therefore draw for the fupportance of his vovve,
:

and wrath, can fiirnifti man wit'nall. heprorefts he will not hurt you.
Vio. I pray you fir what is he? Vio. Pray God deiend me : a little thing would make
.To. knight dubb’d with vnhatch’d Rs pier, and
He is me tell them how much I lacke of a man.
on carpet consideration, but he is a diuell in priuate brail, Fab. Giue ground ifyou lee him furious.
foules and bodies hath he diuorc’d three, and his incenfc- To. Come fir Andrew, there’s no remedie,
the Gen-
mentatthis moment is fo implacable, that fatista&ion tleman will for his honors lake haue one bowt with you:
can be none, but by pangs of death and fepulcher: Hob, he cannot by the Duello auoide it but hee has promifed :

nob, is his word :

giu’t ortake’e. rr c, as he is a Gentleman and a Soldionr, he will not hurt
'
Via. I will returne againe into the houfe, and defire you. Come on, too’t.
fome conduit ofthc Lady. I am no fighter, lhaue heard And. Pray God he keepe his oath.
offome kindeof men, that put quarrells purpofclyono- Enter Antonio.
thers, to tafte their valour belike ijiisisaman of that
: do affure you tis againft my will.
Vio. I
quirkc. Ant. Put vp your fword if thisyong Gentleman :

To- Sir.no this indignation deriues it felfc out of a ve- Haue done offence,] take the f ult on me ;
ry computent iniurie, therefore get you on, and giuc him Ifyou offend him, I for him defieyou.
hisdefire, Backcyou fhallnotto the houle, vnleffcyou To. You fir ? Why, what arc you ?
vndertakethat with me, which with as much iafetie you Ant. One fir, that for his loue dares yet do more
might anfwer him therefore on, orftrippe your fword
: Then you haue heard him br3g to you he will.
ftarkc naked for meddle yon muft that’s certain, or for-
: To. Nay, ifyou be an vndertaker,! am for you,
fweare to weare iron about you. EnterOjftccrs.
Vto. This is as vnciuill as ftrange. Ihefeec’iyomdoe Tab. O good fir Toby hold: heere come the Officers!
me this courteous office, as to know of the Knighc what To. He be with you anon.
mv offence to him is it is fomeching of my negligence,
: Vio
P'-ay fir, put your fword vp ifyou pleafe.

nothing of my purpofe. And. Marry will I fir and for that! promis’d you lie :

To. / will doe fo. Signiour Fabian, ftay you by this be 3 $ good as my word. Hee will bcare you eafily, and
Gentleman, till my returne. Exit Toby. raines well.
Vto. Pray you fir, do you know of this matter? 1 .
Of. This is the man, do thy Office.
Tab. I k row the knight is incenftagainft you, euen to 2 Of. Antbonio , I arreft thee at chc fuit of Count Orfmo
amortallarbitrcmcnr, but nothmgof the circumftance . An. You domiftakemc fir.

more. 1 .Off. No fir, no iot I know your fauour well :

Vie. I befeech you what manner of man is he ? Though now you haue no fea-cap on your head :

Nothing of that wondcrfull promilc to read him

Tab. Take him away, he knowes I know him well.
by his forme, as you are like co finde him in the proofc of Ait. Imuftobcy, This comes with fecking you:
his valour. He is indeede fir. the moft skilfuil, blcudy,^ But there’s no remedic, I (hall anfwer it
fatall oppofite that you could polsibly haue found in ame W hat will you do now my ncceffitie :

part of Illyria twill you walks to wards him, I will make Makes me to aske you for my purfe. It grecues mee
yourpeace with him, ifl can. Much more, fot what I cannot do for you,
Vie. I' fhall bee much bound to you for’t: I am one, T hen what befals my fclfe you tiand amaz’d. :

that bid rather go with fir Prieft, then fir knight : I care But be of comfort.
not who knowes fo much of my mettle. Exeunt. 2 Off. Come fir away.
Enter Toby and Andrew. Ant. I muft entreat of you fome ofthat money.
To. Why man hce s a vcric diuell ' 1 haue not feen fnch Vio- . What money fir ?
afirago : 1 had a paffe with him, rapier, fcabbercl,and all : For the fayre kindneffe you haue fhew’d me heere.
and he giues me the ftucke in with fuch a mortall motion And part being prompted by your prefent trouble.
that it is ineuitable and on the anfwer, he payes you as
: Our of my leanc and low ability
furely, as your fectc hits the ground they ftep on. They lie lend you fonaeihitig my hauing is not much^ :

fay, he has bin Fencer to the Sophy. lie make diuifion of my prclcnt with you :i
And. Pox on’tftlenoc meddle with him. Hold, there’s halfe my Coffer.
To. I but he will not now be pacified^ < Ant. W>11 you deny me now,
Fabian can fcarlc hold him yonder. Ift poffible that my deferts to you
An. Plague on’t, and 1 thought hchadbecne valiant, Can l<acke perlwafion. Do not tempt my milcty, \

and fo cunning in Fence, I’de haue fccne him damn'd ere I eaft that it make me fo vnfound a man
I’dchaue challeng'd him. Let him let the matter flip, and As to vpbraid you with thofe kindneffes
X 1 That
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2 JO Tuelfe Sfiglit,or, IVhatymvnll.

'

'hatlhauc done Tor you. ly I am affraid this great lubber the World will prone a
:

fte. -I know of none. Cockney I prethee now vngwd thy ftrangencs, and tell
:

Nor know I you by voyce, or any feature : me wha: I (hall vent to mjrJLady ? Shall 1 vent to hir that
I hate ingratitude more in a man. thou art comming?
Then lying, vainneffc', bablmg drunkennelfc. Self, I prethee foolifh greeke depart from me, there’s
Or any taint of vice, whofe (hong-corruption money for thee, if you tarry longer, Ifihall giue worie
•Inhabites ourfraiie blood. paiment.
Ant. Qh heauens themfelues. Clo. By my troth thou haft an open hapd:thefe Wife-

j: 2 Off.
. Come fir, pray you go.
I men that giue fooles money, get themfetAs a good re-
Ant. Let me fpeake a little. This youth that you. fee port, after foureccenc yeares purchafe.
TfniEch’donebal&'Outaf the iawesof death, (hcere,

'Releeu’d him with fuch fanthtie ofioue; Enter Andrew, Toby, and Fabian.
And to his image, which me thought did promiic
, And. Now fir, haue I met you again ther’s for you, :

"Moft venerable w<arth,did 1 dcuotion. Scb. Why there’s for thee, and there,and there.
»
i. Off. What's that to vs, the time
goes by Away, : Are all the people mad ?
ji Ant. But oh„how vi'.ie an idoll tvrouesHus God : To Hold fir, orHe throw your dagger ore the houfe.
Thou haft Seb.flim done good feature, fhame, Clo. This will I cell my Lady ftraight,! would not be
hi.Nature, fret's bo blemift) but the rrtindc * : in fomeofyour coats for twopence, [>yi f#-

None can be call'd deform’d, bat the vnkinde. , To. Come on fir, hold.
Vettue is beauty, but the beauteous euill An. Nay let him alone, lie go another way to worke
Ar.e empty' trunkes, ore-fiourifh’d by the deuill. with him: I!e haue an adlion of Battery againft him, if
i.Ojf Theman gtowes mad, away with him : there beany law in Illyria ".though 1 ftroke him firft, yet
Come, come fir. it’s no matter for that.

Ant. Lcademeon. tv Cxit Seb. Let go thy hand.

Vio. Me thirtkes his words do from fuch pafsionflye To, Come fir, 1 will not let you go. Comemy^yong
That hcbeiceues himfeife, fo do not I fouldier put vp your yron you are well ftefti’d :Come :

Proue trueircugination, oh proue true, on.

That I deere brother, be now tane for you.- Seb. I What wouldfty now?
will be free fiom thee.
To. Come hither Knight, come hither Fabian : Wecl If thou dar’ft tempt me
draw thy fword. further,
whifper ore a coupiec or two ofm oft fage fawes. To. What, what ? Nay then I muft haue an Ounce or
Vto, He nam’d Scbaftian : I my brother know two of this malapert blood from you.
Yet lining inmy glaffe cuen fuch, and fo
: Enter CltHta.
In fauour was my Brother, and he w'ent 01. Hold Toby , on thy life I charge thee hold.
Still in tni* fa (In on, colour, ornament, To. Madam.
For him I imitate : Ohifit proue, 01. Will it be euer thus i Vngracious wretch.
Tempefts are kindc, and fait wanes frefh in loue. Fit for the Mount 2 :nes,and the barbarous Caucs,
To. A very diflioneft paltry boy, and more a coward Where manners nere were preach’d :outofsny fight.
then a Hare, his difhonefty nppearcs, in leaning his frend Be not offended, deere Cefario
heere in nccefiity, and denying him.- and for bis coward- Rudesbey be gone. I prethee gentle friend,
fhipaske Fabian. Let rhyr fayre wifedome, net thy palsion fway
fab. A Coward, a moft deuout Coward, religious in In this vnciuill, and vniuft extenc
j

it. Againft thy peace. Go with me to my houfe.

And, Slid lie after him againe, and beate him. And heare thou chcie how many fruitldTe prankes
To. Do,cuffe him foundly, but neuer draw thy fword This Ruffian hath botch’d vp, that thou thereby
And, And 1 do not. May ft (mile at this :Thou fhalt not choofcbut goc
Tab. Come, let’s fee the euenr. Do not denie, befhrew his foulc for mee,
To. I dare lay any money, twill be nothing yec. Exit He flatted one poore heart of mine, in thee.
Seb. W hat rellifh is in this ? How runs the fireame ?
Or I am mad, or elfe this is a dreame
Let fancie ftill my fenfc in Lethe fteepe.
(tAiius Qrnrtus^ Scana prima. If it be thus to dreame, (till let meftcepe.
O/.Nay comeIprethee,''vou ld thoud’ft be rul’d by me
Seb. Madam, I will.
v Enter Sebaflian and (Slovene. 01. O lay fo, and fo be. Exeunt

Clo. Will you make me beleeue,that I am not feat for

you? \
Seb.
:
-Go t-bo, go too, thou art a foohfli fellow,
Sccena Secunda.
Let me be deere of thee.
( to, No, I do not know you,
\\ ;11 held our yfaith :

nor I am not fe'nt to you by my Lady, to bid you come

Enter Maria and Clovrne.
fpeake with her : nor your name is not Mafter Cefario , N >

nor this is not my nofe neyther Nothing that is fo,is fo. : Mar. Nay, I prethee put on this gown, & this beard,
j
Seb. 1 pjethee vent thy folly l'ome-where clfe, thou make him beleeuc thou art fir Topat the Curate, doe it
know’ftnbrmc. l quickly. 1 le call fir Toby che whilft.
Well, He put it on, and I will diflemble my fdfc
j

i Clo. Vent n:y folly Ht has hcord that Word of feme

: Clo.

gre.'uC man, and now applyes it

to a fooie. Vent my fcl- in’t,andl would I were the firft that euer diftepibled in
j
fuch
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T'Snelfe ZA( igbt, or, Whatyou gill. 2'*i

in fuch agownc. I am not tall enough to become the Clo. Hey Robin, icily Robin, tell me how thy Lady
fun&ion well, nor leane enough' to bee thought a good
does.
Foole.
Studient but to be laid an ho.neft man and a good
:
houf- Trial.

keeper goes as fairely ,

as to fay, a carcfull man, & a great Q.o. My Lady is vnkind,pmfc?.
Trial. Foole.
fcholler. The Competitors enter.
Enter Toby. Clo. Alas why is fire fo ?

Mai. Foole,I fay.

To. IoueblelFe thee M. Parfon.
Prags She loues another. Whocaxles, ha?
Clo.
Clo 'Bows dies fir Toby for as the old her’rni of
t
.

thatneuer fa* pen and inke, very wittily fayd to a Ncece Good foole, as euer thou wilt deferue well at
Trial.

M-Parlon, my hand,he!peme to a Candle, andpcn,inke,and paper

of King Cjorbod.scke, that elm is, is fo I being :

what is that, but that ? and is, but is ?

as I am a Gentleman, I will line to bee thankefu!! to thee
am M- Parfon ; for.
for’t,
To. To him fir 7 op'as .

Clo. M. c.Malttolto ?
Clow. Wharhoa, 1 lay, Peaccin this pri
on.'
good knauc. dial. I good Foole.
To. Thcknaue countcrfcts well a :

Malaciio within. Q o. Alas fir, how you befides your Hue witts ?
fell

TAall. Foole,. there was neuer man fo ndtoriouflie a~

Trial. Who cals there?
the Curate, who corr.cs to vifit MTito- bus’d : I am as well in my wits (foole) as thou art.
Clo. Sit Top is
Clo. But as well : then you arc mad indecde,ifyou be
/zothe Lunaticke.
Mai. Six Top as, bxTcpas, good fit Trp.is gee to nry no better in your wits then a toole.
Mai. They haueheere propertied me keepe mecin :

Ladie. ,.
how vexeft thou mis darkeneffe, fend M'rniftersto me, Afies, and doe all they
C!o. Oct hypetbolicall fiend,
can to face me out ot my wits.
man? Talked thou nothing but of ladies?
Adurfe you whatyou lay : the Minifter is heere.
Clo.
Tcb. Well faidM- Parfon.
good (JMaltiolto Mahiolio. t’ny wittes theheauensreftore en-
MaI. Sir Tcpas, neuer was man thus wronged,
:
,

am mad. they hauc layde tnee deauout thy felfe to fleepc, andleaiie thy vaine babble
fir Top as do not thinkcl :

babble.
heere in hideous'darknefle.
I call tnee by the Mol. Sir Topas.
Clo. Fye, thou difhoneft fathan :

am one of thofe gentle ones, Clo. Maintame no Words with him good fellow.
rnoft modeft termes, for I
thou Who I fir, not I fir. God buy you good fir Topas Mar- :
that will vfe the diuei! himfetfe with cuttefie lay ft
:

davke? ry Amen. I will fir, I will.

that houfc is
Mai. Foole, foole, foole I fay.
dial. As hell fir Topas. <

Windowcs tranfparant as bari-

>

Ch. Alas be patient. What fay you fir, I am (Lent

Clo. Why it hath bay
fir

toward the South nortb,are •forfpeakingtoyoti.

cadoes, and the cleere ftores
Ebony ivnd yet complained thou of ob-
“ Mai. Good.foole, helpe rte to Come light, and fome
as luftrous as :

pap&r, I tell thee I am as well in my wittes, as any man in

ftru&ipn? . .

am mad Topas, I fay to you this heuie is Illy ria.

MaI. I not fir
Wcll-a-day, that you wnere fir.
Clo.
darkc,
Mai. By this hand I am good fooly, feme iiike,pa-
. .

Clo. Madman thou evreft I : lay there is no darknelte •,

the per/nnd light : and ccmrey what I will ffit downe to my

but mnorance^in which thou art more puzcl d then
Lady it Hull aduancage thee more, then eucr the bea-
/Egyptians in their fogge.
:

ring of Letter did.

MaI. i fay this houfe is as darkens Ignorance, toogli
help you too’c. But te! rnetrue, are you not
Ionorancewcreasdarkeashcll; and I fay there was ne- do. I will

mad indeed, or do you but counteifcit.

uer mar. thus abus’d, I am no moremadde
theiiyou are
ofitin any conftant queftion. Mai. Beleeue me lam not, I tell thee true.
make the triall
What is the opinion of .concerning f/e.Nay, llenerebeleeuea madman til! I fee his brains
Clo.
I will fetch you light, and paper, and tnke.
Wilde-fowle ?.
of our grandam, might happily .Mai. Focle, Tic requite it in the hight ft degree :
MaI. That the foule
-'*

inhabitea bird.
I prethee be gone. .

? Clo. I am gone fir, 3 nd anon fir,

Clo. What thinkft thou of his opinion
ho vvay aprouc lie bavvith you againe
Trial. I thinkc nobly of the foule,and
In a trice, like to the olq vice,
his opinion.
darkenciTc, your ncede to foftaine.
Clo. Fare th£e~well iemaine thou ftill in :

of Pythagoras, ere will allow Who with daggewf lath, in his r3gj: and his wrath,
thou (halt hold .th’opimon I

dil- cries ah ha, fdtlieaiudlt

of thy wits, and fcare to kill a,W oodcockc, left tholl
Fare thee well. Like a rrtad lad, paire thy nryles dad.
poffefTethe foulcofthy grandam.
Adieu good man tfiOcll Exit
CJMal. S ir Topas , fir Top.is
Tob. Mymoftexquifite fir Topas.
Clo. Nay I am for all waters.
Mar. Thou mightftharie done without thy herd
this
Secena Tertia .
and gowne, he fees thee not.

To. To him owne voyce, and wing me word

in thine

how thou findft J would we were wdVtiddc of this

him :
•'
would i Enter Sebaftian.
knauery. If he. may bcecomicfitemly 'defiuet’d, 1
am now (o'farre in offence with my Nicct, This is the ayre, that is the glorious Sunne,
he were, for J
Thispeatle flie gaue me, 1 do feel'c, and l.cc’t.
that I cannorpiitfue with any fafety this fpottthc vppe-
(hot.Come by and by to my Chamber. Exit And though tis wonder that enwraps me thus,
Yet
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2 72 Twelfe Bright, or. Whatyou will.

Yet ’tis not madneffe. Where’s Anthonio then, Dtt. Why this excellent. is

Icould not finde him at the Elephant, Clo. By my troth fir, no : though it pleafe you to be
Yet there he was, a nd there I found this credite. one of my friends.
That he did range the towne to feeke me out. Dm. Thou (halt not be the worfe for me, there’s gold.
His councellnow might do me golden fcruice. Clo. But that itwould be double dealing fir, I would
For though foule difputes well with my fence,
my you could make it another.
That thisbe fome error.but no madneffe.
may Du. O you giue me ill counfell.
Yet doth this accident and flood of Fortune, Clo. Put your grace in your pocket fir, for this once,

So farre exceed all inftan.ee, all difeourfe. i

and let your flefh and blood obey it.
That I am readie mine eyes.
to diftruft Du. Well, I will be fo much a finner to be a double
And wrangle, with my reafon that peifwadcsmc
!

dealer : there's another. •'

To any other truft, but that I am mad. Clo. Prime .fecundo , tertio , is a good play, and the olde
Or elle the Ladies mad; yet if 'twere fo. faying is, the third payes for all ; the triplex fir, is a good
She could not fway her houfe, command her followers. tripping meafure, or the belles of fir, may put
Take, and giue backc affayres, and their difpatch. you in minde, one, two, three.
With fuch a fmooth, difcrcec, and flablcbearing Du. You can foole no more money out of mee at this
As I perceiue fhe do’s : there’s fomething in’t throw: ifyou willlecyour Lady know I am here to fpcak
That is deceiueable. But heerc the Lady comes. with her, and bring her along with you, it may awake my
bounty further.
Enter Oliuia, and Priefi. Clo. Marry fir, lullaby to your bountie till I come a.
01. Blame not this halts of mine if you meanc well : gen. I go fir, but I would not hauc you to thinke, that
Now go with me, and with this holy man my defire of hauing is the finne ofcouetoufneffe but as;

Into the Chantry by there before him. : you fay fir, let your bounty take a nappe, 1 will awake it
And vnderneath that confccrated roofe, 1
anon. Exit
Plightme the full affurance of your faith.
That my moft iealious, and too doubtfull foule Enter Ar.thsnio and Officers.
May Hue at peace. He flia',1 conceale it. Here comes the man fir, that did refeuemee.
Vie.
Whiles you are willing it fliail come to note, Du. That face of his I do remember well,
What time we will our celebration keepe yet when 1 faw it laft, it was bcfme3r’d
According to my birth, what do you fay ? Asblackc as Vulcan, inthe fmoakc ofwarre:
Seb. lie follow this good man, and go with you. Abawbling Veflell was he Captaineof,
And hauing fvvorne truth.eucr will be true. f or (hallow draught and buike ynprizable,
0/. Then lead the way good father,^ heauens fofl-ine, With which fuch fcathfull grapple did he make,
That they may faircly note this adlcofm ne. Exeunt, l With the mofi noble bottome of our-Flecte,
Emu elm Quanta. A ! That very enuy, and the tongue oi Ioffe
Cride fame and honor on him: What’s the matter?
|

1 Offii. Orfmo, this is that Anthonio

That tooke the Phoenix, and her fraught from Canij,
qJ Bus Quintus. Sccna Trim a. And this is he that did the Tiger boord,
When your yong Nephew Titus loft his Icggc
Hecre in the ftreets, defperate of fhame and If ate.

In priuate brabble did we apprehend him.

\ Enter Clorvne and Fabian. Vw. He did me kindneffe fir, drew on my fide.
Tab. Now r
as thou lou’lt me, let mefee his Letter. But in conclufion put ftrange fpeech vpon me,
•
Clo. Good lA.Fabian, grant me another requeft. I know not what’twas, but diftraiftion.
Fab % Anything.' D«. Notable Pyrate, thou fslc-water Theefe,
Clo. Do not defirc to fee this Letter. What foolifh boldnefle brought thee to their mercies.
tab. This is to giue a dogge.and in recompence defire Whom thou in termes fo bloudie, and fo deere
my dogge againe. Haft made thine enemies ?
Ant. Orfmo Noble fir.
Enter Duke, Viola, ffiurie, and Lords. Be pleas’d that I (hake off thefe names you giue mee ;

Duke- Belong you to the Lady Oltuta, friends/ Anthonie ncuer yet was Thecfc, or Pyrate,
Clo. I.flr, v.e are fome ofher trappings. Though I confcffe, on bale and ground enough
Duke. I know thee well : how doeft thou my good Orfno's enemie. A witchcraft drew me hither
Fellow ? That moft ingratefull boy there by your fide.
Clo. Truely flr, the better for my foes, andtheworfe From the rude feas enrag'd and loamy mouth
for my friends j Did I rctleemc : a wracke paft hope he was
Da. Tnft the contrary the better for thy friends.
; His gaue him, and did thereto -adde
life I

ffilo.
No fir, the worfe. My loue without retention, pr reftraint.
Dtt. How can that be? All his in dedication. For his fake,*
Clo. Marry fir, they praife me, and make an affe of me, Did 1 expole my felfe (pure for his loue)
now my foes tell me plainly, I am an Affe : fo that by my Into the danger of this aduerfe ToWne,
foes fir, I profit in the knowledge of my felfe, and by rr.y Drew to defend him, when he was befee
friends I am abufed : fo that conclufions to be as kifles, if Where being apprehended, his falfc cunning
.your fourc negatiuesmake your two affirm atiues , wliy (Not meaning to partake with mein danger)
then the wot lefor my friends, and the better for my foes. Taught him to face me out ofhis acquaintance,
J An d[
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Tvpelfe Slight, or, Whatjou will.

275
And grew a twentic yeeres remoued thing That makes thee ftrangle thy propriety :

While one would winke denide me mine owne: purle. Fearc not Cefario , take thy fortunes vp.
Which I had recommended to his vie. Be that thou know’ll thou art, and then thou art
Not halfe an houre before. As great as that thou fear’d.
Fie. How C3n this be ? Enter Prteft.
Du. When came he to this Towne ? 0 welcome Father
tsitit. To day my Lord rand for three months before, Father, I charge thee by thy reference

No intrim, not a minutes vacaneic. Heere to vufold, though lately wc intended

Both day and night did we keepe companie. T o keepe in darkendlc, what occafion now
inter Oltutu and attendants. Reueaie? before 'tisripe whar thou doll know :

Du. Heere comes the Countcll'e, now licaucn walkes Hath newly paft, betweenc this youth, and me.
on earth Priefi. A Contra# of eternal! bond ofloue,
But for thee fellow, fellow thy words arc madnclle. Confiimd bymutuall ioynder of your hands,
Three monthes this youth hath tended vpon mee, Attelled by the holy clofe of Jippes,
Butmoreofthatanon. Take him alide. Strengthned by enterchangcment of your rings,
01. What would my Lord, but that he may not haue. And all the Cercmonie of ibis compa#
Wherein Oliuiaotey feefneferuiceablej' Seal’d in my fun#ion, by my cefiimony
you do not keepe promife with me.
Cefario , Since when, my watch hath told me, toward my graue
Fio. Madam: 1 haue trauail d but two houres.
Du. Gracious Oliu/p, Dtt. O
thou diffembling Cub :what wilt thou be
01. What doyou iav Cefario} GoodmyLord. W hen time hath low’d a grizzle on thy cafe?
Vio. My Lor.d would%C3ke,my dutiehullies me. Or will not elfe thy craft lo quickely grow.
01. if it be ought to the old tune my Lord, That thine owne trip fhall be thine ouerthrovv :

It is as fat and fullome to mine eare Farewell, and takeher,but dire# thy feete.
As howling after Muficke. Where thou, and I (henceforth) may neucr meet;
Du, Still fo cruell? Vio. My Lord, I do proteli.
01. Still fo conflant Lord. Ol. O do not fweare,
Du. What to peruerfenefie i you vnciuill Lathe Hold little faith, though thou had too much fcare.
To whofe ingrate, and vnaufpicious Altars
"

My foule the taithfall’ft oftrings haue breath'd out ‘"NfiP Enter Sir Andrew.

That ere deuotion tender’d. What fhall do ? 1 And. Forthe lone of God a Surgeon, fend one pie-
01 Euen what it pleafemy Lord, that fhal becom him fently to fir Toty.
Du, Why fiiould I not, (had I the heart to do it) What’s the matter?^
Ol.
Like to th’Egyptian theefe, at point of death And. H as broke my head a-crofle, and has giuen Sir
Killwhatlloue :(afauage iealoufie. Toby a bloody Coxcombe too for the loue of God your :

That fometime fauours nobly) but heare me this helpe, I had rather then forty pound I were at home.
Since you to non-regardance call my faith. Ol. Who has done this fir Andrew ?
And that I partly know the inftrument And. The Counts Gentleman, one Cefario: we tooke
That ferewes me from my true place in your fauour : him for a Coward, but hee’sthe verie diuell. incar dinatc.
Liue you the Marble brelled Tirant ftill. Du. My Gentleman Cefirio ?
Bur this your Minion, whom I know you loue. And. Odd s lifelings heere he is you broke my head :

And whom, by heauenl fvveare, I tender deercly. for nothing, and that that 1 did, I was fet on to do’t by fir
Him will i tcare out ofthat cruell eye, Toby.
Where he fits crowned in his mailers fpighr. Fto. Why do you fpeake to me, I neuer hurt you
Come boy with me, my thoughts are ripe in mifehiefe you drew your fword vpon me without caufe,t
He facrificc the Lambe that I do loue, But I befpake you faire, and hurt you not.
T o fpight a Raucns heart within a Doue.
Vw. And I mod iocund, apt, and willinglie, Enter Tcby and Clowne.
To do you reft, a thoufand deaths would dye, And. bloody coxcombe be a hurt, you haue hurt
If a
01. Where goes f'efarto i me I thinke you fet nothing by a bloody Coxecombe.
:

Fto. After him I loue. Heere comes fir Toby halcing, you fhall heare more: but if
More then I loue thefe eyes, more then my life. he had not beencin drinke, hee would hauetickel’d you
More by all mores, then ere I fhall loue wife. other gates then he did.
Ifl do feigne. you witnefles aboue Du. How now Gentleman?how ill with you ?
tHinifh my life, for tainting of my loue. To- T hat’s all one, has hurt me, and there s th’end on’t:
O', Aye me decefled, how am I beguil’d ? Sot,didft fee Dicke Surgeon, fot ?

Z^<».Who<loes beguilcyou? who docs doyou wrong? Clo. O he

drunkc fir Toby an houreagone : hiscycs
s

OL. Hafl theu forgot thy felfe i Is it fo long? were let at eight i th morning.
Call forth the holy Father, To. Then he’s a Rogue, and a pally meafurespanyn : 1
Du. Come, away. hate a drunken rogue.
Ol. Whether my Lord ? Cefario , Husband, flay, Ol, Away with him ? Who hath made this hauocke
Du. Husband ? with them ?
OL I Husband. Can he that deny?) And. lie helpe you fir Tobj } becaufe we’ll be dreft to-
D«. Her husband, firrah ? gether.
Vio. No my Lord, not I. To. Will you helpe an Afle-head, and a coxcombe,
Ol. Alas, it is the bafenefle of thy fcare, a knaue : a thin fac’d knaue, a gull ?

Ol.
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Twelfe Jftight, or, Whatyou still.
Ol. Get him to bed, and let his hurt be look’d too. As doth that Orbed Continent, the fire,
Enter Sebaftian. QM e Thac feuers day ftom night.
Seif. I am forry Madam I haue hurt your kinfman: Du. Giuemethy hand,
But had it beenc the brother of my blood, And me fee thee in thy womans weedes.
let

I muft: haue done no lefie with wit and fafety. Vio. The Captainc that did bring me firft on fhore
You throw a ftrangeregard vpon me, and by that Hath my Maidcs garments ; he vpon fome A<5lion
I do perceiue it hath offended you : Is now in durance, at Maletolto's fuite,
Pardon me (iweet one) euen for the vowes A Gentleman, and follower of toy Ladies.
We made each other, but fo late ago. He {hall inlarge him fctchXMa/uolio
Ol. ;
hither.
Du. One face, one voice, one habit,and two perfons, And yet alas, now I remember roe,
A nacurall Perfpe&iuc, that is, and is not. They fay poore Gentleman, he’s much diftradl.
Seb. Anthonio O
my deere Anthonio , Enter Clesvne rvttb a Letter, and Fabtan.
Howbaue the houres rack'd, and tortur’d me, A moft extrafling frenlie of mine owne
Since I haue loft thee ? From my remembrance, clearly banifhc his.
Ant. Sebaftian are you ? How does he ftirah ?
Seb. Fear’ft thou that Anthonto ? C/.Truely Madam, he holds BeUebub at the ftaucs end as
Ant How haue you made diuifion of your felfe. well as a man in his cafe may do: hasheere writ a letter to
An apple cleft in two, is not more twin you, I fhould haue giuen’e you to day morning. But
as a
Then thefc two creatures. Which is Sebafttan ? madmans Epiftlcs are no Gofpels, fo it skilles not much
k
Ol. Moft wonderfull. when they are deliuer’d.
Seb. Do I (land there ? I neuer had a brother Ol. Open‘r,ar.dreadit.
Nor can there be that Deity in my nature Clo . Looke then to be well edified, when the Foolc
Of heere,and cuery where. I had a fitter. ddiucrs the Madman. By the Lord Madam.
Whom the blinde wanes and furges haue deuour'd Ol. How now, arc thou mad?
Of charity, what kinne ate you to me l Clo. No Madam, I do butreade madnefle : and your
What Councrey man? What name? What Parentage? Ladyfliip will haue it as it ought to bee, you muft allow
Via. Of Tfleffaline Sebaftian was my Father,
: Vox.
Such a Sebafttan was my brother too : Ol, Prethee rcadei’ihy right wits.
So went he fuited to his watery tombe CU. So I do Madona but : to rcade his right wits,is to
If ipirits can aft’ume both forme and fuite. reade thus : therefore, perpend roy Princeflc, and giue
You come to fright vs. eare.
Seb. A fpirit I am indeed, Ol. Read ityou,firrah.
But am in that dimenfion groflely clad/ Tab. Beads, By the Lord Madam, you wrong me,anc
Which from the wombe did participate. i the world {hall know it Though you haue
: put mec into
[
Were you a woman, as the reft goes euen, k darkenefle, and giuen your drunken Cofine rule ouer me,
I fhould my teares let fall vpon your chceke, yet haue I the benefit of my fenfes as well as your Ladie-
And fay, thrice welcome drow neil VtoU. fhip. I haue your owne letter, that induced roee to the
Vio. My father had a moalc vpon his brow. femblance I put on ; with the which I doubt not, but to
Seb. And fo had mine. do my
felfe much right, or you much fhame: thinke of

Vio. And dide that day when VtoU from her birth me you plcafe. I leaue my duty a little vnthoughc of,
3s
Had numbred thirtceneyeares. and fpeake out of my iniury The madly vs’d Maluolio. .

Stb. O that record isltuely in my foule, Ol. Did he write this s’

Hefinilhed indeed his mortali a tic Clo. I Madame.

That day that made my litter thirteene yeares. Du. This fauours not much of diflfrailion.
Vio. Jfnothing lets to make vs happie both, Ol. See him deliuer’d Fabtan, bring him hither:
But this my mafeuline vfurp’d attyie : My Lord, fo pleafeyou, thel'e things further thought on.
Do not embrace me, till each circumftance, To thinke me as well a fifter,as a wife.
Of place, time, fortune, do co-here and lumpc One day {hill crowne th’alliance on’t, fo plcafc you, '

That I am Viola, which to confirme, Heere at my houfe, and at my proper cofl.

He bring you to a Captainc in thisTowne, Du. Madam, I am moft ape e’embrace your offer
Where lye my maiden weeds by whofe gentle helpe, : Your Matter quits you and for your feriiicc done him.
:

T waspreferu’d to ferue this Noble Count: So much againft the mettle of your fex.
All the occurrence of my fortune fincc So farre beneathyour fofeand tender breeding.
Hath beene betweene this Lady, and this Lord, And fince you call’d me Mafter, for fo long
Seb. So comes it Lady,you haue beenc miftooke: Heere is my hand,you {hall from this time bee
But Nature to her bias drew in that. your Matters Miftris.
You would haue bin controlled to a Maid, Ol. A fifter, you are fhe.
Nor are yoii therein (by my life) dcceiu’d. Enter Maluolto.
You are betroth’d both to a maid and man. Du, Madman ?
Is this the
Du. Be not amaz’d, right noble blood is his i Ol. my L ord, this fame How now Maluolio ?
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If thisbcfo,a$yetthegla{fefeernestme, cJMal. Madam, you haue done me wrong,

I {hall haue fharc in this moft happy wracke, Notorious wrong,
Roy, thou haft laide tome a thouland times. Ol. Haue I Maluolto) No,
Thou neuer (hould’ft loue woman like to me. tTVlal. Lady you haue, pray you perufc that Letter,
Vio. And all thofc fayings, will I ouer fweare. You muft not now denic iris your hand,
And all thofe fwearings keepe as true in foule. Write from it if you can,in hand,or phra(c,i
Or

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Orfay,tis not your feale, not your inuention i all one : By the Lord Foole, I am not mad ; but do you re-
You can fay none of this. Well, grant it then. member, Madam, why laugh you at fuch a barren rafeali,
And tell me in the modeftie of honor. and you fmile not he’s gag’d : and thus the whirlegigge
Why you haue giuen me fuch cleare lights offauour. of time, brings in his reuenges.
Bad me come frniling, and croffe-garter’d to you. Mai. lie be reueng’d on the whole packe ofyou ?
To put on yellow ftor kings, and to fro wne Ol. He hath bene moft notorioufly abus’d.
Vpon fir and the lighter people : Du. Purfue him, and entreate him to a peace :

And a&ingthis in an obedient hope. He hath not told vs of the Captaine yet.
Why haue you fuffer’d me to be imprifon’d, When that is knowne, and golden time conucnts
Keptinadarkchoufe,vifued by thePrieft, A folemne Combination (hall be made
And made the moft notorious gecke and gull, Of our deere foules. Meane time fweet filler.
t
That ere inuention plaid on ? Tell me why ? We will not part from hence. Cefario come
01, Alas Maluolio, this is not my writing. (For foyou fhall be while you are a man:)
Though I confcflc much like the Charradkr But when in other habites you are fecne.
Butoutofqueftion, tis (^Marias hand. Orfno's Miftris, and his fancies Queene, Exeunt
And now I do bethinke me, it was fhee
Firft told me thou waft mad ; then cam’ft in fmiling. (jlorvne fvgs.

And in fuch formes, which heere were prefuppos’d ’ When that I was and a little tine boy ,

Vpon thee in the Letter prethee be contenr,

:
with hey , ho, the winde and the raine .*

This pradtice hath moft flirewdly paft vpon thee •.

A focltfh thing was but a toy

But when we know the grounds, and authors of it. v, for the raine it ratneth eucry day.
Thou fhakbeboth the Plaintiftc and theludge
Of thine ownc caufe. But when I came to mans efhite,
fab. Good Madam heare me fpcake. with hey bo,&c.

And let no quarrell, nor no braule to come. Gainfi Knaues andThceues men fbitt theirgate,
Taint the condition of this prefent hGure, for the raine, eye.
Which I haue wondred at. In hope it (hall not,

Moft freely I confcflc my felfe, and Toby "But when I came alas to wiue,
Set this deuice againft Maluohohecre, with bejr ho.&c.
Vpon fome ftubborne and vncourtcous parts By fw aggertag could I neuer thrift
We had conceiu’d againft him. Maria wrk for the raine ,&c.
The Letter, at fir Tobyes great importance.
In recompence whereof, he hath married her "But when /came vnte my beds
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How with a fportfull malice it was follow’d. With hey bo. eye.

May rather plucke on laughter then reuenge. With tofpottes jlill had drunken header,
If that the iniuries be iuftly weigh’d. for the rainegjye.
That haue on both fides paft.
Ol. Alas poore Foole.how haue they baffcl’d thee t A great while ago the we ldbcgon,r

Cfa. Why fome are borne great, fome atchieue grs 2 t- hej ho, drc.

neffe, and fome haue greatnefle thrownc vpon them . I But that’s all one, our Play is done,
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oyfffus ^Primus. Scoena Trima.

Enter Camitloand Archidamtts. The Shepheards Note,fince we haue left our Throne
Arch. Without a Burthen Time as long againe:
r
you (hall chance(C/iw«.7o)co vifit Bohemia,on Would be fill’d vp(my Brother)wich our Thanks,
the like occafion whereon my feruices arc now And yet we (hould,forperpetuitie,
on-foot, you fhall fee(as I luuc faid)great dif- Goe hence in debt And thercfcre,like a Cypher
;

ference betwixt our Bohemia, and your Stctha. (Yet (landing in rich place) I multiply
Cartt, I thinke, this comming Summer, the King of With one we thanke you, many thousands moe.
Stciha mcanes to pay 'Bohemia the Visitation, which hee That goe before it.
iuftly owes him. Leo. Stay your Thanks a while.
Arch. Wherein our Entertainment (hall fhame vs: we And pay them when you part.
will be iuftified in our Loues for indeed : Pol. Sir, that’s to morrow :

Cam. ’Befeech you Iam queftion’d by my feares,of what may chance.

Areh.Vetely I fpeake it in the freedome of my know- Or breed vpon our sbfence,that may blow
ledge we cannot with fuch magnificence— in fo rare—
: No fneaping Winds at home, to make vs fay.
I know not what to fay— Wee will giue you (leepic This is put forth too truly: btlides, I haue flay’d
Drinkes, that your Sene es (vn-intelligenc of ourinfuffi- T o ryre your Roy al tie,
cience) may, though they cannot prayle vs, as little ac- Leo. We are tougher (Brother)
cufe vs. Then you can put vs to’t.

Cam. You pay a great dealc to dcare, for what’s giuen Pol. No longer ftay.
freely. „ ^ Leo. One Seue’night longer.
Arch. ’Beleeueme, I fpeake as my vnderftanding in- Pol. Very looch, to morrow.
ftrudfs me,and as mine honeftie'puts it to vtterance. Leo. WeeTe part the time beeweene’s thenrand in that
Cam. Sicilia Cannot (hew himfelfe ouer-kind to 'Bohe- lie no gaine-faying.
mia: They were trayn’d together in their Child-hoods Pol. Prefle me not (’befeech you) fo:
and there rooted betwixt them then fuch an affedhon, There is no Tongue that moues;none,nonei'ch’ World
which cannot chufebut braunch now. Since their more So foone as yours, could win me: fo it fhould now,
mature Dignities, and Royal! NecclTicies,made feperati- Were there neceflitie in your requeft, although
on of their Socictie, their Encounters(thotigh not Pcrfo- *T were nccdfull I deny’d it. My Affaires
nall) hath been Royally attornyed with enter-change of Doe cuen drag me home-ward which to hinder. :

Gifts, LetterSjlouing Emba(fies,tliat they haue feem’d to Were (in your Loue) a Whip tome; my flay,
be together,though abfcnt:(hooke hands, as ouer a Vaft; T o you a Charge,and Trouble : to fauc both,
*nd embrac’d as it were from cheendsofoppofcd Winds. Farewell (our Brother.)
The Heauens continue their Loues. Leo. Tongue- ty’d our Queene? fpeake you.
Arch. I thinke there is not in the World, either Malice Her. I had thought (Sir) to haue held my pcacc,vntill
or Matter, to alterit. You haue an vnfpcakable comfort You had drawne Oathcs from him, not to ftay: you(Sir)
ofyouryoung Princ cMamiUitu: it is aGentleman of the Charge him too coldly. Tell him, you arc furc
greateft Promife.'that eucr came into my Note. All \nBohemias well : this fatisfadiion.
Cam. I very well agree with you, in the hopes of him The by-gonoday proclaym’d, fay this to him.
it is Child ; one, that (indeed Phyficks the Sub-
a gallant He’s beat from his belt ward.
let. makes old hearts frefh they that went on Crutches
: Leo. W ell faid ,lIermione.
ere he was borne, delire yet their lifc,to fee him a Man. Her. To tell, he longs to fee his Sonne,werc ftrong:
Arch. Would they elfe be content to die ? But ltfthim fay fo then,and let him goe
Cam. Yes;ifthere were no other excufe,why they (hould But let him fweare fo, and he fhall not ftay,
dcfiretoliue. VVee’l chwack him hence with DiftafFcs.
Arch. T f the Tying bad no Sonne, they would defire to Yet of your Royall prefence, Tie aduenture
line nr \ur thcs till
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had one. Exeunt. The borrow of a Wceke. When at Bohemia

You take my Lord, lie giue him my Commiflion,
Sccena ccimda. To let him there a Moneth,bchind theGcft
Enter Leontes , Hermtone ,T\lamiHttu,Po[txenes,Camtllo. Prefix’d for’s parting: yct(good-dced) Leontes ,
Nine C iangra of the Watry-Starre hach been
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What Lady (lie her Lord. You’le ftay? My laft good dced,vvas to entreat his flay.
Pol. No, Madame. What was my firft* it ha s an elder Sifter,
Her. Nay, but you will ? Or I miftake you: 0,woiild her Name were Grace,
Pol. I may not verely. But once before I fpoke to th’purpofc ? when ?
Her. Yercly? Nay, let me haue’t : I long.
You put me off with limber Vowes: but I, Leo. Why, that was when
Though you would feek t’vnfphcre the Scars with Oaths, Three crabbed Monethsiiad fowr’d thcmfelucs to death,
Should yet going Verely
fay, Sir.no : Ere I could make thee open thy white Hand:
You {ball not goe
;
Ladyes
a Verely ’is A clap thy felfe my Lone ; then didft thou vtter,
As potent as a Lords. Will you goe yet? I am yours for euer.
Force me to keepe you as a Prifoner, Her. ’Tis Grace indeed.
Not like a Gueft : fo you (nail pay your Fees Why lo-you r.ow;I haue fpoke to th’ purpofe twice
When you depart, and faue your Thanks. How flay you ? The one,forcuer earn’d aRoyall Husband
My Prifoner ? or my Gueft ?by your dread Verely, Th’other.for fome while a Friend,
One of them you fhall be* Leo. T 00 hot, too hot
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Pol. YourGueft then, Madame : To mingle ftiendfhipfarrc.is mingling bloods.
To be your Prifoner,fhould import offending; haue Tremor Cordis on me my heart daunces.
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Which is for me.leffc eafie to commit, But not for toy ; not ioy. This Entertainment
Then you to punifh. May a free face put on: deriuea Libertie
Her. Not your Gaoler then. From Heartincfle.from Bountic, fertile Bofome,
But your kind Hofteffe. Come, He queftion you And well become the Agent:’tmay;I graunt:
Of my Lords Tricks, and yours, when you were Boycs But to be padling Palmes, and pinching Fingers,
Y ou were pretty Lordings then i As now they arc, and making pradris’u Smiles
Tol. We were (faire Qj_ieene) As in a Looking-Glaffe; and then tofigh,as ’twere
T wo Lads, that chought there was no more behind, TlicMort o’th’Deerc: oh, that is entertainment
But fuch a day to morrow,as to day. My Bofome likes not, nor my Browes, MamiHiue,
And to be Boy eternalj. Art thou my Boy ?
Her. Was not my Lord Mam. I,
my good Lord,
The veryer Wag o’th'two ? Leo. Tfecks
Pol. We were as twyn’d Lambs, that did frisk i’th’Sun, Why that’s my Bawcock:what?has’t fmutch’d thy Nofei
And bleat the one at th other: what we chang’d. They fay it is a Coppy out of mine. Come Captaine,
Was Innocence,for Innocence: we knew noc We mull be neat; not neat,but cleanly, Captainc:
The Dodtrincof ill-doing, nor dreim’d And yet the Steere,thc Heycfer,and theCalfe,
That any did Had we purl'u’d that life,
: Are all call’d Neat. Still Virginalling
And our weake Spirits ne're been higher rear'd Vpon his Palme?Hownow (you wanton Calfc )
With ftronger blood,we flionld hauc anfwer’d Heauen Art thtfu my Calfe ?
Boldly, not guilty; the Impofition clear’d, CMam. Yes,ifyou will (my Lord._)
Hereditartc ours. Thnu want’d a rough pa£h,& the fhoots
Z-fff that I haul
Her. By this we gather To be lull, like me: yet they fay wc are'
Youhaue cript fince. Almoftas likcajEgges; Women fay fo,
Pol. O my molt facred Lady, (That will fay any thing.) But were they falfe

Temptations haue fince then been borne to’s: for As o’re-dy’d Blacks,as Wind, as Waters;falfe
In thofc vnfledg’d dayes,was my WifeaGirle; As Dice be wifh’d,by one that fixes
are to

Your precious lelfe had then not crois’d the eyes No borne’twixt his and mine ;
yet were it true,
Of my young Play-fellow. To fay this Boy were like me. Come(Sir Page)
Her Grace to boot:
„
Looke on me with your Welkin eye: fweet Villaine,
Of this make no condufion,leaft you fay Moft dear’ft,my Collop: Can thy Dam.may’t be
Your Queene and I arc Deuils yet goe on, :
Affedtion? thy Intention ftabs the Center.
Th’offcnces we haue made you doe,wee’le anfwere, Thou do’ft make poffble things not fo held,
If you firft finn’d with vs and that with vs
: Communicat'd with Dreames(how can this be?)
You did continue fault ; and that you flips not With what’s vnreall: thou coadfiue art.
With anyj-but with vs. And fellow’ft nothing. Then ’tis very credent.
Leo. Is he woon yet ? Thou may’ft co-ioyne with fomethir.g,and thou do’ft,

Her. Hee’leftay (my Lord.) (And that beyond Commiffion) and I find it,

Leo. At my requeft he would not (And that to the infedtion of my Braine*,

Eermione (my dcareftj thou ncuer fpoak’ft And hardning of my Browes.)
To better purpofe. Pol. What meanes Sicilia ?
Her. Neucr? Her. He fomething feemes vnfctlcd.
Leo. Neucr, but once. Pol. How? my Lord ?

Her. What? haue I twice faid well? when wat’t before? Lf».What cheere? how is’t with you,bcft Brother?
I prctheetell me: cram’s with praytc.atid.make’s Her. You look as if you held a Brow of much diftradtion
As fat as tame things: One good deed, dying tongueleffe. Are you mou’d (my Lord ?
Slaughters a thoufand way tin g vpon that.
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Leo. No, in good earned. *

Our prayfes are our Wages. You may ride’s How fometimes Nature will betray it’s folly?
With one loft Kiffe athoufarid Furlongs.ere 1 t’s tendernelTe ? and make it felfe a Paftimc
With Spur we heat an Acre. But to th’Geale: To harder bofomes ? Looking on the Lyncs
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Of my Boye* face,me thoughts I did rcquoyle He would not ttay at your Petuions,raade
Twcntic three yeeres,and faw my felfe vn-brcech’d. His Bufinefle more matcriall.
In my grecne Veluet Coat ; my Dagger muzzel'd, Leo. Didft perceiue it ?

Leaft it fhould bite it’s Matter, and fo proue They’re here with mealrcady;whifp’ring,rouhding
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(As Ornaments oft de’s) too dangerous : Sicilia is afo-forth : ’tis farregone,

How like(me thought) I then was to this Kernell, When I fhall guftic laft. How cam’c (Camille)
This Squafih,this Gentleman. Mine honeft Friend, That he did ttay ?

Will you take Egges for Money ? Cam. At the good Queencs entreatie.
"Mam. No (my Lord) lie fight. Leo. At the Queenes be’e Good ftiouid be pertin'ent. :

Leo. You wilLwhy happy man he’s dole.My Brother But fo it is,it is not. Was this taken
Are you fo fond of your young Princess we By any vnderttanding Pate but thine?
Doe ieeme to be of ours? For thy Conceit is (baking, will draw in
Pol. home (Sir)
if at More then the common Blocks. Not notedjisY,
He’s all my Exercife,my Mirth,my Matter ;
But of the finer Natures? by fome Seueralls
Nowmy fworne Friend, and then mine Enemy Of He3d-peece extraordinarie? Lower Mefles
My Parafite.my Souldier:St3tefiman;all: Perchance are to this Bufinefle purblind ? fay.
He makes a Iulyes day,fhort as December, Cam. Bufinefle, my Lord ? 1 thinks moft vndcrftand
And with his varying child-nefi’e, cures in me 'Bohemia ftayes here longer.
Thoughts, that would thick my blood. Leo. Ha?
Leo. So (lands this Squire Cam. Stayes here longer.
Offic’d with me : We two will walke(my Lord) why?
Leo. I, but
And leaue you to your grauer fteps. Herrmone ,
Cam To fatisfie your Highnefle, and the Entreaties
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How thou vs,fhew

our Brothers welcome
lou’tt in 5 Of our mod gracious Miftrefl'e.
Let what is dcate in Sicily, be cheapc : Leo. Satisfie?
Next to thy felfe, and my young Rouer,hc’s Th’entreaties of your Miflreflc? Satisfie ?

Apparant to my heart. Let that fufnee. haue trufted xhzc (Camillo)

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Her. ]f you would feeke vs. With all the neerett things to my heart, as well
We are yours i’th’Gardcn finalFs attend you there?
: My Chambcr-Councels,wherein(Priett-like)thou
Leo. To your owne bents difpole youiyou’lc be found. Haft cleans’d my Bofome: I, from thee departed
Be you beneath the Sky: I am angling now, Thy Penitent reform’d but we haue been :

(Though you perceiue me not how I giue Lyne) Deceiu’d in thy Integritie,decciu’d
Goetoo,goe too. In that which leemes fo.
How fhe holds vp the Net? the Byll to him ? Cam. Be it forbid (my Lord.)
Andarmes her with the boldnefle of a Wife Leo. To bide vpon’t thou art not honeft:oi :

To her allowing Husband. Gone already, If thou inclin'd th3tway,thou artaCoward,

Ynch-thick,knee-dcepe;ore head and eares a fork’d one. Which hoxes honeftie behind, reftrayning
Goe play(Boy)pby: thy Mother playes, and I From Coutfe requir’d : or elfe thou muff be counted
Play too;hut fo difgrac’d a part,whofc iffuc A Seruant, grafted in my ferious Truft,
Will hiffe me to my Graue: Contempt and Clamor And therein negligent : ot elfe a Foole.,
W ill be my Knell. Goe play(Boy)phy, there haue been That feeft a Game play’d home,the rich Stake drawne,
(Or I am much deceiu’d) Cuckolds ere now, And tak’ft it all for icatt.
And many a man there is feuen at this prefent. Cam. M v gracious Lord,
Now, while I fpeake this) holds his Wife bv rh’Arme, I may be negligent, foolifh, and fearefull,
That little thinkes been fluye’d in’s abfence.
flic ha’s Ineueryoneof thcfe,no man is free,
And his Pond fifliM byhis next Neighbor (by 3ut that bis negligence.his folly, feare, ,

SirSmtleM is Neighbor:) nay.thcre’s comfort in’t, Among the infinite doings of the World,
Whiles other men haue Gates, and thofe Gates open’d Sometime puts forth in your affaires (my Lord.)
(As mine) againtt their will. Should all dcfpaire If euer I were wilfull-negligent,
That haue reuolted Wiues,thc tenth of Mankind Ic was my folly if induftrioufly
:

W ould hang themfclucs. Phyfick for’t,there’s none: I play’d cheFoolc,it was my negligence,

It is a bawdy Planet,that will ftrike Not weighing well the end if euer fearefull :

Where ’tis ptedominantjand’tis powreful!: thinke it To doe a thing, where I the iflue doubted.
From Eatt,Wett,North,and South, be it concluded. Whereof the execution did cry out
No Barricodo for a Belly. Know’c, Againtt the non-performance, ’twas a feare
It will let in and out the Enemy, Which oft intefls the wifeft : thefc(my Lord)
With bag and baggage many thoufand on’s : Are fuch allow’d Infirmities, that honeftie
Haue the Difeafe and fccle’t not. How now Boy ? Isneuer free of. But befcech your Grace
Cfllam. I am like you fay. Be plainer with me.lecmeknow my Trefpas
Leo. Whv,that’s fome comfort. By owne vifiige; if I then deny it,
it’s

What ? Cnmillo there ? ’Tis none of mine.

Cam. I
my good Lord.
,
•'
Leo. Ha’ not you feene Camtflo?
Leo. GocplaW Ma mi Him') t h o li’r t an honctt'man: (But that’s pa ft doubt: you haue, or your cye-glafle
Camilla , this great Sir will yet ft-r.y longer. a Is thicker then a Cuckolds Home) or heard?
Cam. You had much adoc tortaake Ins Anc'nbr hold. (For to a Vifion fo apparant Rumor
When you caft outfit ttiil carrtehcimc. ’•
Cannot be muce) or thoiight?(for Cogitation
Leo. Didft note it ? . r.fl . ; '.ia Relides not in that man, that do’s not thinke)
A a 2. My
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My Wife is flippcric ? If thou wilt confcffe. Without ripemouing to’t? Would I doe this?
Or clfcbc impudently negatiue. Could man fo blench {
To hauc nor Eyes,nor Eares.nor Thought,then fay Cam. I muft beleeue you(Sir)
My Wife’s a Holy-Horfe,deferues a Name I doe, and will fetch off Bohemia for’t
As ranke as any Flax- W ench.that puts to Prouided.that when hee’s remou’d,your Highncflc
Before her troth-plight fay' t, and iuftify’t.
: Will take againe your <^ueenc,as yours at firft,
Cam. I would not be a ftander-by, to heare Eucn for your Sonnes fake, and thereby for fealing
My Soueraigne Miftreflc clouded fo, without The Iniuric of T ongues,in Courts and Kingdomcs
My prefcnt vengeance taken : ’fhrevv my heart, Knowne,and ally ’d to yours.
Y ou neuer fpoke what did become you lefts Leo. Thoudo’ftaduifeme,
Then this; which to reiterate,were fin Euen fo as I mine owne courfc haue fet downe

As deepc as that, though true. lie giue no blemifh to her Honor, none.
Leo. Is whifpering nothing? Cam. My Lord,
Is leaning Cheeke to Checke ? is mcating Nofcs ? Goe then ; and with a countenance as clcare
Killing with in-fidc Lip? flopping the Cariere As Frtcndfhip weares at Fcafts.keepe with Bohemia,
Of Laughter, with a figh? (a Note infallible And with your Qiieene : 1 am his Cup-beater,
Of breaking Honeftie) horfing foot on foot? I f from me he haue wholefome Beueridge,

Skulking in corners? wilhing Clocks more fwift? Account me not your Scruant.
Houres, Minutes? Noonc, Mid-night ? and all Eyes Leo. This is all:
Blind with the Pin and Web,but theirs; theirs onely. Do’t,and thou haft the one halfc of my heart
That would vnfeene be wicked? Is this nothing? Do’t not, thou fplitt’ft thine owne.
Why then the World ,and all that’s in t,is nothing, Cam. lie do’t,my Lord.
The couering Skie is nothing 'Bohemia nothing. , Leo . I vvd leerne friendly, as thou haft aduis’d uie. Exit
My Wife is nothing,nor Nothing hauc thefc Nothings, Cam. O
miferablc Lady. But for me.
If this be nothing. What cafe ftand I in I muft be the poyfoncr
j*

Cam. Good my Lord, be cur’d Of good Po'ixexes , and my ground to do’t,

Of this difeas’d Opinion, aud betimes, Is the obedience to a Mafter ; one,

For ’tis mod dangerous. Who in Rebellion with himfelfe, will haue
Leo. Say it be, ’tis true. All that arc his, fo too. To doc this deed,
Cam. No,no,my Lord. Promotion followes : If 1 could find example
Leo. It is: you lye,you lye Of thoufand’s that had fttuck anoynted Kings,
I fay thou lycft Camtllo^nA I hate thee, And flourifh’d after, Il’d not do’t But finer :

Pronounce thee a grofle Lowt,a mindlcflc Slaue, Nor Brafie,nor Stone, nor Parchment bcares not one,
Orelfe ahouering Temporizer, that Let Villanie it felfe forfwear’t. I muft
Canft with thine eyes at once lee good and euill, Forfake the Court : to do’t,or no,is certaine
Inclining to them both: were my Wiucs Liuer To me a breake-neck. Happy Starre 1 aigne now,
Infc&ed (as her life) Ihe would not liue Here comes Bohemia. Enter Pehxenes,
The running of oneGialTe. Pol. This isftrange: Methinkes
Cam. Who do’s infeft her i My fauor here begins to warge. Notfpeake?
Leo. Why he that weareshei like her Mcdull, hanging Good day CamiHo.
About his neck ['Bohemia) who,if J Cam. Haylcmoft Royrll Sir.
Had Seruants true about me, that bare eyes Pol. What is the Newes
Court? i’th’

To fee alike mine Honor.as their Profits, Cam. None rare (my Lord.)
(Their owne particular Thrifts) they would doe that Pol. The King hath on him fuch a countenance,
Which fhould vndoe mor? doing : I, and thou As he had loft fomeProuince,and a Region
His Cup-bearer, whom I from meaner forme Lou’d, as he loues himfelfe euen now ! met him
:

Haue Bench’d, and rear’d to Worlhip,who may’ll fee With cuftomariccomplemcntjWhen bee
P!ainely,as Heaucn fees Earth and Earth fees Heaucn, Wafting his eyes to th’ contrary, and falling
How I am gall'd, might’ll be-fpice a Cup, A Lippe of much contempt, fpcedes from me, and
To giue mine Enemy alalling Winke: So Ieaues me, to confider what is breeding.
Which Draught to me, were cordiall. That changes thus his Manners,
Cam. Sir (my Lord) Cam. I dare not know (my Lord.)
I could doe this, and that with no rafh Potion, Pol. Howjdare not?doe not?doe you know, and dare not?
But with alingring Dram, tint fhould not worke Be intelligent to me, ’tis thereabouts
Ma!icioufly,like Poyfon But I cannot : For to your fclfe, what you doe know,you muft.
Beleeue this Crack to be in my dread Miftrcfte And cannot fay,you dare not. Good CamiHo ,

(So foueraignely being Honorable.) Your chang’d complexions are to me a Mirror,

I haue lou d thee, Which fhewes me mine chang’d too; for I muft be
Leo Make that thy quellion,and goerot: A partie in this alteration, finding
Do’ft thinke I am fo muddy, fo vnietled. My felfe thus alter'd w'ith’t.
To appoint my fclfe in this vexation? Cam. There is a fickneffc
Sully ti e puntie and whitenclfc of my Sheetes Which puts fomeofvs in diftemper,but
(Which to preferuCjis SIecpc;which being fpotted, I cannot name the Difeafe,and it is caught

j
JsGoadcs, Thornes Nettles, Tayles of Watpes) Of you, that yet are well,
Giue fcandall to the blood o’th’ Prince, my Sonne, Pol. How caught of me?
(Who I doe thinke ia tniny,and loueasmine) Make me not lighted like the Bafilifquc,
I haue
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I hauc look’d on thoufands.who haue fped the better Pol, I doe bclecue thee
By my regard, but kill’d none lo Camilla, : Ifaw his heart in’s face.Giueme thy band.
As you are certainely a Gentleman, thereto Be Pilot to me,and thy places fhall
Clerke-like experienc’d, which no lefleadornes Still neighbour mine. My Ships arc ready, and
Our Gentry, then our Parents Noble Names, My people did expedt my hence departure
In whofe fucccffc wcare gentle I befeech you, : Twodayesagoc. This Iealoufie
If you know ought which do’s behoue my knowledge, Is for a precious Creature : as fhee’s rare,

Thereof to be inform’d, imprifon t not Mjuft it be great ; and, as his Perfon’s mightie,
In ignorant concealement- Muft it be violent : and,as he do’s conceiuc.
Cam. Imaynotanfwere. He is difhonor’d by a man,which euer
Pol. A Sicknefle caught of me,and yet I well ? Profcfs’d to him: why his Reuengcs muft:
Imuft be anfwer’d. Do’ft thou hearc Camillo In that be made more bitter. Feare ore-fhades me
I all the parts of man.
coniure t'nce,by Good Expedition be my friend,and comfort
Which Honordo's acknowledge, whereof the lead The gracious Qn5cne,part of his Theamejbut nothing
Is not this Suit of mine,that thou declare Of his ill-ta’ne lulpition* Come Camillo ,

What incidcncie thou do’ft ghefie of harme I will refpedl thee as a Father, if
Is creeping toward me how •, farre off, how neere. Thou bear’ft my life off,hence : Let vs auoid.
Which way to be preuented,if to be Cam. It is in mine authorise to command
If not, how beft to beare it. The Keyes of all the Fofternes Pleafe your Highnefle
:

Cam. Sir, I will tell you, T o take the vrgent houre. Come Sir,away. Exeunt.
Since I am charg’d in Honor, and by him
That I thinke Honorablc:therefore marke my counfaile,

Which muft be cu’n as fwifely followed,as

I mcane to vtter it or both your fclfe,and me.
; <zA3us Secundus . Scena Trima.
Cry loft, and fc good night,
i Pol. On, good Camillo.
Cam. I am appointed him to murther you.
Pol. By whom, Camillo ? Enter Hermione, Mamillim , Ladies: Letntes,
Cam. By the King. Anttgomu, Lords.
"Pol. For what i Her. Take the Boy to you:he fo troubles me,
Cam. He thinkes.nay with all confidence he fwcares. Tis paft enduring.
As he had fceta’t.or beene an Inftrumcnt Ladj. Come(my gracious Lord)
T o vice you to’c,that you hauc toucht his Queene Shall I be your play-fellow ?
Forbiddenly. Mam. No,lie none of you.
Oh then,mybeft blood turne
Pol. Ladr. Why (my fwcet Lord?)
To an infe&ed Geliy, and my Name Mam. You’le kifie me hard,and fpeakc to me, as if
Be yoak’d with his,that did betray the Beft I were a Baby ftill. I loue you better,
Turne then my frefheft Reputation to a. And why fo(my Lord?)
Lady,
A fauour.ihat may ftrike the dulleft Nofthrill Mam. Not for becaufe
Where I arriuc.and my approch be fliun’d. Your Browes are blacker (yet black-browes they fay
Nay hated too, worfe then thegreat'ft Infection Become fome W
omen beft/o that there be not
That ere was heard,or read. Too much haire there, but in aCemicircIe,
Cam. Sweare his thought ouer Or a halfc-Moone,made with a Pen.)
By each particular Starre in Hcauen, and 2. Lady, Who taughc ’this?
Byall their Influences you may as well, Mam. it out of Womens faces: pray now.
Ilearn’d
;

Forbidthe Sea for to obey the Moone, What colour are your eye-browes f
As (or by Oath) remoue,or(Counfaile)fbake Lady. Blew(my Lord.)
TheFabrickof his Folly.whofe foundation Mam. Nay, that’s a mock: I haue fee ne a Ladies Nofe
Is py I’d vpon hisFaith,and will continue That ha’s beene blew,but not her eye-browes.
The Handing of his Body. Lady. Harkeye,
Pol. How fhould this grow? The Queene(your Mother)rounds apace:we fliall
Cam. I know not: but I am fure 'tis fafer to Prefenc our feruices to a fine new Prince
Auoid what’s growne,then queflion how ’tis borne. One of thefe dayes,and then y oul’d wanton with ys.
If therefore you dare truft my honeftie, If we would haue you.
That lyes enclofcd in this T runkc, which you 2. Lady. She isipread of late
Shall beare along impawnd.away to Night, Into a goodly Bulke(good time encounter her.)
Your Followers I will whifper to the Bufineflc, Her. What wifdome ftirs amongft you?ComcSir,now
And will by twocs,and threes, at feuerall Pofterne*, Iam for you againe ’Pray you fit by vs.
:

Clcare them o’th’ Citie : For my felfe.Ile put And toll’s a Tale.
My fortunes to your feruice(which are here Mam. Merry, or fad, fhal’t be i
By this difcoucrie loft.) Be not vneertaine, Her. As merry as you will.
For by the honor of my Parents, I Mam. A fad Talc's beft for Winter:
Haue vttred T ruth: which if you fecke to proue, I haue one of Sprights.and Goblins.
; nor fhall yon be fafer.
I dare not ftand by Her. Let’s haueithat (good Sir.)
Then one condcmnd by the Kings ownc mouth: Come-on,fit downe,come-on,and doe your beft,
Thereon his Execution fworne. T o fright me with your Sprights:you’re powrefull at it.

A a 3 CMam. There
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Ulfam. There was a man. Should a like Language vfe to
all degrees.
Her. Nay, come fit downe: then on. And mannerly diftinguifhment leaue out, „
Mam. Dwelt by a Church-yard: I will tell itfoftly, Betwixt the Prince and Begger:) I haue faid
Yond Crickets tliall not heare it. Shee’s an Adultrefle, I haue Laid with whom :

Her. Come on then, and giu’t me in mine eare. More ;

fliee’s a T ray tor, and Carntllo is
Leon. Was hee met there? hisTrainc? CamiUo with A Federarie with her, and one that knowes
him; What fhe fhould fliame to know her felfe,
Lord. Behind the tuft of Pines I met them,neuer But with her mod vild Principall : that fliee’s
Saw I men feowre fo on their way I eyed them : A Bed-fwaruer,euen as bad as thofe
Euen to their Ships. That V ulgars giue bold’ft Titles ; I, 3 nd priuy
Leo, HowbleftamI To this their late efcape.
In my iuft Cenlure? in my true Opinion ? Her. No (by my life)
i
Alack,for lefier knowledge,how accurs’d, Priuy to none of this how will this grieue you,
:

In being fo blefl ? There may be in the Cup When you fliall come to clearer knowledge, that
A Spider fteep’d,and one m3y drinke; depart. You thus hauc pubhflTd me ? Gentle my Lord,
And yet partake no venome: (for his knowledge You fcarce can right me throughly, themto fay
Is not infe&cd) but if one prefent You did miftake.
Th’abhor’d Ingredient to his eye, make knowne Leo. No: if I miflake
How he hath drunke, he cracks his gorge.hisfides In thofe Foundations wlvch I build vpon,
With violent Hefts: 1 haue drunke,and feene the Spider. The Centre is not bigge enough to beare
C'amillo was his helpe in this, his Pandar: ASchoolc-BoyesTop. Away with her, to Prifon :

There is a Plot againft my Life, my Crowne He who fliall Ipcake for her, is a farre.off guiltie,
All’s true that is mifirufted: that falfc Villainc, But that he fpeakes.
Whom I employ’d, was pre-emplov’d by him Her. There’s fome ill Planet raignes:
He ha’s difeouer’d my Dcfigne.and I I muft be patientjtill the Heauens looke
Remaine a pinch’d Thing; yea,a very Trick With an afpeef more fauorable. Good my Lords,
For them to play at will how came the Pofternes : I am not prone to weeping (as our Sex

So eafily open ; Commonly are) the want of which vaine dew

Lord. By his great authority. Perchance tT) all dry yourpitties but ] haue :

Which often hath no Idle prcuaild,then fo. That honorable Griete lodg’d hcrc,whic h burnes
On your command, W orfe then T eares drowne: ’befeech you all (my Lords)
Leo.know’t too well.
I With thoughts fo quaiified,as yourCharities
Giuc me the Boy, T am glad you did not nurfe him Shall beft inflruft you,meafuie me; and fo
Though he do’s bearc lome fignes of me, yet you The Kings will be perform’d.
Hauc too much blood in him. Leo. Shall be heard ? I

Her. What is this? Sport? Her. Who that goes with mc?'befecch your Highnes
is’t

Leo. Beare the Boy hence, he (lull net come about her, W
My omen maybe with me, for you fee
Away with him, and kr her fport her felfe My plight requires it. Doc not weepe(good Fooles )
With that Rice’s big-with,for ’tis Pohxer.es There is no caufe: When you fliall know your Miftns
made thee fwell thus.
Ha’s Ha’s deferu’d Prifon,then abound inTeares,
Her. But lid fay he had not As I come out ; this Aiftion I now goe on,
And lie be fwornc you would beleeue my faying. |
Is for my better grace. Adieu (my Lord J
How e’re you lear.e to rh’ Nay-ward. I neucr wifli’d to fee you lorry, now
Leo. You (my
Lords) I trufl I fliall ; m.y Women come, you haue leaue.
Lookc on her,marke her well be but about : Leo. Goe,do$ our bidding: hence.
To fay flic is a goodly Lady, and Lord. Befeech your Highnefle call the Queene againe.
The iuftice of your hearts will thereto addc Antig. Be certaine what you do(Sir)Ieaft your Iuftice
’Tis pitty fhec’snot honeft Honorable : Proue violence, in the which three great ones lufter,
Prayfe her but for this her wiihout-dore-Forme, Your Selfe.your Queene, your Sonne.
(Which on my faith deferues high fpeech^ and ftraight Lord. For her (my Lord) .

The Shrug, the Hum.o: Ha, (thefe Petcy-brands I dare my life lay downe,and will do’c (Sir)

That Calumnie doth vie; Oh, I am out. Pleafe you t’accept it, that the Qjoeenc is fpotlefle
That Mercy do’s, for Calumnie will feare I’th’ eyes of Heauen, and to you (1 meane

Vertue it fclfc) thefe Shrugs, thefe Hum’s, and Ha’s, In this, which you accufe her.,)
When you haue Laid goodly come betweenc.
(bee’s ;
Antig. If it proue
Ere you can fay (hee’s honefi : But be’t knowne Shet’s otherwife, lie keepe my Stables where
(From him that ha’s moft caufe to gvieue it fhould be) I lodge my Wife, He goe in couples with her:
Shce’s an Adultrefle. Then when I feele.and fee her, no farther trufl her:
Her. Should a Villaine fay fo, For euery ynch of Woman in the World,
(The moll replenifii’d Villaine in the World) I,euery dram of Womans fiefti is falfe.

He were as much more Villaine you (my Lord) : If fhe be.

Doe but tniftake. Leo. Hold your peaces.
Leo . You haue miftooke (my Lady) Lord. Good my Lord.
'Polixenes for
!

Lsortes : O thou Thing, Antig. It you wcfpeake.not for ourfclues;

is for
(Which He Creature of thy place,
not call a You by fome putter on,
arc abus’d,and
Leaft Barbarifme (making me the precedent) I That will be damn’d for’t:wouldT knew the Villaine,
I would
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I would Land-damne him be fhe honor- flaw’d, :

Ihaue three daughters : the cldeft is eleuen;

The fecond, and the third, nine and f0 xr e fiue :

If this prouc true, they’l pay for’t. By mine Honor Scena Secunda.
He gcll’d em all fourteene they
: fhall no: fee
To bring falle generations :they are co-heyres,
And I had rather glib my felfe, then they
Should not produce faire iflue. Enter Pauli ia, a Gentleman , Gaoler , Emilia.
Leo. Ccafe, no more : Paul. The Keeper of the prifon, call to him :

You fmell this bufinefle with a fence as cold Let him h me knowledge who I am. Good Lady,
As is a dead-mans nofe but : 1 do fee’t, and kel’t. No Court in Europe is too good for thee.
As you feele doing thus : and fee withall What doft thou then in prilon ? Now good Sir,
The Inftrumcnts that feele. You know me, do you not ?
Anti*. If it be (o. Gao. For a worthy Lady,
We neede no graue to burie honefly. And one, who much I honour.

There's not a graineofit,the face to fwceten Pan. Prayyouthen,

Of the whole dungy-earth. Conduct me to the Queene.
Leo. What? lackc I credit ? Gao. I may not (Madam)
Lord. I had rather you did lackc then I (my Lord) To the contrary I haue exprefle commandment.
Vpon this-ground and more it would content me
: Pan. Here’s a-do, to locke vp honefly & honour from
To haue her Honor true, then your fufpition Th’accelfe of gentle vifitors. Is’t lawful! pray you
Be blam’d for’t how you might. To lee her Women ? Any of them? Emilia
Leo, Why what neede we Gao. Sopleafeyou (Madam)
Commune with you of this ? but rather follow To puta-part thefe your attendants, I
Our forcefull mitigation ? Our prerogatiue Shall bring Emilia forth.
Cals not your Counfailes, but our nat urall goodnefFc Pau. I pray now call her :

Imparts this : which, ifyou, or Itupified, With-draw your felucs.

Or feeming fo, in skill, cannot, or will not Gao. And Madam,
Rellilh a truth, like vs informeyour felucs.
: I mufl be prefent at your Conference.
We neede no more ofyour aduice the matcer. : Pau. Well be’t fo prechee.
:
:

The Ioffe, the gaine, the ord’ring on’t, Hccre’s tuch a- doe, to make no ftaine,a fiainc.
Is all properly ours* As pafies colouring. Deare Gentlewoman,
Antig. And I wifh (try Liege) How fares our gracious Lady ?
You had onely in your filent judgement tride it. Emil. As well as one fo great, and fo forlorne
Without more ouerture, May hold together On : her frights, and greefes
Leo. How could that be ? (Which neuer tender Lady hath borne greater)
Either thou art molt ignorant by age, She is, fomething before her time, deliuer’d.
Orthouwer’tbornea foole Camtllo's flight : Pau. A boy?
Added to their Familiarity Emil . A daughter, and a goodly babe,
(Which was as groffe, as euer touch’d conieflure, I ufty, and like to liue the Queene rcceiues
:

That lack’d fight onely, nought for approbation Much comfort in’t Sayes, my poore prifoner,
:

But onciy feeing, all other circumftances 1 am innocent as you,

Made vp to’th deed) doth pufh-on this proceeding. Pau. I dare befworne:
Yet, for a greater confirmation Thefe dangerous, vnfafe Lunes i’th’King,befhrew them:
(For in an A<5te of this importance, ’tvvere He mufl be told on’t, and he fhall : the office
Mod picteous to be wilde) I hane difpatch’d in poll, Becomes a woman beft. He take’t vpon me.
T o facred Dclpbos , to Appollo’s T emple, If I proue hony-mouth’d, let my tongue blifter.
Cleomines and Tdion, whom you know % And neuer to my red-look’d Anger bee
Of fluff’d-fufficiency Now, from the Oracle
: The T rumpet any more : pray you ( Emilia )
They will bring all, whofe fpirituall counfaile had Commend my befl obedience to the Queene,
Shall flop, or fpurre me, Haue I done well t Iffhe dares truft me with her lutlebabe,
Lord. Well done (my Lord.) l’le fhew’t the King, and vndertake to bee

Leo. Though I am fatisfide, and neede no more Her Aduocatc to th’lowd’ft. We do not know
Then what I know, yet fiballthe Oracle How he may foften at the fight o’th’Childc
Giue reft to th’mindcs of others ;
fuch as he The filence often of pure innocence
Whofe ignorant credulitie, will not Perfvvadcs, when fpeakmg failcs.
Come vp to th’truth. So haue we thought it good Emil. Mofl worthy Madam,
From our free perfon,fhe fhouldbe confinde, your honor, and your goodneffe is fo euidenc,
Leaft that the treachery of the two, fled hence, That your free vnderteking cannot miffc
Be left her to performe. Come follow vs, A thriuing y flue there is no Lady lining
:

W e are to fpeakc in publique : for this bnfineflei So mectc for this great errand pleaic your LadiAup ;

Will raife vs all. To vifit the next roome,’ lie prefenrly

Antig. To laughter, as I take it,’ Acquaint the Queene ofyour mofl noble offer,
If the good truth, were knowne. Exeunt Who, but to day hammered of this defigne.
But durft not tempt a minifter of honour
Leaft fhefhould be deny’d.
Pau
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Paul. Tell her {Emilia) That crcepe like fhadowes by him, and do fighc
He vfe that tongue I hauc If wit flow from’t : At each his needleffe heauings fuch as you :

As boldnefle from my bofome, le’e not be doubted Nourifh the caufe ofhis awaking. I
I do good,
(hall Do come with words, as medicmall, as true
Nowbeyoubleftforic.
Emil. (Honeft, as cither ; to purge him of that humor,
(J
lie to the Queene pleale you come fomething neerer.
:
That prefl’es him from fleepe.
Gao. Madam, it’t pleafe the Queene to fend the babe, Leo. Who qoyfe there, hoe ?
I know not what 1 fhall incurrc, to paffc it, Tau. No noyfe (my Lord) but needfull
conference.
Hauing no warrant. About lomeGofsips for your Highnefle.
Tar*. You neede not feare it (fir) Leo. How ?
This Childc wasprifoner te the wornbe, and is Away with that audacious Lady, Antigonm,
By Law and procefl’e ofgreat Nature, thence I charg d thee th^t fire fhould not come about me,
Frec’d, and enfranchis’d, not a partie to I knew fhe would.
The anger of the King, nor guilty of Ant. 1 told her fo (my Lord)
(Ifany be) the trefpaflc of the Queene. On your difpleafures perill, and on mine.
Gao. I do beleeue it. She fhould notvificyou.
Paul. Do not you feare
vpon mine honor, : I i Leo . What? canft not rule her ?
Will ftand betwixt you, and danger. Exeunt P aul. From all difhoncftic he can in this :

(Vnlefle he take the courfc that you haue done)

Commit me, for committing honor, truft it.
He fhall not rule me:
Scana Tertia, Ant. La-you now, you heare,
When fhe will take the raine,I let her run.
But fiiee’l not Rumble.
Enter Legates, Seruants y Paulina, Antigonus, Good my Liege, I come
Paul.
and Lords. And I befcech you heare me, who profeffes
My fclfe your loy all Seruant, your Phyfitian,
no reft It isbyt wcaknefle
Leo. Nornight, nor day, : ^ our mod obedient Ccunlailor yet that dares
:

To beare the matter thus mcerc weaknefie, if : Lefle appcarc fo, in comforting your Euilles,
The caufe were not in being part o’th caufe. :
Then fuch as mod feeme yours. I fay, I come
She, th’Adultrefle : for the harlot-Kjng From your good Queene.
Is quite beyond mine Arme, out of the blanlce Leo. Good Queene ?
And leuellofmy braine :plot-proofe :but dice, Taut. Good Queene (my Lord)good Queene,
Ican hooke to me fay that fhc were gone,
: I fay good Queene,
Giucn to the fire, a moity of my reft And would by combate, make her good fo, were I
Might come to me againe. Whofc there ? A man, the word about you.
Set. My Lord. Leo. Force her hence.
Leo How do’s the boy ? Pau. Let him that makes but trifles ofhis eyes
:
Ser. Hetookegood red to night ’tis hop’d Firft hand me on mine owne accord, lie off,
:

Hisfickneflc is difchat g’d. . B.tfirft, lie do my errand. Thegood Queene

Leo. TofeehisNoblenefTe, (For fhe is good) hath brought you forth a daughter,
Conceyuing the difhonour of his Mother.' Hecre ’tis ; Commends it to your blefsing.
He tooke it deeply,
flraight declin’d, droop’d, Leo. Out
and fix’d the fhame on’c in himfelfe
Faftcn’d, A mankinde Witch ? Hence with her, out o’dore
Threw-ofFhis Spirit, his Appetite, his Slcepe, A mod intelligcncyig bawd.
And down-right languifli’d. Lcaue me folely goe. :
Paul. Notlo:
See how he fares : Fie, fie, no thought of him. I am as ignorant in that, as you.
The very thought of my Reucnges that way In fo entitling me and noleffe honeft
:

Recoylc vpon me in himfelfe too mightie.

: Then you are mad: which is enough, lie wartant
And in his parties, his Alliance ; Let him be, (As this world goes) to paffe for honeft:
Vnctll a timemay ferue. Forprefent vengeance Leo. Traitors ;

Take it on her Camillo , and Polixenes

: Will you not pufh her out ? Giue her the Baftard,
Laugh at me make their paftime at my forrow:
: Thou dotard, thoti art woman-tyr’d vnroofted :

They fhould not Hugh, if I could reach them, nor By thy dame Partlet heere. Take vp the Baftard,
Shall fhe, within my powre. Takc’t vp,l fay rgiuc’t to thy Croanc.
Enter Paulina. Paul. Foreuer
Lord. You mud notenter. Vnvcncrablebe thy hands, ifthou
Paul. Nay rather (good my Lords) be fecond to me : Tak’ft vp the Princefte,by that forced bafenefle
Feare you his tyrannous pafsion more (alas) Which he ha’s puc vpon’t.
Then the Qucenes life ? A gracious innocent foule. Leo. He dreads his Wife.
More free, then he is iealous. Paul. Sol would you did : then ’twerepaft all doubt
Anti^. That’s enough. Youl’d call your children, yours.
Ser. Madam ; he hath notfleptto night, commanded Leo. A neft of Traitors.
None fhould come at him. Ant. I am none, by this good light.

Pat*. Not fo hot (good Sir) Pan. Nor I : nor any

I come to bring him fleepe. 'Tis fuch as you But one that’s heere : and that’s himfelfe : for
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The facred Honor of himfelfe.his Qtjeenes, Antig. I did not, Sir:
His hopefuUSonnes,hisBabes,betrayestoSlaader, Thefe Lords,my Noble Fellowes, if they pleafe,
Whole fling is Sharper then the Swords ; and will not Can cleare me in't.

(For os the cafe now Bands, it is a Curfe Lords. We can : myRoyall Liege,
He cannot be compell’d too’t) once remoue He is not guilcie of her comming hither.
The Root of hi^Opinion, which is rotten, Leo. You’re lyers all.

_Ai euer Oake,or Stone was found. Lord. Bffeech your Highne(Te,giue vs better credit:
Leo. A Callat We haue alwayes truly feru’d you, and befecch ’

Of boundlefle tongue, who late hath beat her Husband, So to efteeme of vs and on our knees we begge,
:

And now bsyts me This Brat is none of mine.

: (As recompence of ourdeare feruices
It is the Iflbe of Poltxenes . Paft,and to come) that you doe change this purpofe.
Hence with it,and together with the Dam, Which being fo horrible,fo bloody, muft
Commit them to the fire. Lead on to fome foulelflue. Weallkneele.
faul. It is yours Leo. I am a Feather for each ind chat blows W :

And might welay Prouerb to your charge.

th’old Shall I hue on, to fee thisBaftard kneele,
So like you,'tis the worfe. Behold (my Lords) And call me Father ? betcer burne it now,
Although the Print be little, the whole Matter Then curfe it then. But be it : let it liue.
And Coppy of the Father: (Eye.Nofe.Lippe, It (hall not neyther. You Sir,come you hither :
Tire trick of’s Frowne, his Fore-head, nay, the Valley, Y ou that haue beene fo tenderly officious
The pretty dimples ofhis Chin,and C'nceke; hisSmiles: With Lady iJMargerte, your Mid-wife there,
The very Mold, and frame of Hand, Nayle, Finger.) T o faue this Baftards life; for ’tis a Baftard,
And thou good GoddefieiVrrare, which haft made it So fure as this Beard’s gray. What will you aduenturc.
So like to him that got it, if thou haft To faue this Brats life ?
The ordering of the Mind too,’mongft all Colours Antig. Any thing (my Lord )
No Yellow in’c,leart (he fufpei5r,as he do’s. That my abilitie may vndergoe,
Her Children,not her Husbands. And Noblenefie impofe at lcaft thus much :

Leo. A grofleHaggc : Ilcpawn'ethe little blood which I haue left,

And Lozell, thou art worthy to be hang’d, To faue the Innocent: any thing poffifile.
That wilt not ftay her Tongue. Leo. It (hall be polfible : Sweare by this Sword
Antig. Hang all the Husbands Thou wilt performe my bidding.
That cannot doe that Fcat,y ou’lc leaue y our felfc Antig. I will (my Lord.)
Hardly oneSubieift. Leo. Marke,and perforate it : feeft thou^for the faile
Leo. Once more take her hence. Of ahy point in’c, (hall not onely be
Paul. A moft vnworthy,and vnnaturall Lord Death to thy ielfe,buc to thy lewd-tongu’d Wife,
Can doe no more. (Whom for this time we pardon ) We enioyne thee.
Leo. lie h3’ thee burnt. As thou arc Liege-man to vs.that thou carry
Paul. I care not This female Baftard hence,and that thou beare it
It is an Herctique that makes the fire, To fome remote and defart place,quite out
Not Hie which burnes in’t. lie cal! you Tyrant
not Of our Dominions; and that there thou leaue it
But this moft crucll vfage of your Queene (Without more mercy) to it owne pro'terftion.
(Not able to produce more accufation And fauour of the Climate : as by ftrange fortune
Then your owne weake-’nindg’d Fancy)fomthing fauors It came to vs, I doe in Iuftice charge thee,
Of Tyrannie,and will ignoble make you, On thy Soules perill,and thy Bodyes torture,
Yea.fcandalous to the World. That thou commend it ftrangely to fome place,
Leo. On your Allegeance, Where Chance may nurfe,or end it take it vp. :

Out of the Chamber with her. WerelaTyranr, Antig. I fweare to doe this: though a prefent death
Where were her life? fhedurft not call me fo. Had beene more mercifull. Come on (poore Babe)
know me one. Away with her.
If (he did Some powerfull Spirit inftruift the Kytes and Rauens
Paul. I pray you doe not pu(h me, lie be gone. To be thy Nurfes. Wolues and Beares.they fay,
Lookc to your Babc(my Lord )’tis your s-.Ioue fend her (Caftmg their fauagenerte afide)haue done
A better guiding Spirit. What needs thefe hands? Like offices of Pitty. Sir, be profperous
Y ou that arc thus fo tender o’re his Follycs, In more then this deed do’s require; andBleffing
W ill neuer doe him good, not one of you, Againft this Crucltie, fight on thy fide
So,fo Farewell,we are gone.
: Exit. (Poore Thing, condemn’d to lofie.) Exit.
Leo. Thou(Traytor)haft icton thy Wife to this. Leo. No : lie not rearc
My Child? away with’t ? euen thou, that haft Another* Iflue. Enter a Seruaut.
A heart fo tender o re it, take it hence. Sera. Pleafe’ your HighncfTc,Pofts
And fee it inftantly confum’d with fire. From thoffc you fenc to th'Oracle,are come
Euen thou, and none but thou.T ake it vp ftraight: An houre fince Cleornincs and Dion,
:

Within this houre bring me word ’tis done, Being well arriu’d from Delphos,are both landed,
(And by good teftimonie) or lie feize thy life, Haftingto th’ Court.
With what thou eile call’ll chine if thou refufe, : Lord. So pleafe you (Sir)their fpeed
And wilt encounter with my Wrath, fay fo; Hath beene beyond accompt.
The Baftard-braynes with thefe my proper handf Leo. Twentie three dayes
Shall I dafti out. Goc, take it to the fire. They haue beene abfent ’tis good fpeed : : fore-tells
For thou fett’ft or. thy Wife. The great Apotlo fuddcnly will haue
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The truth of this appeare : Prepare you Lords, andconfriring with Camillo to takeaway the Life efcnrSoue-
I Summon a Seflion.that vve may arraigne ratgne Lord the Kingyhy Roy all Husband: the pretence whereof
I Our mod difloyall Lady : for a 5 fhe hath hev*g by ctrcnmfiances partly layd open ,thou(HtTnuone)
con .
|
Been publikely accus’d, fo fhall (he haue trary to the Faith and Allegeance ofa true Subietl dtdfl
court,
! A iud and open Triall. While lire hues, faileand ayde them, for their better fafetie to flye away by
,

|
My heart will be a burthen tome. Leaueme, Ntght.
!

And thinkc vpon my bidding. Exeunt. Her. Since what I am to fay, mud be but that
Which contraditds my Accufation,and
The tedimonie on my part.no other
But what comes from my fclfe,it (hall fcarce boot me
qJBus Tertius. Sccna Trirna. To fay,Not guiltic : mine Imegritie
Being counted Falfehood,fhall(as I exprefle it)
Be fo receiu’d. But thus, if Powres Diuinc
Behold our humane Adlions (as they doe)
Enter Clcomines and Tion. I doubt not then, but Innocence fhall make
Falfe Accufation blufh,and Tyrannie
Cleo, The Clymat’s delicare.the Ayrc mofi fweet, TrembIeatPatience.Y"ou(my Lorajbedknow
Fertile the lfle, the Temple much iurpalTing (Whom lead will feeme to doc fo)my pad life
The common prayle it bcarcs. Hath becne as continences chade,3s true,
Dion. I (lull report, As I am now vnhappy which is more
;

For mod it caught me, the Celeftiall Habits, Then Hidorie can patternc, though deuis’d.
(Me thmkes I fo fnould termc them) and the rcuerence And play’d, to take Spctdators. For behold me,
Of the graue Wearers. G,the Sacrifice, A Fellow of the Royall Bed, which owe
How ceremonious, folemne, and vn-carthly AMoitieof the Throne: a great Kings Daughter,
It was iT’n’Offring? The Mother toahopefull Prmce.hcie (landing
Cleo. But of all, the burd T o prate and talke for Life, and Honor, fore
And the earc-dcaff ning Voyce o’th’Oraclc, Who pleafe to come.and heare, For Life, I prize it
Kin to loue Thunder, fo furpriz d my Scnce, As 1 weigh Griefe(which I would fparc:)For Honor,
That I was nothing. ’T is a deriuatiue from me to mine,
Dto. If th’cuent o’th Iourney And onely that I dand for. I appeals
Qucene (O be’e fo)
I'roue as fncceficfull to the To your owne Confidence (Sir) before Velixer.es
As it hath bcene to vs,rare,pl«afant,fpeedic. Came to your Court.how I was in your grace,
The time is worth the vfe on’e. How merited to be fo: Since he came.
Cleo Gteiz Apollo
,
With what encounter fovncurranc, I

Turne all to th’bcd thefe Proclamations, : Hauedrayn’d t’appeare thus; if one iot beyond
So forcing faults vpon Hcrmione , The bound of Honor,or in a<d,or will
I little like. That way cnclimng, hardned be the hearts
Dio. The violent carriage of it Of 3II that heare me,and my nccr'd of Kin
Will cleare.or end the Bufinefie.when the Oracle Cry fie vpon my Graue.
(Thus by Apollo s great Diuine feal’d vp) Leo. I ne’re beard yet,
Shall the Contents diicouer : lbmething tare Thar any of thefe bolder Vices wanted
Euen then will rufh to knowledge. Goc: (refh Horfes, Lcde Impudence to gaine-fay what they did.
And gracious be the iflue. Exeunt. Then to performs itfird.
Her. That's true enough.
Though ’cis a fayiiTg(Sir) not due to me.
Leo. You will nor owne it.
'-
Scocna Sccunda.
AJ'T Her. More then Midreffe of,
«. . > Which comes to me in name cf Faulc,I mud not
, At all acknowledge. For Polixenes
Enter Lenntes, Lords, Officers : Hermtone (as to her (With whom I am accus’d) I doe confeffc
Triall) Ladies : Clcomtnes,Dion. I lou’dhim.as inHonorhcrcquidd
With fuc’n a kind of Loue, as might become
Leo. This Selfi ans(to cur great griefe we pronounce) A Lady like me ; with
a Loue, euen fuch,

Euen pufhcS’gaind our heart. The parcie try'd. So, and no other, as your felfe commanded :
The Daughter of a Kmg,our Wife, and one Which, not to haue done, I thinke had been in me
Ofvs too mucbtbelcil’d. Let vs be clear’d Both Difobedience, and Ingratitude
Ofbeing tyrannous, fince weifb openly T o you, and toward your Friend, who fe Loue had fpoke,
Proceed in ludice, which (hall haue due courfe, Euen fince it could fpeake,from an Infant, freely,
Euen to thcGu It. or the Purgation ; That it was yours. Now for Confpiracie,
Produce the Prifoncr. 1 know not how it tades.though it be difh’d
Officer. It is his Highnefie pleafure.that the Queene For me to try how All I know of it,
:

Appeare in perfon,here in Court. Silence. Is, that Camillo w as an honed man;

Leo. Readethe Ind’iflmcnt. And why he left yaurCouic,theGodithcmfelur*
Offcer. Hermionc, Queene to the worthy Leontes ,King (Wotting no more then I) are ignorant.
of f. cilia, thou art here accttfed and arraigned of HighTrea.- Leo. You knew of his departure, as you know
jfoHy.n committing Adultery with polixenes Ktng ofBohemia, What you haue ynderta’ne to doe in’s abfencc.
1
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Her. Sir, The Selfions frail proceed: mcere falfchood.
this is

You fpcskc a L&ngMgethat I vrrderftand rtqt Ser. My Lord the King: the King ?
My Life ftands in the leuell of your Dreamed, Leo. What is the bufinefle ?
Which lie lay downe. Ser. O Sir, I fhall be hated to reporc it.

Let. Your Actions are my Dreamcs. The Prince your Sonne, with meerc conceit, and fcarc
You had a Baftard by Polixenes, Of the Queencs fpeed,is gone.
And I but dream’d it As you were part all frame,
: Leo. How? gone?
(Thofe of your Fa£f are fo) fo part all triifh; Ser. Is dead.
Which to deny,concerne> more then auairles: for as Lee, vipotlo’s angry.and thcHeaucns themfelues
Thy Brat hath been calf our,fike to it felfe. Doe (Hike at my Iniufticc. How now there ?
No Father owning it(which is indeed Paul.This newes is mortall to the QueenejLook downe

More criminall in thee, then it) fo thou And what Death is doing.
fee
Shalt feele our Iuftice; in whole cafteft paffage, Leo. Take her hence:
Looke for no lefle then death. Her heart is buc o’rc-cliarg’d fr e will recouer.:

Her. Sir,fpare your Threats I haue too much beleeu’d mine owne fulpition:
The Bugge which you would fright me with, I feeke: ’Befeechyou tenderly apply to her
To me can Life be no corr.moditie; Some remedies for lire. Apollo pardon
The crowne and comfort of my Life(yourFauor) My great prophaneneffe’gainft chine Oracle,
I doc giue loft, for 1 doe feele it gone, lie reconcile me to Velixencs ,

But know not how it went. My fecond Toy, New woe my Queene, recall the good Camillo
And firft Fruits of my body,from his prefence (Whom I proclaimea man of Truth, of Mercy:)
I am bar’d, like one infedlious. My third comfort For being tranfported by my lealoulics
(Star’d moft vnluckily) is from my breaft To bloody thoughts, and to reuenge,I chofe
(The innocent milke in it moft innocent mouth) (famillo for the minifter,topoyfon
Hal’d out to murther. My felfe on eucry Poft My friend Polixenes: which bad been done.
Proclaym’d a Strumpet With immodeft hatred : But that the good mind of Camillo tardied
The Child-bed priuiledgedeny’d, which longs My fwift command though I with Death,and with
:

To Women of all fafrion. Laftiy,lr rued Reward, did threaten and encourage him.
Hereto this place.i’th’ open ayre, before Not doing it,and being done hefmoft humane, ;

I haue got ftrength of limit. Now(my Liege) And fill’d with Honor) to my Kingly Gueft
Tell me what bleftings I haue here aliue. Vndafp’d my pra<fti(e,quit his fortunes here
That I frould feare to die ? Therefore proceed : (Which you knew great) and to the hazard
Butyet heare this : miftake me not: no Life, Of allTncertaincieSjhimfelfe commended.
(I prize it not a ftraw) burfor mine Honor, No richer then his Honor: How he glifters
Which I would free: if I frail be condemn’d Through my Ruft? and how his Piecie
Vpon furmizes (all proofes fleeping elfe. Do’s my deeds make the blacker ?
But what your Iealoulles awake) I tell you Paul Woe the while:
’Tis Rigor, and not Law Your Honors all, O cut my Lace,leaft my hcart(cracking it)
I doe referre me to the Oracle Breake too.
jipolle be my Iudge. Lord. What fit is this/ good Lady? 1

Lord. This your requeft Paul.What ftudied totments( Fyrant)haft for me ?

Is altogether iuft : therefore bring forth What Whceles?Rackt?Fires? What flaying?boyling?
(And in /Jpollo’s Name) his Oracle. In Leads, or Oylcs ? What old,ornewerTorture
Her. The Emperor of Rulfia was my Father. Muft I receiue?whoie euery word deferues
Oh that he wcrealiue,and here beholding Totafteof thy tr.oft worft. Thy Tyranny
His Daughters T ryall : that he did but fee (Together working with thy lealoufies,
The of my miferic ; yet with eyes
flatnefte Fancies too weake for Bf>yes,too greens and idle
Of Pitty,not Rcuenge. For Girles of Nine) O thinke what they haue done.
OJjicer.Y on here fral fweare vpon this Sword of luftice, And then run mad indeed ftarke-mad: for all
:

That you ( Cleomines and Dion') haue Thy by-gone fooleries were but fpices of it.
Been both at Delpbos.and from thence haue brought That thou bctraycd'ft Polixenes J twas nothing*
This feal’d-vp Oracle.by the Hand deliuer’d (That did but frew thee, of a Foole,inconftant,
Of great j4poHo's Prieft ; and that fince then, And damnable ingracefull:) Nor was’t much.
You haue not dar’d to breake die holy Scale, Thou would’ft haue poyfon’d good fomiUo’ Honor,
Nor read fre Secrets in’t. To haue him k ill a King poore Trefpaftes,
:

Cleo Dio. All this we fweare. Moremonftrous Handing by whereof I reckon :

Leo. Srcakevp the Scales, and read. The calling forth to Crowcs,thy Baby-daughterj
Officer. Hermione « c-ta/?, Polixenes H^we/e^Cam'dlo To be ornone.orlittle; thoughaDeuill
a rr«<r5«£/f£?>Lcontcs a jealous Tyrant, hu innocent ‘Babe Would haue fhed water out of fire, ere don’c
truly begotten, and the Kingjha.ll Hue without an Heirejfthat Nor is’t diredlly layd to thee, the death
which to loft be not found. Of the young P: nice, whofe honorable thoughts
Lords. Now bleftcd be the great Apollo. (Thoughts high for one fo tender)clefc the heart
Her. Pravfed. That could conceiue a grofie and foolifr Sire
Leo. Haft thou read truth? Blemifr’d his gracious Dam this is not, no, :

OJfc. I (my Lord ) e .eu fo as it is here fet downe. Layd to thy anfwere: but the laft: Lords, O
Leo. There is no truth at all i’th’Oraclc: When I haue faid,cry woe: the Queene, the Queene,
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The fweet ft. deer’ft creature’s dead :& vengeance for’t 1 I call vpon thee.i
Not drop’d downe yet. Mar. Make your beft haftc, and go .not
Lord. The higher powres forbid. T oo-farre i’th Land ’tis like to be lowd weather,
:

Pau. I fay {he’s dead : lie fwear’t. If word, nor oath Eefides this place is famous for the Creatures
Preuailc not, go and fee : if you can bring Of prey, that keepc vpon’t,
Tindfure, orluftre in her lip, her eye Antig. Go thou away,
Heate outwardly, or breath within, lie ferue you lie follow inftantly.
As I would do the Gods. Bur, O thou Tyrant, tAdar. I am glad 3t heart
Do not repent thefe things, for they are heauicr Tobcforiddeo’thbufinefle. £x , t
Then all thy woes can fture : therefore betake thee Ant. Come, poore babe;
To nothing but difpaire. A thoufand knees. I haue heard (but not belceu’d) the Spirits
o’th’dcad
Ten thoufand ycares together, naked, fading, May walke againe iffuch thing be, thy Mother
:

Vpon a barren Mountain?, and if ill Winter Appear’d to me lart ni ght for ne’re was dreame :

In ftorme perpetuall, could nocmouetheGods So like awaking. Tom? comes a creature,

T o lookc that way thou wer e. Sometimes her head on one fide, lome another,
Leo. Goon, goon I neuer faw a veflell oflike forrow ;

Thou canft not fpeake too much, I haue deferu’d So fill’d, and fo becomming pure white Robes
: in
All tongues to talke their bittteft. Like very lan&icy flic did approach
Lord, Say no more; My Cabine where I lay : thrice bow’d before me,
How crethebufineflc goes, you haue made fault And (gafping to begin fome fpeech) her eyes
I’th boldnefie of your fpeech. Became two fpouts the fqnc fpenr, anon ; j

Pan. I am forry for t Did breake from her. Good Aatigonut,

this
All faultsI make, when 1 fhall come to know them, Since Fate ( againft thy better difpofition)
Ido repent Alas, 1 haue fhew’d too much
: Hath made thy perfon for the Thowcr-out
The raftanefle of a woman he is toucht : Of my poore babe, according to thine oath.
To th’Noble heart. What’s gone, and what’s paft helpe Places remote enough are in 'Bohemia,
Should be paft greefe Do not recciue afftiiftion
: There weepe, and leaue it crying: and for the babe
At my petition I befeech you, rather
; Is counted loft for euer, Perdita
Let mebepumfh’d, that haue minded you I prethee call’t : For this vngentle bufinefie
Of what you fhould forget. Now (good my Liege) Put on thee, by my Lord, thou ne’re (halt fee
Sir, Royall Sir, forgiuc a foolifh woman ; Thy Wife Paulina more and fo, with fhrickes :

The loue bore your Qjaeene (Lo, foole againe)

I She melted into Ayrc. Affrighted much,
lie fpeake of her no more, nor of your Children I did in time colled my fclfe, and thought

lie not remember you of tr.y ownc Lord, This was fo, and no {lumber ; Dreames, are coyes,
(Who is loft roo:) take your patience to you, Y et for this once, yea fuperftitioufly,
And lie fay nothing. I will be t'quar’d by this. I do belecue
Leo. Thou didft fpeake hue well. Eermione hath fuffer’d death, and that
When moft the truth which I receyue much better,
: Apollo would (this being indeede the iflue
Then to be pittied of thee. Prethce bring me Of King Polixenes ) it fhou'.d heere be laide
To the dead bodies of my Q^eenc, and Sonne, (Either for life, or death) vpon the earth
One grauc flaall be for both : Vpon them fhall Ofic’s righcFathcr. Bloflome, fpeed thee well,
The caufes of their death appeare (vnto There lye, and there thy charradcr there thefe, :

Our fiiamc perpetuall)once a day, lie vifit Which may if Fortune pleafe, both breed thee (pretty)
The Chappci! where they lye, and teares fhed there And ft ill reft thine. The ftorme beginnes,poore wretch,
Shall be my recreation. So long as Nature That for thy mothers fault, art thus expos’d
Will beare vp with this exercifc, fo long Tolcfle, and what may follow. Weepe I cannot,
I dayly vow co vfe it. Conic, and leade me But my heart blecdes and moft accurft am I :

To thefe forrowes. Exeunt To be by oath enioyn’d to this. Farewell,

The day frownes more and more thou’rt like to haue :

A lullabie too rough I neuer faw :

The heauens fo dim, by day. A fauage clamor ?

Scana Tenia. Well may I get a-boord :Thi$is the Chace,
-
'

Iiam gone for euer. Exit purfued by a Bean.

j
Shep. I would there were no age betweene ten and
Enter Antigoms, a UMarriner, Babe, Sbeepe- three and twenty, or that youth would fleep out the reft*
\heard, and Clewne. for there is nothing (in the betweene) but getting wen-
ches with childc, wronging the Auncientry, ftealing,
Ant.Thou arc perfedf then, our fbip hath toucht vpon fighting, hcarke you now would any but thefe boyldc- :

The Defarts of Bohemia. braines of nineteenc, and two and twenty hunt this wea-
(JMar. I (my Lord) and feare ther ? They haue fcarr’d away two of roy beft Sbeepe,
We haue Landed in ill time the skies looke grimly. : which I feare the Wolfe will foonerfindeitheo the Mai-
And threaten prefent bluffers. In my conscience fter ; if any where I haue them, ’tis by the fea-fide, bron-

The heauens with that we haue in hand, are angry. zing ofluy Good-lucke(and’t be thy will) what haue
And frownc vpon’s. we heere ? Mercy on’s, a Barne ? A very pretty barne ; A
Ant. Their facred wil’* be done go get a-boord, :
boy, ora Clvlde I wonder ? (A pretty one, a verieprettie
Lookc to cny barkc,Ile not be long before one j furc foroc Scape j Though I am not bookifh, yet I
can
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can rcadc Waiting-Gentlewoman in the (cape : this has

beenefome ftaire-worke, feme Trtsnkc-worke,fomebe-
hinde-doore work? : they were warmer that gotithis,
zABus Quartus Sccna Trima. .

then the poore Thing is heere. He take it vp for pity, yet

He tarry till my fonne come he hallow’d buteuen now. :

Whoa*ho-hoa. Enter Time, the Charm.

Time. I thatpleafe fome,tryall : both ioy and terror
Enter Claxvne.
Ofgood, and bad thac makes, and vnfolds error.
:

Now take vpon me (in the name of Time)

Clo. Hilloa.Ioa. To vfe my wings Impute it not a crime
:

J
Shep. What? art fonecre ? Ifthou'lc fee a thing to To me, or my fwife paftage, that I Aide
talke on, when thou art dead and rotten , come hither : Ore fixteenc yeeres,and leaue the growth VRtfiae
'what ayl’ftthou, man ? Of that wide gap, fince it is in my powre
?. Q
I haue feene two fuch fights, by Sea & by Land: T o orethrow Law, and in one felfe-borne howre
but f amnoc to fayit is a Sea, for it is nowthesktc, be- To plant, and ore-whelmeCuftome. Letmcpaffe
twixt the Firmament and it, you cannot thruft a bodkins
The fame I am, ere ancjent’ft Order was,
point. Or what is now receiu’d. I wunefie to
Shep. Why boy, how is it r
The times that brought them in, fo fhall I do
Clo. I would you did but fee how it chafes, how it ra-
T o th’frefheft things now reigning, and make ftale
ges, how it rakes vp the (bore, but that's not to the point: The of this prefent,as my Tale
gliftcring
Oh, the m oft pitteous
cry of the poore foules/ometimcs
Now feemes co it your patience this allowing,
and not to fee ’em Now the Shippc boaring
:

to fee ’em,
I turne my glaffe, and giuc my Scene fuch growing
:

the Moone with her maineM 3 ft, and anon wall owed i
As you had flept betweene Leontes leaning :

With yeft and froth, as you’ld thruft a Corke into a hogf- Th ’efFctfts of his fond iealoufies, fo greeuing
head. And then for the Land-feruice to fee how the
,
That he fhuts vp bimfelfe. Imagine me
Beare tore out his (boulder-bone, how hecridetomec (GentlcSpedlators) thac I now may be
for helpe,and laid his name was Antigonwjk Nobleman: remember well,
In faire Bohemia, and
But to make an end ofthe Ship, to fee how the Sea flap- I fonne o’th’Kings, which Florizeli
mentioned a
dracon'd it but firft, how the poore foules roared, and
I now name to you: and with (peed fo pace
:

the fea mock’d them:and how thepoore Gentleman roa-

To ipeake of Perdita, now growne ingrace
red, and the Beare mock’d h:m, both roaring lowder
Eqnall with wond’ring. What of her infues
then the fea, or weather.
not prophefie but let Times newes
I lift :

Shep. Name of mercy, when was this boy ? Be knowne when ’tis brought forth. A iheplierds daugh-
Clo. Now, now I haue not wink’d fince I
: fawthefc
And what to her adheres, which followes after, (ter
fights: the men are not yet cold vnder water, nor the
Is th’argumcnt of Time of this allow. :

Beare halfe din’d on the Gentleman he’s at t now.

If euer you haue fpent time worfe, ere now
: i

Shep. Would I had bin by, to haue help’d the olde

If ncuer, yet that Time himfelfe doth lay,
man.
He wifhes earneflly, you neucr may. Exit.
would youhad beeneby the fnipfide, tohaue
Clo. I
help’d hcr;there your charity would haue lack’d footing.
Shep. Heauy matters, hcauy matters but lookethee :

heere boy. Now blcffe thy felfe: thou met’ft with things Scena Sccunda.
dying, I with things new borne Here’s a fight for thee:
Looke thee, abearing-cloath for a Squires childe: looke
thee heere, take vp, take vp (Boy:) open't fo, let’s fee, it : EnterTclixenes, and Camilla.
was told me 1 fhould be rich by the Fairies. This isfome Pol. I pray thee (good Camtllo) be no more importu-
Changeling open’t what’s within, boy ?
: : nate : ’tis a ficknelfc denying thee any thing : a death to
Clo. You’re a mad olde man: Ifthefinnes of your grant this.

youth are forgiuen you, you’re well to liue. Goldc, all Icisfiftccne yceres fince Ifawmy Countrcy t
Cam,
Goid, though I haue (for the rood part) bin ayred abroad,! de-
Shop. This isFaiery Gold boy. and ’twill prone fo: vp fire to lay my bones there. Befidcs, the penitent King
with’r, keepe it clofe home, home, the next way. We
: (my Matter) hath fent for me, tc^vnofe feeling forrowes
arc l-uckie (boy) and to bee fo ftill requires nothing but 1 mightbe feme ailay,or I orevveene to thinkefo) which
fecrecic. Let n>y fiieepc go Come (good boy)the next : is another fpurre to roy departure.
way home. As thou lou’ft me (£ 'amillo') wipe not out the reft
Pol.
Clo. Go you the next way with your Findings, lie go of thy by Icauing me now the neede i haue of
fcruices, :

fee if the Beare bee gone from the Gentleman, and how thee, thine ownei gcodnefl'e hath made better not to :

much he bath eaten: they are ncuer curb but when they haue had thee, then thus to want thcc,thou hauing made
are hungry : if there be 3ny of him left, lie bury it. me Bufinefles, (which none (without thee) canluffici-
Shep. That’s a good deed if thou mayeft difeerne by
: cntly manage) tnuft either (lay to execute them thy fell c,

that which is left of him, what he is, fetch me to th’ligbc or take away with thee the very feruiccs thou haft done:
of him. which if I haue not enough confidered (as too much I
Clowne. ’Marry will I: and you fhall helpe to put him cannot) to bee more thankefull to thee, fhall bee my flu-
i’th’ground. die, and my profitc therein, the heaping friendfhippes.
Shep. 'Tis a lucky day, boy, and wee’l do good deeds Of that fatall Countrey Stcillia, prechce fpeakc no more,
on c Exeunt , !, whofe very naming, punnifhes me with the remembrance
I Bb o
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of that penitent (ns thou calft him) and reconciled King ing (asI am) lytter’d vnder Mercurie, was likewife a

my brother, whofe of his mod precious Queenc &

Ioffe fnapper-vp of vneonfidered trifles : With Dye and drab,
Children, are cuen now to be a-frefh lamented. Say to I purchas’d this Caparifon,and my Reuennew is the filly

me, when faw’ft thou the Prince Tloriz^ell my fon ? Kings Cheate. Gallowes,and Knocke, aretoo poweifull on
are no leffe vnhappy, their iffue,not being gracious, then theHighway: Beating and hanging are! terrors to mce
they are in loofing them, when they haue approued their For the life to come, 1 fleepe out the thought of it, A
Vertues. prize, a prize.
Cam. Sir, it is three dayes fince I faw the Princciwhat Enter Clowne
his happier affayres may be, arc to me vnknowne but 1 : Clo, Let me fee,
cucry Leauen-weather toddes, euery
haue (mifsingly) noted, he is oflate much rctyred from tod yceldcs pound and odde Hulling ; fiftcene hundred
Court, and is leffe frequent to his Princely cxercites then (home, what comes the wooll too ?
formerly he hath appeared. Aut. If the fprindge hold, the Cocke’s mine.
Pol. I haue confidcredfo much (ffamillo) and with Clo. cannot do’t without Compters.
I Let mce fee,
fomc care, fo farre, that I haue eyes vnder my feruicc, what am I to buy for our Shcepe-fhearing-Fcalt ? Three
which looke vpon his remouednefle: from whom I haue pound of Sugar, fiue pound of Currencc, Rice: What
this Intelligence, that he is fcldome from thehoufe of a will this filler ofniine do with Rice ? But my father hath
moll homely fhepheard a man (they fay) that from very
: made her Millrisofthc Fcaft,and fhelayes it on Shee .

nothing, and beyond the imagination of his neighbors, hath made*me four and twenty Nofe-gaycs for the fliea-
is growne into an vnfpcskable cflate. vers (three-man long-men, all, and very good ones) but
Cam. I haue heard (fir) of fuch a man who hath a ,
they are moll of them Meanes and Bales ;
but one Puri-
daughter of mod rare note the report of her is extended
: tan amongll them, and he lings Pfalmes to hornc-pipes.

more, then can be thought to begin from iuch a cottage 1 mull haue Saffron to colour the Warden Pies, Mace:

Pol. That’s likewife part of my Intelligence but(I : Dates, none that’s out of my note Nutmcgges.feuen ;
: :

feare) the Angle thatpluckes our fonne thither. Thou 3 Race or two ol Ginger, but that I may begge Foure :

(haltaccompany vs to the place, where we Will (not ap. pound ofPrewyns, and asmany ofReylons o th Sun.
pcaring what vve are jhaue fome queflion w ith the fiicp- Aut. Ob,:hat euei I was borne.
heard; from whole fimplicity, thmkeitnot vneafie to 1 (lo Pth’na.. e ofme.
get the caufe of my fonnes refort thetber. ’Prethc be my Aut On helpc me, helpemee :plucke but off tliefc

prefenr partner m
this buiines,and lay alidc the thoughts ragges and then dcath,death,
:

of Sicillia. Cio. Macke poore foule, thou haft need of more t3gs

Cam. I willingly obey your command. to lay on thee, rather then haue tliefc off.
Pol. My beft Camillo 3
\uts mud difguife our fel Jcs.£.vr'r Aut. Oh fir, the loathfomncffe of them offend mce,
more then the ftrip cs I haue receiued, whicharemiglme
ones and millions,
Clo. Alas poore man, a million of beating may come
Scena Tertia. to a great matter.
Aut I am rob’d fir, and beaten my money, and ap- :

parre'l tanc from mc.and thefc dctellable things put vp-

Enter /l tit aliens Jingtng, on me,
When Daffadils begin to peere, Clo. Wnat,by a ho:fc-man,or a foot-man?
With heigh the 'Doxy otter the dale, „4ut. A footman (fweet fir) a footman.
Why then comes in the fweet o' they cere, Clo. Indeed, he fliould be a footman, by the garments
For the red blood raigns in y winters pale. he has left with thee: Ifthisbeea horfemans Coate , it
hath feene very hot fetuiae. Lend me thy hatid,Ile helpe
The white fheete bleaching on the hedge, thee. Come, lend me thy hand,

With hey the fweet birds, O how they ftng : Aut. Oh good fir, tenderly, ch.
Doth fet my p tigging tooth an edge , Clo. Alas poore foule.
For a quart ofAle u a dijls for a King. Aut. Oh good fir, foftly, good fir : I feare (fir) my
fiioulder-blade is out.

The Larky that tirra Lyra chaunts. Clo.How now? Canll {land ?
With heigh, the Thrufhandthe lay : Aut. Softly,deere fir: good fir, foftly :
you ha done
Are Summer fonts for me and my Aunts me a charitable office. .1

while we lye tumbling in the hay. Clo. Doeft lacke any mony ? I haue a little mony for

I haue feru’d Prince Flor zxll, and in my time wore three thee.
pile, but now I am out ofleruice. Aut. No, good fweet fir no, I befeech you fir:I haue :

aKinfman not pall three quarters of a mile hence , vnto

'But (hall I go mottmefor that (my deere) whome I was going: Ifhalltherehaue money, or anic
the pale Moone fbtnes by night thing I want Offer me no money I pray you, that killes
:

And when / wander here, and there my heart.

I then do mojl go right. Clow. What manner of Fellow was hccthat robb’d
If Tinkers may haue leaue to line, you?
andbeare tbe Sow -skin Bowget. Aut . A fellow (fir) that I haue knowne to goe about
Then my account I well maygiue, withTroll-my-dames I knew him once a feruant of the
:

and in the Stockes auouch-it. Prince cannot tell good fir, for which of his Ver-
: I

My Trafhcke is fheetes when the Kite builds, looke to

: tues it was, but hec was certaincly Whipt out of the
idler Linuen. My Father nam’d me tAutohcus^Viho bc- Court.
Cl».
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Clo.H'is vices you would fay : there’s no vertuewhipt j
H rth not beene vs’d to fcare:) cucn now I ^enable
out of the Court: they cherifh it to make it fhy there; T o thinke your Father, by fomc accident
and yet it will no more but abide. Should pafie this way, as you did Oh the Fates, :

Aut. Vices I would fay (Sir.) I know this man well, How would he looke, to fee his worke, fo noble,
he hath bene fince an Ape-bearer, then a Procell*-feruer Vildely bound vp ? What would he fay ? Or how
(aBayliffe) then hec compaft a Motion of the Prodigall Should I (in thefe my borrowed Flaunts) behold
fonne, 3nd married a Tinkers wife, within a Mile where The fternneffe of his prefence ?
my Land and Liuing lyes ; 3nd (hauing flowne oucr ma- Flo. Apprehend
ny knauifh profelfions) he fetled onely in Rogue: fomc Nothing but iollity: the Goddes thcmfeltres
call him Atttolictu. (Humbling their Deities to loue) haue taken
Clo. Out vpon him : Prig, for my life Prig:'ne haunts The IFupes of Beads vpon them. Iupitev,
W 3 kes,Faircs,anb Bcare-baitings. Became a Bull, and bellow’d the greene Neptune :

Aut. Very true fir : he fit hee: that’s the Rogue that A Ram, and bleated and the Fire-roab’d-God
:

put me into this apparrell. Golden Apollo, a poore humble Swaine,

Not a more cowardly Rogue
(fl0 . in all 'Bohemia If ;
As I feeme now. Their transformations,
W
j

you had but look’d bigge, and ipit at him, bec’ld haue ere neuer for a peece of beauty, rarer,
runne. Nor in a way fo chafte fince my defires
:

Aut. I mufi cotifcfle to you(fir)I am no fighter : I am Run not before mine honor nor my Lulls :

falle of heart chat way,& that he knew I warrant him. Burne hotter then my Faith,
Clo. How do you now? Perd. O but Sir,
*4nt. Sweet fir, much better then I was : I can ftand, Your refolution cannot hold, when 'tis
and walke: I will euen take my lcaue of you,& pace loft- Oppos’d (as itmuftbe)\>yth’powrcoftbeKing :
Iy towards myKinfmans. One of thefe two muft be necefsities,
Clo. Shall I bring thee on the way? Which then will fpcake, that you muft change this pif'r'-
Af-t. No, good fac’d fir, no fweet fir. •
Orlmyiife. " <" ;

(pofe,.’
Clo. Then fartheewell, I muft go buy Spices for cur Flo. Thou decr’ft Perdata.
fheepe-fttearing. Exit. With thefe forc’d thoughts, I prethee darkennot
Aut. Profperyou fweet fir. Yourpurfe isnothote- The Mirth o’th’Feaft Or He be thine (my Faire)
:

nough to purchafe your Spice lie be with you at your : Or not my Fathers. For I cannot be
;
fheepe-fhearingtoo : If I make not this Cheat bring out Mine owne,,norany thing to any, if
another, and the fneerers proue fheepe,let me be vnrold, I be not thine. To tills I am moll conftant,
j
and my name put in the booke ofVertue. Though deftiny fay no. Be merry (Gentle)
Strangle fuch thoughts as thefe, with any thing
Song. Iog-on Jog-on, the foot-path way, That you behold the while. Yourgueftsare eomming :

And merrily hem the Stile-a Lift v p your countenance, as it were the day
A merry heart goer all the day , Of celebration of that nuptial], which
Tout fad tyres in a tJMtle-a. Exit. We two haue fworne fFin.ll come.
Perd. O Lady Fortune,
1
'.
r

Stand you aufpicious.

Flo. See, yout Guefts approach,
Addrefle your felfe to entertaine them fprightly,
And let’s be red with mirth.
Shep. Fy (daughter) when my old wife lin’d : vpon
This day, flic was both P antler, Butler, Cooke,
Enter Flsriz.ell,‘Perdita,Shepherd,Clowne ) Po/ixenes,Ca- Both Dame and Scruant Welcom’d all feru’d all.
: :

r
millo,j’l4opfa, Dorcas,Seruants Auto ,
liens. Would fing her fong, and dance her turne : now heere
Flo. Thefe your vnvfuall weeds, to each part of you At vpper end o’th Table; now, l’th middle :

Do’s giue a life : no Shepherdeffe, but F lora On his fhoulder, and his : her face o’fire
Peering in Aprils front. This your fhcepc-fhearing, With labour, and the thing fine rookc to qifench iC
. Is as a meeting of the petty Gods, She would to each one fip. You arc retyred.
j
AndyoutheQueencon’t. As if you were afeafted one and not :

Perd. Sir : my gracious Lord, The Hoftefle of the meeting : Pray you bid
To chide atyour extreames, it not becomes me Thefe vnknowne friends to’s welcome, for it is
(Oh pardon, that I name them:) your high felfe A way to make vs better Friends, more knowne
The gracious'marke o’th’Land, you haue obfeor’d Come, quench your blufhes, and prefent your felfe
With a Swaines wearing and me (poore lowly Maide)
: That which you arc, Miftris o’th’Feaft. Come on.
Moft Goddeffe-like prank’d vp : Butxhat our Feafts And bid vs welcome to yourfheepe-fhearing.
In euery Meffc.haue folly ; and the Feeders As your good flockc fhall profper.
Dlgefi with a Cuftome, I fhould blufh Prrd. Sir, welcome:
To fee you foattyr’d : fworne I thinke. my Fathers will, I fhouldtakconmce
It is
To fhew my felfe a glafie. The Hofteflefhip o’th’day you’re welcome fir. :
Flo. Ibleflethetime; Giue me thofeFlowres there ( Dorcas.) Reucrend Sirs,
When my good Falcon, made her flight a-efofle For you, there’s Rofemary, and Rue, thefe keepe
Thy Fathers ground. Seeming, and fauour all the Winter long ;
Perd. Now Ioue affoord you caufc Grace, and Remembrance be to you both,
To me the difference forges dread (yourGreatneffc And welcome twour Shearing. 1

Bbi Pol.
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Fo/. Shepherdefle, Do’s change ray difpofition:

(A fairc one are you:) well you fit our ages Flo. What you do.
With flowres of Winter. Still betters what is done. When you fpeakc (Sweet)
Perd . Sir, the yeare growing ancient. I’ld haue you do it euer When you fing, :

Not yet on fummers death, nor on the birtfl I’ld haue you buy, and fell fo : fo giue Aimes,

Of crcmbling winter, the fayreft flowres o’th feafon Pray fo and for the ord’ring your Affayres,
:

Are our Carnations, and ftreak’d Gilly-vors, To ting them too. When you do dance, I wifhyou
(Which fome call Natures baftards) oKhat kind A waue o’th Sea, that you might cuer do
Our rufticke Gardens barren, and I care not Nothing butthat moueftilI,ftill fo : :

To get flips of them. And owne no other Funffion. Each your doing,
Pol. Wherefore ( gentle aiden ) M (So Angular, in each particular)
Doyounegletfl them. Crownes what you are doing, in the prefent deeds,
Perd. For I haue heard it faid, That all your A (Acs, arc Queenes.
There s an Art, which in their pidenefic fliarcs
i Perd. O Doricles.
With great creating-Naturc. Your praifes are too large: butthat your youth
Tel. Say there be: And the true blood which pcepes faircly through’t,
Yet Nature is made better by no ir.eanc, Do plainly giueyou out an Ynftain’d Sphephcrd '

But Nature makes that Mcanc fo ouer that Art, ; With wiledome, I might feare {my Dor teles)
(Which you fay addes to Nature ) is an Art You woo’d mcthefalfe way.
That Nature makes you fee (fweet Maid) we-marry
:
Flo. I thinke you haue
A gentler Sien, to the wildeft Stockc, As little skill to feare, as I haue purpofc
And make conceyue a barke ot bafer kindc T o put you to’t.
But come, our dance I pray.
By bud of Nobler race. This is an Art Your hand (my Pcrdita-.) fo Turtles paife
Which do’s mend Nature change it rather, but : That neuer meaneto part.
The Art it felfe, is Nature, Perd. Ilefwearefor’em.
Perd. So it is. Po This istheprettieft Low-borne Lafle, that euer
.

Pol. Then make you Garden rich in Gilly’vors, Ran on the greene-ford Nothing flic do’s, or feemes :

And do not call them baftards. But ftnackes of fomething greater then her felfe,
Terd. Tie not put T oo Noble for this place.
The Dible in earth, to fet one flip of them Cam. He tels her'fomething
No more then were I painted, I would vyifh That makes her blood looke on’t Good footh fhe is :

This youth fhould fay ’ewer well and onely therefore : The Qucenc of Curds and Creame.
Defire to breed by me. Here’s flowres for you : Clo. Come on: ftrike vp.
Hot Lauender, Mints, Sauory, Mariorum, Dorcas. Mopfa muti be your Miftrss : marry Garlick
The Mary-gold, that goes to bed with'Sun, tomend her killing with.
And with him rifes, weeping Thefe are flowres y : . JMop Now in good time.
<

Of middle fummer, and I thinke they are giuen , Clo. Not a word,awo:d,we ftand vpon our manners,
To men of middle age. Y'are very welcome. Come, ftrike vp.
Cam. I fhould leaue grating, were I of your flocke. Heere a D ounce cfShepheards and
And onely liue by gazing. S bepbearddejfes
Perd. Out alas: Tel.Pray good Shepheard, what faireSwaine is this,
You’ld be fo leane, that blafts of Ianuary (Friend, Whkb dances with vour daughter ?
Would blow you through and through.Now (my fauft Sleep. They call him Donc/es, andboaftshimfelfe

Iwould I had fome Flowres o’th Spring, that might To haue a worthy Feeding but I haue it ;

Become your time of day : and yours, and yours, Vpon his o wne report, and I beleeue it
That weare vpon your Virgin-branches yet He lor kes like footh: he l'ayes he loues my daughter,
Your Maiden.hcads growing O Proftrpina, : 1 thinke fo too
;
for neuer gaz’d the Moone
For the Flowres now, that (frighted) thou let’ll fall Vpon the water, as hee’l ftand and reade
From Dyjfes Waggons Daffodils, As rwere my daughters eyes : and to be platne,
That come before the Swallow dares, and take I thinke there is not halfe a kiffe to choofc

The windes of March with beauty Violets (dim. : Who loues another beft.
But fweeterthen the lids ofluno’s eyes. Pol. She dances featly.

Or Cytbereas breath) pale Prime-rofcs, though I report it

Shop. So fhe do’s any thing,
That dye vnmarried, ere they can behold That fhould be filent If yong Dortcler :

Bright Phoebus in his ftrength (a Maladie Do light vpon her, fhe fhall bring him that
Moft incident to Maids:) bold Oxlips, and Which he not dreamesof. Enter Seruant. .

The Crowne Imperiall Lillies of all kinds, : Ser. O Mafter

ifyou did but heare the Pedler at the
:

(The Flowre-de-Luce being one.) O, thefe I lackc. doore, you would neuer dance againe after a Tabor and
To make you Garlands of) and my fweet friend. Pipe no, the Bag-pipe could not mouc you bee Tinge*
: :

To ftrew him o’re, and ore. feucrall Tunes, fafter then you’l tell money: hee vtters
Flo. What? like a Coarfe ? them as he had eaten ballads, and all mens cares grew to

Perd. No, like a banke, for Louc to lye, and play on: his Tunes.
Not like a Coarle : or if: not to be buried. Clo He could neuer come better hee (hall come in :
;

But quicke, and mine armes. Come, take your flours,

in I louc a ballad bur euen too well, be dolefull matter
if it

Me thinkes I play as I haue fcenethem do merrily fet downe : or a very plcafant thing indeede, and
In Whicfon-Paftorals Sure this Robe of mine: fung lamentably.
Ser.
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Str. He hath Tongs for man, or woman, ofallfizes: f
Clo What haft heere? Ballads?
No Milliner canfo fit his enftomers with Gloues: he has Mop. Pray now buy fome : I ioue a ballet in print, a
the prettied Loue-fongs for Maids, fo without bawdrie life, for then we are fure they are true.

(which is ftrange.) withfuch delicate burthens of Dil- slut. Here’s one, to a very doleful! tune, howaVfu-
do’s and Fadings Iump-hcr, and thump-her; and where
: rers wife was brought bed of twenty money baggsac
to
Tome ftretch-mouth’d Rafcall, would (as it were) meane a burthen, and how fhe long’d to eate Adders heads, and
mifeheefe, and breake a fowlc gap into the Matter, hee Toads carbonado’d.
makes the maid to anfwere, IP’hoop, dee menoharme good Mop. Is it true, thinkeyou ?
man put’s him off, flights him, with JVheop,d$e meeno
:
Slut. Very true, and but amoneth old.
harmegood man. Dor. Bleflcmefrom marrying a Vfurer,
Pol. This is a braue fellow. Aut. Here’s the Midwiues name to’t one Mi ^.Tale- :

Clo. Belcceemee, thou talked ofan admirable con- Porter, zni fiue or fix honeft Wines, that were prefent.
ceited fellow, has he any vnbraided Wares ? Why fhould I carry lyes abtoad ?
Ser. Hee hath Ribbons of all the colours i’rh Raine- Mop- ’Pray you now buy it.
bow ; Points, more then all the Lawyers in 'Bohemia, can Clo. Come-on,layitby: and let’s firft fee moe Bal-
learnedly handle, though they come to him by th’grpffe: lads : W ee’l buy the other rhihgs anon.

Inckles, Caddyfles, Cambrickes, Lawnes : why he fings Aut. Here’s another ballad ofaFifh, thatappeared
em ouer, as they were Gods, or Goddelfes : you would vpon tfiecoaft,nn\venfday the tourefcore of Aptil,for tie
thinkea Smo.ckewcrea (hee-Angell, he fo chauntes to thoufand fadora abouc water, & fung this ballad againft
the fleeue-hand, and the worke about the fquare on’t. the bard hearts ofmaids it was thought flic was a Wo-
:

Clo. Prc’thce bring him in, and let him approach fin- man, and was turn'd into a cold fifti, for fhe wold not ex-
ging. change flefh with one that lou’d her The Ballad is very :

Perd. Forewarne him, that he vfe no fcurrilous words pittifull,andastrue.

in’s tunes. Dor. Is it true too, thinkeyou.
Clow. Youhaueof thefcPedlers, th3t hauemorein Autol. Fiue luftices hands at it, and witr.cfles more
them, then voul’d thinke (Sifler.) then my packe will hold.
Perd. I, good brother, or go about to thinke. Clo. Lay it by too another.
;

Ant This merry ballad, but a very pretty one.

is a
Enter Slut diem flnging. Mop. Let’s haue fome merry ones.
L (Tivne as white as dritten Snow, iAut. Why this is a palling merry one, and goes to the
Cyprefje blache as ere was Crow , tune of two maids wooing a man : there’s fcarfe a Maidc
Clones as fweete as Damask? Roles, weftward but fhe fings it: ’tis in rcqucft,l can tel you.
1

Mask?s forfaces, andfornefes : "Mop. We can both fingit : if chou’ltbeare a patt,ihou

Bugle-bracelet Neck? lace Amber,
, fhalt heare, ’tis in three parts.
Perfume for a Ladies Chamber Dor. We h:d the tune on’t, a month agoe,
Golden fffuotfes, and Stomachers Aut. 1 can beare my part, you muft know ’tis my oc-
form] Lads . to gins their deers cupation : Haue at it with you.
Pens, and psaktng-ftickes of fecle. Song Get you hence for I tnufigoe
What cAlatds lack?from head to heele Aut. Where it fits notyou to know.
(fome buy of me, cometcomc buy come buy Dor. whether ?
Buy Lads, or elfey our Lajfes cry Come buy. ; Mop O whether ?

Dor. Whether ?
were not in loue with C/l/opp, thou fhouldft
Clo. If I Mop. It becom’s thy oath full well,\
take no money ofme, but being enthrall’d as I am, it will Thou to me thy fecrets tell.
alfo be the bondage of certaine Ribbons and Gloues, D or: CMc too : Le* ire go thether :

Mop. I was promis’d them again!! the Fcaft,but they Mop Or thougtefi to th Grange, or Nitty
come not too late now. Dor: Ifto either thou dofi ill,
Dor. He hath promis'd you more then that,' or there Aut: Neither.
be lyars. Dcr: What neither ?
Mop. Hchath paid you all he promis’d you: ’May be A ut; Neither
he has paid you more, which will fhame'you to giue him hafl frame my Loue to be.
Dor: Thou
againe. Mop
Thouhafi fvorne it more to mes.
do. Is there no manners left among maids?\Vill they Then whet hergoefi} Say whether ?
weare their plackets, where they fliould bear their faces ? CAj.WccT haue this long our anon by our felues : My
Is there not milking-time ? When you are going to bed? Father, and the Gent.are in fad ta ke,& wee’ll not trouble
Or kill-hole? Towhifllcof thefe fecrcts, butyournuft them Come bring away thy pack after me. Wenches He
:

be tittle-tatling before all our guefts?’Tis well they are buy for you both:Pedlei let’s haue the firft choicc;fo!ow
whifpring:clamor your tongues, and not a word more. roegirlcs. Aut: And yon fhall pay well for em.
Mop. I haue done ; Comcyou promis’d me a tawdry- Song, Witty ou buy any Tape ,
or Lace for your Crpe ?
lace, and apaire offweet Gloues. My dainty Duck?, my deer e- a}
Clo. Haue 1 not told thee how I was cozen’d by the Any Silk?, any Thred, any Toyes fir your head
way, and loft all my money. Of the news't,aud fins' t fins' t weare-a ,
Slut. And indeed Sir, there arc Cozeners abroad, ther- (fome to the pedler dMoney s a needier,
,

forc it behooucs men to be wary. That doth vtter all mens ware- a. Exit
Clo. Feare not thou man, thou fhalt lofe nothing here Seruant. Mayfter, there is three Carters, three Shep^
Aut, I hope io fir, for I haue about me many parcels 1

hcrdijthrce Neat- herds, three Swine-herds y haue mad c

of charge. I Bbj them

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themfelues all men of haire, they cal themfelucs Saltiers, Shep. Take hands, a bargainc;
and they haue a Dance, which the Wenches fay is a gal- And friends vnknowne, you fliall bearc witneffc to’t
ly-maufrey ofGambols, becaufe they are not in’c : but I gi ue my daughter to him, and will make

they themfelues arc o’th’minde (if it bee not too tough Her Portion, cquall his,
for fome, that know little but bowling) it willpleafe Flo. O, that muft bee .

plentifully. Tth Vertuc of your daughter One being dead, :

Away :Wee’l none on’t;heere has beenc too

Shep. I fhall haue more then you can dreame ofy et.
much homely foolery already. I know (Sir) wee wca- Enough then for your wonder but comc-on. :

rie you. Contract vs fore thefe Witneffcs.

Pol. You wearie thofc that refrefh vs :r pray let’s fee Shep. Come, your hand
thefe foure-threes of Heardfmen. And daughter, yours.
Ser. One three of them, by their owne report (Sir,) Pol. Soft Swaine a-while, befccchyou,
hath danc’d before the King and not the worftofthe : Haue you a Father?
three, but iumpes twclue foote and a halfe by thTquire. Flo. I haue: butwhat of him?
Shep. Lcaue your prating, fince thefe good men are Pol. Knoxes he of this?
pleaf'd, let them come but quickly now.
in : Flo He neither do’s, nor fliall.
Ser. Why, they doorc Sir.
flay at Pol. Mc-thinkes a Father,
Heere <t Dance of twclue Satyres.' Is at the Nuptiall of his foane, a gueft
Pol. O
Father, you’l know more of that heereafter: That befl becomes the T able Pray you once more :

Is it not too farre goneP’Tis time to part them, Is not your Father growne incapeable
He’s fimple, and tels much. How now(fairc fhepheard) Of reafonable affayres ? Is he not ftupid
Your heart is full offomething, that do’s t.ikc With Age, and altring Rheumes?Can he fpeake ?heare?
Your minde from feafting. Sooth, when l w3s yong. Know man, from m3n ? Difpute his owne cftacc ?

And handed loue, as you do I was wont ;

Lies he not bed-rid ? And againe, do’ s nothing
To load my Shec with knackes I would haue ranl3ckt : But what he did, being childifh ?
The Pedlcrs filken Treafury, and haue powr'd it Flo. No good Sir:

T o her acceptance you haue let him go.

:
He has his health, and ampler flrength indeede
And nothing matted with him. If your Lade Then moll haue of his age.
Interpretation fliould abul'e, and call this Pol. By my white beard,
Yourlacke ofloue,orbounty, you were ftraiced You offer him (ifthisbefo)a wrong
For a reply at leaf!, if you make a care Something vnfilliall Reafon my fonne :

Of happie holding her. Should choofe hinifelfc a wife, but as good reafon
Flo. Old Sir, I know The Father ( all vvhofe ioy is nothing elfe
She prizes not fuch trifles as thefe are : But faire poflerity) fliould hold feme counfaile
The gifts flic Iookes from me, arc packt and loekt In fuch a bufinefle.
j

V P in my heart, which I haue giuen already. Flo. I yeeld all this;

But not deliuer’d. O hearc me breath my life But for fome other reafons (my grauc Sir)
Before this ancient Sir, whom (it fliould feeme) Which ’tis not fic you know, I not acquaint
Hath fometime lou’d: I take thy hand, this hand. My Father ofthis bufinefle.
As fofc as Doucs-downc, and as white as it. Pel. Let him know’t.
Or Ethyopians tooth, or the fan’d fnovv, that’s bolted Flo He fhall not.

By th’Northerne blafls, twice ore. Pol, Pretheelet him.

‘Pol, Whac followcs this ? Flo Ne, he muft not.
How prettily th’yong Swaine feemes to wafh him (my fonne) he fliall not need to grecue
Shep. Let
The hand, was faire before ? I haue put youout. At knowing of thy choice.
But to your proteflation : Let me heare Flo. Come, come, he muft not
What you profefle. Marke our Contract.
Flo. Do, and be witnefle too’t. Pol. Marke your diuorce(yong fir)
And this my neighbour too ?
Pol. Whom fonne I dare not call Thou art too bafe :

Flo. And he, and more To be acknowledge. Thou a Scepters heire.

Then lie, and men the earth, the heauens,and all
: That thus fheepc-hooke ? Thou, old Traitor,
afferfts a

That were I crown’d the nioft Impcriall Monarch I am by hanging thee, I can
forry, that
Thereofmoft worthy were I the fayreft youth
: but fliorten thy life one weeke. And thou.frefh peece
That euer made eye fvverue, had force and knowledge Of excellent Witchcraft, whom of force muft know
More then was euer mans, I would not prize them The royall Foole thou coap’ft with.
Without her Loue for her, employ them all.
;
Shep. Oh my heart.
Commend them, and condemne them to her fcruice. Pol. lie haue thy beauty fcratcht with briers & made
Or to their owne perdition. More homely then thy ftate. For thee (fond boy)
Pol. Faitely offer’d. If I may euer know thou doft but figh,
Cam. This fhewes a found affeiftion. That thou no more flialt ncuer fee this knacke(as neuer
Shep. But my daughter, I meane thou fhalc) wec’lbarre thee from fucceflion.

Say you the like to him. Not hold theeofour blood,no not our Kin,
Per. I cannor fpeake Farre then ‘Deucalion off (marke thou my words)
:

So well, (nothing fo well) no, nor meane better Follow vs to the Court. Thou Churle, for this time
By th’patteme of mine owne thoughts, I cut out (Though full of our difpleafure) yet we free thee
Thepuritieofhis. Fromthcdcadblowofit. And you Enchantment,
Wor-
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Worthy enough a Heardfman yea him too, :
In vnknowne fadomes, will I breake my oath
That makes himfelfe (but for our Honor therein) To this my faire belou’d :Thcrefore, I pray you,
Vnworchy thee. If euer henceforth,
thou As you haue euer bin my Fathers honour’d friend.
Thefc rurall Latches, to his entrance open, When he (hall mifie me, as fin faith I meane not
Or hope his body more, with thy embraces, To fee him any more) caft your good counfailcs
I will deuife a death, as cruell for thee Vpon his'pafsion Letmy felfe, and Fortune
:

As thou art tender to’t. *

Exit. Tug for the time to come. This you may know,
Ttrd. Euen heerevndone: And fo deliuer, I am put to Sea
was not much a- fear’d for once, or twice
I : With her, who heere I cannot hold on fhore:
I was about to fpeake, and tell him plainely. And mod opportune to her neede, I haue
The felfe-famc Sun, that lhines vpon his Court, A V effell rides fad by, but not prepar’d
Hides not his vifage from our Cottage, but For this defigne. What courfc 1 meane to hold
Lookes on alike. Wilt pleafe you (Sir) be gone ? Shall nothing benefit your knowledge, nor
I told you what would come of this Befeech you : Concerne me the reporting.
Ofyourowne ftate takecare :Thisdreame ofmine Cam. O my Lord,
Being now awake, He Qneene it no inch farther, I would your lpirit were eafier for aduice.

But milke my Ewes, and weepe. Or ftrongcr for your neede.

Cam. Why how now Father, Flo. Hcavke Perdita,

Speake ere thou dyeft. lie heare you by and by.

Shep. I cannot fpeake, nor thinke, Cam. Hee’s irremoueable,’
Nor dare to know, that which 1 know O Sir, : Refolu’d for flight Now were I happy if
:

You haue vndone a man of fourefcore three. His going, I could frame to ferue my turne,
That thought to fill his graue in quiet : yea, Sauc him from danger, do him loueand honor,
T o dye vpon the bed my father dy’de, Purchafe the fight againe of deere Sicillia,
To lye clofe by his honefl bones but now ;
And that vnhappy King, my Mailer, whom
Some Hangman mud put on my fhrowd, and lay me I lo much thirft to fee.

Where no Prieft fhoucls-in dull. Oh curfed wretch, Flo, Now good Camilla,
That knew’ft this was the Prince, and wouldfl aduenture I am fo fraught with curious bufineffe, that
To mingle faith with him. V ndone, vndone I leaue out ceremony.
If 1 might dye within this houre, I haue liu’d Cam . Sir, I thinke

To die when I defire. Exit. You haue heard of my poore feruices, i'th loue
bio. Why lookeyoufovponme? That I haue borne your Father?
13m but forry, not affear’d dclaid, : Fie. Very nobly

But nothing alti cd What I was, I am : : Haue you deferu’d It is my Fathers Muficke
:

More ftraining on, for plucking backc; not following To fpeake your deeds not little ofhis care
:

My leafir vnwillingly. To haue them recompenc’d, as thought on.

Cam. Gracious my Lord, Cam. Well fmy Lord)
You know my Fathers temper at this time : If you may pleafe to thinke I loue the King,
He will allow no fpecch (which I do ghefl'e : And through him, what’s neereft to him, which is
You do not purpofe to him:) and as hardly Your gracious felfe; embrace but my direction.
Will he endure your fight, as yet I feare; If your more ponderous and fctled proiedt
Then till the fury ofhis Highnefte fettle Mayfuffer alteration. On mine honor,
Come not before him. lie point you where you fhall haue fuch receiuing

Flo. I not purpofe it As (hall become your Highnefie, where you may
I thinke Camille. k
Enioy your Miftris ; from the whom, I fee
Cam. Euen he, my Lord. There’s no difiundtion to be made, but by
Per. Ho w often haue L told you ’twould be thus ? (As heauens forefend) your ruine Marry her.:

How often faid my dignity would laft And with my beft endeuours,in your abfence,
But till ’twer knownc ? Your difeontenting Father, ftriue to qualifie
cannot faile, but by
Tie. It And bring him vp to liking.
The violation of my faith, and then Flo- How Camilla
Let Nature crufh the fides o'th earth together. May this (almort a miracle) be done ?
And marre the feeds within. Lift vp thy lookes That I may call thee fomething more then man.
From my fucceflion wipe me (Father) I And after that trufl to thee.

Am heyre to my affedlion. Cam. Haue you thought on

Cam. Beaduis’d. A place whereto you’l go f
I am
Tlo. and by my fancie,if my Reafon
: Not any yet :
Flo.
Will thereto be obedient 1 haue reafon : : But th’vnthought-on accident is guiltie
as
If not, my fences better pleas’d with madneffc. To what we wildely do, fo we profefle
Do bid it welcome. Our felues to be the flaues of chance, and flyes ]

Cam. This is defperateffir.) Of euery winde that blowes.

Flo. So call it but it do’s fulfill
: my vow: Cam Then lift to me:
,

Ineeds mull thinke it honefty. Camilla, This tollowes, if you will not change your purpofe
Not for 'Bohemia, nor the pompe that may But vndergo this flight; make for Sicillia,
Be thereat gleaned : for all the Sun fees, or And there prefent your felfe, and your fayre PrincelTe,
The clofc earth wombes, or the profound Teas, hides (For fo I fee (he mud be) ’fore Leontes ;
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She (hall be habited, as it becomes my Pack from fading : they throng who fhould buy fird,
The partner ot your Bed. Me thinkes I fee as iny Trinkets had beene hallowcd,and brought a be-
if

I
Lcoates opening his free Armcs.and weeping nediction to the buyer: by which mear.es, I faw whofe
i
His Welcomes forth:asks thee there Sonne forgiueneffe, Purle was bed in Picture ;
and what 1 faw, to my good
As’twere i’th’ Fathers perfonrkifles the hands vfe,I remembred. MyClowne (who wants but l’ome-
Of yourfrefh Princelle; ore and orediuides him, thingto be a reafonable man) grew fo in louewith the
’T wixt his vnkindnefle,and his Kindncfle th’one : Wenches Song, that hce would not dirre his Petty-toes,
He chides to Hell, and bids the other grow till he had both T une and Words, which fo drew the red

Fader then Thought, or Time. of the Heard to me, that all their other Sences duckc in
Flo. Worthy C amt llo. Eares: you might haue pinch’d a Placket, it was fence-
What colour for my Vifitation, fhall I lefie ’twas nothing to gueld a Cod-pecce of a Purfe I
; :

Hold vp before him? would haue fill’d Keyes of that hung inChaynes no :

Cam. Sent by the King ycur Father hearing, no feeling, but Song, and admiring themy Sirs
To greet him, and to giuc him comforts. Sir, Nothing of it. So
of Lethargie,I pickd
that in this time
The manner of your bearing towards him, with and cut mod of their Fediuall Purfes And had not the :

What you (as from your Father) fhall deliuer. old-man come in with a Whoo-bub againd his Daugh-
Things knowne betwixt vs three, lie write you dovvne. ter, and the Kings Sonne, and lear’d my Chowghes from

The which fhall point you forth at euery fitting the Chaffe, I had not left a Purfe aliuc in the whole
What you mud fay: that he fhall not perceiue, Army.
Fiat that you haue your Fathers Bofomc there, Cam. Nay, but my Letters by this meanes being there
And lpcake his very Heart. So foonc as you arriue, fhall deare that doubt.
Flo. I am bound to you: Flo. And thoic that you le procure from King Ltantesi

There is fome fiippe in this. Cam. Shall fatisfie yourFathcr.

Cam. A Courfe more promifing, Perd. H'ppybeyou: \
Then a wild dedication of your fclues All that you fpcake,fhewcs faire.

To vnpath’d Waters, vndream’d Shores; mod certainc, Cam. Who haue we here ?
To Miferies enough no hope : to helpcyou. Wee’le make an Indrument of this omit :

But you fhakc off one,to take another

as Nothing may giue vs aide.
Nothing fo certaine,as your Anchors, who Aut. i f they haue oner-heard me now; why hanging.
Doe their bed office,if they can but day you. Cam. How now (good Fellow)
Where you’ lc be loth to be befides you know, : Why fhak’lt thou fo ? Feare not (man)
Profperitie’s the very bond of Loue, Here’s no harme intended to thee.
Whofe frefh complexion,and whofc heart together, Aut. I am a poore Fcl!ow,Sir.
Affliidion alters. Cam. Why, be fo dill here’s no body will deale that :

Perd. One of thefe is true : from thee yet for the out-lide of thy pouertic, we mud
:

I thinke AfTli dTion may fubdue the Chccke, make an exchange; therefore dif-cafe thee indanrly(thou
But not take-in the Mind. mud thinke there’s a necelfuie in’t)and change Garmencs
Cam. Yea? fay you fo? with Gentleman: Though the penny-worth (on his
this

There fhall not,ac your Fathers Hot)fe,thefe feuen yecres be the word, yet hold thee, there’s lome boot.
fide)

Be borne another fuch. tAut. 1 am, a poore Fellow, Sir: (I know yc well
Flo. My good Camillo, enough.)
She’s as forward.of her Breeding, as Cam. N.’y prethee difpatch : thcGentleman is halfe
She is i’th’ reare ’our Birch. fled already.
Cam. I cannot fay/tis pitty Aut. Arc you in earned, Sir? (I fined the trick on’t.)
She lacks IndruiV.ons,tor die feemesaMidrcffc Tlo. DTpatch, I prethee,

To mod that teach. Aut. Indeed I haue had Earned, but I cannot with
Perd. Y our pardon Sir,for this, confcience take it.

Ileblufh youThanks. Cam. Vnb :ckle,vnbuck!e.

M p ortunateM dreff (letn.y prophecie
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Flo. Perdita.i

But 0,the Thornes we dand vpon: ( CamtHo) Come home to ye:) you mud retire your felfc
Preferuer of my Father, now of me. Into fome Cotier: ; take your fweet-hearts Hat
The Medicine of ourHoufe: how fhall we doe l And pluck it ore your Browes, muffle your face,
We are not furnifh’d like Bohemias Sonne, Dif-mantle you, and (as you can) difliken
Nor fhall appearc in Sicilia. The truth of your owne feetnii.ig,that you may
('am. My Lord, (For I doe feat e eyes oner) to Ship-boord
Feare none of this : I thinke you know my fortunes Get vndefery’d.
Doe all lye there: it fhall be fo my care, Perd. I lee the Play fo lyes,

To haue you royally appointed, as if That I mud bcarc a part.

The Scene you play,were mine. For inftance Sir, Cam. Norcmedie:
That you may know you fhall not want: one word. Haue you done there ?
Enter Autolicus. Flo. Should I now meet my Father,
Aut, Ha, ha, what a FooleHonedieis ? andTrud(his He would rot call me Sonne.
fworne brother) a very fimple Gentleman. I haue fold Cam. Nay, you fhall haue no Hat:
all my Trompcrie: not a counterfeit Stone, not a Ribbon, Come Lady, come Farewell (rry friend.) :

Glade, Pomander, Bro wc'n,T able-booke, Ballad, Knife, Aut. Adieu, Sir,
Tapc,Gloue,Shooe-tye,Bracelct,Horne-Ring, to keepe Flo. O Perdita what haue we twaine forgot?
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Tray you a word. Clo. Your Worfhip had like to haue giuenvs one, if
Cam. What I doc next, (hall be to tell the King you had not taken your felfe with the manner.
Of this efcape,and whither they are bound Shep . Are you a Courtier, and’t like you Sir?
Wherein, my hope is,I (hall fo preuaile. Ant Whether it Ike me, or no,I am a Courtier. Sceft
To force him after: in whofe company thou not the ayre of the Court, in thefe enfoldings? Hath
I (hall re-view Sicilia ; for whofe fight, not my gate in it, the meafurcofthe Court? Receiues not
I haue a Womans Longing. thy Nofe Court-Odour from me? Refleft I not on thy
Fortune fpeed vs
Flo. Bafenelle, Court-Contempt ? Think’ft thou, for that I
Thus we fet on (Camille) toth’Sea-fide, infinuate, at toaz.e from thee thy Bufinefle, I am there-
Cam. The fwifter fpeed, the better. Exit. fore no Courtier ? I am Courtier Cap-a-fe\ and one that
Ant. I vnderftand the bufincfl'e,I heare it to haue ai\ : will eytherpulh-on, or pluck-back, thy Bufinefle there:
open eare,a quick eye, and a nimble hand, is neceffary for whereupon I command thee to open thy Affaire.
aCut-purfe;agood Nofe is requifite alfo,to fmell out Shep. My Bufinefle, Sir,is to the King.
workc for th’other Sences. I fee this is the time that the Ant. What Aduocate ha’ft thou to him?
vniuft man doth thriue.What an exchange had this been, Shep. I know not (and’t like you.)

without boot i What a boot is here, with this exchange? Clo. Aduocate’s the Court-word for aPheazanttfay
j

Sure the Gods doe this yeere conniue at vs, and we may you haue none.
doe any thing extempore. The Prince himfelfe is about Shep, None, Sir: I haue no Pheazant Cock, nor Hen.

a peece of Iniquitie (dealing away from his Father,with Ant. How blefled are we, that are not fintple men ?
his Clog thought it were a peeccofho-
at hisheeles:) ifl Yet Nature might haue made me as thefe 3re,
neftie to acquaint the King withall, i would not do t : I Therefore I will not difdaine.
holditthcmoreknauerietoconcealeit; and therein am Clo. This cannot be but a great Courtier.
1 conftanc to my Profettion. Shep. His Garments are rich, but lie wcares them not
Enter Clowne and Sbepbeard. handiomely.
Afide,afide, here is more matter for a hot braine : Euery Clo. He feemes to be the more Noble,in being fanta-

Lanes end, euery Shop,Church,Seflion,Hanging, yeelds fticall :A great man, lie warrant ; I know by the picking
a carefull man workc. on’s Teeth.
Clowne. See, fee : what a man you are now ? there is no Ant. The Farthell there ? What’s i’th’ Farthell ?

other way, but to tell the King fhe’s a Changeling, and Wherefore that Box ?
none of your flefh and blood. Shep. Sir, there lyes fuch Secrets in this Farthell and
Shep. Nay, but heare me. Box, which none mutt know but the King, and which bee
Cl«w. Nay; but heare me. fhallknow within this houre, ifl may come to th’ fpeech
Shep. Goe too then. of him.
Clow. She being none of your flefh and blood, your Ant. Age, thou haft lofi thy labour.
flefnand blood ha’s not offended the King, and fo your Shep. Why Sir?
flefhand blood is not to be pumfh’d by him. Shew thofe Ant. The King is nor at the Pallace,he is gone aboord.
things you found about her (thofe fecret things, all but a new Ship, to purge Melancholy, and ayre himfelfe for :

what Hie ha’s with her:)This being done, let the Law goe if thou bce’fi capable of things ferious, thou mutt know

whittle: I warrant you. the King is full of griefe.

Shep. I will tell the King all, euery word, yea, and his Shep. So ’tis faid (Sir:) about his Sonne, that fhbuld
Sonnes prancks too ; who, I may fay, is no honett man, haue marryed a Shepheards Daughter.
neither to his Father,nor to me, to goe about to make me Ant. If that Shepheard be not in hand-faft, let him
the Kings Brother in Law. flye; theCurfeshe (hall haue, the Tortures he fh all tech:,
Clow. Indeed Brother in Law was the fartheft off you will breake the back of Man,thehearc of Monfter.
could haue beene to him, and then your Blood had becnc Clo. Thinke you fo,Sir ?
the dearer, by I know how much an ounce. Ant. Not hee alone fnall fuffer what Wit can make
Ant. Very wifely (Puppies.) heauie, and Vengeance bitter;but thofe that are Iermaine
Well: let vs to the King: there is that in this
Shep. to him (though remou’d ftftie timcs)fhall all come vndc.
Farthell,will make him fcratch his Beard. the Hang-man which,though it be great pitty, yet it-is
:

Aut. Iknow not what impediment this Complaint neceffarie. An old Sheepe-vrhittiing Rogue, a Ram-ten-
may be to the flight of my Matter. der,to offer to haue his Daughter come into graceilSorne
Clo. ’Pray heartily he be at Pallace. ’
fay hee fhall-be tton’d too lofc for him
:-
f
but that death is

Ant. Though I am not naturally honett, I am fo fome- (fay -I:) Draw our Throne into a Sheep-Coat ? all deaths
times by chance Let me pocket vpmypedlcrs cxcre-
: arc too few,the fharpeft too cafie.
I

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ment. How now(Rufiiqucs) whither 3re you bound? - Clo. Har’s the old-man ere a Sonne Sir(doeyou heare)
i
Shep. To th’ Pallace (and it like your Worttrip.") and’t likeyou,Sir?
Ant. Your Affaires there i what? with whom? the Ant. Hee ha’s a Sonne who fhall be flayd aliue, then
-

Condition of that Farthcll ? the place of your dwelling ? ’noynted ouer with Honey, fet on the head of a afpes W
i your names? your ages? of what hauing? breeding, and Nett, then ftand till he be three quarters and a dram dead;
i
any thing that is fitting to be knowne.difcouer ? then recouer’d agairrewith Aquavite, or fome other hot
Clo. Wearebut plaine fellowes.Sir. Infufion: then, raw as he is(and in the hoteft day Progno-
Aut. A Lye;
you are rough, and hayric: Let me haue prodaymes) fhall he be fet againft a Brick- wall,
ftication
no lying; it becomes none butTradcf-men,and they of- (the Sunnc looking with a South-ward eye vpon him
ten giue vs (Souldicrs) the Lye, but wee pay them for it where hee is to behold him, with Flyes blown to death.)
with ftamped Coyne, nor (tabbing Steele, therefore they But what talke we of thefe T raitorly-Rafcals whofe mi-
doe not giue vs the Lye. feries arc to be fmil’d at, their offences being fo capital! >
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Tell roe(for you feeme tobehoneftplainemen)whatyou My blcmifhes in thcm,and fo flill thinke of
haue to the King : being fomeihing gently confider’d,Ile The wrong I did my lelfc: which was fo much,
bring you where he is aboord, tender your perfons to his That Heire-lefle it hath made my Kingdome,and
prefence, whifper him in your behalfes ; and if it be in Deftroy’d the fweetift Companion, that ere man
mar»,befides the King,to effe<ft your Suites, here is man Bred his hopes out ofitrue.
fhall doc it. Paul. Too true (my Lord:)
Clow. He feemestobeof great authoritie.-clofe with I f one by one, you wedded all the World,

him, giue him Gold; and though Authorise be a dub- Or from the All that arc,tooke fomcching good.
borne Bcare, yet hee is oft led by the Nofe with Gold : To make a perfect Woman ; (be you kill’d.
jhew the in-fide of your Purfe to the out-fide of his Would bevnparallell’d.
hand, and no more adoe. Remember flon'd, and flay’d :
- Leo. I thinke fo. Kill’d?
aline. , >
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She I kill’d ? I did fo but thou ftrik’ft

: me
Shep. And’tpleafe you(Sir)to vndertake the Bufinefle Sorely, to fay I did : it is as bitter
for vs, here is that Gold 1 haue lie make it as much
: Vpon thy Tongue,as in my Thought. Now,good now,
more, and lcaue this young man in pawnc, till I bring it Say fobut feldome.
you. £leo. Not at all, good Lady
slut. After I haue done what I promised? \ ou might haue lpoken a thoufand things,that would
Shep. I Sir. Haue done the time mote benefit, and grac’d
Ant. Well, giue me theMoitie: Are you a panic in Your kindnefle better.
this bufinefle ? ... ,
You areone of thofe
Paul.
Clow. In fome but though my cafe be apit-
fort, Sir: Would haue him wed againe.
tifull fhall not be flayd out of it.
one,l hope I Bio. If you would not fo,
Ant. Oh, that’s the cale of the Shcpheards Sonne: You pitty not the State, nor the Remembrance
hang him,hce’le be made an example. Of his moft Soueraigne Name: Confider little.
Clew. Comfort, good comfort We mufl to the King, : What Dangers, by his Kighnefle faileof KTue,
and (hew our Grange fights ; he mufl know ’tis none of May drop vpon his Kir>gdome,and dcuoure
your Daughter, nor my Sifter wee arc gone elfe. Sir, : Incertaine lookers on. What were more holy,
will giue you as much as this old man do’s, when theBu- Then to reioyce the former Quecne is wcil ?

finefle is performed, and remaine(as he fayes^your pawnc What holyer, then for Royalties repayre,
till it be brought you. For prelent comfort, and for future good,
Aut. 1 will cruft you. Walkc before toward the Sea- T o blefle the Bed of Maicflie againe
fide, goe on the right hand, I will but looke vpon the With a fvveet Fellow to’t ?

Hedge, and follow you. Paul. 7 here is none worthy,

Clow. We ate blefs'd,in this man : as I may fay, euen (Refpcdliug herthat’s gone:) befidcs theGods
blefs’d. Will haue fulfill’d their fecrct purpofes :
'
Shep. Let’s before,ashcbids vs : he wasprouided to For ha’s not the Diuinc Apollo laid ?
doe vs good. •
Is’t not the tenor of his Oracle,

jAut. If I had a mind to be honeft,I fee Fortune would

,
That Ku g Leontes (lull not haue an Heire,
not iuffer mec fhee drops Booties in my mouth. I am Till his loft Child be found i Which, that it fhall.
;cpucted now with a double occafton:(Gold,and a means Is all as monftrous to our humane reafon,

to doe the Prince my Mafter good; which, who knowes As my vsln'igontii to break e hisGraue,
hpW that may turne backc to my. aduancement ? ) I will And come againe to me: who, on my life.
bring thefe two Moales.thele b!ind-ones,aboord him. if Did pcrifli with the Infant. ’Tis your councell,
he thjnke it fit to flioare them againe, and that the Com- My Lord fliould to the Heauens be contrary,
plaint they haue to the King, concernes him nothing, let Oppofc againft their wills. Care not for I flue,
.hjm ciftl me Rogue, for being fo farre officious, for I am The Crowne will find an Hcire. Great Alexander
.ptpote agaioft.that Title, and what fhamc elfe belongs Left his to th’ Worthicft : fa his Succeffor
.VP>’c ; T Pi him will I ptelent them,tlifcre may be matter in Was like to he the beft.
it. Exeunt. Leo. Good Paulina,
Who haft the memorie of Hermione
I know in honor 0,thateuerl
:

Had fquar’d me to thy councell : then,euen now',

J might haue look’d vpon my Queenes full, eyes,
Haue taken Tre.afure from her Lippes,
:Paul. And Jefc them 1

More rich, for what they yeelcfed.

'
Enter LeenteSjCleomine:, Dion, Paulina, Servants .•
Leo. Thou fpeak’ft truth:
lioriz,el, Perdita. No more fuch VViues, therefore no Wife : one worfe,
Sir^on haue done enough, and haue perform’d
‘Cleo. And better vs’d, would make her Sainted Spirit

A Sainc-l-ike Sorrow No fault could you make, : Againe poflefle her Corps, and on this Stage
VJyhic’nyou haue not redeem’d ;
indeed pay’d downe (Where we Offentlors uow appeare) Soule-vext,
More, penitence, tlien done trefpas At the laft : And begin, why to me?
t>oejas the Heauens haue done ; forget yourcuillj, Paul. Had flaefuch power,
Wsth tbcm,forgiuc. ;your felfe. She had iuft fuch caufe. 2 V 3Ui‘ i

Leo. Whilcft l'pemember •

She badland would incenfc me
Leo. rb
Her,and her Vcru^es, J cannot forgec Tomurthcrherl marryed. - v
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Paul. I ftiould fo : Bring them to our embraccment. Still 'ti* ftrange,
Were I the Ghoft that walk’d, Il’d bid youmarke He thus (hould fteale.vpon vs. Exit.
Her eye, and tell me for what dull part in’t Paul. Had our Prince
You chofe her : then Il’d fhrieke,that euen your cares (Iewell of Children)feene this houre,he hadpayr'd
Should rift to hearc me, and the words that follow’d, W ell with this Lord ; there was not full a moneth
Should be, Remember mine. Betweenc their births.
Leo. StarreSjScarrcs, Leo. ’Prethee no more ; ceafe thou know’ft :

And all eyes elfe,dead coales : feare thou no Wife He dyes to me againe, when talk’d-of: fure
haue no Wife, Vaulina.
lie When I (hall fee this Gentleman, thy fpecchcs
Paul. Will you fwcate Will bring me to conbder that, which may
Neuer to marry, but by my free leaue ? Vnfurnifh me of Rea for. They are come.
Leo. Neuer (Paulina) fo be blefs’d my Spirit. Enter Floriz,cll, Terdita, Cleomines , and others.
Paul. Then good my Lords.beaie witneffc to his Oath, Your Mother was mod true to Wedlock, Prince,
Cleo. You tempt him ouer-much. For (he did print your Roy ill Father off,
Paul- V nleffe another, Concerning you. Were I but twentie one.
As like Hermione^i is her Picture, Your Fathers Image is fo hit in you,
Affront his eye. (His very ayre) that I fhould call you Brother,
Cleo. Good Madame,! haue done, As 1 did him, and fpeake of fomething wildly
Paul. Yet if my Lord wjH marry if you : will, Sir; By vs perform'd before. Mod dearely welcome,
No remedie but you will : Giue me the Office And your faire Princefle (Goddeffe) oh: alas,
To chufc you a Queene fire (hall not be fo young
: couple, that ’twixt Heaucn and Earth
I loft a

As was your former, but fhe final! be fuch Might thus haue ftood.begccting wonder, as
As (walk'd yourfirfl Queenes Ghoft) it fhould take ioy You (gracious Couple) doe and then I loft :

To fee her in your armes. (All mine owne Folly) the Societie,
Leo. My true Paulina , Amitie too of your braue Father, whom
We lhall not marry, till thoubidft vs. (Though hearing Miferie) I defircmyiife
That
Paul. Once more to looke on him.
be when your ftrft Queene’s againe
Shall in breath: Flo. By his command
Neuer till then. Haue I here touch’d Sicilia, and from him
Enter a Seruant. Giue you all greetings, that a King (at friend)
Ser. One that giues out himfelfe Prince Flonz,ell, Can fend his Brother and but Ir.ftrmitie:

Sonne oi Polixenes } \v\x\\ his Princefle (flic (Which waits vpon woine times)hath fomething feiz’d
The faireft I haue yet beheld) defires accede His wiftTd Abilitie,he had himfelfe
To your high preience. The Lands and Waters, ’twixt yotirTbrone and his,
Leo. What with him ? he comes not Meafur'd,to looke vpon you ; whom he loues
Like to his Fathers Grearneflc: his approach (He bad me fay fo)morc then ali the Scepccrs,
(So out ofcircumftance,and fuddaine) tells vs, And thofe that beafe them,liuing.
’Tis not a Vifitation fram’d, but forc’d Leo. Oh my Brother,
By need, and accident. WhacTrayne? (Good Gentleman) the wrongs I haue done thee,ftirrc
Ser. But fevr, Afrefii within me and thefe thy offices
:

And thofe but meane. (So rarely kind) are as Interpreters

Leo. His Princefle (fay you) with him ? Of my behind-hand flackneffe. Welcome hither.
Ser. I : the mod peerelefle pcece of Eart!i,I thinke. As is the Spring to th’Earth, And hath he too
That ere the Sunne (hone bright on. Expos’d this Paragon to th’fearefull vfage
Paul. Oh Hermi one, (At lead vngentle) of the dreadfull Neptune,
As euery prefent Time doth boafl it felfe To greet anian,no: worth her paines; much leffe,
Aboue a better,gone ; fo mud thy Graue Th’aducnturc of her ptrfon l
Giue way to what’s feenc now. Sir, you your felfe Flo. Good my Lord,
Haue faid, and writ fo; but your writingnow She came from Libia.
Is colder then that Thcame die had not beene. : Leo. Where the Warlike Smalm,
Nor was not to be equall’d.thus your Verfe That Noble honor’d Lord, is fear’d, and lou’d?
Flow’d with herBeautieonce ’us fhrewdly ebb'd, ;
Flo. Moft Royall Sir,
T o fay you haue feenc a better. From thence from him.whofe Daughter
:

Ser. Pardon, Madame HisTeares prodaym’d his parting with her: thence
The one, I haue almoft forgot (your pardon:) (A profperous South-wind friendly)we haue crofs’d.
The other,when (he ha’s obtayn’d your Eye, To execute the Charge my Father gaue me.
Will haue your Tongue too. This is a Creature, For vifiting your Highnefle: My beftTraine
Would (he begin a Sedf, might quench the zeale I haue from your Sicilian Shores difmifs’d

Of all Profeffors elfe make Profclytes ; Who for Tehemia bend, to fignifie
Of who (he but bid follow. Not onely my fucceffe'in Libia (Sir)
Paul. How ? not women? But my arriuall, and my Wifes, in fafetie
Ser. Women will loue her, that (he is a Woman Herc,whrrc we are.
More worth then any Man : Men, that (lie is Leo. The blcffed Gods
The rareft of all Women, Purge all Infc<ft ion from our Ayre, whileft you
Leo. Goe Cleomines , Doe Clymate here you haue a holy Father,
:

Your felfe (aflifted with your honor’d Friends) A gracefull Gentleman, againff whofc perlon
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(So facrcd as it' is) I haue done finne, Fore your Queene dy’d,(hc was more worth fuch gazes
For which, the Heaucns (taking angry note) Then what you looke on now.
Haue left melffuc-leffc and your Father’s blefs’d
:
Leo. I thought of her,
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(As he from Heauen merits it) with you, Euen in thefe Lookes I made. But your Petition
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Worthy his goodnefie. What might I haue been, Is yet vn-anfwcr’d : I will toyourFather
Might Sonne and Daughter now haue look’d on,
I a Your Honor not o’re-throwne by your defires,
Such goodly things as you ? I am friend to them, and you Vpon which Errand :

Enter a Lord. I now goe toward him therefore follow me,

:

Lord. Moll Noble Sir, " And marke what way I make; Come good my Lord.
That which I fhall report, will beare no credit. Exeunt.
Were not theproofe lb nigh, Pleafcyou(great Sir)
Bohemia greets you from hirbfelfe,by me
Defires you to attach his Sonne, who ha s
(His Dignitie,and Dutie both call off) Sccena Sccunda.
Fled from his Father, from his Hopes, and with
A Shephoards Daughter,
Leo. Where’s Bobemiit? fpeake; Enter Autolieue,and a Gentleman.
Lord. Here, in your Citie I now came from him.
:

I fpeake amazedly, and it becomes Ant. Befccchyou(Sir)wercyouprefent at this Re-

My meruaile,and my Mefiage. Toyour Court lation?
Whiles he was hafining fin the Chafe, it feemes, Gent.i, I was by.at the opening of theFarthell,heard
Of this faire Couple) metres he on the way the old Shepheard deliucr themanner how he found it
The Father of this feeming Lady, and Whereupon(aftera little amazednefl’e)wc were all com-
Her Brother, hauing both their Countrcy quitted, manded out of the Chamber: onely this (me thought) I
With this young Prince. heard the Shepheard fay,be found the Child.
Flo. Camilla ha’s betray’d me Ant. I would mofl gladly know theifiueof it.
Whofe honor, and whofe honettie till now* Gent.i. I make a broken deliuerie of the Bufincffc;
Endur’d all Weathers* blit the changes I perceiued in the King, and Camille, were
Lord. Lay’t fo to his charge : very Notes of admiration : they feem’d almoffwith fla-
He’s with the King your Father. ring on one another, to teare the Cafes of their Eyes.
Leo. Who i C ami Ho ? There was fpeech in their dumbnefic, Language in their
Lord. Camilla (Sir:) Ifpakc with himrwhouow very gefiure they look’d as they had heard of a
: orld W
Ha’s thefe poorc men in qucfiion. Neuer law 1 ranfom’djor one defiroyed a notable pafiion of Won- :

Wretches fo quake: they kncele,they kiilt tf e Earth; der appeared in them but the wifeft bcholder,that knew
:

Forfweare them firlues a? often as they fpeake no more but feeing, could not fay, if th’importance were
’Bohemia Hops his cares, and threatens them Ioy,or Sorrow ; but intheextremhieof the one,itmufi
With diuers deaths, in death. needs be. Enter another Gentleman.
Perd. Oh my poore Father: Here comes a Gentleman, that happily knowes more:
The Heauen fets Spyes vpon vs,will not haue The Ncwcs.Rogero.
OurContra61 celebrated. Gent.i, Nothing but Bon-fires:the Oracle is fulfill'd:

Leo. You arc marryed ? the Kings Daughter fuch a deale of wonder is
is found :

Fie. We we like 'be:

are not (Sir) nor are broken out within this houre.that Ballad-makers ennnot
The Scarres (I fee) will kiffe the V allcyes hrfi be able to exprelfe it. Enter another Cjentleman,
The oddes for high and low’s alike. Here comes the Lady Paulina's Steward, hec can dcliuer
Leo. My Lord, you more. How goes it now (Sir.) This Newes (which
Is this theDaughter of a King ? is call’d true) is fo like an old Tale, that the Yeritie of it is

Flo. She is. in flrong fulpition : Ha’s the King found his Hcirc ?
When once fhe is my Wife. Gent.$. Moft true, if euerTruth were pregnant by
Leo. That once (1 fee,) by your good Fathers fpced. Circumfhnce : That which you neare , you’le fwcare
Will comc-on very flowly. I am forry you fee, there is fuch vnitie in the proofes. The Mantle
( Mofi forry) you haue broken from his
liking. of Queene Hermiones : her lewell about the Neck of it
Where you were ty’d in dutie and as lorry, : the Letters of Antigomu found with it, which they know
Your Choifc is not fo rich in Worth, as Bcautie, to be his Character the MaieftieoftheCreaturc,inre-
:

That you might well enioy her. femblanceoftheMothcr the Affe&ion of Noblenefle,
:

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Flo. Deare,looke vp : which Nature fliewesabcue her Breeding, and manyo-
Th 'Ugh /<?; 'wsf.v.fible an Enemie,
. thet Euidences, proclayme her, with all be
certaintic, to
Should chafe vs, with tny Father powrc no lot ;
the Kings Daughter. Did you fee the meeting of the
Hath fhc to change our Loues. Bcfeech you (Sir) two Kings?
Rcmcmber,fince you ow’d r.o more to Time Gent. 2. No.
7 hen 1 doe now: with thought of’fuch AfFedlions, Gent .3. Then haue you loft a Sight which was to bee
Step forth mine Aduocate at your requefi. : feene, cannot There might you haue be-
bee fpoken of.
My Father will graunt precious things,as Trifles. held one Ioy crowne anocher,fo and in (uch manner, that
Leo. Would he doe fo.I’ld begyourprecious Miftris, it leem’d Sorrow wept to take lcaueof them : for their

Which he counts but a Trifle. Ioy waded in reares. There was calling vp of Eyes,hol-
Paul. Sir(my Liege aing vp of Hands, with Countenance of fuch diftra<5Hon,
Your eye hath too much youth in’c : notamoneth that they were to be knowne by Garment, not by Fauor.
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OtirKing being ready to leape out of himfelfe,for ioy of he at that time ouer-fond of the Shepheards Daughter(fo
hisfound Daughter ; as if that Ioy were now become a be then tooke her to be) who began to be much Sea-fick,
Loffe, cryes, Oh, thy Mother, thy Mother : then askes and himfclfe little better, extremitie of Weather conti-
Bohemia forgineneffe, then embraces hisSonne-in-Law: nuing, this Myfterie remained vndifeouer’d. But’tisall
then againe worryes he his Daughter, with clipping her. one to me for had I beene the finder-out of this Secret,
:

Now he thanks the old Shepheard (which ftands by, like it would not haue rellifh’d among my other diferedits.

a Weather-bitten Conduit, of many Kings Reignes.) I Enter Shepheard and Clowne.

neuer heard of fuch another Encounter; which lames Re- Here come thole I haue done good to againft my will,
port to follow it, and vndo’s defeription to doe it. and alreadie appearing in the blofTomes qf their For-
Gent. 2. What, ’pray you, became of Antigonm, that tune.
carryed hence the Child ? Shop. Come Boy, I am paft moe Children but thy :

Gent . Like an old T ale ftill , which will haue matter

. Sonnes and Daughters will be all Gentlemen borne.
to rchearfe,though Credit be afleepe, and not an earc o- Clow. You are well met (Sir;) you deny.’d to fight
pen ; he was tome co pieces with a Beare This auouchcs : with nice this other day ,
becaufe I was no Gentleman
the Shepheards Sonne; who ha’s not onely his Innocence borne. See you thefc Clothes? fay you fee them not,
(which feemes much)to iuftifie him,but a Hand-kerchief and thinke me ftill no Gentleman borne : Y ou were beft
and Rings of his, that Paulina knowes. fay thefc Robes are not Gentlemen borne. Giuemethe
Gent. i. What became of his Barke, and his Fol- Lye : doc : and try whether I am not now a Gentleman
lowers? borne.
Gent. 3. Wrackt the fame infant of their Maftcrs Ant. I know you are now(Sir)a Gentleman borne.
death, and in the view of the Shepheard fo that all the : Clow. I, and haue been fo any time thefe foure houres.
Inftruments which ayded to expole the Child .were cucn Shep. And fo haue I, Boy.
then loft, when it was found. But oh'the Noble Combat, Clow. So you haue but I was a Gentleman borne be-
:

that ’twixt Ioy and Sorrow was fought in Paulina. Shcc fore my for the Kings Sonne tooke me by the
Father :

had one Eye declin’d for the Ioffe of her Husband ano- ,
hand, and call’d mee Brother: and then the two Kings
ther eleuated, that the Oracle was fulfill'd: Shee lifted the call’d my Father Brother : and then the Prince ( my Bro-
thcr)and the Princclfc(my Sifter)call’d my Father, Father;
-
Princeffe from the Earth, and fo locks her in embracing,
as if fhee would pin her to her heart, that fhee might no and lo wee wept : and there was the firft Gentleman-likc
more be in danger of looting. teares that eucrwefhcd.
Gent. 1. The Dignitie of this Aft was worth the au- Shep. Wemayliue(Sonne)to Hied many more.
dience of Kings and Princes, for by fuch was it a died. Clow. I ; or elfe ’t were hard luck, being in fo prepofte-
Gent. 3 . One of the prettyeft touches of all, and that rous eftateas we are,
which angl’d for mine Eyes (caught the Water, though Aut. I (Sir) to pardon me all the
humbly befeech you
nottheFifh) was, when at the Relation of the Queenes faults haue committed to your Worfhip, and to giue
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death (with the manner how fhee came to’t.braucly con- me your good report to the Prince my Mafter.
fels’d, and lamented by the King) how attentiueDefle Shep. ’Prethee Sonne doe: for we muft be gentle,now
wounded his Daughter, till (from one figne of dolour to we are Gentlemen.
another) fhee did(with an Aloe)I would faine fay, bleed Clow. Thou wilt amend thy life ?

Teares; forlam fure,my heart wept blood. Who was Aut. I, and it like your good Worfhip,
'
moft Marble, there changed colour fome fwownded,all : Clow. Giue me thy hand: I will fwesre to the Prince,
forrowed >f all the World could haue
: feen’t, the Woe tbou art as honeft a true Fellow as any is in Bohemia.
had beene vniuerfall. Shep. You may fay it, but not fweare it.
Gent.i. Are they returned to the Court ? Clow. Not fweare it, now I am a Gentleman
? Let

Cent. 3. No: The”Prince<Tc hearing of her Mothers Boores and Francklins fay it.lle fweare it.
Statue (which is in the keeping of Paulina) a Peece many Shep. How it it be falfe (Sonne?)
yeercs in doing, and now newly perform’d, by that rare Clow, If it be ne’re fo falfe, a true Gentleman may
Italian Mafter,/«//0 Romano, who (had he himlelfe Eter- fweare it, in And lie Iweare to
the behalfevof his Friend :

nitie,and could put Breath into his Worke) would be- the Prince, thou art a Fellow of thy hands, and that
tall

guile Nature of her Cuftome,ioperfc<ftly he is her Ape: thou wilt not be drunke: but I know thou art no tall FeU
He fo necre to Hermione, hath done Hermione, that they low of thy hands,and that thou wilt be drunke : but lie
fay one would fpeake to her, and ftand in hope of anfwer. fweare it, and I would thouwould’ft be a tall Fellow of
Thither (with all greedinefTe of affe<ftion)arc they gone, thy hands.
and there they intend to Sup. Aut. Iwillprouefo(Sir)tomypowcr.
Gent. 2. I thought fhe had fome great matter there in Clow. I ,by 3ny meanes prouc a tall F cllow. if I do not
band, for fhee hath priuately, twice or thrice a day, euer wonder, how thou dar’ft venture to be drunke, not being
fincc the death of Hermione ^ ilited that remoued Houfe. !
a tall Fellow, truft me not.Harkc,theKings and the Prin-
Shall wee thither, and with our companic pcece the Re- ces (our Kindred) are going to fee the Queenes Picture.
ioyciftg ? Come, follow vs: wee’le be thy good Maftets. Exeunt.
Gent.i. Who would be thence, that ha’s the benefit
of Accefle ? euery winke of an Eye, fome new Grace
will be borne: ourAbfence makes vs vnthriftie to our Scama Tertia >
Knowledge. Let's along. Exit.
Aut. Now ( had I not the daili of my former life in E ntt r Leente 1, P olixenes ,
Florixelt.Verdtt a ,iCamt lit ,
I me) would Preferment drop on my head. I brooghtthe Paulina: Hermione (like a Statue:) Lords, &c.
old man and his Sonne aboord the Prince; told him, I Leo. O
graue and good Paulina, the great comfort
heard them talkc of a Farthell,and I know not what but : That 1 haue had of thee ?

Cc Paul. What
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Paul. What (Soueraignc Sir) not haue Chew'd it.
I I’d

Idid not well.I meant well : all my Seruiccs Doe not draw the Cur taine.
Leo.
You haue pay’d home. But that you haue vouchfaf* d Paul. No longer (hall you gaze on’t,leaft your Fancie
(With your Crown’d Brother, and thefc your contracted May thinkeanon,itmoues. j

Heire* of your Kingdomes) my poore Houfe to vifit Leo. Let be, let be:
j

It is a furplus of your Grace.which neuer Would I wercdcadjbut that me thinkes alreadie.

My life may laft to anfwere. (
What was he that did make it?) See (my Lord)
Leo. O Paulina, Would you not deeme it breath’d i and that thofc vcines
We honor you with trouble: but we came Did verily bcare blood ?
To fee the Statueof our Queene. YourGallerie Pol. ’Mafterly done:
Haue we without much content
pafs’d through, not The very Life feemes warmevpon her Lippe.
In-many Angularities but we faw not
;
Leo. The fixure of her Eye ha’s motion in’t.
That which my Daughter came to looke vpon. As we are mock’d with Art.
The Statue of her Mother. Paul. lie draw the Curtaine
Paul. As file liu’d peercleffr. My Lord’s altnoft fo farre tranfportcd,that
So her dead likeneffe I doc well beleeue Hec’le thinke anon it liues.

Excells what euer yet you look’d vpon. Let. Oh fweet Paulina,
Or hand of Man hath done therefore I kcepe
: it Make me to thinke fo t wentie yeeres together
Louely, apart. But here it is : prepare No fetlcd Sences of the World can match
To fee the Life as liuely mock'd,as euer Thepleafureof thatmadneffe. Let’t alone.
StillSleeps mock’d Death: behold, and fay ’tis well. Paul. I am forry (Sir) I haue thus farre Air’d you : but

I like your filence,it the more (lie wes*off I could afflict you farther.

Your wonder: but yet fpeake,firft you (my Liege) Leo. Doe Paulina
Comes it not fomcching neerc i For this Affliction ha’s a taftc as fweet
Leo. Hertiaturall Poflure. A* any Cordiall comfort. Still me thinke*
Chide me(dcare Stone) lhac I may fay indeed There is an ay rc comes from her. What fineChizzcll
Thou art Hernuone\ ot rather, thou art fhc. Could euer yet cut breath l Let no man mock me,
In thy not chiding : for fne was as tender For I will kiffe her.

As lnfancie,and Grace. But yet (Paulina) Paul. Good my Lord, forbeare:

Hermionewzs not fo much wrinckled,nothing The ruddineffevpon her Lippe, is wet:
So aged as this feemes. Y ou’le marre it, if you kiffe it ; ftayneyour ownc
Pol. Oh, not by much. With Oyly Painting: (hall I draw the Curtaine,
Patel. So much the more our Caruers excellence. Leo. No: not thefe twentie yeeres,
Which lets goe-by fomc fixtcenc yeeres,and makes her Perd. So long could I
As fhe now.
liu’d Stand-by, a looker-on.
As now fhe might haue done,
Leo. Paul. Either forbeare.
So much to my good comfort, as it is Quit prefcntly the Chappell,or refolue you |

Now piercing to my Soule. Oh, thus flic flood, For more amazement : if you can behold it.
Euen with fuch Life of Maieftie(warme Life, He make the Statue rnouc indeed; defeend,
As now it coldly Hands) when firft I woo’d her. And take you by the hand : but then you’lcthinke
I am afham’d Do’s not th.c Stone rebuke me.
: (Which I protefl againft) I am afflfted
For being more Stone then it ? Oh Royall Pcece i By wicked Powers.
There’s Magick in thy Maieftie, which ha’j Leo. What you can make her doe,
My Euils coniur’d ro remembrance ; and I ara content to looke on : what to fpeake,
From thy admiring Daughter tookc the Spirits, Iam content to heare for ’tis as cafic
:

Standing like Srone with thee. To make her fpeake,as moue.

Perd. And giue me leauc. Paul. It is requir’d
And doe not fay ’cis Superflition,that You doe awake your Faith: then, all ftand ftill
I knecle,and then implore her Bleffing. Lady, On: thofc that thinke it is vnlawfull fiufincfle
Deere Queene, that ended when I but began, I am about, let them depart.
Giue me that hand of yours, to kiffe. Leo. Proceed
Paul. O, patience: Nofootfhall ftirre.
The Statue is but newly fix’d ; the Colour’s Paul. Mufick; awake her: Strike:
Not dry. ’Tis time: defeend: be Stone no more : approach
Cam. My Lord, your Sorrow was too fore lay ’d-on. Scrike all that looke vpon with mcruaile : Come
Which fixteene Winters cannot blow away. He fill your Graue vp: ftirre: nay, come away:
So many Summers dry lcarcc any Ioy : Bequeath to Death your nuraneffc: (for from him,
Did euer fo long hue; no Sorrow, Deare Life redccrr.es you) you perceiuc fhc ftirres:
Eut kill’d it felfe much fooncr. Stsrt not : her A&ions fhatl be holy, a*
Pol. Deere my Brother, You heare my Spell is lawfull doc not fhun her, :

Let him, that was the caufe of this, haue powre Vntill you dye againe; for then
fee her
To take-off’fo much griefc from you, as hp Y ou kill her double : Nay,p:efcnt your Hand
Will peece vp in himfelfe. When fhe was young,you woo’d her: no\v,ia age*
Paul. Indeed my Lord, Is fhe become the Suitor ?
If I had thought the fight of my poore Image Leo. Oh fhe’s warrne
Would thus haue wrought you (for the Stone is mine) If this be Magick, let it be an Art
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I, aw full as Eating. Partake to euery one: (an old Turtle)
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Pol. She embrace* him. Will wing me to fome wither’d bough, and there
Cam. She hangs about his necke. My Mate (that’s neucr to be found againe)
If (he pertaine to life, let her fpeake too. Lament, till I am loft.
Poi. I, and make it manifeft where fhe ha's liu’d. Leo. O pence Paulina:
Or how from the dead ?
ftolne Thou fhouldft a husband take by my confent.
That fhe is lining.
Paul. As I by thine* Wife. This is a Match,
Were it but told you, fhould behooted at And nude betweene’s by Vowes. Thou haft found mine,
Like an old Tale but it appcarcs fhe Hues,
: But how, is to be queftion’d fori faw her
:

Though yet fhe fpeake not. Marke a little while (As I thought) dead 3nd haue (in vaine) fat’d many
:

Plcafe you to interpofe (faire Madam) knecle, A'prayer vpon her graue. He not feeke farre
And pray your Mothers blefTing turtle good Lady," : (For him, I partly know his minde) to finde thee
Our Perdita is found. An honourable husband. Come Camitlo,
JJrr. You Gods looke downe, And take her by the hand : whofe worth,and honefty
And from your facred Viols poure your graces Is richly noted and hccre iuftified
:

Vponmy daughters head Tell me (mineowne) : By Vs, a paire of Kings. Let’s from this place.
Where haft thou bin preferu’d ? Where liu’d?Ho w found What? looke vpon my Brother both your pardons.
:

Thy Fathers Court ? For rhou fhalt heare that I That ere I put betweene your holy Iookes
Knowing by Paulina, that rhe Oracle My ill fufpition This your Son-in-law,
:

Gaue hope thou waft in being, hauc preferu’d And Sonne vnto the King, whom hcauens dire&ing
My felfe, to fee the vflue. Is troth-plight to your daughter. Good Paulina,
Paul. There’s time enough for that, Leade vs from hence, where we may leyfurcly
Leaft they defirc (vpon this pufh) to trouble Each one demand, and anfwere to his part
Your ioyes, with like Relation. together Go Perform’d in this wide gapofTiroe,finccfirft
You precious winners all
:
your exultation Wc were diffcucr’d : Haftily lead away. Exeunt.

The Names of the Aftors.

T Fontes, KingofStaSta.
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Emilia, a Lady.
L (Jtfam, llw,yong Prince ofSicillia. Poltxcnes, King of 'Bohemia.
Camtllo. -v Florizxll, Prince of Bohemia.
Ant genus. / Foure Old Shepkeardy reputed Father ofPerdita.
Cleomints
. ( Lords ofSiciUia. Clowut,kis Sonne.
T)ion. ) Autolicus ,a Epgue.
Htrmione. Qneene to Leoutes. Archidamsu, a Lord of 'Bohemia.
Perdita , Daughter to Leontes andHermione » Other Lords, and Gentlemen, and Servant f.
Paulina, wife to Anttgonut. ShepheardtyAnd Shcphcarddeffes.
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Enter Kin* lohn, Oneene Elinor , Pembroke, EJfex, and Sa- Which none but heauen.andyou, and I, fhallhearc.
lisbury, with the Chattjlion of France. inter a Sheriffs.
ifex. My Liege, here is the ffrangefi controuerfib
King lohn, Come from the Country to be judg’d by you
'Ow fay Chatillion, what would France with vs ? That ere I heard : (ball I produce the men ?
Chat. Thus (after greeting)fpeakes the King K.Iohn. Let them approach :
of France, Our Abbies and our Priories fhal! pay
fn'my behauiour to the Maiefty This expeditious charge* what men are you?
The borrowed Maidfy of£»^/4»^heere. Enter Robert E aulconbridge ,and Philip.
Flea.. A If range beginning borrowed Maidfy i Philip. Your faichfull fiibie£t,I a gentleman,
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K.Iohn. Silence ( good mother)heare the Embaflie. Borne in Northamptonflsire , and cldefl fonne
Chat, Philip of France, in right and true benalfe As I fuppofe, to Robert Eaulconbridge ,
Of thy dcceafed brother, Geffreyes fonne A Souldier by the Honor-giuing-hand
Arthur Plantaginet, laies mo(f lawfull claime Of (ferdehon, Knighted in the field,
Tothisfaire Iland,and the Territories l
K.Iohn. What art thou ?
To Ireland, roy Piters. Aniovrr, Torayne, Maine, Robert. The Ion and heire to that fame Fattico abridge.
“
Defiring thee to lay afide thefword K.Iohn. Is that the elder, and art thou the heyre ?'

Which lwaies vfurpjngly thefe fcuerall titles, You came not of one ruothcr ihen.it feemes.
And put the fame into yong Arthurs hand , Phihp. Mod certain of one mother,mighty King, 1
Thy Nephew, 3nd right royall Scucraigne. That is well knowne,and as I thinke one father
K. lohn. What folio wes if we difallow of this ? But for the cerrainc knowledge of that truth,
Chat. The proud controle of fierce and bloudy warre, I put you o’re to heauen, an d ro my mother
j

To inforcc theft tights, (o forcibly with-held, Of that I doubt, as all mens children may.
K.lo. Hcere haUe we wdr for war,& bloud for bloud, Els. Out on thee rude man,
y
doft fhame thy mother.
Controlcnrent for contr'oftmenf: )o anfwcr France. And wound her honor with this diffidence.
Chat. Then t 2 ke niy Kings defiance from my mouth. Phil. I Madame ? No, I haue no reafon for it

The of my Embaffie;
fartheff limit
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That is my brothers plea, and none of mine.
K. Iohn. Bearc mine to him, and fo depart in peace, The w hich if he can proue, a pops me out.
Be thou as lightning in the eies of France ; At leall from faire fiue hundred pound ay cere :

For ere thou canft report, I will be there Heauen guard my mothers honor, and my Land.
The thunder ofmy Cannon (hall be heard. K.Iohn. A good blunt fellowtwhy being yonger born
So hence :bc thou the trumpet ofour wrath, Doth he lay claimc to thine inheritance ?
And fullen prefage of your ownc decay Phil. I know
not why, except to get the land:
An honourable conduff let him haue, But once he fianderd me with bafftrdy :

Pembroke lookc took farewell Chat Pillion.

: But w here I be begot or no.
as true
Exit Chat and Tent: That (dill I lay vpon my mothers head.

Ele. What now my fonne, haue I not euer faid But that I am as well begot my Liege
How that ambitious ConPtance would not ccafe (Faire fall the bones that tooke the paines for me)
Till flae had kindled France and all the world, Compare our faces, and be I udge your ftlfc
Vpon the right and party of her fonne. If old S Hr i^>£*r%Iid beget vs both.
This might haue beene preucntcd,and made whole And were our father, and this fonne like him
With very eafic arguments of loue 0 old fir 'Robert Father, on my knee
Which now the mannage ot two kingdomes mulf 1 giue heauen thankes I was not like to thee.
With fearcfull bloudy iflue arbitrate. K.Iohn. Why what a mad-cap hath heauen lent vs here?
K.Iohn. Ohr ftrong pofleffion, and our right for vs. Elen. He hath a trickeof Cordelions face,
£//. Your ftrong poflefsio much mere then your right, The accent of his tongue affefftch him
Or elfe it muft go wrong with you and me Doc you not read fome tokens of my fonne
So much my confidence whifpers in your eare. In the large compofition of this man ?
a K. I oha

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2 The life and death ofKfigfohn.

K.Iohn. Mine eye hath well examined his parts, Elinor. Nay, I would haue you go before me thither.
Andfindcs them perfect Richard firra fpeake, :
"Baft. Our Country manners giue out betters way.
What doth moue you to claime your brothers land. K.Iohn. What is thy name?
Philip. Becaufe he hath a half-faqc like my father i Baft. Philip my Liege, fo is my name begun,

With halfc that face would he haue all my land Philip good old Sir Roberts wiucs eldclt fonne. .! •

Ahalfe-fac’d groat, fiue hundred pound a yeere? K.Iohn. From henceforth beare his name
Rob. My gracious Liegc,when that my fathe^liu’d. Whofe forme thou beareft :

Your brother did imploy my father much. Kncelethou downe Philip, but rife more great,
Phil. Well fir, by this you cannot get my land, Arife Sir Richard, and Plantagtnet.
Y our talc mud be how he employ’d my mother. Baft. Brother by th’piothers fide, giue me your hand
Rob. And once difpatch’dhim in an Embaflie My father gaue roe honor, yours gaue land
To Germany, there with the Emperor Now blefled be the houre by night or day
To treat of high affaires touching that time : When I was got,Sir Robert was away.
Th’aduantagc of his abfencetookc the King, Ele. The very fpirit of Plantagtnet :
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And in the meane time foiourn’d at my fathers I am thy grandame Rjcbard, call me fo.
Where how he did preuaile,I fhameto fpeake: Baft. Madam by chance, but not by truth, what tho;
But truth is truth, large lengths offcas and ftiores Something about a little from the right,
Betweene my father,and my mother lay In at the window, or elfe ore the hatch
As I haue heard my father fpeake himfclfe Who dates not ftirre by day,muft walke by night
When this fame lufly gentleman was got And haue is basic, how euer men doe catch:
Vpon his death-bed he by will bequeath'd Ncere or farre off, well wonne is ftill well flier.
His lands to me, and tooke it on his death And I am I, how ere I was begot.
That this my mothers fonne was none of his K.Iohn . Got, Faulcenbridge, now haft thou thy defire,
And if he were, he came into the wt?rld A landleffc Knight, makes thee a landed Squire :
Full fourteenc weekes before the courfc of time : Come Madam, and come Richard we muft fpeed ,

Then good my Licdge let me haue What is mine, For France, lot France Sox more then need.
it is

My fathers land, as was my fathers will. Baft Brother adieu, good fortune come to thee.
K.Iohn. Sirra,your brother is Legittimate, For thou waft got i’th way of honefty.
Your fathers wife did after wedlockc beare him Exeunt all but baftard,
And if fhe did play falfc, the fault was hers t
Which fault lyes on the ba7 3rds of all husbands . Afoot of Honor better then I was.
Baft.
That marry wiucs tell me, how if my brother
: But many a many foot of Land the worfe,
Who as you fay, tooke paines to get this fonne. Well,now can 1 make jny Ioane a Lady,
Had of your father claim’d this fonne for his Good den Sir Richard Godamercy fellow,
,

Infooth.good friend, your father might hauckept And if his name be Cjeorge lie call him Peter,
,

This Calfe, bred from his Cow from ail the world : For new made honor doth forget mens names
Infooth he might: then if he were my brothers, / ’Tis tvsorcfpc£liue,-and roo fociable
My brother might not claime him, nor your father 1 For your conucrfion, now your trauellcr,
Being none of liis,vefufc him this concludes,
: Hee and his tooth-picke at tny worfhips mefle,
My mothers fonne did get your fathers heyre j
And when my knightly ftomacke is fuffis’d
Your fathers heyre mult haue your fathers land. Why then I lucke my teeth, and catechize
Rob. Shal then my fathers Will be of no force, My picked man of Countries : my deare fir,
To difpoflcfTeth ac childe which is not his. Thus leaning on mine elbow begin
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Phil. Of no more force to difpofiefiemefir. I fhall belecehyou ; that is queftion now,
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Then was his will to get me, as 1 think. 1

And then comes anfwer like an Abfcybookc;

Eli. Whether hadft thou rather be a Fanlcenbridge ,
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O fir, layes anfwer, at your beft command ,
And like thy brother to enioy thy land j
At youremployment, atyourferuice fir :

Or the reputed fonne of Cordelion, No fir, faies queftion, j l'wcec fir at yours
Lord of clay prcfcncc,and no land befide. And fo ere anfwer knowes what queftion would,
Raj1. Madam, and ifmy brother had my fhape Sauing m Dialogue of Complement,
And I had his, fir Roberts his like him , And talking of the AIpcs and Appenines
And if my legs were two fuch riding rods. ThePerenncan and thcriucr Poe,
My antics, fuch cclc-skins fiuft, my face fo thin It drawes toward fupper in conclufion fo.
That in mine care I durft not flickc a rofe But this i* worfhipfuli fociety,
I.cfl men fiaould fay,locke where three farthings goes And fits the mounting fpirit like my fclfe j
And to his fhape were heyre to all this land, For he is but a baftard to the time
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Would I might neucr fiirrc from off. this place That doth not fmoake of obferuation,
I would giuc it cuery foot to haue this face And foam I whether I fmacke or no:
It. would not be fir nobbe in any cafe. £ And not alone in habit and deuice,
welhwilt thou forfake thy fortune.
Elinor. I like thee Exterior forme, outward accoutrement
Bequeath thy land to him, and follow me? But from the inward motion to deliuer
I am a Souldier,and now bound to France . Sweet, fweet, fweet poyfon for the ages tooth.
Baft. Brother, take you my land, lie take my chance; Which though I will not praftice to deceiue.
Your face hath got fiue hundred pound ayoere,j Yet to auoid deceit I meane to Iear»e;
Yet fell your face for fiue pence and ’tis dccre: j
For it fhall ftrew the footfteps of my rifing
Madam, He follow you vnto the death. But who comes in fueh hafte in riding robes f
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What woman poll is this ? hath (he no husl&rid

That will take paines to blow a home befdrejH er?
Ome,’tis ray mother : hownow g6od Lady,
What brings you heere to Court fo haftily i

Enter Lady Faulconbridge and lames Gurney. Enter before ^Angiers, Philip King of France, Lewis fDaul-
fhim, Austria, Confiance, Arthur.

Lady. Where is that flaue thy brother ? where is he ?

That hold* in chafe mine honour vp and downc. Lewis. Before Angiers well met braue Aufiria,
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My brother Robert old Sir Roberts fonne , Arthur that great fore-runner of thy bloud,
Bafl.
Colbrand the Gyant.that fame mighty man, Richard that rob’d the Lion of his heart ,
Roberts fonne that you feeke fo
Is it Sir
And fought the holy Warres \nPalefiine ,
Lady. Sir Roberts fonne,I thou vnreuerend bov. By this braue Duke came early to his grauc :

Sir Roberts fonne ? why fcorn’ft thou at fir Robert ? And for amends to his pofteritie
He is Sir Roberts fonne, and fo art thou. At our importance nether is he come
Bafi , James Gournie ,Wi\t thou giue vs leaue a while? To fpread his colours boy, in thy behalfe ,

Gour. Good leaue good Philip. And to rebuke the vfurpation

Bafi. Pbtlip, fparrow, lames,
Of thy vnnaturall Vncle, Englilh John ,

•There’s toyes abroad,anon more. lie tell thee Embrace him,louehim,giuehim welcome hether.
Exit lames. Arth. God fhall forgiue you Cordeltons death
Madam, I was not old Sir Roberts fonne The rather, that you giuehis off-fpring life
Sir Robert might haue eat his part in me Shadowing their right vndcr your wings of warre:
Vpon good Friday, and ncrc broke his faft I giue you welcome with a powerleffc hand,

could doe well, marrie to confefie

Sir Robert But with a heart full of vnftained loue,
Could get me fir Robert could not doe it Welcome before thegates of Angiers Duke.
We know his handy-worke, therefore good mother Lewis A noble boy, who would not doe thee right?
To whom am I beholding for thefe litnmes? Attfi. Vpon thy cheeke lay I this zelous kiffe

Sir "Robert neuer holpe to make this leg ge. As fealc to this indenture of my loue:
Lady. Haft thou confpircd with thy brother too, That to my home I will no more returne
That for thine ownegaincfhouldft defend mine honor? Till Angiers, and the right thou haft in Trance
,

What meanes this fcorne, thou moft vnto ward knaue ? Together with that pale, that white-fac’d fhore,
Bail. Knight, knight good mothe^Bafilifco-like: Whofe foot fpurnes backe the Oceans roaring tide*,
What, I am dub’d, I haue it on my Ihoulder : And coopes from other lands her Ilandcrs,
But mother, I am not Sir Roberts fonne, Euen till that England hedg’d in with the main*,
Ihaue difclaim’d Sir Robert and my land. That Water-walled Bulwarke, {till fecure
Legitimation, name, and all is gone; And confident from forreicepurpofe*
Then good my mother, let me know my father. Encn till tharvtmoft corner of the Weft
Some proper man I hope, who was it mother? Salute thee for her King, till then faireboy
Lady. Haft thou denied thy felfe a Faulconbridge ? Will I not thinke of home,but follow Armes.
Bafi. As faithfully as I denic the dcuill. Conft. O
take his mothers thanks, a widdows thanks.
Lady. Ktng Richard Cordelton was thy father. Till your ftrong hand fhall helpe to giue him ftrength ,
By long and vehement fuit I was feduc’d T o make a more requitall to your loue.
To make roome for him in my husbands bed Atifi. T he peace of heauen is theirs lift their fwords
Heaucn lay not my transgreffion to my charge In and charitable warre.
fiich a iuft

That art the lflue of my deere offence King. Well,then to werke our Cannon fhall be bent
Which was fo ftrongly vrg’d paft my defence. Again!! the browes ofthis refilling towne.
“Bafi. Now by this light were I to get againe Call for our cheefeft men of difeipline ,
Madam I would not wifh a better father To cull the plots of beft aduantages
Some finnes doe beare their priuiledge on earth Wee’ll lay before this towne our Royal bones,
And fo doth yours your fault,was not your follie
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Wade to the market-place in French-rue ns bloud.
Needs muft you lay your heart at his difpofc But we will make it fubiedt to this boy.
Subiedled tribute to commanding loue, Con. Stay for an anfwer ro your EmbafTi*,
A gainft whofe furic and vnmatched force. Left vnaduis’d you ftaine your fwords with <bloud.
The awlefTe Lion could not wage the fight My Lord Chattilson may from England bring
Nor keepe his Princely heart from Richards hand That right in peace which heere we vrge in warre ,
He that perforce robs Lions of their heart* And then we fhall repent each drop of bloud ,
May eafily w’mne a womans: aye my mother. That hot ralh haftc fo indire&ly fliedde.
With all my heart I thanke thcefor my father Enter Cbattilion.
Who hues and dates but fay, thou didft not well Ktng. A wonder Lady-.ld vpon thy wilh
When I was got, lie fend his foule to helh • ;
Our Mcffenger Chattilion is arriu’d
Come Lady 1 will (hew thee to my kinrte* What England faies, fay breefely gentle Lord,
And they flhall fay, when Richard me begoty » We coldly paufe for thee, Chatilion fpeake,
Ifthouhadftfaydhironay, it bad brent finnfj ' ‘ ^ Chat. Then turne your forces from this paltry liege ,
Who fayes it was, hcJjfe*,I fay was net. n: And vp agalnft amightier taskc
ftirre thesrt
::.n .;hil ! vds ai aids ; vod '.tlbiaqr *
£wg/4*dimpatiemrof your iuft demands.
: ?3il; ni ju.ci gnirBori nivi .1
Exetihi. Hath put hirofclfato Arme9, the aducffc wiades
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Whofe leifure I haue Raid, haue giucn him time K. lohn. Alack thou doft vfurpe authorise.
To land his Legions all as foone as 1 Fran. Excufe it is to beat vfurping downe.
His marches arc expedient to this towne Queen. Who is it thou doft call vlurper France ?
His forces ftrong,his Souldiers confident Conft. Let me make anfwer
: thy vfurping fonne.

With him along is come the Mother Quccne infolent,thy baftard {hall be King,
An Ace ftirring him to bloud and ftrife That thou maift be a Queen, and chccke the world.
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With her her eece, the Lady Blanch of Spaine Con. My bed was eucr to thy fonne as true
With them a Baftard of the Kings deceaft As thine was to thy husband, and this boy
And all th’vnfctled humors of the Land, Likcr in feature to his father Geffrey
Ra{h,jnconfiderate,fiery voluntaries, Then thou and lohn, in manners being as like
With Ladies faces, and fierce Dragons fpleenes As raine to water, or dcuill to his damme
Haue fold their fortunes at their natiue homes My boy a baftard { by my foiile I thinkc
Bearing their birth-rights proudly on their backs His father neuer was fo true begot.
T o make a hazard of new fortunes heere : It cannot be,and if thou wert his mother. ( thcr
In briefe, a brauer choyfc of dauntlefle fpirit* Queen. Theres a good mother boy, that blots thy fa-
Then now the Engltft} bottomes haue waft o re. Conft. There's a good grandamc boy
Did neuer flotc vpon the fwclling tide That would blot thee.
To doe offence and fcatbe in Chriftendome Auft. Peace.
The interruption of their churlifh drums Baft. Heare the Cryer.
Cuts off more circumftance, they arc at hand. Auft. What the deuillart thou?
Drum beau “Baft.One that wil play the deuill fir with ycu,
To parlie or to fight, therefore prepare. And a may catch your hide and you alone:
Kin. How much vnlook'd for, is this expedition, You are the Hare efwbomtheProoerb goes
Auft. By how much vnexpedted, by io much Whofe valour plucks dead Lyons by the beard j
We muft awake indeuor for defence , He fmoake your skin-coat and I catch you right,
For courage mounteth with occafion, S:rra looke too'c,yfaith I will, yfaith.
Let them be welcome then, we arc prepar'd. Blan O well did he become that t yons robe.
That did difrobe the Lion of that robe.
Baft. It lies as fightly on the backe of him
Enter K. of England, Baftard, Quyene, Blanch Pembroke, ,
As great Alcides ftiooes vpon an Afle:
and otbere But Aflc, lie take that burthen from your backe.
Or lay on that {hall make your (houlders cracke.
K.Iohn. Peace be t oFrance: If France mpeacepermit Auft. What cracker is this fame that deafes our 'cares
entrance toour ownc
Our iuft and lineall With this abundance of fuperfluous breath ?
Ifnot, blecde France, and peace alcend toheauen. King Lewi], determine what we {hall doc ftrait.
Whiles we Gods wrathfull agent doc corrcdl Lew. W
omen Sc fooles, breake off your conference.
Their proud contempt that beats his peace toheauen* King lohn , this is the very fumme of all
Fran. Peace be to England, if that warre returne England and Ireland. Angicr],Toraine, Maine ,
From France to England, there to liue in peace : In right of Arthur doe 1 claimc of thee:
England wcloue, and for that England] fake, Wilt thou refigne them,and lay downe thy Armes ?
With burden of our armor heerc vve iwcat: lohn. My life as foone : I doe defietheefnwee,

This toylcofoursfiiouldbe a worke ofthine ; Arthur of £ritaine,ycc\d thee to my hand.

But thou from Iouing England art io farre, And out of my dccre loue He giue rhec more.
That thou haft vnder-wrought his lawfull King, Then ere the coward hand ofFrance can win ;
Cutoff thefequen ce of poftcrity, Submit thee boy.
Out-faced Infant State, and done a rape Queen. Come to thy grandame child.
Vpon the maiden vertue of the Crowne Couf. Doc childe.goe to yt grandamc childe
Looke heere vpon thy brother Geffreyet face, Giue grandarae kingdomc, and it grandame will
Thefc eyes, thefe browes, were moulded out of his $ Giue y t a plum, a cherry, and a figge.
This little abftraft doth containe that large There's a good grandame.
Which died in Geffrey and the hand of time
"- Arthur. Good my mother peace,
Shall draw, this breefe into as huge a volume: I would chat I were low laid in my graue,

That Geffrey was thy elder brother borne I am not worth this coyle that’s made for me. (weepes.

And this his fonne, England was (Jeffreyj right, Qu. Mo. His mother Humes him fo , poore bey hce
And this is Geffreyes in the name of God Con. Now {hame vpon you where {he does or no t
How' comes it then that thou art call’d a King , Hisgrandames wrongs,and not his mothers (hames
When liuing blood doth in thefc temples beat Drawesthofe heauea-mouingpearles fro his poor eies,
Which owe the crowne, that thou ore-roaftereft ? Which heauen {hall cake in nature of a fee:
K.Iohn. From whom haft thou this great commiflion I, with thefe Chriftall beads heauen {hall be brib’d

T o draw my anfwer from thy Articles ? (

France , To doe him Jufticc,and reuengeon you.
Fra. Fro that fupcrnal Iudgethac ftirs good thoughts Qu. Thou raonftrouaflanderer of heauen and earth.
In any bcaft of ftrong authorise, Con. Thou monftrous Joiurcr ©f heauen and earth,
To looke iiito theblow*ndftaine*of right. Call not mcflandcm,thoU end thine vfurpe
That Iudge hath made meguardian to this boy * The DominatiofM;Roytl*i«!s, and rights
Vnder whofe warrant I impeaeh thy wrong Of this opprefled boy ; this is thy eldcft fonnes fonne
And by whofe helpe I meane to chaftifc it. Infortunatc in nothing but in thee

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The life ariddeath ofKjngfohn,

Thy finnes ire yifited in this poors childe, And King ore him, and all that he enioyes
TheCanott oftheLawislaidcon him. For this downe-troden equity, we tread
Being but the fecond generation In Warlike march, thefe greenes before your To wne.
Remoued from thy finne-eonctf iuing wombc, Being no further eaemy to you
John. Bedlam haue done. Then the conftraint of hofpitable zeale,
Con. I haue but this to fay, I n the releefe of this opprefled childe,

That he is- not onely plagued for her fin, Religioufly prouokes. Be pleafed then
But God hath made her linne and her, the plague To pay that ducie which you truly owe,
On this refnoued iffue, plagued for her, To him that owes it, namely, this yong Prince,
And with her plague her finne : his iniury And then our Armes, like to a muzled Bea* e,
Her iniurie the Beadle to her finne, Saue in afpeft, hath all offence feal’d vp i T

All punifti’din the perfon of this childe, Our Cannons malice vainly fhall be fpent
And all for her, a plague vpoh her. Againft th’involuerabk clouds of heauen.
Qne. Thou vnaduifed lcold, I can produce And with a bleffed and Yn- vext retyre.
A Will, that barres the title of thy fonne. With vnhack’d fwords, and Helmets all vnbruis’d.
Con. I who doubts that, a Will: a wicked will, We will beare home thatjuftie blood againe. IT
A womans will, a cankredGrandams will.' Which hecre we came to fpout againft your To wne,
Fra. Peace Lady, paufe, or be more temperate, And leaue your children, wiues, and you in peace.
It ill befeemcs this prefence to cry ayme But if you fondly paffe our proffer’d offer,.
To thefe ill -tuned repetitions Tis not the rounder ofyourold-fac’d walks,
Some Trumpet fummon hither to the walks Can hide youfrom our rneffengers of Warre,
Thefe men of Angiers, let vs heare them fpeake, Though ail thefe Englifh, and their difcipline

VVhofe title they admit, Arthurs or Johns. Were harbour’d in their rude circumference :

Then tell vs, Shall your Citieicall vs Lore),

Trumpet founds. In that behalfe which we haue challeng’d it?
Enter a Citizen vpon the wallet. Or fhall we gine the fignsll to our rage,_
Cit » Whois it that hath warn'd vs to the WDlles ? And ftalke in blood to our pcfleffien ?
fra. ’Tis France, for England. Cit. I n breefe, we are the King of Lnglands fubie&s

Iehn. England for it felfe : For him, and in his right, we hold this Towne.
You men of Angiers, and my louingfubiefts. John. Acknowledgethen the King, and let mein.
Fra. You louing men of Angiers, Arthurs fubie£ts. Cit. That can we no: but he that proues the King,
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Trumpet call’d you to this geiitle park; T o him will we prone loyal!, till that time
John. Forouraduantage, therefore heare vs firft: Haue wc ramm’d vp our g3tes againft the world.
Thefe ftagges of France that arc aduanced hccre John. Doth not the Crowne of England, prootie the
Before the eye and profpcvhofyourTowne, King?
Haue hither inarch'd to your endamagement. And if not that, I bring you Witneffcs
The Canons haue their bowels full of wrath. Twicefifteene thoufand hearts of Englands breed.
And ready mounted are they to fpit forth Baft. Baftards and clfe.
Their Iron indignation ’gainft your walks Iohn. To verifie our title with their Hues. ,

All preparation for a bloody fiedge Fran. As many and as well-borne bloods as thofe.

And mereiks proceeding, by thefe French. ’Baft. Some Baftards too,

Comfort yours Citties ties, your winking gates Fran. Stand in his face to contradj&his'claime.
And but for our approch, thofe deeping Hones, Cit. Till you compound whofe right is worthieft, .

ThaCas a wafte doth girdle you about Wc for the worthieft hold the right from both.
By the compulfion of their Ordinance, Iohn. Then God forgiue the linne of all thofe foulei.
By this time from their fixed beds of lime That to their euerlafting tcfidence.
Had bln dilhabited, and wide hauocke made Before the dew of eueDing fall, fhall fleetc
For bloody power to rufhvppon your peace. In drcadfull ofourkingdomesKlng.
trial!

But on the fight of vs your lawful! King, Fran. Amen, Amen, mouin Cheualiers to Armes!
Who painefully with much expedient march Baft. Saint George that fwindg’d the Dragon,
Haue brought a counter-checke before your gat es> And ere fince fit’s on’s horfebacke at mineHofteffe tloj^e

To faue vnfcracch’d your Citties threatned checkest Teach vs fomc fence. Sirrah, were I ac home
Behold the French amaz’d vouchfafe a park, At your tknfi.rrah,' with your LionndTe,
And now indeed of bulletts wrapt in fire 1 would let an Oxe-hcadta your Lyons nitte,?
To make a fhaking feuer in your walks, And make A monftcr of you.
They Ihoote buticalme words, folded vp in fmoake, Aft. Peace, no more. '
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To make a-faithkffe errour in your cares, 3^.
OTremble.* for you heare the lyon rore.
Which truft accordingly kinde Cittizens, Iohn. VpfiigheVtofheplaine, whcrewe’I fetfortli
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And let vs in. Your King, whofe labour'd fpirics In beft applmhtment all btir Regimen^,
Fore-wearied in this action offwife fpeCde, -
Baft . Speed then to take aduantage bf the field.
Craues harbourage within ywur Citie walleis n :

Fra. It fhall be fo, and at the other hill .

France .-rWhen I hauefaide, make afifarer to vs both Command the reft to ftand, God and dur right. Fxeuiit
Loc in this rigbthand, whofe protedior
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Heere after excurjions, Fitter the Herald bf France
Is moftdiuinely vow’d vpqn the Ti^htil?nd 01 with Trumpets to the gates.
Of him it holds^ftands y ong PtantHgiupt, 3<h O •'
F. Her. You men of Angiers open Wideyour gates,
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Sonne tothcfldcr brother of this man^rf! ou
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Aild IetycJrts Arthur Duke of Britaine in,

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Who by the band of France, this day hath tn^e Eta. SpeakcCirizene for England,
whofeyourkine
Much worke far tcarcs in many an English neither, Hub. The king of England, when we know
the kine
Whofe fonnes lye fcattered on the bleeding ground : Era.
Era,Know him in vs, thar hcere hold
vs. that ut.
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vp his right,'
Many a widdowes husband groueling lie?, lohn. In Vs, that arc our ownc great Dcputic
Coldly embracing the difcoFourcd earrb. *
. And bearc poffcffiou of our Perlon hcereg
And vi&orie with little Ioffe doth pby Lord of our prefence Angiers, and ofyou.
Vpon the dancing banners ofthe French, Frn. A greater po wre then We
denies all this !

Who are at hand triumphantly difplayed And till it be vndoubted,we do locke

To enter Conquerors, and to proclaime Our former fcruplc in our ftrong barr’d
gates
Arthur of Britaine, En glands King, and yours. Kings of our feare, vntill our feares refolu'd
Enter Sng/tfh Heraldrvuh Trumpet. Be by fome ccrtainc king, purg’d and
depos’d.
E.Har. RcioyceyoumenofAngiers.ringyourbeU, Baft. By heauen, thefe fcroyles of
Angiers flout you
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King lohn, your king and England*, doth approach, And ftand iecurely on their battelments,
Commander of this hot malicious day. f kings
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! As in a Theater, whence they gape and '

point
Their Armours that march'd hence fo filuer bright, At your induftrious Scenes and a<fts of
death.
Hither returnc all gilt with Frenchmens blood : Your Royall prefences be rul'd by mee,
There ftucke no plume in any Englifh Crcft, Do like the Mutincsoflcrufalcm,
That isremoued by a ftaffe of France Be friends a-whilo,and both conioyntly bend
Our colours do rcturne in thofe fame hands Y our {harpeft Deeds of malice on this Towne.
That did difplay them when we firft marcht forth By Eaft and Weft let France and England
mount,
And like a iolly troope of Huntfmen come Their battering Canon charged to the
mouthes.
Out luftie Englifh, all with purpled hands, Till their louie-fearing clamours
haue braul’d downe
Dide in the dying {laughter of their foes, The flintie ribbes ofthis contemptuous Citie
Open your gates, and g ue theVidlors way. fdeplay inceffantly vpon thefe Jades,
H*£ett.Heralds, from off ourtowres we might behold Euen till vnfenccd defolation
From firft to laft, the on-fet and retyre ; Leaue them as naked as the vulgar ayre
Of both yonr Armies, whole equality That done, diffeueryour vnited ftrengths.
By our beft eyes cannot be cenfured (blowes
: And part your mingled colours once againe,
Blood hath bought blood, and blowes hauc anfwerd T urnc face to face, and bloody point to point:
Strength matcht; with ftrength, and power confronted Then in a moment Fortune {hall cull forth
power. Out ofone fide her happy Minion,
Both are alike, and both alike we like To whom infauour {he {hall giuc the day.
One muft proue greateft. XVhilc they weigh fo euen, And him with a glorious vi<R*ry :
kiffe
Wc hold out Towne for neither yet for both.
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How like you this wildecounfcll mighty States,
Smackes it not fomething of the policie.
Enter the two Kings with their powers. Icrm, Now by the sky thac hangs
aboue our heads.
At fetter all doores, Hike it well. France, (hall we knit our powres,
And lay thi s Angiers eucn with the ground.
lohn. France, haft thou yet more blood to ca2 away? Then after fight who fhall be king ofit ?
Say, fliall the currant of our right rome on,
Taft, And if thou haft the mettle of a king.
Whofe paffage vext with thy impediment. Being wrong’d as we arc by this pecuilh Towne
:
Shall lcaue his natiue channel!, and ore-fweil Turne thou the mouch of thy Artillerie,
with covrfc difturb’d cuenthy confining (heres, A* we will ours, againft thefe faweie walle s,
Vnlefle thou let his filuer Water, keepe And when that we haue dalh’dthcm to the ground.
A peaccfull progreffc to the Ocean. Why then defic each other, and pell-mell.
Fr a. England thou haft not fau’d one drop of blood Make worke vpon our felues/or heauen or hell.
In this hot triall more then we of France, Let it be lo : fay, where will you affaulc ?
Fta.
Rather loft more. And by this hand I fweare lohn. Wefrom the Weft will fend deftruftiou
That fwayes the earth this Climate ouer-loekes, Into this Cities bofome.
Before we will lay downe our iuft-bprnc Armes,
Auft. I from the North.
W ce’l put thee downe,'gainft whom thefe Armcsi wee
Fran. Our Thunder from the South,
Or adde a royall number to the dead (bearc. Shall raioe their drift of bullets on this Towne.
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Gracing the fcrpulc that tcls of this warres Ioffe, O

prudent difeiplinc! From North to South:
Taft.
With ftaughtefcouplcd to the name ofkings. Auftriaand France {hoot ineach others mouth.
Baft. Ha Maicfty how high thy glory towres.
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He ftirre them to it Come, away, away.
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When the rich blood ofkings is Tet on fire Hnk, Hearcvj great kings, vouchsafe awhile to ftaj
Oh now doth death line his dead chaps vyith fteelc, And I (hall ftiewyou peace, and faire-fac’d league
The {words of Touldiers are his teeth, hi$ p hangs, Win you this Citie without ftroke, or wound,
And now he feafts, moufing the flclh ofmen Refcue thofe breathing liues to dye in beds.
In vndetermin’d differences of kings. That heere come Tacrifices for the field; :

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ftand thefe royall fronts amazed thu^ Fcrfeuer npt, but heareme mighty kings.
Cry hauocke kings, backe to. the ftaine^cld lohn. Sp cake on With fauour,we are benttoheare.
V ou equall Potcnts, ficrie kindled fpirits, Huh. That daughter there of Spaine, the Lady Blaudo
Then let confufion of one pare confirm Is neereto England, looke vpon theyeercs
The others peace : till then, b}owes, blppfl, anrMeath. Of Lewes the Dolphin, and that loucly maid.
Ishr.. Whofe party do thefowncftftcn yet admit,? If luftie louc fhculd go inqucftofbcaucie,
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7be life and death of KJngfohr. 7

Where fhould be finde it fairer, then in ‘Blanch : In and promotions.
titles, honors,

If zealous loue fhould go io fear ch of vertue, As (he in beautie, education, blood,

W here fliould he finde it purer then in Blanch { Holdcshand with any P mcefleof the world.
Ifloue ambitious, fought a match of birth, fra. What fai’ft thou boy ? looke in the Ladies face.
'Whofe vcines bound richer blood then Lady Blotch} Del. 1 do my Lord, and in hex eie I find
$uch as (he is, irvbeautie, vertue, 'birth, A wonder, or a wondrous miracle.
(Is cheyong E>olphin euery way complcat, The fhadow of iny felfe form’d in her eye.
llfnot complfiat of, fay he is not Ihee, Which being but the fliadow ofyour fonne,
And (be againe wants nothing, to name want, Becomes a fonne and makes your fonne a fhadoyv
Jfwantit be not, that (lie is not hce I doproteft I neuer lou’d my felfe
He is the halfe part ot a bleffed man, Till now, infixed l beheld nay felfe,
Left to be finifhed by fuch as fhee, Drawnein the flattering table of her eie.
And flic a faire diuided excellence, b'hifferr'n’tth 'Blanch.
Whofefulneffc ofperfeftion lyes inhim. Baft. Drawne in the flattering table
of her eie,
0 two fuch filuer currents when they ioyne Hang’d in ihefrowning wrinkle of her brow.
Do glorifie the b3nkes that bound them in And quarter’d in her heart, hce doth efpic
And two fuch (hores, to two fuch ftreames made one, Himfelfe loues tray tor, this' is pittie now ;*
Two fuch controlling bounds fhall yon be, kings. That hang’d, and drawne, and quarter’d there ftiowld be
To thefe two Princes, if you marrie them: In fuch a loue,fo vile a Lout as he.
This Vnion (lull do more then batterie can My vnckles will in this refpeift is mine.
Blan.
To our faft dofedgares for at this match.
: If he feeought in you that makes him like,
With fwifter fpleene then powder can enforce That any thing he fee's which moues his liking,
The mouth ofpaffage fhal! we fling wide op«j. I can with cafe tranflate it to my will
And giue you entrance but without this match,
: Or if you will, to fpeake more properly,
The fea enraged is not halfe fo dcafe, I will enforce it eaflic to my loue.
Lyons more confident, Mounraines and rockes i
Further I will not flatter you, my Lord,
More free ftom monon, no not death himfelfe j
That all I fee in you
worthie loue,
is

In mortal! furtc halfe fo pereniptoric, I

Then this, that nothing do I fee in you,
As we to keepe this Citie. 1
Though churliftuhoughts themfelues (Fould bceyour
‘Baft. Heeresaftay, I
Iudge,
That fliakes the rotten carkaffc of old death That I can finde, fhould merit any hate.
Out of his ragges. Here's a large mouth indeede. John. What faie thefe yor.g*ones? What fay you my
That (pits forth death, and mountaines,rockes, and fcai Neece?
Talkes as familiarly of roaring Lyons, Blau. Thatfheis bound in honor ftill to do
As maids ofthirteene do of puppi-doggei. What you in wifedotne ftill vouchfafc t® fay.
What Cannonecre begot this luftie blood. hhn. Spcakc then Prince Dolphin, can you loue this
He Ipcakes plaine Cannon fire, and fmoake, and b®unce, Ladie?
Hegiues the baftinado with his tongue : Dol. Nay askc me if I can refraine from loue.
Our cares arc cudgcl’d, not a word ofhis For I doe loue hermoft vnfaincdly,
But buffets better then a fift of France John. Then do I gtue Volqucffew, Tcraine, Maine,
Zounds, I was neuer fo bcthumpAwith words. Pojiliers ,and Aniow thefe fiue Prouinces
,

Since I firft cal'd my brothers father Dad. With her to thce,and this addition
more.
OlclQu. Son, lift to this coniun£tion,make this match Full thirty thoufand Market of Englifh coyne
Giue with our Ncece a dowrie large enough. Phillip of France, if thou be pleaPd withall.

For by this knot, thou fhalt fo furely tye Command thy fonne and daughtet to ioyne hands.
Thy now vnfur d aflurancc to the Crowtae, Fra. It likes vs well young Princes: dofe your hands
That yon greene boy fhall haue no Sunne to ripe Auft. And your lippes too, for I am well affur’d,
The bloomc thatprornifeth a mightie fruite. Thac I did fo when I was firft aflur’d.
1 feeayceldingin thelookes of France: Fra. NowCirtizens ofAngires ope your gates.
Markchow they whifper, vrge them while their foules Let in that amitie which you haue made.
Are capeable of this ambition, For at Saint MariesChappcllprefently,i
•Lead zeale now melted by the windie breath The rights of marriage (nallbc folemniz’d. 1
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Offoft petition s,pittic and remorfe. Is not theLadie Conftanct in this troope f
Code and congeale againe to what it was. I know fhe is not for this match made vp,

Hub. Why anfwcr not the double Maiefties, Her prefence would haue interrupted much.
This friendly treatic of our threatned Towue. Where is fhe and her fonne, tell me, who knowe* ?

fra. Spcakc England fit ft,that hath bin forward firft Dol. Sheisfadandpafsionateatyourhighnes Tent.
To lpcake Vnto this Cittic : what fay you ? Fra. And by my faith, this league that we haue made
John. If that the Dolphin there thy Princely fbnne, W :ll giue her fadnefie very little cure .•

Can in this bookeofbeautiertad.I loue : Brother ofEngland, how may wecontent

Her Dowrie fhall weigh equall with a dfcieene t This widdow Lady ? In her right we came.
For yfwf/crf,and faire TorMine Maine y Pbjr&itrt, Which we God knowes, haue turn d another way.
And all that we vpon this fide the Sea, To our owne vantage.
(Except this Cittie now by vs befiedg'd) John. Wewillhealtvpall,
Finde liable to our Crownc and Dignitie, For wee’l create yong Arthur Duke of Biritainc
Shall gild her bridall bed and make her rich And Earle of Richmond, ir.d this rich faire Towne
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Wc make him Lord of. Call the Lady Conftavce, Oppreft with wrongs,- and therefore full offc arcs,
Some fpeedy Meflenger bid her repaire A widdow, husbandlcS. fubredl to fcares,
To our folemnity : I truft wefhall, A woman naturally borne to feares
(Jf not fill vp the meafure of her will) And though thou now confeffe thou didft but ieft
Yet in fome meafure fatisfie her fo. With my vert fpirics,! cannot take a Truce.
That we fhall flop hcnexclamation. But they will quake andtremblc all this day . i
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Go we as well as haft will fuffer vs. What doft thou meane by fhaking of thy head i
To this vnlook’d for vnprep^red pompe. Exeunt. Why doft thoulookc fo fadly on my forme ?
Baft. Mad world, mad kings, rrad compofuioB What meanes that hand vpon that breaft of thine ?
Iohn co flop Arthurs Title in the whole. Why holdes thine eiethat lamentable rhewme,
Hath willingly departed with a part. Like a proud riucr peering ore his bounds ?
And France, whole armour Confidence buckled on. Be thefe fad fignes confirmers of thy words ?
Whom zcale and charitie brought to the field, ,
Then fpeake againe, not all thy former tale.
As Gods own: fouldicr, rounded in the cate, But chis one word, whether thy tale be true,
With that fame purpofe-chjngcr, that ftye diuel. Sal. As true as I bclceucyou thinke them falfe,
That Broker, that fttll breakes the pate of faith. That giue you caufc to prouc my faying true.
That day iy breake-vow he that winnes of all,
, Con. Oh if thou teach me to belccue this forrow.
Of kings,- ofbeggers, old men, yong men, maids, Teach thou this forrow, how to make me dye.
Who hauing no extennll thing to loofe. And lc: bcleefe, and life encounter fo,
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But the word Maid, cheats the poore Maide of that. As doth the furie of two defperate men,
That fmooth-facM Gentleman, tickling commoditie, Which in the very meeting fall, and dye.
Commoditie, the byas ofthe world. Levees marry BUuncbl O boy, then where art thou ?
The world, who of ic felfe is peyfed well. France friend with England, what becomes of me l
Made to run euen, vpon cuen ground Fellow be gone I cannot brooke thy fight,
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Till this aduantagc,this vile drawing byas. This newes hath made thee a moft vgly man.
This fway of motion, this commoditie. Sal. What other harme heue I good Lady done.
Makes it take head from all indiflerency. But fpoke the harme, that is by others done ?
From all direction, purpofc, coiiric, intent. Con. Which harme within it felfe fo heynous is.
And this lame byas, this Commoditie, As it makes harmefull all that lpeake ot it.

This Bawd, this Broker, this all-changing-word, Ar. I do befeech you Madam be content,
Clap’d on the outward eye of fickle France, (on. If thou that bidft me be content, vvert grim
Hath dra\vr\e him from his owne determin'd ayd, Vgly, and flandrous to thy Mothers wombe.
From a refolu’d and honourable warre, Full ofvnplcafing blots, and fightlefic ftaines.
hTo a moft bafe and vilc-conduded peace. Lame, fooltfh, crooked, fwart, prodigious,
And why rayle I on this Commoditie ? Patch’d with foule Moles, and eye-offending market,
Butfor becaufchehath not wooed me yet I would not care, I then would be concern,
Not that Tharfe the'poWer co clutch my hand, For then I fhould not loue thee : no, nor thou
When his fairc.Angcls would talnteir.ypalme, Become thy gre-at birth, nor dclciueaCrowne.
:Butformyhand,as vnattempted yet, Bat thou arc fa ire, and at thy birth (dfceie boy)
‘Like a poore begger, taileth on the rich. Nature and Fortune ioyn’d to make thee great.
Well) whiles 1 3m abegger,! will raile. Of Natures guifts, thou mayft with Lillie? boaft,
And fay there is no fin but to be rich: And with the halfe-blowneRofe. But Fortune, oh.
And beingrich, my vercuu then fhall be. She is corrupted, chang’d, and wenne from thee,
To fay there is no vice, but beggcric : Sh’adulteraies houtcly with thine Vnckle lohn.
Since Kings bxeake faith vpon commoditjc. And with her golden hand hath pluckt on France
Game be my Lord, tor I will worlhip thee. Exit. To tread dovvne faire refpeift ofSoueraigntie,
And made his Maieftie the bawd to theirs.
France is a Bawd to Fortune, and king lohn.
That ftrumpet Fortune, that vfurping lohn :
ojlttus Secunius Teli me thou fellow, is not France forfworne ?
Euvenom him with words, or get thee gone,
Andleaue thofe woes alone, which I alone
Enter Co*fiance, Arthur, and SalUbtrry. Am bound to vnder-beare.
Sal. Pardon me Madam,

Con. Gone be married? Goncto fwearc a peace

to’ ? I may not goc withoutyou to the kings.
Falfc biood to fojfe blood ioyn’d.Gone to be freinds? Con. Thou cnaift, thou {halt, I will not go with thee,

Shall Lewis hauc BLiunch, znABLiunch chofc Prouinces ? I will inftruft my forrowes to bee proud.
Itisnot fo, thou haft mftpokejmifpcard. For greefe is prond, and makes his owner ftoope,
Be well aduif’d, tell ore thy talc againe. To me and to the ftate of my great greefe.
cannot be, thou do’ft but fay Tis fo. Let kings affemble : for my greefe’s fo great.
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I truft I may not truft thce^'or thywprd That no fiipporcetbuttbe huge firme earth- .

!ls bu t.the v line breath of a Common man s Can hold it vp ; hfre I and fortowes fit,
.Beleeiie me, I doe not belecue thcc.man, Heere is my Throne, bid kings come bow to if.
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*1 haue a Kings oath to the coatrarie,
‘OX?)
’Thou lT-ialt be pumfh’d for thus frighting me^
JFor Iamficke, and capeableoffcarcs.
Attn*
riaina !
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Phil. And hang a Calues-skin on thofe recreant limbs*
John. We like not this, thou doft forget thy felfe.
<*A3us TertiusfSctfna prima. Enter Pandulph.
Fra.Heere comes the holy Legac of the Pope.
Enter King lohn, prince, Dolphin, BUnch, Slianor, Philip Pan. Haile you annointed deputies of heauen;
Aujlna, Convince. T o thee King lohn my holy errand is :
1 Pandulph , of faire Mi'dane Cardin all
Fran. 'Tis true (faire daughter) and this bleffed day, And from Pope Innocent the Legate heere,
Euer in France fhallbe kept fcftiuall : Doc in his name religioufly demand
To folcmnize this day the glorious funne Why thou againft the Church, our holy Mother ,
Stayes in his courfe, and playes the Alchymift So wilfully doft fpurne ; and force perforce
Turning with tplcndor of his precious eye Keepc Stephen Langton chofen Arfhbifhop
The meager cloddy earth to glittering gold Ql Canterbury from that holy Sea
The yearcly courfe that brings this day about, This in our forefaid holy Fathers name
Shall neuer fee it, but a holy day. Pope Innocent , I doc demand of thee.
Conjl. A wicked day, and not a holy day. lohn. What earthic name to Interrogatories
What hath this day deferu’d ? what hath w done. Can taft the free breath of a facred King ?

That it in golden letters fhould be fet Thou canft not (Cardinall) deuife a name
Among the high tides in the Kalenderf So flight, vnworthy,and ridiculous
Nay, rather turne this day out of the weeke. T o charge me to an anfwcre, as the Pope
This day of fhame, oppreflion, periury. Tell him this tale, and from thp mouth of England,
Or ifit mud ftand If ill, let wiues with childe Adde thus much more, that no Italian Pricft

Pray that their burthens may not fall this day, Shall tythe or toll in our dominions
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Left that the'trhopes prodigioufly be croft But as we, vnder heauen, are fupreame head,
But (on this day) let Sea-men feare no wracke, So vnder him that great fupremacy
No barg3ines breake that are not this day made Where we doe reigne, we will alone vphold
This day all things begun, come to ill end. Without th’afliftancc of a mortall hand :

Yea, faith it felfe to hollow falfhood change. So tell the Pope, all rcuerence fet apart
Fra. By heauen Lady, you (hall haue no caufe To him and his vfurp’d authoritie.
To curfe the faire proceedings of this day Fra Brother of England you blafpheme in this.
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Haue I not pawn’d to you my Maiefty ? lohn. Though you,and all the King* ofChriftendora
Conjl . Y ou haue beguil’d me with a counterfeit Are led fo groffely by this medling Pricft,
Refembling Maiefty, which being touch’d and tride, Dreading the curfe that money may buy out.
Ptoues valuelefte you are forfworne,forfworne
:
And by the merit of vildc gold, drofle, duft,
^You came in Armes to fpill mine enemies bloud. Purchafc corrupted pardon of a man.
But now in Armes, you ftrengthen it with yours. Who in that fale fcls pardon from himfelfe
The grapling vigor, and rough frowne of VV arre Though you , and al the reft fo groflely led
Is cold in amitie, and painted peace, This iugling witchcraft with rcuennue chcrifh
And our oppreftion hath made vp this league Yet I alone, alone doe meoppofe
Arme, armc, you heauens, againft thefe periur’d Kings, Againft the Pope, and count his friends my foes.
A widdow cries, be husband to me (heauens) Pand. Then by the lawfull power that I haue
Let not the howres of this vngodly day Thou (halt ftand curft.and excommunicate.
Wcare out the daies in Peace ;
but ere Sun-fet, And blefled fhall he be that doth reuolt
Setarmed difeord ’twixt thefe periur’d Kings From his Allegeancetoanheretiquc,
Heare me. Oh, heare me. And meritorious fhall that hand be call’d.
Aufl. l ady Conjlance, peace. Canonized and worfhip’d as a Saint,
Conjl.War, war, no peace, peace is to me a warre That takes away by any fccrct courfe
O Lymoges,0 Aujlria,i\\ou doft lhame Thy hatefull life.
Thatbloudy fpoyle: thou Haue, thou wretch, coward, Con. O lawfull let it be
Thou little vaiiant,great in villanie. That haue roomc with Rome to curfe a while.
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Thou euer ftrong vpon the ftronger fide Good Father Cardinall, cry thou Amen
Thou Fortunes Champion, that do’ft neuer figh^ To my kcene curfes; for without my wrong
But when her humourous Ladifhip is by There is no tongue hath power to curfe him right.
To teach theefafety : thou art periur’d too, Pan. There's La w and W
arrant (Lady) for my curfe.
And footh'ft vp greatnellc. What a foole art thou, Conf. And for mine too, when Law can do no right.
A ramping foolc,to brag ,
and ftamp, and fweare, Letit be lawfull, that Law barre no wrong:

Vponmypartie thou cold blooded flauc,

: Law cannot giue my childe his kingdome heere
Haft thou not fpoke like thunder on my fide ? For he that holds his Kingdome,holds the Law:
Beene fworne my Souldier, bidding me depend Therefore fince Law it felfe is perfeft wrong.
Vpon thy ftarrcs.thy fortune, and thy ftrength. How can the Law forbid my tongue to curfe i
And doft thou now fall ouor to my foes ? Pand. Philip of France , on perill of a curfe
Thou wearca Lyons hide, doff it for fhame. Let goe the hand of that Arch-heretique
And hang a Calues skin on thofe recreant limbes. And raifethe power of France vpon his head,
Auf. O that a man fhould fpcake thofe words to me. Vnleffe he doc fobmit himfelfe to Rome.
Phil. And hang a Calues-skin on thofe rccreaoc limb* Flea. Look’d thou pale France} do not let go thy hand,
Auj. Thou dar’ftnoc fay fo villain*; for thy life. i Con. Looke to that Deuill, left that France repent,
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And by difioyning hands hell lofe a foulc. A fafting Ty ger fafer by the tooth
Aufi. King Philip, liften to the Cardinall. Then keepe in peace that hand which thou doft hold.
Bafi. And hang a Calucs-skin on his recreant limbs, i Fra I may dif-ioyne my hand, but not my faith.
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Aufi. Well ruffian, I muft pocket vp thefe wrongs, Pand. So mak’ft thou faith an enemy to faith,
Becaufe, And like a ciuill warre fetft oath to oath ,
Baft. Y
our breeches beft may carry them. Thy tongue againft thy tongue. O let thy vow
John. Philip, whar fjift thou to the Cardinall ? Fitft made to heauen, firft be to heauen perform’d,
Con. What fhould he fay, but as the Cardinall ? That is, to be the Champion of our Church
Dolph. Bethinke you father, for the difference What fince thou fworft, is fworne againft thy felfe.
Is purchafe of a heauy curfe from Rome , And may not be performed by thy felfe.
Or the light Ioffe of Englandfioi a friend For that which thou fworae to doc amifle.
haft
Forgoethe eafier. Is not amifle when it is done:
truely
Bla. That s the curfe of Rome. And being not done,where doing tends to ill.
fin. O Lewis, ftandfaft, the deuill tempts thechecre The truth is then moft done not doing it:
Inlikcneffc of a new vntrimmed Bride. The better A<ft of purpofes miftooke
"Bin. The Lady Confiance fpeakes net from her faith Is to miftakc again, though indireCfi
But from her need. Yet indirection thereby growes direft.
Con. Oh, if thou grant my need. And falfhood, falfhood cures, as fire cooles fire
Which oncly lines but by the death of faith. Within the fcorched veines of ojie new burn’d:
That need, mult needs inferre this principle It is religion that doth make vowes kept,
That faith would liue againe by death of need But thou haft fworne againft religion
O then tread downe my need, and faith mounts vp, By what thou fwear’ft againft the thing thou fwear’ft,
Keepe my need vp, and faith is trodden downe. And mak’ft an oath the luretie for thy truth ,
John. The king is moud, and anfwers not to this. A gainft an oath the truth, thou ai t v nfure
Con. O be remou’d from him, and anfwere well, To fweare, fwcares onely not to be forfworne,
Aufi. Doe fo king fhilip, hang no more in doubt. Elfc what
mockerie fhould it be to fweare ?
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Baft. Hang nothing but a Calues skin molt fweet lout. But thou doft fweare, onely to be forfworne.
Fra. I am perplexc.and know not what to fay. And moft forfworne, to keepe what thou doft fweare.
Pan. W hat canft thou fay, but wil perplex thee more? Therefore thy later vowes, againft thy firft.
If thou ftand excommunicate, and curft ? Is in thy felfe rebellion to thy felfe
Fra.Good reuerend father,make my perfon yours, j
And better conqueft neuer canft thou make ,

And tell me ho w you would befto w your felfe { I

/hen arme thy conftant and thy noblerparts
This royall hand and mine are newly knit i
Againft thefe giddy loofe fuggefticms:
And the coniunCfion of our inward foules !
V pon which better part, our prayrs come in
Married in league, coupled, and link’d together ! It thou vouchlafe them. But if not, then know
With all religous Orength of facred vowes , j
Thepcrillofourcurfes lighten thee
The lateft breach that gau" the found of words j
So heauy, as thou (halt not (hake them off
Was deepe-fworne faith, peace, amity, true loue j But in defpairc, dye vnder their blacke weight.
Betweene our k'tngdomes and our royall felues, Aufi. Rebellion, flat rebellion.
And euen before this truce, but new before. Baft. Wil’t not be ?
No longer then we well could wafh our hands Will not a Calucs-skin ftop that mouth of thine?
To dap this royall bargaine vpofpeace, Daul. Father, to Armes.
Heauen knowes they were befmear’d and oHcr-ftaind Blanch. Vpon thy wedding day i
With {laughters pencill ; where reuenge did paint Againft the blood that thou haft married ?
The fearefull difference of incenfed kings What, fhall our feaft be kept with flaughtered men ?
And fhall thefe hands fo lately purg’d ofbloud ? Shall braying trumpets, and loud churlifh drums
So newly ioyn’d in loue ? fo ftrong in both, Clamors of hell, be mcafures to our pomp ?
Vnyoke this feyfure, and this kinde regreete ? 0 husband heare me : aye, alacke, how new
Play faff and loofe with faith ? fo ieft with heauen, Is husband in my mouth ? euen for that name
Makefuch vneonftant children ofonr felues Which till this time my tongue did nere pronounce
As now againe to fnatch our palme from palme: Vpon my knee I beg, goe not to Armes
Vn-fweare faith fworne, and on the marriage bed Againft mine Vncle.
Of fmiling peace to march a bloody hoaft. Confi. O, vpon my knee made hard with kneeling,
And make a ryot on the gentle brow 1doe pray to thee, thou vertuous Daulphin, *
Of true fincerity ? Q holy Sir Alter not the doome fore-thought by heauen.
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My reuerend father, let it not be fo ; Blan. Now fhall I fee thy loue, what motiue may
Out of your grace, deuife, ordaine, impofe Be ftronger with thee, then the name of wife i
Some gentle order, and then we (ball be bleft Con. That which vpnoldech him, that thee vpholds.
To doe your pleafure, and continue friends. His Honor, Oh thine Honor, Lewis thine Honor.
Pand. AH forme is formelefle, Order ordcrleffc, Dolph. I mufe your Maiefty doth feeme fo cold,
Saue what is oppofite to Englands loue. When fuch profoiftid rcfpe&s doe pull you on i
Therefore to Armes, be Champion of our Church, Pand. I will denounce a curfe vpon bis head.
Ot let the Church our mother breathe her curfe, Fra. Thou {halt not nzcd.FngUnd,\ will fall fro the*.
A mothers curfe, on her reuolting fonne: Confi. O
faire returne of banifh’d Maieftie.
by the tongue,
France, thou maift hold a ferpent Elea. Ofoulereuolt of French inconftancy.
A cafed Lion by the mortall paw. Eng. franco, ^Ihalt rue this houre within this houre.
'Bail:
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'Baft. Old Time the clocke fetter,^bald fextonTime:
Iohn. Coz, farewell.

1$ it as he will ? well then , France flnll rue.

Ele. Come hether little kinfman,harkc,a worde.
Bla. The Sun’s orecaft with bloud : fairoday adieu, Iohn. Come hether Hubert. O my gentle Hubert ,
Which is the fide that I muft goe withall ? We owe thee much within this wall offlefh
:

Iam with both, each Army hath a hand. There is a foule cou/its thee her
Creditor
And in their rage, I hauing hold of both, And with aduantage mcanes to pay thy loue
They whurle a-iunder, and difmember nice. And my good frier.d, thy voluntary oath
Husband, I cannot pray that thou maift winne : Liues in this bofome.decrcly cherifhed.
Vnde, I needs muft pray that thou maift lofe Giue me thy hand, 1 had a thing to fay.
Father, I may not wifh thefortunethine : But I will fit it with fome better tune.
Grandam,! will not wifh thy wifhes thriuc : By heauen Hubert I am almoft aflaam’d
,

Who-euer wins. on that fide ihall 1 lofe : To fay what good refpeift 1 haue of thee.
Affured Ioffe, before the match be plaid. Hub. Iammuchboundento yourMaiefty.
J)olph. Ladv,with me, with me thy fortune lies. Iohn. Good friend, thou haft no caufe to fay fo yet.

BU. There where my fortune liucs,there my life dies. But thou fhalt haue:and creepetimenerefo flow,
hhn. Cofen goe draw curpuifance together,
,
Y e: it {hall come, for me to doe thee good.
France, 1 am burn’d vp with inflaming wrath I had a thing to fny, but let it goe

A rage, whofe heat hath this condition The Sunne is in the heauen, and the proud day.

That nothing can allay,nothing but blood, Attended witj*. the pleafures of the world,
The blood anddecreft valued bloud of France. Is all too wanton, and too full of gawdes

Fra. Thy rage (hall burne thec vp,& thou fhalt turne To giue me audience if the mid-night bell :

To alhes, et c our blood {hall quench that fire Did with his yron tongue, and brazen mouth
Lookc to thy lelfc,thou art in ieopardie. Sound on into the drowzie race of nibht :
/oHw.No more then he that threats. T o Arms le’ts hie. If this fame were a Churqh-yard where we ftand ,
Exeunt. And thou poffeffed with a thoufand wrongs :
Or if that lurly fpirit melancholy
Had bak’d thy bloud,and made it heauy, thicke.
Which elfe runnes tickling vp and downe the vcines,
Sccena Secunda. Making that idiot laughter keepe mens eyes*.
And ftraine their cheekes to idle merriment,
Allarums, Excursions Enter Baftard with Auftria s A paflion hatefull to my purpofes
bead. Or if that thou couldft lee me without eyes
Heare me without thine cares, andmake reply
Baft. Now by my life, this day grows wondrous hot, Witho.it a tongue, vfing conceit alone
Some ayery Detiill houers in the skie Without eyes, earcs, and harmcfull found ofwords
And pout's downe mifehiefe.Auftrias head lye there, .Then, in defpight ofbroodcd watchfull day,
Enter Iohn, Arthur, Hubert I would into thy bofpmepouremy thoughts :
While Philip breathes. . But (ah) I will nor., yet I loue thee well
Iohn. Hubtrt, keepe this boy Philip : make vp, And by my troth I thinke thou lou’ft me well.
My Mother is aftayled in our Tent, Hub. Sowell,thae what you bidmevndertake.
And tanel fearc. Though that my death were adiunft to my Aft,
Baft. My I.ord 1 refeuedher , By heauen I would doe it.
Her HighneUeis in fafety, feare you not: Iohn Doe not I know thou wouldft ?
But on my Liege, for very little paines Good Hubert, Hubert, Hubert throw thine eye
Will bring this labor to an happy end. Exit. On yon young boy lie tell thee what my friend.
:

He is a very ferpent in my way,

Alarums, excurftons, Retreat. Enter Iohn, Eleanor , Arthur And wherefoere this foot of mine doth tread, -

BaftArd, Hubtrt, Lords. .

He lies before me: doft thou vnderftandme^
Thou arc his keeper.
John. So be : your Grace {hall ftay bchi.nde
{hall it Hub. And lie keepe him fo,

5e ftrongly guarded Cofen, looke nor fad,

: That he {hall not offend your Maiefty.
rhyGrandame loues thee, and thy Vnklc will Iohn. Death.
As deerc be to thee, as thy father was. Hub. My Lord.
j4rt h. O
this will make my mother die with gnefe. Iohn. AGraue.
John. Cofen away for England, haftc before. Hub. He fhall not liue.
And ere our comming fee thoiH^iakc the bags Iohn. Enough.
Ofhoording Abbots, imprifonell angells I could bemeriy now Hubert, I loue thee. ,

Set at libertie : the fat ribs ofpeace Well, He not fay what I intend for thee :

Muft by the hungry now be fed vpon : Remember: Madam, Fare you well,
Vfe our Commiffion in his vtmoft force. He fend thofe powers o’rc to your Maiefty.
Baft. Bell, Booke,8c CaHdle,{hall not driue me back, Ele. My blefling goe with thee.
When gold and fijuer becks me to come on. John. For England Cofcn, goe.
ilcaueyourhighneffe Grandame, I will pray, : Hubert (hall be your man, attend on you
: On toward Ca'dict, ho*.'
(If euer I remember tobe holy ) With al true duetie
'
For your fairc fafety fo I kiffe your hand.
*
: Extant,
EIt. Farewell gentle Cofcn.
Sceua
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Or madly thinke a babe of clowfs were he
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I am not mad: too well, too well I fecle :
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Scana Terria* The different plague of each calamitie.

Fra. Bindevp thofe treffes: O whaelouel note f

In the faire multitude of thofe her haire*

Enter France, Dolphin , Pandulpbo, Attendants, Where but by chance a filuer drop hath falne,
Eucn to that drop ten thoufand wiery fiends
Fra, So by a roaring Tcmpqft on the Hood, Doe glew themielues in Sociable griefe, *
|

A whole Armado of conuifted faile Like true, infeparablc, faithfull loues,

and dif-ioyn’d from fellowship.
Is fcattcred Sticking together iq calamitie.
Pand. Courage and comfort,all Shall yet goe well. Con.T o England, if you will
Fra. What can goe well, when wehauerunnefoill? Fra. Bindevp your haires. 7/ '

Are we not beaten ?Is hot Angiers loft? Con. Yes that I will and wherefore will I do it f
: -

Arthur tane prifoner? diuers deere friends flaine ? I tore them from their bonds, and cride aloud,

And bloudy England into England gone O, that thefc hands could fo redeeme my fonne
Ore-bearing interruption fpight of France ? As they haue giuen thefc hayres their libertie : \ ,

7)ol. What he hath won, that hath he fortified: But now I enuie at their libertie
So hot a Speed, with Such aduice difpos’d, And will againc commit them to their bonds,
Such temper ate order in So ficrcfc a caufe, Bccaufe my poore childe is a prifoner.
Doth want example : who hath read,or heard And Father Cardinall, I haue heard you Say
Of any kindred-aflion like to this ? That we fhall See and know our friends in heauen
Fra. W ell could Ibearc that England had this praife, if that be true, I Shall fee my boy againe
So vve could find<j Some patcerne of our Hume For Since the birth of Caine, the firft malc-childe 1

Enter finftance. To him that did but yefterday Sufphe

Looke who comes hcere ? a graue vnto a Soule, There was not Such a gracious creature borne
Holding th’ecernall Spirit againft her will But now will Canker-Sorrow cat my bud
In the vilde prifon of afflicted breath : And chafe the natiuc beauty from his chceke,
I prethee Lady goe away with me. And he will looke as hollow as a Ghoft ,

Con. Lo; now:now See the iflue ofyour peace. As dim and meager as an Agues fitte,
Fra. Patience good Lady,comfort gentle Cenjlance. And fo hee’ll dye and-rifing fo againc.
:

Con. No.Idefieall Counfell, all redrefle. When I fhall meet him in the Court of heauen
But that which ends all counfell , true RedrefTc not know'him therefore ncuer, neucr
I Shall :

Death, death, O amiable, loucly death , Mufti behold my pretty Arthur more.
Thou odoriferous ftench : found rottennefte, Pand. You hold too heynous a iefpe£I of greefe.
Arife forth from the couch of lading night ConJ}. Hetalkes to ;nc,that neuer had a fonne, ‘\

Thou hate and terror toprofpcritie, Fra. You are as fond of greefe, as ofyour childe.
And I will kifle thy deteftable bones Con. Greefe fils the roome vp of my abfent childe :

And put my eye-balls in thy vaultrc Rrowes Lies in his bed,walkes vp and downe with me,
And ring thefc fingers with thy houfhold vvormes , Puts on his pretty lookes, repeats his words
And flop this gtp of breath with fulfomc duft Remcmbets me of all his gracious parts,

And be a Carrion Monfter like thy lclfc Stuffes out his vacant garments with his forme ;

Come.grin on me, and I will thinke thou fmil'ft. Then, haue I reafon to be fond of griefe?
And buftetheeas thy wife : Miferies Loue, Farcyouwell had you fuch a lofTe as I
:

O come to me. I could giue better comfort then you doe.

Fra. O fairc affliflion, peace. I will not keepe this forme vpon my head
,
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Con, No, no, I will not, hauing breath to cry :
When there is fuch diforder in my witce :

0 that mv tongue were in the thunders mouth O Lord, my boy, my Arthur, my faire fonne
Then with a paftion would I fhakc the world My life, my ioy, my foot!, tny all the world :

And royvze from fleepe that fell Anatomy My widow-comfort, and my forrowes cure. Exit.
Which cannot heare a Ladies feeble voyce, Fra. Some out-rage, and He follow her. Exit.
I feare

Which fcornes a moderne Inuocation. Dol, There’s nothing in this world can make me ioy,
Pand. Lady, you vtter madnefte,and not forrovv. Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale, *

Con. Thou art holy to bclye me fo, Vexing the dull eare of a drew fie man
1 am not mad this liaire 1 tcarc is mine ,
: And bitter flhame hath fpoyl’d the fweec words taftc.

My name is Confiance , I was Cefrejtes wife, That it yeelds nought but Shame and bitterneffe.

Yong Arthur is my fonne, and he is loft Pand. Before tne ajfiflg of a ftrong difeafe
lam not mad, I would to heauen I were. Eucn in the inftanc of ftpaire and health.
For then 'cis like I Should forget my felfe The fit is ftrongeft : Euils that take leaue
O, if I could, what griefe Should I forget ? On their departure, mod of all Shew euill
Preach lomc Philofophy to make me mad. What haue you loft by lofing of this day ?
And thou Shalt beC3noniz.'d(Cardinall.) Dol. All daies of glory, ioy, and happinefle.
For, being not mad, but Senfiblcof greefe. Pan. Ifyou had won it, certainely you had.
My reafonable part produces reaSon No, no when Fortune mcanes to men moll good,
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How I may be deliuer’d of thefc woes. Shee lookes vpon them with a threatning eye:

And teaches mee to kill or hang my felfe ’Tis ftrange to thinke how much King John hath loft

Ifl were niad ’,1 Should forget way fonne, In this which he accounts fo clearcly wonne
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Arc not you grieu’d that Arthur is his pri Comer i
Del. As heartily 3$ he if glad he hath hibL
Pan. Your mi'nde is alias youth full as yotlr blood.
Now heare piefpeake with a propheticke fpfr.it :
For euen the breath of what I meane to fpeake.
Snter Hubert and Executioners .
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Shallblow each ’duft, each ftraw, each little rtib

Hub. Heate me thefc Irons hoc, and looke thou ftand
Out the path which fhalldire<ftly lead
of
Within the Arras when I ftrike my foot
Thy foote to Englands Throne. And therefore marke
:

John hath feiz’cf Arthur and it cannot be.

Vpon the bofomc ofthe ground, rufh forth
,

That whiles warmelife play es in that infants veines.

And binde the boy, which you (hall finde with me
Faft to the chaire : be heedful! : hence, and watch.
The mif-pl.ac’d -Ioh* fhould entcrtaine ah hoqre.
Sxsc I hope your warrant will beare out the deed.!
One minute, nay one quiet breath of reft.
Hub. Vncleanly fcruples fcare not yon: looke too’c.
A Scepter fnatch’d with anvnrnly hand, Yong Lad come forth; 1 h3ue to fay with you.
Muft be as boyfteroufly maintain’d as gain’d.

vpon a flipp’ry place, Enter Arthur.

And he that (lands
Ar. Good morrow Hubert.
Makes nice ofno vildc hold to (lay him vp:
Hub. Good morrow, little Prince.
That lohn may [land, then Arthumceds muft fall.
Ar. As little Prince, hauing fo great a Title
So be it, for it C3nnot be but fov
Dol. But what fhall I gaine byyong Arthurs fall ?
To be more Prince, as may be you arc lad. :

Hub. Indeed I haue bcerrs merrier.

Pan. You, in the right of Lady Tlanch your wife.
Art. ’Mcrcieonme:
May then make all the claime that Arthur did.
Dol. And loole it, life and all, as Arthur did.
Me thinkes no body fhould be fad but I
Yet I remember, when I was in France,
Pan. How greenyou are, and frefh in this old world?
John layes you plots the times confpirc with you.
:
Yong Gentlemen would be 3S fad as night
Onely for wantonneffe by my Chriftendome,
For he that fteepes his fafetie in true blood.
:

So I were out of prifon, and kept Sheepe

Shall finde but bloodie fafety, and vutrue.
fhould be as merry as the day is long
This A (ft fo cnilly borne (hall coole the hearts
I

And would be hcere, bur that I doubt

fo I
Of all his people, and freeze vp their zcale,
That none fo (mail aduantage fhall ftep forth
My Vnckle pradiles more harme to me :
his reigne, but they will cherifti
He is affraid of me, and I of him :
To checkc it.

Is it my fault, that I was Geffrejes fonne ?

No natural! exhalation in the skie,
No fcope ofNature,no diftemper’d day. No iu deede is’t not and I would to he a lien
:

1 were your fonne, fo you would loue me, Hubert:

No common winde, no cuftomed euent,
Hub. Ifl talke to him, with his innocent prate
But they will plucke away his naturall caufe.
And call them Meteors, prodigies, and fignes, He will awakemy mercie, which lies dead.:
Therefore I will be fodaine, and difpatch,
Abbortiucs,prelages, and tongues ofheauen,
Plainlyidenouncing vengeance vpon lohn,
Ar
Arc you Ikke Hubert? you looke pale to day,
Infooth I would you were a little ficke,
Del. May be he will not touch yong Arthurs life.
That I might fit all night,and watch with you.
Bur hold himfelfc fafe in his prifenment.
I warrant I loue you more then you do me.
Pan. O
Sir, when he fhall heare of your approach,

Ifthat yong Arthur be not gone alreadie,

Hub. His words do take pofleftion of my bofome.
Euen at that ne-wes he dies : and then the hearts Rcade heercyong Arthnr. How now foolifh rheume?
Turning dilpitious torture out ofdoore ?
Of all his people fhall reuolt from him,
I muft be bteefe, [call refolution drop
And kiffe the lippcs ofvnacquainted change,
And picke ftrong matter of reuoh, and wrath Out at mine eyes, in tender womanifh teares.
Out of the bloody fingers ends of lohn. Can yon not reade it ? Is it not faire writ ?
on foot Ar. Too fairely Hubert , for fo toulc effedt,
Me thinkes I fee this hurley all

And O, what better matter breeds for you, Muft you with hot Irons, burne out both mine eyes?
Then I haue nam'd. The Baftard Falconbridge Hub. Yong Boy, I muft.
England ranfacking the Church, Art. And will you?
Is now in
Offending Charity : If but a dozen French
hub. And I will.

Were there in Armcs, they would be as a Call Art. Haue you the heart? When yourhead did but
ake,
To traine ten thouland Englifh to their fide
Or, as a little fnow, tumbled about, 1 knit my hand-kercher about your browes
(The bell I had, a Princeife wrought itnie^l
Anon becomes a Mountaine. O noble Dolphine,
Go with me to the King,’cis wondcrfull, And I didneueraskeityouagaine:
What may be wrought out of their difeontent, And with my hand, at midnight held your head;
Now that their foules are topfull of offence. And like the watchfull minutes, to the hours,
Still and anon cheer’d vp the heauy time;
For England go ; I will whet on the King.
Saying, what lacke you? and where lies your greefc ?
Dol. Strong reafons makes ftrange adiionsrlcr vs go,
If you fay I, the King will not fay no, Exeunt, Or what good loue may I performe for you ?
Many a poore mans fonne would haue lyen ftill.
And ncre haue fpoke a louing word to you:
cao- But you, at your ficke fetuicc had a Prince
Nay, you may thinke my loue was craftie loue.
And call it cunning. Do, and if you will,
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The life anddeath ofKfngfohn .
All things thatyou fhould vfe to do me wrong
Why then you muft. Will you put out mine eyes .
? Deny their office ;
onely you dolacke
Thefe eyes, that ncuer did, nor ncuer fhall That mcrcie, which fierce fire, and Iron extend*.
So much as frownc on you. Creatures of note for mercy, lacking vfes.
Hub. Ihauefwornetodoit: Hub. W ell, fee to liue : I will not touch thine eye.

And with hot Irons muft I burnc them our. For all the Treafure that thine Vnckle owes,
Ar. Ah, none but in this Iron Age,would do it Yetam I fworne, and I did purpofe, Boy,
The Iron of it fcifc, though heate red hoc. With this fame very Iron, to burne them out.
Approaching nccre thefe eyes, would drinkc my tcares, Art , O now you lookc like Hubert. All this while
And quench this ficrie indignation, You were difguis’d.
Eucn in the matter of mine innocence: Hub. Peace: no more. Adieu,
^ay, after that, confume away in ruft. Your Vnckle muft not know but you are dead.
But for containing fire to harme mine eye He fill thefe dogged Spies with falfe reports :
Are you more ftubborue hard, then hammer’d Iron ? And, pretty childc,fieepe doubtlcffe, and fecure,
And if an Angel! fhould hauc come to me. That Hubert for the wealth of all the world,'
And told me Hubert fhould put out mine eyes, Will not offend thee.
I would not haue beleeu'd him no tongue but Huberts.
: Art. O heauen! I thankc you Hubert.
Hub. Come forth Do as I bid you do.
: Hub. Silence, no more ; go dofely in with mee.
Art. O faue me Hubert , fane me my eyes are out : Much danger do I vndergo for thee. Exeunt
Eucn with the fierce lookes of thefe bloody men.
Hub. Giue me the Iron I fay, and bindc himheere.
Art. Alas, whst neede you be fo boiftrous rough?
I will not ftrugglc, I will (land (tone (till
Scena Secundd.
For hcauen fake Hubert let me not be bound :
Nay hearc me Hubert , d riue thefe men away,
And I will fit as quiet 33 a l.ambe.
I will not ftivrc, nor\vincb, nor fpeake a word. Enter John, Pembroke, Salisbury and other Lordes.
,

Nor lookc vpon the ron angcrlyI : Iohn. Heere once againe we fit once againft crown'd
:

Thrullbut thefe men away, and lie forgiucyou. And look’d vpon, 1 hope, with cheat cfull eyes.
What euer torment you do put me too. Tew This once again (but that your Highnes pleas’d)
Hub. Go (land within let me alone with him.
: Was once fuperfluous :
you were Crown’d before.
Exec. I am beft pleas'd tobefromfuchadeede. And that high Royalty was nerc pluck’d off.-
Art. Alas, I then hauc chid away my friend, The faiths of tncn,nere ftained with reuolt .-

Hchathafteruclookc, but a gentle heart: Frcfh expedition troubled not the Land
Let him comcbackc,thac his companion may With any iong’d-for-change, or better Srate.
Giuelifetoyours. Sal. Therefore, to be pofTels’d with double pompc.
Hub. Come (Boy) prepare your felfe. To guard a Title, that was rich before
Art. Is there no remedic i To glide refined Gold, to paint the Lilly ;

Hub. None, but to lofe your eyes. To throw a perfume on the V iclec,
Art. O heauen: that there were but 3 moth in yours, T o imooth the yce, or adde another hew
A graine, a duft,a gnat, a wandering haire, Vnto the Raiue- bow; or with Taper-light
Any annoyance in that precious icnfc : T o feeke the beauteous eye of heauen to garnitlt,
Then feeling what fmall things arc boyfterous there. Is waftcfull,and ridiculous exccffc.
Your vilde intenc muft needs lccme horrible. Pern. But that your Royall pie? fuie muft be done,
Hub. Is chis your promile ? Go too,hold your toong. Thi sade, is as an ancient tale new told,
Art. Hubert , the vctcrancc of a brace of tongues, And, in the laft repeating, troublcfome,
Muft needes want pleading for a pairc of eyes : Being vrged at a time vnlcafonable.
Lee me not hold my tongue let me not Hubert ,
: Sal. In this the Anticke, and well noted face
Or Hubert , if you will cut out my tongue. Ofplaine old forme, is much disfigured.
So I may keepe mine eyes. O fpare mine eyes, And like a fhifted winde vnto afaile,
Though to no vfe, but ftill to lookc on you. It makes the courfc of thoughts to fetch about.
Loe, by my troth, the Inftrument is cold,i Startles, and frights conlideration :
And would not harme me. Makes found opinion ficke, and truth fufpeded.
Hub. I can heate ir. Boy. For putting on fo new a fafhion’d robe.
Art. No, in good i'ooth the fire is dead with griefe,
: Ptm. When W
orkemen ftriue to do better then wel,
Being create for comfort, to be vs’d They do confound their skill in couetoufneffe.
In vndeferued extrc.imes See clfe your lelfe.
: And oftentimes excufing of a faulr.
There is no malice in this burning cole, Doth make the fault the worfe by th’cxcufc :

T he breath of heauen, hath blowne his fpirit out. As patches fet vpon a little breach,
And ftrew'd repentant afhes on his head. Difcrcdite more in hiding of the fault.
Hub. But with my breaih I can reuiue it Boy. Then did the fault before it was fo patch’d.
Art. And if you do, you will but make it blufli, Sal. T o this effied, before you were new crown’d
And glow with fhame of your proceedings, Hubert We breath’d our Councell: but it pleas’d your Highnes
Nay, it perchance will fparkle in your eyes To ouer-beare it, we are all well pleas’d.
and
And, like a dogge that is compelPd to fight. Since all, and cuery part of what we would
Snatch at his Matter that doth tarre him on. Doth make a ftand, at what your Highneffe will.
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lob. Some reafons of chi* double Corronation No ccrtaine life atchieu’d by others death i
I haue poffeft you with, and thinke them ftrong. A fearcfull eye thou haft. Where is that blood,
And more, more ftrong, then leffer is my feare Tha r
Iliaue feenc inhabite in thofe checkcs f
I (ball indue you with : Meane time, but aske So foule a skie, cleeres not without a ftorme,
What you would haue reform’d, that is not well. Pourc downe thy weather how goes all in France ?
:

And well fhall you percciue, how willingly Ttief. From France to England, neuer fuch a powre
I both heare, and grant you your requefts.
will For any forraigne preparation,
Then I, asonenhat am the tongue of thefe
Pern* Was leuied in the body of a land.
To found the purpofes of ail their hearts. The Copie ofyour fpeede is learn’d by them:
Both for my felfc, and them : but chiefe of all For when you fhould be told they do prepare,
Yourfafety for the which, my felfe and them
: The tydiugs comes, that they arc all arriu’d.
Bend their beft ftudies, heartily requeft Ioh. Oh where hath our Intelligence bin drunke ?
Th'infranchifement of Arthur, whofe reftraintl Where hath it flept ? Where is my Mothers care ?
Doth moue the murmuring lips of difcontenc That fuch an Army could be drawne in France,
To breake into this dangerous argument. And fhe not heare of it ?
If what in reft you haue, in right you hold. CMef. My Liege, her earc
Why then your feares, which (as they fay) attend Is ftopc with duft : the firft of April! di’dc
Thefteppes of wrong, flhould moue you to mew vp Your noble mother; and as I heare, my Lord,
Your tender kinfman, and to choake his dayes The Lady Conftance in a frenzie di’de
With barbarous ignorance, and deny his youth Three dayes before but this from Rumors tongue
:

The rich aduantage of good exercife, 1 idely heard : if true, or falfe I know not.
That the times enemies may not haue this Iohn.With-hold thy fpeed, dreadfull Occafion -.

To grace occafions let it be our fuite, : 0 make a league with me, ’till I haue pleas'd
That you haue bid vs aske his libertie, My difeomented Pecrcs. What? Mother dead ?
Which for our goods, we do no further aske, How wilciely then vvalkcs my Eftate in France ?

Then, whereupon our weale on you depending. Vndcr whole conduft came thofe powres of France,
Counts it your weale he haue his liberty. : That thou for truth giu’ft out are landed heete ?

Enter Hubert. TlleJ. Vndcr the Dolphin.

Iohn . Let it be fo : I do commit his youth Enter 'Bajlard and Peter of Pomfref ,
T o your direttion : Hubert, what newes with you ? lob. Thou haft made me giddy
Pent. This is the man fhould do the bloody deed With thefe illtydings:Now ? What fayes the world
He fhew’d his warrant to a friend of mine. T o your proceedings? Do not feeke to ftuffc
The image of a wicked heynous fault My head with more ill newes for it is full, :

Liues in his eye : tlntclofeafpeffofhis. ‘Baft. But if you

be a-feard to heare the worft.
Do flic w the mood of a much troubled breft. Then let the worft vn-heard, fall on your head.
And I do done,
fearefully beleeue ’tis Iohn. Bc-are with me Cofen, for I wa3 amaz’d
What we he had a charge to do.
fo fear d Vnder the tide ; but now I breath againe
Sal. The colour of the King doth come, and go Aloft the flood, and can giue audience
Betweenc his purpofe and his confcicnce. T o any tongue, fpeakc it of what it will
Like Heralds’cwixt two dreadfull battailcs fet *Bafi. How I haue lped among the Clergy mtn.

His pafsionis fo ripe, it needs muft breake. The fummes I haue colledlcd fhall expreffe
Pem. And when it breakes, I feare will iffue thence But as I trauail’d hither through the land,
The foule corruption of a fwcec childcs death.- 1 finde the people ftrangely fantafied,
Iohn. We cannot hold mortalities ftrong hand. Poffeftwith rumors, full of idle dreames,
Good Lords, although my will to giue, is liuing, Not knowing what they feare, but full of fear£*
The which you demand is gone, and dead.
fuite And here’s a Prophet that I brought with me
He cels vs Arthur is deceas’d to night. From forth the ftreets of Pomfret, whom I found
Sat. Indeed we fear’d his fickneffc was part cure. With many hundreds treading on his heeles:
Pem Indeed we heard how nccre his death he was.
• T o whom he fung in rude harfh founding rimes.
Before the childehimfelfe felt he was ficke : That ere the next Afcenfion day at noone,
This muft be anfwer’d either hcere, or hence. YourHighnes (Hould deliuervp yourCrowne.
Ioh. Why do you bend fuch folemne browes on me? Iohn. Thou idle Dreamer, wherefore didft thou fo ?
Thinke you 1 beare thcSheeres of deftiny ? Pet. Fore-knowing that the truth will fall outfo.
Haue I commandement on the pulfe oflife ? Iohn. Hubert, away with him imprifon him, :

Sal. apparant foule-play, and’tis fiiame

It is And on that day at noone, whereon he fayes
ThatGrcacneffc fhould fo groffely offer it I lhallyeeldvp myCrownc,let himbefisng’d.

So thriue it in your game, and fo farewell. Deliuer him to fafety, and returne.
Pem. Stay yet (Lord Salisbury) lie go with thee, For I muft vfc thee. O my gentle Cofen,
And finde th’inheritancc ot this poorc childe. Hear’ft thou the newes abroad, who arc artiu’d ?
His little kingdome of a forced graue. BaJl.Thc French (my Lord) mens mouths are ful of it:
That blood which ow’d the bredth of all this lie. Befides I met Lord Bigot , and Lord SalUburie
Three foot ot it doth hold; bad world the while With eyes as red as new enkindled fire,
This muft not be thus borne, this will breake out And others more, going to feeke the graue
To all our forrowes,and ere long I doubt. Exeunt Of Arthur, whom they fay is kill’d to night, on your
Io. They burn in indignation I repent : Enter Aief. : Iohn, Gentle kinfman,go (fuggeftion.
There is no furc foundation fee on blood : And thruft thy fdfc Into their Companies,
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1 haue a way to w inne their loues agajne Hub. My Lord.
Bring them before me. /fl^.Had’ft thbu but fhooke thy head, or made a paufc
'Baft, I will ffek? them out. »
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When I fpate ddrkelv, what I purpofed:
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Iohn. Nay, but oftkehafte: the better foote before. Or turn’d an cjk of .doubt vponjtty face j
O, let me haue no fubieft enemies, As bid me tell my' tale in expreffc words ,/
When aduerfcForreyners affright my Townes Decpe fhame had iftruck me dumbe.made me break off,
With drcadfull pompe of flout inuanon. And thofe thy feares, mighthauc wrought fcarcs in me.
Be Mcrcurie, ler feathers to thy heeles, But, thou didft vnderftand me by my figne*,
And flye (likethoughtjfromthem, to meagaine. And didft in fignesagaine parley with finne,
Baft, The fpirit of the time (hall teach me fpeed.ii.v/r Yea,without flop, didft let thy heart con fen t.
Iohn. Spoke like a fprightfull Noble Gentleman. And confequently, thy rude hand to a<3e
Go afeer him for he perhaps fhall neede
: The deed, which both our tongues held vildc to name.
Some Meflenger betwixt me, and the Pcetes, Out of my fight, and neuer fee me more
And be thou hee. My Nobles leaue me, and my State is braued,
‘
Mef. With all my heart, my Liege. Euen at my of fonaigne powres,
gates, with rankes
Iohn, My mother dead ?
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Nay, in the body ofthis flefhly Land,
Enter Hubert, This kingdome, thisConfine ofblood,ana breathe
Hub. My Lord, they fay flue Moones were feene to Hoftilitie, and ciuill tumult reignes
' Foure fixed, and the fife did whirle about (night: Bctweene my confcience, and my Cofins death.
The otherfoure, in wondrous motion. Hub. Arme you againft your other enemies :

Ioh. Fiue Moones ? lie make a peace betweeneyour foule,and you.

Hub. Old men, and Beldames, in the flreecs Yong Arthur is alulc This hand ofminc
:

Dopropheflc vpon it dangeroufly : Isyet a maiden, and an innocent hand.

Yong Arthurs death is common in their mouths. N ot painted with the Crimfon fpots of blood,-.
And when they talke of him, they (hake their heads, Within this bofome, neuc’r entred yet
And whifper one another in the e.tre. The drcadfull motion of a murderous thought,
And he that fpeakes.doth gripe the hearers wrift, And you haue flander’d Nature in my forme,
Whilft he that hearcs, makes fearcfujl action Wh.ch howfoeucr rude exteriorly,
With wrinkled brovves, with aods, with rolling eyes. Is yec the couer of a fayrer minde,

Ifawa Smith fland with his hammer (thus) Then to be butcher of an innocent childe.
The whilft his Iron did on the Anuile cook, Iohn. Doth Arthur Hue ?0 haft thee to the Peeres,
With open mouth (wallowing a Taylors riewes. Throw this report on tlieir incenfad rage,
Who with his Sheeres, and Meafure inliishand. And make them tame to their obedience.
Standing on flippers, which his nimble hafte Forgiue the Con my paffion made
rrent that
Had talfcly thruft vpon contrary feetc, Vpon thy feature, for my rage was blinde.
Told of a many thoufand warlike French, And foule imrriaginarie eyes of blood * .

That were embattailed, and rank'd in Kent. Prefented rhee more hideous then thou arr.

Another le3ne, vnwafh'd Artificer, Oh,anlwcr noc ; but to my Clolfet bring.

Cuts otfhis tale, and talkcs of Arthurs death. The angry Lords, with all expedient haft,
le. Why feck'ft thou to poflciTe me with thefc fearcsf I coniurc thee butflowly: run more fall. Exeunt.
Why vrgeft-tbou io oft yong Auhurs death ? - - H
Thy handb3th murdred him had a mighty caul’e
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To wifhhim dead, but thou hadft none to kill him. u

//No had (my Lord?) why, did you not prouokeme? Secena Tertia.
Iohn. It is the curie of Kings, to be attended
By flaues, that take their humors for a warrant, 1
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Tobreakc within the bloody houfe of life. Enter Arthur on the wallet.
And on the winking of Authoritic Ar., The Wall is high, and yet will Ileapedownc.
T o vnderftand a Law toknow the meaning
; Good ground be me not
pictifull,and hurt
Of dangerous Maiefty, when perchance it frownes There’s few or none do know me, if they did,
More vpon humor, then aduis’d rcfpedl. This Ship-boyes femblance hath difguis’d me quite.
Hu,b..Heere your hand and Seale for what I did.
is I am afraide, and yet lie venture it.
Ioh. Oh, when the laftaccompttwixtheauen & earth Ifl get downe, and donot breake mylimbes,
Is to be made, then fhall this hand and S?ale thoufand fhifts to gee away
lie finde a
Witneflc sgainft vs to damnation. As good to dye. and go ;
as dye, and flay.

How oft the fight of meancs to do ill deeds. Ohme,my Vnckles fpirit is in thcfeftoncs,
Make deeds ill done ? Had’fl not thou beenc by, Heauen take my foule,and England keep my bones. Dies
A fellow by thehand of Nature mark'd,
C>yoted, and fign’d to doa deede of fhame. Enter Pembroke Salts bury
,
"Bigot.

This murther had not corhe into my niindc. Sal, l ords, I will meet him at S. Edmontisburj )
But taking note of thy abhorr’d Afpe.fi, It is our fafetie, and we mud embrace

Finding thee fit for bloody villanie This gentle offer of the perillous time.
Apr, liable to be employ’d in danger, Pens. Who brought that Letter from the Cardinall ?
I faintly broke with thpe of Arthurs death : Sal. The Count Me/oone, a Noble Lord of France,
And thou, to be er.deered to a King, Whofe priuate with me of the Dolphines loue,
Made it no confciencc to.dcjflrpy a Prince. I* much more general^ then thefc lines import,
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Btg . To morrow morning let vs mcete him then. •
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Hub. Stand backe Lord Salsbury,Band backe I
7_J fay *

Sal. Or rather then fet forward , for ’twill be By heauen, I thinke my fword’s as fliarpe as yours.
Two long daycs lourney (Lords)or ere we meetc. I would not haue you (Lord) forget your felfe.
Enter Baftard. Nor tempt the danger of my true defence
Baft. Ones more to day well met, diftemper’d Lords, LeaBI, by marking of your rage, forget
The King by me rcqueBs your prefence Braight. your Worth, your Greatnefic, and Nobility.
Sal. The king bath diipofleB himfelfc oi vs. Big. Out dunghill dar’fl thou braue a Nobleman
:
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We will not lyne his thin-beflained cloake Hub. Not for my life But yet I dare defend :

With our pure Honors nor attend the foote. : My innocent life againft an Emperor. >

Thatleaucs the pr-intof blood where ere it walkes. Sal. Thou art a Murtherer.
Returne,and tell him fo we know the word. : Hub. Do not proue me fo :

Baft. What ere you ihinkc good words I

thinke ;
Yet I am none. Whole tongue fo ere fpeakes falfe,
vvere bed. Not truely ipeakes : who fpeakes not truly, Lies,
Sal. Our grf'efes. And not our manners reafon now- Pem. Cut him to pecces.
Baft.But there is little reafon inyour greefe. Baft. Keepe tlie peace, 1 fay.

Therefore ’tWerc reafon you had manners now. Sal. Sr and by or i B

, gaul y ou Fatclconbpdgc.
i al
!

Pern. Sir, impatience hath his pri.nledge.

fir, Baft. Thou wer’t better gaul the diuel! Salsbury.

Baft. ’Tis tiue, to hurt his maflcr,no mans elfe. If thou but frowne onme,orihrrethy foote,
Sal. This is the prifon : What is he lyes hcerc ? Or teach thy haBie fplceneto do me fhame,
P.Oh deaeh,madeprcud with pure& princely beuty, He flrike thee dead. Put vp thy 1 word betirr.e,
The earth had not a hole to hide tijis decdc. Orljefonnuleyou, and your tofiing-Iron;
Manlier, as hating w hat himfelfc hath done.
Sal. That you (hall thinke thediuell is come from hell.

Doth lay it open to vrge on reuenge. Big. What wilt thou do, renow tied Faulcor.bndge ?
Big. Or when hedoom’d thisBeautie to a grade. Second a Villaine, and aMuttherer?
Found it too precious Princely, for a grauc. Hub. Lord Bigot, I am none.
Sal . Sir Richard, what thinke your’ yon hane beheld, Big. Who kill’d this Prince ?

Or haue you read, or heard, or could you thinke ? Hub. ’Tis not an hours fihee l left him well
Or do youalmofl thinke, although you fee. I honour'd him, I Iou’dhirn,and will weepc
That you do fee ? Could thought, without this obieft Ivly date oflife our, for his fweete Hues Ioffe.
Forme foch another ? T his is the very top, SalTruB not thofe cunning waters of his eyes.
Thehcighth,theCreB orCrcBvnto the CreB : For villame is not without foch rheumc.
Of mart hers Armes This is the bloodieft fhame.
: And he, long traded in it, makes it feeme
The wildeft Savagery, the vildeB Broke LikuRiuers ofremorfeand innocencie.
That euerwall-ey’d wrath, or Baring rage Away with me, all you whofe foules abhorre
Prcient&d to the teares offoft remorle. Th’vnclcanly fauours of a Slaughter-houfe,
Pern. Albnurthen paB, do Band excus’d in this t> For I am Billed with this fmell of finne.
And this fo foie, and fo vnmatcheable, Big. Away, toward 'Baric, to the Dolphin 'here.
Shall giue a holinefle, a puritie, Hi /J . There tel the king, he may inquire vs out Ex, Lords.
To the yet vnbegotten finne of times; Ba. Here’s a good worldrknewyou of this fairc work?
And prone a deadly blood-fhed r buc a ieft, Beyond the infinite and boundleffe reach ofmercic,
Exampled by heynoos fpeftacle.
this (7 thou didfi this deed ofdcath) art y' damn’d Hubert,

Baft. damued,and a bloody worke.

It is a Hub Dobuthearcmefir.
The gractlelfe aftion ofa heauy hand, Baft. Ha? He tell thee what.
Ifthat it be the worke of any hand. Thou’rt; damn'd as blacke, nay nothing is fo blacke.
Sal. If that it be the worke of ar.y hand ? Thou art more deepe damn’d then Prince Lucifer
We had a kinde oflight-, what would enfue: There is not yet fo vgly a fiend of hell

It is rhe fhamefull worke of Huberts hand, As thou lhaJtbe, if thou didfl kill this chilae.
The practice, and thepurpofe oftheking Hub. Vpon my foule-
From whofe obedience I foibid my foule. Baft. It thou didfi but content
Kneeling before thisruineof fweete lile, To this mofi cruell Aft dobutdifpaire, :

And breathing to his brcathleffe Excellence And ifthou wanc’BaCord, thefmalleBthred

The Incenfeot a Vow, a holy Vow : That euer Spider twiBed from her wombe
Ncuer to taft? the pleaftires of the world, Will ferue to Btangle thee A ruBi willbcabeame :

Neuer to be infefted with delight. To hang thee on. OrwouldB thou drowne thy felle,
Nor conuerfant with Eafe,and lolenefic, Put buca little water in a fpoone.
Till hauefot a glory to this haiid.
I And it Brail be as all the Ocean,
By giiiingittheWorfliipofRciicnge. Enough to Bifle fuch a villaine vp.

Pem. Big. Our fo tiles rehgioufly cGnfirrfre thy word:. I dofufpeftthee very greeuoufly.
'

,ou ;
• Enter Hubert. •»
Bub. If I in aft, eonfent, or finne of thought,
/T«^j n LoTds,'Fam hot withhaBej in feckipgyoit, Be guiltieof the Bealing that fweete breath
Arthur doth liue; theking hatfb font for yoal' Which was embounded in thisbeauceous clay.
Sal. Oh he H , and WiiVhes rw5t 'at 'death, Let hell want paines enough to torture me
r
Auant thafi-hfceefttll villain,get thee gone? (the Law ? ' I left hinvwcll.
Tin. I am no vfllaine, Sal. MuBIrob '
Baft. Go,beare him in thine armes:
Baft. Y our fword'is bright fir, pdt it Vp againe. T am amaz’d me rhinkcs.and loofemy way
Sat.< Not fill 1 Bieath itin aHUUrtheter^skirf. Among the thornes,and dangersof this worlds
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How eafic doft thou take all England vp ,
Bail. They foundhim dead, and caft into the flreets,
From forth this rnorcell of dead Royaltie ? An empty Casket, where the Iewcll of life
The life, the right, and truth of all this Reolme By fomc damn’d hand was rob’d, and tane away.
Is fled to heauen and England now is left
: That v illaioe Hubert told roe he did liue.
Iohn.

To tug and fcamble, and to part by th’teeth So on my foule he did,for ought he knew-r
Baft.
The vn-owed interefl of proud fwelling State But wherefore doe you droope ? why looke you fad ?
Now for the bare-pickt bone of Maiefty, Be great in aft, as you haue beenc in thought
Doth dogged warre bridle his angry crcft Let not the world fee feare and fad didrud
And fnfcrleth in the gentle eyes of peace : Goucrne the motion of a kinglye eye
WowiPowers from home.and difeontents at home Be dirringas the time, be fire with fire.
^Meet in one line and vad conftidon waites
: Threaten the threatner,and out-face the brow
As doth a Rsuen on a dcke-falne bead. Of bragging horror So (hall
: inferior eyes

The iminent decay of wreded pompe. That borrow their behauiours from the great
Now happy he, whole cloake and center can Grow great by your example, and put on
Hold out this temped. Beare away that childe. The daunt'.cffe fpirit of refolution»
And follow me with fpeed : lie to the King: Away, and glider like the god of warre
A thoufand bufineffes are briefc in hand , When he intendeth to become the field :

And heauen it felfc doth frovvne vpon the Land. Exit. Shew boldnefle and afpiring confidence
What, fhall they leeke the Lion in his denne.
And fright him there ? and make him tremble there?
Oh let it not be faid forrage,and runne
dAIbis Quartns, Scania prim a.
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To meet dilpleafui e farther from the dores

And grapple with him ere he come fo nye.
The Legat of the Pope hath beene with mee,
Iohn.
Enter King Iohn and Pandolpb, attendants. And I haue made a happy peace with him
And he hath promis'd to difmiflc the Powers
K.Iohn. Thus haue I yeelded vp into your hand Led by the Dolphin.
The Circle of my glory. Bap. Oh inglorious league :

Pan. Takeagaine Shall wc vpon the footing of our land.

From this my hand,as holding of the Pope Send fayre-play-ordeis,and make comprimife,
Your Soueraigne greatnefle and authoritie. Infinuation, parley, and bafe truce
Iohn. Nowkeep your holy word, go meet the French To Armes Inuafiue? Shall a beardlcffeboy,
And from his holincflc vie all your power A cockred-filken wanton braue our fields.
To dop their marches ’fore wc are enflam’d : And fiefh his fpirit in a-warre-like foyle,
Oar diicontented Counties doe rcuoit: Mocking the ayre with colours idleiy fpred,
Our people quarrell with obedience. And finde no checke ? Let vs my Liege to Armes
Swearing Allegiance, and the loue of Tonic Perchance the Gardinall cannot make your peace
To dranger-bloud, to forten Royalty; Or ifbe doe, let it at leaf! be faid
This inundation of ini dempred humor. They faw we had a purpofe of defence,
Reds by you onciy to be qualified. Iohn. Haue thou the ordering of this prefent time.
Then paufc not for theprefent time’s foficke.
: Baft. Away then with good courage yet I know :

That prefent medcine mud be minidred , Our Partie may well meet a prowder foe. Exeunt.
Or ouerthrow incureable enfues.
Pand. It was my breach that blew this T emped ?p,
Vpon your dubbornc vfige of the Pope:
But fince you 3 re a gentle conucrticc.

My tongue fhall hufii againe this dorme of warre. Serna Secunda.

And make faire weather in your bludring land :

On this Afcention day, remember well,

Vpon your oath of fcruice to the Pope Enter (in Armes) Dolphin, Salisbury , C JMelooue 3 Pem-
Goe I to make the Trench lay downe their Armes. Exit. broke , Bigot , Souldiers.
John. Is this Afcenfion day did not the Prophet
Say, that before Afcenfion day at noonc. Dot. My Lord MeHooncglei this be coppied out,
My Crowne T fhould giue off? euen fo I haue And keepe ic fafe for our remembrance
I did fuppofe it fhould be on condraint Returne the prefideut to thafe Lords againe
But (heau’n be thank’d) it is but voluntary. That hauing our faire order written downe
Enter Bafiard. Both they and we, perufing ore thefe notes
Bafi. Kent hath yeelded nothing there holds out
All : May know wherefore we tookc the Sacrament,
But Doner Cadle London hath receiu’d
: And keepe our faithes firroe and inuiolable.
Like 3 kinde Hod, the Dolphin and his powers. Sal. Vpon oftt fides it neuer fhall be broken.
Your Nobles will not hcarcyou,but aregonc And Noble Dolphin, albeit we fweare
T o offer feruice to your enemy A voluntary zcale, and an vn-urg’d Faith
And vvilde amazement hurries vp and downe T © your proceedings yet bcleeue me Prince,
:

The little number of your doubtfull friends. I am not glad that fuch a fore ofTime
Iohn. Would not my Lords returne to meagaine Should feekea plaftcr by contemn’d reuolt.
After they heard yong Arthur was aliue l And hcale the inuetcrate Canker of one wound
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By making many Oh it grieues my foule

: I am too high-borne to be proportied «•

That I muft draw this rnc^lc from my fide To be a fccondary at controll.

To be a widdow-maker : oh, and there Or vfefull feruing-man, and Inftrumenc
Where honourable refeue, and defence To any Soueraigne State throughout the world. >

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Cries out vpon the name of Salisbury, Your breath fir ft kindled the dead coale of vvarres,
But fuch is the infection of the time Betweene this chaftiz’d kingdome and my felfe.
That for the health and P Wyfirfce of our right. And brought in matter that fhould feed this fire
We cannot deale but vYitbthr very hand Andnow’tisfarretoo huge to be blowne out
Offterne Iniuftice,and cor^ftifed wrong With that fame weakewindc, which enkindled it:
And ij’t not piety, (oh my gricucd friends ) You taught me how to knowthe face of right.
Thac we, the fonnesand children of this Ifle, Acquainted mewithintereftto this Land ,
Was borne to fee fo fad an hourc as this Yea, thruft this enterprize into my heart
Wherein we ftep after a ftranger, march And come ye now to tell me John hath made
Vpon her gentle boforo, and fill vp His peace with Rome* what is thac peace to me?
Her Enemies rankes ? I muft withdraw, and wcepe I [ by the honour of my marriage bed )
Vpon the fpot of this inforced caufc. After yong Arthur, chime this Land for mine ,

To grace the Gentry of a Land remote And now it is muft I backe,

halfe conquer’d,
And follow vnacquainted colours heere : Becaufe that John hath made his peace with Pome ?
What heere ? O Nation that thou couldft remou*, Am I Romes flaue ? What penny hath Rome borne ?
That Neptmes Armeswho clippeththee about, What men prouided ? What munition Cent
,
Would beare thee from the knowledge of thy felfe. To vndcr-prop this Afliou ? Is’c not I
And cripple thee vnto a Pagrn fhore. That vnder-goe this charge ? Who elfc but I
Where thefe twoChrifthn Armies might combine j
And fuch as to my chime are liable,

Thebloud ofmalice, vaineof league,

in a |
Sweat bufincffe,andm3iiu3ine this warred
in this

And not to fpend it fo vn-neighbourly. j

Haue I not heard thefe Iflanders fhout out
Volph. A noble temper doll thou thew in this. ZJiueleRoj, as 1 haue bank’d their Townes?
J

And great affe&ions wraftling in thy bofome i Haue I not heere the beft Cards for the game
Doth make an earth-quake ofNobility To winne this eafie match, plaid for a Crowne ?
Oh, what a noble combat haft fought And fhall I now giue ore the yeelded Set ?
Between compulfion, and a braue refpedt No, no, on my foule it neuer fhall be faid.
I et me wipe off this honourable dewe pand. You looke but on the out-fide of this worke.
That doth progreffe on thy cheekes
filuerly Dol. Out-fulc or in-fide,I will not returne
My heart hath melted at a Ladies teates Till my attempt fo much be glorified
Being an ordinary Inundation : As to my ample hope was promifed
But this effufion of fuch manly drops . Before I drew head of warre
this gallant
This fliowre, blowne vp by tempeft of the foule. And cull’d thefe fiery Spirits from
the world
Startles mine eyes, and makes me more amaz'd To out looke Conqneft,and to winne renownc
Then had I feene the vaultie top of hcauen Euen in the iawes of danger, and of death
Figur’d quite ore with burning Meteors, What lu fly Trumpet thus doth fummon vs ?
Lift vp thy brow (renowned Salisburie) Enter Baflard.
And with a great heart heaue away this ftorme : According to the fake-play of the world.
Bafl.
Commend thefe waters to thole baby-eyes Let me haue audience : I am fent to fpeake :

That neuer faw the giant-world enrag'd My holy Lord ofMillane, from the King
Nor met with Fortune, other then at feafts I come to learntf how you haue dealt for him

Full warm of blood, of mirth,of goffipping And, as you anfwcr, I doe know the fcope
Come, come; for thou {halt thruft thy hand as deepc And warrant limited vntomy tongue.
Into the purfc of rich profperity Pand. The Dolphin is too wilfull oppofite
As Lewis himfelfe fo (Nobles) fhall you all.
: And will not temporize with my intreaties
That knit your fincwes to the ftrength of mine. He flatly faies, hec II nor. lay downe his Armes.
Enter Pandu/pho. Baft. By all the bloud that euer fury breath’d,
And euen there, mechinkes an Angell fpake, The youth faies well. Now heare our Englifh King,
Looke where the holy Legate comes apace. For thus his Royaltic doth fpeake in me :

To giue vs warrant from the hand of hcauen He is prepar’d, and reafon to he fhould ,
And on our aftions fet the name of right This apifh and vnmanncrly approach ,
With holy breath. This harnefs’d Maske, and ynaduifed Reuell,
Pand. Haile noble Prince of Francs'. This vn-heard faweineffe and boyifh Troupes
The next is this King Iohn hath reconcil’d
: The King doth fmilc at, and is well prepar’d
Himfelfe to Rente, his fpirit is come in To whip this dwatfifh warre, this Pigmy Arnica
That Co flood put againft the holy Church, From out the circle ofhis Territories.
The great Metropolis and Sea of Rome That hand which had the ftrength, euen at your dorc,
Therefore thy threatning Colours now windevp , T o cudgell you, and make you take the hatch
And tame the fauage fpirit of wilde warre. To diuelike Buckets in concealed Welles,
That like a Lion foftcred vp at hand. To crowch in litter of your ftable plankes.
Itmay lie geritly at the foot of peace. To lye like pawncs, lock’d vp in chefts and truncks
And be no further harmcfull then in (hewei To hug with fwine, to fecke fwcet fafety out
Vo/, Your Grace fhjll pardon me, I Will not backe : In vaults and prifons, and to thrill and fliakc
Euetl
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Euen at the crying of your Nations crow*

Thinking this voyce an armed Englifhman,
Shall that viftorious band,be feebled heere, Scena Quarta . rlT

That in your Chambers gaue you chafticcment ? oT

No know thcgallan: Monarch is in Armes r
: -

Andlikc an Eagle, o’re his ayerieeowres,

Enter Salisbury, Vembroke and eBigot.
T o fowffe annoyance that^omes necre his Ncft Sal. I did not tbinkcciifc^tog fo ftor’d
i

And you degenerate, you ingrate Rcuolts, with friends

Pern. once againc*
you bloudy Nero’s, ripping vp the wombe Yp pncfpiritintheFrcnch,
If they mifearry : weroifcafrryrcoo.
Ofyourdeere Machcr-Englsndrblufh for fhamc:
Sal. That misbegotten diuell FaUot, bridge
bor your ownqLadics,apd pale-vifag’d Maides, * *
In fpight of fpight, alone vpholds the day.
Like Anieisjons . come tripping after drummes :
Pcm. They fay King lohn fore Tick, hath
Their thimbles into armed Gantlets change. Icftthe geld.
Enter Mtloott wounded.
Their Needl's to Lances, and their gentle hearts
Met. Lead me to the Reuolts of England
To fierce and bloody inclination.. heere.
Sal. When we were happic, we had other names.
"Dol There end thy braue, and turn thy face in peace.
*.
.
Pcm. It is the Count Meloone.
We grant thou canft out-fcold vs Far thee well, :
Sal. Wounded to death.
Webold our time too precious to be l'pcnt Mel. Fly Noble Englilb, you are bought
With fuch a brabler. and fold
*
Vnthred the rude eye of Rebellion,
Pan. Giue melcaue to fpeake.
And welcome home againe difearded foith,
I
Bajl. No, I will fpeake.
Seeke out King lohn , and fall before his
Dol. We will attend to ncyther feete
For if the French be Lords of this loud day,
.•

Strike vp the drummes, and let the tongue of warre

He meanes to recompencc the paines you
take,
Plcade for our imcrdl,and our being heere.
By cutting off your heads : Thus hath he
fworne,
Baft. Indeedeyour drums being beaten,wil cry out; And I with him, and many moe with mee
And fo (ball you, being beaten, Do but ftart :
Vpon the Altar at S. Edmondsbury,
An eccho with the clamor of thy drnnwne. Euen on that Altar, where we fwore to yea
And euen at hand, a drumme is ieadie brac’d. Deere Amity, and euerlafting loue.
That (ball reuerbetate all, as Jowd as thine, Sal May this be polfible ? May this be true i
Sound but another, and another (ball Mel. Hauel not hideous death within
(As lc\vd as thine) rattle the Welkins care.
my view,
Retaining but a quantity of life.
And mocke the deepe mouth’d Thunder lor : at hand Which bleeds away, euen as a forme of waxe
(Not truftng to this halting Legate heere. Refolucth from his figure gainft the fire ?
Whom he hath vs’d rather for fpo; t, then neede) What m the world (bould make me now deceiue.
Is warlike hhn\ and in his fore-head fits
Since I muft loofc the vfe of all deccite?
Abare-rib'd death...whole off.ee is this day Why (bould I then be fa!fe,fiuce it is true
To fcaft yp on. whole thculhnds of the French. That muft dye heere, and line hence, by Truth
I
?
Dol. Scrike vp our drummes, to finde this danger out. I lay againe, \{ Lewis do win the day,
Baft, And thou (halt finde it (Dolphin)donot doubt Fie isfovfwornc, ifere tiiofe eyes ofyours
~ Exeunt. Behold another day breake in the Eaft :

But euen this night, whofc blacke contagiAus breath

Already fmoakes about the burning Crcft
Sciina Ter tia
{
Of the old, feeble, and day-wearied Sunne,
Euen night, your breathing (ball expire,
this ill

Faying the fine of rated T reachery,

Euen with a treacherous fine of all your
lines:
ji/Mums. Enter lohn and Hubert .
If Lewis,by .your afsiftance win the day.
Commend me to one Hubert, with yotir King
John. How goes the day with vs? oh tell me Hccbrrt. The loue of him, and this refped befttfes
Badly 1 iente; how fares your Mniefty ?
JL<ft. (For that my Grandlire was an Engiifhman)
This l eaner that hath troubled me lo loug,
lofts.
Awakes my Confcience toconfefle all this.
Lyes Hqauicon me roh, my heart is ficke. In lieu whereof, I pray you beare me hence
Enter a GMcflenger. From forth the noife and rumour of the Field;
Me My I ord
ft. ;:
your valiant kinfman Falconbridgr, Where I may thinke the remnantof
Ochres ypUrMaieltieto leaue the field. my thoughts '

Inpcace: and part this bodie and my l’oule ,l

And lend him vvOrd, by rnc, which vvay you go, With contemplation, and deuouc defires,
lohn. Tfjfhira toward Snmfted, to the Abbey there. Sal. We do beleeue thee, and befbrew my foule,
<~Mfft. Be ofgciod comfort for rhe great fupply
:
But I do loue the fauour, and the forme ’
1

" *H
That was expected by the Dolphin heere, Of this moft faire occafion, by the which i
Are wrack'd 'hr-cc nights ago an Goodwin lands.
This nevves was brought iq Richard but euen now.
W e will vntread the fteps of damned flight,
And like a bated and retired Flood,
The French fight coldly, and reryre themfelues. Leauing ourrankneffe and irregular eourfe,
lohn. Aye me, this tyrant Fcaucr burnes mee vp,
Stoope lowe within thofe bounds we haue ore-Iook’d,
And \villnot let me welcome this goodnewes. And calmely run on in obedience
Set on to ward Swinfted: to my Latter ftraightj Euen to our Ocean, to our great King lohn. ’

V. cakneffepofitffethme, and I am faint, — Exeunt. :My ar’me ffiall giue thee helpe to beare thee hence,
Fo
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The life And death ofKfngfohn . 21

For I do fee the erucll pangs of death Baft. Brcefe then: and what’s the newes?
Right in thine eye. Away, my friends,new flight. Hub. O my fweet fir, newes fitting to the night,

And happie newneffe, that intend* old right. Exeunt Blacke,fcarefuli, comfortlefle, and horrible.
"Baft. Shew me the very wound of this ill newes,
I am no woman, lie not fwound at ic.
Hub. The King I feare is poyfon’d by a Monke,
Scena Quinta . I left him almoft ipeechleffc, and broke out
To acquaint you with this euill,that you might
The better arme you to the fodainc time,
Then if you had ac leifure knowneof this.
Enter Dolphin t and bis Traine. 'Baft. How did he take it ? Who did tafte to him?
Dot. The Sun of heatien(mc tliOught)was loth to fetj Hub. A Monke I tell you, 3 refolued villaVne
But ftaid,and made the Wcfterne W elkin blinh, Whofe Bowels fodainly burft out: The King
WhenEnglifti meaiurebackward their ownc ground Yetfpeakes,and peraduemuremay recouer.
In faint Retire Oh brauely came wc off,
:
Baft Who didft thou leaue to tend his Maiefty ?
When with a volley of our*eedleftefhot. Hub. Why know you not? The Lords are all come
After fuch bloody toile, we bid good night, backe.
And woon’d our tott’nng colours dearly vp, And brought Prince Henry in their companie,
Laft in the field, and almoft Lords of ic. Ac whofe requeft the king hath pardon’d them,
Enter a ACefenger. And they are all about his Maieftie.
Mef. Where is my prince, the Dolphin? 'Baft. With-hold chine indignation, mighty heauen,
Del. Hecre what newes ?
: And tempt vs not to beare aboue our power.
"Mef. The Count Melooue is flaine The Enghfia Lord's He tell thee Hubert, halfe my power this night
By his perfwafion, are againe falne off, pafsing thefe Flats, arc taken by the Tide,
And your fupply, which you hane wi fir’d fo long, Thefe Lincoine- Wafhes baue deuoured them.
Are away, and funke on Goodwin fands.
caft My idle, well mounted, hardly haue efcap’d.
Dol, Ah fowle, flare w’d newes. Bclhrew thy very Away before: Conduftmeto theking,
I did not thinke to be fo lad tonight (hart I doubt he will be dead, or ere I come. Exeunt
As this liath made me. Who was he that faid
King Iohn did flie an houreor two before
The {fumbling night did pare our wearie powres?
Tilef. Who euer ipoke it, ic is true my Lord. Scena Septima .

7i>sAWell: kcepc good quarter,& good care to night,

Thcdayfhall not be vp fofooncasl,
To try thefaire aduentureofto morrow. Exeunt
Enter Prince Henry ^SalUburie, and Bigot „
Hen. It is too hte, the life of all his blood

Is touch'd, corruptibly : and his purebraine

(Which fome fuppofe the foules fraile dwelling houfe)
Doth by the idle Comments that it makes,
Fore-tell the ending of mortality.
Enter Pembroke.
Enter Baftard and Hubert, fetterally. Pern. His Highnefi'e yet doth fpeak, & holds bcleefe,
Hub. Whofe there i Speake hoa, fpeake quickcly, or That being brought into the open ayre.
1 fhoote. It would allay the burning qualitie

Baft,
j A Friend. What art thou ? Of that fell poifon which affayleth him.
Hub, Of the part of England. Hen Let him be brought into the Orchard heere
. ;

Haft. Whether doeft thou go? Doth he ftill rage?

Hub. What’s rhac to thee ? Pent He is more patient
Why may not I demand of thine affaires. Then when you left him euen now he fung.
;

As well as thou of mice ? Hen. Oh vanity of fickneffe: fierce extreames

Baft. Hubert, I thinke In their continuance, will not feelcthemfelucs.
Hub, Thou haft a perfect thought Death hauing praide vpon the outward parts
I will vpon all hazards tflellbclceue Lcaues them inuifible, and his feige is now
Thou art my friend, that know’ft my tongue fo well A gain ft the winde, the which he prickes and wounds
Who art thou? With many legions offtrangefantafies,
Baft. Who thou wilt : and if thou pleafe Which in their throng, and preffe to that laft hold,
Thou maift be-friend me fo much, as to thinke Counfotind themfelues. ’Tis ftrange ^ death {hold fing:
I come one way ofthe Plantagenets. . I am thcSymet to this pale faint Swan,
Hub. Vnkinde remembrance: thou, Sc cndles night, Who chaunts a dolefull hymne to his owne death.
Hauc done me fhamc Brauc Soldier, pardon me,
: And from the organ-pipe of frailety fings
That any accent breaking from thy tongue, His l'oule and body to their lafting reft.
Should fcape the true acquaintance of mine care. Sal. Be of good comfort (Prince) for you arc borne
Baft. Come, come fans complement, What newes
: To fee a forme vpon tharindigeft
abroad? .Which he hath left fo fbapelcffe, and fo rude.
Hub. Why heere walke I, in the bhek brow of night John brought tn.
Tofindeyououc. Iohn. I marrie, now my foule hath elbow roome,
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22 The life anddeath ofKjngfohn.

It would not out at vvindowes, nor at doorcs. As it on earth hath bene thy feruant ftill.
There is fo hot a fummer in my bofome. Now, now you Starres, that moueinyour right fpheres
That all my bowels crumble vp to duft Where be your powres? Shew now your mended faiths *
Iam a fcribled forme drawue with a pen And inftantly returne with me againe. *

Vpon aParchment, and againft this fire To pufh deftru<ftion,and perpetuall (hame
Do I fhrinke vp. Out of the weakc doorc of our fainting Land
Hen. How fares your Maiefty?
:

Straight let vs feeke, or ftraight we ihall be fought.

lob. Poyfon’d,ill fare: dead, forfooke, call off, The Dolphine rages at ®ur verie heclcs.
And none of you will bid the winter come
Sal. feemes you know not then fo much as
It
Tothrufthis ycie fingers in my maw we
; The Cardinall Pandulph is within at reft,
Nor let my kingdomes Ri uers take their courfe Who halfe an houre fince came from the Dolphin
Through my burn’d bofome nor intreat the North :
And brings from him fuch offers of our peace, *
Tomakehlsbleake windes kiffe my parched lips, As we with honor and refpeft may take,
And comfort me with cold. I do not aske you much, With purpofc prefcntly to leauethis warre,
I begge cold comfort and you are fo ftraight
:
He will
Bafi the rather do it, when he fees
And foingrateful!, you deny me that. Our felues well finew’d to our defence.
Hen. Oh that there were fome vertue in mv tcarcs, Sal. Nay/tisin a manner done already.
That might releeuc you. For many carriages hec hath difpatch’d
lobn. The fait in them is hot To the fea fide, and put his caufe and quarrel!
Within me is a hell, and there the poyfon T o the difpofing of the Cardinall,
Is, as a fiend, confin'd to tyrannize, With whom your felfe, my felfe, and other Lords.
On vnreprecuablc condemned blood. Ifyou thinkc mecte, this afeernoone will poaft
Enter Baftard, T o confummatc this bufineffe happily.
Baft. Oh, I am fealded with my violent motion
Baft. Let it be fo, and you my noble Prince '

And fpleene of fpeede, to fee your Maiefty. With other Princes that may
5
beft be fpar’d,
lobn. Oh Cozen, thou art come to fet mine eye: vpon your Fathers Funerall.
Shall waite
The tackle of my heart, is crack’d and burnt. Hen. At Worfter muft his bodie be interr'd
And all the fhrowds wherewith my life fhould faile. For fohe will’d it.
Are turned to one thred, one little haire
Baft. Thither fhall it chen,
My heart bath one poorc firing to ftay it by, And happily may your fwcet felfe put on
Which holds but till thy newes be vttered, The lincall ftate, and glorie of the Land,
And then all this thou feeft, is but a clod. To whom with all fubmifsion on my knee,
And module of confounded royalty. I do bequeath my faichfull feruices
'Baft. The Dolphin is preparing hither-ward, And true fubiedhon euerlaftingly.
Whereheauen he knowes how vve fhall anfwer him. Sal. And the like tender of our loue wee
make
For in a night the beft part of my powrc.
To reft without a fpot for euermore.
As I vpon aduantage did remoue. Hen. I haue a kinde foule, that would giue thankes,
Were in the Wafttes all vnwarily, And knowes not how to do it, but with teares.
Deuoured by the vnexpecled flood.
Baft. Oh let vs pay the time : but needful! woe,
Sal. You breath thefe dead newes in as dead an eare Since it hath beene before hand with our greefes.
My Liege, my Lord but now a King, now thus.
:
This England neuer did, nor neucr fhall
Hen. Euen fo muft I run on, and cuen fo flop Lyeat the proud foote of a Conqueror,
What fumy of the world, what hope, what flay. But when it firft did helpe to wound it felfe.
When this was now a King, and now is clay ? Now, thefe her Princes are come home againe,
Baft. Art thou gone fo ? 1 do but ftay bchindc, Come the three corners of the world in Armes,
To do the office for thee, of reuenge, And we fhall fhocke them : Naught fhall make vs rue
And then my foule fhall waite on thee to heauen, IfEnglandtoitfelfe,doreft but true.
Sxennt.
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The life and death of King Richard

the Second.

ABus Trim us, Scam Prima \ .

Enter King Richard, Inbn of Gaunt , other Nobles The vgher feeme theclotides that in it flye :

and Attendants. Once more, the more to aggrauatc the note.

With a foule Traitors name Ruffe I thy throte.
King Richard. And wifh (foplcafe my Soueraigne) erelmoue.
Ld Iohn of (jaunt, time-honoured Lancaftcr, What my tong fpeaks,my right drawn fword may proue
j CgTO wHaft thou according to thy oath and band Mow. Let not my cold words heereaccufe my zeale:
Brought hither Henri/ Herford thy bold Ion : of a Womans warre.
’Tis not the triall
•
WTOK Hecre to make good J'boiftrotis late appcale, The bitter clamour of two eager tongues,
Which then our leyfure would not let ts hearc, Can arbitrate this caufe betwixt vs twaine :

Againft the Duke of Norfolke, Thomas Mowbray ? The blood is hot thatmuft be cool'd for this.
Gaunt. I hauemy Liege. Yet can I not of fuch tame patience boaft.
King. Tellme moreoucr,haft thou founded him, As to be hufht, 3nd nought at all to fay.
| If he appealc the Duke on ancient malice, Firft the faire reucrence of your Highnefle curbes mee.
. Or worthily as a good fubieft fhould From giuing reines and fpurres to my free fpeech.
:
On fome knowne ground of treacherie in him. Which elfe would poft, vntill it had return’d
;
Gaunt. As neere as I could lift him on that argument. Tiiefe tearmes of treafon, doubly downe his throat.
On fome apparant dangerjeene in him, Setting afide his high bloods royalty.
Avm‘d your Highnefle, no inueterate malice.
at And let him be no Kinfman to my Liege,
Kin. Then call them to our prefence face to face. Ido defiehim, and I fpitat’nim.
And frowning brow to brow, our felues willheare Call him a flanderous Coward, and a Villaine
Th’accufer, and thcaccufed, freely fpcake; Which to maintaine, I would allow him oddes.
Highftomack d are they both, and full of ire. And meete him, were I tide to runne afoote,
In rage, deafe as the fea; haftie as fire. Euen to the frozen ridges of the Alpes,
Or any other ground inhabitable,
Enter Tullingbroohe and Mowbray Where euet Enghfhman durft fee his fbote,
Uni. Many yeares of happy dayes befall Mcane time, let this defend my loyaltie.
My gracious Soueraigne, my moll louing Liege. By all my hopes moft falfely doth he lie.

Mow. Each day ftill better others happineffe, 2?«/.Pale trembling Co\V3rd,there I throw niyglgc,
Vntill the heauens entiying earths good hap, Difclaiming heere the kindred of a King, ^
Adde an immortal! title to your Crowne. And lay afide my high bloods Royalty,
King. We thanke you both, yet one but flatters vs, Which fcare, not reuercnce makes thee to except.
As well appeareth by the caufe you come. If guilty dread hath left thee fo much ftrength.
Namely, to appeale each other of high treafon. As to take vp mine Honors pawne, then floope.
Coofin of Hereford, what doft thou obie£l By that, and all the rites of Knight-hood elfe.
Againft the Duke of Norfolke, Thomas Mowbray ? Will I make good againft thee arme toarme.
Bui. Firft, heauen be the record to my fpeech, What I hauc fpoken, or thou canft deuife.
In the deuotion of a fubie&s loue, Mow. I take it vp, and by that fword I fweare,
Tendering the precious fafetie of my Prince,' Which gently laid my Knight-hood on my Ihoulder,
And free from other misbegotten hate. lie anfwer thee in any faire degree,

Come I appealant to rhia Princely prefence. OrChiualrous defigne of knightly triall :

Now Thomas Mowbray doT turne to thee, And when I mount, aliue may I not light.
And marke my greeting well : for what I lpcake. If I be Traitor, or vniuftjy fight.
My body fhall make good vpon this earth. King. What doth our Cofin lay to Mowbraies charge i
Or my diuine foul* anfwer it in heauen. It muft be great that can inherite vs,
Thou art a T raitor, and irMificfeant ; So much as ofa thought of illinhim.
r
Too good to be fo, and tebibad to Hue, Bul Looke what 1 faid,my life fhall proue it true.
.

S incc the more faire and thrift*!! is the Aie, That Mowbray hath rcceiu’d eight thoufandNoblcs,
,
.
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24 T7;? life and death of Richard the Second.

In name oflcndings for your Highnefle Soldiers,' Deepe malice makes too deepe incifion.
The which he hath detain’d for lewd employments, Forget, forgiue, conclude, and be agreed.
Like a falfe Traitor, and iniurious Villaihe. Our Do&ors fay, This is no time to bleed.; ;

Befides I fay, and will in battaile proue, Good Vnckle, let this end where it begun, :'

Orheere, or el fe where to the furthcft Verge Wee’l calme the Duke ofNorfolke; you,your fon.
That eucr was luruey’d by Englifh eye, $lr Gaunt. To be a make-peace fhall becomemy age,’
That all the Treafons for thefe eightcenc yecres Throw downe (my fonne) the Duke of Notfolkcs gage.
Complotted, and c^ntriucd in this Land, King .t And Norfolke, throw downe htr.
Fetch’d from falfe yJ\lowbray their.firft head and lpripg. GannP. .When Harne when? Obedi<nc$bids,
Further I fay, arid further will m-intainc Obedienccbids I fliould not bid agen.
Vpon his bad life! to make all this good. King. Norfolke, throw downe, we bidde; there is
That he did plot the Duke ofGloutters death, no bootc.
Suggeft his foonc belceuing aduerfarics, Motr.My felfe I throw(dread Souaraigne)at thy foot. I
And confequently, like a T raitor Coward, My life thou fhalt command, but not my flhame.
Sluc’d out his innocent loule through ftreames of blood,: The one my dutie owes, but my faire name
Which blood, like facrificing Abels cries, Defpigln of death, that liues vpon my graue
(Euen from the toongleffe cauernes of the earth) To darke difhonours vfe, thou fhalt not haue.
To me for iuftice, and rough chafticemcnt I am difgrac’d, impeach’d, and bafrel’d heere.
And by the glorious worth of my difeent. Pierc’d to the foule with flanders venom’d fpejre
This armc (hall do it, or this life be fpent. The which no balme can cure, buc his hcarc blood
King. How high a pitch his refolutionfoarcs : Which breath’d thispoyfon.
Thomas of Norfolke, what fayeft thou to this ? King. Rage muft be withftood :

Mow. Oh let my Soueraigne turne away his face. Giue me his gage Lyons make Leopards tame.
:

And bid his eares a little while be deafe. 7\lo, Yea, but not change his fpotntakc but my fhamC,
Till I haue told this flandcr of his blood, Andd I refigne n.y gage. My deere, decrc Lord, ) &
I
How God, and good men, lute lo foule alyar. The pureft treafure mortall times afford
King. Mowbray, impr.rtiall ate our eyes and eares. Is fpotlefle reputation : that away, * I
Were he my brother, nay our kingdomesheyre. Men are but gilded loanrc, or painted clay.
As he is but my fathers brothers fonne A Iewell in a ten times barr’d vp Chcft,
Now by my Scepters awe, 1 make a vow. Is a bold fpirit, in aloyall breft.
Such neighbour-ncercneffc to our facred blood. Mine Honor is my life ; both grow in one
Should nothing priuiledge him, nor partializc T ake Honor from me, and my life is done.
The vn-ftoopingfirmenefle of my vpright loule. Then (deere my Liege) mine Honor let me trie,
He is our fubiedl {Mowbray) fo art thou. In that and for that will I die.
I liuc ;

Free fpeech, and fearelefTe, 1 to thee allow. King. Coofin, throw downe your gage,
"Mow. Then 'BuHwgbrooke, as low as to thy heart. Doyou begin.
Through the falfe paflage of thy throat; thou ly eft: "Bui. Oh heauen defend my loule from fuch foule fin. :

Three parts of that receipt I had for Callicc, Shall I feemc Creft-falne in my fathers fight.
Disburft I to- his Highnefle fouldiers ; Or with pale beggar-fearc impeach my hight
The other part referu’d I by content, Eelore this out-d?.r’d daftard ? Ere my toong,
For that my Soueraigne Liege was in my debt, Shall wound mine honor with fuch feeble wrong;
Vpon remainder of a deere Accompt, Or found fo bale a par!e my teeth fhall tearc
:

Since laft I went to France to fetch his C^uecnc : Theflauifh motiue of recanting feare,
Now fwallow downc that Lye. For Glouflers death, And fpit it bleeding in his high difgracc.
I flew him not but (to mine ovvne difgracc)
;
Where fhame doth harbour, cucn in CMowbrayes face.
Ncgle&ed my fwornc duty in that cafe : £xit Gaunt.
For you my noble Lord of Lancafter, King. We were not borne to lue,but to command.
T he honourable Father to my foe. Which fince we cannot do to make you friends.
Once I did lay an ambufh for your life, Be readie, (as your liues {hall anl'werit)
A trefpaffe that doth vex my grccued foule : At Coucntree, vpon S. Lamberts day
But ere I laft recciu'd the Sacrament, There fhall your fwordsand Lances arbitrate
I did confeffc it, and exadfly begg’d The fwelling difference of your fctled bate
Your Graces pardon, and I hope I had it. Since wt cannot attone you, you fhall fee
This is my fault : as for the reft appeal’d, Iuftice deftgne the V l&ors Chiualrie.
I I i from the rancour of a Villaine,
flues Lord Marfhall, command our Officers at Armes,
A recreant, and moll degenerate Traitor, Be readie to direft thefe home Alarmes. Exeunt.
Which in my felfe I boldly will defend.
And interchangeably hurle downc my gage
Vpon this ouer-weening Traitors foote,
To prone my felfe a loyall Gentleman, Scma Secunc/a .
Eucn in the beft blood chamber’d inhisbofome.
In haft whereof, moft heartily I pray
Your Highneflc to afligne our ‘Trial! day. Enter (jaunt, andDtttchejfe ef Glcucejfer.
!

King. Wrath-kindled Gentlemen be rul’d by me : Gaunt. Alas, the part I had in G louft ers blood,
Let’s purge this cholicr without letting blood : Doth more foliette me then your cxcUimcs,
This weprefetibe, though no Phyfitien, To ftirre againftthc Butchers of his life.;
But
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Butfwce corre&ionlyeth in thofc hands And what heare there for welcome,* but my grones ?
Which made the fault that we cannot correft. Therefore commend me, let him not come there.
Put we our quarrcll
to the will of heauen. To fpeke out forrow,that dwels euery where
Who when they fee the houres ripe on earth. Defolate, defolate will I hence, and dye.

Will raigne hot vengearce on offenders heads. The laft leaue of thee, takes my weeping eye. Exeunt
DM. Findes brotherhood in thee no fharper fpurre ?
H th louc in thy old blood no liuing fire ?
3

Edwards k uen fonnes (whereof thy fclfe art one)

Were as feuen violles of his Sacred blood, Scena Tertia .

Or feuen faire branches fpringing from one roote

Some of thofe feuen are dride by natures courfe,
Some of thofe branches by the deftinies cut
Enter (JMarfhad, andAumerle.
Bui Thomas, my deere Lord, my life, my Gloufter,
One Violl full of Edwards Sacred blood,
Mar. My L. Aumerle, is Harry Herford min'd
Aum. Yea, at all points, and longs to enter in.
One fiourifhing branch of his mod Royal! roote
Iscrack’d, and all the precious liquor fpilt Mar. The Duke ofNortolke, fprightfully and bold,
furr.mer ieafes all vaded Scayes but the fummons of the Appealancs Trumpet.
Is hackt downe, and his
ByEnuieshand,and Murdeis bloody Axe. Am. Why
then the Champions, are prepar’d,3nd ftay
For nothing but his Maiefties approach.
Ah Gaunt'. His blood was thine, that bed, that wombe,
Flourifh .
Enter King, Gaunt, Bufhy, Bagot, Greene , <y
That mettle, that felfe-inould that fafhion'u thee.
Then eJMovtbray in Ar-
others
Made him a man ; and though thou liu’ft, and breath'd.
:

mor, and Harrold.

Ye: art thou Caine in him thou doft confent
:

Rich. Marlhall, demand of yonder Champion

fome large meal’ure to thy Fathers death.
In
thou feed thy wretched brother dye.
In that
The caule of his arriuall hcere in Armes,
Aske him his name, and orderly proceed
Who was the modell of thy Fathers life.
Call it not patience (Gaunt) it is difpaire. To fwearehim in the iuftice ofhis caufe.
thy brother to be flaughter'd. M«r. In Gods name, and the Kings. fay who ^ art.
In fuff ring thus
Thou fhew’ft the naked pathway to thy life, And why thou corn’ll thus knightly clad in Armes?
how to butcher thee Again!! what man thou com’ft,and what’s thy quarrell,
Teaching fterne murther
Speake truly on chy knighthood, and thine oath.
)

That which in meane men we intitle patience

owardice in noble brefts As fo defend thee heauen, and thy valour.
Is pale cold c

What fhall I fay, to fafegard thine ovvne life. Mow My name is Tho. Mowbray Duke ofNorfolk,
C . ,

The beft way is to venge my Gloullcrs death.

Who hither comes engaged by my oath
G<r##r.Heauens is the quarrell : forheauens fubftitutc (Which heauen defend a knight fhould violate)

HisDeputy annointed in his fight, Both to defend my loyalty and truth,*

Hath caus’d his death, the which If wrongfully To God, my King, and his fucceeding iffue,
Again!! the DukeofHerford, that appeales me:
Let heauen reuenge for I may neuer lift
:

An angry arme again!! his Minifler. And by the grace ofGod, and thismine arme.
Dm. Where then (alas may I)corrplaint my felfe i To proue him (in defending ofmy lelfc)
Gau, T o heauen, the widdowes Champion to defence A T ra:tor to my God, my King, and me,
D»t. Why then I vvitl: farewell old Gaunt. And as I truly fight, defend me heauen.
Tucket Enter Hereford, and Harold.
Thou go’ll to Couemrie, there to behold .

Our Cofine Herford, and fell Mowbray fight Rich. Aske yonder Knight in Armes,
Marfliall :

0 fit my husbands wrongs on Herfords lpeare. Both who he is, and why hecomnaeth hither.
That it may enter butcher Mowbrayes bred :
Thus placed in habiliments of warre :

Or if misfortune miffe the firft carreere. And formerly according toour Law
Be Mowbrayes heauy in his bofomc.
finnes fo Depofe him in the iuftice ot his C3ule.

That they may breake his foaming Couriers backe. Mar. What is thy name? and wherfore comft ^ hither
*

And throw the Rider headlong in the Lifts, Before King Richard in his Royall Lifts?
A Caytiffe recreant to my Cofine Herford: Again!! whom com’ft thou? and what’s thy quarrell ?

Farewell oldGaunt , thy fometimes brothers wite Speake like a true Knight, fo defend thee heauen.
r
With her companion Greefe, muft end her life. Bul. Harry of Herford, Lancaftcr, cudDerbie,
Gau. Sifter farewell I muft toCouentree,
:
Am I who ready heere do (land in Armes,
:

To proue by heauens grace, and my bodies valour,

As much good flay with thee, as go with mee.
But. Yet one wotd more : Greefe boundeth where it In on Thomas Mowbray Duke ofNorfolkc,
Lifts,

Not with the emptie hollownes,but weight (falls, :

That he’s a Traitor foule, and dangerous,
1 take my leauc, before Ihauc begun, T o God of heauen, King Richard , and to me,
Forforrow ends not, when it feemeeb done. And as I truly fight, defend me heauen.
Commend me to my brother Edmund York*. 7/lar. On painc of death, no perfon be fo bold,
Loc, this il all nay, yet depart not fo,' Cr daring hardie asto touch the I.iftes,
:

Though this be all, do not fo quickly go, Except the Marfliall, and fuch Officers
I fhall remember more. Bid him, Oh, what ? Appointed to dircdl thefe faire defignes.
With all good fpeed at Plafhie vifit mee. Dul. Lord Marfhall, let me kiffe my Soucraignshand,
Alacke,and what (hall good old Yorke there fee /vnd bow my knee before his Maieftie
But empty lodgings, and vnftjrntfh’d wallcS, For "Mowbray and my fc!f: are like two men.
Vn-peopel’d Offices, vntmden ftones ? - That vow a long and weary pilgrimage,
c Then
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16 The life and death ofTichard thefecond.

Then let vs take a ceremonious leauc Attending but the fignall to begin. charge found A
And louing farwell of our feuerall friends. Mar. Sound Trumpets, and let forward Combatant-
Mar.The Appealant in all duty greets yourHighncs, King hath throwne his Warder dewne.
Stay, the
And craucs to kiffe your hand, and take his leaue. them lay by their Helmets & their Speare
Rich. Let
"Rich. We will defeend, and fold him in our armes. And both returne backe to their Chaires againe
Cofm of Herford,as thy caufe is tuft. Withdraw with vs, and let the Trumpets found.
So be thy fortune in this Royall fight While we returne thefe Dukes what we decree.
Farewell, my blood, which if to day thou fhead, A long Hourifh.
Lament we may, but not reuenge thee dead. Draw neere and lift
‘Bull. Oh let no noble eye prophane 3 tearc What with our Councell we haue done.
For me,iflbe gor’d with cAl owbrayes fpeate For that our kingdomes earth fhould not be foyld
As confident, as is the Falcons flight With that decre blood which it hath foftcred.
Againft a bird, do I with Mowbray fight. And for our eyes do hate the dire afpcift
My louing Lord, I take my leauc of you. Of ciuill wounds plowgh’d vp with neighbors fwords,
Of you (my Noble Cofin) Lord ^iumerle ; Which fo reuz’d
vp withboyftrous vntun’ddrummes.
Not ficke, although I haue to do with death, WithharfhrefoundingTrumpetsdrcadfuIl bray.
But luftie, vong, and checrely drawing breath. And grating ftiockeofwrathfullyron Armes,
Loe, as at Englifli Feafts, fo I regreete Might from our quiet Confines fright faire peace.
The damtieft Tail, to make the end moll fwcec. And make vs wade euen in our kindreds blood :

Oh thou the earthy author ol my blood, Therefore, we banifhyou eurTcrritories.

Whofe youthfull fpirit in me regenerate. You Cofin Herford, vpon paine of death.
Doth with a two-fold rigor lift mce vp Till twice fiue Summers haue enrich’d our fields,
To reach at vi&ory abouc my head, Shall not regieet our faire dominions.
Adde proofe vtito mine Armour with thy prayres. But treade the ftranger pathes of banifliment.
And with thy blefsings ftcele my Lances point, Bui. Y our will be done: This mud my comfort be,
That it may enter Mowbraycs waxen Coate, That Sun chat warmes you heere, fliall fiiine on me:
And fu.nifh new the name of Iohn a Gaunt , And thofe his golden beames to you heere lent,
Euen in the lufty hauiour of his fonne. Shall point or. me, 3nd gild my banifliment.
Gaunt. Heauen in thy good caufe make thee profp’rous Rich. Norfolke for thee remaines a heauier dotnbe
:

Be fwift like lightning in the execution. Which 1 with fome vnwillingneflc pronounce,
And let thy blowcs doubly redoubled. Thcflyeflow houres fliall not determinate
amazing thunder on the Caske
Fall like The datelefie limit ofthy deere exile
Of thy amaz’d pernicious enemy. The hopelcffe word,ofNeuer to returne.
Rouze vp thy ycnnhfull blood, be valiant, and line. Breath I againft thee, vpon paine of life.
Bui. Mine innocence, and S .George to thriue. Mow. A hcauy fentence, my moft Soueraigne Liege
Mow. How euer heauen or fortune call my lot,i And all vnlook’d for from your Highnefie mouth:
There hues, or dies, true to Kings Richards Throne, A deercr merit, not fo deepe a maime.
A loyall, iuft, and vprighc Gentleman: As to be caft forth in the common ayre
Ncuer did Captiuc with a freer heart, Haue I deferuetl at your Highnefie hands.
Caft off his chaines of bondage, and embrace The Language 1 haue Jearn’d chefe forty yearcs
His golden vncontroul’d enfranchifement. (My natiue Englifh) now I muft forgo,
More then my dancing foule doth celebrate And now my tongues vie is to me no more,
This Feaft of Saudi, with mine Aduerfarie. Then an vnftringed Vyall, or a Harpe,
Moft mighty Liege, and my companion Peeres, Or like a cunning Inftrument cas’d vp.
Take from my mouth, the vvifh of happy yeates. Or being open, putintohis hands
As gentle, and as iocond,as to ieft. That knowes no touch to tune the harmony.
Go I to fight Truth, hath a quiet breft.
: Within my mouth you haue engaol’d my tongue, '

Rich. Farewell, my Lord, fecurely I efpy Doubly percullift with my teeth and lippes.
V ertue with Valour, couched in thine eye And dull, vnfeeling, barren ignorance,
Order the triall Marfhall, and begin. mademy Gaoler to attend on me
Is :

cMar. Harrit of Herford, Laneafter, and Derby , am too old to fawne vpon a Nurfc,
I
Receiue thy Launcc, and heauen defend thy right. Too farreinyeeres to be a pupill now :

Bui. Strong as a towre in hope, I ci v Amen. What is thy fentence then, but fpeechlefle death,
Alar. Go beare this Lance to Thomas D, of Norfolke. Which robs my tongue from breathing natiue breath ?
I Har. Harry of Herford, Lancafter, and Derbie,
. Rich, It boots thee not to be compafsionatc.
Stands heere forGod,hisSoueraignc,and himfelfe, After our fentence, plaining comes too late.
On painc to be found falfe, and recreant, dfow. Then thus I turne trie from my counttiesligh
To proue the Duke of Norfolke, Thomas Mowbrayt To dwell ir\ folcmne fliades of endlcffe night, ,‘|

A Traitor to his God, his King, and him. Ric. Returne againe, and take an oath with thee, .

And him to fet forwards ro the fight.'

dares Lay on our Royall fword, your baniflit h*rids
3. Har. Here ftandeth Tho.Mowbray Duke of Norfolk Sweareby the duty that you owe to heauen 1

On paine to be found falle and recreant. (Our part therein we banifli with your felucj).
Both to defend himfelfe, and to approue To kcepe theOath that weadminifter: i

Henry of Herford, Lancafter, and Derby , You ueuer fliall (fo helpe you Truth, and Heauen)
To God, his Soueraigne, and to him difloyall: Embrace each others loue io hanjftiment.
Couragioufly,and with a free defire Nor cucr lookc vpon each others face,
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Nor euer write, regreete^or reconcile 'Bull. I haue coo few to take my Icaue of you,
This lewrin g tempeft of your home-bred hate, When the tongues office fiiould be prodigall.
Noreuerby aduifedpurpofe meete. To breath th’abundanc dolour of the heart.
To ploc,contriue, or complot any ill, Gau. Thy greefe is but thy ab fence for a time.
'Gainft Vs, our State, our Subiedh, or our Land. Bull. Toy 2 bfent, greefe is prefent for that time.
•
‘Bull. I fweare- Gau. What is fixe Winters, they are quickely gone?
yWW. Andljtokeepeallthis. Bui. To men in ioy, but greefe makes one hourc ccn.
Bui. Norfolke, fo fare, as to mine encmie. CJau. Call it a trauell that thou tak’ft for pleafure,

By this time King permitted vs)

(''had the Bui. My heart will figh, when 1 milcall it fo,
One ofour foules had wandred iiuhe ayre, Which findes it an inforced Pilgrimage.
Banifh’d this fraile fepulcnre of our flefh, Gau. Thefullen paflageof thy weary fteppes
Asnow our flefh is banifh’d from this Land. Efteeme a foyle, wherein thou arc to fet

Confcfle thy Treafons, ere thou ftye this Realmc, The precious Jewell ofthy home returne.<
Since thou haft fane to go. bcarc not along Bui. Oh who can hold a fire in his hand
The clogging burthen of a guilty foulc. By thinking on the froftie Caucafus ?
tallow. No Bullingbroke : lfeuer 1 were Traitor, Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite,
My name be blotted from the booke ofLifc, by bare imagination of a Feaft ?

j
And I from heauen banifh’d, as from hence : Or Wallow naked in December fnow
But what chou art, heauen, thou, and { do know, by thinking on fantaftickc fummers heate ?
And all too foone (I fcare) the King ihall rue. Oh no, the apprehenfion of the good
Farewell (my Liege) now no way can I ftray, Giues but the greater feeling to the worfe
Saue backe to England, ail'thc worlds my way. Sxit Fell forrowes tooth, doth euer ranckle mote
Rich. Vncle, euen in the glsfles ofthine eves Then when it bites, but lanceth not the fore.
Ifee thy greeued hear: thy fad afpedt.
: Gau. Come, come (my Ton) lie bring thee on thy way
Hath from the number of his bamfh’d yeares Had I thy youth, and caufe, 1 would not ftay.
Pluck’d foure away Six frozen Winters fpenr,
: £’«/.Then England; ground farewell: fweet foil adieu.
Returne with welcome home, from banifhmenc. My Mother, and my Nurfe, which beares me yet
Bui. How long a time lyes in one little word : Where ere I wander, boaft of this I C3n,
Foure lagging Winters, and foure wanton fprings Though banifii’d, yet a true-borne Er.glifrutian.
End in a is the breath of Kings.
word, fuch
thankc my Liege, that in regard of me
Gaunt, I

He fhortens foure yeares of my Tonnes exile :

But little vantage (ball I reape thereby.
Serna Quarta.
For eie the fixe yeares that he hath to fpend
Can ch.3ngetheir Moones, and bringtheir times about.
My oyle-dride Lampe, and time-bewafted lighc Enter King, Aumerle, Greene .andBagot.
Shall be extindi with age, and endleffe night Rich. We did obferue. Cofine Anmerle
My inch of Taper, will be burnt, and done. How far brought you high Herfordon his way ?i
And blindfold death, not let me fee my fonne. ^ium. I brought high Herford (if you call him fo)
Rich. Why Vncle, thou haft many yecres to line. but to the next high way, and there I left him.
Gaunt. But not a minute (King) that thou canft giuc And fay, what ftore of parting tears were fried:'
Rich.
Shorten my dayes thou canft; with fudden forow. Aum. Faith none for me except the Northeaft wind
:

And plucke nights from me, but not lend a morrow : Which then grew bitterly againft our face, .

Thou canft helpe time to furrow me with age, Awak’d the fleepie rhewme,and fo by chance
3ut ftopno wrinkle in his pilgrimage Did grace our hollow parting with a teare.
Thy word is currant with him, for my death. Rich. What faid our Cofin when you parted with him ?
But dead, thy kingdome cannot buy my breath. *
Au. Farewell: and forjjjy hart difdained ^ my tongue
Ric. Thy fonne is banifh’d vpon good aduice. Should fo prophane the word, that taught me craft
Whereto thy tongue aparty-verdidf gaue, To counterfeit opprefsion offuch greefe,
Why at our Iuftice feem’ft thou then to lo wre ? That word Teem’d buried in my forrowes graue.
Gau. Things fweet to taft, prone in digeftion fowre Marry, would the word Farwell,haue lengthen’d hourcs,
You vrg’d me as a Iudge, but I had rather And added yecres to his fhort banifhmenc,
you would haue bid me argue like a Father. _ He fhould haue had a volume of Farwelsj
Alas, I look’d when fome of you fhould fay, but fince it would not, he had none ofme.
I was coo ftridf to make mine owtie away: Rich. He is -our Cofin (Cofin) but Vis doubt,
But you gauelcaueco my vnwillfng tong, When time friall call him home from banifrunentj
Againftmy do my
felfe this wrong.
will, to Whether our kinfman come to fee his friends,
Rich, and Vncle bid him fo
Cofine farewell : : Our felfe, and Bufhy heerc Bagot and Greene
;

Six yeares webanifh him,and he (hall go. Exit. Obferu’d his Courtfhip to the common people 5
• Flourijh. How he did feeme to diue into their hearts,
Au, Cofine farewell what pretence nuift not know
: With humble,and familiar courcefie.
From where you do remaine, let paper fhow. What reuerence he did throw away on fl iucs;
Mar, My Lord, no le aue take I, for I will ride Wooing poore Cvaftef-men, with the craft of foules,
As farre as land will let me, by your fide. And patient vndcr-bearing of his Fortune,
Gaunt .Oh to what purpofe doft thou hord thy words, As ’t were to banifh their affedfs with him.
That thou teturnft no greeting to thy friends ? Off goes his bonnet to an Oyfter -wench,
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28 The life and deat h of R ichard thefeconil.

A brace of Dray-men bid God fpeed him well. Wheredoth the world thruft forth a vanity,
And had the tribute of his fupple knee. So it be new, there’s norefpeft'how vile.
With thankes my Countrimcn, my louin« friends. That is not quickly buz’d into his eaics
As were our England in f
reuerfion his, 1 hat all too late comes counfcll
to be heard.
And he our fubieds next degree in hope. Where will doth mutiny with wits regard:
Cr. W clljhe is gone,& with him go tliefe thoughts Dired not him, whofc way himfclfc will
Now for the Rebels, which ftand out in Ireland, Tis breath thou lackft, and that breath
choofe, •

Expedient manage mull be made my Liege wilt thou loofe.

Ere furener leyfure, yeeld them further meancs
Gaunt. Me
thinkes I am a Prophet new infpir’d
And thus expiring, do foretell of him,
For their aduantage, and your Highneffe Ioffe.
Hi* rain fierce blaze of Ryot cannot
Ktc. We will our lefte tnperfon to this warre. For violent fires foone burnc out
laft.

And for our Coffers, with too great a Court, thcmfelues

Small fhowres Jaft long, but fodaine
And liberall Largefle, aregrowne fomewhat light, ftormes are fliort
He tyres betimes, that fpurs too faft betimes;
Weareinforc’dtofarmc our royall Rcalmc, With eager feeding, food doth choakc
The Rcuennew whereof (hall furnifh vs the feeder :
Light vanity, infatiate cormorant,
For our affayres in hand : if that come ftiort
Confuming meanes foone preyes vpon it
Our Subffitutes at home ffiall haue Blanke-charters : This royall Throne ofKings, this
feife.

Whereto, when they fhall know what men arc rich, lceprred Ifle.
This earth ofMaiefty.this fcate
They ffiall iubferibe them for large fummes of Gold, ofMars,
This other Eden, demy paradife.
And fend them after to fupply our wants:
This Fortrcfie built by Nature for her feife,
For we will make for Ireland prclently. *
Agair.ft infeaiotiL, and the hand of
Enter Iuijhy
wan e :
This happy breed ofmen, this little world.
Bujhy, what newes ?
This precious ftonc, fet in the filuer fea.
'Bu. Old Iohn of Gaunt is verie ffeke my
Lord, Which ferues it in the office of a wall.
Sodainly taken, and hath lent poffhaffe
Or as a Moatc defenfiue to a houfe,
To entreat your Maieffy to vtfit him. Againft the enuy oflcffe happier Lands,
Ric. Where lyes he?
Thu bleffed plot, this earth, this Realme,this
Bu. AtElyhoufe. England ’
This Nurie, this teeming wombeofRoyall Kingf
Ric. Now put
(heauen) in his Phyfitians minde,
it
Fear’d by their breed, and famous for their birth
To hclpe him to his graue immediately :
Renowned for their deeds, as fane from home, ’

The lining ofhis coffers ffiall make Coates

For Chriftian feruice, and true Chiualrie,
To deckc our lbuldiers for tliefe Irifh warres. As is the fepulchcrinftubborne fury
’

Come Gentlemen, let’s all govifithim: Ofthe Worlds ranfomc, bleffed cManes '

Pray heauen we may make haft, and come too late. Exit Sonne.
This Land of fuch deere foulcs, this
deere-deere Land,
Deere for her reputation through the world
Isnow Leas d cut (I dye pronouncing it
J
Like to a Tenement orpeltmg Farme.
<lA chit Seem das. SccnaTrima. England bound in with the triumphant fea,
Whole rocky fhore beates backe the etiuious fiedc-c
Ofwatcry Neptune, is now bound in with fliame,*
With nky blottes, and rotten Parchment bonds!
i

Enter Gaunt, /herewith Torke,

That England, that was wont to conquer others.
*
Hath made 3 fhatnefull conoueft of it lelfe.
Gait* W
ill the King come, that I may breath my
lafl Ah! would the lcandall vaniln with my life
In wholfomc counlcll to lus vnftaid youth ?
How happy then were my enfuing death ?
7 or. Vex not your feife, nor ftriue not with your bretb.
For all invaine comes couufell co his care.
Enter Ring , Queene^umerle, Bufty, Greene,
Gate. Oh but (they fay) thffSmgues of
dying men Bagot, Ros, andWillotighby
Inforce attention like deepc harmony
The King is come, deale mildly with his youth.
7 or.
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^ ^ cre words arc icarfe, tliey are feldome fpent in vaine, For young hot Colts, being rag’d, do rage the
^"
or more.
i
r l lc
y breath truth, that breath their words in paine.< How fares our noble Vncle Lancaftcr
i
He no moremuft fay, is hften’dmore,
that
Rt. What comfort man? How ift with aged Gaunt ?
?<

Then they whom youth and cafe haue taught to

j glofe, Ga. Oh how that name befits my compofitiqn :
i
are mens ends markr, then their hues before. Old Gaunt indeed, and gaunt in being old
The fcccingSun.and Muficke is the dole :

Within me greefe hath kept 8 tedious faft.

As the laft tafte offweetes, is fweeteft laft,
And who ab ft ay ties from meate, that isnotgaunt?
Writ in remembrance, more then things long paft; For ftceping England long time haue warcht.
I
Though Richard my hues counfcll would not heare,
Watching breeds leannefle, leannefle is all gaunt.
My deaths-fad tale, may yet vndcafe his earc. The pleafure that fome Fathers feede vpon.
Tor.
~
N o, it is fto.pt with other flatt ’ring founds Is my ftria faft, I meanemy Childrens lookes.
As prailcs ofhis ftate then there are found
:
And therein foiling, haft thou made me gaunt:
Lafciuious Mceters to whofc
venom found ,
Gaunt am I for the graue, gaunt as a graue,
The open of youth doth aiwayes liften.
eafe
Whole hollow wombe inherits naught but bones.
Report of fafhions in proud Italy,
Ric. Can ficke men play fo nicely with their names
?,
Whole manners ftill our tardie apifli Nation
(Jau. No, nstfery makes fpott co mocke it feife :
Limpes after in bafe imitation.
Since thou doft feeke to kill my name in mec.
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7be life and death ofRichard the fecond* %

I mocke my name
(great King) to flatter thee. What fayes he ?
Rich.
Rie. Should dying men flatter eliofe that liue ? Ner, Nay nothing, all is faid
Gau. No, no, men liuing flatter thofe that dye. His tongue is now a ftringleffe inftrumenr,
Rich. Thoun©wadying,fayftthouflatter’ft me. Words, life, and all, old Lancafter hath fpent.
Gau. Oh
no, thou dyeft, though 1 the Acker be. Tor. Be Yorke the next, that muft be bankrupt fo.

Rich. I am in health, I breath, 1 fee thee ill. Though death be poore, it ends a mortall wo.
Cm. No w he that made me, knowes I fee thee ill Rich. The ripefl fruit firff fals, and fo d'dth he,

III in my felfc to
fee, and in thee, feeing ill. His time is fpent, our pilgrimage rr.urt be :

Thy death-bed is no Idler then the Land, So much for that. Now for our Irifh wattes,
Wherein thou lyeft in reputation ficke, W c muff fupplanc thofe rough rug-headed Kernes
And thou too care-ldfepati* ntasthouart.
,
W htch Hue like venom, where no venom clfe
Commit’!! thy’anoimed body to the cure Bat onely they, haue priuiledge to liue.
Of thofe Phyficians, that firft wounded thee.< And for thefe great affayres do askc focne charge
A thoufand flatterers fitwithin thy Crowne, )
T o wards otir afsiftance, we do feize to vs
Whofe comparte is no bigger then thy head. The plate, coine, reuennewes, and moueables.
And yetincaged in fo fmall a Verge, Whereof our V nc\e Gamt 6\d (land port'd!.
The wafle is no whit leffcr then thy Land : Tor. How long (hall be patient? Oh howlong
1

Oh had thy Grandlire with a Prophets eye. Shall tender dutie nuke me fuffer wrong ?

Scene how his fonnes fonne,fliould deftroy his frnnes, Not Gioujlers death, nor Herfords ban fihmenr,
From forth thy reach he would haue laid thy fhame, Nor GaU'ites rebukes, nor England* pnuate wrongs.
Depofing thee before thou were po(Te(F, Nor the preuent'on ofpoore Bullingbrooke,
Which art port'd! now to depole thy leltc. About his marriage, nor my ownedifgrace
Why (Cortne) were thou Regent of the world. H. sue etier made me fowre my patient checke,

It were a fhame to let his Land by lea e : Orbemdone wrimkleon my Soueraignes face
But for thy world enioying but this Laud, . I am the laft of noble Edwards fonnes.

is it not more then fhame, to fhao;c it io ? Of whom thy Father Prince of Wales was firft.

Landlord of England art thou, and not King: In warre was ncuer l yon rag’d more fierce :

Thy (late of Law, is bandflaue to the law. In peace, was neuergende La -'ben ore mi Hie,
And Then was that yougand PiiticcI) Gentleman,
Rich. And thou, a lunaticke leane-witted foole. His Oce thou hair for eucn folook’d lie
Prefuming on an Agues priurtedge, Accomplifh’d with the number of thy howrrs:
with thy frozen admonition
Dar’ft But when :>e i wil’d, it was agdnft the French,
Make pale our chceke, chafing the Royail blood And no* 3 gam ft his friends: hs noble harid
With fury, from hisnatiue refidence ? ! Did win what he did fpecid : and fpent not that
Now by my Seates right Roy ->
1 Maieftie, Which his triumphant fathers hand had won:
Wer't thou not Brother to great Edwards ftmne. His hands were guilty of no kindreds blood,
This tongue that runs fo roundly in thy head. B /fVbody with the enemies oi'his kinne:
Should run thy head from thy vnreucrent fhoulders. Oil Rtihard, Torky is too farre gone with greefe.
gau. Oh fpare me not, my brothers Edwards ionne, Or clfehe neuer would compare betweene.
For that I was his Father Edwards fonne ; Rich. WhyVncIc,
That blood already (like the Pellican) What’s the matter ?
Thou haft tapt out, ard drunkenly carows’d. To*. Oh my L iege, pardon me if you pleafefif not
My brother Gloucefter.plair.e well meaning fcule I pleas’d not to be pardon’d, am content with all

(Whom fairebeftll in heauen ’mongft happy foulcs) Seeke you to and gripe into your hands
feize,
May be a prefid>.nt,and witnefle good, The Royalties and Rights of banifh’d Hcrford i
That thou refpedt'rt not (pilling Edwards blood : Is not Gaunt dead? and doth not Hcrford hue ?
Ioyne with the prefent fir knefle ch3t I haue. Wasnot Gaunt iuft? and is flor Garry true ?
And thy vnkindnefTe be like crooked age. Did not the one deferue to haue an heyre ?
To crop at once a too-long wither’d flowre. Is not his heyre a well-deferuing fonne?
Liue in thy fhame, but dye not fhame with thee, Take Herfords rights away, and take from time
Thele words heereafter, thy tormentors bee. His Charters, and his cuftomarie rights:
Conuey me to my bed, then to my graue, I. ct not to narrow then infue today.

Loue they to liue, th3t loue and honor haue. Exit Be not thy felfc. For how art thou a King
Rich. And let them dye, that age and fullcns haue, But by fairc fcquence and fuccefsiort ?
For both hart thou, and both become the graue. NowafcrcGod, God forbid I fay true.
Tor. I do befeech your Maicrtie impute his words If you do wrongfully feize Herfords right.
To way ward ficklinefle, and age in him Call in his Letters Patents that he hath
Heloucs you on my life, and holds you deere Bvhis Atrurnevcs gcnerall, to fue
As Harry Duke of Herfard, were he hecre. His Liucrie, and denie his offer’d homage,
Rich. Right, you fay true as Herfords loue, fo his;
: You plockc a thoufand dangers on your head^
As theirs, fo mine and all be as i: is.
: You loolea thoufand wcll-difpoled hearts.
And pr eke my tender patience to thofe thoughts
Enter Northumberland. Which honor and allegeance cannot thinke.
Alic. Thinke what you will wc lciie into our hands.
:

Nor. My Liege, o\dc Gaunt commends him to your His plate, bis goods, his money, and his lands.
Maicrtie. Tor. lie noc be by the while My Liege faiewell,:

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° The life and death of Richard thefecond.
What will cnfuc hecreof, there’* none can tell, I hy words are but as thoughts, therefore be bold.
Butbvbadcou fesmay bevnderftood. Nor. Then thus ; I haue from Port le Blan
J
That their cuents can neucr fall out good. Exit. A Bay in 'Britaine, receiu’d'mtelligence.
Rich. Gq 'Bftjbie to the Earle of V/t Itfire ftreight. That Harry Duke of Herford, Ranald Lord Cobham
Bid him repaire to vs to £tj houfc, That late broke from the Duke of Exeter,
’

To fee this bufineffe : to morrow next His brother Archbifhop, late of Canterbury
We will for Ireland^ and ’tis time, I trow :
Sir Thomas Erpjngham Sir John Ratnflou^ ,
,

And we create in abl'ence oi our felfe Sir \olm Nerberie , Sir Robert Waterto» & brands Quoint,
y

Our Vncle Yorke, Lord Gouernor of England All thefe well furmfh’d by the Duke of Britaine,
’

For he and alwayes lou d vs well.

is luff,
With ei ght three thoufand men of warre
tall ftaips,
Come on our Queene, to morrow muft we part, Are making hither with all due expedience,
Be merry, for our time of [lay is fhort. flourifh. And fhortly meanero touch ourNortherne fliore
tsW anet North. Willoughby, T\ojf. Perhaps they had ere this, but that they (lay
I'Zor. Well Lords, the Duke of Lancaftcr is dead.
The firftdepartingofthe King forlreland.
Ro(f. And liuing too, for now his fonne is Duke. If then we fhall fhake off our fhuifli yoakc,
ITd. Barely in title, not in rcuennew. Impc out our drooping Countries broken wing,
Nor. Richly in both,ifiufticehad her right. Redeemc from broaking pawne the blcmiih’d Crovvne
Rojf.My heart is great but it mufl break with filence,
:
Wipe off the duft that hides our Scepters gilt,
Er’c be disburthen’d with a liberall tongue. And make high Maieftic looke like it lclfe.
Nor.Niy fpcake thy mind & let him ne’rfpeak more :
Away with me in pofte to Raueuspurgh ,
That fpcakes thy words 3gainc to do thee lurme. But if you faint, as fearing todofo.
Wil. Tends thatthou’dft fpeake to th’Du. of Hereford, Stay, and be fecrec,and my felfe will go.
If it be fo, out with it boldly man, Rof Tohorte, tohorfc, vrge doubts to them^feare.
Quicke is mine eare to heareof good towardshim. Wil. Hold out my horle, and I will firft be there.
Ro(f. No good at all that I can do for him,
Exeunt.
VnleiTe you call it good to pitie him,
Bereft auo gelded ofhis patnmonie.
Nor. Now afore heauen, ’tis fharnefuch wrongs are
borne.
Seen a Sccunda.
In him a royall Prince, and many moe
Ofnoble blood in this declining Land ;

The King is not himfelfe, but baltly led

By Flatterers, and what they will informe Enter Queens, Bufhy, andTa.got.
Meerely in hate ’gainfl any of vs all, Madam, your Maicfty is too much fad,
Ettjh.

That will the King feucrely profecute You promis'd when you parted with the King,
’Gainft vs, our liucs,our children, and ourheires.l To lay afide felfe-lurming heauineffe.
Rtf. ThcCommons hath he pd'd with greeuous taxes And entertaine a cheerefull difpofition.
And quite loft their hearts the : Nob cs hath he firide Qyr T o pleale the King, I did to pleafe my : felfe
For ancient quarrels, and quite loft their hearts. I cannot do it : yet I know no caule
Wd. And daily new exactions are deuis’d. Why 1 fiiould welcome fuch a gueft as greefe,
As blankes bencuolences, and I woi not w hat Saue bidding farewell tofo fweet a gueft
But what o Gods name doth become of this ? A.s my fweet Richard yet againe me thinkes.
Nor, Wars hath not wafted it, for war’d he hath not. Some vnbornc forrow, ripe in fortunes wombe
But bafely yeelded vpon comprimize. Is comming towards me, and my inward foule

That which his Anceftors atchicu’d with b’ovves With nothing trembles, at fomethingit greeues.
. More hath he fpent in peace, then they in warres. More then with parting from my Lord the King.
TheEarlcofWiltnnnfehathiherealmc in Farme.
Rof. Bufh. Each fubftance of a greefe hath twenty fhadows
Wil. The Kings growne bankrupt like a broken man. Which fnewes like greefe it felfe,btK is not fo :
Nor. Reproach and diffolution hangeth ouer hitn. For forrowes eye, glazed with blinding tearcs,
Rof. He hath not monie for thefe Irifta warres Dtuides one thing inure, to many obieiffs,
(His biirthenous taxations notwithftanding) Like perfpetftiues, which rightly gaz’d vpon
But by the robbing of the bamfh'd Duke. Shew nothing but confufion, ey’d awry,
Nor. His nojale Kir.fman, m oft degenerate King Diftinguifh forme : foyour fweet Maieftie
But Lords, we heare this fcarefull tempeft fing. Looking awry vpon your Lords departure,
Yet feeke no fheltet toauoid the ftormc: Finde [h.ipes of greefe, more then himfelfe to waile.
I We fee the winde fit fore vpon our falles, Which look’d on as it is, is naught bur fliadowes
1
And yet we ftrike not, but i'ecurely perifh Of what it is not then tiirice-gracious Queene,
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Rof. We fee the very wracke that we muft fuffer, More then your Lords departure weep not, more’s not
And vnauoydedisth'5 dangernow Or if it be, ’tis with falie forrowes eic, (feenej
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For fuffenng fo the cauics of our wracke. Which for things true, vveepe things imaginary,
Nor. Not fo euen through the hollow eyes of death,
: Qu. It may be fo but yet my inward foule
:

I fpie life peering but 1 dare not fay

: Perlwades me it h otherwife how ere it be, :

How neerc the tidings ofour comfort is. Icannot but be fad ; fo heauy fad.
Wit. Nay let vs fhare thy thoughts, as thou daft ours As though on thinking on no thought I thinke,
Rof. Be confident to fpeake Northumberland, Makes me with heauy nothing faint and ftirinke.
We three, are but thy felte,and fpeaking fo, bnfh. ’Tis nothing but conceit (my gracious Lady.)
) ~ Qucenc.
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The life and death ofTfchard thefecond .

Qjt ’Tis nothing lcflt : conceit is ftill deriu’d Ser. An houre before I
came, the Dutcheffe di’de»
Fromfbme mine is not fo,
fore- father greefe, Tor. Heau’n for his mercy,
what a tide of woes
For nothing hath begot my fomething greefe^ •
Come rufhing on this wofull Land at once ?
Or fomething, hath the nothing that I greeue, I know not what to do : I would to heauen

’Tis in reuerfion that I do poffefle, (So my vntrurh had not prouok’d him to it)
But what it is, that is not yet knowne, what The King had cut off my head with my brothers.
I cannot name, ’ti» namelcffe woe I wot. What, are there poftes difpatcht for Ireland ?
Enter Greene How fhall we do for money forthefe warres ?/
Gree, Heauen faueycur Maiefty, and wel metGer.tle- Come lifter (Cozen I would fay) pray pardon me.
I hope the King is not yet fhipt for Ireland. (men: Go fellow, get thee home, poomde fomc Carts,
Qyg Why hop’ft thou fo? Tis better hope he is : And bring away the Armour that is there.)
For his defignes craue haft, his haft good hope, Gentlemen, will you mufter men ?
Then wherefore hope he is not fhipt ?
dolt thou Iff know how, or which way 30 order thefe affaires
Gre. That he our hope, might haue retyr’d his power, Thus diforderly thruft into my hands,
and driuen into difpaire an enemies hope, Ncner bcleeue me. Boch are my kinfmen,
Who ftrongly hath fee footing in this Land. Th’onc is my Soueraigne, whom both my oath
The bamfh’d BuHmgbrooke repeales himfelfe, And dutie bids defend : th’other againe
And with vp-lifted Armes is fafe arriu’d Is my kinfman,whom the King hath wrong’d,
At Raucnjpurg. Whom confidence, and my kindred bids to right
Qyt. Now God in heauen forbid. Well, fomewhat wc mu ft do Come Cozen,:

Gr. O Madam too true and that

’tis : is worfe. Iledifpofe efy/n:. Gentlemen, go mufter vp your men.
The L. Northumberland, his, yong fonne Hcnrie Vercie , And meet me prefently ar Barkley Caftle:
The Lords of Rojfe, Beanmond, and Wulenghby, I [(hould to P'.sfhy too : but time will not permit.
With all their powrerull friends are fled to him. All is vneuen, and cuery thing is left at fix and fenen. Exit
Bxfls Why haue you Jiot proclaim’d Northumberland Buflo. The wir.de (its faire for newes to go to Ireland,
And the red of the rcuolced fadhen, Traitors ? But none returnes For vs to leuy power
:

Gre. We haue: whereupon the Earle of Worccfler Proportionable to th’eneniy, is all impofsible.
Hath broke his ftaffe, reflgn’d his Stcwardfliip, Cjr. Belides our neeaenefle to the King in loue.

And al the hcufhold feruants fled with him to Bulltn brooks Is neere the hate of chofe loue not the King .

Qu. So Cjreene thou art the midwife of my woe,

,
Ta And that s the watering Commons, for theirlcue
^\nd Bttlhnbrooke my fotrowes difmall heyre : Lirs in their purfes, and who fo empties them.
Now hath my foule brought forth her prodegie, By fo much fils their hearts with deadly hate.
And I gasping new deliuered mother,
a Bulb. Wherein the king Hands generally condemn’d
Haue woe to woe,l"orrow to iorrow ioyn’d. Bag. Ifiudgement lye in them, then fo do we,
Bnlh. Difpaire noc Madam. Becaufc w e haue bcene euer neere the King.
Qu. Who (Trail hinder me ? Gr. Well; I will for refuge ftraight to Briftoll Caftle,
and be at enmitie
I will difpaire, The Earle of Wiltfhirc is alreadie there.
With couzening hope he is a Flatterer, ;
Bulb. Thither will I with you, for little office
A Parafue, a keeper backe of death, Will the hateful! Commons performe for vs.
Who gently would diflblue the bands oflife. Except like Curres, to tcare vs all in pecces ,•

Which falie hopes linger in extremity. Willycw go along with vs ?

Enter Tor^e Bag. No, I will to Ireland to his Maicftic:
Gre. Heere comes the DukcofYorke. Farewell, ifheartsprefagesbenot vainc.
Qpi. W
ith fignes ofwarre about his aged necke, We three here part, thacneu’r fhall meet e againe.
Oh full of carefull bufineffe are his lookes Bu. That’s as Yorkethriuestobcateback Bullinbroke
Vncle, for heauens fake fpeake comfortable words Gr. Alas poore Duke, the taske he vndertakes
Tor. Comfort’s in heauen, and we are on the earth, Is numbring fands.and drinking Oceans dric.
Where nothing liues but erodes, care and greefe :t Where one on his (fde fights. thoufands will flyc.
Your husband he is gone to faue farre off, Bujb. Farewell .tt once, for once, for all, and euer.
Whiltt others come to make him loofe at home Well,weimy mecte agair.e.
Heere am I left to vnder-prop his Land, Bag. I fearc me neuer. Exit.
Who wcakc with age, cannot fupport my felfe
Now comes the fleke hourc that his furfet made.
Now fhall he try his friends that flattered him.
Enter a fermnt. Serna Tertia .
Ser. My Lord, your (onne was gone before I came.
Tor. He was why fo go all which way it will
:
:

The Nobler they are fled, the Commons they are cold. Enter the Duke of Hereford and Northum- ,

And will 1 feare reuolc on Hcrfords fide. berland.

Sirra,get thee to Plathie to my lifter Glofter,
Bid her fend me prelcntly a thoufand pound, Bui.How farre is it my Lord to Berkley now ?
Hold,takemy Ring. Nor. Belceue me noble Lord,
Ser. Mv L tH, I had forgot lam a ftrangerheerc inGIoufterfhire,
Totellyour l.ordfhip, to day 1 came by, and call’d there, Thefc high vvilde hillcs, and rough vnecuen waies,
•But fti 11 oreeue you to report the reft.
I Drawes out our miles, and makes them wcarifome;
Tor. What is't knaue ? And yet our faitc difeourfe hath bcene as fugar,
Mak in
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31 The life and death of Tfehard thefecond.

Making the hard Way fweet and deletRablc Enter Barkely.
But bethinke me, what a wearie way
l North. my Lord of Barkely, *s I ghefie.
It is

From Rauenfpurgh to Cotcfhold will be found. Bark. My Lord of Hereford, my Meffage is to you.
In Rojfe and IP'tlloughhy ,wzm\no your companic. Bull. My Lord,my Anlwere is to Lancafitr,
Which I proteft hath very much beguild And I am come to feeke that Name in England,
The tedioufne(Te,and proccfie of my trauell And 1 muft finde that Title in your T ongue.
But theirs is lwectncd with the hope to hauc Before I make reply to aught you fay.
The prefent benefit that I poflefle ; Bark. Miltakc me not, my Lordftis not my meaning
And hope to ioy, is little leffe in ioy. To raze one Title of yourHonerout.
Then hope enioy’d By this, the wcarie Lords
: To you, my Lord, I come (what Lord you will)
Shall make their way feerne ihort,as mine hath done. From the mold gl _>riou$ of this Land,
By fighc of what 1 haue, your Noble Companic. The Duke ofYorke,to know wiiat pricks you on
Bull. Of much IclTe value is my Companic, To take aduantageof the abfent time.
Then your good words but who comes here i : And fright ourNatiuc Peace with felfe-borne Armej.
Enter H. fercie. Enter Tot ke.
North It is my Sonne, young Harry Fercie,
. Bull. 1 fhall not need tranfport my words by you.
Sent from my Brother IWorcefter.: Whence foeuer. Here comes hisGrace in Perfon. My Noble Vncklc.
Harry ,how faresyour Vncklc? Torl^. Shew me thy humble heart, and not thy knee,
Percte. I had thought, my Lord, to hauc Iearn’d his Whofe dime is deceiuable,and falfc.
health of you. Bull My gracious Vncklc.
North. Why,is he not with the Quecne? Torkj Tur, utjGrace me no Grace norVnckieme,
Terete. No,my good Lord,lie hath forlook the Court, I am no Tray tors VncMe and chat word Grace,
;

Broken his Staft'e of Officc,and difperft In anvngracious mouth, is but prqphane.

The Houfeholdcf the King. Why haue thele banifh d and lotbnldcn Legges,
North. What was his reafon ? Dat’d once to touch j Duff of Englands Ground i
He was not fo refolii’d,when we lift fpnkc together. But more then why, why haue they dar'd to march
Percte. Becaufeyour Lordlnip was proclaimed Traitor. So many miles vpon her peacefuii Bcifone,
But hee, my Lord, is gone to Rauenfpurgh, Frighting her palc-fac’d Villages with Warre,
To offer feruice Duke of Hereford,
to the And oftentation of dclpifed Armies ?
And by Barkely, to difeouer
lent rue ouer Corn'll thou became th’ancynred King is hence?
What powert’ne Duke of Ycrke had leuied there. Why foolifh Boy, the King is left behind,
Then with diredlioti to repaire to Rauenfpurgh. And in my loyall Bofome lyes his power.
H3ueyou forgot the Duke ofHcrctord'Boy.)
Blorth. Were I but now the Lord of filch hot youth.
Percie. No,fry good Lord for that is not forgot As when braue Gaunt , thy Father, and my fclfc
;

Which nc’re I did remember to my knowledge, : Relcued the BlackPrsnce.thzz yong tJMars of men.
I ncuer inmy life did looke cn him. From forth the Rankes of many thoul'and French
North. Then Icarne to know him now : this is the Oh then, how quickly fhould this A’ me of mine.
Duke. Now PrifonertotbePulfii^chaRife tlice.
Percie » My gracious
Lord, I tender you my feruice. And mimfler eorredfion to thy Fault.
Such as it is, being tender, raw,and young. Bull. My gracious Viickle,lec me kncvvmy Fault,
Which cider dayes fhall ripen, and confirme On what Condition Bands it,and wherein ?
To mote approued fcrtiice.and dcfcir. Fork; Euen in Condition of the wont degree.
Bull I thanke thee gentle Percte, and be fure
. In giofieRebd!ion,and deceited Treafon ;

I count my lelfc in nothing dfe fo happy. Thou man, and here arc come
art a banifh’d

As in a Soule remembring my good Friends Before th’expiracion of thy time,

And as my Fortune ripens with thy Loue, In brauing Atmes again!! thy Soueraigne.
It fhall be ftill thy true Loues recompence, Bull.As I was banifh’d,I was banifh’d Hereford,
My Heart this Couenant makes, my Hand thus feales it. But as I come, I come for Laucafier.
North. How farre is it to Barkely ? and what ftirre And Noble VnckleJ befccchyour Grate
Kecoes good old ?o?^#there,with his Men ofWarre ? Looke on my Wrongs with an indifferent eye:
Percie. There fhnds the Cafile.by yond tuft ofT’rces, Y ou are my Father, for me thinkes in you
Mantl’d with three hundred men, as I haue heard, } (ee old (jaunt aliue. Oh then my Father,
And in it arc the Lords of Torke, Barkely, and Seymor , Will you permit. that I fhall Rand condemn’d
None ell'e of Name, and noble eftimate. A wandring Vagabond ; my Rights and Royalties
Enter Rojfe and Willoughby. Plucfcc from my armes perforcc,and gmcnaw3y
North. Here come the Lords of RoJJ'e and If^iHoughby , To vpftart Vnchriftsf Wherefore w as I borne i
Bloody with fpurring.fierie red with hafte. If that my CoufinKirg,beKing of England,
Bull. Welcome my Lords, I woe your loue purfues It muR be graunted,] am Duke of Lancaftcr.

A bamflit Tray tor ; all my Treafurie You haue a ^onne , Aumerlc my Noble Kiniman,
Is yet but vnfelt thankes, which more enrich'd. Had you firft died, and he beene thus trod downe.
Shall beyotn loue, and labours recompence. He fliould haue found his Vnckle Gaunt a Father,
Rojf. Y our pretence makes vs rich,moft Noble Lord. To rowze his Wrongs, and chafe them to the bay.
Ifi'tllo. And farre furtnounts our labou# to attaine it. I am denyde to foe my Liucric here.

'Bull. Euermore thankes,th’Exchequerof the poore. Ana yet my Letters Patents giue me Icaue
Which till my infant-fortune comes to yeeres, My Fathers goods are all diRraynciand fold,
Stands tor my Bountie : but who comes here ? And thefe,and all,arc all aimfie imployd.
What
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What would you haue me doe ? I am a Subierft, Sal. Ah Richard, with eyes of hcauie mind,
And challenge Law Attorneyes are deny’d me
: I fee thy Glory,likc a (hooting Starre,
And therefore perfonally I lay my claime Fall to the bafe Earth,from the Firmament :

To my Inheritance of free Difcent. Thy Sunnefets weeping in the lowly Weft,

North. The Noble Duke hath been too much abus’d. Witnelflng Stormcs to come,Woe,a‘nd Vnreft :

Rojf. 11 (lands your Grace vpon,to doc

him right. Thy Friends are fled, to wait vpon thy Foes,
W'tUo. Bafe men by his endowments are made great. And croflely to thy good, all fortune goes. Exit ,

Tork. My Lord* of England, let me tell you this,

I haue had feeling of my Cofens Wrongs,
And labour’d all I could to doe him right
But i|this kind,to come in brauing Armes,

Be owneCaruer,and cut our his way,

his aJ'ctus T'ertius. ScenaTrima.
To find out Right with Wrongs, it may not be ;

And you that doe abett him in this kind,

Cherifh Rebellion, and ate Rebels all.
North. The Noble Duke hath fwornc his comming is c
Enter BttHi»gbrooke,Torke ) Northttmherland,
But forhisowne; and for the right of that. RoJfe.Perae, Willoughby, with ‘Bufhte
Wee all haue ftrongly fworne to giue him ayd, and Greene Vrijoners,
And.lec him neu'r fee Ioy.that breakes that Oath,
Torkj Well .well, 1 fee the iffue of the e Armes, Bring forth thefe men
'Bull.
I cannot mend ir,I muft needes conftffe, Bupne and (jreene I will not vex your foules,
,

Bccaufe my power is weake, and all ill left Since prefcntly your foules muft part your bodies)
(
But if I could,by him that gaue me life, With too much vrging your pernitious liues.
I would attach you all, and make you floope
For ’twe e no Charitie : yet to wafli your blood
Vnto the Scueraigne Mercy of the King. From off my hands, here in the view of mem,
But fince I cannot.be it knowne to you, I will vnfold fome caufes of your deaths.
I doe remaine as Neuter. So fare you well,
You haue mis-led a Prince, a Royall King,
Vnleffe you pleafe to enter in the Caftle,
A happie Gentleman in Blood, and Lineaments,
And there repol'e you for this Night. By you vnhnppied,and disfigur’d cleane
’Bull. An Vnckle :bat wee will accept
offer ;
Y ou haue in manner with your finfull houres
But wee muft vvinne your Grace to goe wiija vs Made a Diuorce betwixt his Queenc and him,
*
To Briftow Cafflc, which they lay is held Broke the poffcflion of 3 Royal! Bed,
By Bvfl}ic,Bagct,and their Complices, And ftayn’d the beautie of a faire Queene 3 Cheekes,
The Caterpillers of the Commonwealth, With teares drawn fro her eyes, with your foule wrongs.
Which I haue fwornc to weed, and pluckc away. My felfe a Prince.by fortune of my birth,
Torkj It may be I will go with you: but yet ile pawfe.
Neere to the King in blood,and rleere in Ioue,
For I am- loth to breake our Countries Lawes you did make him mif-interprete me,
Till
Nor Friends, nor Foes, to me welcome you are. Haue ftoopt my neck vnder your iniuries. (
Things paft redre(Te,are now with me paft care. Exeunt.
And figh’d my Englifli breach Clouds, in forraine
Eating the bitter bread of banifhmenc ;
While you haue fed vpon my Scignories,
Dif-p3rk’d my Parkes,and fell’d my Forreft Woods
Scoena Quarta. From mine ownc Windowes torne my HoufeholdCoat,
Rax'd out my Impreffe,leauing me no figne,
Saue mens opinions,and my liuing blood,
W
T o fhew the odd lama Gentleman.
This, and much more, much more then twice all this,
Enter Salisbury, and a Captaine.
Condcmnes you to the death : fee them dcliuercd ouer
Toexecucion,andthehandef death,
Capt. My Lord of Salisbury, we haue flayd ten dayes, Btifhie. More welcome is the ftroake of death to me.
And hardly kept our Countreymen together,
Then Tjullingbrooke to England.
Ahd yet we heare no tidings from the King
Greene. My -omfort is,that Heauen will takeout foules,
Therefore we will difperfe our (clues : farewell. And plague Iniuftice with the paines of Hell.
Stay yCt another day, thou truftie Welchman,
Sai.
Bull. My Lord Northumberland, fee them difpatch’d
The King repofeth all his confidence in thee.
Vnckle,you fay the Queenc is ar your Houfe,
Capt. Tis thought the King is dead, we will not ftay
For Heauens fake fairely let her be entreated,
The Bay-trees in our Countrey all are wither’d.
Tell her I fend to her rrty kind commends s
And Meteors fright the fixed Starrcs of Heatien
T ake fpcciall care my Greetings be dcliucr’d.
The pale-fac’d Moone lookes bloody on the Earth,
And leane-look’d Prophets whifper tearefull change
Tori A Gentleman of mine 1 haue difpacch’d
With Letters of your loue,to her at large.
Rich men looke fad, and Ruffians dance and leape,
Thankcs gentle Vnckle come Lords away,
Bull. :
The one in feare,co loofe what they enioy.
To fight with Glendowe, and his Complices
The other to enioyjay Rage,and Wane:
A while to workc,and after holliday,
Thefe flgnes. fore-run the death of Kings.
Sxemi.
Farewell, our Countreymen aregone and fled,-
As well affur’d Richard their King is dead. Exit,
Sccena
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A glorious Angcll : then if Angels fight,
Weake men muft fall, for Heauen ftill guards the right*
Enter Salisbury.
Scena Secunda, Welcome my Lord, how farre offlyes your Power ?
Salub. Nor neere, nor farther off, my gracious Lord,
Then this weake arme difeomfort guides my tongue,
;

And bids me fpcake of nothing but defpaire

Drums : Flour ijk, and Colours, One day too late, I feare (my Noble Lord)
Hath clouded all thy happie dayes on Earth
Enter Richard} Aur/3erle,Cnrlile, and Sonldiers. Oh call backe Y efterday, bid Time returne.
And thou lhalt haue eweluc thoufand fighting men
Rich. Barkloughiy Caftle cal! you this at hand? T o day, to day,vnhappie day too late
Ate. Yc3,my Lord : how brooks your Grace the ayre, Orethrowes thy Ioycs, Friends, Fortune,and thy State;
Afteryour htc tolling on the breaking Seas ? For all the W
elchmen hearing thou were dead.
Rich. Needs mu ft 1 like it well Iwccpeforioy
: Are gone to B ullingbrooke, difper ft, and fled.
To ftand vpon my Kingdoms once agame. Aum. Comforc my Liege, why lookes your Grace fo
Deere Earth, I doe falute thee vvich my hand. pale?
Though Rebels wound thee with their Horfes hoofes ‘Rich. But now the blood of twentie thoufand men
As a long parted Mother with her Child, Did triumph my face,and they are fled.
in
Playes fondly with her tearcs,3nd fmiles in meeting And till fo much blood thither come againe,
So weeping, fouling, greet I thee my Earth, Haue I not reafon to looke pale, and dead ?

And doe thee fauor with my Royall hands. All Soules that will be fate, flye from my fide,
Feed not thy Soueraignes Foe,my gentle Earth, For Time hath fet a blot vpon nay pride,
Nor with thy Sweetes, comfort his rauenous fence tAum. Comfort my Liege, remember w ho you are.
But let thy Spiders, that fuck vp thy Vcnome, Rich. I had forgot my felfe. Am I not King?
And heauie-gated Toades lye in their way, Awake thou fluggard Maiefhe,thoufleepeft :

Doing annoyance to the trecherous feete. Is Name foi tie thoufand Names?
not the Kings
Which wich vfurping fteps doc trample thee. Arme, arme my Name a p-’nie fubiefHlrikes :

Yeeld ftingins Nettles to mine Enemies At thy great glory. Looke not to the ground.
And when they from thy Bofome pluck a Flower, Ye Fatioritesof a King: are wee not high f
Guard it I prethec with a lurking Adder, High be aur thoughts I know my Vncklc Toke:

Whofe double tongue may with a mortal! touch Hath Powerenough to ferueour turnc.
Throw Jeach vpon thy Soueraignes Enemies. But who comes here i Enter Scroope.
Mock not my fenceleffe Coniuratioh, Lords Scroope. More health and happineffe betide my Liege,
This Earth fhnll haue a feeling, and thefe Stones Then can my care-tun'd tongue deliuer him.
Proue armed Souldiers,ere her Natiue King Rich. Mine care is open, and my heart ptepar’d :

Shall falter vnder foule Rebellious Armcs. The word is worldly Ioffe, thou canft vnfold:
Car. Feare not my Lord, that Power that made you King my Kmgdome I oft? why ’twas my Care:
Say, Is
Hath power to keepe you King, in fpight of all. And what Ioffe is it to be rid of Care ?
Aum. He meane»,my Lord, that we are too remiffe, Scriues BuHingbrooke to be as Great as wee i
Whileft through our fecuritic, Greater he fhall not be : If hee ferueGod, .

Growes ftrong and great, in fnbftance and in friends. Wee’l lerue him too, and be his Fellow fo.
Rich. Difcomfortable Coufin.knoweft thou not, Reuolt ourSubie&srThac we cannot mend,
That when the featching Eye of Heauen is hid They breake their Faith toGod,as well as vs :
Behind the Globe, that lights the lower World, Cry W
oe,DdTruction,Ruinc,Loffe,Decay,
Then Theeucs and Robbers ratinge abroad vnfeene. The vvotftis Death,and Death will haue his day.
In Murthers and in Out-rage bloody here : Scroope. Glad am I, that your Highneffe is fo arm’d
Buc when from vnder this Terreftriall Ball To bearc the tidings of Calamitie.
He fires the prowd cops of the Eafterne Pines, Like an vnfeafonable fiormie day,
And darts his Lightning through en’ry guiltie hole. Which make the Siluer Raters drowne their Shores,
Then Murthers, Treafons, and detefted finnes As if the World were all diffolu’d to teares
(The Closke of Night being pluckt from off their backs) So high,aboue his Limits,fwells the Rage
Stand bare and naked, trembling at themfelues. Of B ullingbrooke ,couerirg your fearefull Land
So when this Thcefe.this Traytor BuHingbrooke, Wich hard bright Steele, and hearts harder then Steele:
Who all this while hath reuell’d in the Night, White Beares haue arm’d their thin and hairelefle Scalps,

Shall fee vs riling in our Throne,the Eaft, Againft thy Maieftie,and Boyes with Womens Voyces,
HisTreafonswill fit blufhing in his face, Striueto fpeakebigge, and ciap their female ioints
Not able to endure the fight of Day ; In ft'ffe vnwieldie Armes : againft thy Crowuc- '

But felfe-affrighted, tremble at his finne. Thy very Beadf-men learne to bend their Bowes
Not ..11 theW ater in the rough rude Sea Of double farall Ejgh againft thy State :

Can wafh the Baltne from anarioynted King Yea Diftaffe-Women manageruftieBills:
The breath of worldly men cannot depofe Againft thy Seat both young and old rebell.
The Deputie defied by’the Lord: And goes worfe then I haue power co tell.
all

For euery man that Bnlhngbrooke hath preit, Too well, too well thou cell’d a Tal? fo ill.
Rich.

To lift fhrewd Steele againft our Golden Crowr.e, Where is the Earle of WiltthirePwhere is Baget ?
Heauen for his Richard hath in heautnly pay What is become of Bufhie} where is Greene ?
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That they hauc let the dangerous Enemie To change Blowcs with thee,for our d3y ofDoome
Meafure our Confines with fuch peaceful! fteps ? This ague fit of fearc is ouer-blowne.
If we preuaile, their heads dull pay for it. An eafic taskc it is to winr.e our owne.
I warrant they haue made peace with 'Bullingbrooke. Say Scroope, where lyes our Vnckle with his Power ?
Scroope. Peace haue they made with him indeede (my Speakc fwectly man, although thy lookes be fo wre.
Lord.) Scroope Men iudge by the complexion of theSkie
Rich. Oh Villains, Vipers, damn’d without redemption, The date and inclination of the day
Doggei,eafily woon to fawne on any man, So may you by my dull and heauie Eye :
Snakes in my heart blood warm’d, that fling my heart, My Tongue hath but a heauierTalc to fay:
Three Iudafles,each one thrice worfe then Indus , I play theTorturer,by fmall and fmall
Would they make peace? terrible Hell make warre Tolengthen out the word, that mud be fpoken.
Vpon their fpotted Soules for this Offence. Your Vnckle Torke is ioyn’d with BuHwgbroohe,
Scroope. ^Sweet Loue(I fee) changing his propertie, And all your Northcrne Cadies ycelded vp,
T urnes to the fowrelf ,and moll deadly hate : And all your Souchcrne Gentlemen in Armes
Againe vneurfe their Soules ; their peace is made Vpon his Faftion.
With Heads, and not with Hands: thofe whom you curfe Rich. Thou had Laid enough.
Hauc felt the worfl of Deaths deflroying hand, Befhrew thee Coufin, which didd lead me forth
And lye full Iow,grau'd in the hollow ground. Of that fweet way I was in, to defpaire :

Anm. Is Bujhte, Greene, and the Earle of Wiltfiiire What fay you now ? What comfort haue we now i
dead i By Heauen lie hate him eucrladingly.
Scroope. Yea. all of them at Briflow off their heads.1 That bids me be of comfort any more.
Aunt. Where is the Duke my Father with his Power? Goe to Flint Cadle, there He pine away,
Rich. No matter where of comfort no man fpeake
;
A King, Woes flaue, fhall Kingly Woe obey
Let’s talke ofGraues,of Wormes.and Epitaphs, That Power I haue,di(charge,and let ’em goe
Make Dud our Paper, and with Raynie eyes To eare the Land, that hath fome hope to grow.
Write Sorrow on the Bolomc of the Earth. For I haue none. Let no man fpeake againe
Let’s chufc Executors, and talke of Wills To alter this, for counfaile is but vaine.
And yet not fo what can we bequeath,
;
for Aum. My Liege, one word.
Saue our depofed bodies to the ground ? He does me double wrong,
Rich .

Our Lands,our Liues,andall arc Bullmgbrookes, That wounds me with the flatteries of his tongue.
And nothing can we call our owne,but Death, Difcharge my followers icrjhem hence away,
:

And that final! Modell of the barren Earth, From Richards Night,to Batiingbroohes faire Day.
Which ferues as Pafie and Couer to our Bones
( : Exeunt,
For Hcauens fake fit vpon the ground.
let vs

And tell of the death ofKings

fad dories :

How fomc haue been depos’d, fome dainc in warre.

Some haunted by the Ghods they haue depos'd. Scama Tertia .
Some poy fon’d by their Wiues,fome deeping kill’d.
All murther’d. Fot withinlhe hollow Crowne
That rounds the mortall T cmplcs of a King, Enter with Drum and Colour s ^BuUingbrooke,
Keepes Death his Court,and there the Antique fits Torke^Northumberiand, A ttendants .

Scoffing his State, and grinning at his Pompe,

Allowing him a breath.a little Scene, 'Bull. So that by this intelligence we learne
To Monarchize,be fear’d, and kill with lookes, The Welchmen are difpers’d,and Salisbury
Infjfinghim with felfe and vaine conceit, Isgone to meet the King, who lately landed
As if this Flefh, which walls about our Life, With fome few priuate friends, vpon thisCoad.
Were Braffe impregnable and humor’d thus.
: North. The newts is very faire and good, my Lord,
Comes at the lad, and with a little Pinne Richard not farre from hence.hath hid his head.
,

Bores through his Cadle Walls, and farwell King. Tori >. It would befeems the Lord Northumberland,
Couer yourhe3ds,and mock notflefh and blood To fay King Richard: alack the heauie day.
With folemncReucrencc: throw away RefpcrR, When fuch a facred King fhould hide his head.
Tradition, Forme, and Ceremonious dutie, North. YourGracemidakes : onely tobe briefe.
Foryouhaue but midookemeall this while Left I his Title out.
I liue with Bread like you, feele Want, York. The time hath beene,
TadeGriefe,need Friends fubie&cd thus.
: W ould you hauc beene fo briefe with him, be would
How can you fay to me, lama King ? Haue beene fo briefe with you, to (horten you.
Carl.My Lord,wife men ne’re waile their prefenc woes, For taking fo the Head,your whole heads length.
But prclently preuent the wayes to waile : 'Bull. Midake not (Vnckle) farther then you fhould.
Tofeare theFoc,fincc feare oppredeth drength, Tork- Takenot(good Coufin)farthcrthen you fliould.
Giues in your weakenefle, drength vnto your Foe Lead you midake the Hcauens arc ore your bead.
Feare,and be daine,no worfe can come to fight, BuH. I know it(Vnckle)and oppofc not my felfe
And fight and die, is death deftroying death, '
Againd their will. But who comes here?
Where fearing,dyrng,payesdearh leruile breath. Enter Vercie.
Aum. My Father hath a Power,cnquircofhim, W elcome Harry: what, will not this Cadle yeeld?
And learne to make a Body of a Limbe. Per. The Cadle royally is mann’d,my Lord,
Rich. Thou chid'ft me well: proud 'Bulhngbrooke I come Againd thy entrance.
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Bull. Royally i Why jit containes no King ? Armies of Pedilcnce, and they dial! ftrike
Per. Yes (my good Lord) Y our Children yet vnborne,and vnbegot,
It doth containe a King King Richard lyes
: That lift your Vaffall Hands againft my Head,
Within the limits of yond Lime and Stone, And threat the Glory of my precious Crownc.
And with him,the Lord Aumerle, Lord Salisbury , T ell Bullingbrooke, for yond me thinkes he is.
Sir Stephen Scroope, bcfides a Clergie man That euery dride he makes vpon my Land,
Of holy rcuerencc ; who,I cannot learne. Is dangerous Treafon : He is come to ope
North. Oh, belike it is the Bifhop of Carlile. The purple Tedament of bleeding Warrej
‘

Bull Noble Lord,

.
But ere the Crowne he lookes for,liue in peace.
Goe to the rude Ribs of that ancient Cadle, Ten thoufand bloody crownes of Mothers Sonnes
Through Brazen Trumpet fend the breath of Parle Shallill become the dower of Englands face,

Into his ruin’d Eares, and thus dcliucr Change the complexion of hcrMaid-palePeace
Henry Bullingbrooke vpon his knees doth kifle To Scarlet Indignation, and bedew
King Richards hand,and fends ollcgeancc Her Pallors Grade with faithfull Englifh Blood.
And true faith of heart to his Royall Pcrlon: hither come North. The King ofHeauen torbid our Lord the King
Euen at his feet.to lay my Armes and Power, Should fo with ciuill and vnciuill Armes
Prouided,that my Banifhment repeal’d. Be rufli’d vpon : Thy thrice-noble Coufin,
And Lands veftor’d againe,be freely graunted Harry 'Bullingbrooke, doth humbly kifle thy hand.
If not, lie vfe th'aduantage of my Power, And by the Honorable Tombe he fweares,
And lay the Summers dull with fhowers of blood, That (lands vpon your Royall Grandfues Bones,
Rayn’d from the wounds of llaughcer’d Enghfhmcn And by the Royalties of both your Bloods,
The which,how farrc off from the mind of Bullingbrooke (Currents that fpring from one mod gracious Head)
It is, fuch Crimfon Temped fhould bedrench And by the buried Hand of Warlike Gaunt ,
The frefh grcenc Lap of faire King Richards Land, And by the Worth and Honor of hrmfclfc,
My ftooping dutie tenderly fhall fhew. Comprising all that may be fworne,or faid,
Goe fignifie as much, while here we march His comming hither hath no further lcope.
Vpon thcGraflie Carpet of this Plainer Then for his Lincall Iloyalties.and to begge
Let’s march without the noyfc of threatning Drum, Infranchilement immediate on his knees
That from this Cadies tatter’d Battlements Which on thy Royall partte graunted once.
Our faire Appointments may be well perus'd. His glittering Armes he will commend to’Ruft,
Me thinkes King Richard and my lelfc fhould meet His barbed Steedes to Scabies, and his heart
Withnolefie terror then the Elements To faithfull fcruice of your Maiedie .•

Of Fire and Water, when their thundring fmoake This fweares he^as he is a Prince, is iud,
At meeting teares the cloudie Cheekes of Heauen And as I am a Gentleman, I credic him.
Behetiie fire, lie be the yeelding Water; Rich. NorthumberlandSay thus : The Kmg reuirr.es, V
The Rage be his-wbile on the Earth I raine His Noble Coufin is right welcome hither,
My Waters on the Earth, and not on him. 1
And all the number of his faire demands

March on, and markeKing fyrWW how he lookes. Shall be accomplifh’d without ccncradndiou :

Parle without, and anfweie within : then a Flourtfb. With all the gracious vttcrance thou had,
Enter on the Walls , Richard, Carltle Aumerle} Scroop ,
,
Speake to his gentle hearing kind commends.
Salisbury. We doe debate our telfe(Coufin)rioe yve nor,
King Richard doth himfelfc appeare
See,fee, T o looke fo poorely.and to fpeake fo faire?
As doth the blufhing difeontented Sunne, Shall we call back Northumberland, and fend
From out the fierie Portall of the Ead, Defiance to the Traytor,and fo die?
When he perceiues the enuious Clouds are bent y^w^No,good my Lord.let’s fight with gentle words,
Todimme his glory ,and todaine the r a dt t Till time lend friends.and fiiends their helpeful Swords.!
Of his bright paflageto the Occident. Rich. OiiGod.oh God, that crethis congueofmine,
York. Yec lookes he like a King behold his Eye : That layd the Sentence ofdread Banifhment
(As bright as is the Eagles) lightens forth On yond prewd man, fhould take it off againe
Controlling Maiedie alack, alack,for woe,
: With words of tooth Oh that I were as great
:

Xhat any hanne fhould daine fo faire a drew. As is my Griefe,or lefler then my Name,
Rich. Wee arc amaz’d,and thus long hauc we Rood Or that I could forget what I haue beene.
To watch the fearefull bending of thy knee, Or not remember what 1 mud be now :

Bccaufe we thought our fclfc thy lawfull King Swcll’d thou prowd heart? lie giue thee fcope to beat,
And if we be,how dare thy ioynts forget Since Foes haue fcope to beat both thee and me.
To pav their awfull dutie to our prefence ? Aum. Northumberland comes backe from Bulling-
If we be not, fhew V3 the Hand of God, brooke.
That hath difmifs’d from our Stewardfhip,
vs Rich. What mud the King doc now?muft he fubmitf
For well wee know,no Hand of Blood and Bone The King fhall doe it Mud he be depos’d i
:
OH
Can gripe the facred Handle of our Scepter, The King fhall be contented: Mufthcloofe
Vnlefle.he doe prophane, deale, or vfurpe. The Name of King l o’ Gods Name let it goe.
And though you thinke,thac all, as you haue done, lie giue my Iewels for a feet of Beades,
Haue corne their Soules, by turning them from vs, My gorgeous Pallace,for a Hermitage,
And we are barren, and bereft of Friends My gay Apparrcll,for an Almes-mans Gowne,
Yet know,my Mader,God Omnipotent, My figur’d Goblets, for a Difh of Wood,
Is madring in his Clouds, on our bchalfe. My Scepter, for a Palmers walking Staffe,
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My Subie£ts,for a payrc of earned Saints,
And my large Kingdome,for a little Grauc,
A little little Grauc,an obfeure Graue.
Orllebeburycd in the Kings high-way.
Someway of common Trade, where Subiedls feet
May howrely trample on their Soueraignes Head
For on my heart they tread now.whilcft I liue
And buryed once, why not vpon my Head ? Enter the Queene, and two Ladies.
tsfumcrle, thou weep’ll(my tender-hearted Coufin)
Wee’lemakefoule Weather with dcfpifedTearcs: Qu. What fport fhall we deuife here in this Garden,
Our fighes,and they, fball lodge the Summer Come, To dnue 3way the beauie thought of Care ?
And male a Dearth in this reuolting Land, La. Madamc,wee’lcploy at Bowles.
Or (Hall we play the Wantons with our Woes, Cn-’Twill make me thinke the World is full of Rubs,
And make fome prettie Match,with {bedding Tearcs ? And that my fortune runnes againft the Byas,
As thus : to drop them ftillvpon one place, La. Madame, wee'le Dance.
haue fretted vs a
Till they payre of Graues, My Legges can keepe no mcafure in Delight,
Within the Earth: and therein hy’d, there lyes When my pome Hearc no mcafure keepcs in Griefe.
TwoKinfmcn,digg’d their Graues with weeping Eyes? Therefore noDancing(Girle) lome other lport.
Would not this iil,doc well ? Well,wcll,I lee La. Madamejwec’ie tell Tales,
I talke but idly,ancfyou at mce, mock fit*. Of Sorrow, or of Griefe ?
Moftmightie Prince, my Lord Horthumbcrlar.d, La. Of eyther, Madame.
Whac fayes King BuUtngbrookft Will his Maieflie fftt. Ofneyther,Giric.
Giue Richard leauctoliue.till Richard d'\ci For if of Iov, being altogether wanting,
You make a Legge,and BuHinobroobe fayes I. It doth remember me the more of Sorrow

North. My Lord,in the be* a Court he doth attend Or if of Griefe, being altogether had,
To fpeake with you, may it plcafe you to come downe. Iraddcs more Sorrow to my want of Ioy
Rich. Downe,downe I come,like glift’ring Phaeton, For what I haue, I need not to repeat;
Wanting manage of vnruly ] ades.
the And whac I W3nc,it bootes not to complaine.
In the bafe Court ? bafe Courc,where Kings grow bafe. La. Madame, He fing.
To come at Traytors Calls,and doe them Grace. Jgu.’Tis w ell that thou hafl caufe
In the bafe Court come down: down Court, down King, But thou fhould’fl plcafe me bec;er,would’ft thou wcepe.
Fornight-Owis fbrike, where mouringLarks Ibould fing. La. I could wcepe, Madame, would it doe you good.
'Bud. What fayes his Maieflie ? ffu. And I could fing, would weeping doe me good.
North. Sorrow, and griefc of heart And neuer borrow any Teare of thee.
Makes him fpeake fondly,likc a frantick man: Eater a Gardiner , and two Seruants
Yet he is come. But flay, here comes the Gardiners,
Bull. Stand all apart. Let’s fiep into the fhadowot theie Trees.
And {hew faire ducie to his Maieflie. My wtetchednefle.vnco a Rowe of Pinnes,
My gracious Lord. They’le talke of State: for euery one doth fo,
Rich. Faire Coufin, Againft a Change ; W
oe is fore-runne with Woe.
Youdebafe your Princely Knee, Gard. Goe binde thou vp vond dangling Apricocks>
To make the bafe Earth pro wd with killing it. Which like vnruly Children, make their Syve
Me rather had, my Heart might fcele your Loue, S:oupc with opprefiion of their prodigall weight
Then my vnplcas’d Eye fee your Courtefie. Giue fome fupportance to the bending twigges.
Vp Coufin, vp, your Heart is vp I know. Goe thou.and like an Executioner
Thus high at lcaft, although your Knee be low. Cutoff the heads of too fall growing fprayes.
Bull. My gracious Lord, I come but for mine
-
That looke too loftie in our Common-wealth s
owne. All muft be euen,in our Gouernmcnt-
Rich. Your owne is yours ,
and I am yours, and You thus imploy’d.L will goe root away
all. The noyfome Weedcs,that without profit fuckc
Bull. So farre be mine,my moll redoubted Lord, The Soy les fertilitie from wholefome flowers.
As my true feruice fhall defetue your louc. Ser. Why Ibould we, in the compaffc of a Pale,
Rich. Well you deferu’d Kecpc Law and Forme,and due Proportion*
They well deferue to haue. Shewing as in a Modcll our ftrmc Eftate ?
That know the flrong’ft, and furefl way to get. When our Sca-wallcd Garden, the whole Land,
Vnckle giue me your Hand nay,dric your Eyes, : Is full of Wcedes,bcr faireft Flowers choakt vp.
T cares fhew their Louc, but want their Remedies. Her Fruit-trees all vnpruin’djhcr Hedges ruin’d.
Coufin,! am too young to be your Father, Her Knots diforder'ci,and her wholefome Hcaibcs
Though you are old enough to be my Hcirc. Swarmingwith Catcrpillcrs.
What you will haue.Ile giue, and willing to, Gard. Hold thy peace.
For doe we mufl.whac force will haue vs doe. He that hath fuffer’d this diforder’d Spring,
Set on towards London: Hath now himfelfc met with the Fall of Leafe.
Coufin, fo?is it The Weeds that bis broad-fpreading Leaucs did flatter.
Bull. Yea, my good Lord. That feem’djin eating him, to hold him vp,
Rich. Then I muft not fay, no. Arc pull’d vp, Root and all, by BulUngbrooke ;
Fleuriff. Exeunt. I mcanc.thc Earle of W i\c(hitc t BuJbie,Greenc.
d Ser.What.
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LiS 1 be Life mdDeatb ofpichard the Second.

Ser. What are they dead? Now Bagot , freely fpeake thy minde.
Card. They are, What thou do’ft know ofNoblc Gloufters death :
And BuRingbrookf hith feiz/d the walleful! King. Who wrought with the King, and who perform’d
it

Oh, what pitty is it, that he had not i'o tiim’d The bloody Office of his Timcleffe end.
And dreft his Land, as we this Garden, at time of yeare, Bag. Then fee before my face, the Lord
Aumerle.
And wound the Barke,the skin of our Fruit- trees, Bui. Cofin, Hand forih,and looke vpon that
man."
Leaft being ouer-proud with Sap and Blood, Bag. My Lord Aumerlt, I know yourdaring tongue
With too much riches it confound it felfe ? Scornes to vnfay, what it hath once deliuer’d.
6
Hadhedone fo, to great and growing men. In that dead time, when Gloufters death was plotted,
They might haue liu’d to bcare, and he to tafte I heard you fay Is not my armeofler gth.
Their fruites ofdutie. Superfluous branches That reacheth from the reftfull Englifh Court
We lop away, that bearing boughes may liue: As farre as Callis, co my Vnkles head.
Had he done fo, himiclfe had borne the Crowne, Amongft much other talke, that very time,
Which wafte and idle houres.hath quite thrown downe. I heard you fay, that you had rather refufe*
Ser. What thinke you the King fhall be depos’d ? - The offer ofan hundred rhoufand Crownes
Gar. Depreft he is already, and depos’d Then Bullingbrookes retumeto England ; adding withal!,
’Tis doubted he will be. Letters came laft night How bled this Land would be.in this your Cofins death.
To a deere Friend of the Duke ofYorkes, Aum Pnnces,and Noble Lords
Thac tell blacke tydings. What anfwcr fhall I make to this bafe man ?
' Qtt . Oh I am prefi to death through want of fpeaking: Shall I fo much diftionormy faitcStarres,
Thou old Adams hkeneffe, fet to dreffe this Garden : On equal ternrics to giue him chafticement ?
1

How dares thy harfh rude tongue found this vnpleafing Either I mull, or haue mine honor foyl’d
What Eue? what Serpent hath fuggefled thee, (newes With th’A ttaindor of his fland’rous Lippes.
T o make a fecond fall of curfed man ? There is my Gage, the manuali Seale ofdeath
Why do’ft thou lay, King B^chard is depos'd, That markes thee out tor Hell. Thou lycft.
Dar’ft thou, thou little better thing then earth, And will maintaine what thou haft ft id, isfdfe,
Diuine his downfall ? S.y, where, when, and how I thy heart blood, though being all too bafe
I

Cam'll thou by this jll-tydings ? Spcake ihou wretch. To llaine the temper of my Knightly fword.
Gard Paid >n me Madam, Little ioy haue I But. Bagot fotbc3te, thou (halt not take it vp.
To breath thelc newes; vet wh3t I fay, is tri e j Aum. Excepting one, I would he were the beft
King Richard, he is in the mighty hold In all this prefence, that hath raou d me fo.
Of Bull’rigbr »ike, their Fortunes both are weigh’d : J-itz.. If that thy valour (land on fynpathize
;
Inynur Lo-ds Scale, is nothing but himfelfe. There is my Gage, Aumerle in Gage to thine :
And iome few Vanities, that make him light: By that faive Sunne, that fhewes me whercthou ftand’ft,
But in the Ballance ot great BuRin-brooke, I heard thee fay (and vaunti igly thou fpak'ft it)
Befides hioiftlfe, are all the Engtifh Peeves, That thou wer’t caufe ofNoble Gloufters death,
And with that oddes he weighes King Richard downe. 1 f thou demdl it, twenty ti
res tbou lycft,
Pofte you to London, and you’l finde it fo, And I will turne thy falfhood to thy hart,
I fpeake no more, then eucry one doth know'. Where it was forged with my Rapiers point.
Jjht. Nimble tnifchance, that art lo light offoote, Aum. Thou dar ft not (Coward) liue to fee the day.
D Jth not thy Embaffage belong to me ? TitXj, Now by my Soule, I would it were this hourc.
And am I laft that knowes it ? C)h thou think'ft Aum,
Fitzvater thou art damn’d to hell for this.
To feme me laft, that I may longeflkeepe Aumerle thou lye’ft hi s Honor is astrue
Per. , :

Thy lorrow in my breaft. Come Ladies goe, In this Appeale, as thou art all vniuft
To meet at London, Londons King in woe. And that thou art fo, there I throw my Gage
What was borne to trus
I : that my i d looke, T o proue it on thee, to th’excreameft point
Should grace the Triumph of great Bulhngbrooke. Ofmortall breathing. Seize it, if thou dar'ft.
Gard’ner,for telling me this nrwe« ofwoe, Aum. And if do not, may my Mnds rot off)
1

I would the Plants thou graft’ll, may ueuer gtow. Exit. And neuer brandiffi more reueng Tull Steele,
G Poore Queen, fo that thy State might be no worle, Ouer the glittering Helmet of my Foe.
I would my skill were fubiedlto thy curfe: Surrey My Lord Fttz water :

Heere did fhe drop a teare, heere in this place I do remember well, the very time
He fe£ a Banke ofRew, lowre Hetbc ofGrace: oAumei U, and you did talke.
Rue, eu’n for ruth, heere Ihortly fhall be feene, Fitz. My Lo^rl,
In the remembrance of a Weeping Queene.* Exit. ’Tis very trueYou were in prefence then.
:

And you can witneffe with me, this it true.

Surrey As falfe, by heauen.
As Heauen it lelfe is true.
Achu 0 u trtus.
r
Scoena ‘Trima. Fitz. Surrey, thou Lyeft.
Surrey. D fhonourablcBoy
That Lye, fhall lie fo hcauy on my Sword,
Enter 4: to the Parliament, "BuRinobrooke } Aur»erle} Nor- That it fhall render Vengeance, and Reuenge,
thumb rland, Terete, Ritij-lVater, Surrey ^ffarltle t Abbot Till thou the Lye-giuer, and that Lye, doe lye
ofll^ejlminflcr. tierauld, Ojftcers^and Bagot. In earth as quiet, as thy Fathers Scull.
In proofe whereof, there is mine Honors pawnc.
'BuUivgbroakc. Call forth Bagot. Engage it to the Triall, if thou dar’ft,]

fit*..
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'The Life and Death ofTdjcbard ibe Second. 3 9

Fitz,rr. How fondly do‘ft thou lpurre a forward Horfc? The blood of Englifh fhall manure the ground.
If I dare cate, or drinke,orbrcathe,orliue, And future Ages groane for his foule Abb
I dare meete Surrey in a Wildcrncfle, Peace fhall goc fleepe with Turkes and Infidels,
And fpitvpon him, whileft I fay he Lye*, And in thirSeat of Peace, tumultuous Warres
And Lyes, and Lyes there is my Bond of Faith,
: Shall Kinnewith Kinne,and Kinde with Kinde confound.
To tye thee to my ftrong Correction. '
Difordcr,Horror,Fearc,and Mutinie
As I intend to thriue in this new World, Shall here inhabite,and this Land be call’d
Awn trie is of my true Appealc.
guiltic The field of Golgotha, and dead mens Sculls.
bamfh’d Norfolke fay.
Befides,I heard the Oh, if you rcare this Houfe,againft this Houfe
That thou Aumerle didft fend two of thy men. It will the wofulleft Diuifion proue.
To execute the Noble Duke at Callis. That euer fell vpon this curfed Earth.
Aum. Some honeft Chriftian truft me with a Gage, Preuenc it,refift it, and let it not be fo,
That Norfolke lyes : here doe I throw downcthis, Leaft Child, Childs Children cry agamft you,W oe.
If he may be repeal’d, to trie his Honor. North. Well haueyou argu’d Sirtand for your paines,
Hull. Thefe differences fhall all reft voder Gage, Of CapitallTreafon wearreft you here.
Till Norfolk* be repeal’d repeal'd he fhall be
: My Lord of Welhninfter.be it your charge,
And(though mine Eneniic)reflor’d againe To keepc him fafely,till his day ofTryall.
To all his Lands and.Scignorics: when hce’s return’d, May it pleafe you, Lords, to grant the Commons Suit?
Againft Aumerle we will enforce his T ryall. 'Bull. Fetch hither Richard, that in common view

Carl. That honorable day fhall ne’re be dene. He may furrendcr fo we ftiall proceedc
:

Many a time hath banilh’d Norfolke fought Without fufpition.

For lefu Chrift, in glorious Chriftian field Torke. 1 will be his Condubt. Exit „
Streaming the Enligne of the Chriftian Croflfe, Bull. Lords,you that here are vnder our Arrcft,
Againft black P3gans,Turkes,and Saracens : Procure your Sureties foryour Dayes of Anfwer:
And toyl’d with workes of Warre, retyr’d himfelfe Little arc we beholding to your Loue,
To Italy, and there at Venice gauc And little look’d for at your helping Hands.
His Body to that pleafant Countries Earth,
And his pure Soule vnto his Captaine Chrift, Enter Richard and Torke.
Vnder whofe Colours he had fought fo long. Rick. Alack,why am 1 fen t for to a King,
Bull. Why B Chop, is Norfolke dead ? Before I haue fhookc oft' the Regall thoughts
Carl. As lure as I liue.my Lord. Wherewith I reign’d? I hardly yet haue learn’d
Bull. Sw^et peace conduct his fweet Soule T o infinuate, flatter, bowe, and bend my Knee,
To the oloneof good old Abraham. Giue Sorrow leaue a while.to tutureme
Lords Appellants your difftreces dial all reft vnder gage, T o this fubmiffion. Yet I well remember
Till wc alfigneyoutoyourdayes ofTryall. The fauors of thefe men : were they not mine?
Enter Torke . Did they not fometime cry, All hayletome?
Great Duke of Lancalicr.I come to thee
Torke. So Indus aid to Chrift but lie in twelue,
:

From plume-pluckt Richard, who with willing Soule Found truth in all, but one I, in twelue thoufand,none.
;

Adopts thee Heire,and his high Scepter yeelds God 3uc the King: will no man fay, Amen ?
1

To the pofleffion of thy R >yal! Hand. Am 1 both P,ieft,and Clarke? well then, Amen.
Afcend his Throne, defending now from him. God fauc the King, although 1 be not hee
And ang liue Henry, of that Name the Fourth.
1 And Amen.tf Heaucn doe thinkc him mee.
yet
Bud. In Gods Name, He afcend the Regall Throne- To doe what fcruice, am fenc for hither f l

Carl. Mary, Heaucn forbid. Torke. To doe that office of thine owne good will,
Worft Roy all Prefence may I fpeake,
in this Which tyred Maicftie make thee offer:
did
Yetbeftbefeeming me to fpeake the truth. T he Refignation of thy State and Crowne
Would God, that any in this Noble Prefence To Henry ‘Budingbrooke
W enough Nob!e,to be vpright 1 uoge
ere Crown. Here Coufin,feize ^ Crown
Rich. Giue ipe the :

Of Noble Rickard : then true Nobleneffe would Here Coufin,on my Hand, on that fide thine.
this fide
Lcarne him forbearance from fo foule a Wrong. Now is this Golden Cro wne like a deepe Well,
What Subiebt can giue Sentence on his King i That owes two Buckets, filling one another,
And who fits here.that is not R-.chards Subiebt i The emptier eucr dancing in the ayre,
Theeues are net iudg'd.but they are by to heare. The other downe,vnfeene,and lull ofWater :
Although apparant guilt be feene in them That Bucket downe.and full of Teares am I,
And fhall the figure of Gods Maicftie, Drinking myGiiefes.whil’ft you mount vp on high.
His Captaine^teward.Deputie elebt, Bull. I thought you had been willing to refigne.
Anoynted,Crown’d, planted many yecres. Rich.
My Crownc 1 3m but ftill my Griefcs are mine:
Be iudg’d by fubicct,and inferior breathe, Y ou may my Glories and my State depofe.
And he himfelfe not prefent ? Oh, forbid ir,God, But not my Griefes; ftill am 1 King of thofe.
That in a Chriftian Climate.Soulcs refin’de Bull. P ire of your Cares you giue me with your Crowne.
Should Chew fo heynous, black, obfeene a deed. Rich. Y our Care* fee vp,do not pluck my Cares downc.
I fpeskc to Subiebts,and a Subiebt fpeakes, My Care, is lofle of Care, by old Care done,
Stirr’d vp by Heaucn, thus boldly for his Kmg. Y our Care, is gaine of Care,by new Care wonne
My Lord of Hereford here, whom you call King, The Cares 1 giue, I haue, though giuen away.
Is a foule Traytor to prowd Henfords King. They ’tend he Crownc.yet ftill with me they ftay:
t

And if you Crownc him, let me prophecie. Bull. Ate you contented to refigne the.Crowne ?
d z Rich. I,
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4.0 The Life and Deatfyof^Richard the Second.

Rich. I, no : no, I for : I muft nothing bee That it may fhew me what a Face I haue.
Therefore no,no, for I refighe to thee. Since Bankrupt of his Maieftie.
it is

Now, marke me how I will vndoe my feife. 1Bull Goe fome of you, and fetch a Looking-Glaffe.

I giue this heauie Weight from off my Head,

North. Read o’re this Paper, while j Glaffe doth come.
And this vnwielciie Scepter from my Hand, i?/c6.Fiend,thou torments me, ere I come to Hell,

The pride of Kingly fway from out my Hearr, BhH. Vrgc it no more, my Lord Northumberland.
With mine own: T eares I walh away my Balme, North. Tint Commons will not then be fatisfy’d.
With mine owne Hands 1 giue away my Crowne, Rich. They (hall be fatisfy’d : lie reade enough.
With mine owne Tongue deniemy Sacred State, When I doe lee the very Booke indeede,
With mine owne Breath releafe all dutious Oathes Where all my finnes are writ,ai*d that’s my felfc.
All Pompe andMaieftie I doe forfweare Enter one with a Glaffe .

My Manors,Rents,Reuenues,I forgoe Giue me that Glaflc, and therein will I reade.

My A£ts, Decrees, and Statutes I denie : No deeper wrinckles yec ? hath Sorrow ftrucke
God pardon all Oathes that are broke to mee, So many Blowes vpon this Face of mine,
God keepe all Vowes vnbroke are made to thee. And made no deeper Wounds ? Oh Hatching Glalfe,
Make me, that nothing haue.with nothing grieu'd. Like to my followers in profperitie,
And thou with all pleas’d, that haft all atchieu’d. Thou do’ft beguile me. Was this Face,the Face

Long may’ft thou Hue in Richards Seac to fit. That cuery day,vnder his Houfe-hold Roofe,
And foonc lye Richard in an Earthie Pit. Did keepe ten thoufand men? Was this the Face,
jGod faue King Afwy.vn-King’d Richard fayes. That like the Sunne,did make beholders winke i
And fend him many yecres of Sunne-fhine dayes. Is this the Face,which fac’d fo many follycs,

What more remaines? That was at laft out-fac'd by Bullingbrookj ?

North. No more but that you readc : A brittle Glory fhineth in this Face,
Thefc Accufations, and thefe gricuous Crymes, As brittle as theGlory,is the Face,

Committed by your Perfon,and your followers, For there it is, crackt in an hundred fhiuers,

A gainft the State, and Profit of this Land : Marke filent King, the Morall of this fport,
That by confelfing them, the Soules of men How foone my Sorrow hath deftroy’d my Face.

May deeme,thac you are worthily depos’d. The fnadow of your Sorrow hath deftroy’d
Bull.

Rich. Muft and muft I raucll out

I doc lo ? The fnadow of your Face.
My weau’d-vp Gentle Northumberland,
folly es ? Rich. Say that againe.
If thy Offences were vpon Record, „ The fiiadow of my Sorrow : ha, let’s fee,

Would it not fliame thee, in fo faire a troupe. ’Tis very true,myGriefe lyes all within,
To reade a Leffure of them ? If thou would’ft, And thefe cxternall manner of Laments,
There fhould’ft thou finde one heynous Article, Are meerely fhadovvcs,co they nfeeneGtiefe,
Contayning the depafing of a King, That fwells with (Hence in the tortur’d Soule.
And cracking the ftrong Warrant of an Oath, There lyes the fubftance and I thanke thee King
:

Mark'd with a Blot, damn’d in theBookeofHcauen. For thy great bountie.that not onely giu’ft
Nay, all of you,ehat Hand and looke vpon me, j
Mecauleco wayle, butteacheftme the way
Whil’ft that wretchcdncffe dotli bait my feife,
my How to lament the caufe. lie begge oneBoonc,
Though fome of you, with Pilate, wadi your hands, j
And then be gone, and trouble you no more.
Shewing an outward pirtie: yet you Ptlates Shall I obtaineit i

Haue here dehuer’d me to my fowrc Croflc, Bull. Name it, faire Coufin.
And Water cannot wadi away your fintie. }{ich. Faire Coufin? I arn greater then a King;
North. My Lord difpatch, reade o’rc thefe Articles. For when I was a King,my flatterers
Rich. M.ne Eyes are full of Teares.I cannot ice; Were then but fubieCls being now afubicifl,
;

And them not fo much.

yec fait- Water blindes Ihaue a King here to rr.y flatterer
But they can fee a fort of Tray tors here. Being fo great, I haue no neede to begge.
Nay, if I turne mine Eyes vpon my feife, 'Bull. Yetaske.

tor with the reft Rich. And fhall I haue i

I finde my feife a Tray
:

For I haue giuen here my Soules conlent, Bull. You fhall.

T’vndeck the pompous Body ofa King Rich . Then giue me leaue to goe.

Made Glory bale; a Soueraigntie,* Slaue ; Whither ?

Bull.

Prowd Maieftie, a Subieil; Statc,aPefanc. Rich. Whither you will,fo I were from your fights. x

North. My Lord. Bull. Goe fome of you,conuey him to the Tower.

Rich. No Lord of thine, thou haught-infultingman Rich. Oh good; conuey: Conueyer* arc you all.

No, nor no mans Lotd I haue no Name, no Title

: That rife thus nimbly by a true Kings fall.
No/iot that Name was giuen me at the Font, Btill.On Wednt-fday next, we folcmnly fet downe
Our Coronation: Lori)s,prepaveyoiir tellies. Sxemit.
But ’tis vl'urpt Slack the heauie day,
:

ylbbot.E. vvofull Pageant haue we here beheld.

'
Th 3 t I haue worne fo many Winters out,
Carl. The Woes to come,the Children yet vnbornc,
And know not now, what Name to call my feife*
Shall feele this day as fharpe to them Thorne.
Oh, that I were a Mockerie, King of Snow, as

Standing before theSunne of BuHinobrooke, tsfum. You holy Clergie-mcn, is there no Plot
To melt, my felfdaway in ater-drops; W To rid theRenlmc of this pernicious Blor.
Good King, great King, and yet not greatly good. tsdbbot. Before 1 freely fpeake my minde herein,

And if my word be Sterling yet in England, You fhall not onely take the Sacrament,
Let it command a Mirror hither ftraight. T o bury mine intents, blit alfo to effaft
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(Tull
The Life andDeatb of Richard the Second.
You muft to Pomfrct,noc vnto the Tower.
¥
1 fee your Browes
are full of Discontent, And Madame,thcre is order ta’ne for you
Vour Heart of Sorrow, and your Eyes of Tearcs. With all fwift fpced,you muft away to France.
Come home with me to Suppcr,Uc lay a Plot Rich. Northumberland, thou Ladder wherewithal!
Shall fhew vs all a merry day. Exeunt. The mounting 'Bullingbrooke afeends my Throne,
The time fhall not be many houres of age,
More then it is, ere foule finne, gathering head.
Shall breake into cprruption: thou (halt thinke.

Actus Quintus . Scena Trima. Though he diuide the Rcalme,and giuc thee halfe.
It is too him to all
little, helping

He fhall thinke, that thou which know’ft the way

To plant vnrightfollKingSjWilt know againe.
Enter Qjteene ,and Ladies. Being ne’re fo little vrg’d another way.
Qu. This way the King will come: this is the way To pluck him headlong from the vfurped Throne,
To lulitu Cafars ill-ere&ed Tower : The Loue of wicked friends conuerts to Feare;
To whole flint Bofome,my condemned Lord That Feare,to Hate and Hate turtles one,or both,
;

Is doom’d a Prifoner,by prowd 'Bullingbrooke. To worthie Danger, and dclerued Death.

Here let vs reft, if this rebellious Earth North. My guilt be on my Head,and there an end
Haue any refting for her true Kings Queene. Take leaue,and part, for you muft part forthwith.
Enter Richard and Cjttard. Rich. Doubly diuorc’d?(bad men) ye violate
But foft,but fee, or rather doe not fee, A two-fold Marriage ; ’twixt my Crowne.and me.
My fairc Role wither yet looke vp ; behold,
:
And then betwixt me, and my marryed Wife.
That you in pittie may diffolue to dew. Let me vn-kift'e the Oath ’twixt thcc,and me;
And W 3 fh him frefh againe with rruc-louc T eares. And yet not fo/or with aKilfc’twasmade.
Ah thou,the Modcll where old T roy did ftand. Part vSyNorthumberiand I, towards the North,
Thou Mappe of Honor, thou King Richards Tombe, Where fhiuenng Cold and Sickncfle pines the Clyme
And not King Richard: thou moft beauteous Jnne, My Qaeeuc to France: from whence, fet forth in pompe,
Why fhould hard-fauor’d Griefe be lodg’d in thee, She ca:nc adorned hither like fweet May
When Triumph become an Ale-houfeGueft.
is Sent back like Hoilowmas.or (hort'ft of day.
Woman, do not fo,
Rich, loync not with griefe,faire Qu. And muft we be diuided ? muft we part ?
To make my end too Hidden : learne good Soule, Rich.I, hand from hand(my Loue)and heart fro heart.
To thinkc our former State a happie Dreame, fdtg.Banifh vs both, and lend the King with me.
From which awak’d,the truth of what we arc, North. That were fome Loue, but little pollicy,
Shewes vs but this. I am fworne Brother(Svveet) Qu. Then whither he goes, thither let me goe.
To grimNeceffitie; andheeand I Rich. So two cogether weeping,makeone Woe.
Will keepe a League till Death. High thee to France, Weepe thou for me in France; I, for thee hcere
And Cloyfter thee in fome Religious Houfe Better farre off, then neere,be ne’re the neere.
Our holy Hues muft winne a new orlds Crowne, W Goe.count thy W
ay with Sights ; I,mine with Groane*.
Which our prophane houres here haue ftricken downe. Qu. So Iongeft Way fhall haue the longeft Moanes.
Qu. What,i 3 my Richard both in fhape and minde fyc/j.Twicefor oneftep lie groane,y Way being ftiort.
Transform’d, and weaken’d i Hath Bullingbrooke And pcece the Way out with a heauie heart.
Depos’d thine Incellcift ? hath he beene in thy Heart ? Come,come,in wooing Sorrow let’s be briefe,
The Lyon dying, thruftethforth his Paw, Since wedding it, there is fuch length in Griefe :
And wounds the Earth,if nothing elfe,with rage One Kiffe (hall ftop our mouthes, and dumbely part
Tobeo re-powr’d : and wilt thou,Pupill-like, Thus gitie I mine.and thus take I thy heart.
Take thy Correction mildly, kifle the Rodde, Qu, Giue me mine owne againe:’cwcreno good part.
And fawne on Rage with bafe Humilitie, To take on me to keepe, and kill thy heart.
Which art a Lyon, and a King of Beafts ? So,now haue mine owne againe,be gone.
I
Rich. A King of Beafts indeed: if aught but Beafts, That I may (trine ro kill it with a groane.
I had beene ftill a happy King of Men. Rich. We make Woe wanton with this fond delay
Good(fometime Queene)prepare thee hence for France: Once more adieu; the reft, let Sorrow fay. Exeunt.
Thinke I am dead, and that cuen here thou tak’ft.
As from my Death-bed, my laft liuing lcaue.
In Winters tedious Nights lit by the fire
With good old folkes, and let them tell theeTales Serna Secunda.
Of wofull Agcs,long agoe betide :
And ere thou bid good-night,to quit their griefe.
Tell thou the lamentable fall of me. Enter Tor kg, and his Duchejfe.
And lend the hearers weeping to their Beds
For whypthc fcnceleffe Brands will lympathize Ducb. My T ord youtold me you would tell the reft,
;

The heauie accent of thy mouing Tongue, When weeping made you breake the ftory off.
And in compaflion,wcepe the fire out Of our two Coufiiii comming into London.
And fome will mournc in &.Tes,fomc coale-black, Torke. Where did I le-^e ?
For the depofing cf arighttull King. Lucb. At that lad ftoppe,my Lord,
Enter Northumberland. Where rude inif-gouern’d hands, from Windowestops,
NorthMy Lord,thc mind of Bullingbrooke is chang’d. Threw daft and rubbifti on King Richards head,
d Tor^e.Tnen
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Yorke. Thcn,as I faid, thcDuke,great Boy, let me fee the Writing.
Mounted vpon a hot and fierie Steed, ..... Aum. I do befeech you pardon me,I may not (Few it.
Which his afpiring Rider feem’d to know. Yor. I will be fatisfiedftet me fee it 1 fay. Snatches it
With flow, but lbtely pacc,kcpt on his courfe : T reafon, fotile T reafon, Villaine, Traitor,Slaue.
While all tongues cride,^G°d fane thee Bnllingbrooke. What’s the matter, my Lord ?
Dut.
You would haue thought the very windowes l'pake. Hoa, who’s within there? Saddle my horfe.
Yorke.
So many greedy lookes ofyonganaold, Heauen for his mercy what treachery is heere ?
:

Through Caicments darted their defiring eyes Dut. Why,what is't my Lord ?
Vpon his vifage and that all the walks,
: Yorke. Giue me my boots, I fay Saddle my horfe :

With painted Imagery had faid at once, Now by my Honor, my life, my troth,
Iclii preferuc thec.welcom Bnllingbrooke. I willappeach the Villaine.
Whil’ft he, from one fide to the other turning, Dut. What is the matter ?
Bare-headed, lower then his proud Steeds nccke, Peace foolifh Woman.
Yorke.
Befpake them thus : I thanke you Countrimen : T>ut. I will not peace. What is the matter Sonne?
And thus.ftdl doing, thus he pall along. Anm. Good Mother be content, it is no more
Alas poore Kichard^here rides he the
T)utch. vvhilft? Then my pco.e life muft anfwer. „
Yorke. As in a Theater, the eyes of men Dut. Thy life anfwer ?
After a well grac'd A^or leaues the Stage, Enter Seruunt with Boots.
’
Are idlely bent on him that enters next, Yor. Bring me my Boots, I will vnto theKing.
Thinkingfiis prattle to be tedious Tint. Strike him Aumerle. Poore boy, art amaz’d,
^
Euen fo, or with much more contempt, mens eyes Hence Villaine, neuer more come in my fight.
Did fcowle on T^cbard no man cride, God faue him Giue me my Boots, I
‘
: : Yor. fay.
No ioyfull tongue gauc him his welcome home. Dut. Why Yorke, wha; wile thou do?
But dufl was throwne vpon his Sacred head, Wilt thou not hide the T refpafte of chine owne ?
Which with fuch gentle forrow he fhookc off. Haue we more Sonne;? Or are wc like to haue ?
His face ftdl combating with teares and fmilcs Is not my teeming date drunke vp w th tune?

(The badges ofhis greefe and patience) And wilt thou plucke my faire Sonne from mine Age,
That had not God (for tome ftrong purpofe) ft eel d And rob me of a happy Mothers name ?
The hearts of men, they muft perforce haue melted, Is he not like thcc ? Is he not thine owne ?
And Barbarifme it fcltc haue pittied him. Yor. Thou fond.mad woman :

But hcauenhathahand inthefe euents, Wilt thou conceale this darke Confpiracy?
To whofe high will we bound our cahne contents. A dozen of them hecr. haue tane the Sacrament,
To 'Ru'lwgbrooke, are we fworne Subiedls now, And interchangeably fet down? their hands
Whofe State, and Honor, I for aye allow. To kill the King at Oxford.
Enter t/tumeric. Dut, He fhall benone
Heerc comes my fonne Aumerle.
Dttt. Weed keepe him heere then what is that to him i
:

Tor. An merle that was, Yor. Away fond woman were hec twenty times my :

But that is loft, tor being Richards Friend, Son, I wouid appeach him.
And Madam, you muft cal. him (\titLnd now: 'Dut. Hadft thou groan’d for him as I haue done.
am I in Parliament pledge for his truth. Thou wouldeftbemorepictifull
And lifting fealtie to the new-made K.r.g. But now 1 know thy minde ;
thou do’ft fufpecl
Welcome my fonne who are tlie Violets now',
Out. : That I haue bene difloyall to thy bed.

That ftrew the greene lap of the new come Spring i And that he is a Ballard, not thy Sonne
Aum. Madam, I know rot, nor I gieady care not, Sweet Yorke, fweet hnsband,benot of that minde
God kno wrs, I had as iieft be none, as one. H. is as like thee asa man may bee,
;

2V£?.Well, beareyou well in this new.fpring of ti ne Not like to me, nor any of my Kin,
Leaft you be crept before youcome ro prime. And vet I louchim.
What newe* from Oxford?HoId thofc iufl? Triumphs? & Yorke. Make way, vnruly Woman. Exit
Aum. For ought I know my Lord, they do. Dut. After Aumerle. Mount thee vpon his horfe,
Yorke. You will be there I know. Spnrre port, and get before him to the King,
Awn. If God prsuent not, ptrpofcfo. I And begge thy pardon, ere he do accufc thee,
Tor. What Seale is that that ha igswithoutthybofom? lienot be long behind though T be old, :

Yea, look’ll thou pale ? Let rr c fee the Writing. Idoubt not but to ride as faft as Yorke:
Awn. My Lord, 'tis nothing, Andr.euer will Irife vp from the ground.
Yorke. No matter then who lees it, Till Bullsnghrooke haue pardon’d thcc: Away be gone. Exit
I will be fatisfied.ler me fee the Writing.
Anm. I aobefecch your Grace topardon me, .

matter of fmall confcquence,

It is a Sccena Tertia.
Which for fome reafons 1 would not haue feene.
Yorke* Which for fome realons fir, I mcauc to fee:
I feare, I feare. Enter Rulltngbraoke, Percie and other Lords. t

!
Dut. What fhould you feare? Bui. Can no man of my vnthriftie Sonne?
tell

Tis nothing but fome bond, that he is enter'd into

'
’Tis full three monthes fince I did fee him laft.
i

1 For gay apparrell,againft the T riumph. If any plague hang ouer v s, ’tis he,
Yorke. Bound to himfelfe? What doth he with a Bond I would to heauenf my Lords)he might be found:
j

That he is bound to ? Wife, thou art a foole. Enquire at London, ’mongft the Tauernes there
j

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For there (they fay) he day Iy doth frequent. As chriftleffe Sonnes, their feraping Fathers Golc
With vm efttained loofe Companions, Mine hor vr Hues, when his difhonor dies.
Euen fuch (they lay / narrow Lanes,
as ftand in Or my fharn’d life, in his difhonor lie.*
And rob out Watch, and beateour paflcngers. Thou kill’ft me in his life, g;uing him breath.
Which he, yong wanton, and effeminate Boy The Traitor liues, the true man’s put to death.
Takes on the point of Honor, to fupport Dutehejfc within.
So diffolnte a crew. Dut.What hoa(my Licge)for heauens fake let me in.
Per My Lord, fome two dayes fince I faw the Prince, Bui. Whac flirill-voic’d Supplianc, makes this eager crj ?
And cold him of thcfeTriumphes held at Oxford. Dut. A woman, and thine Aunt (great King) ’tis I.
Bui. And vvhac faid cheGallant ? Speake with me, pitty me, open the dore,
Per. His anfwerwas : lie would vnto the Stcwes, A Begger begs, that ncuer begg’a before.
And from the common’!! creature plucke a Glcue Bui. Our Scene is alter’d from a ferious thing.
And wearc it as a fauour, and with that And now chang’d to the Begger,and the King.
He would vnhorfe the lufticft Challenger. My dangerous Cofin, letyour Mother in,
Bui.As diffoluteasdefp'ratCjyet through both, I know llie’s come, to pray for your foule fin.

I fee fome lparkcs of better hope : which elder dayes Torke. if thou do pardon, whofoeuer pray,,
May happily bring forth. But who comes heere ? More finnes for this forgiuenelTe,profper may.
Enter Aumerle. This fefter’d ioynt cut off, the reft refts found.
Aunt. Where is the King ? This let alone, will all the reft confound.
Bui. What meanes our Ccfin, that hcc Hares Enter DutcheJJe.
And lookes fo wildely ? Dut. O
King beleeue noc this hard -hearted man.
;

Aum.GoA faue your Grace.! do befecch your Maiefty Lone, louing not it felfe, none other can.
To haue fome conference with yourGracc alone. Tor. Thou franticke woman, what doft y make here,
Pul. Withdraw your felues,and lcaue vs here alone : Shall thy old dugges, once more a Traitor reare?
What is the matter with our Colin now ? Dut. Sweet Yorke bepacienr,hearc m: gentle Liege.
Aunt. For euer may my knees grow to the earth, Bui. Rife vp good Aunt t

My tongue cleaitc to my roofe within my mouth, Dut. Notyet^I theebeieech.

Vnleffe a Pardon, ere I rife, or fpcake. For euer will I kneele vpon my knees.
Bui. Intended.or committed was this fault ? And neuer fee day, that the happy fees,
Ifon the firft, how heynousere it bee, Tillthou giue ioy ; vntill thou bid me ioy.
To win thy after louc, I pardon thee. By pardoning Rutland, my tvanfgrelTingBoy.
Aum. Then giuc me lcaue, that I may turtle the key, Aum. Vnto my mothers prayres, I bend my knee.
That no man enter, till my tele me done. them both,my true ioynts bended be,
Torke. Agaioft
Bui. Hiue thy defire. Torke within. Dut, Pleadcs he in earneft? Looke vpon his Face,
Tor. My Liege beware, looke to thy felfe, His eyes do drop no teares: his prayres are in ieft
Thou hart a Traitor in thy prefence there. His words come from his mouth, ours from cur breft.
Bui. Villaine, He make thee fafe. He prayes but faintly, and would be denide,
Aum. Stay thy reuengefull hand, thou haft no caufe Wepray with heart, and foule, and all befide :
to fcare. His weary ioyncs would gladly rife, 1 know,
Torke. Open the doore, fecure foole-hardy King Our knees fhall kneele, till to the ground they grow
Shall 1 for loue fpeake treafon to thy face? H sprayers arc fulloffalfchypocrifie.
Open the doore, or I will breake it open. Ours oftruez.eale, and deepe incegritic
Enter Torke. Our prayers do out-pray his, then let them haue
Bui What . is the matter (Vnkle)fpeak,recouer breath, That mercy, which true prayers ought to haue.
Tell vshow neerc is danger. Bui. Good Aunt ftand vp.
That we may armevsto encounter it. Dut. Nay, do not fay ftand vp.
Tor. Perufe this writing heere, and thou (halt know But Pardon firft, and afterwards ftand vp.
The reafon that my bafte forbids me (how. And ifl were thy Nurfe,thy tongue to teach.
Aum. Remember as thou read ft, thy ptomife part : Pardon fhould be the firft word of thy fpeach.
I do repent me, reade noc my name there. I neuer long’d to heare a word till now :

My heart is not confederate with my hand. Say Pardon (Kiug,)Iet pitty teach thee how.
Tor.It was (villaine) ere thy hand did fet it downc. The word is fhort but not fo fhort as fweet,
;

I torefrom the Traitors bofome,King.

it No word like Pardon, for Kings mouch’s fo meet.
Feare, and not Loue, begets his penitence ; Torke. Speake it inFrcnch^Kingjfay Pardon nemoy.
Forget to pitty him, leaft thy pitty proue Dut. Doft thou teach pardon, Psrdon to deftroy ?

A Serpent, that will fting thee to the heart. Ah my fowrchusband,my hard hearted Lord,
But. Oh heinoiis,ftrong,and bold Confpiracie, That let’s the word it ftlfc,againft the word.
O loyall Father of a treacherous Sonne Soeake Pardotvas’tis currant in our Land,
Thou fhcere, immaculate, and ftiuer fountaine. The chopping French wc do not vnderftand.
From whence this ftreame, through muddy paffages Thme eye begins co fpcake, fee thy tongue there.
Hath had his current, and defil’d himfelfe. Or m thy pitteous heart, plant thou thine care.
Thy ouei flow of good, conucrts to bad. That heaving how our plaints and prayres do pcarce,
And thy abundant goodneffc ftiall excufc Pitty may mouc thee. Pardon to rehcarfc.
This deadly blot, in thv digrcflmg fonne. Bui Good Aunt, ftand vp.
Torke. So fliall my Verrue be his Vices bawd, , Dut. i do not fue to ftand,
And he fhall fpend mine Honour, with his Shame j Pardon is all the luitc 1 haue in hand.
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4+ The Life and Death of^Richard the Second.

Bui. Tparc!©nhim,asheauen fhall pardonmee. Bearing their owne misfortune on the backe
But. O
happy vantage of a kneeling knee : Of fuch as haue before indur’d the like.
Yet am I ficke for fcare : Spsake it againe, Thus play I in one Prifon, many people.
T wice faying Pardon, doth nor pardon twaine. And none contented. Sometimes am I King ;
But makes one pardon ftrong. ThenTrcafon makes me wi(h my felfe a Beggar,
'Bui. I pardon him with all my hart. And fo I am. Then crufhing penurie.
Dut. A God on earth thou art. Pervades me, I was better when a King
Bui. But for our trufty brother-in-Law,the Abbot, Then am I king’d againe and by and by, :

With all the reft of that conforted crew, Thinke that I am vn-king’d by Buiingbrooke,
Deftruftion ftraight fhall dogge them at the heclcs : And ftraight am nothing. But what ere I am, Mujtck,
Good Vncklc hclpe to order feuerall powres Nor I, nor any man, that but man is.
To Oxford, or where ere thefe T rzitors are : With nothing fhall be pleas’d, till he be eas’d
They fhall not liue within this world I fweare. With being nothing* Muficke do I heare?
But I will haue them, if I once know where. Ha, h3? keepetime: How fowrc fweet Muficke is,
Vncklc farewell, and Cofin adieu: When Time is broke, and no Proportion kept ?
Your mother well hath praid,and proue you true. So is it in the Muficke of mens Hues
Dut, Come my old fon,I pray heauen make thee new. And hcere haue I the daintinefleofeare, r

Exeunt. To heare time broke in a diforder’d firing

Snter Exton and Seruants. But for the Concord of my State and Time,
Ext. Didft thou not m3rke the King what wordihee Had nor an care to heare ray true Time broke.
fpake ? I wafted Time, and now doth Time wafte me ;

Haue I no friend will rid me of this liuing feare For now hath Time made me his numbring clockc
Was it not fo? My Thoughts, are minutes ; and with Sighes they iarre.
Ser. Thole were his very words. Their watches on vnto mine eyes,the outward Watch,
Ex. Haue I no Friend?(quoth he:)he fpake it twice, Whereto my finger, like a Diails point.

And vrg'd it twice together, did he not ? Is pointing ftill, in cleanfing them from tearcs.
He did.
Ser. Now fir, the found that rels what lioure it is,

£x. And fpeaking it, he wiftly look’d on me, Are clamorous groanes, that ftrike vpon my heart,
As who fhouid fay, I would thou vver’t the man Which is the bell fo Sighes,and Teares,and Grones,
:

That would diuorce this terror from my heart. Shew Minutes, Houres,andTimes but toy Time :

Meaning the King Pomfret : Come, let’s goe

at ;
Runspoafting on, in Bullingbrookes proud icy,
I am the Kings Friend, and will rid his Foe. Exit. While I ftand fooling heerc, his lacke o’th’Clockc.
This Muficke mads me, let it found no more.
For though it madmen to their wits,
haue holpc
In me it feemes,it will make wife-men mad ;

Yet blelfing on his heart that giuesieme;

For 'tisa figne ofloue and loue to Richard,
Is aftrange Brooch, iri this all hating world.

Enter Richard. Enter Groome. ,

ftudying, how to compare Groo. Haile Royall Prince.
Rich. I haue bin
This Prifon where I line, vnto the orld : W Rich. Thankes Noble Pcere,

And for becaufe the world is populous, The cheipeft of vs, is ten groates too deerc.
Arid hcere is not a Creature, but my felfc,
What art thou ? And how coin’d thou hither?
I cannot do it yet lie hammer’c out. Where no man euer comes, but that fad dogge
:
Thar brings me food, to make misfortune liue ?
My Braine, lie proue the Female to my Soule,
Groo. I was poore Groomc of thy Stable (King)
My Soule, the Father: and thefe two beget a

A generation of ftill breeding Thoughts ;

When thou wer’t King. who traucllmg towards Yorke,
And thefe fame Thoughts, people this Little World With much adoo, at length haue gotten leaue
In humors, like the people of this world, To looke vpon my (fometimes Royall) mafters face.

For no thought is contented. The better fort.

O how it yern’ri my heart, when beheld I

In London ftrects, that Coronation day.

As thoughts ofthings Diuine, arc intermixt
With and do fet the Faith it felfc
fcruples,
When Bulltn- brooke rode on Roane Barbary,
Faith :as thus: Comelitlcones:& then again,
That horfe, that thou fc often haft beftrid,
Againft the
That horle, that I fo carefully haue dreft.
It is as hard to come, as for a Camell,
Rich. Rode been Barbary? Tell me gentle Friend,
To thred the pofterne of a Needles eye.
Thoughts tending to Ambition, they do plot
How went he vnder him ?
Groo. So proudly, as ifhe had difdain’d the ground.
Vnlikcly wonders 5 how thefe vaine weake nailes
Rich. So proud, that BuUngbroohe was on his backe;
May teare a paffage through the Flinty ribbes
That lade hath cate bread frot r>y Royall hand.
O f thishard world, my ragged prifon walles: .

This hand hath maae him proud with clapping him.

And for they cannot, dye in their owne pride.
Thoughts tending to Content, flatter themfelues.
Would he not (tumble? Would he not fall dewne
(Since Pride muft haue a fall) and breake the nccke
That they are not the firft of Fortunes flaues,
Nor fhall not be the laft. Like filly Beggars, Of thatproud man, that did vfurpe his backe ?

Who fitting in the Stockcs, refuge their fhamc Forgiuencffe horfe : Why do I raileonth.ee,
Since thou created to be 3w’d by man
Thac many haue, and others muft fit there
Was’t borne to beare? I was not made a horfe.
And in this Thought, they finde a kind of cafe.
And
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And yet I burthen like an Affe,
beare a The manner of their taking may appears
Spur-gall'd, and tyrd by iauncing Bulitngbrooke. At large difcourfed in this paper heere.
Enter Keefer with a Dijh. Bui. We thank thee gentle Percy for thy paine$„
Keep. Fellow, giiie-place, heere is no longer flay. > And to thy worth will adde nghc worthy gaines.
‘Kick. ifthou loue me, ‘M's time thou wer’t away. Enter Fitz^waters.
Groe. What my tongue -dares not,tHat my heart (Trail Fitz,. My Lord, I haue from Oxford fent ro London,
fay. ‘
Exit. The heads o t' and Sir Beimet Seely ,
Broccas,
Keep. My Lord, wilt pleafe you to fall too ? T wo ofthe dangerous conforted T raitors,
Rich. Tafte of it firfti as thou were wont to doo. That fought ac Oxford, thy dire ouerthrow.
Keep. My Lord I dire not Sir Pierce of Exton,
: Bui. Thy paines Fitz,waters fhall not be forgot.
Who lately came from th’King, commands the contrary. Right Noble is thy merit, well I wot.
Rich. The diuell take Hcnrie of Lancafter,and thee $
Enter Percy and Ctvrlile.
Patience is dale, and I am weary of it. Per. The grand Conlpirator, Abbot of eftminfler, W
Keep . Helpe,helpe,helpe. With clog of Confcience, and fovvre Meiancholly,
Hath yeelded vp his body to the graue :
Enter Exton and Servants. But heere is Carhls.* liuing to abide -

Ri. How now?yvhac meanes Death in this rude afTalt? Thy Kingly doome., 2 nd Sentence of his pride.
Viliaine, thine owne hand yeelds thy deaths inftrument. Bui. (farltle , this is ypur boome :
Go thou and Ell another roome in hell. Chooleout fomc fccret place, fomercuerend rooms
Exton flrtkes him downe. More then thou hart, and with it ioy thy life:
That hand fh all burnc in neuer-quenching tire, So as thou liu’rt in peace, dye free from ftrife :
That daggers thus mypeifon. Exton, thy fierce hand, For though mine enemy, thou hart cuer beene.
Hath with the Kings blood, ftain’d the Kings own land. High fparkes cf Honor in thee haue 1 feene.
Mount, mount my foole, thy feate is vp on high. Enter Exton with a Cojftn.
Whil'd my groffe flefh linkes down ward, heere to dye. Exton. Great King, within this Coffin 1 present
Exton. As full of V alor, as of Roy all blood, Thy buried feare. Hecrein all bre3thleffe lies
Bcthhauel fpilt : Oh wouldthc deed were good. The mightieft of thy greateft enemies
For now the diuell, that told me I did well, Richard ofBurdeaux, by me hither brought.
Sayes, that this deede is chronicled in hell. Bui Exton I thanke thee not, for thou hart wrought
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This dead King to the liuing King 1 le beare. A-dcede of Slaughter, with thy fatal! hand,
Take hence the red, and giue them buriall heere. Exit. Vpon my head, and all this famous Land.
f^.Fromyourowncmouthmy Lord, did I this deed.
'Bui. They loue net poyfon, that do poyfon neede,

Sccena Quinta. Nor do I thee though I did wifh him dead,

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I hate the Murtherer, loue him murchered.

The guilt of confcience take thou for thy labour,

F lourifh. Enter Bu.lltnybrooke fforke jvilh But neither my good word, nor Princely fauour.
other Lords (f attendants. With (faine go wander through the (bade of night.
Bui. Kinde V nkle Yorke, the lated newes we heare. And neutr fhew thy head by day, nor light.
Is that the Rebels haue confum’d with fire Lords, I proteftmy foule is full of woe.
Our T owne ofCiccter in Gloucederfhire, That blood fhould fprinklc me, to make me grow*
But whether they be tane or flaine, we heare not. Come niourne with me, for that I do lament,
Enter Northumberland. And put on lullen Blacke incontinent:
Welcome my Lord What is : the newes? lie make a voyage to the Holy-land,
Nor. Fir ft to thy Sacred State, wifh I all happineffe To wafh this blood off from my guilty hand.
The next newes is, I haue to London fent March fhaly after, grace my mourning heere, ,

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with the Life and Death of H E N RY
Sirnamed HOT-SP VR.RE.

ojfttus ‘Primus. Scoena Trim a.

Inter the King. Lord lohn of Lane after , Earle Vpon whofe dead corpes there was fuch mifule.
of tV'eftmcrUndyWttk others. I
Such bcafUy,fharnelefl'c transformation,
| By thofe Welfhwomen done, as may not be
King. (Without much fhame) re-told or lpoken of.
0 fliaken as we are, fo wan with care, King. It feemes then, that the tidings of this broile.
Fmde we a time for frighted Peace to pant, Brake off our bufinefic for the Holy land.
And breath ihortwindcd accents of new broils Weft. This matcht with other like, my gracious Lord,
fo be commenc’d in Strouds a-farre remote : Farre more vneuen 3nd vnweicome Newes
No more the thit fly entrance of this Soile, Came from the North, and thus it did report
Shall daube her lippes with her owne childrens blood On Holy-roode day, the gallant Hoftstrre there,
No mote fhall trenching W arre channell her fields, Y oung Harry Fercy, and br3ue Archibald,
Nor bruifc her Flowrets with the Armed hoofes 1 hat cuer. valiant and approoued Scot,
Of hoftile paces. Thofeoppoftd eyes. At Hoha.edcn met, where they did fpend
Which like the M cteo's of a troubled Heaucn, A fad and bloody houre
All ofonc Nature, of one Subllanccbred, As by difeharge of their Artillcrie,
Did lately meete in the inteftine fhockc. And fhapeof likcly-hood the newes was told:
And furious cloze of ciuil Butchery, For he that brought them, in the very heate
Shall now in rnutuall well-belccrning ranke* And pride of their contention, did take horfe,
March all one way, and he no more oppos’d Vncerca neofthe iflueany way.
Againfl Acquaintance, Kindred, and Allies. King. Heercis a decreand true induftrious friend,
The edge of Watre,hke an ill-flieathed knife, S\z Walter *Blu»t , new lighted from his Horfe,

No more fhall cut his Mafter. ThercforeFiiends, Strain’d with the variation of each foyle.

As farre as to the Sepulcher of Chrift, Betwixt that Wolmedon and this Seauofours
,

Whofe Souldiet now vnder whofe blcfted Crofie And hehath brought vs fmooth and welcomes newes.
We arc imprdfed and ingag’d to fight, The Eatleo {Dowglas is difeemfited.
Forthwith a power of Englifh fhall we leuie. Ten thoufand bold Scots, two and twenty Knights
Whole armes were moulded in their Mothers wombe, Balk’d in their owne blood did Sir Walter fee
To chace chefe Pagans in thofc holy Fields, On Holmedons Plaines. Of Prifoncr?, Hotfparre tookc
Ouer whofe Acres walk’d thofeblefled fccte * Mordake Earle of Fife, and eldeft fonne
Which founcene hundred yeares ago were nail’d To beaten Dorvglas, and the Earle of AthoB,
For our aduaotage on the bitter Crofie. Of Marry, e^fȣ/tt,and Menteith.
Buc this our purpofe is a tweluemonth old, And is not this an honourable fpoyle ?
And bootlcffc 'tis to tell you we will go A gallant prize ? Ha Cofin, is it not? Infaith it is.

Therefore we meete not now. Then let me heare Weft. AConqueftforaPrincetoboaftof.

Of you my gentle Confin Weflmerland, King. Yea, there thou mak’ft me fad, & mak’ftmefio,
What yefternight our Councell did decree, Inenuy, that my Lord Northumberland
, In forwar Jing this deerc expedience. Should be the Father of fo bleft a Sonne
Weft. My Liege .-This hafte was hot in queftion. A Sonne, who is the Theame of Honors tongue
And many limits of the Charge fet downe Among’ft aGroue, the very ftraighteft Plant,
. But yefternight when all athwart there came
:
Who is fweet Fortunes Minion,and her Pride:

A Poll from Wales. oaderr with heauy Newes

I Whil’ft I by looking on thepraileofhim.
Whofe word ‘was, That the Noble UUorttmtr^ See Ryot 3nd Diflionor ftaine the brow
Leading the men ofHcrefcrdfnire to fight Of my yong Harry. O that it could be prou’d.
Againfl the irregular 3nd wilde Glendcwcr, That fome Night-tripping-Faiery, had exchang’d
Was by the rude hands ofthat Welfhman taken, In Cradle-clothes, our Children where they lay.
• And a thoufand ofbis people butchered And call’d mine Percy , his Plant agent :
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Then would I haue his Harry , and he mine Fal and is not my Hofteffe of
Thou fay ’ft true Lad :

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Bin let him from my thought*. What thinke you Coze the Tauerne a mod fweet ench ? W
Of this young Percies pride ? The Prifoners “Prin, As is the hony, my old Lad of the Caftle : and is

Which he in this aduenture hath furpriz'd. not a B jffe lerkin a moff fweet robe of durance ?
To his ownc vfe he keepes, and fends me word Fal. How now?how now mad Waggc ? What in thy
I(hallhaue none but Mordake Earle ofFtfe. quips and thy quid clitics ? What a plague hauel to doe
O^ejl. This is his Vncklcs teaching.This is Worcefter with aBuffe-lerkin?
Malcuolent to you in all A fpedfs Prin. Why, what a poxe haue I to dotfwith my Ho-
Which makes him prune hitnfelfe,and briftle vp ftefle of the T atterne?
The crcft of Y outh againft your Dignity. Fal. Well, thou haft call’d her to areck’ningmany a.
King. But I haue Cent for him to anfwer this: time and oft.
And for this caufe a-while we muft negledt Did I euer call for thee to pay thy part ?
Prin.
Our holy purpofc to Icrufalcm. No, lie giue thee thy due, thou half paid a 1 there.
Fal.
Cofin, on Wednefday next, our Councell we will hold. Pnn. Y ea and elfewhere, fo farre as my Coine would
At Windfor, and fo informe the Lords ftrecch, and where it would not, I haue vs’d my credit.
But come your felfe with fpeed to vs againe. Fal. Yea.and fo vs’d it, that were it neere appatant,
For more is to be faid, and to be done. that thou art Hcire apparant. But I pry thee fw'c cc Wag,
Then outofangercanbevtcercd. fhall therebeGallowes ftanding in England when thou
Weft. I will my Liege. Exeunt art King rand refolution thusfobb’d ss it is. with cheru-
ftie cuibc of old Father Anticke the Law ? Doe not thou
when thou sr: a King-hang aTheefe.
prin No, thou (Balt.
Selena Secunda . Fal Shall I? O rare! He be a braue f udge.
Prin. Thou iudgelf falie already. I mcane, thou (halt
haue the hanging of the Tbeeues, and fo become a rare
Snter Henry Prince of IF'ales, Sir 1obit Fal- Hangman.
Jlajfe. and point*,. Fal. Well Hal, well and : in fome fortit iumpes with

my humour, as well as waiting in the Court, I can tell

Pal. Now Hu/, what timeofday is it Lad ? you.
Prince Thou art fo fat-witted with dunking of olde Prin. For obtaining of fuites?
Sacke. and vnbuttoning thee after Supper, and fleeping Fal. Yea.for obtaining of fuites, whereof the Hang-
vpon Benches in the afternoone, that thou hafi forgotten man hath rio lcane Wardrobe. 1 am as Melanchollyas a
to demand that truely, which thou wouldcft truly know. Gyb-Cat,or a lugg’d Beare.
What a diuell half thou to d'» with the time of the day? Pnn. Or an old Lyon, or a Louers Lute.
vnlefle houres were cups of %acke, and minute* Capons, Yea, or.t'hc Drone of a Lincolnfnire Bagpipe.
Fal.
and clockes the tongues of Baades, anddiallsthe fignes Pnn. What fay’ll thou to a Hare, 6rthe Melancholly
of Leaping-houfes,andthcblclVed Sunnc bin .lelfe afaite of Moore Ditch?
hot Wench in c l3me-colQuredT'<>ff-ta; fee no teafon,
1 Fal. Thou half the moft vnfauoury fmiles, and art in-
why thou fhotildcll bee fo fjperfluous, to demaund die deed the moft comparatiue rafcalleft lweet yeng Prince.
time fifthedav. But Hal, I pry thee trouble me no more with vanity, I wold
Fal. Indeed you come neere me now for we that thou and 1 knew, where a Commodity of good names
take Purfes.go by the Mo ne and feuen Starrc*, and not were tobebotignt:' an olde Lord of the Councell rated
by Phoebus hee, that wand’ring Knight fofaire. And I me the other day in the ftreet about you fir; but! mark’d
prythccfwcet Wagge, when thou art King as God faue him not, 3iid yet hce talk’d very wilely, but I regarded
thy Grace, Maielfy I fhould lay, for Grace thou wilte him not, and yer he talkt wifely, and in the ftteet too.
haue none. Prin. Thou didft well: for no man regards it.
Prin What, none ? Fal. O.thou haft d aHma h)e iteration, and art indeede
Fal, No, not fo much as will feme to be Prologue to able to corrupt a Saint. Thou haft done much harme vn-
anEgge and Butter. tomc Hall, God forgiue thee for it. Before I knew thee
Prin. Well, how then? Come roundly.roundly. /fa/. I knew nothingiand now Iam(ifamanlholdfpeake
Fal. Marry then, fweetWagge, when thou art King, truly)little better then one of the wicked. I mult giue o-
let not vs that a^e Squires of the Nights bodie, bee call’d uer this life, and I will giue it ouer : and I do not, lama
Theeuesof theDaycsbeautie. Let vs beDww-wForrc- Vdlaine. He be damn’d for ncuer a Kings fonne inChri-
ffers, Gentlemen of the Shade, Minions of theMoone; ftendoine.
and let men fay, we be men of goodGouernmcnt, being Prin. Where fhall we take a purfe to morrow, Iacke?
gouerned as the Sea is, by our noble and chaff mid ris the Fal. Where thou wilt Lad, le make one and 1 doc t :

Moone, vnder whofe countenance we Ifeale. not, call me Villaine,and bafflle me.
Prin. Thou lay ’If well, and it holds well too : for the Pnn, I fee a good amendment of life in thee : From
fortune of vs that are the Moones men, docth ebbe and Praying, to Purle-taking.
flow like the Sea, beeing gouerned as the Sea is, by the Fal. Why. Hal. ’tis my Vocation Hal ; ’Tis no fin for a
Moone: asforproofe. Now aPurleof Gold moftrefo- man to labour in his Vocation.
lutcly fnatch’d on Monday night, and mod dilfolutcly Point a,. Now
fhall wee know if Gads hill haue fet a
fpent onTuefday Morning ; got with f>vcaring,Lay by : Watch. O, men were to be fauedby merit,what hole
if

and fpent with crying. Bring in : now, in as low an ebbe in Hell were hot enough for him ? This is the moft omni-
as the foot of the Ladder, and by and by in as high a flow potent Vdlaine, that euer crycd, Stand, to a true man.
as the ridge of the jallowes. Prtn. Good morrow Ned,
Ptintz,.
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Taints. Good morrow fwcct Hal. What faics Mon- true bred Cowards as cuer rurn’d backe.-and for the
third
fieurRcmorfe ? What faycs Sir Iohn Sacke and Sugar : if he fight
longer then he fees reafon,lleforfwear
Armes,
lackc? How agrees the Diuellaad thee about thy Soule, The vertue of this left will be, the incomprehenfible lyes
that thou foldeft him on Good-Fridaylaft, fora Cup of that this fat Rogue will tell vs, when wc mecte at Supper:
Madera, and a cold Capon* legge ? how thirty at lcaft he fought with, what Wardes, what
Prm, Sir Iohn ftands to his word, thediuel fhall haue blowes, what extremities he enduredjand in the reproofc
his bargaine,for he was neuer yet a Breaker of Prouerbs: ofthis, lyes the ieft.
He wtllgme the dine It his due. T ri ” • Well, lie goe with thee, prouide vs all things
P<>;*.Then art thou damn’d for keeping thy word with neceflary, and mecte me to morrow night in Eaftcheape
the diucll. there lie fup. Farewell.
Prin. damn’d for cozening the dittell.
Elfc he had Poyn. Farewcll.my Lord. £Xtt p t f„ u
Toy. But my Lads, my Lads, to morrow morning, by Prm. I know you all, and will a-while vphold
foure a clockc early at Gads hill, there are Filgrimes go- The vnyoak’d humor ofyour idlencflc
ing te Canterbury with rich Offerings, and Traders ri- Yetheercin willl imitatethc Sunne,
ding to London with fat Purfcs. I haue vizards for you Who doth permit the bale contagious eloudes
all you haue horfes for your (dues : Gads-hill lyes to
;
To fmother vp his Beauty from the world,
night in Roehcftcr, I haue befpoke Supper to morrow in Thst when he pleafe againe to be himfejfc.
Eaftcheape; we may doe it as fecure as fleepe: if you will Being wantcd,hemay be more wondred at.
go, I will Ruffe your Purfcs full of Crownes if you will : By breaking through the foulc and vgly mifls
not, tarry at home and be hang'd. Of vapours, that did feeme to ftrangle him.
Pal. Heareye Ycdward,if I tarry at home and go not, If all the yeare were pbying holidaies,
lie hang you for going, To fport, would be as tedious as to worke
Pej, You will chop*. But when they fcldomc come, they wifln-for come.
Fat. Hal, wilt thou make one? And nothing pleafeth but rare accidents.
Prin. Who, I rob? I a Thcet'c? Not I. So when this loofe behauiour I throw off.
Fal. There’s neither honefly, manhood.nor good fcl- And pay the debt I neuer proroifed
lowfhip in thee, nor thou cam'll not of the blood-royill, By how much better then my word I am.
if thou dar’ft not ftand for ten fhillings. By fo much {ball I falfifie mens hopes,
Prin, Wdl then, once in my dayes lie be a mad-cap. And like bright Mcttall on a fullcn ground
fal. Why, that's well faid. My reformation glittering o’re my fault.
Prin. Well, come what will. He tarry at home, Shall fhew more goodly, and attradl more eyes.
Fal. He be a Traitor then,when thou art King, i Then that which hath no foyle to fet it off.
Prin. I care not. He fo offend, to make offence a skill.
Pojn. Sir I pry thee leaue the Prince &
me alone, Redeeming time,whcn men thinke leaft I will.
I will lay him downe fuch reafons for this aduenture,thac

he fhall go.
Fal. Well, maift thou haue the Spirit of perfwafion ;
and he the cares ofprofiting, that what thou fpeakeft
may mouc ; and what he heares may be beleeued,that the
true Prince, may(for recreation lake)proue a falfe theefe;
for the poore abufes of the time, wane countenance. Far- Enter the King, Northnmber land, lForeefier,Hot(pnrrtt
r
\v,cll,you fhall finde me in Eaftcheape. Sir IFalter Blnnt i and others.

Prm. Farwclt the latter Spring. Farewell Alhollown

Summer. Kmg. My blood hath beene too cold and temperate,
Pop. Now, my good fweec Hony Lord, ride with vs Vnapt to flirre at thefe indignities.
tomorrow, I haue a ieft to execute, that I cannot man- And you haue found me ; for accordingly.
nage alone. Falflaffe, Harney, Rofftll, and Cjads-hillf fhall You tread vpon my patience :But be fure,
robbe thofc men that wee haue already way-layde, your I will from henceforth rather be my Selfe,
felfe andl, wil not be there:and when they haue the boo- Mighty, and to be fear’d, then my condition
ty, if you and I do not rob them, cut this head from my Which hath beene fmooth as Oyle, foft as yong Downe,
fhoulders. And therefore loft that Title of refpeft,
Prin. But how fhal w* part with them in fecting forth? Which the proud foulc ne’re payes,but to the proud,
Poyn. Why, we wil fet forth before or after them,and W»r. Our houfe (my Soueraigne Licge)littlc deferaet
appoint them a place of meeting, wherin it is at our plea- The fcourge of greatnefie to be vfed on it,
fure to fade ; and then will they aduenture vppon the ex- And that fame greatnefie too, which our owne hands
ploit rhcmfelues, which they fhall haue no fooncr atchie- Haue holpe to make fo portly.
ued, but wee’I fet vpon them. Nor. My Lord.
Prin. I,butt!s like that they will know vs by our King. Worcefter get thee gone : for I do fee
horfes.by our habits,and by euery other appointment to Danger and difobedicncc in thine eye.

be our felues. O fir,your prefence is too bold and peremptory.

foj. Tut our horfes they fhall not fee, Iletyethem in And Maieflie might neuer yet endure
the wood, our vizards wee will change after wee leaue The moody Frontier of a feruant brow.
them and firrah, 1 haue Cafes of Buckram for the nonce,
:
You haue good leaue to leaue vs. When we need
to immaskc our noted outward garments. Your vfe and counfell,we (hall fend foryou.
Prin. Bur I doubt they will be too hard for vs. You were about to fpeakc.
Pom. Well,fortwoofthera, I know them to bcc as North, Yea, my good Lord.
Thofe
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Lhe Firjl Tart ofKing Henry the Fourth. n
Thofe Prifoners in your Highneffe demanded. No : on the barren Mountaine let him fterue:
Which Harry Percy htere at Holmtdtm tooke. For I fhall neuer hold that man rnyFricnd,{
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Were (as he fayes) not with tuch flrength denied Whofc tongue fhall askeme for one peny cofi
As wn deliucrcd to your Maicfty : Toiranfome homereuolted Mortinter.
Who either through enuy.or niilprifidn, Hot. Reuolted iMertimer ?
Was guilty of this and not my Sonne.
fault; He neuerdid fall off, my Soueraigne Liege,
Hot. My Liege, I did
deny no Prifoneis. But by the chance of VVarre : to prouerhat true.
But, I remember yv hen the fight W3S done. Needs no more but one tongue. Forall thofe Wounds, j

When I was dry with Ra.gf extreameToyle, Thofe mouthed Wounds, which valiantly he tooke.
BreathleiTejand Faint, leaning vpon my Sword, When on the gentle Seuerr.es ftedgiebanke.
Came there Lord, mac and trimly dreft;
a certaine In fingle Oppofition hand to hand,
Frcfli as a Bride-groome, and his^Chin new respe, He did confound the beft part of an houre
Shew’d like a ft ubble Land « Harucft homca In changing hardiment v.ich great Gler.dovter ;
He was perfumed like a Milliner, Three times they breath’d, and three times did they drink
And ’twixt his Finger and his Thumbe.he held Vpon agreement, of fvvife Seuernes flood ;
APouncet-box which euerand anon
: Who then affrighted with their bloody Iooke j.
He g3ue his Mole, and took’t away. againc Ran fcarefullv among the trembling Reeds,
Who therewith angry, when it nexe came there, And hid his efifpe-head in the hollow banke,
Tooke it in Snr.ffc And ftill he iinil’d and talk’d
. : Blood-ftained with chcfe Valiant Combatants,
And as the Souldiers bare dead bodies by, ,
Neuer did bafe and rotten Policy
^

He call’d them vntaught Knaues, Vn, mannerly, Colour her working with fuch deadly wounds 5
T o bring a flqucnly vnhandl'ome Coarle Nor neuer could che Noble cMortijr.tr ,

Betwixt the Winde,and his Nobility. Rcceiue many, and all willingly :
fo

With many Holiday and Lady tcarme Then let him not be fland’red with Rcuolt.
He fjucftion’d me Among the reft, demanded
: King. Thou do’ft bely him Percy, thou doft bely him.
My Prifoners, in your Maiefties bchalfc. He neuerdid encounter with Glendcwer
Ithen, all-fmarting, with my wounds being cold, I tell thee, he durft as well haue met the diticil alone.

(To be fo peflered with a Popingay) As Owen G/endnverfov an enemy.

i Out of my Grecfe, and my Impatience, Art thou not afham’d? But Sirrah, henceforth
Anfwer’d (ncgleftingly)lknowaotwhar, Ler me not hcare you fpeake of Mortimer.
'
He fhould, or fhould not For he made me mad,; Send me your Prifoners with the fpcedieft meancs.
:
To fee him fhine fo briske, and lmell fo fweet. Or you fhall heare in fuch a kinde from me
And talke fo like a Waiting-Gentlewoman, As will difpleafeyc. My Lord Northumberland,
Of Guns. & Drums, and V/oundsrGod lauethemarkc; We Liccnfe your departure with your fonne.
And telling me, the Soueraign’ft thing on earth Send vs your Prifoners, or you’l heare of it. Exit King,
Was Parmacity, for an inward bruife : Hot. And if the diucll come and roare for them
And that it was great was.piety, fo it I will not fend them. I will after ftraighc
That vdlanous Salt-peter fhould be digg’d And tel! him fo : for I willeafe my heart.
Ouc of the Bowels of the hatmleflc Earth, •
Although be with hazard of my head.
it

\
Which many a good Tall Fellow had deftroy’d Nor. What? drunke with choller.? ftay paule awhile, &
So Cowardly. And but for thefe vile Gunnes, Heerc comes yourVnckle. Enter W'orceficr.
|

, He would himfeife haue becne a Souldier. Hot. Speake of ‘Mortimer ?

:

This bald, vnioynted Chat of his (my Lord) Yes, I will fpeake cf him, and let my foule
,
Made me to anfwer indirectly (as I laid.) Wane mercy, if I donor ioyne with him.
•
And I-belccch you, let not this report In his behalfe, lie empty all thefe Veines,
Come currant for an Accufation, And fned my deerc blood drop by drop i’th duft.
Betwixt my Loue.andyour highMaiefty. But I will lift the downfall \JUortimer
Blunt. The circumftar.ee confidered, good my Lord, As high i’th Ayre,as this Vnthankfull King,
j
What euer Harry Percte then had faid. As this Ingrate and Cankred Bullingbrooke.
To fuch a perfon, and in fuch a place, Nor. Brother, the King hath made your Nephew mad
At fuch a time, with all the reft retold, tvor. Who ftrooke this heatevp after I was gone l
May reafonably dye, and neuerrife Hot. He will (forfooth)hauc all my Prifoners ;
-
To do him vvrong.or any way impeach And when I vrg’d the ranfom once againe
[
What then he laid, fo he vnfay it now. Of my Wiucs Brother,thcn his cheeke look’d pale,
K:ng. Why
yet doth deny hisPrifoncrs, And on my face he turn’d an eye of death.
But with Pronifo and Exception, Trembling euen at the name of Mortimer.
That we at our ownc charge, fhall ranfomeftraight cannot blame him: was he not proclaim d
tVor. I
His Brother-in-I.aw,thc foolilh Mortimert By Richard that dead is, the next of blood ?
Who (in my loulc)hach wilfully betraid Nor. He was: I heard the Proclamation,
The hues of thofe, that he did Icade to Fight, And then it was, when the vnbappy King
Againft the great Magitian, damn'd Glcndowert ( Whofc wrongs in vs God pardon) did fet forth

Whole daughter (as wehcarejthe Ejtlc of March Vpon his Irifh Expedition
Hath lately married. Shall our Coffers then. From whence he intercepted, did rcturne
Be emptied, to redeeme a Traitor home ? To be depos’d, and fhortly murthered.
$h all wcbuyTrea fond and indent with Fcares, Wor. And fpr whofc death, wc in the worlds widemouth
When they haue loft and fovfey ted thcmfelucs. Liuc lcandafiz'd,and fouly fpoken of.
e Hot 4
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The Firfi TarttfK^ ing Hentytbc Fourth.

Hand. *
King Richard then He keepe them, by this
Hot. But fofVl pray you ;
did
my brother Mortimer
Wor. You ftart away,
Prochime
Crowne ? \
Andlendnoeare vnto my purpofe*.
Hcyre to the
Thofe Prifoners you (hall keepe.
He did, my felfc did hearc it.
Nor.
Hot. Nay, I will ; that’s flat
Hot. Nay then I cannot blame his Coufin King,
He faid, he would not ranfome Mortimer t
That wi(h’d him on the barren Mountaines ftaru’d.
Forbad my tongue to fpeakeof Mortimer.
But (hall it be, that you that let the Crovvne
of this forgctfull man, But I will finde him when he lyes afleepc,
Vpon the head
the decefted blot And in his eare, lie holla Mortimer.
And for his lake, wore
Nay, lie haue a Starling (hall be taught to fpeake
Of murthcrous fubornation? Shall it be.
Nothing but Mortwwfr.and giue it him.
That you a world of curfes vndergoe,
To keepe his anger ftill in motion.
Being the Agents, or bafe fecond meanes,
War. Hearc you Coufin : a word.
The Cords, the Ladder, or the Hangman rather ?

defeend fo low, Hot . All ftudies heere I folemnly defie,

0 pardon, if that I \
Sauc how to gall and pinch this Bulliugbrooke,
To (hew the Line, and the Predicament
King, And that fame Sword and Buckler Prince of Wales.
Wherein you range vnder this
f
fubtill

in thefe dayes, But that I thinke his Father loiieshimnot,

t Shall it for fliamc, be fpoken |

And would be glad he met with fomc mifchance,

Or fill vp Chronjefesih time to come,
I would hauepoyfon’d him with a pot of Ale.
:

That men of your Nobility and Power,

j
Wor. Farewell Kinfman He talke to you
:

Did gage them both in an vniurt bchalfe

done) When you are better temper’d to attend.
(As Both of voigGod pardon it, haue
Nor. Why what a Wafpe-tongu'd & impatient foolc
To put downe Richard, that fwcct loucly Rofc, Art thou, to breakc into this Womans mood,
And plant this Thorne, this Canker 'Bttllwgbrookc ?
Tying thine eare to no ton gue but thine owne ?
And (la all it in more (hame be further fpoken,
Hot. Why look you, I am whipt & fcourg’d with rods,
•That you are fool’d, difearded, and ftrockc
oft
vnderwent ? Netled, and ftung with Pifmires.when I heare
1By him, for whom thefe fhames ye
time ferues, wherein you may ledeeme Of this vile Politician 'BuUwgbroche.
‘No yet
In Richards time What dc’ye call the place ?
:

Yourbanifti d Honors, and reftoreyour fdues

:

A plague vpon’c, it is iiiGIoufterihtrc :

Into the good Thoughts of the world

againe.
;

and ditdain’d contempt ’Twas, where the madcap Duke his Vncle kept,
Reuenge the geering
His Vncle Yorke,where 1 firft bow’d my knee
Of this proud King, who ftudies d-y and night
Vnto this King of Smiles, this BuUmgbrtokt:
To anfwcr all the Debt he owes vnto you, When you and he came backe from Ratienfpurgh.
Euen with the bloody Payment of your deaths
Nor. At Barkley Caftlc,
Therefore 1 fay
Hot. You fay true;
Wor. Peace Coufin, fay no more.
Why what acaudicdeale ofeurtefie,
And now I will vnclaspc a Secret booke,
This fawning Grey hound then did proffer me.
And to your quickc conceyuing Difcontents,
dangerous, Looke when his infant Fortune came to age,
lie reade you Mictcr, deepe and
and aduenturous Spirit, And gentle Harry Percy , and kmdc Coufin :
A* full of pcrill O, the Dmell take fuch Coutcners,God forgiue me.
Asto o’re-walke a Current, roaring loud hauedonc.
Good Vncle tell your tale, for I
On the vnftedfaft footing of a Spcare. Wor. Nay, if you haue not, tuo’t againe,
Hot If he fall in, good night, or finkc or fwimme
Send danger from cheEaft vnto the Weft,
W ee’l ftay your ley fure.

Hot. 1 haue done infooth.

So Honor erode it from the North to South, Wor. Then once more to your Scottifli Prifoners.
And let them grapple The blood more (fares
:

Dchuer them vp without their ranfome ftraight.

To rowze a Lyon, then to ftart a Hare. And make the Dowglat fonne youronely meane
Nor. Imagination of fome great exploit, which for diuers rcafons
For powres in Scotland :

Driues him beyond the bounds ofPatience.

eafie leap, Which I (hall fend you written.be affur’d
Hot. By heauen, me thinkes it were an
Moone, Will eafily be granted you, my Lord.
Toplucke bright Honor from the pale-fac’d
bottome of the deepe. Your Sonne in Scotland being thus impl y’d.
Or diue into the bofome creepe
Shall fccretly into the
Where Fadome-line could neuer couch the ground,
Of that fame noble Prelate, well bclou’d,
And plucke vp drowned Honor by the Lockes
The Archbi(hop.
So he that doth redeeme her thence, might weare
Hot. OfYorke, is’tnot?
Without Co-riuall, all her Dignities:
Wor. True, who beares hard
But out vpon t,lys halfe-fnc’d Fellow (Trip*
His Brothers death at Briftow, the Lord Scrtofc.
War. He apprehends a Wo'fd of Figures here,
I fpeake not this in eftimation,
Bnt not the forme of what he (hould attend :
for a-while. As what I thinke might be, but what Iknow
Good Coufin giue me audience ruminared,pIotted,and fet downe,
Is
And lift tome.,;. the face
And onely ftayes but to behold
Hot. I cry you mercy. on.
Of that occafion that (hall bring it
Wor. Thole fame Noble Scpttcs
Hot. Ifmellit:
That are your Prifoners.
i

Vpon my life, it will do wond’rous well.

Hot. lie keepe them all.
Nor. Before the game’s a-foot, thou ftill kt'ft flip. I

Byhe3ucn,hefhalinothaue a Scot of them:

Hot. Why, it cannot choofe but be a Noble
plot,
No, if a Scot would fauc hi* Sou!c,he (hall not.i
Anc
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The Firft TartofKyng Henry the Fourth. 53

I And then the power ofScotland,and ofYorke ding in the liable.
To ioyne with Mortimery Ha. 1, Car. Nay foft I pray ye, I know a trick worthtwo
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I
tVor. And fo they ftiall. of that.
exceedingly well aym'd. Gad. prethee lend me thine.
1

Hot. Infaith it is I
Vor. And *tis no little reafon bids vs fpeed, 2. Car. I,when,canft tell f Lend
mee thy Lanthorne
To fauc our heads, by raifing of a Head : (quoth-a) marry lie fee thee hang’d firft.
For,beare our fclues as euen as weean. Gad. Sirra Carrier What time do you mean to come
:

The King will alwayes thinke him in our debt. to London?

And thinke.we thinke our felue* vnfatisfied. 2 .Car. Time enough to goe to bed with a Candle, I
Till he hath found a time to pay vs home. warrant thee. Come neighbour CMugges, wee’ll call vp
And fee already, how he doth beginne the Gentlemen, they will along with company, for they
To make vs ftrengers to his Iookes of loue. haue great charge. Exeunt
Hot He does, he does; wee'l be reueng’d on him. v

Wor. Coufin, farewell. No further go in this. Enter Chamberlaint

Then I by Letters fhall direfl your courl’e
When time is ripe, which will be fodainly; Gad. What ho, Chambcrlainc ?
lie fteale to Glendovoer , and loe, Mortimer , Cham. At hand quoth Pick-puvfe.
Where you, and Dowglae, and our powres at once. Gad. Thac’s euen as faire,as at hand quoth the Cham-
At I will fafhion it, fhall happily meete, berlaine: For thou varieft no more from picking ofPur-
To beare our fortunes in our owne (Irong armes. fes, then giuing dire&ion, doth from labouring Thou .

Which now we hold at much vneertainty. lay’ll the plot, how.

Nor. Farewell good Brother, we fhall thriue, I trull. £ham. Good morrow Mailer Gads- Hill, it holds cur-
Hot. Vnde,adieu : O let the houres be fhort, rant that told you yellernight. There’s a Franklin in the
I

TiIIfieldsjandblowes,and grones,applaud our fport.c.wr wilde of Kent, hath brought three hundred Markeswith
him in Gold: I heard nim tell it to one of his company lall
night at Supper ; a kinde of Auditor, one that hath abun-
dance of charge too (God knowes what) they are vp al-
Aclus Secundum Scena Trima. ready, and call for Egges and Butter. They will away
prefently.
Gad. Sirra, if they meete not with S. Nicholas Clarks,
Enter a Carrier with a Lanterue in hie hand. lie giue thee this necke.
X.Car. Heigh-ho, an’t be not foure by the dayjle be (ftham. No, lie none of it I prythee keep that for the
:

bang’d. Charles waine is ouer the new Chimney, and yet Hangman, for I know thou worlhipftS.Nicholas as tru
ourhorfenotpackt. What Older ?> ly as a man of falfhood may.

Oft. Anon, anon. Gad. What talkefl thou to me of the Hangman? Ifj
i tCar. IprctheeTcm,beatcCuts Saddle, putafew hang, He makeafatpayrcofGallowes. For, iflhang,
Floc^es in the point : the poorc lade is wrung in the wi- old Sir lohn hangs with mee, and thou know’ll bee’s no
thers, out of allccffe. Surueling, Tut, there are other Troians that dream’ll
Enter another Carrier. not of, the which (for fport fake) are content to doe the
x.Car Peafe and Beanes are as danke here as a Dog, Profellion fome grace ; that would (if matters fhould bee I
and this is the next way to giue poorc lades the Bottcs : look’d into) for theirownc Credit fake, make all Whole.
Thishoufc is turned vpfide downe linte Tebin the O filer I am ioyned with no Foot-land-Rakers, no Long-llaffe
dyed; fix-penny linkers, none of thefc mad Muftachio-purplc-
1. Car. Poore fellow neucr ioy’d Iince the price of oats hu’d-Maltwormcs, but with Nobility, and Tranquilitie;
rofe, it was the death of hi m. Bourgomafters, and great Oneyers, fuch as can holde in,
2. Car. I thinke this is the moll villanous houfein al fuch as will ftrike foonerthen fpcake ; and fpeake footer
London rode for Fleas: I am (lung like a Tench; then drinke, and drinke fooner then pray: and yet I lye,
l .far. LikeaTench? There isnc’re a KinginChri- for they pray continually vnto their Saint the Common-
ftendome.could be better bit, then I haue bcene iince the wealth ;
or rather, not to pray to her, but prey on hcr.for
full Cocke. they ride vp & downe on hcr.and make hir their Boots.
i.Car, Why, you will allowvsnc’rea'lourden, and Cham. What, the Commonwealth their Bootes; Will
then welcake in your Chimney and your Chamber-lye : fhe hold out water in foule way ?
breeds Fleas like a Loach. Gad. She will, Ihc will; Iullice hath liquor’d her. We
I.Car. WhatOfUer comcaway,andbehangd:come
?
(leale as in aCafllc,cockfurc: wchaue the rcceit ofFern-
away. fcedc.we walke inuifible.
2 .Car. I haue a Gammon of Bacon, land two razes of foam. Nay, I thinke rather, you are more beholding
Ginger,to be deliuercd as farre as Charing-croiTe. to the Night, then totheFernfeed,foryour walking in-
I .Car. TheTurkies in my Pannier are quite ftarued. uifible.
WhatOftlerf A plague on thce,haft thou neuer an eye in Gad. Giue me thy hand.
thy head? Can’ft not heare ? Andt’were not as good a Thou fhalt haue a fharc in our purpofe.
deed as drinke, to break the pate ofthce.I am a very Vil- As I am a true roan.
laine. Come and be bang’d, haft no faith in thee ? Cham. Nay, rather let mce haue it, as you are a falfc
Enter Gads-hiH. Thecfe.
Cfad. Good-morrow Carriers. What’s a clocke? Gad. Goe too : Homo is a common name to all men.
Car. Ithinkeitbetwoaclocke. Bid the Ollier bring the Gelding out of the liable. Fare'
Gad. I prethee lend me thy Lanthorne to fee my Gel* well, ye muddy Knauc. Exeunt. , ;

e a Sceua
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n The Fitfl Tart of lying Henry the Fourth.

JlCibit v Prtn . Youfoure (hall front them in the narrow Lane;
Ned and I,willwalke lower; if they lcapc from youren.

counter,then they light on vs.

Scoria Secunda . Peto. But how many be of them?
Gad. Some eight or ten.
Pal. Will they not rob vs?
fwfer Prmccfoynes,w& Pete. Prm What, a Coward Sir John Paunch ?
.

haue remoued Fal. Indeed I am not Iohn of Gams your Grandfather?

Points. Come fhclter.fhclter, I Falftafs
gum d V duct. but yet no Coward, Hal.
Horfe.and he frets like a
Prin. Wee’l leaue that to the proofe.
Prtn. Stand dofe. !

Enter Falftaffe.
Pom. Sirra Iacke, thy horfc Bands behinde the hedg,
and be hang’d P sines, when thon need’fl him, there thou (halt finde him. Fare-
Ftl. PoineSiPoir.es ,
brawling well, and Bandfafl.
pritt. Pcaccye fat-kidney ’d Rafcall, what a

doftthoukeepe.
Fal. Now cannot I flrike him, if I fhould be hang’d.
Prin. Ned, where are our difguifes ?
Fa l. What Potnes. Ha!}
Pom. Heere hard by Stand elofe.
Prin. He is walk’d vp tothetopofthehill,Uclgofeek
:

Pal. Now my Matters, happy man behis dole, fay I:

am accurft to rob in that Thcefe company: that cilery man to hi* bufinefic.
Pal I
Rafcall hath remoued my Horfc,3nd tied him 1 know not
further a Enter Trauellers.
where. If! traucllbut foure foot by rhe lquire
(hall breake my winde. Well, I doubt not but Tr<v. Come Neighbor: the boy (hall Ieade our Horfes
foote, 1
hanging for kil- downe the hill Wee’l walkc a-foot a while, and cate our
to dye a faire death for all this, ifl fcape
:

haue forlworne his company hourcly Legges.

ling that Rogue, I
two and twcuty yeare,& yet 1 am bcwitcht Thccues. Stay.
any time this
with the Rogues company. If the Rafcall haue
not giuen 7 ra. Iefu bleffc vs.

make me lone him, lie behang’d;it could Fal. Stril e down with them, cut the villains throats;
me medicines to
haue drunke Medicines. Points, Hal, a a whorfon Caterpillars Bacou-fed Knaucs, they hate
:
vs
not be elfc:l
Bame ere yourh ; downe with thcm.Reece them.
Plague vpon you botk. Bardolph, Peto: lie I

Tra. G,we are vndcne,both we and ours for euer.

roba foote further. And 'cwcrc not as good a deede as
to
True-raan, and to leaue thefe Rogues, I F'ai Hang ye gdrbellied knaues,arcyou vndone? No
drlnke, to turne
ye Fat Chuffes, I would your (lore were he ere. On Ba-
amthevericB Varlcc that euer chewed withaiTooth.
cons on, what ycknaues? Yong men mult line, you are
Eight yards of vneuen ground, is threclcore & ten miles
kr.owe it Grand Iurers,areye 1 Wee iureyc ifaith.
afoot with me and the Bony-hearted Villames
l
:

them .and btnde them. Enter the

Fleere they rob
well-enough. A plague vpon’t, when Thccues cannot be
Prince and Voines.
one to another. TheylF'bifile.
true
you all. Giue my Horle you Prin. The Thccues haue bound the True-inen ;
Now
Whew : a pla guc light vpon
could thou and I rob the Thccues, and go inertly to Lon-
Rogues giue me my Horle,and be hang’d.
don, it would be argument for a\Veeke j Laughter for a
:
eare
Prin. Peace ye fat guttes, lye downe, lay thine
if thou can heare the tread of Moneth,and a good iell for euer.
elofe to the ground, and lift
Poynes. Stand dole, I heare them comming.
Trauellers.
Pal. Haue you any Leauers to lift
me vp again being
owne fo far afoot again, Enter Thecttcs againe.
downe ? lie not beare mine fleflt

Exchequer. What a plague Fal. Come my Mafter$,le: vs fhare,and then tohorffe

for all the coine in thy Fathers
before day and the Prince and Poynes bcej not two ar-
meaneyeto colt me thus? :

no moe
prin.Thou ly’ft.chou art not colted,thou art vncolted. rand Cowards, there’s no equity Birring. There’s
valour in that Poynes,than ma wildc Ducke.
.

FaU I prethee good Prince Hal, help me to my horfc,

Prtn. Your money.
good Kings fonne. >
Poin. Villaines.
Prin. Out you Rogue, fhall I be your
Oftler ?
Poynes frt vpon thsrtu.
t/4s they are [bar ing,theV since and
.

Fal. Go hang thy felfe in thine

owne heire-apparant-
haue not They aU run away, leaning the booty behind them.
Garters: Ifl be tane, lie peach for this : andl
and lung to filthy tunes, let a Cup of Prince. Got with much cafe. Now merrily to Horie.
Ballads made on all,
& The Theeues are fca:tred,and pofleft with teat fo Itrong-
Sacke be my poyfon : when a iefl is fo forward, a
foote
ly that they dare not meet each other :
each takes his fel-
too, I hate it.
low Away good Ned, Falfiajfe iweates tot
for an Officer.
alongiwer t
Enter Gads -hill. death, and Lards theleanc earth as he walkes

pin not for laughing,! ftiould piety him. ?

the Rogue roar’d.

Exeunt .
Potn.How
-rri X2k&. Stands
Fd. So I do againft my will.
Poin. O’tis our Setter, I know his toyce :

Bardolfe, whatnew.es ? ,
-

on with yout Vizards, theres

•
*

Scam Tertia.
‘gar. Cafe ye.cafe ye;
going
mony of the Kings camming downe the hill, ’cis;
to the Kings Exchequer.
Enter Hotfpurre fils# ^reading a Lester.
•

Fat. You lie y6uTogue,’cis

going to the Kings Tauern.
could bet well contented to
“But for mne owne part. my Lord, I
GvJ. Tfrertfc enough to make vi aU. your houfe.
v be there, in rcjpetl of the loue l beare
•
fd& To he hang’d. He
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The Firjl TartofKjng Henry the Fourth . 55

He could be contented : Why is he not then?io refpefi: of Ser. One horfe,my Lord, he brought euen now.

the louc he beares our houle, He ftiewes in this,he loues Hot, What Horfe ? A Roane,a crop eare,is knot,
nis o wne Barnc better then he loues our houfe. Lee me Ser. It is my Lord.

fee fomc more. The purpofe you undertake is dangerom. Hot. That Roane fhall be my Throne. Well, I will
Why that’s ccrtaine r’Tis dangerous to take a CoTde, to backe him ftraigbe. EJpcrauce, bid Butler lead him forth
(leepe,todrinkc:butItell you(myLord foole) out of into the Parke.

this Nettle, Danger; we La. But hearc you,my Lord.

plucke this Flower, Safety. The
furpofejou undertake if dangerous, the Friends you baue na~ Hot, What lay’ft thou my Lady ?
nd vneertaine, the Time it Jelfevnforted, and your whole La. What is it carries you away ?
plot too light, for the counterpoise of fo great an Oppofttion. Hot. Why,my horfe(my Loue)my horfe.
Say lo, fay you fo I fay vtuo you againe, you arc a
you : La. Out you mad-headed Ape, a Weazcll hathnot
(hallow cowardly Hinde, and you Lye. What a lacke- fuch a dca!eofSpleene,asyouare toft with. Jnfooth lie
braine is this ? I proteft, our plot is as good a plot as euer know your bufonzttc Harry , that I will. Ifcarc my Bro-
was laid out Friend true and conftanc : A good Plotte,
.;
ther Mortimer doth ftirre about his Title, and hath lent
good Friends, and full of expe&ation An excellent plot, : for you to line his enterprise. But if you go-

verygood Friends. What aFrofty-fpiritcd rogue is this? Blot. So farrcafooc, I fhall be weary, Loue.

Why, my Lord of Yorkc commends the plot , and the La. Come, come, you Paraquito, anfwermcdirecHy
generallcourfeofthc adion. By this hand, if I were now vnto this queftion, that I fhall aske. Indecdc lie breake
by this Rafcall, could braine him with his Ladies Fan.
I thy little finger Harry yitbou wile not tel me true.
Is there not my my Vnckle, and my Selfe, Lord
Father, Hot. A way, away you crifler : Loue, I louc thee not,
Edmund Mortimer ,my Lord of 7V%,anu Owen Cjlendour ? I care not for thee Kate tins is no world
:

Isthere not befides, the Dowglas ? Haue I not all their let- To play with Mammecs.andtotilc with lips.
ters, to meete me in Armes by the ninth of the next Mo- We muft haue bloodie Noles.and crack’d Crownes,
neth?andate they not lome of them fee forward already? And paffe them currant too. Gods me, my horfe.
What a Pagan Ralcall is this? AnlnfidcII. Ha, you fliall What lay’ft thou Kate} what woid’ft thou haue with me ?
fee now in very fincerity of Fearc and Cold heart, will he La. Do ye not loue me? Do ye not indeed?
to the King, and lay open all our proceedings. 0,1 could Well, do not then. Forfince you louc me nor,
diuide my felfe, and go to buffets, for mouing fuch a difh I will not loue my felfc. Do you noc louc me ?
ofskim'd Milk with honourable an Adion. Hang him,
fo Nay.teil me if thou fpeak’ft in lelLor no.
let him tell the King we are prepared. I will let forwards Hot. Come, wile thou fee me ride ?
tonight. And when I am a horfcbacke, I will fwearc
I loue thee infinitely. But hearke you Kate,
Enter his Lady. Imuft not haue you henceforth, queftion me.
Whether I go nor reafon whereabout.
:

How now Kate, I muff Ieaue you within thefc two hours. Whether I muft, I muft: and to conclude,
La. O my good Lord, why arc you thus alone ? This Euening muft I Ieaue thee, gentle Kate.
For what offence haue I this fortnight bin I know you wife,but yet no further wife
Abanifh’d woman from my Harries bed ? Then Harry Percies wife. Conftar.t you arc,
Tell me (fweet Lord) what is’t that takes from thee But yet a woman : and for fecrccie,!
Thy ftomacke,p!eafiire,and thy golden flccpe ? No Lady dofer. For I will belecue
Why doft thou bend thine eyes vpon the earth ? Thou wilt not vtter what thou do’ft roc know.
Andffart fo often when thou litc’ft alone ? And fo farre wilt I truft thee, gentle Kate.
Why haft thou loft the frefn blood in thy cheekes ? La. How fo farre?
And giuen my Trcafures and my rights of thee, Hot .Not an inch further. But harke you Kate,
Tothicke-ey’d mufing, andcurft melancholly i Whither I go, thither fhall you go too :

In my by thee haue watcht.

faint-flumbers, I To day will I fet forth, ro morrow you.
And heard thee murmorc tales of Iron Warres j Will this content you Kate ?
Spcake tearmes of manage to thy bounding Steed, £<?. It muft of force. Exeunt
Cry courage to the field. And thou haft talk’d
OfSallics, and Retires;Trenches, Tents, Scend Quarta.
Of Palizadoes, Frontiers, Parapets,
OfBafiliskcs, of Canon, Culucrin, Enter Prince and Paines.
OfPrifoncrs ranfome, and of Souldiers flaine. Prtn. iVf^,prechee come out of that fat roomc,& lend
And all the current of a headdy fight. me thy hand to laugh a little.
Thy fpirit within thee bach bcenc fo at Warre, Pomes, Where haft bene Hall}
And thus hath fo beftirr'd thee in thy fkepc. Trin. With three or fourc Logger-heads, amongft 3 .

That beds of fwcaie hath flood vpon thy Brow, or fourefcore Hogflieads. haue founded the vcric bafe
I
Like bubbles in a late-difturbed Strcamc firing of humility. Sirra,I ana fworn brother to a lcafh ot
;

And in thy face ftrange motions haue appear’d, Drawers, and can call them by their names, as TomfDicke
we fee hen men reftraine their breath
Such as and Francis. They take it already vpon their confidence,
On fome great fodaine haft, O what portents arc thefc?
Some heauie bufinefle hath my Lord in hand.
thqt though I be but Prince of W
ales, yet 1 am the King
of Curtefiettelling me flatly I am no proud lack like Fal-
And I muft know it : elfe he loues me not. flajfe, but a Corinthian, a lad of mettle, a good boy, and
Hot. What ho with the Packet gone ?
; Is Gilliams when 1 am King of England, I fliall command al the good
Ser: He is my Lord, an houre agone. Laddes in Eaft-chcapc. They call drinking deepe, dy-
#«.Hath Busier brought thofc horfes fro the Sheriffe? ing Scarlet ; and when you breath in your watering, then
c 3
they
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they cry hem, and bid you play it off. Toconcludc, lam ling ? Looke to the Guefts within: My Lord, old e Sir
fo good a proficient in one quarter of an houre,that I can John with halfe a dozen more,are at the doore : (hall ] let
drjnke with any Tinker in his owne Language duringmy them in?
life. I tell thee Ned , thou haft loft much honor, that thou Prin. Let them alone awhile, and then open the doore.
wer’tnotwithme in this adffon but fwcet Ned,io fwee-
: Pomes.
ten which name of Hed,I giue thee this- peniworth of Su- Enter Pomes,
gar, clapt euen now into my hand by an vndcr Skinker, Poin. Anon, anon fir.

one that neuer fpake other Englifh in his life, then Eight Prin. Sirra, Falfiafie and the reft of the Theeues,areat
fh tilings and fix pence, and. Ton are welcome with this fhril the doore, (hall we be merry?
addition, zHnon,<ss4nen fir , Score a Pint of Uafiard in the Poin. As merrie as Crickets my Lad. Put harke yee,
Halft Moonefit fo. Cut Ned, to driue away time till Fal. What cunning match haue you made with this ieft ofthe
fiafe come, I pry thee doe thou ftandin fome by-roome, Drawer? Come, what’s the iffue?
while I queftion my puny Drawer, to what end hee gaue am no w of all humors, that haue (hewed them,
Prin. I
me the Sugar, and do neuer leaue calling Francis, that his felucs humors, fince the old dayes of goodman Mam,
to
Talc to me may be nothing but. Anon ftep : afide, and lie the pupill age of this prefent twelue a clock at midnight.
fhew theeaPrefident. What’s a docke Francis ?

Poines. Francis. Fran. Anon, anon fir.

Pnn. Thou art perfeft. Prin. That euer this Fellow fhould haue fewer words'
Pom. Francis. then a Parret, and yet the fonne of a Woman. His indu-
Enter Hr aver. ftry is vp-ftaires and down-ftaires, his eloquence the par-
Fran. Anon, anon fir ;
looke downe into the Pomgar- cell o f a reckoning. I am not yet of Percies mind,the Hot- 1

net, Ralfe. fpurre of the North, he that killes me fome fixe or i'eauen
Prince, Come hither Francis. clozen of Scots at a Breakfaft, wafiies his hands, and faies
Fran. My Lord. to his wife ;
Fie vpon this quiet life, I want worke- O my
Trin. How long haft thou to ferue, Francis ? fwcet H.vrj fayes fire, how many haft thou kill’d to day?
Fran. Forfooth fine yeares,and as much as to. - Gi.iemy Roane horfe a drench (fayes hec) and anfvveres,
Poin. Francis.
14
fome tourceene^n houre after : a trifle.a trifle. I prethee
Fran. Anon, 3non fir. call in Falfiaffe,l\e play Percy,and that damn’d Brawne
Prin. Fiucyeares: Berlady along Leafc for the clin- (hall play Dame tjMortimer his wife.&OT,fayes the drun-

king ofPe wtcr. But Francis, dareftdhou be fo valiant, as kard. Call in Ribs, call in Tallow.
to play the coward with thy Indenture, (hew it a faire &
pairc of heelcs,and run from it? Enter Falfiafie.
Fran. O Lord fir, He be fworne vpon all the Books in
England, I could finde in my heart. Welcome Iacke,where haft thou beene?
Poin.
Poin. Francis. Fal.A plague of all Cowards I fay, land a Vengeance
Fran. Anon, anon fir. too, marry and Amen. Giue me a cup of Sackc Boy. Ere
Prin. How old art thou ,Francis ? I leade this life long, He fowe nether ftockes, and mend

Fran. Let me fee, about Michaelmas next I (lialbe— themtoo. A plagueofal! cowards. GiucmeaCupof
Potn. Francis. Sacke, Rogue. Is there no Venue extant ?
Fran. Anon fir, pray you ftay a little, my Lord. prm. Didft thou neuer fee Titan kiffe a difli of Butter,
Pnn. Nay but harke you Francis, for the Sugar thou pittifull hearted Titan that melted at the fweete Talcof
gaueft me,’cwas a peny worth, was’c not ? the Sunne ? If thou didft.then behold that compound,
Fran. O Lord hr, I would it had bene two. Fal. You Rogue, heere’s Lime in this Sacke tooithere

Prin. I will giue thee for ic a thoufand pound Aske : is nothing but Roguery to be found in Villanous manjyet

me when thou wile, and thou (halthaueit. a Coward is worfe then a Cup of Sack with lime. A vil-

Potn. Francis. lanous Coward, go thy wayes old Iacke, die when thou
Fran. Anon,anon. wilt, if manhood, good manhood be not forgot vpon the
Prin. Anon Francis? No Francis, but to morrow Fran- face ofthe earth,thcn ami a fhotten Herring : there lines

cis : or Francis, on thurfdayior indeed Francis when thou not three good men vnhang’d in England, & oneof them
wilt. But Francis. is fat,and gro wes old,God helpe the while, a bad worldl

Fran. My Lord. .fay. I would I were a Weauer,I could fing all manner of

Pnn. Wilt thou rob this Leatherne Icrkin, Chriftall fongs. A plague of all Co wards,I fay fttll.

button, Not-pated, Agat ring. Puke (locking, Caddice Prin. How now Woolfacke.what mutter you ?

garter, Smooch tongue,Spaniih pouch. Fal. A Kings

Sonne? If I donotbeacethecoutofthy
Fran. O Lord hr, who do you meanc ? Kingdomc with a dagger ofLath, and driue all thy Sub-
Pnn. Why then yolir browns Baftard is your onely ie&s afore thee like a flocke of VVilde-geefe, Ileneaer
drinke.: for looke you Francis, your white Canuas doub- wearc haire on my face more, Y ou Prince of Wales ? .

let will full'cy. In Barbary fir, it cannot come to fo much. Prin, Why you horfon round manrvvhac’s the matter?

Frau. What fir? Fal. Are you not a Coward? Anfwer roe to that, and

Pom. Francis. P sines there?

Prin. Away you Rogue, doft thou hear# them call ? Prin. Ye fatch paunch, and yee call mee Coward, He

jittre they both call hint , the Drawerfiands amazed, ftab thee.

not hnoFbing which way to go. Fal. I call thee Coward ? He fee thee damn’d ere I call
the Coward: burl would giue a thoufand pound 1 could

Enter ZJintner. run as faft You are ftraight enough in the

aathoti canft.
Whatpfbnd’ft thou ftill, and hear’ft fuch a cal- fhoulders, you care not who fees your backe Call you :
Hint.
that
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that backing of your friends? a plague vpon fuch bac- dofe,came in foot and handjana with a thought, feuen of
king giue me them that will face me. Giue me a Cup
:
thceleuenlpay’d,
of Sack, I am a Rogue if I drunke to day. Prin. O
monftrous eleuen Buckrom men growne
!

Prince. O Villaine, thy Lippes are fcarce wip’d., fince out of two?
thoudrunk’ft Iaft. Faljl. But3s theDeuill would haue it, three mif-be-
Faljl, All’s one for that. He drinker. gottenKnaiics,in Kendall Greene, came at my Back, and
A plague of all Cowards ftill,fay I. let driue at me; for it was fo darkc,£te/,that thou could’ft
What’s the matter ?
"Prince. not fee thy Hand.
What’s the matter? here be foureof vs, hane
Faljl. Prm. Thefe hke the Father that begets them,
I.ycs arc
ta’ne a thoufand pound this Morning, grofle as a Mountaine, open, palpable.Why thou Clay-
Prince. Where is it Jac\ ? where is ic ? brayn’d Guts,thou Knotty-pated Foole,thou Horfonob-
Falfi. Where is it ? taken from vs, it is: a hundred feene greafie Tallow Catch.
vpon poore foore of vs. Faljl. What, art thou mad? art thou mad ? is not the
Prince. What, a hundred, man ? truth,the truth ?

Falfi. I am a Rogue, if I were not at halfe Sword with Prin. Why, how could’ft thou know thefe men in
a dozen of them two houres together, lhaue leaped by Kendall Greene, when it was fo darke,thou could’ft not
miracle. I am eight times thruft through the Doublet, fee thy Hand i Come.tell vs your reafon:what fay ’ft thou
fourc through the Hole, my Buckler cut through and to this ?

tnrough, my Sword hackt like a Hand-law, ecce Jlgnatn. Poin. Come,your rcafon your rcafon.
I neuer dealt better fince I was a man: all would not doe. Faljl. W’nar,vpon compulfion ? No : were I at the
A plague of all Cowards: let them fpeake; if they fpeake Strappado, or all the Racks in the World, 1 would not
more or leffe then truth, they are villaincs, and the formes tell you on cotnpulfion. Giue you a rcafon on compalfi-

of darknefte. on ? If Realons were as pleniie as B!ack-bcrries,I would

Prince. Speake firs,how was it ? giue no man a Rcafon vpon cotnpulfion, I.
Cad. We foutc let vpon fome dozen. Prin. lie be no longer guiltic of this finne. This fan-
Faljl. Sixtcene,at lead, my Lord. guine Coward,this Bed-ptdfcr.tbis Horf-back-brcaker,
Gad. And bound them. this huge Hill of Flefh,
Pete. No,no,they were not bound. Faljl. Away youScaricling, you Elfe-skin.you dried
Faljl. You Rogue, they were bound, eueryman of Neat* tongue, Bulles-psflell, youttockc-fifh;0 forbreth
them, or I am a lew elfe,an Ebrew lew. to vttcr. What is like thee? You Tailors yard, you Iheath
Gad. As we were fharing,fome fixe or feuen frefh men you Bow-cafe,you vile (landing tuckc.
fet vpon vs. Prin. Well, breath a-while,and thento’t againe* and
Faljl. And vnbound the reft, and then come in the when thou haft tyr’d thy iclfc in bafe companions, heare
ocher. me fpeake but thus.
Prince.What.fought yee with them all ? Poin. Marke Iacke,
Faljl. All? I know not what yee call all but if I : Prin. We two, faw you foure fet on foure and bound
fought no: with fiftic of them, lama bunch of Radifn : them, and were Matters oftheir W ealth : mark now bow
if there were not two or three and fifeie vpon poore olde 3 plaineTale fhall put you downe. Then did we two, fet
lackey then am I no two-legg'd Creature. on you fonrc,and with a word, outfac’d you from your
Pom, Pray Heaucn, you haue noc murthcred fome of prize.and haue it yea,and can (hew it you in the Houfe
:

them. And Faljlajfe, you caned your Guts away as nimbly, wi th

Faljl. Nay, that’s paft praying for, I haue pepper’d as quickc dexteritie,and roared for mercy, and dill ranne
two of them T wo I am fure I haue payed, two Rogues
: and roar’d, as cuer 1 heard Bull-Calfe. What a Slaue art
inBuckrom Suces. I tell thee what, Hal if I tell thee a ,
thou, to hacke thy fword as thou haft done, and then fay
Lye,fpit in my face, call me Horfc: thou knoweft my olde it was in fight. YVhat trick? what deuicej? what darting

word: here I lay, and thus I bore my point; foure Rogues hole cantt thou now find out, to hide thee from this open
in Buckrom let driue at me. and apparant fhame ?

/Vmrc.Whatjfoure? thou fayd'ft but two.cuefi now. Poines. Come, let’s heare Iacke : What tricke haft
Faljl. Foure Hal, told thcc fourc. thou now ?
Pom. 1,1, he faid foure. Fal. I knew ye as well as he that made ye. Why heare
Faljl. Thefe foure came all a-front,and mainety thruft ye mv Matters, was it for me to kill the Beice apparant ?

at me ; I made no more adoe, but tooke all their feuen Should I turne vpon the true Prince? Why ,chou knoweft
points in my Targuet.thus. I am as valiant as Hercules : but bcwaie InftintT, the Lion
Prince. Seuen ? why there were but foure, euen now. will not touch the true Prince : InftincfF is a great matter.
Faijl. In Buckrom, I was a Coward cn Inftindl: 1 fhall thinke the better of
Poin. I, foure, in Buckrom Sutes. my felfe.and thee, during my life : I, fora valiant Lion,
Faljl. Seuen, by thefe Hilts, or lama Villaine elfe. and thou for a true Prince. But Lads, glad you haue I am
Trin. Prethce let him alone, we fhall haue more anon. the Mony. watch to night,
Hoftcire,clap to the doores:
Faljl. Docft thou heart mc>Hal? pray to morrow. Gallants, Lads,Boyes, Harts ofGold,
Prin. I.and rrvarke thcc too, Jack. all the good Titles of Fellowfhip come to you What, .

Fal/l. Doe fo, for it is worth the liflningtoo: thefe fhall we be rrerry? fliall wc haue a Play extempory.
nine in Buckrom, that I told thee of. Prm, Content.and the argument fhall be, thy runing
Prin. So, two more alrcadie. away.
Faljl. Their Points being broken. Fal. A, no more of that HalJ and thou loueft me.'
Poin. Downe fell his Hole. Enter Hojlcjfe.
Faljl. Began to giue me ground: but I followed me Hojl My Lord, the Prince?
Prin.
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Prin. How now my Lady the Hoftcffe ,

what fay’ft Prin, So did he neuer the Sparrow.
thou to me ? Falfi. Well, that Rafcall hath good mettall in him,
Marry, my Lord, thdre is a Noble man of the
hofieffe. hce will not runne.
Court at doore would fpeake with you hec fayes,hee : Prin. Why.what a Rafcall art thou then,to prayfe him
comes from your Father. fo for running?
Prin. Giue him as much as will make him a Royall Falfi. A Horfe-backe (ye Cuckoe) but a foot hee will
nun, and fend him backe againe ro my Mother. not budge a foot.
Falfi. What manner of man is hec ? Yes lackey pon indimd.
Prin.

Hofiejfe. An old man. 1 grant ye.vpon inftintt: Well, hee is there too,
Falfi.
Vail7. What doth Grduitie blit of his Bed at Midnight? and one (JUordake, and a thoufand blcw-Cappes more.
Shall 1 giue him his anfwcre ? ,Worceflcr\$ flolneaway by Night thy Fathers Beard is :

Prin. Prethce doe lache. turn’d white with the Newes you may buy Land now
;
Falfi. ’Faith,and He fend him packing. Exit. as chcape as Ainking Mackrell.
Prince. Now Sirs you fought faire; fo did you
: Prtn. Then *cis like, if there come a hot Sunne.and this
Pete, fo did you Bardot you are Lyons too, you ranne ciuill buffettinghold, wee lhall buy Maiden-heads as
away vpon inftimSl you will not touch the true Prince;
:
they buy Hob-naylc»,by the Hundreds.
no, He. Sy the Made Lad, thou fay’d true,it is like wee
Falfi.
Bard. ’Faith, I ranne when I faw others runne. fballhaue good trading that way. But tell me Hal, art
Prin. Tell mec now1

in earned, how came Falfiaffes not thou horrible afear'd? thou being Heire apparant,
Sword fo hackt i could the Wor d pickethee out three fuch Enemyes a-
Veto. Why, he hackt it with his Dagger, and faid,hc; gaine.asthat Fiend Dowglaa, that Spirit Percy, and that
would fwcare truth out of England, but hec would make Deuill Glehdowerl Art not thou horrible afraid ? Doth
youbelceueit was done in fight, and perfwaded vs to doc not thy blood thrill at it?
the like. Prin. Not a whit:
I lacke fomc of thy inftin£h

! Bard Yea, and to tickle otirNofcs with Spcar-grafle, Well, thou wilt be horrible chidde to morrow,
Fatfi.
to make them bleed, and then to befiubber our garments when thou commed to thy Father : if thou doc loue me,
with it, and (weave it was the blood of true men. I did praffife an anfwere.
that I did not this feuen yteres before, I biufht to hearc Prin. Doe thou dand for my Father,and examine mee
his mondrous dcuiccs, vpon the particulars of my Life.
Prin. O
Villaine, thouftblcft a Cup of Sicke cigh- Falfi. Shall 1 ? content: This Chayre fhall bee my
teeneyeeres 3goe, and wert taken with the manner, and State, this Dagger my Scepter, and this Cufhion my
cucrfince thou haft biufht extempore thou badft fire : Crownc.
and fword on thy fide, and yet thou rand away ; what Pnn. Thy Srate is taken for a Ioyn’d-Scoole,thy Gol-
inditnd hadd thou for it ? den Sceptci fora Leaden Dagger, and thy precious rich
'Bard. My Lord, doe you fee thefc Meteors ? doc you Crowne.for a pittifull bald Crowne.
behold thefe Exhalations ? Falfi. Well.and the fire of Grace be not quite out of
Prin. I doe. thee now Ault thou be moued. Giue me a Cup of Sacke
Bard. What thinke you they portend ? to make mine eyes looke redde, that it may be thought I
Prin. Hot Ltuers,and cold Purfes. haue wept, for I mud Ipeakc in patTion, and I will doe it
Bard. Choler,my Lord, if rightly taken. in King Cambyfes vaine.

Prin. No, if rightly taken, Halter. Prin. Well, heere is my Legge.

Falfi. And heere is my fpeech: dand afide Nobilitie,
Enter Fa/ft a fe. Hofleffe. This is excellent fport,yfaith.
Falfi. Wecpc not, fweet Qucene , for trickling tcares
Heere comes leane Iac\e, heere comes bare-bone. How are vaine.
now my fweet Creature of Bombad, how long is’c agoe, Hofiejfe. O the Father, how hee hoides his counte-
facke ,fincc thou faw’ft thine owne Knee ? nance? .

Falfi. My owne Knee ? When I was about thy yeeres Falfi. For Gods fake Lords, conuey my truftfull Queen,

{Half I was not an Eagles Talent in the afte, I could W For teares doc flop the floud-gates of her eyes,
haue crept into any Aldermans Thumbe-Ring a plague : hofieffe. O
rare,he doth it as like one of thefc harlotry
of fighing and griefe, it blowes a man vp like a Bladder. Players,as euerl fee.
There’s villanous Newcs abroad : heere was Sir Iehn Falfi . Peace good Pint-pot, peace good Tickle-braine.
Braby from your Father you mud goe to the Court in ;
Harry I doc not onely maruell where thou fpended thy
,

the Morning. The fame mad fellow of the North, Percy ; time; but alfo, how thou art accompanied : For though
and hce of Wales, that gaue •Hmamon the Badinado, the Camomile, the more it is troden.the fader it growes;
and made Lucifer Cuckold, and fwore the Deuill his true yet Youth, the more it is wafted, the fooner it wearcs.
Liege-man vpon the Croffe of a Wclch-hooke ;
what a Thou art my Sonne : I haue partly thy Mothers Word,
plague call you him? partly my Opinion ; but chiefely, a villanous tricke of
Pain. O, G/endmver. thine Eyc.and a foolifh hanging of thy nether Lippe,that

Fatfi. ;
the fame, and his Sonne in Law
Owen, Owen doth warrant me. If then thou be Sonne to mee, heere
UMortimer, and old Northumberland, and the fprightly lyeth the point why, being Sonne to me, art thou fo
:

Scot of Scots, Dowglas, that runnes a Horfe-backe vp a poyntedat? Shall the blefled Sonne of Heauen prouea
Hill perpendicular. Micher, andeateBlack-berrves? aquedion not to bee
Prin. Hee that rides at high fpeede.and with a Piftoll askt. Shall the Sonne of England proueaTheefe, and

kills a Sparrow flying. take Purfes ? aqueftiontobcaskt. There is a thing,

Talfi . You haue hit it. i- ;
•
• Harry, which thou haft often heard of, and it is kno wne to
many
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many our Land,by
in the Name of Pitch
Pitch (as : this not him thy Harryes companie} banifli plumpe/acv^and
ancient Writers doe report)doth defile;fo doth the com- banifli all the World.
panie thou keepeft for Harry, now I doe not fpeake to
: Prince. I doe, I will.
thee in Drinke.but inTcarcs; notinPleafure,butinPaf-
fion ; not in Words onely, but in Woes alio and yet : Enter Bardolpb running.
there is a vertuous man, whom I haue often noted in thy
I know not his Name. ’Bard. O, my Lord,
companie, but my Lord, the Sherife, with amoft
Prin. What manner of man, and it like your Ma- moll monftrous Watch, is at the doorc.
ieftie ? Falfl. Out you Rogue,play out the Play I haue much :

Falfl. A goodly man

and a corpulent,
portly yfaith, to fay inthebehalfeof that Falflaffe.
of a chearefull Looke, a plealing Eye, and a molt noble
Carriage, and as I thinke,his age iome fifeie, or(byrlady) Enter the Hoffeffe .
I inclining to threefcore ; and now 1 remember mce, his
Name is Falflaffe : if that man fhould be lewdly giuen, HofieJJe. O, my Lord, my Lord.
hee deceiues mce ; for Harry, I fee V ertue in his Lookes. Falfl. Heigh, heigh, the Deuill rides vpon a Fiddle-
If then the Tree may be knowne by the Fruit, 3S the Fruit fticke : what’s the matter i

by theTree,then peremptorily I lpeake ic,therc is Vcrtue Hofleffe. The Shcrife and all the Watch a e at the

in that Falflaffe : him keepe wich, the reft banifh. And doore they are con.e to fcarth theHoufe, fhail I let
:

tell mec now, thou naughtip Var.'e., tell mce, where hall them in ?

thou becne this moneth i Falfl. Do’ft thou heare Hal , neuer call a true peece of
Prin. Do'ft thou fpcake like a King ? doe thou Hand Gold a Counterfeit : thou art eflentially made, without
for mec, and lie play my Father. feeming fo.

Falfl. Depofc me : if thou do’ft it halfe fo graucly,fo Prince. And chou a natural! Coward, without in-
maieftically.botVi in word and matter,hang me vp by the ftin£l.

heelcs fora Rabbet-fucker, or a Poulters Hare. Falfl. I deny your cJMaisr : if you will deny the
Prin. W el!,heere I am fet. Sherife,fo : if not* let him enter. If I become not a Cart

Falfl. And heere I Hand iudge : my Mafiers. as well as another man, a plague on my bringing vp I :

Prm. Now Harry, whence come you ? hope I {ball as loone be ftrangled with a Halter, as ano-
Falfl. My Noble Lord, from Eall-cheape. ther.
Prm. The complaints I heare of thee, are grieuous. Prince. Gee hide thee behinde the Arras, the reft
Falfl. Yfaith, my Lord, they are fallc : Nay,lle tickle walke vp aboue. Now my Mailers, for a true Face and
ye fora young Prince. good Confctence.
Brin. Swearell thou, vngracious Boy ? henceforth Falfl. Both which 1 haue had : but their date is out,
ne re looke or. me: thou arc violently carry ed away from •
and therefore lie hide me. '
Exit.
Grace : there is 3 Deuill haunts thee, in the hkeneffe of a Prince. Call in the Sherife.
fat old Man ; a Tunne of Man is thy Companion: Why
do’ll thou conucrfe wich that Trunke of Humors, that Enter Sbsrtfe and tbs Carrier.
Boulcing-Hutch of Bcaftlincfle, that fwolne Parcel! of
DropfieSjthac huge Bombard of Sackc,that llufc Cioake- Prince. Now Maftcr Sherifc, what is your will with
baggeof Guts, that rolled Manning Tree Oxe with the mce ?
Pudding in his Belly, that reuerend Vice, that grey ini- She. Firft pardon me, my Lord. A Hue and Cry hath
quitie, that Father Ruffian, chat Vanicie in yeeres? where- followed ccrtaine men vnto this houfe.
in is he good, but to taftc Sacke, and drinke it ? wherein prince. W
hat men ?
neat and cleanly, but to carue a Capon, and eat it ? where- Sbe. One of them is well knowne, my gracious Lord,
in Cunning, but in Craft? wherein Craftie, but inVillc- a grofle fat man.
nie ? wherein Vil!anous,but in all things ? wherein wor- Car. As fat as Butter.
chy,but in nothing i Vrmce. The man, I doe alfure you, is not heere, \

Falfl. I would your Grace would take me with you For my felfe at this time haue imploy’d him
I ;

whom mcanes your Grace i And SherifCjI will engage my word to thee.
Prince. That villanous abhominable mis-lcader of That I will by to morrow Dinner time.
\o\xih, Falflaffe, that old white-bearded Sathan. Send him to anfwere thee, or any man,
Falff. My Lord, the man I know. For any thing he fhall be charg’d withall
Prince. I know thou do ft, And fo let me entreat you,lcauc the houfe.
Falfl. But to fay, I know more harme in him then in She. my Lord there are two Gentlemen
I will, :

my fclfe.were to fay more then I know. That lice is olefc Haue in Robberie loft three hundred Markes.
this
(the more the pittie) his white hayres doe witnefle it: ^ rince , It may be fo if he haue robb’d thefe men.
:

but that hee is (fauing your rcucrcncc) aWhorc-ma- He mall be anfwerable and fo farewell. :

fter, that I vtterly deny. If Sackc and Sugar bee a fault, She. Good Night,my Noble Lord.
Hcauen helpe the Wicked if to be olde and merry, be a
: Prince. I thinke it is good Morrow,is it not ?
finne, then many an olde Hoftcthat 1 know, is damn’d : Sbe. Indeedc,my Lord, I thinke it be two a Clockc.
if to be fat, be to be hated, then Pharaohs lcanc Kir.e are Exit.
tobeloued. No my good Lord, banifli Pete, banilh Prince. This oyly Rafcall is knowne as well as Poulcs:
Barde/ph banifli Pomes : but for fweete lacke Falflaffe,
,
goe call him forth.
kindc lacke Falslaffe, t rue lacks Falflaffe, valiant lacke Fal- Pete. Falflaffe 1 fall afleepe behinde the Arms, and
flaffe, and thereforemore valiant, being as hcc is olde lacl^ fnorting like a Horfe.
Falflaffe, banifh not him thy Harry es companie, bamfh Prince. Harke, how hard he fetches breath ; fcarch his
Pockets. He
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He Jearcheth his Pockets ,
and findeth i
Steeples, and moffe-growne Towers. AcyourSirch,
certatne Papers. Our Grandam Earth,hauing this diftemperature
Prince. What haft thou found ? In paifion {hooke,
Peto. Nothing but Papers, my Lord. Glend. Coufin: of many men
Prince, Let’s fee, what be they ? readc them. I doe not beare thefe Crofting* : Giue me leaue
Peto. Item, a Capon. ii.s.ii.d. To tell you once againe, that at my Birth
Item,Sawce. iiii.d. The front of Heauen was full of fierie fhapes,
Item,Sacke,two Gallons, v.s.viii.d, The Goates ranne from the Mountaines,and the Heards
Item,Anc'noues and Sackc after Supper. ii.s.vi.d. W ere ftrangely clamorous to the frighted fields:
Item, Bread. ob. Thefe fignes haue markt me extraordinaric.
Prince. O monftrous, but one halfe penny-worth of And all the dourfes of my Life doe fhew,
Bread to this intollerable deale of Sackc i What there is I am not in the Roll of common men.
elfe,kecpe clofc.wce’le reade it at more aduantage there : Where is the Liuing.clipt in with the Sea,
let him fleepe till day. He to the Court in the Morning That chides the Bankes of EnglandjScotland, and Wales,
Wee muft all to the Warres,and thy place {hall be hono- Which calls me Pupill,or hath read to me ?
rable. lie procure this fat Rogue a Charge of Foot, And bring him out,that is but Womans Sonne,
and I know his death will be 3 Match of T vvelue-fcore. Can trace me In the tedious wayes of Art,
The Money fha.Il be pay’d backe againe with aduantage. And hold me pace in deepe experiments.
Be with me betimes in thi Morning : and fo good mor- Hotfp. I thinkc there’s no man fpcakes better Welfh
row Peto. He to Dinner.
Peto. Good morrow,good my Lord. Exeunt Mort. Peace Coufin Percy you will make him mad.
,

Gtend. I can call Spirits from the vaftie Deepe.

Hotfp. Why l'o can I,orfo can any man :

But will they come.when you doe call for them ?

AUus Tertins. Seem Trim a. Glend. VVhy,I can teach thce,Coufin,to command the
Deuill.
Hotfp. And I can teach thee,Coufin,ro ftiaYne the Deuil,
By telling truth. Tell truth , and jhame the VeuiH.
Enter Hotfpurre, SForcejfer, Lot d Mortimer, If thouhiue power torayfc him,bring him hither,
Owen Glendower. And lie be fwornc,I haue power to fhaine him hence.
Oh, while you liue, tell truth, and fhame the Deuill.
Mort . Thefe promifes are fairc.the parties fure. tJMort. Comt, come, no more of this vnprofitable
And our induflion of profperous hope.
fail Chat.
Hotfp. Lord Cd iortimer, ana Coufin Glendower Glend. Three times hath Henry BuRingbrooke made head
Will youfitdowne? Againft my Power: thrice from the Banks of Wye,
And Vnckle Worcefler ; a plague vpon it, And faiidy-bottom’d Seuerne.haue I hent him
1 haue forgot the Mappe. Boorlefic homc,3nd Weather-beaten backe,
Clend. No,hereitis: Hotfp. Home without Bootes,
SitCoufin Percy , fit good Coufin Hotfptrre And in foulc W eathcr too,
For by that Name, as oft as Lancafter doth fpeake of you, Howfcapes heAgues in the Deuils name?
His Checkes looke pale, and with a rifing figh. Glend. Comejhecre’s the Mappe:
He wifheth you in Heauen. Shall wee diuide our Right,
Hotfp. And you in Hell.as oft as he heares Owen Glen- According to our three-fold order td’nc ?
dorp er fpoke of. Mort. The Arch-Deacon hath diuided it

Glend. I cannot blamehim : At my Natiuitic, Into three Limits, very equally :

The front of Heauen was full of fierie fhapes, England, from Trent, and Scuerne.hitherto,
Of burning Creflcts and at my Birth,
: By South and Eaft,is to my part aflign’d
The frame and foundation of the Earth All Weftward, Wales, beyond the Seuernc fhore,'
Shak’d like a Coward. And all the fertile Land within that bound.
Hotfp. Why fo it would haue done at the fame feafon, To Owen Glendower And dcarc Couze,to you
if your Mothers Cat had but kitten’d, though your felfe The remnant Northward,!yingofF from Trent.
had neucr beene borne. And our Indentures Tripartite are drawne :
Glend. I fay the Earth did /hake when I was borne. Which being fealed enterchangeably,
Hotfp. And I fay the Earth was not of my minde. (A Bufinefle that this Night may execute^
If you fuppofe, as fearing you, it {hooke. To morrow, Coufin Percy, you and I,
Clend. The Heauens were all on fire, the EartJ^/Jid And my good Lord of Worccfter,will fet forth,
tremble. T o meete your Father, and the Scottifh Power,
Hotfp. Oh, then the Earth fhooke As is appointed vs at Shrewsbury.
To fee the Heauens on fire. My Father Glendower is not readie yet.
And not in feare of your Natiuitic. Nor fhall wee neede his helpe thefe fourcteene dayes
Difeafed Nature oftentimes breakes forth Within that fpacc,you may haue drawne together
In ftrange eruptions ; and the teeming Earth Your Tenants, Friends, and neighbouring Gentlemen.
Is kinde of Collick pincht and vext,
with a Glend. A fhoner time fhall lend me to you, Lords
By theimprifoningof vnruly Windc And in my Condurft fhall your Ladies come.
Within her Wombe: which for enlargement ftriuing, From whom you now muft fteale.and take no leaue,
Shakes the old Beldame Eaj:th,and tombles downc For there will be a W
orld of Water fhed,
Vpon
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Vpon theparting of your \Yiues ancj you. I cry’d burn, and welI,goe too.
Hotfr. Mcthmksmy Moity,North from Burton hptCj But mark’d ’him nqc a word. 0 ,he is as tedious
In quantise equals not one.of yowr*.; As a tyred Horfe, a rayling Wife,
See, how this Riocr com^ijjejrraqkmgin^ Worle then a fmoakie Houle. I had rather liue:
e A
And CULS V^ithCfiecIe and Garlick in a Windmill- far re,
A huge halfe Mooney mQfltasC^t|«Lqut v .
}
Then feedc on Cates, and haue him talke to me,
He hauc the Currant in thiSpl^ce damp'd ^p,7 ^ In any Summer-Houfe inChriftendome.
And here tTic fmug and Silue’r Trent fliall runne. Mort. In faith he was a worthy Gentlempn,
In anew Channel!, faire aodeuenly : Exceeding we‘11 read.and profited,'^' ‘V.V. ^
not winde v\y th fuch adeepe inplf nr.
It (hall In firange Concealernents : ' T"
Valiant as a Lyon, and wondrous affable- -:'i nO
To rob me of fo t-i'fch aBa&ofaaberftVj
Mynes of Injclia.
Is 1 bnA
Not winde? it fhall,it muft,you fecit doth.
Glend. And as boantjfull.as (

lift bnA
Mart. Yea,but marke how he bcaresbis courfe. Shall I fgil ycu,Ccufin,
no bnA
And runnes &e yp,wit> li^e a^duaqtage^n the.ctlier fide, He holds yqur temper a high refpeiff,, ii:

!
Gclding the eppofed Continent as much,
1

And cqrb.es himfclfe,eucn'6f his naturall febpe,

sniiaM
As on the other fide ic taRe.sirpm you, , .
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Wheri you age croffe his humon’faich he does.'
EaiaA
Wore. Yea, but a little Choree willrrcncfihirhfy ~e I warr 3At ,ypEu, that man is pot aliae.
rfT ratio 1

And on this North fide wiijDc.tHis.^a^e pjf T.and, Might fo Katie tempted him, as you haue done,
-:r,-q
And then he runnes TtraigKt and eucri. Without the tafie of danger,and reproofe
Hotjp. lie hiuc it fo,a 1 ? Charge w'dldoe it*
J i 5.I But doe not yfe it ofc,Iet me entreat you.
rod
Glend, lie not haue it alter’d. Wore. In faith, my Lordy-ouaretoo vyilfujl ame.
Harfp. Will not you,
ildvr
And fince your co.mming hithe^haue dene enough,
Glend. No, nor you (half nor, To puthiqi-quitebefides his patience.
Hetty. Who fhall fay me hay “ ni je:
You muff needes lcarne.Lqrdjtq amend this fault:

Though fometimes it mew GreatnelTe, Courage, Blood,

i

Glend. Why, that will I, . j

"p~oo-
,

Hoifp. Let menotvnderftand von then , Tpealce it in And that’s the deareft grape.it renders you;
Welfh. Yet oftentimes it doth prefent harfti Rage,
Glend. can fpeake Englifh,Lord,aj wc!!ps you
I : DefefI of Manners, want of Gouernment,
For I W3s t'rayn’d vp in the Engli (h Court-; Pride, Haughtineffe,Opiniori, arid Difdaine ;

Where, being but young , framed to the Fjfarpe The leaf! of which, haunting a Nobleman,
Many an Englifh Dittic.loucly well, Loleth mens hearts, and leaues behiride a ftayne
And gaue the Tongue a hclpefull Ornament VponthebeautieofalIparts.befides s .
r/ ... u> InojusQi 4»iaa
1 wc .Sn%vl . . I
A Vertue that was neuer feenc in you. Beguiling tnem or commendation. ,

r ’

Hotty. Marry, ana I am gladof.it with all my heart, Well,! am fchool’d ;

Hotjp.
I had rather be a Ki^ten,and cry mew. Good-mapners be your fpeede;
Then one of triefe fame MeeterBallad-mongers Heerc come your Wiucs,and let vs take our leaue*
I had rather heare a Brazen Candlcfiick turn’d.
Or a dry Wheele grate on the Axle-tree, Enter GUndorfer, with the Ladies,
1 a .

And that would ferirny teeth nothing an edge,

Nothing fo much.as mincing Poetrie; Mort. Tflis is the deadly fpight, that angers me.
’Tis like the forc’t gate of a (Ruffling Nagge. My Wifecanfpeakeno't'nglifh,I no Welfh. J
Qlen/, Come, you fhall haue Trent turn’d. Glend. My Daughter weepes,fhee le not part with.you,
Hotjty. I doe not care: lie giue thricc-fo much Land Shee’le be a Souldier too,fhee’le to the Warres.
To any wetl-deferuing friend Mort. Good Father tell her, that fhe and my Aunt Percy
|
But in the way of Bargainer, marke ye me, Shall follow in your Conduiff fpeedily.
lie cauill on the ninth part of a havre.
Are the Indcntures'drawne? fLjall yve be gone ? CJlen dower Jp cakes to her in tVeljh , and (he art- v .

The Moonc fhines faire,

Glend. '
fiver es him in the [ame.
You may away by Night 1

He Writer; and yvithall,

hafie the Cjlend. Sheeis defperateheere
Breake with your Wiue»,of your departure hence; A pecuifh felfe-will’d Harlotry, .

I am afraid mv Daughter will runne maddc, One that no perfwafion can dod good vpon,'
So much fhe dcrtetlion her Mortimer Exit. .

~ Mort. Fie, Coufin Percy, how you croffe my Fa- 1 The Lady Jpeaket in Welfh.

ther.
Hotjp. I cannot' chufe fometime he angers me.
:
ad
Mort. I vndetfiand thy Lookes: that pretty W clfit

With telling me of the Mold warpe and the Ant, Which chpupoyvr’ft down from thefe fwellingHeauens,
Of the Dreamer iTfterltn.fand his Prophecies; I am too perfect in and but for fhame,
:

t LeH
And of a Dragon,and a finne-leffe Fijh, In fuch a parley Jhould I infwcre thee.
A dip-wing’d Griffin,and.a moulten Rauep,
A couching Lyqri.and a ramping Cat, The Lady againe in Welfh.
And fuch a deal'e of skimbje^k amble Stuff?,
As puts me from my Faith. I tell you what, Mort. Ivnderftand thy Kiffes, and thou mine;,
He held me laft Night, at lean, nine Kowres, And that’s a feeling deputation
In reckning vp thcTeuerallDeuils Names, .But I will neuer be a Truant, Loue,
That were his Lacqucycs Till I flaue Icarn’d thy Language: for thy tongue
Makes
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M/nes W clflvas fweet as Ditties highly penn’d, within thefc two howres : and fo Come in, when yee
S mg by a faire Qucene in a Summers Bowre, Will.
A Exit.
\A ith raui^fhingPiu\hoato her Lute. Clend. Come, come. Lord Mortimer, you are as (low/
Cjlend.Nay^lf thou meU',theri will (he runne madde. As hot Lord Percy is on fire to goe.
By this our Booke is drawne : wee’Ie but feale.
The Ladyfeakes aga'ine in tyeljb. And then to Horfe immediately.
Mort. With all ray heart. Exeunt.
0,1 am Ignorance it felfc in this.
(JW*rt.
(jUnd. She bids you. -r
On thewar.ton Ru flies lay you dovvnc,
Scoria Secunda.
And reft your gentle Head vpon her Lappe,
And fhe will ling the Song that plcafeth you.
And on your Eye. lids Crowne trie God of Sleepe, ,3brl7-,
Charming y our blood with plealing heauinefle Enter the King , prince of Wales } and others.
Making fuck difference betwixt Wake and Sleepe,
As is the differehceBetwixt Day and Nighr, King. Lords, giue vs leaue:
Trie houre before thd Heauerily Harneis’d Teeme The Prince of Wales, and I,

Begins his Golden Progreflc in thcEaft. Muft haue fomc priuate conference :

\jMort. With all my heart lie fit,and heare her ling: But be neere at hand.
By th at twnc vyHiow: Booke,! thinke,be dravvne. For wee (hall haue neede of you.
prefer.tty
qmi, Doefo : Exeunt Lords.
And t’hbic Mufitians that (hallplay to you, I know not whether Hcauen will haue it fo,
Hang in the Ayte a'thoufand Leagues fromthence For fome diiplealing feruicc Ihaue done;
Anddlrajght they ftiall be here :
/it,arid attend. That in his fecret Doome,out of my Blood,
Hotjp. Come Kate, thou art perfect in lying downe 1 Hee’lc breedc Reuengement,and a Scourge for me
Come, quickie^ quicke, that 1 may lay my' Head in thy But thou do’ft in thy paflages of Life,
Lappc. Make me beleeuCfthat thou art onely maik’d
Lady. Goe,ye giddy-Goofe. For the hot vengeance, and the Rod ofheauen
f
Topunilh my Miftreadings. Tell meelle.
The dfttjkke plajes. Could fuch inordinate and low defircs.
Such poore, fuch bare, fuch lewd,fuch meane attempts,
Hotjp. Now I perceiuc the Deuill vnderftands Wdff), Such barren pleafures, rude focictie.
And ’us no marucll he is fo humorous As thou art matchc vmhall.and grafted too,
Byrlady bee’s a good Mufitian. Accompaniethe greacncfle of thy blood.
Then.w^uld you be nothing but Muficall,
Lady. And hold their leucll with thy Princely heart?
For you are altogether gouerned by humors Prince. So pleafe your Maiefty, I would
1 could

Lye ftill ye Tbeefe,and heare the Ladyfmgin elfti. W Quit all offences with as clearc excufe,
Hotjp. I had rather heart (Lady) my Br^ch howle in As well as I am doubtlefic I can purge
Irifh. My felfe of many I am charg’d withail
Lady. Would ft haue thy Hc3d broken ? Y et fuch extenuation let me begge.
. Hotjp.No. As in reproofc of many T ales deuis’d.
Lady. Then be ftill. Which oft the Eare of Grcatncfle needes muft heare.
Hotjp. Neyther,’tis a Womans fault. By fmiling Pick-thankes,and bafe Newcs-morio*rj;
Lady. Now God hclpe thee. I may fome things rrue.wherein my youth
for
Hotjp. To the Wcllh Ladies Bed, Hath wandrcd,and irregular,
faultie

Lady. What’s that ? , Findc pardon on my true fu’bmiffion*

1
Hotjp . Peace,fhee lings. King. Hcauen pardon thee : V
Yet let me wonder, Harry,
Heere the Lady fugs a Wiljh Song. At thy affeclions, which doe hold a Wing
Quite from the flight of all thy anceftors.
Hotjp. Corny, II e hiue your Song too<> Thy place in Councell thou haft rudely loft.

Lady. Not rhinejh good Tooth. Which by thy younger Brother is fupply’de
Hotjp. Not yours, in goodfooth ? And art almoft an alien to the Kcarts
You fwearc like aComfic-makers Wile: Of all the Court and Princes of my blood.
Not you.in good footb and, as true as I liuc ;
;
The hope and expe&ation of thy time
And ,3sGod fHoll mend me and,as (ureas day * ; Is ruin’d, and the Soule of eucry man
And giueft fuch Sarcenet fureiie forthvOathes, Prophetically doe forc-thinke thy fall.

As if thou neuer walk’d further then Finsbury. Had I fo lauifh of my prefence beene.
Sweare me,A'rfte,hke a Lady,as thou art, So common hackney’d in the eyes of men.
A good mouth-filling Oath; and lcaue in footh, So ftale and cheape to vulgar Company
And fuch proteft of Pepper Ginger-bread, Opinion, that did helpc me to the Crowne,
To Vcluet-Guards/uid Sunday-Citktens. Had ftill kept loyall to poffcflion.
Come, ling. And left me in reputclefle bani/hment,
Ladj. i will not fingi A fellow of no marke,nor likelyhood.
'
Hotjp. ’
Its the next way to turne Taylor, of be Red- By being feidome feene,I could not ftirre.
bicft teacher: and the Indentures be drawne, lie away But like a Comet, I was wondred at.
That
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That men would tell their Children, This is hcc : This Infant W arrior, in his Enterprifcs,

Others would fay;Whcre,\Vhich is Bullingbrooke. Difcorofited great Dowgloe ,ta’ne him once.
And then I ftole all Courtdie from Heauen, Enlarged him, and made a friend of him,
And dteft my felfe in fuch Humilitie, T o fill che mouth of deepe Defiance vp.
That I did pluckc Allegcance from mens hearts, And fihake the peace and fafecie of our Throne.
Rowd Showts and Salutations from their mouthes, And what fay you to this ? Percy, Northumberland,
Euen in the prefence of the Crowned King. The Arch-bifhops Grace of Y otVz,DorvglM, Mortimer,
Thus I did keepc my Perfqn frefh and new. Capitulate 3gainft vs,and arc vp.
My Prefence like a Robe Pontifical!, But wherefore doe I tell thefe Newes to thee ?
Ne’re feene,butwondred at : and fo my State, \N\\y , Harry dot I tell thee of my Foes,
,

Seldome but fumpeuous, fnewed like aFeaft, Which arr my neer’ft and deareft Enemie ?
Aridwonne by rarer.cd’e fuch Solemnitie. Thou,that art like enough, through vafiall Fcarc,
The skipping Kinghec ambled vp and downe. Bale Inclination, and the ftart of Spleene,
With flullow Teflersyand raff) Banin Wits, To fight againft me vndex Percies pay.
Soone kindled.and foone burnt, carded his State, To dogge his heeles,and curtfie at his frownes,-
Mingled his Royaltic with Carping Foolcs, To fhew how much thou art degenerate.
Had his great Name prophaned with their Scornes, Prince. Doenot thinkc fo, you fhall not finde it fo:
And gauc his Countenance, againft his Name, And Heauen forgiue them, that fo much haue fvyay d
To laugh at gybing.Boyes,and (land the pufh Your Maicfties good thoughts away from me
Of euery Beardlcffe vaineCompavatiue; 1 will redeeme all this on Percies head,
Grew a Companion to the common Sercetes, And in the clofing of fome glorious day.
Enfeoff d himfelfe to Popularise Be bold to tell you, that I am your Sonne,
That being cJayly fvvallo wed by mens Eyes, When I will wearc a Garment all of Blood,
They furfeted with Honey,and began to loathe And ftainemy fauours in a bloody Maske:
The cafte of Sweetndfe, whereof a little Which wafht a way, fluff fcowre my flume with it.
More then a little/is by much too much. And that fhall be the day, when ere it lights.
So when he had occafion to be feene, That this fame Child of Honor and R.enowue,
He was but as theCuckow is in June, This gallant Hotjpttr, this all-prayfed Knight,
Heard, noc regarded: feene but with fuch Eyes, And your vnthought-of Harry chance to meet
As ficke and blunted with Communitie, For euery Honor fitting on his Helme,
Affoord no extraordina; ie Gaze, Woujd they were multitudes, and on my head
Such as is bent on Sunne-like Maieftie, My flumes redoubled. For the time will come.
When it fhines feldome in admiring Eyes That I fhall make this Northcrne Youth exchange
But rather drow z'd,and hung their eye-lids downe. His glorious Deedes for my Indignities: •

Slept in his Face, and rendred fuch afpedt Percy is but my Fadior.good my Lord,
As Cloudie men vfe ro doe to their auuerfaries, To engroffe vp glorious Deedes on my behaife
Being with his prefence glutted, gorg’d, and full. And I will call him to fo ftridf account.
And in that very Line,Aferry,ftandeft thou ; That he flull render euery Glory vp, s -

For thou haft loft thy Princely Priuiledge, Yea, euen the fleighteft vvorlhip of his time.
Withvilc participation. Not an Eye Or I will teare the Reckoning from his Heart.
But is awearie of thy common fight, This, in the Name of Heauen,I procnife here :

Saue mine, which hath defil’d to lee thee more The which, if performe,and doe luruiue,
I
Which now doth that I would not haue it doc. I doe befeech your Maieftie,may falue
Make blinde it felfe with foolifla tcndei nefle. The long- growne Wounds of my intemperatnre:
Prince. 1 fiull hereafter,
my thrice gracious Lord, If not, the end of Life cancells all Bands,
Be more my felfe. And I will dye a hundred thoufand Deaths,
King. For all the W orld. Ere breake the loulleft parcell of this Vow.
As thou art to this houre, was Richard then, King. A hundred thoufand Rebels dye in this
When I from France fet foot at Rauenfpurgh Thou fhalt haue Char ge,and foucraigne truft herein.
Percy now
And euen as I was then, is
Now by my Scepter, and my Soule to boot. Enter 'Blunt.
He hath more worthy intereft to the State
Then thou, the fnadow of Succeflion Howi now good Blunt} t\\y Lookes are full of fpeed.
For of no Right, nor colour like to Right, Blunt, So hath the Bufincffe that 1 come to fpeake of.
He doth fill fields with Harneis in the Realmc, Lord CAlortimer of Scotland hath fent word,
Turnes head againft the Lyons armed Iawcs That 'Dowglus and the English Rebels met
And being no more in debt to yccres,chen thou, Thcclcuenth of this rnoneth, at Shrewsbury :
Leades ancient Lords.and rcuerent Bifhops on A mightie and a fearcfull Head they are,
To bloody Battailes,and to brufing Armcs. (If Promifes be kept on euery hand)
What neucr-dyingHonor hath he got, As euer offered fotile play in a State.
Againft renowned Doveglsu ? whofe high Deedcs, King. The Earle ofWeftmcrland fet forth to day?
Whofe hot Incurfions.and great Name in Armes, With him my fonne,Lord Uhn of Lancafter,
Holds from all Souldicrs chief* Maioritie, For this 3duertifement is fiue dayes old.
And Miiitarte Title Capitall. On Wednefday next ,Harry thou flaalt fet forward
Through all the Kingdomes that acknowledge Chrift, On Thurfday,wee our fclues will march.
Thrice hath the Hotjpttr CMars, in fwathing Clothes, Our meeting is Bridgcnorth; and Harry you fliall march )

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Hofieffe. Why Sir lohn, what doe you thinke, Sir John ?
Through Glocefterfliicc by which account, :

doe you thinke I keepeTheeues in my Fioufe? 1 haue

Our Bufineffc valued fome twelue dayes hence,
fearch’d, 1 haue enquired, fohaz my Husband, Man by
Our generall Forces at Biidgcnorth (hall meete.
Our Hands are full of BufinefTe les.’*#way, :
Man, Boy by Boy, Seruant by Seruant: the tight of a
hayre was neuer loft in my houfe before
Aduantage feedes him fat, while men delay. Exeunt. c

Falfl. YelyeHofteffe: Bardo/ph was (baud, and loft

many a hayre ; and Hebe fworne my Pocket was pick’d
goe to, you are a Woman, goe.
Ter tin. FIoHeffe. Who I ? 1 defie thee : I was neuer call’d fo
Seena
in mine owne houfe before.
*
Falfl. Goe to, 1 know you well enough.
Holleffe. No, Sir John, you doe not know me, S\r lohn:
Enter Fain (iffe and Bardolph. Iknow you,Sir/efc»: you owe me Money, Sir lohn, and

now you picke a quarrell, to beguile me of itI bought :

am I not falne away vilely, fince this you dozen of Shirts to your Backe.
a
Fatfi. Bardolph,
laft adhon ? doc! not bate? doe I not dwindle? Why Falfl. Doulas. filthy Doulas I haue giuen them :

myskinne hangs about me

anolde Ladies Jooic
like away to Bakers Wiucs,and they haue made Boulters of
Gowns : 1 'dm withered likeanolde Apple lohn. Well, them. ,

while 1 am in fome liking : Honeffe .Now as Tam a true Woman, Holland of eight
lie repent, and that fuddenly,
and then I fhall haue no (hillings an Ell: You owe Money here befules, Si? lohn,
I fhall be out of heart fhortly,
repent. And I haue not forgotten what the for voui Dyct,and by-Drinkings, and Money lcnc you,
ftrength to
of. I am a Pepper-Come, a foure and twentie pounds.
in-fid e of a Church is made
Hce had his part of it, let him pay.
Brewers Horfe,the in-fide of a Church. Company,
villa- Falfl.
Hcc ? alas hee is poore , hee hath no-
nous Company hath bcenc the fpoy <e of me. Hofieffe.

Bard. Sir lohn, you are fo fretfull , you

cannot liuc thing.
Falfl. How? Poore? Lookc vpon his Face What call :
long.
Why there is it: Come,fing me a bawdy Song, you Rich? Let them coyne his Nofe, let them coyne his
Faljl.
Cheekes, lie not pay a Denier. What,will you make a
make me me; tv I was as vertuoufly giuen, as a Gentle-
:

man need to be vertuous enough, fworc little, dic’d

not Younker of me ? Shall I not take mine eafe in mine Inne,
;

Bawdy-houfe not but I (hall haue my Pocket pick’d? I haue loft a Scale-
aboue feuen times a vveeke, went to a
aboue once in a quarter of an hourc, payd Money that I Ring cf my Grand-fathers, worth fottieMarke.
and in good Hofieffe'. I haue heard the Prince tell him, I
know not
borrowed, three or fourc times ; lined well,
compaOe and now I :
liuc out of all order, out ot com- how oft. hat that Ring was Copper.
r

Falfl How? the Prince is a Iacke.a Sneake-Cuppe:

^ Bard. Why, you arc fo fat, Sir lohn , that you muft and if hce were heere,I would cudgell him like a Dogge,
needesbeeout of all compafie; out of all reafonaole if hec would fay lo.

compafle.Sir John. •

amend thy Enter the Prince marching, and Falfl affe meets
Falfi. Doe thou amend thy Face, and lie
beared the Lanteme him ploying on his Trunchion
Life : Thou art our Admirall, thou ,

thee; thou arc the like a Fife.

intbePoope, but Vis mtheNofc of
Knight of the burning Lampe.
noharmef How now Lad i the Windc in that-Doore i
Bard. Why, Sit John, my Face does you
Falfl : is

fwotnc make as good vie of it, as Muft we all march?

Faljlr No, lie be ; I

doth of Deaths-Head..or a Memento Won. Bard. Yea, two and two, Newgate fafhion.
many a man a
but 1 thinke vron Hell fire, and Dates Honeffe.MvLord,I pray yon heareme.
I neuer fee thy Face,
he in bis Robes burning, ‘Prince. What fay'ft thou, Miftrcffe Qntckfj?
How
that liued in Pnrplcjfor there
is

to verme,! would does thy Husband ? louc him well, hee is an lioncft
burning. If thou wert any way giuen I

bee, By thu Ftrc man.

fweare by thy Face ; my Oath fhould
giuen ouer; and were indeede, Hofieffe. Good, my Lord, hearemee.
But thou art altogether to mce.
the Sunne of vtter Darke- Falfl. Prethee let her alone, and lift
but for the Light in thy Face,
Gads-H II in the Night, to Prince. What fay’ft thouflacke ?
ned,., When thou rail’d vp
thou hand beene Falfl. other Night I fell afieepe heere behind the
The
catch my Horfe.if I did not thinke that
or a Ball of Wild-fire, there’s no Purchase Artas, and had my Pocket pickt this Houfe is turnd :

an Ignis fainns,
art a perpetuall T riumph, ancuer- Bawdy-houfe, they picke Pockets.
in Money. O. thou
ladingBonc-fire-Lighc: thou had faued me athoufand
Prince. What didft thou lofcfiaeke?
with thee in the Wilt thou belecue me,H<i/?Three or foure Bonds
Matkes in Linkes and Torches, walking
Falfl.

betwixt Tauerne and Fauerne: Bu. the Sack that of fortic pound apeece, and a Seale-Ring of my Grand-
Night
thou iiaddrunke me, would haue
bought me Lights as fathers.

Chandlers in Europe. I haue Prince. A Trifle, fome eight-penny matter.

good cheapens the deareft
any time So I told him, my Lord ; and 1 faid.I heard your
that Salamander of yours with fire,
bofl.
maintain’d
and (my Lord) hee fpeakes moft vilely of
two and thirtie yceres.Heauen reward me for it.
Grace fay fo :

this faid, hec

you, like a foule-mouth’d man as hee is, and
Bard I would my Face were in your Belly.^
.

be fure to be heatt-burn’d. would cudgell you.

Fain. So fhould i
Prince. What hec did not ?

How now, Dame

Enter Hofieffe.
Portlet the Hen, haue you enquir’d yet Hofl. There’s ney ther Faith,Truth,nor W oman-hood
inmeelie. „
who pick’d my Pocket ? Falfl.Theret
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Fatft. There's no more faith in thee then a ftu’de Prune; Prin. O my fweet Beefe :

nor no more then in a dra wnc Fox : and for

ct uth in thee, I muft be good Aiigcll to thee.
ftill

Wootnan-hoOd.Mai J-marian may be the Deputies wife The Monie is paid backe againe.
of the Ward cothee. Go you nothing: go. Fal. 0,1 do not like thac pay ing^backc, ’tis a double

Hoft. Say, what thing? what thing ? I Labour.

Falft. What thing? why a thing to thanke hcauen on. Prin. I am good Friends with ray Father,and may do
Hoji. I am no thing to thanke hcauen on, I wold thou any thing.
fhouldftknow it : I am an honeft mans wife and fetting : Fal. Rob me the Exchequer the firft thing thou do’ft,

thy Knighthood afide, thou art a knanc to call me fo. and do it wfith vnwafh’d hands too.
Falft. Setting thy woman-hood afide, thou art a bcaft Bard. Do my Lord.
to fay otherwife. Prin. I haue procured thee Iacke, a Charge of Foot.
Heft. Say, what beaft,thou knaue thou ? Fal. I would it had bcene of Horfc. Where fhal Ifindc
Fal. What beatU an Gttcr. Why one that can fteale well ? O, for a fine theefe of two and
prin. An Otter, fir John} Why an Otter ? cwentie,of thereabout I am heynoufly vnprouidcd.Wel
:

Fal. Why? She’s neither fifh nor flefh; a manknowes God be thanked for thefe Rebels, they offend none but
not where to haue her. the Vertuous. 1 laud them,! praife them.
Hoft.Thou art yniuft man in faying fo thou, or ;
anic Prin. Bardiiph.
man knowes where to haue me,thou knaue thou. Bar. My Lord.
Prince. Thou fay ’ft true Hoftefle, and he hander* thee Inn. Gobearechis Letter to Lord/<?£»ofLancafter
xnoft groffely. • To my Brother/^. Thisto my Lord of Wcftrnerland,
Hoft. So he doth you, my Lord, and fayde this other Go Pets, to horfc : for t'nou,and I,

day, You ought him a thoufand pound. Hauethirtie miles to tide yet ere dinnertime.
Prince. Sirr3h,do I owe you a thoufand pound ? Iacke, meet me to morrow in the Temple Hall
Falft. A thoufand pound Hal'} A Million. Thyloucis Ac two a clockc in theafterr.oone.
worth a Million thou ow’ft me thy loue.
: There (halt thou know thy Charge.and therercceiue
Hoft Nay my Lord, he call’d you Iacke, and laid hce
. Money and Order for their Furniture
would cudgell you. The Laud is burning, Percie Hands onhye.
Fed. Did I, E.irdolph > And either they, or we muft lower lye.
"Bar. Indeed Sir John, you laid fo. Fal. Rare words! braue world.
Veil. Yea,ifhefaid my Ring was Copper. Hofteffe.my breakfaft, come :

Prince. I fay ’tis Copper. Dai’ft thou bee as good as Oh,I could wilh this T auerne were my drumme.
thy word now ? Exeunt omnes.
Fetl. Why Hall thou Mow’ft.as thou art but a man,
dare but, as thou art a Prince, Ifeare thee, as
: I feare the
roaring of the Lyons Whelpe.
Prince. And why noc as the Lyon ?
Actus Quartuc a Scocna Trima .
Fal. -The King himlcife is to bee feared as the Lyon :

Do’ft thouthinke lie feare thec,as I feare: thy Fathcrrnay

if I do, let my Girdle brVake. Enter Harris Hotfturre , fVorccfter,
Prin . 0,if it (Roald, how would thy about guttes fall and Dowglas.
thy knees. But firra There’s noroomefor Faun, Truth,
:

nor Honefty,in this bofomc of thine ; u is all fill’d vppe Hct. Well faid, my Noble Scot, if fpeaking truth
with Guttes and Midriftc. Charge an honeft Woman In this fine Age, were not thought flacterie.
wicn picking thy pocket? Why thou horfon impudent Such attribution fhould the Doveglas haue.
imboft Rafcall, if there were any thing in thy Pocket but As not a Souldiour of this feafons flampe,
Tauernc Recknings, .Memorandums of Bavvdic-houfes, Should gofo generall curranc through the world.
and one poorc peny-worth of Sugar-candic to make thee By hcauen I cannot flatter : I defic
long-winded : if thy pocket were enrich’d with anie o- The Tongues ofSoothers. Bur. a Brauer place
thcr iniuries but chefe, I am a V illaine And yet you will : In my hearts louc.hach no man then your Selfc.
ftandtoir, you will noc Pocket vp wrong. Art thou noc Nav,taskc rhe to my word ; approue me Lord,
afharn’ d ? Dow. Thou art the King of Honor
F/l. Do’ft thou lie'are Hal ? Thou kno w’ft in the ftate No man fo potentbreathes vponthc ground.
of Innocency, Adam and what fhould ;poorc Iacke
fell : But I will Beard him.
Fa/ftaffe do, in thedayes ofVillany ?~Thou feeft, 1 haue
more flefh then another man,and therefore more frailty. Enter aTrfeffeager.
You confefle then you pickt my Pocket l
Prin. lc appearcs fo by the Story. Hot. Do fo, and ’tis well. Whac Letters haft there ?
Fad. Hoftefic, I forgmethee : I can but thanke you.
Go make ready Breakfaft, loue thy Husband poB .v Mef. Thcfc Letters come from your Father.
Looke to thy Seruanrs, and cherifh thy Gueftsu Hot. Letcers from him ?
Thou (halt find me rraclable to any honeft rcafon; Why comes he not himfelfc ?
Thou feeft, I 3m pacified ftill. Mef He cannot come, my Lord,
Nay, I prechee be gone. He is grecuous fieke,’
Exit Hoftcffe. Hot. How? haz he the leyfurc to be ficke now.
Now Hal, to the nevves at Court for the Robbery, L^d ? Inl'ucli a uftling'time? Wholcadcs his power?
i

How is chac anfwered ? Vnder whofe Gonernrocnt come they along?

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Meff. His Letters Beares his minde,not 1 his minde. Dowg. As heart can thinke
Wor. I prethee tell me, doth he kcepe his Bed ? There is not fuch a word fpoke of in Scotland,
Meff. He did, my Lord,foure dayes ere I fet forth At this Dreame of Feare.
And at the time of rr\y departure thence,
He was much fear’d byhis Phyfician. Enter Sir Richard Fernen.
Wtr. I would the ftate of time had firft beene whole.
Ere he by fickneffe had beene vifited : Hotjp. My Coufin Vernon, welcome by my Soule.
His health was neuer better worth then now. Fern. Pray God my new'es be worth a welcome, Lord.
Hotjp Sicke now? droope now? this ficknes doth infeft
. The Earle of Weftmcrland,feuen thoufand ftrong.
The very Life-blood of our Enterprife, Is inarching hithcr-wards,with Prince Iohn.
’Tiscatchinghither,euen to ourCampc. Hotfp. No harme: what more ?
He writes me herc,that inward fickneffe. Fern. And further, I haue learn’d,
And that his friends by deputation The King himfelfe perfon hath fet forth,
in
Could not fo foone be drawne: nor did he thinke it meet, Or hither-wards intended fpeedily.
T o lay To dangerous and dcare a truft With ftrong and mightie preparation.
On any Soule removrd,but on his owne. Hotfp. He fhall be v/elcome too.
Yet doth he giue vs bold aduercifement. Where is his Sonne,
That with our fmall coniunClion we liiould on. The nimble-footed Mad-Cap, Prince of Wales,
To fee how Fortune is difpos’d to vs: And his Cumrades,that daft the World afidc,
For, as he writes, there is no quailing now, And bid it pafle? •

Becaufe the King is certainely pofl’cft Fern. All furr.ifht, all in Armes,
Of allourpurpofcs. What lay you to it? All plum’d like Eftridges, that with the Winde
Wor. Your Fathers fickneffe is a rnayme to vs. Bayted like Eagles, hauing lately bath’d,
Hotfp. A perillotts Gafh.a very Limme lopt oft" Glittering inGolden Coates.likc Images,
And yet,in faith, it is not his prefer.t want As full of fpirit as the Moneth of May,
Seerses more then we (hall finde it. And gorgeous as the Sunncat Mid-fummer,
Were it good to fet the exaft wealth of all our ftates Wanton as youthfull Goates,wilde as young Bulls.
All at one Cali ? To fet fo rich a maync I faw young Harry with his Beucr on.

On the nice hazard of one doubt full houre, His Cufhes on his thighes,gallantly arm’d,
It were not good for therein fhould wc reade
: Rife from the ground like feathered CMercury,
The very Bottome,and the Soule of Hope, And vaulted with fuch eafe into his Sear,
The very Lift, the very vtmoft Bound As if an Angell dropt downe from the Clouds,
Of ail our fortunes. T o turne and winde a fierie Pegaftu,
E>owg. Faith, and fo wee fhould. And witch the World with Noble Horfemanfhip,
Where now remaines a fweet rcuerfion. Hotfp. No more, no more,
We may boldly fpend,vpon the hope Worlc then the Sunne in March
Of what is to come in : s This prayfe doch nourifh Agues : let them come.
A comfort of retyretnent liues in this. They come like Sacrifices in their trimme,
Hotfp. A Randeuous,a Home to flye vnto. And tothefirc-ey’d Maid ofifitioakie Warre,

If that thcDeuill and Mifchance lookebigge All hot,and bleeding, will wee offer them
Vpon the Maydenhead of our Affaires. The mayled tJMars fhall on his Altar fit

Wor. But yet I would your Father had beene here Vp to the cares ia blood. Iamonfire,
The Qu.alitic and Hcire of our Attempt To hearethis rich reprizall is fo nigh,
Brookes no diuifion : It will be thought And yet not ours. Come, let me take my Horfe,
By fome,that know not why he is away. Who is to beare me like a Thunder-bolt,
That wifedome,Ioyaltie,and meerc diflike A gainft the bofome of the Prince of Wales.
Of our proceedings.kept the Earle from hence- Harry to Harry fhall not Horfe to Horfe
,

And thinke, how fuch an 3pprehenfion Meetc,and ne’re part,till one drop downe a Coarfe i
May turne the tyde of fearefull Faftion, Oh, that Glendowtr were Come.
And breedca kinde ofqueftion in our caufe: Fer. There is more newes
For well you know', wee of the offring fide, I learned in Worcefter,as I rode along,

Muft keepe aloofe from firiil arbitrement. He cannot draw his Power this foureteene dayes.
And flop all fight-holes, eucry loopc,from whence Dowg. That’s the worft Tidings that I heare of
The eye of reafon may prie in vpon vs : yet.
This abfence of your Father drawes a Curtaine, Wor. I by my faith, that beares a frofty found.
That fhewes the ignorant a kinde of feare. Hotfp. What may the Kings whole Battaile reach
Before not dreamt of. vnto ?

Hotfp. You flrayne too farre. Fer. To thirty thoufand.

I rather of his abfence make this vfe i Forty let it be.
Hot.

It lendsaLuftre.and more great Opinion, My Father and Glendower being both away,
A larger Dare to your great Enterprise, The powres of vs, may ferue fo great a day.
Then if the Earle were! here : for men muft thinke. Come, let vs take a mufter fpeedily
If we without his hclpe,can makca Head Doomcfday is necrc; dye all, dye merrily.
To pufti againft theKfngdomc > with his helpe, Dow. Talkenotofdying,I am out of feare
W e fhall o’rc-turne it topfie-turuy downe Of death, or deaths hand, for this one halfe yeare.
Yet all goes well, yet aHour ioynts are whole. Exeunt Omnes.
Seen*
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Falfl. Tut, neuer feare me, I acn as vigilant as a Cat, to
ftcalc Creame. 9
Scana Secunda . Prince. I thinke to fteale Creame indeed, for thy theft
hath alreadie made thee Butter but tell nie,/<*c/;,whofc
:

fellowes are thefe that come after ?

Enter Falfl affe and Bardolph. Falfl. Mine, //a/, mine.
Prince. I did neuer fee fuch piccifull Rafcal*.

Falfl. Bardolph, get thee before to Couentry, fill me a Falfl.Tut, tut, good enough to tofie: foode for Pow-
jottle of Sack, our Souldiers fball march through: wee’le der, foode for Powder: they’le fill a Pit,as well as better:
;o Sutton-cop-hill to Night. tufib roan,mortall men.morcail men,

"Bard. Will you gtue me Money, Captaine ? Weftm. I, but Sir lohn me thinkes they arc exceeding
,

Falsi.Lay out, lay out. poore and bare, too beggarly.

Bard. This Bottle makes an Angell. Falfl. Faith, for their pouertie.I know not where they

Falfl. And if it doc, take it for thy labour : and if it had that ; and for their bareneffe , I am fare they neuer
nakc twentie , take them all , lie anfwere the Coynage. learn’d thatof me.
8id my Lieutenant Peto meece me at the Townes end. Pr/we.NoJle be fworne.vnlefle you call three fingers

Bard. I will Captaihe farewell. : Exit. on the Ribbes bare. But firra.make ha Cie } Percjt is already
Falfl. be not aCham’d of my Souldiers, I am a
If I in the field.
fowc’t-Gurnet I haue mif-vs’d the Kings Prefle dam-
: Falfl. What, is the King encamp’d ?
nably. I haue got, in exchange of a hundred and filtie Weftm. Hee is. Sir Iohn i I feare wee (hall Ray too
Souldiers, three hundred and odde Pounds. Iprefleme long.
none but good Houfe-holdcrs, Yeomens Sonnes:cnquire Falfl. Well,to the latter end of a Fray, and the begin-
me out contradlcd Batchelers, fuch as had beenc ask’d ning of a Feaft, fits a dull fighter, and a keene Guefi.
twice on the Banes: fuch a Commoditie of warme flaues, Exeunt.
ashadaslieuehearetheDeuill,as a Druinme.; fuch as
feare the report of aCa!iucr,worfethena ftruck-Foole,
orahurt wilde-Duckc. I preft me none but fuch Toftes
and Butter, with Hearts in their Bellyes no bigger then
Sccena Tertia .
Pinnrs heads, and they haue bought out their fcruices
And now, nay whole Charge confifls of Ancients, Cor-
poral*,Lieutenants,GentIemen of Companies, Slaues as Enter Hotff nr ,vvorcefter % T)owglAt ,and
ragged as Laz,aru* in the painted Cloth, where the Glut- Vernon.
tons Dogges licked his Sores ; and fuch, as indeed were
neuer Souldiers, but dif-carded vniuft Seruingmen, youn- Hotff. Wee’le fight with him to Night,
ger Sonnes to younger Brothers, reuolted Tapfters and Wore. It may not be.
Oftlcrs,Tradc-falnc, the Cankers of a calme World, and Doxvg. Yougiuehinuhenaduaniage.
long Peace, tenne times more dis-honorable ragged, Vern. Not a whit.
then an old-fac’d Ancient ; and fuch haue I to fill vp the Why fjy you fo ? lookes he not for fupply?
For ff.
roomes of them that haue bough: out their feruices: that Vern. So doe wee.
you would thinke, that I had a hundred and fifeie totter’d Hotff. His is certaine.ours is doubtfull.
Prodigalls,Iately come fromSwine-keeping,from eating Wore. Good Coufin be aduis’d,ftirrenot tonight.
Draffeand Huskes. A mad fellow met me on the way, Vern. Doe not, my Lord,
and told me, I had vnloadcd all the Gibbets, and prefl the Bov»g. You doe not counlaile well
dead bodyes. No eye hath feene fuch skar-Crowcs: He You fpeakc it out of feare,and cold heart.
not march through Couentry with them, that’s flat. Nay, Vern. Doe me no flar.dcr,Doirg4«; by my Life,
and the Villaines march wide betwixt the Lcgges, as if And I dare well maiutaine it with my Life,
they had Gyues on ; for indeede, I had the molt of them If well-rcfpedted Honor bid me on,
out of Prifon. There’s not a Shirt and a balfe in all my I hold as little counfaile with wcake feare,

Company : and the halfe Shirt is two Napkins tackt to- A* you, my Lord,or any Scot that this day Hues,
gether, ar*l throwne ouer the fboulders like a Heralds Let it be fecne to morrow in the Bartell,
Coat, without fleeucs and the Shirt, to fay the truth,
: Which of vs fearcs.
ftolne from my Hoft of S. Albones, or the Rcd-Nofc Dorvg. Yea, or to night.
Inne-kceper of Dauintry. But that’s all onc,thcy’le finde Vern. Content.
Linnen enough on eucry Hedge. Hotff. To night, fay I.
Vern. Come, come, it may not be.
Enter the Prince t and the Lord of Wefimerland. Iwonder much, being me of fuch great leading as youare
That you fore-fee not what impediments
Prince. How now blpwne IackJ how now Quilt ? Drag backe our expedition ccrtainc Horfe :

Falfl. What Hall How now mad Wag, what a Dcuill Cf my Coufin Vernons arc not yet come vp,
do’ft thou in Warwickfhire ? My good Lord of W'cft- Your Vncklc Worcefltrs Horfe came but to day.
merland,I cry you mercy, I thought your Honour had aU And now their pride and mettall is afleepe,
ready beene at Shrewsbury. Their courage with hard labour tame and dull.
Wefi.’Faith,Sir/c6»*,'tis more then time thar I were That not a Horfe is halfe the halfe of himfelfc.
there, and you too : buc my Powers are there alrcadie. Hotff. So are the Horfes of the Encmie
The King, I can tell you, lookes for vs all wemuft away
: In gencrall iourney bated, and brought low
all to Night. '
,
The better part of ours are full of reft.
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Wore. The number of the King cxceedeth ours Wnen hee was pcrfonall in the Irifh Warrc.
'For Gods fakc»Couftn,ft3y till aS come in. Blunt. Tut,I came not to hearc this.
Hotjp. Then to the point.
The Trumpet founds a Parley. Enter Sir Infhorttime after, hee depos’d the King.
Waltsr 'Blunt. Soone after that,depriu’d him of his Life
And in the neck of that.cask’n the whole State.
'Blunt. 1 come with gracious offers from the King, To make that worfe,fuffer’d his Kinfman UMarck,
If you vouchfafemc hearing, and refpeeft. Who is, if euery Owner were plac’d,
Hotjp. Welcome,Sir Walter Blunt Indecdc his King, to be engag’d in Wales,
And would ro God you were of our determination. There, without Ranfome,to Iyc forfeited
Some of vsloueyouwel! and eucnthofe fome
: Difgrac’d me in my happie Vi&ories,
Enuie your great deferuings,and good name, Sought to intrap me by intelligence.
Becaufe you are not of cur qualitie, Rated my Vnckle from the Councell-Boord,
But ftand againfl vs like an Enemie. In rage difmifs’d my Father from the Court,
Blmt. And Hcaucn defendant ftiil I fliould ftand fo. BrokeOath onOath, committed Wrong on Wrong,
So long as out of Limit, and true Rule, And in conclufion,drouc vs to feeke out
You ftand againft anoynted Maieftie. This Head of fafetie; and vvithall,toprie
But to my Charge. Into his Title : the whiph wee finde
The King hath lent to know Too indirefl, for long continuance.
The nature of your Griefes,and whereupon Blunt. Shalllreturnc this anfwer to the King?
You coniure from the Breft of Ciuill Peace, Hotjp. Not fo, Sir Walter.
Such bold Hoftilitie, teaching his dutious Land Wee’le with-araw a while :

Audacious Crueltie. If that the King Goc to the King, and let there be impawn’d
Haue any way your good Deferts forgot, Some furecic for a fafe returne a game,
Which he confeffeth to be manifold. And in the Morning early fhall my Vnckle
He bids you name your Gricfes, and with all lpced Bring him our purpofe : and fo farewell.
You ftiall haue your dcfircs,with inteteft Blunt. would you would accept of Grace and
I Loue,
And Pardon abiolute for your felfe, and thefe. Botjj). And’t may bc.fo wee (hall.
Herein mi 3 -led,by your luggeftion. Blunt. Pray Heauen you doe. Exeunt.
Hotfj>. The King is kindc :

And well wee know, the King

Knowes at what time to promile,vvhen to pay.
My Father, my Vnckle,and my felfe. Seena Quarta.
Did giuehimthat fameRoyaltie bewcares:
And when he was not fixe and twentic ftrong, •

Sicke in the W orlds regard wretched, and low,

A poore vnminded Oiit-law,fiieaking home, Enter the Arch- Bijhop of Porks find Sir Mtchcll.
Mv Father gaue him welcome to the (Bore:
And when he heard him fweare,and vow to God, A ;rAHie,good Sir Mtchelljozxtt this fealed Briefe
He came but to be Duke of Loncafter, Witbwmgedhaftetothe Lord Marfhall,
To file his Lineric,and begge his Peace, T ns to my Coufin Scroope and ,
all the reft
With teares of Innocencic,3nd tearmes of Zeale To whom they arc directed.
My Father, in kindc heart and pitty mou’d, If youknewhow much they doe import.
Swore him affiftance,and perform’d it too. You would tnakeh^Qe.
NoWjW’hcn the Lords and Barons of the Realme Sir Mich.My good Lord, I guefle their tenor.
Perceiu’d Northumberland did leane to him. Arch. Like enough you doe.
The more and Idle came in with Cap and Knee, Tomorrow, good Sir Michelljs a day.
d Wherein the fortune of ten thoufand men
Met him in Boroughs, Cities, Villages,
Attended him on Bridges, flood in Lanes, Muft bide the touch. Fot Sir,at Shrewsbury,
Layd Gifts before him, proffer’d him their Oathes As I am truly giuen to vnderftand.
Gaue him their Heires,as Pages followed him, The King, with mightie and quick-ray fed Power,
Euen at the hceles.in golden multitudes. Mcetes with Lord Harry and I feare,Sir Mtchell,
He ptcfcncly,as Greatnefle knowes it felfe, What with the fickncfle of Northumberland,
Steps mea little higher then his Vow Whofe Power was in the firft proportion
Made to my F ather,whi!e his blood was poore, And what with Owen Cleudowers abfence thence,
Vpon the naked fhore at Rauenfpurgh Who with them was rated firmely too,
And now(forfooth) takes on him to reforme And comes not i^ouer-ruld by Prophecies,
Some certaineEdi&s.and fomeftrait Decrees, I fe3re the Power of Percy is too weake.

That lay too hcauie on the Common-wealth; To wage an inftant tryall with the King.
Cryes out vpon abufcs,feemts to weepe Sir Mich. Why, my good Lord, you need not feare,
Ouer his Countries Wrongs: and by this Face, There \sDovtglae Lord UMortimer.
;
This feemingBrow of Iuflice,did he winne Arch. No,cMortimer is not there.
The hearts of all that hee did angle for. Sir 7M«r.But there is MordahejTtrnen Lord harry Percy ,
}

j
Proceeded fi:rthcr,cut me off
Heads the And there is my Lord of Worcefter,
Of ail the FauftriteSjthat the abfent King And a Head of gallant Warriors,
j

In deputation left behinde him heere. Noble Gentlemen.

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ts4rch. And
fo there is, but yet the King hath drawne When yet you were in place, and in account
The head of all the Land together
fpcciali Nothing fo firong and fortunate, as I j
The Prince of Wales, Lord lohn of Lancafter, It was my Selfe, my Brother, and his Sonne,

The Noble Wettmerlarid, and warlike 'Blunt ; That brought you home, and boldly did out-dtre
And many moc Cornuals.and deare men The danger of the tine. You fwore to vs,
Of cftimation, and command in Armes. And you d id fweare that Oath at Doncafter, |

Sir M. Doubt not my Lord, he fhall be well oppos’d That you did nothing of purpofe ’gainft the State,
ts4rcb. 1 hope no lcfte?Yet necdfull’tis to feare. Nor daime no further, then yournew-falne right.
And to preuent the WDrft, Sir Michcll fpeed ;
The feate of Gaunt, Dukcdome of Lancatter s
For if Lord Percy thriue not, ere the King To this, we fware our aide : Butinfhortfpace,
Difmiflc his power, he meanes to vifit vs : It rain’d downe Fortune {bowring on your head,
For hehath heard of our Confederacie, Andfuch afloud of Greatncfie fell oti you.
And, ’tis but Wifedomc to make ftrong againft him : What with our helpc,what with the abfent King,
Therefore make half, I muft go write againe What with the injuries of wanton time,
To other Friends : and fo farewell, Sir Michel!. Exeunt. Thefeeming {utterances that you had borne,
And the contrarious Windes that held the King
So long in the vnlucky Irifh Warres,
That all England did repute him dead
in :

ABus Quintus . Seem Trim a. And from this iwarme of faire aduantageSj
You tooke occafion to be quickly woo’d,
_^ T o gripe the generall fway into your hand.
Forgot your Oath to vs at Doncafter,
Enter the King, Prince cfBeales. Lord Ioh n of Lancafter t And being fed by vs, you vs’d vs fo.
Earle cfWeftnterUnd,Sir Waiter Blunt , As that vngentle gull the Cuckowes Bird,
and Falftaffe. V feth the Sparrow, did opprefle our Nett,
Grew by our Feeding, to fo great a bulke.
King. How bloodiiy theSunne begins ro peere That euen our Loue aurft not come necre your fight
Aboue yon biisky hill : the day lookes pale For feare offwallowing But with nimble wing
:

At his diftemperature. We were inforc’d for fafety fake, to flye

Prin. The S.outherne winde Out ofyour light, and raifc this prefent Head,
Doth play the Trumpet to his purpofes. Whereby we hand oppofed by fuch meanes
And by his hollow whittling in the Leaues, As you your felfe, haue forg’d againft your felfe.
Fortels aTempeft.and a blutt'ring day. By vnkinde vfage, dangerous countenance.
King. Then with the lofers let it fvmpathize. And violation of all faith and troth
For nothing-can feeme foule to thofe thac win. Sworne to vs inyongerenterprize.
T he Trumpet founds, Kin. Thefe things indeede you haue articulated.
Enter Worcefter. Proclaim’d at Market Croflespcad in Churches,
f
To face the Garment of Rebellion
King. How now my Lord of Worfier? Tis not well With fome fine colour, that may plcafe the eye
That you and Ifhould meet vpon iuch tearmes. Of fickle Changelings, and poore Difconcents,
As now we meet. Youhaue decciu’d our trutt, Winch gape, and rub the Elbow at the newes
A,nd made vs doffc our eatte Robes ofpeace. Of hurly burly Innouaticn :

To crufhour old limbes in tngentle Steele And neuer yet did Infurrcdfion want
This is not well, my Lord, this is not well. Such water-colours, to impaint his caufe :

What fay you ton? Will you againe vnknit Nor moody Beggars, ftaruing for a time
This churlifh knot of all-abhorred Warre? Ofpell-mell hauocke,and confulion.
And moue in that obedient Orbe againe. Pnn. In both our Armies, there is many a foule
Where you did giue a faire and naturall lighr. Shall pay full dearely for this encounter,
And be no more an exhall’d Meteor, ] f once they ioyne intriall. Tell your Nephew,
A prodigie ofFeare, and a Portent The Prince of Wales doth ioyne with all the world
Ofbroachcd Mifcheefe, to the ynborne Times > In praife of Henry Percie By my Hopes, :

War. Heare me, my Liege : This prefent enterprize fee off his head,
'For mine ownepart,I could be well content Ido not thinke abrauerGentleman,
To entertainethc Lagge-end cf my life More afliue, valiant, or more valiant yong.
With quiet houres For I do pretett,
: More daring, or mpre bold, is now aliue,
I haue not fought the day of this diflikc/ T o grace this latter Age with Noble deeds-
King. Y oil haue not fought it how comes it then? : For my part, I may fpeake it to my fhame,
Pal. Rebellion lay in his way, and he found itr I haneaTruantbeenetoChiualry,

Prin, Peace, Chewct, peace. And fo I hearc, be doth account me too :

Wor. It pleas’d your Maictty, to turne your lookes Yet this before my Fathers Maiefty,
Of Fauour, from my Sclfc, and all our Houfc ; 1am content that he {hall take the oddes
And yet I mutt remember you my Lotd, Of his great name and eftimation.
Wc were the firft, and dearett of your Friends l And will, to faue the blood on either fide.
Foryou,my ftaffie ofOfficc did I breakc Try fortune with him, in a Single Fight. -

In Ricbards't'unc, and poafted day and [night Kwg. And Princeof Wales, fo dare wc venter thee,
Tomeete youonthcway,and kiffcyour : baod. Albeit, confidtwionsinfiniie
Do
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7o The Firjl Fart of K ing Henry the Fourth .

D o make againft it No good : W erfter,no, And an adopted name of Ptiuilcdge,

We loue our people well ;
euen t’nofe welouc A haire-brain’d Hotfparrc, gouern’d by a Spleenc.*
That vpon your Coufins part
are milled All his offences liuc vpon my head,
And will they take the offer of our Grace : And on his Fathers. We did trainehim on.
Both he, and they, and you yea,euery man ;
And his corruption being tane from vs,
Shall be my Friend againe, and He be his. We as the Spring of all, lhall pay for all :
So cell your Coufin, and bring me word,} Therefore good Coufin, let not Harry know
Whathe will do. But ifhc will not yeeld, In any cafe, the offer of the King.
Rebuke and dread correction waite on vs. Vr. Deliucr what you w ill,llc fay ’tis fo.
And they fliall do their Office. So bee gone, Hccrc comes your Cofin.
We will not now be troubled with reply,
We offer faire, take it aduifedly. Enter Hotjpurre.
Exit iVorceJler.
Prin. It will not be accepted,on my life, Hot. My Vnkle is return’d,
The Dowglas and the Hotjpnrre both together. Deliuer vpmy Lord ofWeftmerjand.
Arc confident againft the world in Arm es. Vnkle, what newe-f
King. Hence therefore, euery Leader to his charge, ITor. The King will bid you battell prefcntly.
For on their anfwer will we fet on them ;
Dove. Defic him by the Lord ot Wcftnierland.
And God befriend vs, as our caufe is iuft. Exeunt, Hot. Lord Dowglas Go you and tell him fo.'
:

Manet prince and Fa/ftaffe. Vow. Marry and fhall,and verie willingly.
Fal. Flat, if thou fee me downe in the battell, Exit Vowglat.
Andbeftride me, fo ;’ti$ a point of friendfliip. Ivor. There is no Teeming mercy in the King.
Pr/w.Nothing but a Coloflus can do thee that frendfhip Hot. Did you begge any? God forbid.
Say thyprayers,and farewell. fVor. I told him gently of our grceuances,
Fal. 1 would it were bed time Hal, and all well, Of his Oath-breaking which he mended thus,
:

Trin. Why thou ow’il heauen a death.

, By now forfwearing that he
is forfworne,

Falft, Tisnot due yet :I would bee loath to pay him He cals vs Rebels,Traitors,and will fcourge
before his day. What neede I bee fo forward with him, With haughty armes, this hatefull naruc in vs.
that noton me? Well, ’tis no macte^Honorprickes
call's Enter Dowglas.
me on, ButhowifHonourprickeme off when I come Vow. ArmeGentlemen, to Armes, for I haue thrown
on? How rhen?Can Honourfettooalegge?No oran : Abraue defiance in King Henries teeth
arme?No: Ortakeawaythc greefeofa wound?No. W
And elf merland that was ingag’d did beare ir.
Honour hath no skill inSurgeric,then ?No.What is Ho- Which cannot choofe but bring him quickly on.
nourPAword. What is that word Honour? Ayre : A W or. The Princeof Wales ftept forth before the king.
trim reckoning. Who hath it ? He that dy’de a Wednef- And Nephew, challeng’d you to (ingle fight.
day. Doth he feele it? No. Dothhee he3reit?No.. Is it Hot. O, would the quarrell lay vpon our heads.
infenfiblethenPyca.to the dead. But wil it not hue with And no man might draw fhort breath to day,
that
the liuing? No. Why r Dctraef ion wil not fuffer it,ther-
• But and Harry Monmouth. Tell me, tell mee,
I

fore lie none of it. Honour is a meere Scutcheon, and fo ,

How (hew’d his Talking? Seem’d it in contempt ?
ends my Catechifine. Exit. Ver. No, by my Soule I neuer in my life
:
j

Did heare a Challenge vrg’J more modeftly,

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Vnleftea Brother fhould a Brother dare

To gentle exercife,and proofc of Armes.
Scena Sccunda .
He gaue you all the Duties of a Man,
T rimm’d vp your prailes with a Princely tongue.
Spoke your deferuings like a Chronicle,
Enter Worcefter^ and Sir Kjchard Vernon. Making you euer better then his praife,
By ftill difpraifing praife, valcw’d with you :
nor. O no, my Nephew muft not know,Sir Richard ,
And which became him like a Prince indeed,
The liberall kinde offer of the King. He made a bluthing citall ofhimfelfe.
Ver ’T were beff he did. And chid his Trewant youth with fuch a Grace,
War, Then we arc all vndone. As ifhc maftred there a double fpirit
It is notpolhble, it cannot be, Of teaching, and ofIc3rBinginftamly :
The King would kcepehis word inlouingys, There didhepaufe. But let me tell the World,
He will fufpedf vs ftill, and findc a time Ifhc out-liue the enuie of this day,
’
To punifh this offence in others faults England did neuer owe fo fweet a hope,
Suppofition.all our be ftucke full ofeyes
lilies, fball ; So much mifeonftrued in his Wantonnefle.
For Trcafon is Foxe,
but trolled iike the Hot. Coufin, I thinke thou art enamored
Who ne’re fo tame, fo cherifht,and lock’d vp. On his Follies neuer did I heare
:

Will hauc awildctrickeofhis Anceftors : Of any Prince fowilde at Liberty,

I.ooke how he can ,
ot fad or merrily. But be he as he will, yet once ere night,
Interpretation will miiquote our lookes. I will imbrace him with a Souldiers arme.

And we fhall feede like Oxen at a flail. That he fhall fhrinke vnder my curtefie.
The better chcrifht, ftill the nearer death. Arme, arme with fpeed. And Fellow’s, Soldiers, Friends,
My Nephewes trefpaffe m3y be well forgot, Better confider what you haue to do.
It hath the cxcufc ofyouch,and heatc of blood, That I that haue not well tho gift ofTongue,

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Can lift your blood vp with perfwafion. Muffins where they are pepper’d : there’s not three ofmy
Enter 4 CTleffenger. 1 50. left aliue, and they for the To wnes end, to beg du-
Jiief. My Lord, heere arc Letters for you. ring life. But who.comes heere?
cannot reade them now.
Hot. I Enter the Prince.
OGentlemen, the time oflife is ftort; Pri What,ftand'ft thou idle here?Lcnd me thy fword,
To fpend that fhortnefle bafely,wcre coo long. Many a Nobleman likes ftarke and ftiffe
If life did ride vpon a Dials point, Vnder the hooues of vaunting enemies.
Still ending at the arriuall of an houre. Whole deaths are vnreueng'd. Prethy lend me thy fword
And if we Hue, we Hue to treade on Kings: Fal. O Hal,l prethee giuc me Ieauc to breath awhile:

lfdye; braue death, when Princes dye with vs. Turkc Gregory neuer did fuch deeds in Armes, as I haue
Now for otir Confcicnccs, the Armes is faire. done this day. I haue paid Percy hauc made him lure.
When the intent for bearing them is iuft. Prin. He is indeed, and liuing to kill thee
Enter another t^Meffenger. I prethee lend me thy fword.
Jldef. My Lord prepate, the King comes on apace. Falfi. Nay Hal, if Percy bee aliue, thou getft not my
Hot. Ithanke him, that he cuts me from my tale: Sword ; but take my Piftoll if thou wilt.

For I profefle not talking: Onely this. Prin. Giue it me What, is it in the Cafe ?
:

Let each man do his beft. And heere I draw a Sword, Fal. I Hal, ’tis hot : There’s that will Sacke a City.
Whofe worthy temper 1 intend to ftaine The Prince drawee out a Bottle of Sacke.
With the beft blood that I can meete withall, Prin. What,isit3timctoieftanddally now. Exit.
In the aduenture of this perillous day. 7 hrowes it at him.
Now Efperanc e Percy, and fet on : Fal. HPercy be aliue, lie pierce him: if he do come in

Sound all the lofty Inftmmcnts of Warre, my way,fo : if he do not, if I come in his (willingly) let

And by that Muficke, let ys all imbrace : him make a Carbonado of met 1 like not fuch grinning
For heauen to earch,fome ofvsneuerfhall, honour as Sir Walter hath Giue mee life, which if l ean :

A fccond time do fuch a curtefie. faue, fo if not,honour comes vnlook-’d for, and ther’s an
:

They embrace y the Trumpetsfound, the King entereth end. Exit

with his power, alarum vnto the bat tell. Then enter
Dowglas ,and Sir Walter Blunt.
is thy name, that in battel thus
2 ?/*/.What y crofleft me?
What honor doft thou fecke vpon my head ?
T>ow. Know then my name is Dowglas,
And I do haunt thee in the bate ell thus,
Becaufe fome tell me, thac thou art a King.
They tell thee true.
Blunt. tAlarum yxeurfons, enter the King t he Prince, t

Dow. The Lord ofStafford deere to day hath bought Lord Iohn of Laneafter and Earle ,

Thy likcneffe for infted of thee King Harry,

: ofWeflmtrland.
This Sword hath ended him, fo fhall it thee,
Vnleflcthou yeeld thee as aPrifoner. King. I prethee Harry withdraw thy fclfe, thou blec

Blu. I was not borne to yeeld,thou haughty Scot, deft too much: Lord Iohn ofLancafler^o you with him.
And thou fhalc finde a King that willrcucngc P.loh. Not I, my Lord,vnlc{Te I did bleed too.
Lords Staffords death. /Via. I befeech your Maiefty make vp,
Fight, Blunt is Jlaine,then enters Hotjpur. Leaf! you retirement do amaze your friends.
Hot. O Dowglas, hadd thou fought at Holmedon thus King. I will do fo:
I neuer had triumphed o’re a Scot. My Lord of Wcftmcrlandleadehim tohisTenr.
Dow. All’s done, all's won,hercbreathleslics the king Come my Lord, lie leade you to yourTent.
IFeJl.
. Hot. Where.*’ Prin. Lead me my Lord? Ido not need your helpe
Dow. Heere. And heauen forbid a fhallow fcratch ftiould driue
Hot. This Dowglas} No, I know this face full well The Prince of Wales from fuch a field as this.
A gallanc Knight he was, his name was Blunt, Where ftain’d Nobility lyes troden on.
Semblably furnifh’d like the King himfclte. And Rebels Armes triumph in maffacrcs.
Dow, Ah foole go with thy foule whether it goes,
:
I oh. We breath too long: Come cofin Weftmerland,
A borrowedTitle haft thou bought too deere. Our duty this way lies, for heaueas fake come.
Why didft thou tell me,thacthou wer’taKing i Prin. By heauen thou haft deceiu’d me Lancaftcr,
Hot. The King hath m3ny marching in his Coats. I did not thinke thee Lord of fuch afpirit

Dow Now by my Sword, I will kill all his Coates,

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Before, I lou’d thee as a Brother, Iohn ;

He murder all his Wardrobe peccc by pcece, But now, I do refpedf thee as my Soule.
VntilJ I mccttheKing. King. I faw him hold Lord Percy at the point.
Hot. Vp, and away, With luftier maintenance then I did looke for
Our Souldiers ftand full faivcly for the day. Exeunt Of fuch an vngrowne Warriour.
alarum, and enter Fatflaffefolus. Prin. O this Boy, lends mettall to v* all. Exit.
.Fal. Though I could feape fhot-free at London, I fear Enter Dowglas .
the (hot heere here’s no fcoring, but vpor> the pate.Soft
: Dow. Another King?They grow likeHydra’s heads:
who ate you ? Sir Halter Blunt, there’s Honour for you: I am the Dowglas ,
fatall to all thofe
here’s no vanity, I 3m as hot as molten Lead, and as hea- That weare thofe colours on them. What art thou
uy too ; heauen keepe Lead outofmee, I ncedeno more That counterfeit’ft the perfon of a King ?
weight then mine owne Bowelles. I hauc led my rag of Kmg The King himfclfe : who Dowglas gtieues at hart
.

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7z The Firjl Fart of K ing Henry the Fourth.

nr litc H * ———
So many of his lV»/»
fhadowes thou 1

haft
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met. A Kingdomc for it was too fmall a boundT

And not the very King. 1haue two Boyes But now two paces of the vileft Earthi
SeekePeny and thy fclfe about the Field :
i
Is roome enough. This Earth that bcares
But feeing thou fall’ft on me fo luckily, the dead
’
I
Bearcs not aliuc fo ftout a Gentleman.
I

I will aftay thee : fo defend thy felfe.

If thou wer’tfenfible of curtefie,
'Dew. 1 fcare thou
another counterfeit
art
Ifhould not make fo great a fhew ofZeale,
And yet infaith thou bear’d thee like a Kin °
j
But let my fauours hide thy mangled face,
But mine I am fore tiiou art,whoere thou be.
And eucn in thy behalfe,] le thank e my felfe
And thus I win thee. 7 by fight, the K. being ,n danger,
I
For doing thefe fayre Rites of Tendernefifc.
Enter Prince.
Adieu,and take thy praife with thee to
Trin. Hold vp they head vile Scot, or
heauen *
thou art like Thy ignomy fleepe with thee in the graue,
Ncucr to hold it vp againe the Spirits
:
s But not remembred in thy Epitaph.
Ot valiant Sherly ^Stafford, 'Blunt, are in my Armcs; What ? Old Acquaintance? Could not all this flefh
It is the Prince of Wales that threatens thee.
Keepc in a little lifefPoore Iacke, farewell
Who neuer promifeth, but he meancs to pay. T could haue better fpar’d a better man.
They Tight fDowglasJlyeth, O, I fhould haue a heauy mifTe of thee
Cheercly My Lord: how fare’s your Grace"? If I were much in loue with Vanity.
’

Sir NicholasCawfey hath for fuccour fent. Death hath not ftrucke fo fat a Deere to day.
And fo hath (flifton lie to Clifton ftraight,
:
Though many dearer in this bloody Fray
King. Stay, and breath awhile. :

Irnbowell’d will I fee thee by and by.

Thou haft redeenfd thy loft opinion.
Till chen.in blood,
And fhew’d thou mak’ft fome tender of my life by Noble Pereie lve. Exit
Ealflaffe rtfeth vp.
In this fairc rc'fcue thou haft brought to mce. Ta.j}. Imbowell d? Ifthou imbowell mee ro day
Prht. O heauen, tney oid me too much injury, gitic you
He
powder me, and eat me too to morow
leauc to
That cucr I hearkned to your death.
faid
Tvyai time to counterfet, or that hotte
Ifit weremight haue let alone
fo, I Termagant Scot,
had paid me fcot and lot too.Counterfei
The infulting hand of Dotvglas ouer you. t?I am no coun-
terfeit; to dye, is to be a
counterfeit, for ice is but the
Which would haue bene as fperdy in your end,
counterfeit^ a man.who hath not the life of
As all the poyfonous Potions in the w orld. a man ; But
to counterfeit dying, when a man
And fau d the Treacherous labour of your Sonne.
thereby liueth,is to be
no counterfeit, but the true and perfetft image
K. Make vp to ffltfton,\\e to Sir Nicholas .Canfey. Exit of life in*
deede. The betterparc of Valour, is Dilcrttion; in the
Enter Hot (pur. which better haue faued my life, I amafrraide of
part, I
Hot. If I miftakc not, thou art Harry Monmouth.
this Gun-powder Percy though he be dead. How ifhee
Prm. Thou fpeak’ft as if would deny my name. 1

fhould counterfeit too, and rife ? I am afraid

My name hee would
Hot. is Harm Percie. prouc the better countcrfeit:thcrefore lie make
Prin.W hy then him iurc.-
I of chat name.
fee a very valiant rebel
yea, and ]le iwearc I kill d him. Wliy may
I am the Prince of Wales, and thinke not lercy. not bee rile as
well as I : Nothing confutes me but eyes,
To fhare with me in glory any more : and no-bodie
fees me.Therefore firra,wich a new wound
in your thigh
Two Starres Iccepe not their motion in one Sphere, come you along me. Takes Hotfur re on has becke.
Nor can one England brooke a double rcigne. _

Enter Prince and Iohn of Lancafttr.

Of Harry Percy, and the Princeof Wales. Prin. Come Brother John, full brauely
haft thou flefht
Hot. Nor dull it Harry for the houre is come thy Maiden fword.
To end the one of vs; and would to heauen, John, But foft, who haue we hecre?
Thy name in Armcs, were now as great as mine. Did you not tell me this Fatfnan was dead ?
Prin. He make it greater, ere
from thee. I part Prin. I did, I faw him dead,
And all the budding H snors on thy Oeft, BreathlefTe and bleeding on the groundr'Arc thou aliuc >
lie crop,tomake a Garland for my head.
Or is it fantafie thatplayes vpon our eye-fight ?
Hot. I C3n no longer brooke thy Vanities. Fight. I prethee fpeake, wc will not truft our eyes
Enter Fatflaffe. Without our eares. Thou art not what thou fecm’ft.
Pal. Well (aid Hal, to it Hal. Nay you fballfindeno Fal. No, that’s certaine I am not double
Boyes play hecre, I can a ; man but :
tell you. if I be not lacks Falfiajfe, then am I a Iackc: There is
Enter Doroglas .he fights with Falflaffejxhofals down Per-
cy, if your Father will do me any
Honor,fo: ifnot,let him
at ifhe were dead, The Prmce killeth Percte.
kill the next Percie himlelfe. I lookc to beeithcr Earle or
Hot. Oh Harry
thou haft rob’d me ofrny youth r Duke, I can allure you.
I better brooke the lofle of brittle life.
Prin. Why, Percy I kill’d my felfe, and faw thee dead.
Then thole proud Titles thou haft wonne of me,
Fal. Did ft thou? Lord, Lord, how the world is giuen
T ney wound my thoghts worfe,then the fword my flefti: to Lying? I grauntyou I was downe, and out
But thought’s the flaue of Life.and Lifetimes foole; ol'B^ath.
and fo was he, but we rofe both at an inftant.and
And Time, that takes furuey of all the world, fought
along houre by Shrewsburie clocke. If may bee belec- I
Muft haue aftop. O, I could Prophefie, ued,fo : if not, let them that
fhould reward Valour, bear*
But that the Earth,and the cold handofdcath,
the finne vpon their owne heads. lie take r on
Lyes on my Tongue :No Percy, thou ait duft my rieai£
I gaue him this wound in the
Thigh : if the man v vcrc'kj
And food for—— liue, and would deny it, I would make
him cate a peec
Prin. For Wormcs.brauc Percy .Farewell great heart: r
v of my fword.
Iil-weau\i Ambition, how much art thou fhrunke?
John. This is the ftrangeft Tale that e’re I heard.
When that this bodie did containc a fpirir. Prin. This
1 is the ftrangeft Fellow, Brother
John.
Come
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The Firjl Tart ofKjng Henry the Fourth. 7?

Come bring your luggage Nobly on your backe : And I embrace this fortune pa tiently.
For my part,if a lye may do thee grace, Since not to btnuoyded, it fals on mee. -

Iiegil'd ic with thchappielf tearraes I bauc. Ktng. Beare Worcefter to death,aud Vernar. too
e^4 Retreat is founded. Ocher Offenders we will paufevpon.
The T rumpers found Retreat, the day is ours Exit Worc efter and Vernon.
Come Brother, tothehigheft ofthefield.
let’s How goes the Field?
To fee what Friends are liuing.who are dead Exeunt . Prin. The Noble Scot Lord Dewglas, when hee faw
Fat. He follow as they fay, for Reward. Hee that re- The fortune of the day quite turn’d from him.
wards me,heauen reward him. If I do grow great again, The Noble Percy flaine, and all his men,
lie grow lefTe ? For lie purge, and leaue Sacke, and line Vpon the foot offe3re,fled with the rdf;
cleanly, as a Nobleman fhould do. * ^ Exit And falling from a hill, he was fo bruiz’d
r,~> i

That the purluers tooke him. At my Tent

The Dowglas is, and I befeech your Grace.
1 may difpofeofhim.
Scana Omrta . King. With all my heart.
Prin. Then Brother Inhn of Laneafter,
To you this honourable bounty Ihall belong :

The Trumpetsfound. Go to the Dowglas, znA deliuer him

Enter the King, Prince ofWales, Lord /ohn of Lane after, Vp to hispleafure, ranfornleffe and free
Earle of tVefimcrland, with IVorcefter & His Valour fhewne vpon our Greffs to day,
’Vernon Prifoners. Hath taught vs how to cherifh fuch high deeds,
Euen bofome of our Aducrfaries.
in the

King. Thus euer did Rebellion finde Rebuke. King.Then this remaines that we diuidc our Power.
:

Ill-fpiricedWorccfier.did we not fend Grace, You Sonne Iohn, and my Coufin Wcffmeriand
Pardon, and tearmes ofLoue to all of you i T owards Y orke fhall bend you, with your deereff fpecd
And would’ft thou turne our offers contrary ? To meet Northumberland, and the Prelate Screcpe,
Mifufe the tenor of thy Kiofmans truft ? Who(as we heare)are bufily in Armes. -

Three Knights vpon our party flaine to day, My Selfe, and you Sonne Harry will towards Wales,
A Noble Earle,and many a creature elfe, To fight with Glendower, and the Earle of March.
Had beene aliue this houre. Rebellion in this Land fhall iofe his way,
borne
If like a Chriftian thou had’ff truly Meeting the Checke of inch another day
Betwixt out Armies, true Intelligence. And fince thi^Bufincfie fo faire is done.
Wor. Whatl haue done, myfafety vrg’d meto,' Let vs not leaue till all our ownc be wonne. Exeunt.
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1 he Second Part of Henry the Fourth,

.Containing his Death and the Coronation :

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t Enter Bgmour. Enter Lord 'Bardolfe, and the Porter,

your cares :For which ofyou will Hop L.Bar. Who keepes the Gate heere ho* ?
he vent of Hearing, when loud Rumor lpeakes?
r
Whereis theEarle?
h from the Orient, to the drooping Well Por. What fhall I fay you are ?
^ Arrt”s*'^ Making the windc my Poft-horfc) (fill vnfold Bar. Tell thou theEarle
The Acts commenced on this Ball of Earth. That the Lord Bardolfe doth attend him heere.
Vpon my Tongue, continual! Slanders ride> Por. His Loidfhip is walk’d forth into the Orchard,

The which, in euery Language, I pronounce, Plcafe it your Honor, knocke butat the Gate,
StuffingthcEaresofthcmwithfalfeReports : And he himfclfc will anfwer.
I fpeakc of Peace, while coucrt Enmit'e Enter Northumberland.
(Vnderthc fmile ofSafety)wounds the VVotld : L B,m. Heere comes the Earle.
And who but Rumour who but ,
onc’y I Nor. What newes Lord Bardolfe ? Eu’ry minute now
Makcfearfull Mullers, and prepar’d Defence, Should be the Father of Lome Stratagem;
Whil’ft thcbiggeyearcYwolne with lome other griefes. The Times 3re wilde Contention (like a Horfc
:

Isdrought with childe, by the flernc Tyrant, Warre, Full ofhigh Feeding) madly hath bioke loofc.
And nofuch matter? Rumour, is a Pipe And bcares downe all before him,
Blowne by Surmilcs, Iclouhes, Comecdures; L.Bar. Noble Earle,
And of lb ealic and fa plains a hop. I bring you certaine newes from Shrewsbury.
That the blunt Monftcr, with vneounted heads. Nor. Good, and hcauen will.
The hill difeordant, waucrir.g Multitude, L.Bar. As good as heart can wifh
Can play vpon it. But v hat mede I thus TheKingis almofi wounded to the death :
My well-knowneBody to Anathomize And in the Fortune of my Lord your Sonne,
Among mv houfhold ? Why is Rumour hccic? Prince Harrie flaine out-right ; and both the Blunts,
I King Harries viflory.
run before Kill’d by the hand of Dowglas. Yong Prince Iohn ,
Who in a bloodie field by Shrewsburie And Weftmcrland, and Stafford, fled the Field.
Hath beaten downe yong Hotjpurre aud his Troopes, , And Harrie Monmouth's Brawrne (the Hulke Sir lohn)
• Qucnchin" the flame of bold Rebellion, Is prifoner toyour Sonne, 0,fuchaDay,
Euen with the Rebels blood. But what meane I (So fought, fo follow’d, and fo fairely wonne)
To fpeake fo true at firlt ? My Office is Came not, till now, to dignific the Times
To noyfe abroad, that Harry 'JA'onmouth fell Since Cafars Fortunes.
Vnder the Wrath of Noble Swoid Hotjpurres Nor. How is this dertu’d?

;
And that the King, befotc the 'Howgins Rage Saw you the Field? Came you from Shrewsbury ?
: Stoop’d his Annointed head, as low as death. L.Bar .1 fpake with one (my L.)that came fro thence,
Thishaue I rumour’d through the pcafant-Towne*> A Gentleman well bred, and of good name,
Ectwecne the Royall Field of Shrewsburie, That freely render’d me thefc newes for true.
And this W
ormc-eatcn-Hole ofragged Stone, Nor. Heere comes my Seruant Trauers , whom I fent
Where Hotjpurres Father, old Northumberland, On Tuefday laff, to liflen after Newes.
Lyes crafty ficke. The Poflcs come tyring oq. EnterTrauers,
And not a mm of them brings other newt's L.Bar. My Lord.I ouer-rod him on the way.
Then rhey haue learn’d ot Me. From Rumours Tongues, And he is furmfh’d with no certainties,
- They bringfmooth-Coralorcs-falfe, worfc then True- More then he (haply)may retaile from roe.
wrongs. * Exit. Afrr.Now Trauers what good tidings comes fro you?
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Fhe fecondTart ofJfing Henry the Fourth .

75
Tra. My Lord, Sir UhnVmfieuiti turn’d me backe Y our Spirit is coo true, your Feares too certaine.
With ioyfull tydings; and (being better hors’d) North. Yet for all this, fay not that Percies dead.
Out-rod me. After him, came fpurring head flrange Confeffion in thine Eye
1 fee a

A Gentleman (almoft fore-fpent with Ipeed) Thou fhak’ft thy head, and hold’fl it Fearc, or Sinne,
That flopp’d by me, to breach his bloodied horfe. To fpcakea truth. If he be f!ainc,fay fo
He ask d the way to Chefter And of him : The Tongue offends not, that reports his death ;

I did demand what Ncwcs from Shrewsbury And he doth iinne that doth bclye the dead ;

He told me, that Rebellion had ill lucke. Not he, which fayes the dead is not aliue
And that yong Harry Percies Spurre was cold. Yet the firflbringer ofvnwelcome Newes
With that he gaue his able Horfe the head, Hath but a looting Office and his Tongue,
:

And bending forwards ftrooke his able heeles Sounds euer after as a fallen Bell
Agalnft the panting fides of his poore lade Remembred, knolling a departing Friend.
Vp to the Rowell head, and flatting fo. L.'Bar. I cannot thinke(my Lord)your fon is dead,

He feem’d ir. running, to deuoure the way, Mor. I am forty, I fhould force you to beleeue
Staying no longer queftion. That, which I would to heauen, I had not feene.
, North. Ha? Againe: But thefe mine eyes,fawhim in bloody ftatc,
Said he yong Hame Percyes Spurre was cold ? Rend’ring faint quittance (wearied, and out-breath’d)
(Of Hot-Spurre, cold-Spurre?) that Rebellion, T o Henrte Monmouth whofe fwife wrath beatc downe
,

Had met ill lucke? The neuer-daunted Percie to the earth,

L.'Bar. My Lord : He tell you what, From whence(with lifc)he neucr more fprung vp.
If my yong Lord your Sonne, haue not the day, In few; his death (whofe fpiriclent a fire,

Vpon mine Honor, for a filken point Euen to the dtslleft Peazant in his Campe)
He giue my Barony. Neuertalkeofit. Being bruited once, tookefirc and heate away
Nor. Why ffiould the Gentleman that rode by Trewers From the beft temper’d Courage in his Troopes.
Giue then luch inftanccs of Lofle i For from his Mettle, was his Party ftcel’d
L.'Bar. Who, he? Which once, in him abated, all the reft
He was tome hiclding Fellow, that had ftolne Turn’d on themfelues, like dull and heauy Lead :
The Horfe he rode-on and vpon my life : And as the Thing, that’s heauy in it felfe,
Speake at aduenture. Looke,here comes more Newes. Vpon enforcement, flyes with greateft fpeede.
So did our Men, heauy in Hotjpurres lofle.
Enter tJMorton Lend to this weight, fuch.lightnefle with their Feare,
Thai; Arrowes fled not fwifter toward their ayme.
I Nor. Yea, this mans brow, like to a Httle-leafe, Then did our Soldiers (ayming at their fafety)
Fore-tels the Nature ofaTragicke Volume: a , fc
Fly from<be field. Then was that Noble Worceflec
So lookes the Strond, when the Imperious Flood -' y Too foone ta’ne prifoner and that furious
: Scot,
Hath leftawitneft Vfurpation. (The bloody Dowglas) whofe well-labouring fword
Say Morton , did’ft thou come from Shrewsbury ?j c , :
Had three times flaine th’appearance of the King,
Mor. I ran from Shrewsbury (my Noble Lord) Gan vaile his ftomackc, and did grace the Ihame
Where hatefull death put on his vglieft Maskc Of thofe that turn’d their backesand in his flight. :

To fright our party. Stumbling Feare,was tooke. The fumme ofall.

in
North. How
doth my Sonne.and Brother? Is, that the King hath wonne and hath fent out :

Thoucrembl’ft; and the whitenefle in thy Cheeke A lpeedy power, to encounter you my Lord,
is apter then thy T ongue, to tell thy Errand/ Vnder the Conduct ofyong Lancafter
Euen fuch a man, fo faint, fo fpiritlefle. And Weftmerland. This is the Newes at full.
So dull, fo dead in looke, fo woe-bc-gone, North. For this, I fhall haue time enough to mourne.
Drew Priams Curcaine,in the dead of night. In Poyfon,thereis Phyficke and this newes
:

And would haue told him, Halfe his Troy was burn’d. made me ficke.
(Hatting beene wcll)that would haue
But Priam found the Fire, ere he his Tongue: Being fome meafure,made me well.
ficke, haue in
And I, my Percies death, ere thou report'd it. And as the Wretch, whofe Feauer-weakned iojyys.
This, thou would’fl fay Your Sonne did thus, and thus
: Like ftrengthlefle Hindges,bucklc vnder life,
Your Brother, thus So fought the Noble Dowglasj
. Impatient ofhisFit, breakestike a fire
Stopping my greedy care, with tneir bold deeds. Out of his keepers armes : £uen fo, my Limbes
But in the end (to flop mine Eare indeed) (Weak’ned with greefe) being now imag’d with greefe.
Thou halt a Sigh, to blow away this Praife, Are thrice themfelues. Hence therefore thou nice crutch,
Ending with Brother, Sonnc,and all are dead. A fcalie Gauntlet now ,wich ioyntsofSteele
Mor. ‘Dowglas is liuing,and your Brother, yet: Muft gloue this hand. And hence thou fickly Quoife,
But for my
Lord, your Sonne, Thou art a guard too wanton for the head,
North.Why. he is dead. Which Princes, flcfh’d with Conqueft,ayme to hit.
See what a ready tongue Safpition hath : Now binde my Browes with Iron.and approach
He that but feares the thing, he would not know. The ragged’ft houre,that Time and Spight dare bring
Hath by Inftin6t,knowledgc from others Eyes, To frownc vpon th’enrag’d Northumberland.
That what hefeard, is chanc'd. Yet fpeak c(Morton) Let Heauen kifl’c Earth now let not Natures hand
:

Tell thou thy Earle.hisDmination Lies, Kccpc the w ilde Flood confin'd Let Order dye, :

And I will take it, as a fweet Difgracc, And let the world no longer be adage
And make thee rich, for doing me fuch wrong. T o feede Contention in a ling’ring Adi
Mor You are coo
. great, to be (by me) gainfaid : But let one fpirit of the Firft-bornc Caine
Rci gne
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76 The fecond Tart of Kfng Henry the Fourth .

Reigne in all bofomes, that each heart being fee brainc of this foolifh compounded Clay-man, is not able
}
On bloody Courfes, the rude Scene may end, to inuent any thing that tends to laughter, more thenl
And darknefie be the burier of the dead. (Honor. inuent,orisinuentedonme. 1 am not onely witty in my
L-Bar. Sweet Earle, diuorce not wifed.om from your lelfe, but the caufc that wit is in other men. Idoeheere

Trior, The liues ofall your louing Complices walke before thee, like a Sow, that hatho’rcwhelm’d all
Leane-on your health, the which if you giue-o’re her Litter, but one. If the Prince put thee into my Scr-
T o ftormy Paflior., mufl perforce decay. uicc for any other reafon, then to fet mee off, why then I
You caft th’euent of Watre(my Noble Lord) hauenoiudgement. Thou horfon Mandrake, thou art
And fumm’d the accompt of Chance,before you faid fitter to be worne in my cap, then to wait at my heeles. I

Let vs make head It was yourprefurmize,

: was neuer mann’d with an Agot till now but I will fettc :

That in the dole of blowes,your Son might drop, you neyther in Gold, nor Siluer, but in vilde apparcll.and
Y ou knew he walk’d o’re perils, on an edge ' fend you backe againc to your Maftcr, for a Iewell. The
More likely to fall in, then to get o’re Iuuenali (the Prince your Mafter) whofe Chin is not yet
You wereaduis’d his flefh was capeable fledg’d, I will fooner haqe a beard grow in the Palme of
Of Wounds, and Scarrcs and that his forward Spirit
; my hand, then he fhall get one on his checke yet he will :

Would lift him, where moft trade of danger rang’d. not fticke to lay, his Face is a Face-Royall. Heauen may
Yet did you fay go forth and none of this : finifti it when he will, it is not a hairc amifie yet he may :

(Though ftrongly apprehended) could reftraine keepc it ftill at a Face-Royall, foraBarbcr (hall neuer
The ftiffe-borne A 6! ion What hath then befalne ?
: came fix pence out of it; and yet he will be crowing, as if
Or what hath this bold enterprize bring forth. he had writ man euer fince his Father was a Batchcllour.
More then that Eeing, which was like to be ? He may keepc his owne Grace, butheis almoft out of
L.Bar. We all thac are engaged to this Ioffe, mine, I can allure him. What faid Ul.Dombledon about
}

Knew that we ventur’d on fuch dangerous Seas, the Satten for my fhort Cloake,and Slops ?
That wc wrought out life, was ten to one :
if Pag. He faid hr, you fhould procure him better Aflil-
And yet we ventur’d for the gaine propos’d, rance,then Bardolfe: hrf wpld not take his Bond & yours,
Choak’d the refpeft of likely pcrill fear’d. he lik’d not the Security.
And fince we are o’re-fet,venture againc. Fal. Let him bee damn’d like the Glutton, may his
Come, we will all put forth; Body,and Goods, Tongue be hotter, a horlon Achitophel ; a Rafcally-yea-
TWer/Tis-morcthen time And (my moft Noble Lord) : forfooth-knaue,to beare a Gentlflban in hand, and then
I heare for certaine, and do fpeake the truth : ftand vpon Security ? The horfon fmooth-pates doc now
The gentle Arch-bifhop ofYorkcis vp wearc nothing but high fhoes, and bunches of Keyes at
With well appointed Powres he is a man : their girdles : and if a man is through with them in ho-
Who with a double Surety bindes his Followers, neftTaking-vp’, then they muft ftand vpon Securirie; I
My Lord (your Sonne)had onely but theCorpei, 1
had as liefe they would put Rats-bane in my mouth, as
But fbadowes, and the fhewes of men to fight. aoc offer to ftoppeit with Security. 1 look’d hee fhould haue
For that fame word(Rebellion) did diuide featme two and twenty yards of Satten (as I am true
The affion of their bodies, from their foules, lf
Knight) and he fends me Security. Well, he may fleep in
And they did fight with queafinefle, conftrain’d Security, for he hath the home of Abundance : and the
'
J

As men drinke Potions; that their Weapons only lightneffcofhis Wife fhines through it, and yet cannot
Seem'd on ourfide but : for their Spirits andSoules, he lee, though he haue his owne Lanthornc to light him.
This word (Rebellion)it had froze them vp, Where’s Bardo/fe?
As Fifhare in a Pond. But now theBifhop Fag. He’s gone into Smithfield to buy your worfhip
Turnes Infurre&ion to Religion, a horfe.
Suppos’d fincerc,and holy in his Thoughts Fal. 1 bought him in Paules,aad hee’l buy mee a horfe
He’s follow’d both with Body, and with Minde could get mee a wife inthcStewes,
in Smithfield. If I

And doth enlarge his Rifing, with the blood were Mann’d, Hors’d, and Wiu’d.
OffaireKing Richard ferap’d from Pomfret ftones,
, Enter Chiefe Iu(lice,and Seruant.
DeriueS from heauen.his Quarrell,and his Caufe : Tag. Sir, heere comes the Nobleman that committed
Tels rfiem,he doth beftride a bleeding Land, the Prince for ftriking him, about ‘Bardolfe.
Gafping for life, vnder great BuHingbrooke, Fal. W ait clofe,I will not fee him.
And more, and lefTe.do flocke to follow him. Ch.Iuft. What’s he that goes there ?

North. I knew ofthis before. But to fpeake truth. Ser. Falflaffe^n&’x. pleafe your Lordfhip.
This prefent greefe had wip’d it from my minde. lufl. He thac was in queftion for the Robbery ?
Go in with me.and councell eucry man Ser. He my Lord.but he hath fince done good feruice
The apteft way for fafety, and reuenge at Shrewsbury: and(as I heare)lisnow going with fome

Get Pofts,and Letters, and make Friends with fpeed, Charge,to the Lord Iohn ofLancafter.
Neuer fo few,nor neuer yet more need. Exeunt. luff. What to Yorke? Call him backe againe.
Ser. Sir lohnFaffiaffe.

Seen a Tertia. Boy, tell him, lam deafe.

Fal.
Pag. Y ou muft fpeake lowdcr,my Mafter is deafe.
Enter Falflaffe.and Page. lujf. I am fure he is, to the hearing ofany thing good.

Fal. Sirra,you giant, what laies the Doft.to my water? Go plucke him by the Elbow, 1 muft lpeakc with him,
Pag. He faid fir,the water it felfe was a good healthy Ser. Sir Iohn
watenbut for the party that ow’d it,he might haue mote iW.What^a yongknaueand beg ?Is there notwars?I$
difeafes then he knew for. there not imployment. ’Doth not the K.lack fiibiebh?
,
Do
Fal. Men of all forts take a pride to gird at rnee : the not the Rebels want SoldiersPThough it be a fhame to be
on
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*n worfe fhame to bcgge, then to
any fide but one, ft is vnquiet time, for your quiet o’re-pofting that Adion.
leonthe worttfide,were it worfe then the name of Rc- Fai. My Lord * (Wolfe.
lellion can tell how to make it. /«y?.But fince wel.keep it fo: wake not a deeping
all is

Ser. Yourmft'ake meSiri Fal. To wake a Wolfe, is as bad as to fraell a Fox.

Fal. Why fir? Did 1 fay^you were an honed man?Set- 7«.What?you areas a candle, the better pan burnt out
ing my Knight-hood, and my Souldierfhip afide, I had Fal. A Wadell-Candte, my Lord; all Tallow :ifl did
yed in my throat, if 1 had faid fo. fay of wax 4 my growth would approue the truth.
Ser, I pray you (Sir) then fet your Knighthood and Juft.There is not a white haire on your face, but Chold
/our Souldicr-fhip slide, and giue mec leauctotelLvou, haue his effed of grauity.
you lye in your throat, if you fay I am any other then an Fat. His effed of grauy, grauy, grauy.

noneft man. Juft You follow theyong Prince vp and dovvne, like
Fal. I giuc thee leaue to tell me fo ? Hay a-fidc that his cuill Angell. - j.i-.tl .

which growes to rae> If thou get’ft any Icaueofme, hang Fal. Not your ill Angell is Ugh: but I
fo (rny Lord) :

J
ne :ifcboutak ftIeaue>thou wet t better be hang’d -.you hope, he that lookes vpon mee, will take mee without,
Hunt-counter,hence :Auant. weighing: and yet. n fome refpeds I grant, I cannot go :
Ser. Sir, my Lord would fpeake with you. I cannot tell.Verttte is of fo little regard in tbefe Coftor.

Iu(t. Sir John Falftajfc,z word with you. mongers, that true valor is turn’d Beare-heard, Pregnan-
Fa/. My good Lord :giue your
Lordfhip good time of cie is made aTapfter, and hath his quicke wit wafted in

theday.I am glad tofeeyour Lordfhip abroad

I heard : giuingRecknings all the other gifts appertinem to man
:

fay your Lordfhip was ficke. I hope your Lordfhip goes fas theinalice of this Age {Rape's them) air not woorth a
abroad by aduife. Your Lordfhip(though not clean part Goofebcrry. You that are old , conlidcr not the capaci-
your youth)hath yet fomefmack of age in you: fome rcl- ties of vs that are yong you meafu re the heat of cur I.i«
:

lifh of the fahnefTe of Time, and I mort humbly bcfeech uers,with the bittemes ofyour gals: & we that are in the
your Lordfhip, to haue a reuerend care of your health. vaward of our youth, I mtift confeffe,are wa^ges too.
Juft. Sir /c>b», Ifentyou bcforeyourExpedition, to Iuft. Do you fet downc your name in the fcrowlcof
Shrewsburie. youth, that are written downc old, with all the Charrac-
Fal. Ifvtpleafcyour Lordfhip, I hearehis Maicftie is ters of ogc?Haue you not a moift eye ? a dry hand?a yel-

return’d with fome difeomfortfrom Wales. low cheekera whuebeaidPa decrcafng leg? an inerefing
Juft. I talkc not of his Mafefty you would not come belly? Is not your voice broken/your winde fhort?your
:

when I fent for you ? wit fingle? and euery part about you blafted with Ant i-
Fal. And I hcare moreouer,his Highneffe is falne into quity?and w il you cal your felfe yong?Fy,fy,fy, hr John.
this fame whorfon Apoplexie. (you. Fal. My Lord,l was borne with a white head, & fom-
/»/?. Wellfneauen meod him. I pray let me fpeak with thing a round belly, For my voice, 1 haue loft ic with hal-
Fal. This Apoplexie is(asl takeit)a kind of Lethar- lowing and finging of Anthemes. To approue my youth
gic, a fleeping of the bIcod,a horfon Tingling. farther J will not; the truth is, I am onely oldc in judge-
Juft. What tell you me of ic ? be it as it is. ment and vndetftanding: and he that will caper wi th mee
F>d. It hath itoriginall from much greefe; from rtudy for a thoufand Markes,let him lend me the mony, gchaue
and perturbation of the brainc. I haue read thecaufe of at him. For the boxe of th care that the Prince gaue you,
his effedfs in Galen. It is akindeofaeafeneffc. he gaue it like a rude Prince, and you tooke it like aienfi-
Fuji. I thinke you arc falne into the difeafe
For you : ble Lord. 1 haue checkt him for it, and the yong Lion re-
heare not what i lay to you. pents Marry net in afhes and facke-cloath, but in new
:

Fal. Very wcl!(my Lori^vcry well rather on’tpleafe : Silke,andoldSackc.

you) it is the difeafe of not Liftning, the malady of not /«/?.Wel,heauen fend the Prince a better companion.
Marking, that I am troubled wichali. Fal. Hcauen fend the Companion a better Prince : I

/«/?. To punifh you by the beeles, would amend the cannot rid my hands ofbirn.
attention of your cares, & I care not if I be your Fhy fitian Iuft. Well, the Kang hath feuer’d you and Prince Bar -
Iam as poore as lob, my L ord;bur not fo Patient:
Fal. ry , I hcare you arc going with Lord John of Lancafter, a-
your Lordfhip may minifterthePotion of imprifonmenc gainft the Arrhbifhop.and the Earle ofNorthumberland
to me, in refpedf of Pouertie but how I fhould bee your : thankeyour pretty fvveet wit for it : but
Fal. Yes, I
Patient, to follow your preferiptions, the wife may make lookeyou pray, (all you that kiffe my Ladie Peace, 3t
fome dram of a fcruple,or inctcede,a lcruple it lelfe. home)rh^t our Armies ioyn noc in a hot day: for if I take
- It*ft. I fent for youfwhen there were matters againft but two fhirts out with me, and I meanc not to fweac ex-
you for your life) to come fpeake with me. traordinarily if it bee a hot day, ifl brandifh any* thing
:

Fal, As I was then aduifed by my learned Councefin but my Bottle, would Imightneuer fpit white againe :
thelawes of this Land-fcruice, 1 did not come. There is not a daungerous Adion can peepe out his head,
/«/?. Welthe truth is(fir John) you line in great infamy but I am thruft vpon it. Well, I cannot laft euer.
buckles him in my bclt,canot iiue in lcffc.
Fal. He that /#/?.Wcll,behoneft,be honeft,andheauen bleffeyour
Juft . Your
Mcanes is very dender,and your waft great. Expedition.
Fal. I would it were otberwife: 1 would my Meancs Fal. Will your Lordfhip lend mee a thoufacd pound,
were greater, and-my wafte rtcndcrcr. tofurmfh me forth ?
Iuft. You hauemifled the youtnfull Prince. Juft. Notapeny, notapeny:you are too impatient
Fal. The yong Prince hath milled mee. lam the Fel- to bcare crolfes. Fareyouwcl). Commend mec to my
low with the great belly, and he my Dogge. Cohn Weftmerland.
Juft, Well,* am loth to gall ancw.heal’d wound:your Fal. Ifl do.fillop me with a three-man-Beetlc. A man
daies fcrnice at Shrewsbury, hath a little gilded ouer can no more feparate Age and Couetoulneffe,thcn he can
your Nights exploit on Gads-hill. You may thankc the part yong limbes and lctchery : butthc Gowt galles the

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one,and the pox pinches the other ; and fo both the De- (
And when we fee the figure of the houfc,
grees prenent my curfes. Boy? / Then mutt we rate the coft of the Ere&ion,
Page. Sir. Which if we finde out-weighes Ability,
1

Pal. What money is in my purfe ? What do we then, but draw a-new the Modeli
Page. Scuen groats, and two pence. In fewer offices f Or at leaft, defift
Fal. I can get no remedy againft this Confumption of To builde at all ? Much more, in this great worke,
the purfe. Borrowing onely lingers,! and lingers it out, (Which is (almoft) topluckeaKingdomedoyvne
butthedifeafeis iniureable. Gobearethis letter to my And fee another vp)fhould we furuey
Lord of Lancafter, this to the Prince, this to the Earle of Theplot of Situation, and the Modell j
Weftmerland, andthistooldMiftris Vrfula, whomel Confcnt vpon a fure Foundation :
haue weekly fvvorne to marry, fincel perceiu’d the fitft Quettion Surueyors, know our owne eftate.
white haire on my chin. About it: you know where to How able filch a Worke to vndergo,
findcmc. A pox of thisGowt, or aGowtofthisPoxe : To weigh againtthis Oppofite?Or elfe.
for the one or th’other playes the rogue with my great We fortifie in Paper jand in Figures,
toe It is no matter, if I do halt, I haue the warres for my
: Vfingthe Names of men, infteadot men :
colour, and my Pcnfion fhall feemethemorc reafonable. Like one.that drawes the Modell of a houfc
A good wit will make vfc of any thing : I will turtle dif- Beyond his power tobuilde it; who(halfe through)
eafes to commodity. Exeunt Giues o’re, and leaucs his part-created Coft
A naked fubiet to the Weeping Clouds,
Scena Quarta . And wafte,for churlifh Winters tyranny.
Haft. Grant that our hopes(yet likely of faire byrth)
Enter eArchbiflyof ,Haftings^OHorvbray } and. Should be ftill-borne : and that we now pefleft
Lord Tiardolfe. The vtmoft man of expectation :
^r.Thus haue you heard our caufes,& kno our Means : I thinke we are a Body ftrong enough

And my mod noble Friends, I pray you all (Euen as we are) to equall with the King.
Speake plainly your opinions of our hopes. ' L.'Bar , What is the Kingbut fiue & twenty thoufand?
And firft(Lord Marfhall) what fay you to it ? Haft. Toys no more nay not fo much Lord Bardolf,
:

Mot*. I well allow theoccafion ofour Armes, Forhis diuifions (as the Times do braul)
But gladly would be better iatisfied, Arc in three Heads one Power againft the French,
:

How (in our Meanes ) we ftioald aduance our fclucs And one againft Glendower: Perforce a third
To looke with forhead bold and big enough Muft take vp vs So is the vnfirme King
:

Vpon the Power and puifance of the King. In three diuided : and his Coffers found
Haft. Our grow vpon the File
prefent Mutters With hollow Pouerty,and Emptinefie.
To fiue and twenty thoufand men of choice zAr That he fliauld draw his feuerall ftrengths togither
.

And our Supplies, liue largely in the hope And come againft vs in full puiflance
Of great Northumberland,whofe bofome burnes Need not be dreaded.
With an incenied Fire oflniuries. Haft. If he fhould do fo,
L.Bar. The quettion then(Lord Ha8iugs)l\ andeth thus He leaues his backe vnarm’d, the French, and Welch
Whether our prefent fiue and twenty thouland Baying him at the heeles : neuer feare that.
May hold- vp-hcad, without Northumberland: L>Bar. Wfio is it like fhould lead his Forces hither?

Haft. With him, we may. Haft. The Duke of Lancafter, and Wcftmerland
L.'Bar. 1 marry, there’s the point: Againft the Welfh himfelfe, and Harrie Monmouth.
But if without him we be thought to feeble, But who is fubftituted ’gainft the French,
My iudgeroent is,we fhould not ftep too farre I haue no certain* notice.

Tillwe had his Afsiftancc by the hand. u4rch. Let vs on:

For in a Theame fo bloody fac’d, as this, And publifh the occafion of our Armes.
Conie&ure, Expectation, and Surmile The Common-wealth is ficke of their owne Choice,
Of Aydes incertainc,fhould not be admitted. Their ouer-greedy loue hath furfetced
c
u4rch. ’Tis very true Lord Eardolfe,{>or indeed An habitation giddy, and vnfure
It was yong Hotjpitrres cafe, at Shrewsbury. Hath he that buildeth on the vulgar heart.
L.Bar. It was (my Lord)who lin’d himfelfwith hope, O thou fond Many, with wbatloud applaufe
Eating the ayre, on promile of Supply, Did’ft thou beate heauen with blefling ‘BuUtngbrookf,
Flatt’ri’ng himfclfe with Proieft of a power. Before he wss,what thou would’ft haue him be?
Much fmaller, then the fmallett of his Thoughts, And being now trimm’d in thine owne dcfircs.
And fo With great imagination Thou (beaftly Feeder)art fo full ofhim,
(Proper to niad men) led his Powers to death, That thou prouok’ft thy felfe to caft him vp
f And (winking) leap'd into definition. So,fo,(thou commonDogge)did'ft thou difgorge

Haft. But (by your leaue)it neuer yet

did hurt, Thy glutton-bofome of the Royall Rtchard,
To lay downe likcly-hoods,and formes of hope. And now thou would’ft eate tby dead vomit vp,
I L. Bar. Yes, if this prefent quality of warre, And howl ft to findeit. What truftisin thcfeTimes ?
Ind<fed the inttant ation: a caufe on foot, Thcy,th3t when Richard liu’d, would haue him dye,
Hues fo in hope As: in an early Spring, Are now become enamour’d on his graue.
We fee th’appearing buds.wlnch to prouc firuice, Thou that threw ft duft vpon his goodly head
Hope giucs not fo much warrant, asDifpaire When through proud London he camefighingoD,
That Frofts will bite them. When we meane to build. After th’admired heeles of 'BuRingbrookc,
We firft furucy the Plot, then draw the Modell, Cri’ft now, O Earth, yceld vs that King agine.
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Aad take thou this (O thoughts of men accurs'd)t Hoft. Oh my rnoft worfhipfull Lord, and'epleafe your
“ P aft, And to Come,fecmcs heft; things Prefent ,worft. Gracc,I am a poore widdow of Eaftchcap, and he is arre-
Mow. Shall we go draw our numbers, and let on ? fted at my fuit. Ch. luft. For what fumme ?
Hafl.W* are Times fubic<fts,and Time bids, be gon. Hoft. It is more then for fome(my Lord)it is for all: all
I haue,he hath eaten me out of houfe and home, hee hath
put all my fubftance into that fat belly of his : but I will
Actus Secundum Sccena Trima. haue fame of it out againc, or I will ride thee o’Nights,
like the Mare.
Enter Hofttffe.wah two 0ftcers Fang, and Snare.
: Falft. 1 thinkc I am as like to ride the Mare, if I haue
Hoftejfe. Mr.fW*£,haue you cncred the Atftion ? any vantage of ground.to get vp.
Fang. It is enter'd. Ch-.Ittft. How comes this, Sir lohn ? Fy, what a man of

Hofteffe. Wher’s your Yeoman.'’ Isit a lufty yeoman? good temper would endure this tempeft of exclamation ?
Will he ftandto it ? Arc you not afham’d to inforce a poore Widdowcto fo
Fang. Sirrah, where’s Sw4re ? rough a courfe.to come by her ownc i
Hoftejfe. I, I, good M. Snare.. Falft, What is the groffe fumme that I owe dice?
Snare , Heere,heere. Hoft. Marry (if thou wer’t an honeft man)thy felfe,&
Fang. Snare, vie muft Arrcft Sir lohn Fatft afte. the mony too. Thou didft fwcare to mee vpon a parccll
Hoft. I good Nl.Snarcft haue enter’d him,iand all. gilt Goblet, fitting in my Dolphin-chamber at the round
Sn.lt may chance coftTome of vs our liuesthe wil ftab table, by a fea-colc fire,on Wednefday in Whitfon week,
Hoftejfe. Alas the day: take heed of him he ftabd me t when the Prince broke thy head for Itk’ning him to a fin-
inmincownehoufe, and that mod beaftly he cares noc : gingman of WindforjThou didft fwcare tome then(as 1
what mifeheefe hedoth, if his weapon be out. Hee will was wafhing thy wound)co many me>and make mee my
foynelikeany diuell, he willfpare neither man, woman, Lady thy wife.Canft y deny it ? Did not* goodwife Keech
norchilde. the Butchers wife come in then,and cal me geffip SJuicft
Fang, if can clofc withhim,I care not for his thru ft.
I Ift comming in to borrow a meffe of Vinegar: telling vs,
Hoftejfe. No.norl neither lie beat your elbow.
: fhe had a good difh.of Prawnes:whercby didft defire to
^
Fang. If 1 buefift him oncerifhc come but within my eat fome whereby I told thee they were ill for 0 greene
:

Vice. wound? And didft not thou (when {he was gone downe
Hoft. I am vndone
with his going:I warrant he is an ftaires)defire me to be no more familiar with fuch poore
infinitiue thing vpon my fcore. Good
.Fang hold him M people, fay ing, that ere long they fhould calf me Madam ?
furergood M. Snare let him not fcape, he comes continu- And did’ft^notkiffe me,and bid mee fetch thee 36. s? I
antly to Py-Corner(fauing your manhoods)to buy’a fad- put thee now to thy Book-oath, deny it ifthoucanft?
dle, and hee is indited to dinner to the Lubbars head in Fal. My Lord,thispoore mad foulerand fhe fayes
is a

Lonabardftreetjto M .Smoothes the Silkmanl pra’ye,fince vp & downethc town,that her eldcft ion islskeyou.She
my Exion is enter’d, and my Cafe fo openly known tothc hath bm in good cafc,& the truth is, pouerty hath diftra-
world, let him be brought into A too.Marke
his anfwer: £ted her : but for thefefoolifh Officers, 1 befeechyou, I

is a long one, for a poorc lone woman to beare: & I haue may haue redrclVc againft them.
borne, and borne, and borne, and haue bin fub’doff, and Iuft. Sir lohnftu lohn, am well acquainted with your
fub’d-off, from this day to that day, that ic is a ftmnc to rnaner of wrenching the true caufe,the falfe w?4y.It is not
be thought on.Theie is no honeftyinfuch dealing, vnlcs a confident brow, nor the throng of wordes, that come
a woman fhould be made an Affe and a Eeaft, to beare e- with fuch (more then impudent)lawcines from you, can
uery Knaues wrong. Enter Falftaffe and Bardolfe. thrulf me from a leuell confideracion,! know -you ha’pra-
Yonder he comes, and thatarront Malmefey-Nofe Bar- efis'd vpon the eafie-ycelding lpiritof this woman.
dtlfe with him. Do your Offices.doyour offices: Hoft. Yes in troth my Lord.
M
& 5»4r<f,dome,dorxte,domcyour Offices. Iuft. Prethce you owe her, and
peace:pay her the debt
F4/.H0W nowfwhofe Mare's dcadPwhat’sthe matter ? vnpay the villany you haue done hcr:the oneyou maydo
Fang. S\tfohn,l arreft you, at thefuitofMift.^aic^. with fterlingmony,& the other with currant repentance.
Falft. Away Varlets, draw 'Bardolfe
Cut me oft the : Fal. My Lord, I will not vndergo this fineape without
Viilaines heaci;throw the Queane in the Channel. reply. You call honorable BoIdncs,impudcntSawdneffe:
Hoft .Throw me inthechannelPUe throw thee there. If a man wilcurt’fie,and fay nothing, he isvertuous: No,
Wilt thou?wilt thou?chou baftardly rogue.Murdcr,mur- my Lord(your humble duty rcmebred)I will not beyour
der,OthouHony-fucklc villaine,wiJt thou kill Gods of- futor.I fay to you, I defirc deliu’rance from thefr Officers
ficers,and the Kings? O thou nony-fecd Rogue,thou art being vpon hafty employment in the Kings Affaires.
ahonyfced,aMan-qucller,and woman-quellcr. a Iuft. You lpcake,as hauing power to do wrong: But
Falft. Fang A rcfcu,a refeu.
Keep them off, Bardolfe. anfwer in the effedl of your Reputation, and fatisfie the
Hoft. Good people bring a refcu.Thou wiltnot?thou poore woman.
wilt not? Do, do thou Rogue.-Do thou Hempfeed. Falft. Come hither Hofteffe. Enter Ttl.Cower
Page. Away you Scullion, youRampalhan, you Fuftil- Chftuft. Now
Mafter Cower; What newes?
Iirian: lie tuckeyourCataftrophe. Enter. Ch.Inftice. Gow.The King(my Lord) and Henrie Prince of Wales
Iuft. What's the matter? Kcepe the Peace here, hoa. Are neere at hand: The reft the Paper telles. ,
Hoft, Good my Lord be good to mee. Ibefccch you Falft. As I am a Gentleman.
ff and to me.
Hoft. Nay, you faid fo before.
(Jh.Iuft . How now fir /oW What arc you brauling here? Fal. As I am a GemIcman.Comeyno more words of it
Doth become your place.your time, and bufineffc ?
this Hoft. By
Hcauenly ground I tread on, I muft be
this
You fhould haue bene well on your way to Yorke. faine to pa wnc both my Platc,and the T apiftry of my dy-
Stand from him Fellow jwherefore hang’ft vpon hftn t ning Chambers.
g ?
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8o Fhe fecond 7 'art ofKjng Henry the Fourth .
Fal. Glaft’es,glaffes, is the onely drinking : and' for '

as to remember fo weakc a Compoluion.

thy walles a pretty flight Drollery, or the Storie of the Prince. Belike then, my Appttice was not Princely
Prodigall, or the Germane hunting in Waterworke, is got; for (in noth) 1 do now remember the pcoie Crea-
vworih theufandofthefe Bed-hangings, and theie Fly-
a ture, Small Beere. But indeede theie humble corf dera-
bitten Tapithies. Lee it be tenne pound (if thou cantt.) tions make me out of lone with my Grcatnefle. What a
Come, if it were not for rhy humors, there is not a better difgraceis it to me, to remember thy name? Or to
know
Wench in England. Go, wafhthy face, and draw thy thy face to morrow ? Or to take note how many paire
of
. Atfion Come, thou muft not bee in this humour with
: Silk (lockings
^ baftf (Viz.thele,and thofe that were thy
•me, come, I know thou was t feton to this. peach-colour d ones: ) Or to beare the Inuentorie of thy
*
Hoft. Prethce (Sir lohnfet it be but twenty Nobles, fhirts, as one for fuperfluity, and one other/or vfe. But
I loath to pawne my Place, in good earned la. that ;hc Tennis-Court-keeper knowes better then I, for
Fal. Let it alone, lie make ocher fhift ryou’l be a fool it is a low ebbe of Linoen with thee, when thou
kept’ft
'•
jftill. -q: not Racket there, 3$ thou haft not done a great while.be-
HoH. Wei!, yon fhall haue it although I pawne my C3ulc the reft of thy Low Countries, haue made a fhift
to
dGowne. Ihope you’l come to Supper: You’l pay meal- cate vp thy Holland.
together? Potn. How ill it followes, after you haue labour’d fo
Fal.Will I liuc C Go with her, with her : hooke-on, hard, you fhould talkc fo idleIy?Tell me how many good
hooke-on. yong Princes would do fo, their Fathers lying fo ficke, as
FIoil. Will you haue Doll Teitre-fhcet meet you at fup- youtsis?
per ? Prin. Shall I tell thee one thing, Points,!
Fal. No more words. Let’s haue her. Poin. Yes: and let it be an excellent good thing. *•

Ch. haue heard bitter newes.

lull. I Prin. It Fhall ferue among wittes of no higher breed-
Fal What’s the newes (my good Lord?) ing then thine.
fh.lM. Where lay theKtn^laft night? loin. Go to : I (land the pufli ofyour one thing, that
Mef. At Bafingftokemy Lord, you’l tell,

fal. I hope (my Lord fall's well. What is the newes ,

Prin.Why, I tell thee, it is not meet, that I fhould be
my Lord ? fad now my Father is fitke albeit I could tell to thee (as :

Ch.Iuft? Come all his Forces backe? to one it pie ales me, for fault of a better, to call my friend)

Mef. No: fifteene hundred Fooc. fine hundred Horfe 1 could be fad, and fad indeed too.
Arc march'd vp to my Lord of Lancafter, Poin. Very hardly, vpon l'uch a fubierft.
Againft Northumberland, and the Archbifhcp. Prm. T non thjnk ft rtx as farre in the Diticls Booke, as

fal. Comes the King backe from ales,my noble L? W thou, and Fa/ftaffe, f _>r obduracie and perfiftcncic. Let the
Ch.Iuft. You fhall haue Letters ofmcprefently. end try the man. But my hart bleeds inward-
1 tell thee,
Come, go along with me, good M. Gome. ly. that my Father is and keeping loch vild com-
fo ficke:

Fal. My Lord. pany as thou art, hath in reafon taken from me, all often-
Ch.Iuft ftWhat’s the matter? tation ot forrow. r

Fal. Matter Gome , (hall 1 entreate you with mee to Pom. The reafon ?
• dinner ? 7-n/i.VVhat wou.d’ft thou think ofme,ifI fhold
weep?
Goiv. I muft waite vpon my good Lord heere. Poin. would thinketheea moft Princely hypocrite.
]

I thankcyou,good Sir lohn. Prm. It would beeuevy mans thought and thou art :

too long being you

Ch.Iuft. Sir Iohn,yo\i loy ter heere abldled Fellovv,to thinkc as euer v man thiukes neuer a :

are to cake Souldiers vp, in Countries as you go.. mans thought in the w orld, keepes the Rode-way better
r

Fal. Will you fup with me, Matter Gomel then thine euery man would thinkeme an Hypocrite in-
:

Ch.Iuft. What foolifh Maftcr taught you theie man- deede. And what acc:tes your moft worfhipful thought
ners, Sir /ohn ? to thinke lo?
Fal. Matter Goveer if they become mee not, hce was a
, Potn. Why.becaufe you haue becne fo lewde, and fo

Foole that taught them mee . This is the right Fencing much ingrafted to Falflaftie,

grace (my Lord) tap for tap, and fo part faire. Prm. And to thee.
Ch.Iuft. Now the Lord lighten thee, thou art a great Nay, I am well fpoken of, I can heare it with
Points,.

Foole. Exeunt mine owne earestche worft that they can fay ofme is, that.
1 am a (econd Brother, and that 1 am a proper Fellowe of

my hands and thofe two things I cop.fefle I canot heJpe.

:

Looke,looke,here comes Bardolfe.

Scena Secunda . Prince. And the Boy that I g.zueFalftajfe, he had him
from me Chriftian,and fee if the fat villain haue not trans
form’d him Ape.

Enter Prince Henry, Point z, } Bardolfe, Enter Bardolfe.

and Pago. Sane your Grace.
'Bar.

Prin. Truftme,Iam exceeding weary. Prin And yours, moft Noble Bardolfe.
Pom. Is it come to that? I had thought wearinesdurft Poin. Come you pernicious Afle,yofe bifhfull Foole,
not haue attach’d one ot fo high blood. muft you be blufliing ? Wherefore bluftn you now ? what
Prin. It doth me: though it difcolours the complexion a Maidenly man at Armes are you become ? Isitlucha
of my Greatncffc to acknowledge it . Doth it not fhew m^ter to get a Pottle-pots Maiden-head I

vijdely in me, to delire fmall Beere ? Page. He call’d me euen now (my Lord)through a red
Poin. Why,a Prince fhould not be foloofely ftudied, Lattice, and I could difcernc no part of his face from the
window:
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window: atlaftl fpy’d bis eyes, and me thought he bad Page. None my Lord,but old Mittr'isi^/f^and M.
made two holes in the Ale-wiucs new Petticoat, & pee- Veil Tearc-Jheet.
ped through. Prin a What Pagan may that be ?
Hath not the boy profited?
Prin. Page’ A propet Gentlewoman, Sir, and a Kinfwonnan
of my Matters.
'

'Bar Avvay.you horfon vpright R.abbet,away.

Page. Away, you ra fcally Altheas dreame.away.
;
Prin. Euen fuch Kin, as the Parifh Heyfors are to the

Prin* Jofttttot vs Boy what drearpe, Boy ? : Towne-Bull ?

Page. Marry (my Lor d)„ilthea dream’d, fhe was de- Shall we fteale vpon them {Ned) at Supper ?
liuer’d of a Firebrand, 3nd therefore I call him hir drears. Poin. I am your fhadow, my Lord, lie follow you
Prince. A Crownes-wcrth of good Interpretation : Prin. Sirrah,you boy, and Bardolph, no word to your
There it is, Boy. Matter that I am yet in Towne.
Poin. O that this good Bloffbmc could bee kept from
'»
There’s foryour filence.
Cankers Well, there is fix pence ro preferuc thee.
; Bar. I haue no tongue, fir
'Bard. If you do not make him be hang’d among you, Page. And for mine Sir, I will gouerne it.

the gallowes (hall be wrong’d. Prin. Fare ye well: go.

And how doth thy Matter, Eardolph ?
Prince. This VodTeare-fheet fhould be fome Bode.
<
( Bar. Welfimy good Lord he heard of your Graces : Poin. I warrant you, as common as the way betweene
commingto Townc. There’s a Letter for you. S-Albans, and London.
Tom, Deliuet’d with good refpedh And how doth the Prin. How might wefeeFa/flajfe beftow himfelfeto
Martlemas, your Matter ? night, in his true colours,andnotcur felues befecne?
Bard. In bodily health Sir. Poin Put on two Leather Jerkins,, and Aprons, arid
Poin. Marry, the immortail part needes a Pbyfitian r wait? vpon him st his T able,like Drawers.
but that moucs not him though that bee fickc, it dyes
; Prin. From a God, to a Bull? A heauie declenfion It :

not. was lone? cafe. From a Prince, to a Prentice, a'low ttaiiil

Prince. I do allow this Wen to bee as familiar with formation, that fball be mine: for in euery thing,the pur-
me, as my dogge : and he hold* his place, for looke you pofe mutt weigh with the folly. Follow me Pled. Exeunt
he writes.
Poin. Letter. lobn Falftafe Knight (Euery man mutt
know that, as oft as hec hath occafion to name bunfelfe:)
Euen like thofe that are kinne co the King, for rhey neucr Sccna Fertia.
pricke their finger ,but they fay.cherc is lom of the kings r

blood fpilt. How comes that (fayes he) that takes vpon j

him not to conceiue ? the anfwer is as ready as a borrow-

ed cap I am the Kings poore Cofin, Sir.
: Enter Northumberland, hit Ladie,and Harris
Prince. Nay, they will be kin to vs, but they wil fetch Percies Ladte.
it from laphet. But to the Letter: —Sir John Fa/ftaffe,
Knight, to the Sonne ofthe King , neereft hit Father , Hams North. I pretheelouing Wife, and gentle Daughter,
Prince of IF'ales, greeting. Giuc an euen way vntomy rough Affaires:
Poin. Why this is a Certificate. Put not you on the vifageof the Times,
Prin. Peace. And be like them to Percie, troublelome.
I void imitate the honourable Romainesin breuitie. Wife. I haue giuen ouer, I will fpeak no more.
Torn* Sure he meanes breuitv in breath: fiiorr-winded. Do w’hat you will your Wifedome, beyour guide.
:

/ commend me to thee , I commend thee, and I teaue thee. Bee ,

North. Alas (fwectWifc)my Honoris atpavvne.
not too familiar with Pointz, for hee mififes thy Fauonrs (o And but my going, nothing can redeeme it.
much, that befwearcs thou art to marrie his Sifler Nell. Re-' La. Oh yet.for heauens fake, go not to thefe
Warrs
pent /ft idle times as thou mayft, and fofarewell. The Time was (Father) when you broke your word.
Thine, byyea and no : which is as much as to fay, as thou When you were more endeer’d to it,thcn now.
vfeft him. Iackc Falftaffe with my Tamihars: When your owne Percy, when my hearc-deere-//k?ry,
lohn with my Brotioeys and Sifter:<$r Sir Threw many aNorthward loekc,to fee his Father
Iohn, with all Europe. Bring vp his Powres but he did long in vaine.
:

My Lord, I will ttcepe this Letter in Sack, and make him Who then petfwadedyou to ttay at home?
cate it. There werf two Honors Iott; Yours, and your Sonnes.
make him eate twenty of his Words.
prin. That’s to For Yours, may heauenly glory brighten it
But do you vfc me thus JVedl Mutt I marrv your Sitter? For His, it ftucke vponhim.as theSunne
Tom. May the Wench haue no worle Fortune. But I In the gray vault ofHeauen : and by his Light
neucr laid fo. Did all the Cheualrie of England moue
Prin. Well, thus we play the Fooles with the time & To dobraue He was
(indecd)theGla(Te
Afts.
thefpiritsofthe wife,fit inthcdouds,andmocke vs : Is Wherein the Noble-Youth did drefle themfclues.
your Matter heerc in London ? He had no Leggcs, that pradfic’d not his Gate :

Bard. Yes my Lord. And fpeaking tnickc ( which Nature madehis blemilb)
Prin. Where fuppes he? Doth theold3orc, feedein Became the Accents of the Valiant.
the old Fr3nke? For thofe that could fpcake low, and tardily,
my Lord, in Eaft-cheape.
Bard. As. the old place Would turne their owne Perfeflion, to Abufe,
Trin What Company ?
. To feeme like him. So that in Speech,inGate,
Page. Ephcfians my Lord,ofthe old Church. In Diet, in Affedfions of delight,
Pnn. Sup any women with him? In M ilitarie Buies, Humors of Bleod,
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fecond Tart ofKjng Henry the Fourth «
He was the Marke,andGlafle, Coppy,and Booke, i. Draw. He fee if I can finde out Sneaky. Exit.
That fafhion'd others. And him, O wondrous! him,
0 Miracle of Men Him did you leaue
!
Enter Hefteffe, and Del.
(Second to none) vn-feconded by you,
To looke vpon the hideous God of VVarre, Hof. Sweet-heart) me thinkes now you are in an ex-
In dif-aduantage,to abide a field. cellent good temperalitie your Pulfidge beates as ex-
:
Where nothing but the found of Hotfurs Name traordinarily, as heart would defire and your Colour
;
Did fccine defenfibie fo you left him.
:
(I warrant you) is as red as anyRofc But you haue :

Neuer.O neuer doc his'Ghoft the wrongs drunke too much Canaries, and that’s a maruellous fear-
To hold your Honor more prccife and nice ching Wine ; and it perfumes the blood, ere wee can
fay
With others, then with him. Let them alone what’s this. How doe you now ?
The Marfhall and the Arch-bifhop are ftrong. I was : Hem.
Dot. Better then
Had my fwcet Hurry had but halfe their Numbers, Hof. Why that was well faid A good : heart’s worth
Today might I (hanging on Hottyurs Neckc) Gold. Looke,here comes Sir Iohn.
Haue talk’d of lAlenmouth's Grauc.
North. Beihrew your heart, Enter Fa/faffe.
(Fajrc Daughter) you doc draw my Spirits from me.
With new lamenting ancient Oucr-fights. Talfi when Arthur firfl in CWr— (emptie the Iordan)
.

But I mufl goe,and meet voich Danger there, and woe a worthy King How now Miftris Dol ?
Or it will feeke me in another place. Holb. SickofaCalme: yea,good-footh.
And finde me worle prouided. Faltl. So is all her Scft : if they be once in a Caltnc,
Wife. O flye to Scotland, they are ft clc.

Till that the Nobles, and the armed Commons, Dol. You muddie Rafcall,:s that all the comfort you
Haue of their Puiffance made a little tafte. giueme ?

Lady. If they get ground, and vantage oftbeKing, Palft. You make fat Rafcalls,Miftris2W.
Then ioync you with them, like a Ribbc of Sccelc, Dol. I make them ? Gluttoni? and Dileafes make
! To make Strength ftronger. But, for all our loues. them, I make them not.
Fir ft let them trye inemfelucs. So did your Sonne, Falf. If the Cooke make the Gluttonie,you help? to
He was fo fuffer’d fo came I a Widow
$ : make the Difcafcs ( Dol) we catch of you (Del) we catch
And neuer fha.ll haue length of Life enough. of you : Grant
that, rrty poore Vertue, grant that.
To raine vpon Remembrance with mine Eyes, Dol. marry, ourChaynes,and our Iewcls.
I

That it may grow,and fprowt,as high as Hcauen, Falf.. Your Brooches, Pearles, and Owches : For to
For Recordation to my Noble Husband, ferue braue!y,is tocome halting off : you know,tocomc
North. Come, come, go in with me:’tis withmyMinde off the Brcach,with his Pike bent brauely, and to Surgc-
As with the Tyde.fwclPd vp vnto his Height, rie brauely
;
to venture vpon the charg’d-Chambcrs
That makes a ftill-ftand, running neyther way. brauely.
Faine would 1 goc to meet the Arch-bifhop, Hof. Why this is the olde faihion
you two neuer :

But many thouland Reafons hold me backe, mcetc,but you fall fome dilcord you are both (in
to :

1 will refolue for Scotland ; there ami. good troth) as Rheumatikc as two dric Toftes, you can-
Till Time and V ancage crauc my company. Exeunt. not one bearc with another* Confirmicies. Whacthe
good-yere? One muft beare, and that muft bee you;
you are the weaker Vdlell ; as they fay, the emptier
Veffell.
Scscna Qiurta . Dol. Cana weake emptie VefTcIl beare fuch'a huge
full Hcgs-hcad f There’s a whole Marchants Venture
of Bardeux-Scuffeinhim : you haue not fecncaHulke
Enter two Drawers. brtter ftufft in the Hold. Come, He be friends with thee
Iacke: Thou arc going to theWarres, and whether I
x, Drawer. What haft thou brought there? Apple- fhall euer fee thee againe ,
or no, there is no body
Iohns ? Thou know'ft Sir Iohn cannot endure an Apple- cares.
Iohn Enter Drawer.
4. Draw. Thou fay’ft true : the Prince once fet a Difh
of Apple-lohns before him, and told him there were flue Drawer. Sir, Ancient PtfloB is below ,
and would
more Sir Johns and, putting oft his Hat,laid J I will now fpeake with you.
take my leaue of thefe fixe dric, round, old-wither’d Dol. Hang him, daggering Rafcall , let him not
Knights, It anger’d him to the heart : but hcc hath for- come hither: it is the foulc-raouth’dft Rogue in Eng-
got that. land.
1 Draw.
. Why then coucr, and fet them downe : and Hof. If hee fwagger, let him not come here : I inuft
thou canft finde out Sneakes Noyfc ; Miftris 7 eare-
fee if Hue amongft my Neighbors, lie no Swaggerers : I am
fhcet would faine haue lome Mufiquc. in good name, and fame, with the verybeft: fluit the

2 Draw. Sirrha,hcerc will bethc Prince, and Mafter

. doore, there comes no Swaggerers hcere : I haue not
Points, anon : and they will put on two of our Ierkins, liu’d all this while, to haue fwaggering now : fhut the

and Aprons, and Sir Iohn muft not know of it : “Bardolph doore, I pray you.
hath brought word. Falll. Do’ftthouheare.Hofteffe?
i.Draw. Then here will be old Vtis s it will be an ex- you pacific yourfelfe(Sir/o£»)there comes
ffo/.’Pray
cellent ftratagem. no Swaggerers hcere.
F.j//?.Do’ft
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ThefecondTartofK/ng Henry the Fourth. 8?

Falft. Po*ft thou heare? it is mine Ancient. Bard. ’Pray thee goe downe,good Ancient.
Hof}. Tilly-fally(Sir/o^»)ncucr tell me, your ancient Falft. Hearke thee hither,Miftris Do/. -
Swaggerer comes not in my doores. I was before Maftcr Pth. Not I : I tell thee what, CoTporill'B«rdolph,l
Tifok, the Deputie, the other day : and as hec faid to me, could teare her : lie be reueng’d on her.
itwas no longer agoe then W
ednefday Iaft : Neighbour Page. ’Pray thee goe downe.
Quickly (fayes hec;) Matter Dombe, our Minifter.was by Pift. lie fee her damn'd firft: to Pluto s damn’d Lake,
then : Neighbour Quickly (fayes hee ) receiue thofc that to the Infernall Deepe, where Erebus and forcures vilde
are Ciuill ; for (fayth hee) you arc in an ill Name: now alfo. Hold Hooke and Line, fay I Downe : downe :

hee faid 1*0,1 esn tell whereupon : for(fayes hee) you are Doggejjdowne Faces: haue wee not litre* here ?
an honeft Woman, and well thought on ; therefore take Hoft. Good
Captaine Pee/el be quiet, it is very late:
heede what Guetts you receiue: Receiue (fayes hee) no I befeeke you now,aggrauatc your Cholcr.

fwaggeringCompanions.There comes nonehecre. You Pift. Thefe be good Humors indeede. Shall Pack-
would blette you to hearc what hee faid. No, lie no Horles, and hollow-pamper’d lades of Afia, which can-
Swaggerers. not goe but thirtie miles a day, compare with Cafar, and
Fa!/}. Hee’s no Swaggerer(HoftefTe:)a tame Cheater, with C 3 niballs,and Troian Greekes ? nay, rather damne
hee: you may ftroake him as gently, as 3 Puppie Grey- them with King Cerberus, and lee the Welkin roarc: fhall
hound hee will not fwagger with a Barbarie Henne, if
: wee fall foule for Toyes ?
her feathers turne backc in any (hew of refiftancc, Call Hoft, By my troth Captaine, thefe are very bitter
himvp (Drawer.) words.
Ho/}. Cheater, call you him ? I will barre no honeft ’Bard. Be gone, good Ancient : this will grow to a
manmyhoufe,nor no Cheater but I doe not loue fwag- : Brawle anon.
gering ; I am the wotfe when one fayes, fwagger Feele : Pift. Die men,!ikeDogges;giueCrownes like Pinnes:
Mafters,how I fnake: lookc you,! warrant you. Haue we not Htren here ?
Dol. So you doe.Hoftefle. Hoft. On my word(Captaine)there’s noqe fuch here.
Haft. Doe I? yea, in very truth doe I,if it were an Af- What the good-ycre,doeyouthinkeI would denye her ?
pen Lcafe : I cannot abide Swaggerers. I pray be quicr.
Pift. Then feed, and be fat (my fairc (ftalipolUf) Come,
Eater Pift of and Bardolph And his Boy. giue me fomc Sack, St fortune me termente, fttrato ms con .
tente.Feare wcebroad-fides f No, let the Fiend giuefire:
’Saueyou, S\x lohn.
Pi/}. Giue me fome Sack and Sweet-heart lye thou there:
:

Fal/}. Welcome Ancient Piftol. HttciPiftol/l charge Come wee to full Points here , and are et cetera s no-
you with a Cup of Sacke: doe you difeharge vpon mine thing ?

HoftefTe. Fal. Ptflol, I would be quiet.

Ptft. I will difeharge vpon her (Sir lohn) with two Pift. Sweet Knight, I kiflc thy Neaffc: what? wee haue
Bullets. feene the feuen Starres.
Falft. She is Piftoll-proofc (Sir) you fhall hardly of- Dol. Thruft him downe ftayres, I cannot endure fuch
fend her. a Fuflian Rafcall.
Hoft. Come, lie drinke no Proofes,nor no Bullets I : Pift. Thruft him downe ftayres ? know we not Gallo-
will drinke no more then will doe me good, for no mans way Nagges?*
pleafure, I. Pal. Quoit him downe ( Bardolph like a fhoue-groat
Pift. Then to you (Miftris Dorothie I will charge fhilling : nay, if hee doc nothing but fpeake nothing, hcc
you. fhall be nothing here.
T)ol. Charge me? I fcorne you (feuruie Companion) Bard. Come, get you downe ftayres.
what ? you poore, bafe, rafcally, cheating, lacke-Linncn- Pift. What? fhall wee haue Incifion? fhall wee em-
Mate : away you mouldieRogue,away; lam meat for brew ? then Death rocke me afleepe,abridge my dolefull
your Mafter. dayes : why then let gricuous, gaftly, gaping Wounds,
Pift. I know you,Miftris Dorothie. vntwin’d the Sifters three: Come Htropos, I fay.
Away you Cut-purfe Rafcall, you filthy Bung,
Dol. Hof}. Here’s good ftuffe toward.
away By this Wine, lie thruft my Knife inyourmouldie
: Fal. GiuemcmyRapierjBoy.
Chappes,if you play the faweie Cuttle with me. Away Dol. I prechee Pack., I prethee doe not draw.
youBottle-Ale Rafcall. you Basket-hilt ftalc luglcr.you. Fal. Get you downe ftayres.
Since when, I pray you, Sir? what, with two Points on Hoft. Here’s a goodly tumult : lie forfweare keeping
your fhoulder ? much. houfe,before lie be in thefe tirrits,and frights. So:Mur-
Pift. I will murther your Ruffe, for this. therl warrant now. Alas, alas, put vp your naked Wea-
Heft. No, good Captaine Ptftol : not hcere.fweetc pons, put vp your naked Weapons.
Captaine. Dol. I prethee/^ be quiet, the Rafcall is gone: ah,
Dol.Captaine? thou abhominable damn’d Cheater, you whorfon little valiant Villaine,you,
art thou not afham’d to be call’d Captaine ? If Captaines Hof}. Arc you not hurt i’th’Groync ? me thought hee
were of my roiude,they would trunchionyouout.for ta- made a ihrewd Thruft at your Belly.
king their Names vpon you. before you hauc earn’d them. Fal. Haue you turn’d him ouc of doores i
You a Capcaine? you flaue,fc'r what ? for tearing a poore Bard. Yes Sir: the Rafcall’s drunke you haue hurt ;

Whores Ruffe in a Bawdy-ho ufe ? Hee a Captaine? hang him (Sir) in the fhoulder.
him Rogue, hee hues vpon mo uldic ftcwd-Pruines, and Fal. A Rafcall to braueme.
dry’de Cakes. A Captaine ? Thefe Villaines will make Del. Ah, you fwcet little Rogue, you alas, poore Ape, :

the word Captaine odious : Therefore Captaines had how thou fwcat’ft ? Come,let me wipe thy Face Come :

needelookctoit. on,you whorfon Chops : Ah Rogue, I loue thee Thou ;

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84 The fecond Tart ofKang Henry the Fourth.

art as valorous as Heitor ofTroy,worth fiue of Agamem- wee will to Bed. Thou wilt forget me, whsn I am
non t and tcnnc times better then the nine Worthies : ah gone.
Villaine. Dot. Thou wilt fet me a weeping, if thou fay’ft f0;
Fal. A rafcally Slaue, I will toffe the Rogue in a Blan- proue that euer I drefle my fclfe handfome, till thy re-
ket. _ turne: well, hearken the end.
Dol. Doe, if thou dat’d for thy heart: ifthoudoo’ft. Fal. Some Sic)t } Francu.
He canuas thee bctweenc a paire of Sheetes. Prut, Poin. Anon,anon,Sir.
Fal. Ha? a Ballard Sonne of the Kings? And art not
Enter LftPHjique. thou Poines } \\\s Brother ?
Prince. Why thou Globe of finfull Continents, what
The Mufiquc is come, Sir.
Page. a Life do’ll thou lead ?
Let them piay play Sirs. Sit on my Knee, Del.
Fal. : Fal. A better then thou lama Gentleman,thou art
:

A Rafcal^bragging Slaue : the Rogue fled from me like a Drawer.

Quick-flluer. Prince. Very true, Sir and I come to draw you out
:

Del. And thou him like a Church: thou

followd’ft by the Eares.
whorlon little tydie Sartholmew Bore-pigge,when wilt Hofl. Oh, the Lord preferue thy good Grace: Wel-
thou leaue fighting on dayes,and foyning on nights, and come to London. Now Heauen bleflc that fweetc Face
begin to patch yp thine old Body for Hcaucn ? of thine: what, are you come from Wales?
Fal. Thou whorfon mad Compound of Maieflie: by
Enter the Prince and Poines disguis'd. this light Flelh,and corrupt Blood,thou art welcome.
Dol. How? you fat Foole,I fcoine you.
Peace (good Dol doe not fpeakc like a Deaths-
Fal. Poin. My Lord, hce will driue you out of your re-
head doe not bid me remember mine end.
: uengc, and turne all to a merryment, if you take not the
Dol. Sirrha, what humor is the Prince of? hear.
Fal. A good fhallow young fellow . hce would haue Prince , You whorfon Candle-myne you, howvildly
made a good Pander, hee would haue chipp’d Bread didyoufpeakeof mecuen now, before this hone(l,vcr-
well. tuous.ciuill Gentlewoman ?
Dol. They fay Poines hath a good Wit. Hojl. Bleflingon your good heart, and fo fhee is by
Hee a good Wit
Fal. ? hang himBaboonc.his Wit is my croth.
as thicke as Te wksbune Milliard there is no more con-
: Didllthouheareme?
Fal.
ceit in him, then is in a diet. M Yes: and you knew me, as you did when you
Prince.
Dol. Why doth the Prince ioue him fo then ? ranne away by Gads-hill you knew I was at your back,
:

Fal. 1 Bccaufe their Lcgge? are both of a bignefle: 3nd and fpoke it on purpofe.to trie my patience.
hee playes at Quoirs well, and cates Conger and Fennell, Fal. No, no, no: not fo : I did not thinke, thou waft
and drinkes off Candles ends for Flap-dragons, and rides within hearing.
the VvUdc-Mare with the Bc.y«.s,and iumpes vpon Ioyn’d- Prince. I fhall driue you then to confcfle the wilfull
flooles.and lweares with a good grace, and wcares his abufe, and then I know how to handle you.
Boot very fmooth,like vnto the Slgne of the Legge; and Fal. No abufe [Hall) on mine Honor, no abufe.
breedcs noba;e with telling ofdifereete (lories: and fuch Prince. Not to difprayfc me? and call me Pantler, anc
ocher Gamboll Faculties hee hath, that fhewa weake Bread-chopper, and 1 know not what?
Minde,and an able Body , for the which the Prince admits Fal. No a b ufe (Hal.
him ;
for the Prince himfclfe is fuch another : the Poin. No abufe?
weight of an hayre will turne the Scales betweenc their Fal. No abufe (A/e^) in the World: honed AiWnone,
Haber -de-po is. X difprays’d him before the Wicked, that the Wicked
Prince. Would not this Nauc of a Whccle haue his might not fall in loue with him : In which doing, I haue
Eares cut oft ? done the part of a carefull Friend, and a true Subiedl, and
Poin. Let vs beat him before his Whore. thy Father is to giue me thankes for it. No abufe (Hal:)
Prince. Looke, if the wither’d Eider hath not his Poll none (AW) none; noBoyes,none.
claw’d like a Parrot. Prince. See now whether pure Feare,and entire Cow-
Poin. Is it not (Irangc, that Defire fhould fo many ardife, doth not make thee wrong this vertuous Gentle-

yeercs out-liue performance ? woman, to clofe with vs? Is Iheeof the Wicked ? Is thine
Fal. K life me Dol. Hoftefle heere, of the Wicked ? Or is the Boy of the
Prince. Satiime and Venus this yeere in Coniunclion ? Wicked ? Or honeft Bardolpb (whofe Zcalc burncs in his
What fayes the Almanack to that ? Nofe>f the Wicked ?
Pom. And looke whether the fierie Trigon, his Man, Pom. Anfwere thou dead Elme,anfwcre.
be not lifping to his Mailers old Tablcs,hisNote-Booke, Fal. The Fiend hath prickt downe'Bardo/fib irrecoue-
his Counccll-keeper? rable,and his Fhce is Lucifers Priuy-Kicchin, where hee
Fal. Thou do ll giueme flatt’ring Bufles. doth nothing but roll Maulc-Wormes : for the Boy,
Dol. Nay truely, I kdfc thee with a mod conftant there is a good Angell about him, but the Deuill out-
heart. bids him too.
Fal. I am olde, I am olde. Forthe Women?
Prince.
Dol. I loue thee better, then I loue ere a feuruie young Fal.For one of them, (hee is in Hell alreadie, and
Boy of them all. burnes poore Soules : for the other , 1 owe her Mo-
Fal. What Stuffe- wilt thou haueaKirtleof ? I (ball ney ; and whether Ihce bee damn'd for that, I know
recciue Money on Thu r fday thou (halt haueaCappe
: not.
to morrow. A merric Song, come : it growes late. Hojl. No, I warrant you.
Fal. No,
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85
Fal. No, I thinkc thou art not : I thinke thou art quit \ How many thoufand of my pooreft Subiedfs
forthar. Marry, there is another Indi&mcnt vpon thee, Arc at this howre afleepe ? O Sleepe.O gentle Sleepe,
forfuffering flefh to bee eaten in thy houfe, contrary to Natures loft Nurfe, how hauc I frighted thee.
! the Law, for the which I thinke thou wilt hovvlc. That thou no more wilt weigh my eye-lids downe.
|
Hoft. All Victuallers doe fo : What is a loynt of And fteepe my Sences in Forgetfulnefie?
Mutton, or two, in a whole Lent ? Why rather (Sleepe) Iyeft thou in fmoakic Cribs,
Prince. You,Gentle woman. Vpon vneafte Pallads ftretching thee.
Dol. What fayes your Grace ? And huifht with bulling Night, flyes to thy (lumber.
Falfi. His Grace fayes that , which his flefh rcbells Then in the perfum’d Chambers of the Great ?
againft. Vnderthe Canopies of coftly State,
Hofi. Who knocks fo lowd at doore? Lookctothc And lull’d with founds of fweeceft Melodie ?
doore there, prancie ? O thou dull God, why lyeft thou with the vilde.
In loathfome Beds, and lcau’ft the Kingly Couch,
, Enter Pete. A Watch-cafe,or a common Larum-Bell ?
Wilt thou,vpon the high and giddie Maft,
Prince. Peto, how now ? what newes ? Seale vp the Ship-boyes Eyes, and rock his Braines,
Pete. The King, your Father,is at Weftminfler, In Cradle of the rude imperious Surge,
And there are twentie weake and wearied Poftes, And in thevification of the Windes,
Come from the North and as I came along,
: Who take the Ruffian Billowes by the top,
I met,and ouer-tooke a dozen Cap taines, Curling their monftrous hcads,and hanging them
Bare-headed, fweating, knocking at theTauernes, With deaff'ning Clamors in the flipp’ry Clouds,
And asking eucry one for Sir lohn Falfiajfe That with the hurley, Death it felfe awakes i

Prince. By Hcauen (Poines)l feele me much to blame, Canft thou (O partull Sleepe) giue thy Repofc
So idly to prophane the precious time. To the wet Sea-Boy ,in an houre fo rude :

When T empefl of Commotion,like the South, And in the calmeft.and moft ftilleft Night,
Borne with black Vapour, doth begin to melt. With all appliances, and meanes to boote.
And drop vpon our bare vnarmed heads. Deny it to a King ? Then happy Lowe, lye downe4
Giue me my Sword, and Cloake : Vneafic lyes the Head,that wearcs a Crowne.
Falfiajfe, good night. Exit.
Falft. Now comes in the fweeteft Morfell of the Enter WArmcke and Surrey.
night, and wee muft hence, and leaue itvnpickt. More
knocking at the doore ? How now ? what’s the mat- War. Many good-morrowes to your Maieftie.
ter ? King. Isit good-morrow, Lords ?

“Sard. You muft away to Court,Sir,prefently, War. ’Tis One a Clock, and part.
AdozenCaptaines ttay at doore for you. King. Why then good-morrow to you all(my Lords:)
Falfi. Pay the Mufltians, Sirrha farewell Hoftcfle, : Haue you read o’re the Letters thac I fent y ou f
farewell Del. You fee (my good Wenches) how men of War. We haue (my Liege.)
Merit are fought after the vndeferuer may fleepe,when
: King. Then you perceiue the Body of our Kingdouic,
the man of Adtion is call’d on. Farewell good Wenches: How foule it is what ranke Difeafes grow.
:

iflbenotfent awaypoftc, I will fee youagaine, ere I And with what danger, neere the Heart of it ?
goe. War. It is but as a Body, yet diftemper’d.
cannot fpeake : if my heart bee not readie
Dol. I Which to his former ftrength may be reftor’d,
to burft —
Well (fwectc lacks') hauc a care of thy With good aduice,and little Medicine :

fclfe. My Lord Northumberland will foonc be cool’d.

Falfi. Farewell, farewell. Exit. Ab»(T.Oh Heaucn,that one might read the Book of Fate,
hauc knowne thee
Host. Well, fare thee well : I And lee the rcuolution of the Times
thefe twentie nine'yeeres, come Pefcod-time but an : Make Mountaines leuell.and the Continent
honefter, and truer- hearted man—— Well, fare thee (W earie of folide firmencfTe)melt it felfe

well. Into the Sea and other Times, to lec

:

Bard. Miftris Tc are -/beet. The beachieGirdle of the Ocean

Hofi. What’s the matter ? Too wide for Neptunes hippes ; how Chances mocks
Bard. Bid Miftris Teure-fbeet come to my Mafter. And Changes fill the Cuppe of Alteration
Hofi. Ohrunne ©£>/, runne : runne,good “Dol. With diuers Liquors. ’Tis not tenne yccrcs gone,
Exeunt. Since Richard, and Northumberland, great friends,
Did feaft together ;
and in two yeeres after.
Were they at Warrcs. It is but eighc yeeres fince,
This TVc/e was the man,neercft my Soule,
Aclus Tertius. Scena Trim a. Who, like a Brother, toyl’d in my Affaires,
And layd his Loue and Life vndcr my foot :

Y ea,for my fake,cuen to the eyes of “Richard

Gauehim defiance. But which of you was by
• Enter the King, with a Page. (You Coufin Neuil,3s I may remember)
When Richard, with his Eye, brim-full ofTeares,
Goe call the Earles of Surrey, and of Warwick (Then check’d, and rated by Northumberland )
But ere they come, bid them ore-reade thefe Letters, Did fpeake thefe words (nowprou’daProphecic:)
And well conftdcr of them : make good fpeed. Exit. Northumberland, thou Laddcr,by the which
My
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c
Fhe fecond l'*art ofl\ing Henry the Fourth •
My Coufin Bullingbrooke afcends my Throne: Sil. You were call’d
ludie Shallow then(Coufin.)
(Tb'eugh thcn,Heauen knowes,I had no fnch intenr. Shal. I was
any thing : and I would haue done
call’d
But that neceflitie fo bow’d the State, any thing indeede too, and roundly too. There was
I,and
jThat I and Grestnefle were compelled to kifie:) little IobnDoit of Staffordfhire, and blacke
GeorgeBare
The Time Ihail come (thus did hee follow it) and Francis Pickcbone, and Will Squele 3 Cot-fal-man,
you
The Time will come, chat foulc Sinne gathering head* hadnotfoure fucli Swindge-bucklers in all the lnnes of
i
Shall breake into Corruption : fo went on. Court 3gaine And I may fay to you, wee knew where
:

Foie-telling this fame Times Condition, the Bona-Bobas were, and had the bed of them all at
And the diuifion of our Amide. commandcmenc. Then was lacks FatJ?affe(novi Sir lohn)
V/ar. There is 3 Hiftorie in all mens Liues, a Boy, and Page to Thomas CMowbr ay, Duke of
Nor-
Figuring the nature of the Times deceas’d folke.
The which obferu'd, a man may prophccie Sil. This Sir lohn (Coufin) that comes hither anon a>
With a neere ayme,of the maine chance of things, bout Souldicrs ?
i As yet not come to Life, which in their Scedes Shal. The fame Sir lohn, the very fame : I faw him
And weake beginnings lye entreafured breake Scoggans Head at the Court-Gate, when hee was
Such things become the Hatch and Brood of Time j a Crack, not thus high and the very fame day did I fight
:

And by the neceflarie forme of this, with one Sampfon Stockrfijh, a Fruiterer, behinde Greycs-
,King Richard might create a perfect guefle, Inne. Oh the mad dayes that I haue fpent and to fee !

That great Northumberland, then falfe to him, how many of mine olde Acquaintance are cfead ?
Would of that Seed, grow to a greater falfenefie,
:
Sil. Wee fhall all follow (Coufin.)
1 Which fhould
not finde a ground to roote vpon, Shal. Certaine: ’tis certaine : very fure, very fure:
Vnleflc on you. Death is certaine to all, all ftiall dye. How a good Yoke
King. Are thefc things then Neceflicies ? of Bullocks at Stamford Fayre?
Then let vs mcete them likeNeceflities; Sil. Truly Coufin, I was not there.
And that fame word.euen now cryes out on vs: Shal. Death is certaine; Is old Double of your Towne
•

They fay, the Bifhop and Northumberland liuingyet?

Are fift:e thoufand ftrong. Stl. Dead,Sir.
War. It cannot be (my Lord:) drew a good Bow: and
Shal. Deads’ See, fee: hee
Rumor doth double, like the Voice, and Eccho, dead hee Choc a fine fhoote. lohn of Gaunt loued
?
The numbers of the feared. Pleafe it your Grace him well, and betted much Money on his head. Dead?
To goc to bed, vpon my Life (my Lord) hee would haue clapt in theClowt atTwelue-fcore.and
The Pow’rs that you alreadie haue fent forth. carryed you a fore-hand Shaft at fouretecnc, and foure-
Shall bring this Prize in very cafily. tcene3ndahalfe,that it would haue done a mans heart
T comfort you the more, I haue rcceiu’d
o. good to fee. How a fcore of Ewes now ? 1

A certaine infiance,that Glendour is dead. Sil. Thereafter as they be : a fcore of good Ewes
Your Maieflie hath beene this fort-night ill. may be worth tenne pounds.
And thefe vnfeafon’d howres perforce mull adde Shal. And is oldc Double dead ?
Vhto yout Sicknefle.
King. I your counfaile
will take : Enter Bardolph and his Boy.
And were thele inward W
arres once out of hand,
Wee would (dcare Lords) vnto the Holy-Land. Sil. Heere come two of Sir lohn Falfiaffes Men (as I
Exeunt. thinke.)
Shal. Good-morrow,honeft Gentlemen.
Bard. I bcfecch you,which is lufiicc Shallow ?
Shal I am Robert Shallow(S\t) a poore Efquire of this
Scena Secunda. Countie, and one of the Kings Iufticcs of the Peace:
What is your good pleafure with me ?
Bard. My
Captaine (Sir) commends him to you: ,

Enter Shallow and Silence: rvith Mouldie ,Shadow , my Captaine,Sir lohn Fal/lajfe : a tail Gentleman, and a
Wart , Feeble, Bull-calfe. moil gallant Leader.
Shal. Hee greetes me well: (Sir) I knew him a
Come-on,come-on,come-on giue mee your
Shal. : good Back-Sword-man. How doth the good Knight ?
Hand, Sir j giuC mee your Hand, Sir an early fiirrer,by : may I aske.how my Lady his Wife doth ?
the Rood. And how doth my good Coufin Silence ? Bard. Sir.pardon a Souldier is better accommoda-
:

Sil. Good-morrow, good Coufin Shallow. ted, then with a Wife,

Shal. And how doth my Coufin, your Bed-fellow ? Shal. It is well faid,Sir; and it is well faid, indeede,
and your faired Daughter, and mine, my God-Daughter too: Better accommodated? it good, yea indeede is is

Ellen ? it
:
good phrafes are furely.and euery where very com-
Sit, Alas,a blacke Ouzell (Coufin Shallow.) mendable. Accommodated , it comes of Accommodo:^ )

By yea and nay Sir, I dare fay my Coufin William

Shal. , very good, a good Phrafe.
is become a good Scholler ? hee is at Oxford dill, is hee |
Bard. Pardon, Sir, I haue heard the word. Phrafe
not ? call you it ? by this Day, I know not the Phrafe but :

Sil. IndcedeSir,to my cod. I will maintain- the Word with my Sword, to bee a

Shal. Hee mud then to the lnnes of Court fliortly : I Souldier-like Word , 3nd a Word of exceeding good
was once of Clements Inne where (I thinke) they will Command. Accommodated : that is, when a man is
;

ralkc of mad Shallow yet. (as they fay) accommodated : or, when a man is, being
J
• /, — ... .. - - — “
whereby
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The fecond Tart of.King Henry the Fourth. 87

whereby he thought to be accommodated-, which is an. Shal. Shall I pricke him dovvne,
excellent thing. Sir John ?

were fuperfluous: for his apparrel is built vp-

Faljl. It
Enter FalJlaJjc. on backe, and the whole’ frame ftands vpon pins.-prick
his
him no more.
: Looke,
Shal. Itisverv iuft hccre comes good Sir Shal. Ha, ha, ha, you can do it fir ; you can doe it : I
John. Giuemeyour hand, giuemeyour Worfhipsgood commend you well.
band Truft me, you looke well and beare your yearcs
: : Francis Feeble.
Very well. Welcomc,good Sir/^», Feeble. Heere fir.

Fal. I am glad to fee you well, good M Robert Shal-

. . Shal. What Trade art thou Feeble}
g
low:, Matter Sure-card as I think e? Feeble. A W omans T aylor fir.,

.
Sbal. No fir John, it is my Cofin Silence: in Commifti- Shal. Shall I pricke him,fir ?

You may
'

on with mee. Fal. : . j .

Fal. Good M. Silence, it well befits you fhould be of But if he had beene a mans Taylor *he would, haue prick’d
thepeace. 1 r .
you. Wilt thou make as many holes in an enemies Bat-
.. Sil . Your good Worfthp is welcome. tle, as thou haft done in a omans petcicote ? W
Fye, this is hot weather (Gentlemen) hauevou
Fal Feeble. I will doe my good will fir, youcanhaueno
prouided me heere halfe a dozen of fufficien t men? more, :
•

Sbal. Marry haue we fir : Will you fit? Faljl. Well faid, good Womans Tailour Wcllfayde :

Fal, Let me fee them, I befeecb you. -

Couragious Feeble thou wilt bee as valiant as the wrath-
:

Sbal. Where’s the Roll? Where’s the Roll ? Where's ful! Doue, or moft magnanimous Moufe. Pricke the wo-

thcRoll? Lietmefee,letmefee,letmcfee fo,fo,fo,fo ; : mans Taylour well Ma[\er Shallow, deepeMaifter Shal
pea marry Sir. i?-*p^eaf/o»/<//e:lctthemappeareasI call: low.
et them do fo, let them do fo: Let mec fee, Where is would Wart might haue gone fir.
Feeble. I
^Ftuldie ? would thou wert a mans Tailor, that-)' might’ft
Fal. I
Moul. Hcere,ifitplcafe you. mend him, and make him fit to goe. I cannot put him to
What thinkc you (Sir John) a good limb’d fel-
Sbal. a priuace fouldier, that is the Leader of fo many thour
low: yong,ftrong, and of good friends. fands. Let that fut¥ice,moft Forcible Feeble ,
Fal. Is thy name Mouldiel Feeble It (hall fufficc. '

s <Moul. Yea.ifitpleafeyou. Faljl. I am bound to thee, reuerend Feeble. Who is

Fal. ’Tis the more time thou were vs'd. the nexc ? .

Sbal. Ha,hiJ,ha,moftexccllent.Thingsthataremoul- Sbal. Peter Bulcalfe ofthe Greene.

die,lackevfe : very Angular good. Well faide Sir Jehu Faljl. Yea marry, let vs fee Bulcalfe.
y Cty well laid, Bui. Heere fir.

v fal. Pricke him. Fal. Truft me,alikdy Fellow. Come, pricke me BnU
Moul. I was prickt well enough before, ifyou could calfe till he roarc againe.
haue let me alone: my old Damewillbe vndone now,for Bui. Oh,good my Lord Capcaine.
one to doc her Husbandry, and her Drudgery ; you need Fal. What? do'ft thou roarc before th’art prickt.
not to haue prickt me, there are other men fitter to goe Bui. Oh fir, I am a difeafed man.
out, then I. Fal. What difeafe haft thou?
Fal. Go too: peace Trlouldie, you fhall goe. CMouldie, Bui. A whorfon cold fir, a cough fir, which I caught

it is time you were fpent. with Ringing in theKings affayres, vpon his Coronation
"Moul. Spent ? day, fir.
Shallow. Peace, fellow,peace; ftand afide Know you : Fal. Come^hou flialt go to the Warres in aGowne:
where you are? For the other fir John : Let me fce:Simon we will haue away thy Cold, and I will take fuch order,
Shadow. that thy friends fhall ring for thee. Is heere ail ?.

Fal. I marry, let me haue him co fit vnder he’s like to

: There istwo morecalled then your number,:
Shal.
be a cold fouldier. youmuft haue but foure heere fir,andfo 1 pray you go in
Sbal. Where's Shadow} with me to dinner.
Shad. Heere fir. Fal. Come, I will goe drinke with you, but I cannot,
Fal. Shadow, whofefonne arc thou i tarry dinner. I am glad to fee you in good croth, Mafter
Shad. My Mothers fonne, Sir. Shallow. . •; r.

Faljl. Thy Mothers fonne : like enough, and thy Fa- Shal. O you remember fince wee lay j|)l
fir John, doe
thers fhadow : fo the lonne of the Female, is the fhadow night in the Winde-mill.m S Georges Field.
ofthe Male; it is often fo indeede, but no: oftheFachcrs Faijlaffe. No more 01 that good Mafter Shallow, No
fubftance. more of that. Z
Sbal. Do you like him, fir John} Shal. Ha? it was a merry night. And-is lane Higbt-
Shadow will leruc for Summer pricke him For
Faljl. :
: ww^ealiue ?
wee haue a number of (hadowes to fill vppe the ufter- M Fal. She lines, .Shallow.
Booke. Shal. She neuer could away with me.
Sbal. Thomas Wart ? Fal. Neuer neuer : (he would alwayes lay fhec could
,

Faljl. Where’s he? not abide M, Shallow.

Wart. Heere fir. Shal. I could anger her to the heart fhee was tfieu a :

Faljl. Is thy name Wart? i Bona-Roba. Doth fhe hold herowne well. » ;

Wart. Yea fir. v Fal. Gld,oJ.d, M. Shallow. :

Fal. Thou area very ragged Warr. Shal. Nay,ftiemuft be old, (be cannot chooiebmbe
557/ .u old
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old : certaine dice’s old : and had Robin Night-tvorke , by Shal. Hee is not his Crafts-mafler, hee doth not doc
old Night. rporke .before I came to Clements Jnnc. it right. I remember at Mile'end-Gieenc,whcn 1 I
ay
SU. That’s fiftie fiue ycercs agoe. at Clements Inne, ] was then Sir 2lagonet in Arthurs
Shal. Hah, Coufin Silence, that thou hadft fcenc that, Show: was
a little quiuer fellow, and hee would
there
that this Knight and i haue fcenc hah, Sir John, faid I : manage you Pcece thus hisand hee would about :

will ? and about, and come you in, and come you in : Rah,
Falft, Wee hauc heard the Chymes at mid-night, Ma- tah, rah, would hee fay, Bownce would hee fay, and
fler Shallot*. away againe would hee goe,and againc would he come
Shal. That wee haue, that wee haue in faith,Sir lohn ;
I (hall ncuer fee fuch a fellow.
wee haue : our watch-word was.Hem-Boyes. Come, Falft. doe well. Matter Shallow.
Thefc fellowes will
let's to Dinner ; come, let’s to Dinner Oh the dayes that : Farewell Matter Silence, many wordes with
I will not vfe
wee haue feene. Come,come. you: fare you well, Gentlemen both I thanke you; :

Bui Good Mafler Corporate Bardolph ,

(land my I mutt a dozen mile to night.San^/p^giuethe Souldiers

friend, and hecrc isfoure/ihrry tenne (hillings in French Coates.

Crownesfor ycu : in very truth, fir, I had as litf behang’d Shal. Sir lohn , Heauen blefle you, and profper your
fir.as and yet, for mine owne part,fir,I do not care
goe : Affaires, and fend vs Peace. As you returnc, vifit
but rather, bccaulc I amvnwilling, and for mine owne niy houfe. Let our old acquaintance be renewed per-
:

part, hauc a deurc to flay with my friends elfc, fir, 1 did : aduenttire I will with you to the Court.
not care,fonnine owne part,fo much. Falft. I would you would, Matter shallow.
Bard. Go-too : (land afide. Shal. Go-too ; I hauc fpoke at a word. Fare you
Mould. And good Matter Corporall Captaine,for my vVcll. Exit.
old Dames fake, iland my friend : iliee hath no body to you well, gentle Gentlemen*. On Bar-
Falft . Fare
doc any thing about her,when I am gone and (lie is old, : dolph, leade the men away. As I returnc, 1 will fetch off

and cannot helpc her felfc you (hall haue fortie,(ir. :

thefe Iufticcs I doe fee the bortome of luttice Shal-
:

i: 'Bard. Go-too: (land afnie. low. How lubieitt wee old men arc to this vice of Ly.

Feeble I care not, a man can die but once : wee owe a ing? This fame ftaru’d lutticc hath done nothing but
tleath. I minde if it be my defti-
will ncucr bearc a bafe : prate tome of the wildencffe of his Youth, and the
nie.fo: if it be not, fo: no man is too good to feruehis Fcatci hee hath done about Turnball-ftreet, and euery
Prince and let it goe which way it will, he that dies this
:
third word a Lye, duer pay’d to the hearer, then the
yecre.is quit for the next. Turkcs Tribute. I doe remember him at Clements Inne,

Bard. Well faid,thou art a good fellow. like a man made after Supper,of a Cheefc-paring, When

Feeble. Nay, I will beare no bafe minde. hee was naked, hee was, for all the world, like a forket
Fa!ft. Come fir, which men fliall 1 hauc i Raditti, with a Head fantattically caru’d vpon it with a
Shal. Foure of which you plcafc. Knife. Hee was fo forlorne, that his Dimenfions ( to
Bard. Sir, a word with you: lhauc three pound,to any thicke fight) were inuincible. Hee was the very
free rJVtotildte and Bull-calfe, > Genius of Famine : hee came euer in the rere-ward of
Falft. Go-coo: well. the Fafhion : And now is this Vices Dagger become a
Shal. Come, fir lohn, which foure will you haue ? Squire, and talkcs as familiarly of lohn of Gaunt, as if

ba/ft. Doe you chufc forme. hee had beenc l'wornc Brother to him and lie be fworne :

Shal. Marry then ,

tJMouldie, Bull-calfe, Feeble , and hee neucr faw him but once in the Tilt-yard, and then he
Shadow: ' burft his Head, for crowding among the Marfhalsmen.
Falft. Afouldie And Bull-calfe for you Mouldieft ay I faw it and told lohn of Gaunt, hee beat his owne
,

at home.till you are p3(l feruicc and for your part, Bull- : Name, for you might haue trufs’d him and all his Ap-
calfc,™ row you come vnto it : 1 will none of you.
till parrell into an Eelc-skinne: the Cafe of a Treble Hoe-

Shal. Sir lohn, Sir lohn, doe not your felfe wrong,they boy was a Manfion for him : a Court : and now hath
arc your likelyeft men, and I would haue you feru’d with hee Land, and Becues. Well, I will be acquainted with
thebeft. him, if 1 returnc and it fliall goe hard, but I will make
:

Falft. Will you tell me (Matter SWW)how tozdiufe him a Philofophers two Stones tome. If the young
a man? Care I fortheLimbe,theThewes, the ftature, DacebeaBayt for the old Pike, I fee no reafon,in the
bulke, and bigge afleroblance of a man? giue mee the Law of Nature, but I mayfnapat him. Let time fliape,
fpirit(Matter Shallow.') Where’s Wart ? you fee what and there an end. Exeunt,
a ragged appearance it is hec (hail charge you, and :

difeharge you, with the motion of a Pewterers Ham-

mer come off, and on, fwifter then hee that gibbets on
:

•
the Brewers Bucket. And this fame halfc-fac’d fellow.
Shadow, giue me this man hee prefents no marke to the :

Eaemie, the foe-man may with as great ayme leuell at

the edge of a Pen-knife and for a Rccrait, how fwifily :

will this Feeble, theWomans Taylor, runne off. O, giue Enter the ^irch^biftop , LMowbraj,HaBingt,
me the fpare nrfen, and fpare me the greac ones. Put me a WeBmerland, Coleuile.

Ga*yuer into Warts \\md,Bxrdolph.

Bari. Hold Wart, Traucrfc : thus, thus, thus. Bift. What is this Forreft call’d ?

Falft. Come manage me your Calyuer: ioivery well, Haft. ’Tis Gualtree Forreft, and’t (hall pleafe your
go-too, very good, exceeding good. O.giue mealwayes Grace.
a little, leane,old,chopt,bald Shot. Well faid Wart, thou Bifh. Here ftand(my Lords)and fend difcoucrcrs forth.
art a good Scab : hold,thcrc is a T ettcr for thee. To know the numbers of our Enemies.
HaB. Wee
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Hast. Wee haue lent forth alteadic. Troope in the Throngsct Mi Dearie men :

Bids. ’Tis well done. But rather (hew a while like fearefull Warre,
j

My Friends, and Brethren (in thefe great Affaires) To dyct ranke Mindes,ficke of happinefiV*
I mud acquaint you,that 1 haue rcceiu’d And purge th’obftfutftions, which begin to (top
New-dated Letters from Northumberland: Our very Veinesof Life: heare me more plainely.
Their cold intent,tenure,and fubftancc thus. I haue in equall ballance iuftly weigh'd.
Here doth hee wifli his Perfon,with fuch Powers What wrongs our Arms may do, what wrongs we fuffer.
As might hold fortance with his Qualitie, And finde our Griefcs hcauier then our Offences.
The which hee could not leuie whereupon : Wee fee which way the ftreame of Time doth tunne.
Hee is rctyr’d,to ripe his growing Fortunes, And are enforc’d from cur moft quiet there,
To ; and concludes in
Scotland heartie prayers, By the rough Torrent of Occafion,
That your Attempts may ouer-liue the hazard, And haue the fummarie of ail our Gricfes
And fearefull meeting of their Oppofitc. (When time fhall ferue) to fhew in Articles;
7W«w.Thus do the hopes we haue in him, touch ground. Which long ere this, wee offer’d to the King,
And dalh themfclucs to pieces; And might, by no Suir,gayne our Audience
When wee are wrong’d,and would vnfold ourGriefes,
Enter a Mejfenger. Wee aredeny’d accefie vnto his Perfon,
Euen by thofc men,that moft haue done vs wrong.
Haft. Now? what newes? The dangers of the dayes but newly gone,
Mejf. Weft of this Forreft/carcely off a mile, Whofe memorie is written on the Earth
In goodly forme, comes on the Enemie With yet appearing blood and ;
the examples
And by the ground they hide, I iudge their number Of euery Minutes inftance(prefcnt now)
Vpon, or neere,thc rate of thirtie thoufand. Hath put vs in thefe ill-belceming Armes
Move. The iuft proportion that we gaue them out. Not to breake Peace, or any Branch of it,
Let vs fway-on,and face them in the field. But to eftablifh here a Peace indeedc.
Concurring both in Name and Qualitie.
Enter tVeftmerland. Weft. When euer yet was your Appealc deny’d ?
Wherein haue you bcene galled by the King ?
Bifh . What well-appointed Leader fronts vs here ? What Pccre hath beene fuborn’<J,to grate on you.
Move. I thinke my Lord
of Wcftmcrland.
it is That you fhould fcale this lawleffe bloody Books
Weft. Health, and faire greeting from our Generali, Of forg’d Rebellion,with a Seale diuine?
The Prince, Lord lohn, ind Duke of Lancafter. Bi[h . My Brother general!, the Common-wealth,
"Bifh. Say on (my Lord of Wcftmcrland) in peace I make my Quarrell,in particular.
What doth concerne your comming ? Weft. There is no neede of any fuch redrefle
Weft. Then (my Lord) Or if there were, it not belongs to you.
Vino your Grace doe I in chiefe addrefie Mow. Why not to him in part, and to vs all.
The fubftance of my Speech. If that Rebellion That feele the bruizes of the dayes before,
Came like it felfe,in bafe and abiedt Routs, And ftiffer the Condition of thefe Times
Led on by bloodie Youth,guarded with Rage, To lay a heauie and vncquall Hand vpon our Honors ?

And countenanc’d by Boycs.and Beggeric : Weft. O my good Lord CMovchray i

I fay, if damn’d Commotion fo appeare, j
ConflructheTimes to their Ncceffuics,
In his true, natiue, and moft proper fhape. And you fhall fay (indeedc) it is the Time,
You (Reucrend Father, and thefe Noble Lords) And not the King, that doth you injuries.
Had not bcene here,co drefTe the ougly forme Y et for your part, it not appeares to me.
Of bale,and bloodie Infurreclion, Either from the King.or in the prefent Time,
With your faire Honors. You,Lord Arch-bifliop, Thar you fhould haue an ynch of any ground
Whofe Sea is by a Ciuill Peace maintain’d, To build aGrkfcon : were you not reftor’d
Whofc Beard, theStluer Hand of Peace hath touch’d, To all the Duke of Norfolkes Scignorics,
Whofe Learning, and good Letters, Peace hath tutor’d, Yo'ur Noblc.and right vvell-remcmbred Fathers?
Whofe white Inueftments figure Innocence, Mow. What thing, in Honor, had my Father loft.
The Douc,and very bleftird Spirit of Peace. That need to be reuiu’d,and bieath’d in me?
Wherefore doe you fo ill tranftate your felfe. The King that lou’d him, as the State flood then.
Out of the Speech of Peace,that bcates fuch grace, Was forc’d, perforce compc'.i’d to banifh him i

boyftrousTongueofWarre?
Into the harfh and And than, that Henry BuUmgbroohy and hee
Turning your Bookes to Graues, your Inke to Blood, Being mounted,and both rowfed in their Seates,
YourPennes to Launccs,3nd yourTopgue diuine Their neighing Courfcrs daring of the Spurrc,
To a lewd Trumpet, and a Point of Warrc. Their armed Staues in charge, their Beaucrs downe.
“Bi[h. Wherefore doe I this ? fo the Queftion ftands. Their eyes of fire, fparkling through fights of Steele,
Sriefely to this end : Wee are all difeas'd. And the Iowd Trumpet blowing them together
And with our furfetting,and wanton howres, TheOjtben.whcn there was nothing could haue ftay’d
Haue brought our felues into a burning Fcuer, My Father from the Breaft of Bulltngbrboke ;
And wee muft bleede for it of which Difeafe,
: O.when the King did throw his W
arder downe,
Our late King Richard (being infedled) dy’d. (His owne Life hung vpon the Staffe hee threw)
But (my moft Nobie Lord of eftmerland^ W Then threw hee downe himfelfe.and all their Liucs,
I take not on me here a* a Phyfician, Thar by Indidfment,and by dint of Sword,
Nor doe I, as an Enemie to Peace, Haue fincc mif-carryed vndcr Bullin^brooke.
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^<^.Youfpeak(Lord2Ww£r<3j)novv you know not what. That euen our Come fhall ieeme as light as Chaffe,
The Earle of Hereford was reputed then And good from bad finde no partition.
In England the moft valiant Gentleman. Bijh. No,no(my Lord) note this: the King itwearie
Who knowes 3 on whom Fortune would then liaue fmil’d? Of daintie,and luch picking Grieuances
But if your Father had beene Vidfor there, For lice hath found,co end one doubt by Death,
Hee ne’rc had borne it out of Couentry. Rcuiues two greater in the Hcires of Life.
For all the Countrcy, in a gcnerall voycc, And therefore will hee wipe his Tables cleane.
Cry’d hate vpon him and all their prayers.and loue,
: And keepe no Tell-tale to hi sMemorie,
W ere fee on Herford, whom they doted on, That may repeat,and Hiftorie his lofle, .

And blefs’d,and grac’d.and did more then the King. To new remembrance. For full well heeknowes,
But this is meere digreflion from my purpofe. Hee cannot fo precifely weede this Land,
Here come I from our Princely Generali, As his mif-doubts prefent occafion :
To know your Griefcsjto tell you, from his Grace,- His foes are fo cn-rooced with his friends.
That hee will giue you Audience and wherein : That plucking to vnfixe an Enemie,
It {hall appeare,that your demands are iuft. Hee doth vnfaften fo, and fliakc a friend.
You Grail enioy them,eucry thing fet off. So that this Land, like anoffcnfiuewife.
That might fo much as tbinke you Enemies. That hath enrag’d him on, to offer ftrokes.
Mow. But hee hath forc’d vs to compell this Offer, As he is ftriking, holds his Infant vp,
And it proceedes from Pollicy,not Loue. And hangs refolu’d Corre&ion in the Arme,
Weft. LMotvhray.you oucr-v/eene to take it fo: That was vprear’d to execution.
This Offer comes from Mercy, not from Fcarc. Haft. Befides,the K:ng hath wafted all his Rods,
For loe, within a Ken our Army lyes, On late Offcndcrs,thathe now doth lacke
Vpon mine Honor.all too confident The very Ioftrumcnts of Chaff icement
To giue admittance to a thought of feare. So that his power, like to aFanglcffc Lion
Our Battaile is more full ofNames then yours. May offer,but not hold.
Our Men more perfeft in the vfc of Armcs, !’Bt(h . ’Tis very true
Our Armor all as ffrong,our Caufe the bell And therefore be aftur’d (my good Lord Marfhal)
Then Reafon will, our hearts fhould be as good. If we do how make our attonement well.
Say you not then, our Offer is compell’d. Our Peace, will (like a broken Limbe vnited)
Mow. Weil, by my will, wee {"hall admit no Parley. Grow ftronger,for the breaking.
West. That argues but the fhame of your offence: Mow. Beitfo :

A rotten Cafe abides no handling; Heere is return’d my Lord of Wcftmerland.

Haft. Hath the Prince Iohn a full Commiflion, Enter WeftmerUnd.
In very ample vercue of his Father, JFeft.lhc Prince is here at hand:pleafeth your Lordfhip
To heare,and abTolurely to determine To meet his Grace, iuftdiftance ’tweene our Armies?
Of what Conditions wee fhall ff and vpon ? Mow. YourGraceofYorke, in heauen’s name then
tyeft. That is intended in the Generals Name forward.
I mufe you make fo flight a Queftion. ‘Bifh. Before,and greet his Gracc(my Lord) we come.
£<$\Thcn take(my Lord of Weflmerland)this Schedule,
For this containes our general! Grieuances: Enter Prince Iohn.
Each fcucrall Article herein redrefs’d. Iohn. You arewel
encountr?dhcrc(my coCinfilowtraj)
All members of our Caufe, both here, and hence. Good day Lord Archbifliop,
to you, gentle
That are infinewed to this A6tion, And fo to you Lord Haftings and to all. ,

Acquitted by a true fubftantiall forme. My Lord ofYorke, it better fhew’d with you.
And prefent execution of our wills. When thac your Flocke (afiembled by the Bell)
To vs, and co our purpofes confin’d, Encircled y&G, to heare with rcuercnce
Wee come within our awfull Banks againe. Y our expoficion on the holy Text,
And knit our Powers to the Arme of Peace. Then now to fee you heere an Iron man
Wcft.T\\\% will I fhew the Gcnerall. Pleafc you Lords, Cheating a rowt of Rebels with youi Drumme,
In fight of both ourBattailcs.wecmayrr.eecc Turning the Word, to Sword; and Life to death
Ac either end in peace: which Heaucnfo frame. That man that fits within a Monarches heart.
Or co the place of difference call the Swords, And ripens in the Sunnc-fhine of hisfauor.
Which muft decide it, Would hee abufc the Countenance of the King,
r
My LordjWce will doe fo.
Bifh. Alack,whac Mifchiefes might bee fet abroach,
Mow There is a thing within my Bofonjc tells me.
, In fhadow of fuch Greatnelfe? With you,Lord Bifhop,
That no Conditions of our Peace can ftand. It is euen fo. Who hath not heard fpoken. it

Haft. Feare you not, that if wee can make our Pence How deepe you were within the Bookes of Hcauen ?
Vpon fuch large tcrmes.and foabfolure. To vs,the Speaker in lib Parliament;
As our Conditions (hall confift vpon. To vs,th’irnagine Voyce of Heauen it felfe ;

Our Peace {hall ftand as firme as Rockie Mountaines. The yery Opener, and Intelligencer,
iJMow. I, but our valuation tlaall be fuch. Bctwecne the Grace, the Sandiities of Heauenj
That cuefy flight, and falfc-dcriued Caufe, And our dull workings. G,who {ball bcleeue,
Yea.cucry id*c, nice, and wanton Reafon, But you mif-vfe the reuerence of your Place,
Shall,totheKing,ta{reof this A<ftion Employ the Countenance, and Grace of Heauen,
That were our Royallfaiths, Martyrs in Loue, As a falfe Fauorite doth his Princes Name,
Wce'fhall be winnowed with fo rough a winde. In deedes dif-honorablc ? Y ou haue taken vp,
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Voder the counterfeited Zeale of Hcauen, {
Iohn. The word of Peace it render’d : hearke how
The S ubietfts of Heauens Subftitute, my Father, they fhowt.
And both 3gainlt the Peace of Heauen.and him, Mow. This had been chearefull, after Vi$orie„
Haue here vp-fwarmed them. Bp}. A Peace is of the nature of a Conquer! ;

Bifh. Good my Lord of Lancafter, For then both parties nobly are Subdu’d,
I am not here again!! your Fathers Peace And neither partieloofer.
But (as I told my Lord of Wcltmerland) Iohn. Goe (my Lord)
The Time (mif-order’d^ doth in common fence And let our Army be difeharged too :

Crowd vs,and crufh vs,to this monltrous Forme, And good my Lord(fo pleafe you)let our Traihes
To hold our fafetie vp* I.fcnt your Grace March by vs, that wee may perufe the men Exit.
The parcels, and particulars of our Griefe, Wee fhould haue coap’d withall.
The which hath been with fcorne fhou’d from the Court: Bifh. Goe, good Lord Haftmgs:
Whereon this Hydra- Sonne of Warre is borne, And them march by.
ere they be difmifs’d,let Exit.
Whofe dangerous eyes may well be charm’d afleepe, Iohn. I trufl(Lords)wce fhall lye to night together*
With graunt of our moll iult and right defires Enter Weftmerland.
And true Obedicnce,of this Madnefle cur’d, Now Coufin, wherefore Hands our Army Hill ?
Stoope tamely to the foot of Maieltie. Well. The Leaders hauing charge from you to Hand,
Mow. If not, wee readie are to trye our fortunes, Will not goc off,vntill they heare you Ipeake.
Tothelaft man. Iohn. They know their duties. Enter Haftingt.
Hafl. And though wee here fall downe. Haft. Our Army is difpers’d :
Wee haue Supplyes, to fecond our Attempt Like youthfull Sceeres,vnyoak’d, they tooke their courfe
If they mif-carry,theirs fhall fecond them. EaH, Weft,North,South:or like a Schoole, broke vp.
And fo,fucce(Te of Mifchtgfe fhall be borne, Each hurryes towards his home, and fporting place*
And Heire from Heire fhall hold this Quarrell vp. Weft. Good tidings(my Lord Hafttngs ) for the which,
Whiles England fhall haue generation. I docarre(!thce(Traytor)of high Treafcn:

Iohn. You are too fhallow (Haftings) And you Lord Arch-bifhop, 3nd you Lord Mowbrayy
Much too fhallow. Of Capitall Treafon,! attach you both.
To found the bottome of the after-Times. Mow. Is this proceeding iuft,and honorable ?
Wr/?.Pleafcth your Gracc,to anfvverc them directly, Weft. Is vour Alfembly fo ?
How farre-forth you doc like their Articles, Bifh. Will you thus bveake your faith ?
Iohn. I like them all, and doe allow them well Iohn. I pawn’d thee none
And fweare here,by the honor of my blood. I promis’d you redreffe of thefe fame Grieuances

My Fathers purpofes haue beene miltookc. Whereof you did complainc ; which,by mine Honor,
And foroe, about him, haue too lauifhly I will performe.with a molt Chriftian care.

Wreflcd his meaning, and Authoritic. But for you (Rebels^ lookc ro talle the due
My Lord, thefe Griefes fhall be with fpeed redrclt Meet for Rebellion, and fuch A<5ts as yours*
V pon my Life,they (hall, if this may plcafe you, Moltfhallowly did you thefe Armes commence.
Difcharge your Powers vnto their leuerall Counties, Fondly brought here, and foohlhly fent hence.
As wee will ours and hcre,betweene the Armies,
: Strike vp ourDrummes,purfue the fcatter’d Itray,
Let’s drinke together friendly, and embrace. Heauen,and not wee, haue fafely fought to day.
That all their eyes may beare thofc T okens home, Some guard thefe Traitors to the Block of Death,
Of our reltorcd Loue.and Amide. Treafons true Bed, and yeeldcr vp of breath. Exeunt.
Bp}. I take your Princely word, for thefe redreffes, Enter Falftaffe and Colleutle.
Iohn. I giue it you, and will maint3ine my word : Fa/ft. What’s your Name, Sir? cf what Condition are
And thereupon I drinke vntoyourGrace. you ? and of what place, I pray ?
Haft. Goc Captaine,and deiiuer to the Armie Cal. 1 amaKnight,Sir
This newes of Peace : let them haue pay,and part And my Name is Collenilt of the Dale.
I know, it will well pleafe them. Falsi. Well then, Colleutle is your Name, a Knight is
High thee Captainc. Exit. your Degree, and your Place, the Dale. Colleutle fhall
Bifh. To you, my Noble Lord of Wcltmerland. {till be yourName.aTraytor your Degree, and theDun-

Weft. I pledge your Grace: geon your Place,a place deepe enough folhall you be :

And if you knew what paines I haue bellow’d. (till Colletule of the Dale.

To breede this prefent Peace, Col. Arc not you Sir Iohn Falftaffe ?
You would drinke freely but my loue to : ye. Falft. As goodaman as he fir, whoerc I am : doeyee
Shall fhew it fclfe more openly hereafter. yeelde fir,or (trail I fweateforyou? if I doe fweate, they
Bpo. I doe not doubt you. are the drops of thy Loucrs,and they weep tor thy death,
Weft. I am glad of it. therefore rowz.c vp Fcare and Trembling, and do obfer-
my Lord, and gentle Couftn cMowhray.
Health to uance to rny mercy.
Mow. You wifh me health in very happy feafon, Col. 1 thinkc you are Sir Iohn Falftaffcfii in that thought
For I am, on the fodame,fomething ill. yccld me.
Bifh. Again!! ill Chances, men are cucr merry. Fnl. I haue a whole Schoolc of tongues in this belly of
But heauineffc fore-runnes the £ood euent. mine, and not a Tongue of them all, fpeakes anie other
W?y?.Thereforebemerry(Cooz.e)fince fodaine forrow word but my name and 1 had but a belly of any iudifte-
:

Semes to fay thus: fome good thing comes to morrow. rencie, I were limply the molt actiue fellow in Europe :
Bi[h. Beleeue me, I am palling light in fpirit. my wombe, my wombe,my wombe vndocs mce. Heerc
Mow. So much the wotfe,if your ownc Rule be true. comes our Generali.
Enter
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92 The fecond Tart of K ing Henry the Fourth.

would you had but the wic; 'twere better
Falft. I

Enter Prince Iohn^nd We{lmerland. then yourDukedome, Good faith, this fame young fo.
ber-bloodcd Boy doth nor loue me , nor a man cannot
Iohn. The hc3t is paft, folio w no farther now make him laugh but that’s tin maruatlc, bee drinkes no
:

Call in the Powers. good Coufio fVeltmerland. Wine. There’s neucr any of thefe demure Boyes come
Now Falslajfe , where hane you beene all this while ? toanyproofe: for thinne Drinke doth fo oucr-coole
When euery thing is ended, then you come. their blood, and making many Ftfh-Mealcs, that they
Thefe tardie Tricks of yours will (on roy lift) fall into a kinde of Male Greene-lickneffc and then, :

One time pr other, breake fome Gallowes back.

;
when they marry. they get Wenches. They are generally
Faljl. I would bee lorry (my Lord) but it fhould bee Fooles,and Cowards ; which fome of vs fhould be too,
thus : I neucr knew yec, but rebuke and checke was the but for inflamation. A good Shcrris-Sack hath a two-
reward of Valour, Doe you thinkeme aSwallow,an Ar- fold operation in it: it afeendsme into the Braine.dryes
row, or a Bullet ? Hauc I, in my poore and oldc Motion, me there all the foolifh, and dull, and cruddie Vapours,
the expedition of Thought ? I haue fpeeded hither with which enuiron it ; makes it apprehenfiue, quicke, forge-
the very extreme!! ynch of ppfiibilitie. I haue fowndred tiue, fullof nimble.fierie.and deledtable fhapes ; which
nine fcore and odde Poftes : and.heerc ( trauell-tainted deliuer’d o’re to theVpyce, the Tongue, which is the
as lam) haue,iumypurc and immaculate Valour, taken Birth, becomes excellent Wit. The fecond propertieof
Sir Iohn Co'iem/e of theDalc,amoft furious Knight,and your excellent Sherris, is, the warming of the Blood:
valorous Enemie Buc what of that i heefawmee, and
: which before (cold, and fetled) left the Liuer white, and
yeeldcd that I may iuftlyfay with the hooke-nos’d
: pale; which is the Badge of Pufillanimitie, and Cowar
fellow of Rome, I came,faw,and oucr-came. dize: but the Sherris warmes it, and makes it courfe
Iohn. It was more of his Courtefie,then your defer- from the inwards, to the parts extremes : it illuminatcch
ring. the Face, which (as a Beacon) giues warning to all the
Falft. I know and hcere I yeeld
not : hecrc hee is, reft of this little Kingdome (Man) toArme and then :

him: and I be book’d, with

befeech your Grace, let it the Vitall Commoners,and in-land pettie Spirits, mufter
the r'.ltof this dayesdeedes ; or I fweare, I will haue it me all to their Captaine, the Heart ; who great.and pufft
in a particular BalladjWith mini owne Pifture on the top vp with his Recinue,doth any Deed of Courage: and this
of it ( Cellc»ile killing my foot:) To the which courfc, if Valour comes of Sherris. So, that skill in the Weapon
1 be enforc’d, if you do not all fhew like gilt two-pences is nothing,without Sack (for that lets it a-worke.) anc
tome; and J,in the cle-aie Skie of Fame, o’re-fhineyou Learning, a meere Hoord of Gold, kept by a Dcuill, til!
as much as the Full Moone doth the Cynd^rs of the Ele- Sack commences it, and fets it in a£f, and vfe. Hereof
ment (which fnewlike Pinaes.heads to her) bcleeue not comes it, that Prince Harry is valiant: for the cold bloot

the Word of the Noble ; therefore let mec haue right, hee did naturally inherite of his Father, hee hath, like
and let deferc mount.' leane, flirrill, and bare Land, manured, husbanded, and

John. Thine’s too heauic to mount. tyll’d, with excellent endcauour of drinking good, and

Falft. Let it ihine then. good ftoreof fertile Shcrris.tliat bee is become very hot,
Iohn. Thine’s too thick to fhine. and valiant. If I had a thoufandSonnes,thefirft Principle
Taljt. Let it doe fomeching(my good Lord)thac may I would teach them, fhould be to forfvveare thinne Pota-

doe me good.and call it what you will. tions,and to addi<ft themfelues to Sack. Enter Bardolph.
Iohn. Is thy Name CoikutU ? How now Bardolph ?
Col. Jt is (my Lord.) The Armieis difeharged all, and gone.
‘Bard. •

lohn. A famous Rebell art thou Colleuile. y

Let them goe: lie through Gloucefterfhire,
Falfi.

Fulfi. And a famous true Subiect tooke him. and there will I vifit Mafter Robert Shallow Efquire : I
Col. I am (my Lord) but as my Betters are. haue him alreadie tempering betweene my finger and my
That led me hither: had they beene rul’d by me. thombe,and fhortly will I icalc with him. Come away
You fhould haue wonne them dearer then you haue. Exeunt.
Talfl. I know not how they fold thcmfclues, but thou
likeakindefellow.gau’ftthy felfcaway; and I thankc
thee.for thee.
Enter WeilmerUnd, Scena Secunda.
lohk. Haue you left purfuit?
fVeft. Retreat is made, and Execution (fay’d.
Iohn. Send fitleuile, with his Confederates,
To Yorke.to prefent Execution. Enter Ki ng, Wanviche, C larence, G loucefler.
'Blunt, \czdc him hcnce,and fee you guard him fure. King. Now Lords, if Heauen doth giue fucceflcfuJI end
Exit with Collenile. To this Debate that bleedeth at our doores,

And now difpacch we toward the Court (my Lords ) „ W ec will our Y outh lead on to higher Fields,

I heare the King, roy Father, is lore ficke. And draw no Swords, but what are laiuftify’d.
OurNewes (hall goe before vs.to his Maieftie, Our Nauie is addre(Ted,our Power collcdted.
Which(Coufin)you {hall bcare,to comfort him: Our Subfticuces,in abfcnce,wc!l inuefted,
And wee with (ober fpeede will follow yon. And euery thing lyes leuell to our wifh ;

Fitly. My Lord, I befcech you,giue me leaue to goe Onely wee want a little perfonall Strength
through Glouceftcrfhire: and when you come to Court, And pawfe vs,nll thefe Rebels.now a-foot.
ftand my good Lord, ’pray, in vour good report. Come vnderneath the ybake of Gouernment.
lohn. Fare you well, Falshtffe I, in my condition. War. Both which we doubt not,buc your Maieftie .

Shall better fpeake of you, then you defer ue. Exit. Shall foone enioy.
King. Hum -
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King. Humphrey (my Sonne of Glouceftcr) where is Be look’d vpon,and learn’d: which once attayn’d.
the Prince,your Brother ? Your HighnefTe knowes, comes to no farther vfe.
Glo. I thinkc hee’s gone to hunt (my Lord)at Wind- But to be knowne,and hated. Sa.likegrofletermes,
ier. The Prince will, in the perfaftnefle of time,
King. And how accompanied? Caft off his followers and their memorie
:

Glo. I doe not know (my Lord.) Shall as aPattcrne,or a Meafure,Iiue,

King. Is not his Brother, Thomas of Clarence, with By which his Grace muft mete the hues of others.

him? Turning paft-euills to aduantages.

Glo. No (my good Lord) hce is in prefence hecre* Kmg. Tis feldome, when the Bee doth leaue hex Combe
CUr. What would my Lord,and Father? In the dead Carrion.
. King. Nothing but well to thee, Thomas of Clarence. Inter Wfftmerland,
How chance thou art not with the Princc,thy Brother? Who’s Weftnarland ?
hecre ?

Hee loucs thee^and thou do’ft negleff h\va(7hiomas.) Weft. Health to my Soueraigne.and new happinefTe
Thou haft a better place in his Affefrion, Added to that,that 1 am to deliuer.
.Then all thy Brothers cherifh it (my Boy)
: Prince Iohn, your Sonne,doth kiffc your Graces Hand :
And Noble Offices thou may 'ft effcft UMowhra/yh; B lhop, Scroope,Haftingsf and all,
Of Mediation (after I am dead) A re brought to the Correction of your Law.
Betweene his Grcacncffe,and thy other Brethren. (
There is not now a Rebels Sword vnfheath’d.
Therefore omit him not : blunt not his Loue, But Peace puts forth her Oliue eucry where
Nor loofe the good aduantage of his Grace, The manner how this ACtion hath beene borne*
By Teeming cold, or carelefle of his will. Here (at more leyfure) may your HighnefTe reade
2
For hee is gracious, if hce be obfeht’d With cuery courfe,in his particular.
Hee hath a T eare for Pitie.and a Hand King. O Weftmerland, thou art a Summer Bird
9
Open (as Day) for melting Charitie Which euer in the haunch of Winter fings
Yet nocwithftanding, being incens’d.hce’s Flint, The lifting vp of day.
As humorous as Winter, and as fudden, Enter Har court.
As Flawes congealed in the Spring of day. Lookc,heere’s more newes.
His temper therefore muft be well obferu’d Hare, From Enemies, Hcauen keepe yourMaieftie;
Chide him for faults,and doe it reucrently. And when they ftand againft you,may they fall.
When you perceiue his blood enclin’d to mirth: As thofc that I am come to tell you of.
But being moodic.giue him Line, and fcope. The Earle Northumberland, and the Lord Bardolfe,
Till that bis pafltons (iike a Whale on ground) With a great Power of Englifh,and of Scots,
Confound themfelues with working. Learne this Thomas, Are by the Sherifc of Y otkefhire ouerthrowne
And thou (halt proue a fhclter to thy friends, The manner, and true order of the fight.
AHoopeof Gold, to binde thy Brothers in: This Packet (pleafe it you) containes at large.
That the vnited Vcffcll of their Blood King. And wherefore fhotild thefc goodneww
(Mingled withVcnome of Suggcftion, Makeraeficke?
As force,perforcc,thc Age
powre it in) will Will Fortune neuer come with both hands full,
Shall neuer leake, though it doe worke as ftrong But write her faire words ftill in fouleft Letters ?
As Aconitum, or rafh Gun-powder. Shee cyther giues a Stomack, and no Foodc,
Clan. 1 (hall obferue him with all care,and louc. (Such are the poore, in health) or clfe a Feafb
King. Why art thou not at Windfor with him (Tho- And takes away the 5tomack (fuc h arc the Rid),
mas?) . That haue aboundance,and enioy it not.)
CUr. Hee is not there to day hee dines in Lon- : I fhould reioyce now,at this happy newes.

don. And now my Sight fayles,and niy Braine is giddic*

King. And how accompanycd ? Canft thou tell O me, come neere me, now I am much ill.
that? Glo. Comfort yourMaieftie,
.
Clar. With fointz. ,
and other his continuall fol- Cla. Oh, my Royall Father.
lowers. Weft. MySoueraigne Lord,chrare vp your felfc,looke
King. Mod fubieif is the fatceft Soylc to Weedes vp.
And hcc(the-Noblcimagcof,eny Youth) War, Be patient (Princes) you doe know, thefc Fits
Is ouer-lptrad with them : therefore my griefe Are with his HighnefTe very ordinaiie.
Stretches irfglfe beyond thehowreof death. Stand from him, giue him ayre :
The blood wcepes from n»y heart, when I -doe fhape Hee'le ftraight be well.
(In formes imfginarie) th’vnguided Dayes, Clar. No, no, hee cannot long hold out: thefepangf,
And rotten Times, that you (hall looke vpon. Th’inceffant care, and labour of his Minde,
When 1 aijiflceping with my Anccftors. Hath wrought the Mure, that friould confine iun.
For when his head-ftrong Riot hath noCutbe, So thinnc,that Life lookes through, and will breake out.
When Rage-and hot-Blood arc his Counfailcrs, Glo , The people feare me : for they doe obferue
W^hen Meanes and lauifh Manners meete together; Vnfather’d Heires,and loathly Births of Nature :

Oh, with what Wings fliali his Affe&ions flyc The Seafons change their manners, as the Y cere
T owards fronting Pcrill,and oppos'd Decay ? Had found fome M oneths afleepe.and lcap’d them oiler.
i War. My gracious Lord.voulooke beyond him quite: Clar. The Riuct hath thrice flow’d, no ebbe betweene:
!The Prince but ftudics his Companions, And the old folke (Times doting Chronicles)
Like a ftrange Tongue : whcrein,to gaine the Language, Say it did fo,a little time before
’Tis needfull, that the moft immodeft word That our great Grand-fire Edward fick’d,and dy’de.
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94 * fecond Tart ofKjn% Henry the Fourth .

Speake lower (Princes' y tor che King reco- \ King. Why did you leaue me here alone(my Lords?)
' '
ucrs. Cla.We left the Prince(my Brother)here(my Liege)
Glo This Apoplexie will (certainc) be his end, Who vndertookc to fit and watch by you.
King. I pray you take me vp,and bcai e me hence King. The Prince of Wales ? where is hee? letmee
Into fome other Chamber fofily ’pray. : fee him.
Let there be no noyfe made (my genile friends) War. This docrc isopen,hee is gone this way.
Vnlefle fome dull and fauourablc hand Glo. Hee came not through the Chamber where wee
Will vvhifper Myficke to my wearie Spirit. ftayd.
*
War. Call for the Muficke in the other Roome. King. Where is the Crowne? wliotooke it from my
King. Set me the Crowne vpon my Pillow here. Pillow ?
Clar. His eye is hollow, and hee changes much. War. When wee with-drew (my Liege^'wee left it

War. Lefle noyfe, lcflc noyfe. heere.

bnepn^ttiaupd y< •••• King. The Prince hath ra’ne it hence : .

'

Enter Prince Henry. Goefcekehimout. i:

r

. Jk
nr u r rO-::n7 md.mjh
.
Is hee fohaftie,that hee doth fuppofe ;;.:!T

P.Hcn. W*ho faw the Duke of Clarence? My fleepe, my death ?Finde himfmy Lord ofVVarvvidk)
Clar. I am here (Brother) full of heauinetfe. Chide him hither : this part of his conioyne*
V .Hen. .Hdwnow? Rairie within doores, and none With my difcafe,ond helpes to end me.
abroad? How dochthe King? See Sonnes, what things you are :

Glo. Exceeding ill. How quickly Nature falls into reuolc,

P. Urn: He ard hee the good r.ewes yet
. ? When Gold becomes her Obiedl ?
’
Tell it him* ~Eor this, the foohfh ouer.carefull Fathers
Glo Hee alter'd much.vpon the hearing ir. Hauc broke their fleepcs with thoughts.
P. Hen. if hee be licke with Ioy, Their braines with care, their bones with industry.
Hee’le recoucr without Phyficke. For this, they haue tngrofled and py I’d vp
War. Not fo much noyfe (my Lords) The canker’d heapes of ftrange-atchieued Gold:
Sweet Prince fpeake lowc. For this, they hauc beene thoughtfull,to inueft
The Kiu^'cwir-Pather.is dilpos’d to fleepe. Their Sonnes with Arts, and Martiall Exereifes
CUr. .lift vs with- draw into the other Roome. When, like the Bee, culling from eucry flower
War. Wil’t pleafe yoar Grace to goe along with vs ? The vertuous Sweetes,our Thighes packt with Wax,
P.He*- No: will ft;,and watch here,by the King.
1 Our Mouthes with Honey, wee bring it to the Hiue
Why dotli, the Crowne lye thereupon hisPillow* And like the Bees,are murthered for our paints.
Being foitroubiefome a Bed-fellow ? This bitter tafte yeclds hisengroffements.
O poiliflYd Perturbation Golden Care 1 ! To the ending Father.
That keep’ft the Ports of Slumber open wide. Enter Warwicke.
To many a W3tchfull Night fleepe with it now. : Now, where is hee, that will not flay fo long,
Yet not fo found, and haife fo deepely fweete, Tillius Friend Sickneffe hath determin'd me?
As hec wbbff Brow (with homely Biggen bound) War. My Lord rI found the Prince in the next Roome,
Snores out the Watch of Night. Maieftie! O Wafhing with kindly Teares his gentle Chcekes,
When thou do’ft pinch thy Bearer, thou do’ft lit With fuch a deepe demeanure,in great forrow,
Like a rich Armor, worne in heat of day. ThatTyranny, which neuer quafft but blood,
That fcald3& iiwfih lafetie by his Gates of breath, : Would(by beholding him)haue wafh’d his Kriife
There lyes a doyutney feather, which ftirres not f T With gentle eye-drops. Hee is comming hither.
Did hee fufpir^that light and weiglideffe dowlne K/w^.Bux wherefore did hee take away the Crowne?
Pcrforcemufrmouc. My gracious Lord, rhy Father, Enter Prince Henry.
This fleepe is fburid ifideede Y this is a fleepe, Loe, where hee comes. Come hither tom t(Harry.')
That from this Golden ftigoll hath diuorc’d Depart the Chamber, leaue vs heere alone. Exit.

SpmanyEnglilh Kings. Thy duc,froni me, P .Her.. I neuer thought to heare you fpeake againe.
TsTeaWM^d^t^fiieSorrpwesof the Blood, King.lhy;wifh was Pz'.\\e\(Harry)io that thought:
Which Nature, Loue, and fihall tendernefle. I flay too long by thee, I wearie thee.

Shaft (Cfdearc^Father) pay theeplcmeoufty. Do’ll thou fo hunger for my empric Chayre,
My due, from thee,is this Imperiall Crowne, That thou wilt needes inueft thee with mine Honors,
Which(as immediate from thy Place. and Blood) Before thy howre be ripe? O foolifh Youth !

Denues it felfe to me. Loe,heerc it fits. Thou feek’ftthe Greatnefle, that will ouer-whelme thee.
Which Heauen fhall guard : Stay but a little' for my Cloud of Djgnitie
:

And put the worlds whole ftrmgth into one gyant Anr,e, Is held from falling, with fo weake a winde,

Itlhallhotf&rcethis Lineali Honor fromtne. That it will quickly drop : my Day is dimme.
This, from thee, Vi ill I to mine leaue, Thou haft ftolne that, which after fome fewhowres
As’tis Iefrt&me. exit. Were thine,without offence and at my death :

Thou haft feal’d cp my expeiShtion.

Enter WarwicksiGloucefler, Clarence. Thy Life did manifeft,thou lou’dft me not.
And thou wilt haue rue dye aflur’d of it.
Kir.tr. Gloucefter, Clarence. Thou hid’ft a thou land Daggers in thy thoughts.
CUr. D-.rli the King call ? Which thou haft.whetted on thy ftonie heart.
War. What would your Maieftie ? how fares your To ftab at haife an howre of my Life.
Graced
'
* y ‘
What?canft thou not fotbeare me haife an howre? *

x Then
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Then get thee gone, and digge my grauc thy ieife, Let heauen, for euer, keepe it from my head.
AdH bid the merry Bels ring to thy care And make me, as the pooreft Vaffaile is,
That thou art Crowned, not that I am dead. That doth with awe, and terror kneele to it.
Let all the Teares, that fhould bedew my Hearle King. O my Sonne J
Be drops of Balme, to fan&ifie thy head: Heauen put it in thy minde to take it hence.
Otiely compound me with forgotten duft. That thoumigbt’ft ioyne themove, thy Fathers loue
3
Giue that, which gaue thee life, vnto the Wormcs :
Pleading lo wilely, in cxcufe of it.
Pliicke downe my Officers, breake my Decrees ;
Come hither Harris, fit thou by my bedde,
For now a time is come, to orocke at Forme. And heare (I thinkc, the very lateft Counfell
Henry the fife is Crown’d Vp Vanity,: That euer I fhall breath : Heauen knowes, my Sonne)
Downe Royall State All you fage Counfadors, hence
: 1 By what by-pathes, and indirect crook’d-waycs
And to the Englifh Court.affetnble now Lrnct this Crowne and I my fetfeknow well
:

From eu’ry Region, Apes ofldlcnefle. j

How troublefome it fate vpon my head.
Now ncig'nbor-Confines,purge you ofyour Scum :
To thee, defeend with bettcrQuiet,
it ("hall

Haue you a Ruffian that fwill l’weare? drinke? dance f Better Opinion,.beiter Confirmation
Reuell the night? Rob.? Mutder?and commit For all the foVle of the AtchieuCrtiertt goes
The oldefl finnes, the neweft kinde of wayes ? With me, into the Earth. It Teem’d in mee.
Behappy,he will trouble you nomore: But as an Honour fnatch’d with boyft’rous hand.
England, fhall double gill d, his trebble guilr. And I had many liuing, to vpbraide
England, fhall giuc him Office, Honor, Might My gaine ofic, by their Affiftanccs,
For the Fift Harry, from curb'd Licenfc pltickes Which dayly grew to Quarrel I, ahd to Blood-flaed,
The muzzle ofReftraint; and the wildeDoggc Wounding luppoled Peace.
Shall flefh his tooth in eucry Innocent. All thtfc bold Feares,
Otiny poore Kirigdome(ficke, with ciuill blowes) Thou feeft (with pcrill) I haue anfwered :

When that my Care could not with-hold tlty Ryots, For all my Reigne, bath becne but as a Scene
What wilt thou do, when Ryot is thy Care ? Aifting that argument. And ft&W my death ’•<. i

O, thou wiltbea WildcmdTeagame, Changes the Moode: Forwhiitinme,waspurchas’d4

Peopled with W
dues (thy old Inhabitants, Falles vpon thee, in a more Fayref-fort.
;

Prince. Opardon me(my Liege) So thou, the Garland wear’ll fucceffiuely.

But for myTeares, Yet, though thou ftand’ft more fure,then I could do.
The mod Impediments vnto my Speech, Thou art not firme enough, fince greefes a ti greehe

Ihad fore-ftall’d this deere, and deepe Rebuke, AMJ'ill thy Friends,which thou mull make thy Friends
Ere you (with greefe) had fpoke, and I had heard Haue but their flings, and teeth, newly tak’n oet, .-

The courfe of if fo farre. There is your Crowne^, By whoff fell working, I W 3 s firftiduanc’d,
And he that weares the Crowne immortally, And bywhofepPWer, I well might lodge aEeare
Long guird it yours. Ifl affeft it more. To be againe difplac’d. Which to auoyd,
Then as your Honour, and as your Renowne, I cutthem off and had a purpbfe now
:

Let the no more from this Obedience rife. To leade out many to the Holy Land;
Which my mod true, and inward duteous Spirit Leaft reft, and lying ftill, might make them looke
Teacheththis proftrate, and exteriour bending. Too nccre vnto my State.
Hearten wuneffe with me, when I hccre came in. Therefore (my IIarris)
And found no courfe of breath Within yourMaicftie, it thy courfe to bufie giddy Mindes - •

How cold it ftrooke my heatt. Ifl do fainc, WithForraigne Quarrels :that Adlion hence borne out,
0 let me, in my prefent wildeneffc, dye, May wafte the memory of the former dayes.
And neuer hue, ro fhew th’incredulous World, More Would!, but my Lungs are wafted fo, r
'
The Noble change that I haue purpofed. That ftrengrh of Speech is vtterly deni’de mee.
Com.ming.to looke or, you, thinking ycu dead, How I came by the Crowne, O heauen forgiue s
(And dead almoft(my Liege)to thinkc you were) And grant it may, with thee, in true peace liue.
1fpake vnto theCtownc (as bailing ffcnle) Prince. My gracious Liege:
And thus vpbraided it. The Care on thee depending. You wonneit, wore it kept it, gaue it me,
:

Hath vpon the body of my Father,

fed Then plaine and right mud my poffeffion be ^
Therefore, thou beft ofGoId, art woift of Gold. 1
Which I.Xvith more, then with a Common painc,
Other, leffe fitfe ih Charraft, h more precious, ’Gaipft all the World, will rightfully maintain?.
Prcfcruing life, in Med’cine potable :

But thou, mod Fine, moft Honour’d, mod Rcnown’d, Enter Lord Iokn of Lane after ,
Haft cate the B-earer vp. and Warwicke.
Thus (my Royall Liege)
Accufing it, I put it on my Head, King. Looke, looke, ,7,i

To try with it (as With an Enertiie, Heerc comes^ny lobn of Lancafter;

That had before my face murdred my Fathel) Ioh»- Health, Peace, and Happinefic,
The Quarrcll of a true Inheritor. To my Royall Father.
But if it did inf<?ft mV blood with Icy, King. Thou bring’ft me happineffe and Peace
Or fvvcll my Thoughts, tt» any ftraine of Pridcj (Sonne lohn ;

If any Rebell, or varine fpifit of mlhe. But health (alacke) with yeuthfull wings isfldwne
Did, with the leaft Affefliort era Welcome, From this bare, wither’d Truttke. Vpdn tby fight
Giue entertainment to the misfit efir, My7 worldly bufinefle makes a period.
Where/
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p6 The fecond Tart ofKyng Henry the Fourth.

Where »s m y Lord ofWarwicke i Day. I rgraunt your Worlhip, that be is a knaue Sir:)
Tritt. My Lord ofWarwicke. But yee heauen forbid Sir,but a Knaue fhould haue fomc
King. Doth any nameparticular,beIong Countenance, at his Friends requeft. An honeft man fir,
Vnco the Lodging, where
1 firft did fwoon’d ? is when a Knaue is noc.l haue
able to fpeake for himfelfe,
War. ’Tis call'd lerufalem, my Noble Lotd. feru’d your Worfhippe truely fir, thefe eight yeare*:and
King. Laud be toheauen : if I cannot once or twice in a Quarter beareout akntue,

Euen there my life muft end. againft an honeft man, 1 haue but a very litle creditc with

It hath beenc prophefi’de to me many yeares, your WorflVippe. The Knaue is mine honeft Friend Sir,
I fhould not dye, but in lerufalem : therefore I befeech your Worftiip, let him bee Counte-
Which fuppos’d the Holy-Land.
(vainly) I nanc’d.
But bearc me to that Chamber, there lie lye Shal. Go too,
I n that lerufalem, (hall
Harry dye. Exeunt. I fay he fhall haue no wrong Looke about Dauy.
:

Where arc you Sir lohn ? Come, off with your Boots.
Giue me your hand M. 'Bardolfe.
Bard. I am glad to fee your Worfhip.
J3us Quintus. Sccena Trima. Shal. Ithankethec, with all my heart, kindc Maftcr
'Bardolfe : and welcome my call Fellow
Come Sir John.
lie follow you, good Maftcr Robert Shallow.
Faljlaffe.
1

Falfiafe, Bardolfe,
looke to our Horffes
Bardolfe , If I werefaw’dc into
.
Enter Shallow, Silence,
rage, and Dante. Quantities, 1 fhould make foure dozen of fuch bearded
Hermiccs ftaues, as Maftcr Shallow. It is a wonderful!

By Cocke and Pye,you (hall not away to night. thing to fee the fcmblable Coherence of his mens fpirits,
Shal.
and his : They,by obferuing of him, do beare themfclues
Whac £><*«/,! fay.
You muft excufe roe, HI. Robert Shallow.
like foolifK lufticcs : Hee, by conuerfing with them, is
fal.
turn’d into a Iuftice-like Seruingman. Their fpirits are
Shal. I will not excufe you :you fhall not be excufed.
fo married in Coniun&ion, with the participation of So-
Excufes fhall not be admitted : there is no excufc (hall
ferue : you (hall not be excus’d.
ciety , that they flocke together in confent, like fo ma-
Why Dauie. ny Wilde-Gecfc. If I had a fuice to Mayfter Shallow, I
DautX. Heerelir. would humour his men, with the imputation of bccing
Shal. Duty, Dauy, Dauy,\zt me fee (Day) let me fee neerc their Mayfter. If to his Men, I would currie with
Maifter Shallow , that no man could better command his
Wilham Cooke, bid him come hither. Sir /«(>»,youfhal
Seruants. It is certaine, that either wife bearing, orig
not be excus’d.
Day. Marry fir, thus: thofe Precept* cannot bpe norant Carriage is caught, as men take difcafes} one of

feru’d :.s*nd egavnc fir, (hall we fowe the head-land with another: therefore, let men take heede of their Compaq
Whcatc nie. I will deuife matter enough out of this to
i
Shal. With red Whcate Day. But for William Cook: kcepe Prince Harry in continuall Laughter, the wearing
arc thereno yong Pigeons? '
out of fixe Fafhions (which is foure Tearmcs)or two Ac-
,J
tions, and he (hall laugh with Interuallums. O it is much
Day. Yes Sir.
Hcere is now the Smithes note, for Shooing, that a Lye (with a flight Oath) and a ieft (withafadde

And Plough-Irons. brow) will doe, with a Fellow, thatneuer had the Ache
be and payde Sir lohn, you (hall in his fhoulders. O you (hall fee him laugh, till his Face
Shal. Let it caft^ :

not bcexcus’d. be like a wet Cloakc, ill laid vp.

Shal. Sir lohn.
Day. Sir, a new linke to the Bucket muft needcs bee
had: And Sir,doeyoumeaneto ftoppeany of Williams Faljl. I come Maftcr Shallow, I come Maftcr Shallow.
the other day, at Hinckley Exeunt
Wages, about the Sacke he loft
Fay re, ?
shal. He (hall anfwer it
Some Pigeons Dauy, a couple of (hort-legg’d Hennes : a
Scena Secunda.
ioynt of Mutton, and any pretty little tin® Kickihawes,
tell William Cooke.
Day. Doth the man of arre.ftsty all night fir ? W
Shal.Yes Dauy :
Enter the Earle ofWarwicke, and the Lord

I will vfe him well. A Friend i’th Court, is better

then a Chiefe Injlice.

pennyinpurfe. Vfe Hismen well 'Day, for they are ar-

rant Knaues, and will backe-bite. Warwicks. How now, my Lord Chiefe Iuftice, whe-
Day No worfe then they are bitten, fir : For they ther away ?
hauerraruellous fowle linnen. Ch.Iujl. How doth the King ?
Shallow. Well conceited Day about «hy Bufineffe, Warw. Exceeding well : his Cares
Day. Are now, all ended.
Day. befeech you fir.
I Ch.Iujl. I hope, not dead.

To countenance WilliamVtJor ofWoncor, againft Cle- Warw. Hee’s walk'd the way ofNature,
ment Perket ofthe hill. And to our purpofes,hc liues no more.
Sisal. There ate many Complaints Day, againft that Ch.Iujl, I would his Maiefty had call’d me with him.

Vtfor, that Vifor is an arrant Knaue, on my know- The feruice, that I truly did his life.
*

ledge. Hath left me open to all iniuries.

Wax.
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fhe [econd 7^art of KJng Henry the Fourth,

c
py
. War. Indeed I yong King loucs you not.
chinke the What? Rate? Rebuke? and roughly Pnfon fend to

j
Cb.lnfi. I know he doth not,and do arme my felfe Th’immediate Hcire of England? Was this eafie ?
To welcome the condition ofthe Time. May this be waffl’d in Lethe, and forgotten f
]
Which cannot looke more nideoufly vpen me, Ch.Ietfi. I then did vie the Perfon of your Father;

j
Then I hauc drawne it in my faneafie. The Image ofhis power, lay then in me.
And in th’adminillration ofhis Law,
Enter lobn ofLancafler^ GloHcetter } Whiles I was bufie for the Commonwealth,
and Clarence. YourHighneflepleafed to forget my place,
The Maiefly, and power of Law, and Iuftice,
War. Hecre come the heany Iflue cf dead Harriet The image ofthe King, whom I prefented.
O, that the lining Harrie had the temper And flrooke me in my very Scare ofludgement 3!

Of him, the worft ofthefe threeGentlemen Whereon (as an Offender to your Father) ;

How many Noblas then, fliould hold their places. I gaur bold W3y to my Authority,
That mud (hike laile, to Spirits of vildc fort? And did commit you. deed were ill.
If the
£b,Iull, Alas, I feare,all will be ouer-turn’d. Be you contented, wearing now the Garland,
Iobn. Good morrow Cofin Warwick, good morrow. To hauc a Sonne, fet your Decrees at naught ?
Glou. CU. Good morrow, Colin. T o plucke downc Iuftice from your awefull Bench?
John. We meet, like men,that had forgot to fpeake. To trip the courfeofLaw,and blunt the Sword
War. We do remember but our Argument : That guards the peace, and fafetyofyourPerfor.?
too heauy, to admit much talke.
Is all Naymore, tofpurneatyourmoftRoyall Image,
foh.WeW: Peace be with him, that hath made vs heauy And mockeyour workings,in a Second body ?
Cb.lnjt. Peace be with vs,lcaff we be heauicr. Queftion your Royail Thoughts/nake the cafe yours i
Glott.O, good my Lord,you hauc loft a friend indeed: Be now the Father, and propofe a Sonne
And I dare fweare,you borrow not that face Heave your owne dignity fo much prophan'd,
Of feeming forrow, it is fure your owne. See your moll drcadfull Lawes/o loofely flighted!
Iobn. Though no man be a flut’d what grace to Hnde, Behold your felfe/o by a Sonne difdained:
You (land in coldeft expectation. And then imagineme,takingyou part.
Iam the iorrier,would ’twere otherwife. And in your power, foft filcncing your Sonne
C7<*. Wei,you mult now fpeake Sir /ohnFalftaffe faire, After this cold confiderance, fentence me
Which fwimmes againft your ftreame af Quality, And, as you your State,
are a King, fpeake in
f-
fb.lufi. Sweet Princes: what I did, I did in Honor, What I haue done, that misbecame my place^
Led by th’Imperiall ConduCt of my Soule, My perfon, or my Lieges Soueraigntie.
Andneuerfhall you fee, that I will beg gc Prin. You are right Iuftice, and you weigh this well
A ragged, and fore-ftall’d Rctniflion. Therefore flill beare the Ballance, and the Sword
lfTroth,andvpright Innocency fayle me, And I do wil"h your Honors may enereafe,
He to the King (my Matter) that is dead, you do hue, to fee a Sonne of mine
Till
'And tell him, who hath fent me after him. Offend you, and obey you, as I did.
War. Hecre comes the Prince. So fhali I liue, to fpeake my Fathers words
H ippy am I, that haue a man fo bold,
Enter Prince Henrie. That dares do Iuftice, on my proper Sonne j

Cb.lafl. Good morrow: and bcauen faue your Maiefly And no leffc happy, hauing luchaSonne,
This new, and gorgeous Garment, Maiefly,
Prince. That would deliuer vp his Greatneffe fo,
Sits eafie on me, as you thinke.
not fo Into the hands of Iuftice. You did commit me;
Brothers, you mixe yourSadnefie with foine Fearc : For which, Ido commit into your hand,
This is the Englifh.not theTurkifh Court :< Th’vnftained Sword that you haue vs’d to beare :)
Not Amurab ,
an Amurab fucceeds. With this Remembrance; That you vfe the fame
But Harry Harry Yet be fad (good Brothers)
, : With the like bold, iuft, and impartiall fpiric
For (to fpeake truth) it very well becomesyou : As you hauc done’g3inftroe. There is my hand.
Sorrow, fo Royally in you appeares, You fhali be as a Father, to my Y outh ;

That I will deeply put the Faihion on, My voice fhali found, as you do prompt mineeared
And weare it in my heart. Why then be fad. And I will ftoope, and humble my Intents,
But entertaine no more of it (good Brothers) To your well-praCtis’d, wife Directions.
Then a ioynt burthen, laid vpon vs all. And Princes all, beleeue me, I befcech you
For me, by Hcaucn (Ibid you be aflur’d) My Father is gone wilde into his Graue,
lie be your Father, and your Brother too : (For in his T ombe,lye my AfteCticns)
Let me but beare your Louc, He beare your Cares And with hi Spirits, fadly I ftiruiue,
s

But weepe that Horrie's dead, and to will I. T o mocke the expectation of the World j
But Harry Hues, that (hall conurrt thof'e Tcares T o fruftrate Prophefies, and to race out
By number, into houres of Happineffe. Rotten Opinion, who hath writ me downc
Iobnyfrc. W
e hope no other from your Maiefly. Aftermy feeming. TheTidc ofBlood in me,
Pnn. You all looke flrangely on me : and you mod, Hath prowdly flow’d in V anity till now. ,

You ire (1 thinke) aflur'd, I louc you not. Now doth it turne, and ebbe backe to the Sea,
Ch.Inft. I am aflur’d (ifl be mcafur’d rightly) Where it lhall mingle with the (late ofFloods,
Your Maiefly hath no iuft caufe to hate mec. And flow henceforth in formall Maiefly.
/V.No?How might a Prince ofmy great hopes forget Now call we our High Court of Parliament,
So great Indignities you laid vpon me ? And let vs choofe fuch Limbes of Noble Counfaile,

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p8 The fecond Tart of Kfng Henry the Fourth .

That the great Body of cur State may go Sil. Fill the Cuppc, and let it come. lie pledge you a
In equall ranke, with the bed gouern’d Nation, mile to the botcome.
That Warre, cr Pcace.or both at once may be Shal. Honed Bardolfe, welcome
If thou want’d any :

As things acquainted and familiar to vs, thing,and wiltnot befhrew thy heart. Welcome my
call,

little tyne theefe,and welcome indeed too

In which you (Father) fhall hauc tormoft hand. lie drinkc to ;

Our Coronation done, v/e will accite '^{.'Bardolfe, to all the. Cauileroes about London.

(Asl before remembred) all our State, Dau. I hope to fee London.cnceereldie,
Andheauen (configning to my good intents) Bar. Ifl might fee you rher c, Dauie.
No Prince, nor Pecre, (hall hauc~ud caufe to fay, Shal. You’lcrackc a quart together/’Ha, will you not

Heauen fhorten Harries happy life, one day. Exeunt. M. Bardolfe ?

"Bar. Yes Sir,in a pottle pot.
Shal. thanke thee the knaue will dicke by thee,
1 :
I
can affure thee that. He will not out,hc is true bred.
Seem Tertia .
"Bar. And lie dicke by him,fir.
SW.Why there fpoke a King:lack nothing, be merry.
Looke, who’s at doorc there, ho : who knockes?
Fal Why now you haue done me right.
Enter Faljlajfe, Shallow , Silence, Bardolfe, Sil. Domerighc,anddubmcKnight, Samingo. Is’t

Vage, and Ptftoll. notfo?

Fal. ’Tisfo.

Shal Nay, you mine Orchard: where, in an

fhall fee £//.I$’t fo? Why then fay an old man can do fomwhat.
Arbor we will eate a lad yeares Pippin of myowne graf- Dau. Jfitpleafeyour Worfhippe, there’s one Piftoll

ting, a difh of Carrawayes, and fo forth (Come Co- come from the Court with newes.
fin Silence , and then to bed. Fal From the Court? Let him come in.
Fal. You hauc hecre.a goodly dwelling, and a rich.
Shal. Barren, barren.barren :Beggers all.beggers all \ Enter Ptfloll.

Sir lohn: Marry good,

ayre. Spread Dauj, (piead Dante : How now Pi doll ?
Well fa id Dauie. Ptft. Sir lohn,’iz\ie you fir.

Falft. This Dauie ferues you for good vies: he is your Fal. What winde blew you hither, Piftoll ?

Seruingman,and your Husband. Ptft. Not the winde which blowes none to good
ill

Shal. A good V arlet,a good V

arlet,a very good V ar- fweet Knight : Thou art now one of thegreatedmen in
let, Sir lohn: I haue drunke too much Sacke at Supper. A theRealme.
good Varlec. Now fit downc. now fit downe : Come Sil. Indcedjlthinkehebee, but; Goodman Puffe o

Cofin. Barfon.
Sil. Ah firra(quoth-a) we doe nothing but eate,
fhall Pill. Puffe? puffe in thy teeth,mod recreant Cowart
and make good cheere, and praife heauen for the merrie bafe. Sir lohn, I am thy Piftoll, and thy Friend : helter

yeere: when flefh is chcape,and Females deete,and luftie skelter haue rode to thee, and tydings do I bring , and
1

Lads rome heere,and there : fo merrily, and euer among luckie ioyes, and golden Times, and happie Ncwcsof

fo merrily. price.

Fal. There’s a merry heart, good lA.Silsnce, Ilegiue Fal. Iprethecnow deliucr them, like a man of this

you a health for that anon. World.

Shal. Good M.Bardolfe: fome wine, Dauie. Ptft. A footra for the World, and Worldlings bafe,
Da. Sweet be with you anon moll fweete
fir, fit: lie : I fpeakc of Atfrica.and Golden ioyes.
fir,fit. Mailer Page, good M. Page, fit: Proface. What Fal. O
bafe AfTyrianKnighr, what is thy newes ?

yo u want in meate,wee’l hauc in drinkc but you beare, : Let King Couitha know the truth thereof.

the heart s all.

Sil. And Robin-hood, Scarlet, and lohn.
Shal Be merry M . Bardolfe, and my little Souldiour Pift. Shall dunghill Curres confront the Hellicons ?

there,be merry. And good newes be baffel’d ?

fhall

Sil. Be merry, be merry ,my wife ha’s all: Then Pidoll lay thy head in Furies lappe.
For women are Shrcwcs, both fhort,and tall Shal. Honed Gentleman,

’Tis merry in Hall, when Beards wagge all I know not your breeding.
And welcome merry Shrouetide. Be merry, be merry. Pifi. Why then
Lament therefore.
Fal. I didnotthinke M.5»/f«cchad bin a man of this Shal.Giue me pardon.Sir.
Mettle. If fir, you come with news from the Court, I take it.therc

Sil. Who 1/ 1 haue becne merry twice and once, ere is but two wayes, either to vtter them, or to conceaie
now. them. I am Sir, vnder the King, in fome Authority.
Dauj. There is a difh of Lcther-coats for you. Pift. Vnder which King?

Shal. ‘Dauie. Be Ionian, fpeake.or dye.

Dau. Your Worfhip He be with you :
draight, A cup Shal. Vnder King Harry.

of Wine, fir? Pift. Harry the Fourth? or Fife ?

Sil. A Cup ofWine,that’s briske and fine, &drinke Shal. Harry the Fourth.
vnto the Leman mine: and a merry heart liues long-a. Pift A footra for thine Office.
Fal. Well faid,M Silence. Sir lohn, thy tender Lamb-kinne, now is King,
Sil. Ifwc fhall be merry .now comes in the fweete of Harry the Fift’s the man, I fpcake the truth.
the night. When Pidoll lyes, do this, and figge-mc, like
Fal. Heahh,and long life to youftJl.Silencc The bragging Spaniard.
Fal.
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The fecond Tart ofKing Henry the Fourth . pp

Fal. What,is the old King dead?
Pifi. As naile in doore.

The things I fpeake, arc iud.

Fal. Away Bardolfe, Sadie my Horle, Seem Quinta ,

Matter Robert Shallow, choofe what Office thou wilt

In the Land, Vis thine. Pfiol, I will double charge thee
With Dignities.
"Bard. Oioyfullday: Enter two Gronmes.
I would not take a Knighthood for my Fortune. X.Groo. More Ruflies, more Rudies.
Pfi. What? I do bring good newes. 2 ,Groo. The Trumpets haue founded twice.
Fal. Carrie Matter Silence to bed Matter Shallow my : i.Groo. It will be two of theClocke, ere they come
Lord Shallow, be what thou wilt.I am Fortunes Steward. from the Coronation. ExitGroe,
Get on thy Boots, wee ride all night. Oh fweet Piftoll
I :

Away Bardolfe : Come Piftoll, vttermoreto mec and : Enter Falflafefihallow, Piflol!, Bardolfe, and Page.
Withall deuiie fomething to do thy felfe good . Boote,
boote Mafter Shallow, I know the young King is fick for Fafiafe. Stand heere by me, M. Robert Shallow ,1 will
mce. Let vs take any mans Horfics The Lawes of Eng- : make the King do you Grace. I will leere vpon him, as
land are at my command’ment. Happie are they, which he comes by : and do but marke the countenance that hee
haue beene my Fricndes and woe vnto my Lord Chicfc
: willgiueme.
Iuftice. Piflol. Bleffe thy Lungs^ood Knight.

Pfi. Let Vultures vil’de feize on his Lungs alio Falfi. Come heere Piflol, fond behind me. O if I had
Whereis the life that late I led, fay they'? had time to haue made new Liueries, I would hauebc-
Why heere it is,welcome thofe pleafant dayes. Exeunt ftowed the thoufand pound I borrowed of you. But it is
no matter, this poore fhew doth better: this doth inferre
the zeale I had to fee him.
Shal. ltdothfo.
Seem Quarta Falfi. It fhewes my carr.eftne.fTe in afFcflion.

Tfi. Icdothfo.
Mydeuotion.

Fal*
Fal.
Enter Hofiefe Slickly, Dol Teare-fheete, Pifi. It doth.it doch.it doth,
andTieadi.es. • Fal. As it were, to ride day and night,
A nd not to deliberate, not to remember.
Hofiefe. No, thou arrant knaue: I would Imightdy, Not to’haue patience to fhife me.)
that might haue thee hang’d : Thou haft drawne my
I Shal. It is rrsoft certaine.
ttioulder out of ioynt. But to ftana ftained with Trauaile, and fweating
*

Of, TheConftableshauedeliuet’d her ouertomee: with defire to fee him, thinking of n othing elfe, putting
and fhee fliall haue Whipping checre enough, 1 warrant all affayres in obliuion.as if there were nothing els to bee

her. There hath beene a man or two (lately)kill’d about done, but to fee him.
her. Pifi. ’Tisfetnper idem for cbfqtte hoc nihil eft. ’Tis all
Dol. Nut.hooke, nut-hooke, you Lye: Come on, lie in euery part.
tell thee what, thou damn’d Tripe-vifag’d Rafcall, it the Shal. ’Tis fo indeed.
Childe I now go with, do mifcarric, thou had’ft better Pfi. My Knight.,1 will er.fbme thy Noble Li uer, and
thou had’ft ftrooke thy Mother, thou Papcr-fac’d Vrl- make thee rage. Thy Del, and Helen or thy r.oble thoghts
laine. is in bafe Durance, and contagious prifon :i Hail’d thi-
Hof. O that Sir Tohn were come, hee would make ther by mod Mechanicall and durty hand. Ro wzc vppe
this a bloody day to fome body. But I would the Fruitc Reuenge from Ebon den, with fell Aledlo’s Snake, for
of her Wombe might mifearry. Dol is in. Piftol,fpeakes nought but troth.
Oftcer If it do , you fnall haue a dozen of Cufhions Fa 1 I will deliuerher.
.

againe, you haue but eleuen now. Come, I charge you Piflol. There roar’d the Sea: and Trumpet Clangour
both go with me for the man
: is dead, thatyou and Pr- founds.
ftoll beate among you
*1 W. what, thou thin mania a Cenfor ; I
lie tell thee The Trumpets founds Enter King Henrie the
will haue you fwindg’d for this, youblcw-
as foundlv Fife, Brothers Lord Chiefe
,

Bottel’d Rogue you filthy famifh’d Corre&ioncr, ifyou

:
Iuftice.
be not fwing’djlle forfwearc halfe Kittles. u
Of. Come, come, you fhee-Knight-arrant, come. Falfl. Sauc thy Grace, King Hall, myRoyall Hall.
Hojl. O, that right fliould thus o recorac might. Wei The heauens
Tift. thee guard,andkcepe, moftroyall
of fnfterance, comes eafe. ImpcofFame.
Dol. Come you Rogue, come : Fal. .’Saue thee my fweet Boy.
Bring me to a Iuftice. King. My Lord Chiefe Iuftice, fpeake to that vaine
Hojl. Yes, come vou ftaru’d Blood-hound. man.
Dol. Goodman’death, goodman Bones. Ch.Iuft. Haue you your wits ?
Iloft. Thou Anatomy, thou. Know you what ’tis you fpeake ?
Dol. Come you thinoc Thing Fafi. My King, my I.oue I fpeake to ;
thee, my heart.
Come you Rafcall. . King. I know thee not, old man: Fall to thy Prayers
Of. Very well. Exeunt. How ill white hoi res become a Foole, and lefter?
I haury
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ico lhe fccond Tart of lying Henry the Fourth .

Ihaue long dream’ d of Inch 3 kinde of man. Shat. I cannot well

perceiuchow, vnlefleyou fliould
So furfeit-fwell’d/fo old, and io prophanc glue meyour Doublet, and Ruffe me out with Straw.
I
But being awake, I do defpife my dreame. beltech you, good Sir Iohn, Jcc mee haue fiue hundred of
Make leflc thy body (hence) and more thy Grace, my thoufand.
1 Leaue gourmandizing Know the Grauc doth gape
; Fat. Sir, I will be as good as my word. Thisthacyou
For thee, thrice wider then tor other men. heard, was but a colour.
Reply not to me, with a Foole-borne left. Shall. A colour 1 feare,that you will dye, in Sir Iohn
Prefume not, that I am the thing I was. Fat. Feare no colours, go with me to dinner
For heauen doth know (fo fhall the world percciuc) Come Lieutenant Piflo/, comc'Bardolfe,
That I haue turn’d away my former Selfe, I fhall be fent for foone at night.
So will I thofe th3t kept me Companie. Ch.Infl. Go carry Sir Iohn Fatflaffe to theFleete,
When thou doft heare I am, as I haue bin. Take all his Company along with hiim
Approach me, and thou fhalc be as thou was’c Fat, My Lord, my Lord.
The T utor and the Feeder of my Riots Ch.Infl . I cannot now fpeake, I will heare you foone:
Till then, I banifh thee, on paine of death. Take them away.
As I haue done the reft of my M ifleadcrs,
1

Ftfl. S t far tuna me tormento,Jpera me content 0 .

Not to come neereour Perfon, by ten mile. Exit. tJManet Lancajler and Cbicfe Inflict .
For competence oflife, I will allow you. Iohn, I like this f airc proceeding of the Kings :

That iacke of meanes enforce you not to cuill He hath intent his wonted Followers
And as we heare you doreformc your felues, Shall all be very well prouided for
VVe will according to your firength.and qualities, But all are banifht,tili their conuerfations
Glue you aduancemenc. Be it your charge (my Lord) Appeare more wife, and modeft co the world.
To fee perform’d the tenure of our word. Set on. Ch.Infl. And fo they arc.
Exit King. Iohn. T he King hath call’d his Parliament,
Tat. M after SiWW,! owe you a thoufand pound. My Lord.
Shat. I many Sic Iohn, which I bcfecch you to let me Ch.Infl. He hath.
haue home with me. Iohn, I will lay oddes,that ere this yeere expire.
/Vt/.Thar can hardly bcJA.Shatlo#, do not you gricue We bearc our Ciuill Swords, and Natiue fire
be lent for inpriuatetohim : Locke you,
at this: I (ball As farre as France. I heare a Bird fofing,
hemuft leeme thus to the world: feare not your aduance- Whole Muficke (to my rhinking)plcas’d the King.
ment : I will be the man yet, that fhall make you great. ComCjWill you hence ? „ Exeunt

FINIS.

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EPILOGVE.
I ST my Feare: then, my Qurt&e
my Speech : la A,

My Feare , is your Displeafure My Qurtjie , my Dutie : :

Mnd my fpeech, to Beggeyour Tar dons. Jfyou lookefor a

good speech notify on amdoe me For what Ibaue tofay, is :

ofmine owne making : and what ( indeed) Ifhould fay y %ili

(I doubt ) prooue mine owne marring. But to the Turpofe,
and fo to the Venture • Be it knowne to you (as it is <i)ery

ttell) I was lately heere in the end of a difpleafing Tlay > to pray your Tatience
for it, and to promifeyou a Better : Ididmeane ( indeede ) to pay you tlnth this,

trhich if (like an ill Venture) it come unluckily home,Ibreakc ; andyou, my gen*

tie Creditors lofe. Heerelpromijl yon I would be, and heere I commit my Bodie
to your Mercies : Bate mefeme, and I will-pay youfeme, audios mofe 'Debtors do)
promifeyou infinitely. N
'

Jfmy Tongue cannot entreate you to acquit me : command me to njfe

trillyou

my Legges ? Andyet that were but light payment, to Dance out ofyour debt: But
a good (JonfFence, will make any pofsible fatisfaElion , andJo trill I. All the Gen *
tlewomen heere, haue forgiuen me, ifthe Gentlemen trill not, then the Gentlemen
do not agree with the Gentlewowen, which tras neuerfeene before, in fuch an Afe

fembly.
One word more, Ibefeechyou : ifyou be not too much cloid with Fat Mcat'e,
our humble Author will continue the Story (trith Sir lohn in it) and make you
merry , trith faire Katherine of France : trhere
(
for any thing I knots?) Fal-
ftaffe frail dye ofa fweat, rvnleffe already he be kill’d with your hard Opinions
For Old-Caftle dyed a Martyr , and this is not the man. My Tongue is Trearie,
when my Legs are too, 1 wik bidyougood night-, andfe kneele downe before you:
But (indeed) to pray for the Queene.

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^^King Hearythe Fourth;

_ Prince Henry ^ afterwards
Vncicc hhn &t Lancafter. 7
Crowned King Henrit the Fifr
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Humphrey of Glouccfter. >Sonnes to Henry the Fourth,& brethren to Henry 5.
Thomas of Clarence. j 1

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Northumberland. jVU'.t W Vo\b\ 1 ‘VV: t^8l t. Vi' • '

The Arch ByfhopofYorke.

•J.EAvAsvj' Vv{ywv. '
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Mowbray.
Haftings. Oppoficcs againft King titnne the
Lord Bardolfc. j’Fourth.
Trauers.
Mprton. ;T
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Coleuilc.
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Warwicke. Pointz.
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Wcftmerland. . FalftafFc.

Surrey. >Ofthe Kings

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Bardolphe. Irregular

Gowrc. Partie. Piftoll. Humorifts.

Harecourt. Peto.
Lord Chiefeluftice. _
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Shallow. 7 Both Country ' '

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Silence. Jluftices.
D.auie,Seruant to Shallow. Northumberlands Wife.
Drawers
Phang,and Snare, 2 .Sericants Percies Widdow.
Beadles.
Mouldic. HoftefTc Quickly.
Groomes
Otoomes
Shadow. Doll Tear e-fhecte.
Wart. % Country Soldiers Epilogue.
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Life of Henry
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the Flit.

Enter Prologue.
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Fora cMufe of Fire, that mould afcend Onyour imaginarie Forces works.
\^/ The brightefl He.wen of Inuentisn : Suppofe within the Girdle of thefe Walls
A Kingdome for a Stage, Princes to Act, Are now confin'd two mightie Monarchies ,
Ar.d tJALonarchs to behold the feeding Scene. Whofe high, vp -reared, and abutting Fronts,
Then jlould the Warlike Harry, like himfclf?, The persllotes narrow Ocean parts afunder,
Affume the Port of Mars, and at his heeles Teece out our tmperfetlions with your thoughts

( Leafht in, like Hounds') (hould Famine,

S'.vord, and. Fire Into a thoufand parts diuide one Man,
Crouch for employment, hut par don, Gentles all: And make imaginarie Puiffance.
Theflat vnrayfed Spirits, that hath d.ar'd, ihinke when we talke of Horfes, that jots fee thenu
On this vnvuorthy Scaffold to bring forth,
Printing their prowd Hoofes ith ’ rccetumg £arth :
So great an Obiett. Can this Cock Pit hold For tis your thoughts that now muff dec 1^ our Kings
,

The vajhe fields of France l Or may we cramme Carry them here and there : lumping o’re Times ;
Within this Woodden 0 , the very Cashes Turning th' accomplifoment of many y ceres
That did affright the Ayr e at Agincourt ? Into an Howre.glaffe for the which fispplie
:

0 pardon : fince a crocked Figure may Admit me Chorus to this Hi si one ;

Atteft in little place a Million, Who Prologue-like, your humble patience pray,
And let vSjCyfhers to this great Accomft, Gently to heave, kindly to iudge our Flay . Exit.

(t/fchis Trimus . Scocna Trim a.

Enter the two htfhops of Canterbury and Ely. Btfb. Cant. The King is full of grace, and fairc rc-
gard.
hifh. Cant. Bifh.Ely. And a true Iouer of the holy Church.
Lord,lle tell you, that felfe Bill is vrg’d, Bifh.Cant. The courfes of his youth promis’d it not.
th’clcuechyerc ofyhft Kings reign
in The breath no loonerlefc his Fathers body.
jsp k* l|g|\Vas like,and had indeed againft vspaft, But that his wildnelfe, mortify ’d in him,
that the lcambling and vnquiet time Seem’d to dye too yea, at that very moment,
:

Did pulh ic out of farther queftion. Confideration like an Angell came,

htfh.Ely. But how piy Lord fhall we refill it now? And whipt th’offending Adam out of him
hijh.Cant. It mull be thought on: if it paflc againft ys. Leauing his body as a Paradife,
We loofe the better hilfe of our PofTeffion : T’inuelop and containeCeleftiall Spirits.
For all the Temporall Lands, which men dcuout Neuer was fuch a fodaine Scholler made:
By Tcdament hauc giuen to the Church, Neuer came Reformation tn a Flood,
Wouldthey drip from vs; being valu’d thus. With fucha heady currance fcowring faults:
As much as would maintainc,to theKings honor. Nor neuer Hidra- headed Wilfulncfle
Full fifteene Earles, and fifeeene hundred Knights. So foone did loofe his Seat ;
and all at once j
Six thoufand and two hundred good Efquires : As in this King.
And to rcliefc of Lazars, and wcake age Bifh.Ely. We are blcffed in the Change.
Of indigent faint Soules, pad corporal! toyle, Bifh (fant. Heare him but leafomnDiuinitic;
A hundred Almes-houfes,nghc well fupply'd : And all-admiring, with an inward wiili
And to the Coffers of the King befide, You would defire the King were made a Prelate
A thoufand pounds by th’yeerc Thus runs the Bill. Hcarc him debate of Common-wealth Affaires;
htfh.Ely. This would drinke deepe. You would fayyc hath been all in all his ffudy
h’Po.Cant. ’Tviou\d drinke the Cup and all. Lift his dtlcourfe of Warre; and you fhall heare
hifh.hly. But what preuention ? A fcarefull Battailc rendred you in Mufique.
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7° The Life ofHenry the Fift.

T urne him to any Caufe of Pollicy,
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The Gordian Knot of it he will vnloofe. Enter two "Bifltops.

Familiar as his Garter: that when he fpeakes, B. Cant:God and his Angels guard your facrcd Throne,
The Ayrc.a Charter’d Libertine, is ftill. And make you long become it.
And the mute Wonder Iurkech in mens eares, King. Sure we thankc you.
To fteale his-ffteet-and-bonyed S'cntenccs; My learned Lord,we pray you to-proceed,
So thac the Art and Pratique parr of Life, And iuffly and religioufly vnfold,
Muft be the Miftrefi’eto thisTircoriciue. Why the Law Saltky, that they haue in France,
Which is a wonder how his Grace fhould gleane it. Or fhould or fhould not barre vs in our Clayme
Since his addition was to Couries vaine, And God forbid,my dcare and faithfull Lord,
His Companies vnletter’d. rode, and {hallow, Thac you fhould fafhion,wreft ,or bow your reading^
His Houres fill’d vp with Ryots, Banqaets,Sports; Or nicely charge your vnderffanding Soule,
And neucr noted in him any fludie. With opening Titles mifereate, whofe right
Any retyrement, any fequeftr3tion, Sutes not in natiuc colours with the truth :

From open Haunts and Popularitie. For God doth know, how many now in health,
B .Ely. The Strawberry growes vnderneath the Nettle, Shall drop their blood,in approbation
And holcfome Berryes thriue and ripen beft. Of what your reuerence fhall incite vs to.
Neighbour’d by Fruit of bafer qualitie Therefore take heed how you impawne our Perfon,
And fo the Prince obfeur’d his Contemplation How you awake our Beeping Sword ofWarre;
Vnder the VeylcofWildne{Te,vvriich(no doubt) We charge you in the Name of God take heed ;

Grew like the Summer Grade, fafleft by Night, For neuer two fuch Kingdcmes did contend,
Vnfeene,yec creffiue in his facultie. Without much fall of blood, whofe guiltlefle drops
SB. Cant. It muff be fo; for Miracles arc ce3ff : Arc eucry one, a Woe, a fore Complaint,
And therefore we muff needes admit the meancs. ’Gainft him, whofe wrongs giucs edge vnto the Swords,
How things are perfedfed. That makes fuch wafte in briefe monalitie.
B. Ely. But my good Lord Vnder this Coniuration/peake my Lord :
How now for mittigation of this Bill, For vve will heare,note,and beleeue in heart.
Vrg’d by the Commons ? doth his Maieflie That whac you fpeake.is in your Gonfciencc vvafhr,
Incline to it, or no? As pure as fume with Baptifme.
HefeemesindifTerent SB. (fan. Then heareme gracious Soueraign,& yocPecrs,

Or rather fwaying more vpon our part. That owe your felues, your Jiues, and feruices, •

Then cherifhing th’exhibiters againft vs: To this Impcriall Throne. There isnobatre
For I haue made an offer to his Maieflie, T o make againft your Highneffe Clayme to France,
Vpon our Spirituall Conuocation, But this which they produce from Pharamond,
And in regard of Caufes now in hand. In terr am Salic am M niter es ne (uccedaul,
Which I haue open’d to his Grace at large, No Woman fhall fucceed in S alike Land :

As touching France, to giuca greater Summe, Which Salike Land, the French vnjuftly gloze
Then cuer at one time the Clcrgic yet To be che Realms of France, and Pharamond
Did to his Prcdeceffors part withall. 1 he founder of this L3\v, and Female Barre.
B. Sly. How did this offer lccme receiu’d,my Lord ^
Yet their ow ne Authors faithfully affirmc,
B.Canu With good acceptance of his Maieilie That the Land Salike is in Germanic,
Saue that there was not timb enough to heare. •> tweene the Flouds of Sala and of Elue :

As I perceiu’d his Grace would faine haue done, Where Charles the Great hauing fubdu’d the Saxons,
The feueralls and vnbidden paffages There leic behind and fettled certaine French :

Of his true Titles to fome certainc Dukedomes, Who holding in difdaine the German Women,
And generally, to the Crowne 3nd Seat of France, For fome ciifhoneft manners of their life,

Deriu’d from Edward, his great Grandfather, Eftabkfht then this Law ; to wit, No Female
SB. Ely. What was th’impedimcnt that broke this off? Should be Inheritrix in Salike Land :

The French Hmbaffadorvpon that inftant

13. Cant. Which Salike (as I laid)’twixc Elue and Sala,
Crau’d audience ; and the howrc I thinke is come. Is ar this day inGcrmanie, call’d Aleifen.
To giue him hearing : Is it foure a Clock ? Then doth ic well appeare, the Salike Law
r
B. Ely. Ic is. Was not deuifed for the Realme of France
SB.ffant.Then goc wc in, to know his Embaflie: Nordid the French pofTcflc the Salike Land,
Which could with a ready gueffe declare.
I Vntill foure hundred one and twentie yeercs
Before the Frenchman fpeake a word of it. After defuncHon of King Pharamond
B.Eiy. lie wait vpon you,and I long to heare it. Idly fuppos’d the founder of this Law,
Exeunt. Who died within the yeere of our Redemption,
Enter the King t Hamfrey, "Bedford, Clarence , Foure hundred twentie fix: and Charles the Great
Warwick, Wcsimir'iand, and Exeter.
,
Subdu’d the Saxons, and did feat the French
King. Where is my gracious Lord of Canterbury Beyond the Riucr Sala, in the yeere
Exeter. Not here inprelencc. Eight hundred fiue. Befides, their W riters fay,

King. Send for him, good Vnckle. King Pepin, which depofed Childertke ,

Wejtm Shall we call in th’Ambafrador,my Liege? Did as Hcirc Generali, beiifg defeended
King. Not yet, my Coufin: we would be refolu’d. Of Blithtld, which was Daughter to King Clothair,
Before we heare him,of fome things of weight, Make Clayme and Title to the Crowne of Fi ance.
That taske our thoughts, concerning vs and France. Hugh Capet alfo,who vfurpt the Crowne
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Of Charles the Duke of Loraine.folc Heire male King. We muft not onely armc nnuade the French
Of the true Line and Stock of Charles the Great But lay downe our proportions, tc defend
To find his Title with fome fticwes of truth, Againlt the Scot, who will make roade vpon
vs
Though in pure truth it was corrupt and naught, With all aduantages.
Conuey’d himfelfe as th’Heire to th' Lady Lingart,
Bifh.Can. They ofthofe Marche*, gracious Soucrai*n
Daoghcer to Cbarlemaine, who was the Sonne Shall be a Wall fufficient to defend
To Lewes the Emperour,and Lewes the Sonne Our in-land from the pilfering Borderers.
Of Charles the Great: alfo King Lewes the Tenth King. Wc do not roeanc the courfmg fnatchcrs
Who was foie Heire to the
onely
Vfurper Capa, But feare the maine intendment of the Scot
Could not keepe quiet in his confeience Who hath been ftill a giddy neighbour to vs;
Wearing the Crowne of France/till fati’sfied, Fo you ftiall rcsdc.chat my great Grandfather
That faire Queenc Ifabel,h\s Grandmother, Neuer went with his forces into France,
Was Lineall of the Lady Ermengare, But that the Scot, on his vnfurmfht Kingdome,
Daughter to Charles the forefaid Duke of Loraine Cime pouring like theTydc into a breach.
By the which Marriage, the Lyne of Charles the Great With ample and brim fulnefTe of his force,
Was re-vnited to the Crowne of France. Galling the gleaned Land with hot Affayes,
So, chat as cleare as is the Summers Sunne, Girding with gticuous ficge,Cattles and
King Tepins Title,and Hugh Capets Chyme*,
Townes
That England being emptie of defence,
King Lewes his fatisfattion, all appeare Ha h ftiooke and trembled atth’ill neighbourhood.
To hold in Right and Title of the Female B.Cau. She hath bin the more fear’d the
harm’d, my Liege;
So doe the Kings of France vnto this dav. F01 icarc her but exampl'd by her felfe, &
Howbcitjthey would hold vp this Sahque Law, When all her Cheualrie hath been in France,
To barre your Highneffc clayming from the Female, And fhee a mourning Widdo w of her Nobles,
And rather chufe to hide them in a Net, Shee hath her felfe not onely well defended.
Then amply to imbarre their crooked Titles, But raken and impounded as a Stray,
Vfurpt from you and your Progenitors.
} he King of S cots: whom
fhee did fend to France,
KmS‘ M> y 1 Wlth r 'g h c confeience make this claim? To fill King Edwards fame with prifoner Kings, *

BtJh.Cant. The finnevpon my head.dread Souerabmc: And make their Chronicle as rich with pray fe.
For in the Booke of Numbers is it writ. As is the Owfe and bottome of the Sea
When the man dyes, let the Inheritance With funken Wrack,and fum-leffe Treafuries.
Defcen 3 vnto the Daughter. Gracious Lord,
Bifh.Elj. But there’s a faying very old
and true.
your owne,vnwiud your bloody Flagge,
Stand for
& * If thatjou will France win, then with Scotland fl begirt.
Looke back into your niightie Anceftors fir
: For once the Eagle (England) being in prey.
Goe my dread Lord, to your great Grandfires
Tombe, To her vnguarded Neft,the Weazcll (Scorj
From whom you chyme; inuoke his Warlike
Spirit, Comes fncaking,and fo fucks her Princely Egoes,
And yoiy Great Vnckles,£<AW the Black
Prince * Playing the Moufe in abfence of the Car,
Who on the French ground play’d a Tra^edie Totameand hauockcmorethcn fhecaneate.
*
Making defeat on the full Power of France:
Exet. It followcs theu, the Cat muft flay at
Whiles his mod mightie Father on a Hill
home.
Yet that )s but a crufh’d necefsity.
Stood fmiling,to behold his Lyons Whelpe Sincewe haue lockes to faf-gard neceflaric*.
Forrage in blood of French Nobilitie.
And pretty traps to catch the petty theeues.
0 Noble Englifh.that could entertaine
While that the Armed hand doth’fight abroad,
With halfe their Forces, the full pride of
France Th aduifed head defends it felfe at home:
And let another halfe Band laughing by,
For Gouernmenr, though high, and low, and
All out of worke,and cold for lower.
a<ft ion.
r Put into parts, doth keepe in one confent,
Awake remembrance of thefe valiant dead,
BiJh.
Congreeing in a full and natural ciofe.
And with your puiflant Armc renew their
Feats * Like Muficke.
You arc their Heire, you fit vpon their
Throne : Cant. Therefore doth hcauendiuide
The Blood and Courage that renowned
them, The ftate of man in diuers
Runs in yourVeines: and my
fun&ions.
thrice-puiffanc Liege Setting endeuour in continual motion:
Ii in the very May-Mornc of his Youth, T o which is fixed as an ayme or butt.
Ripe for Exploits and mightie Entcrprifes.
Obedience: for l’o worke the Hony Bee*,
Ext. Your Brother Kings and Monarch* of the
Earth Creatures that by 3 rule in Nature teach
L>ocalI cxpedl.char you fhould
rowfc you? felfe, T ne A£t of Order to a peopled Kingdomeo
Ai did the former Lyons of your
Blood. (might; They haue a King, and Officers of forts,
W'[tThey know.your Grace hath caufe,and
meansfand Where lomc like Magiftrates correft at home:
Sohath your HighnelTc neuer King of England
:
Others, like Merchants vcnterTrade abroad:
oblcs ncher > anf< more loyall SubiedTs,
vvu ^ hearts haue
VV hofe
Others,likc Souldiers armed in their ftings.
lefe bodyes here in England
their
Make boote vpon the Summers Veluet buddes:
And lye pauillion’d in the fields
of France. Which pillage,they with merry march bring home
TStfr.Can. O let their bodyes follow
my deare Liege TotheTent-royal oftheirEmperor
)

With Bloods and Sword and Fire.co :

n ayde whereof,
win your Right : Who bufied in his Maicfties furueyes
we of the Spiricualtie The finging Mafons building roofes ofGold,
Will rayfe your HighncfTe luch a mightie Sumrne,
As neuer did theClergie
The ciail Citizens kneading vp the hony *
at one time Thcpoore Mechanicke Porters, crowding in
Bring in to any of your Anceftors.
Their heauy burthens at his narrow gate
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hurame, That all the Courts of France will be difturb'd
The fad-ey’d Iuftice with his furly

Deliuering ore to Executors pale With Chaccs* And we vnderftand him well.
The lazie yawn'mgDrone I this inferre,
:
How he comes o’rc vs with our wilder dayes.

That many things h3uing full reference Not meafuring what vfe we made of them.
To one confent, may worke contrarioufly, W e neuer valcw’d this poorc fcate of England,

As many Arrowesloofed feuerall wayes

And therefore liuing hence, didgiue our felfe
Come to one marke as many wayes meet in one towne,
:
To barbarous licenie As’tis euer common.
:

That men arc merrieft, when they arc from home.

As many frefh ftream es meet in one fait fea
Burrell the ‘Dolphin, I willkeepemy State,
As many I.yncs dole in the Dials center
Somay once a footc,
a thoufatid actions « Be like a King, and fliew my fayleotGreatnefTe,
And in one purpofc, and be all well borne When I do rowfe me in my Throne of France.
For that I haue layd by my Maieftie,
Without defeat. Therefore to France, my Liege,
Diuide your happy England into tourc.
And plodded like a man for working dayes
Whereof, take you one quarter into France, But 1 will rife there with fo full a glorie.
That I will dazlc all the eyes of France,
And you withall fhall make all Gallia (Fake.
Yei ftrike the Dolphin blinde to lookc on vs.
If we with thrice fuch powers left at home.
Cannot defend our o wne doores from the dogge.
And tell the plealant Prince, this Mocke of his
Hath turn’d hisballcs to Gun-ftones, and his foule
Let vs be worried, and our Nation lofc
Shall ftand fore charged, for the waftefull vengeance
The name of hardineffe and policie.

King. Call in the Meffcngcis fent from the

Dolphin. That fhall five with them : for many a thouland widows
Gods helpe Shall this his Mocke, mocke out of their deer hnsbands;
Now are we well refolu’d, and by
Mocke mothers from their fonnes,mock Caftlcs dowue:
And yours, the noble finewes of our power,
And fome are yet vngotten and vnborne,
France being ours, wet 1 bend it to our Awe,
That fhal haue caufe to cuifc the Dolphins fcorne.
Or breakc it all to pccccs. Or there wec’l fit,
But this lyes all within the wil of God,
(Ruling inlargc and ample Emperie,
Ore France, and all her (almoft) Kingly Dukcdomes) To whom I do appeale, and in whofe name
Or lay thefe bones in an vnworthy Vrne, 1 e! you the Dolphin, I am comming on.
Tomblefle, with no remembr nice oucr them :
To venge me as I may, and to put forth
Either our Hiftory fliall with lull mouth
My rightfull hand in a wel-hallow’d caufe.
Speakc freely of our Ads, or clle our graue
So get you hence in peace And tell the Dolphin,
:

haue a tonguelelfe mouth, His left will fauour but of (hallow wit,
Like Turkifli mute, fliall

Notworfhipt with a waxen Epitaph. When thoufands weepe more then did laugh at it.
Enter jimbajfadors ofFrance. Conucy them with fate conduct. Fare you well.
Exeunt Ambajfadors,
Now are we well prepar d to know the p.caiutc
we heore, Exe. This was a merry MelTage.
Of our faire Cofin Dolphin : for
not from the King. King. We hope to make the Sender blufla at it
Your greeting is from him,
Therefore, vny Lords, omit no happy howre,
^

May t pleafe your Maidhe tc giuc vs leauc

That may eiue furth’rance to our Expedition
Freely to render what we h 2 ue in charge :

For we haue now no thought in vs but France,

Or fliall we fparingly fliew you tarre off
Saue thofe to God,th3t runne before our bufinefic.
The Dolphins meauing, and our Etnbafsie.
Therefore letour proportions for thefe Warres
King. We are no Tyrant, but aChriftianKing,
all things thought vpon,
as lubicCt Be foone colled, and
Vnto wliofe grace our pafsion is
That may with reasonable fwiftneffe adde^
As is our wretches tettred in our prifons, God before,
plainnelTe,
.

More Feathers to our Wings : for

Therefore with franke and with vneutbed
Wce’le chide this Dolphin at his fathers doore.
Tell vs the Dolphins amide.
Therefore let euery man now taske his thought.
uimb. Thus than in few:
YourHighnefle lately fending into France, That this faire A&ion may on foot be brought. Extant.

Did claimc fome ccrtainc Dnkedonies, in the right

Flourtfh. Enter Chorw .
Of your great Predcccffor,King Edward the ctiird.
In anfvver of which claimc, the Prince our
Mafter Now all the Y outh of England arc on fire.
Saves, that yon fauourtoo much of your
youth, And filken Dalliance in the W ardrobe lyes

And bids you be aduis d : There’s nought in France,

Now Honors thought
thriue the Armorers, and

nimble Galhard worine ; Reignes folely in the breaft of euery man.

That can be with a
They fell the Pafturc now, to buy the Horfe;
You cannot reuell into Dukedomes there.
Following the Mirror of all ChriftianKings,
He therefore fends you meeter for your fpirit
With winged heeles,as Englifh Mercuries.
This Tun of Trcafure; and in lieu of this.
For now Expectation in the Ayre,
you let the dukcdomes that you claime
fits
Defires
And hides a S word,from Hilts vnto the Point,
Heare no mote of you. This the Dolphin fpeakes.
What Treafure Vncle ?
With Crowncs Impcriall, Crownes and Coronets,
King.
Promis’d to Harry, and his followers.
£v«v Tennis balles, my Liege.
are glad the Dolphin is fo pieafant with vs,
The French aduis o by good intelligence
Km, We
His Prefent, and your paines we thankeyou for : Of this moft dreadfull preparation,
Shake in their feare,and with pale Pollicy
When we haue matchc our Rackets to thefe Bades, j

Secke to diuert the Englifh purpofes.

We will in France (by Gods grace) play a fet,
England: Modell to thy inward Grcatnefie,
Shall If nke his fathers Crownc into the hazard.
O
Tell him, he hath made a match with fuch a W rangier. Like little Body withamightie Heart:
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The Life ofHenry the Lift,

What mightft thou do, that honour would thcc do, Pifi. Pifh for thee, Ifland dogge thouprickeard cur
:

Were all thy children kinde and naturall of Illand.

But fee, thy fault France hath in thee found out, Hofi. Good Corporall Nym fhew thy valor, and put
A neft of hollow boiomes, which he fillcs vp your fword.
With treacherous Crownes, and three corrupted men: Nym. Will you fhogge off? I would haue you folus.
One, Richard Earle of Cambridge, and the fecond Ptfi. Solus, egregious dog ? O Viper vile ; The iolus
Henry Lord Scroope of cJldafham, and the third in thy moft meruailous face, the folus in thy teeth, and
Sir Thamat Grey Knight of Northumberland, in thy throatc, and in thy hatefull Lungs, yea in thy Maw

Haue for theGilt ofFrance (O guilt indeed) perdy ; and which is worfe, within thy naftie mouth. 1
Co«i|irm’d Confpita'cj'wiih feare f u!l France, do retort the folus in thy bowels, for I can take, and Pi-
Annoy their hands, this grace of Kirrgs muft dye. fiels cocke is vp, and flafhing fire will follow.
if Helland Treafon bold their promifes, Nym. I am not Barbafon , you cannot ccniure mee : I

Erehe takefhip for France ; and in Southampton. haue an humortoknockeyou indifferently well Ifyou :
*

Linger your patience on, and wee’l digeft grow fowle with me Piftoll, I will fcoure you with my
Th’abul'c of d fiance; force a play Rapier, as 1 may, in fayre tearmes. Ifyou would walkc
The fumme is payde, the Traitors 3rc agreed. off, I would pricke your guts a little in good tearmes, as

The King is let from London, and the Scene Imay ,and that’s the humor ofit.
Is now tranfported (Gentles) co Southampton/ Ptft. OBraggard vile, and damned furious wight.
There is the Play-houfe now, there mull you fit. The Graue doth gape, and doting death is ncere,
And thence to France fhall we conuey you fafe, Therefore exhale.
And bring you backe Charming the narrow feas
: Bar. Hesre me, he arc me what I fay: Heethat ftrikes
To giue you gentle Paffe : for if we may, the firft ftroake, lie run him vp to the hilts, as I am a fol-
Wee'l not offend one ftomacke with our Play. dier.
But till the King come forth.and not till then, Pifi. An oath of mickle might, and fury fhall abate.
Vfito Southampton do we (Lift our Scene, Exit Giue me thy lift, thy forc-toote to me giue Thy fpirites ;

arc moft tall.

Enter C orporall Nym, and Lieutenant Bardolfe. Nym. I willcutthy throatc one time or other in faire
'Bar. Well met Corporall Nym. termes, that is the humor ol it.

Nym. Good morrow Lieutenant Bardolfe. Pifioll. is the word. Idefietheea-

Couple a gorge, that
Bar. What, are Ancient Pifioll and you friends yet ? gainc.O hound of Cteet, think’ftrhou my fpoufc to get ?
Nym. For my part, I care not I lay little: but when : No, to the fpittlc goc, and from the Poudring tub ofin-
time fhall ferue, there fhall be fmiles, but that fhall be as famy, letch forth the Lazar Kite of Crejfids kinde, DoR
it may. I dare not fight, but I will winke and holde out Teare-Jheete,Chc by panic, and herefpoule. I haue, and I
mineyron :it is a fimplc one, but what though? (twill will hold the Quondam Qu.ckely for the oncly ftice : and
tofte Cheel’e, and it will endure cold, as another mans Patten, there’s enough to go to.
fword will and there’s an end.
: Enter the Boy.
Bar. I will bellow a breakfafl to make you friendes, Boy. Mine Hoaft ?</?<?//, you muft come to my May-
and wee’l bee all three fworne brothers to France Let t : fter, and your Hofteffe:He is very ficke,& would to bed.

be fo good Corporall Nym. Good Bardolfe, put thy face betweene his fheets, and do
NymJEdwhyl will liue fo long as I may, that’s the cer- the Office of a W arming-pan : Faith, he’s very ill.

taincof it : and when I cannot liue any longer, I will doe Bard.Away you Rogue.
as I may : That is my reft, that is therendeuous ot it. Hofi. By my troth he’l yeeld the Crow a pudding one
Bar. It is ccrtaine Corporall, that he is marryed to of thefe dayes: the King has kild his heart. Good Hul-
Netl Qxickty, and certainly fhe did you wrong, for you band come home prefently. Exit
were troth-pl'ght to her. Bar. Come, fhall I make you two friends. Wee muft
Nym. 1 cannot relh Things muft be as they may :men to France together:why the diuel fliould we keep kniues
may fLepe, and they may haue their throats about them to cut one anothers throats ?

at that time, and lome lay, kmues haue edges It muft :

Pft. Let floods ore-fwcll, and fiends for food howle
be as it may, though patience be a tyred name, yetfhre on. i

will plodde, there muft be Cenclufions, well, 1 cannot Nym. You’lpay methe eighc ftiillingsl won of you
tell. at Betting?
Enter Pifioll, & Quickly. ‘Tift. Bafe is the Slaue that payes.
Bar. Hecrecomes Ancient Pfioll and his wife: good Nym. That now I wil haue: chat’s the humor ofir.
Corporall be patient hecre. How now mine Hoaftc Pi- Pfi. As manhood dial compound :ptifh home. Draw
fioll? Bard. By this fword., heethat makes the firft thruft,
Ptft. Bafe Tyke, cal’ft thou mee Hofte, nowbythis lie kill him By this fword,! wil.
:

hand I fwcarc I fcornc the terme nor fhall my Nel keep: Pi. Sword is an Oath,& Oaths muft haue their courfe
Lodgers. Bar. Coporall Nym,&c thou wilt be friends bfc trends,
Ho(l. No by my troth, not long: For wc cannot lodge and thou wilt not, why then be enemies with me to:pre*
and board a dozen or fourteene Gentlewomen that hue thee put vp.
honcftly by the pricke of their Needles, but it will bee Pfi. A Noble (halt thou haue, and prefent pay, and
thought vve kcepe a Bawdy-houfe ftraighc. O wclliday Liquor likewife will I giue to thee, and friendfhippc
Lady,ifhcbenot hcvvncnow, we fliall Ice wilful adulte- fhr.ll combync, and brotherhood. lie liue by Nymmefii.

ry and murther committed. Nymme fhall liue by me, is not this iuft ? For I dial Sue
Bar. Good Lieutenant. good Corporal offer nothing ler be vnto thoCampe, and profits will accrue.Giuc mcc
heere. Nym. Pilh. thy hand.
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Nym. Iflrallhaucmy Nobic? Cam. SomayyourHighneflc,and yetpunifiuoo.

Tift. In cafh, moft iuftly payd. Grey. Sir,you {hew great mercy if you giue him
life
Njm. Well, then that the humor of'e. After the caftc of much correction.
Enter tfoftefte. King. A las, your too much loue and care oftne,
lioft, As cuer you come of women, come in quickly Aie hcauy Orifons ‘gainft this poore wretch:
to fa John: A poore heart, hec is fo fhak’d of a burning If little faults proceeding on diffemper.
quotidian Tertian, that it is moll lamentable to behold. Shall not be wink’d at, how {hall we ftrctch our eye
Sweet mert, come to him. When capitall crimes, chew’d, fwallow’d, and digefted,
Nym. The King hath run bad humors on the Knight, Appeare before vs ? W
ee’l yet inlarge that man.

that’s the euen of it. Though Cambridge , Scroope and Gray, in their deerc care
Tift. Nym, thou haft fpoke the right, his heart is fra- And tender prcicruation of our perfon
med and corroborate. Wold haue him pumfh’d. And row to our French caufes
Nym. The King is a good*King, but it rnuft bee as it Who are the late Commiffioncrs ?

may he pafies lorne humors, and carreercs.

: Cam. I one my Lord,
Pift. Let vs condole the Knighr,for (Lambekins)wc Your Highncffc bad me aske for it to day.
will liue. Scro. So did you me my Liege,
Enter Exeter Bedford,
, &
Weft mer land. Gray. And I my Royall Soueraigne.
‘Bed Fore God his Grace
bold to truftthefc traitors
is A/tfy.Thcn Richard Earle ot Cambridge, there is yours:
Exe. They (hall be apprehended by and by. There yours Lord Scroope ofCMaJham t and Sir Knight
Weft. How fmooth and eucn they do bear thcmfclucs. Gray of Northumberland, this fame is yours
As if allegeance in their bofomes fate Reade them, and know 1 know your worthinefle.
Crowned with faith, 3nd conftant loyalty. My Lord otweftmerland, and Vnkle Exeter,
Bed. The King haLhnote of all that they intend, We will aboord to night. Why how now Gentlemen?
By interception, which they dreame not of. What ice you in thofe papers, that you loofe
Exe: Nay, but the man that was his bedfellow, So much complexion ? Looke ye how they change
Whom he hath dull’d and cloy'd with gracious fatiours 7 heir cheekes are paper. Why, what reade you there,
That he fhould for a forraigne purfe, fo fell That haue fo covvardcd and cliac’d your blood
His Soueraignes life to death and treachery. Out of apparanec.
Sound Trumpets. Cam. i do confefle my fault,
Enter the King, Scroope , Cambridge , and Cray. And do fubmit me to your Highncfle mercy,
King. Now (its the winde faire, and vve will aboord. Cray. Scro. T o which vve all appealc.
My Lord ot Cambridge, and my kindc Lord of "Majham, King. The mercy that was quickeiu vs but late,
And you my gentle Knight, giue me your thoughts: By v our ownc counfaile is fuppreft and kill’d :

Thinke you not that rhepowres webcare with vs You muft not dare (for fhame j to taike of mercy.
Will cut their paflage through the force of Fraiue ? For ycur owue reafons turne into your bofomes,
Doing the execution, and the 3<fte, As dogs vpon their maifters, worrying you :

For which we haue in head aflembled them. See you my Princes, and my Noble Pceres,
Scro. No doubt my Liege, ifeach man do hisbeft. Theic Englifh monfters : My Lord otCambridge heerc,
Ktng. I doubc not that, fince vve arc well perfwaded You know how apt our loue was, to accord
We carry not a heart with vs from hence, Tofurnifh with all appertinencs
That growes not in a faire confent with ours: Bclongingto his Honour ; and this man,
Not leaue not one bchinde, chat doth net vvifh Hath for a few lightCrownes, lightly confpir’d
SuccdTe and Conqucft to attend on vs. And fwornc vnto the pradfifes ofFrance
Cam . Neuer was Monarch better fear’d and loud. To kill vs heerc in Hampton. To the which.
Then is your Maiefty there’s not I thinke a iubiefl
;
This Knight no bounty bound to Vs
lefle for

That fits in heart- greefe and vneafinefle Then Cambridge hath likewife fwoine. But O,
is,

Vnder the fweet fiiadc cfyour gouernment. What fhall 1 Lord Scroope, thou cruel!,
fay to thee

Kni. True: thofc that were your Fathers enemies, Jngratefull, fauage,and inhumane Creature ?
Haue ftcep’d their gauls in hony, and do ferue you Thou th3t didflbeare the key ofall my counfailes,
With hearts create of duty, and ofzeale. That knew ft the very bottome of my foule,
King. We therefore haue great caufc of thankfulnes. That (almoft J might’fl haue coyn’d me into Golde,
And fhall forget the office of our hand Would’ft thou haue praCf is’d on me, for thy vie ?
Sooner then quittance of defert and merit. May it be pofsiblc, that forraigne hyer
According to the weight and worthinefle. Could out of thee extract one tparke of euill
Scro. So feruice fhall with fteeled finewes toyle. That might annoy my finger ? ’Tis fo ftrange.
And labour fhall refrefh it felfe with hope That though the truth of it ftands off as grofle
( To do your Grace mediant ieruices. As blacke and white, my eye will Icarfcly fee it.
J
King. We Iudgc no Idle, Vnkle of Exeter, Treafon.and murther, euer kept together,
Inlarge the man committedyefterday. As two yoake diuels fwornc to cychers purpofe,
That rayl’d againftotir perfon: Weconfidcr W rking fo groflely in an naturall caufc.
It was exceffe of Wine that fet him on, That admiration did not hoope at them.
And on his more adtiice, We pardon him. Buc thou (gainft all proporuon) dtdft bring in
Scro. That’s mercy, but too mueh fccurity Wonder to waite on rreafon, and on murther :

Lee him bepunidi’d Soueraigne, lead example And whatfoeucr cunning fiend it was
Breed (by his luffcrancc) more of fuch akind. That wrought vpon thee fo prepofteroufly.
King- O let vs yet be mercifull. Hath got the. voyce in hell for excellence
Aod
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7*
And other diuels that fuggcft by treafons. You patience to inaure, and true
Repentance
Do botch and bungle vp damnation, Of all your deare offences. Beare them hence. Sait.
With patches, colours, and with formes being fetchr. Now Lords for France the enterprife whereof :

From glift’nng femblanccs of piety Shall be to you as vs, like glorious.

But he that temper’d thee, bad thee ftand vp, We doubt not of a faire and luckie Warre,
Gaue thee no inrtance why thou fhouldft do treafen, SinceGod fo gracioufly hath brought to light
Vnleffe to dub thee with the name of Traitor. This dangerous Tre3fon,lurking in our way.
If that fame Daemon that hath gull'd thee thus. To hinder our beginnings. doubt not now. We
Should with his Lyon-gare walke the whole world, But euety Rubbc is fmoothed on our way.
He might returne to vartieTartar backe, •
Then forth, dcarc Countreyrnen Let vs : dcliucr
And cell the Legions, can ncuer win
i Our Puiffancc into the hand ofGod,
A foule fo eafie as that Engliihmans. Putting it rtraight in expedition.
Oh, how half thou with iealoufic infetrted Chearely to Sea, the fignes of Warre 2 duance,
The fwcecncrte of affiance? Shew men dutiful!. No King of England, if not King of France. Flcurijh.
Why fo didrt thou ieeme they graue and learned
: ? Enter Pifioli.NimfBardolphfBoy and Elofieffe. }

Why lo didrt thou. Come they ofNoble Family ? Hoficffe. ’Pry thee honey fweet Husband. let me bring
Why fo didrt thou.Sectne they religious ? thee to Staines.
Why fo didrt thou. Or arc they IpSre in diet. Pifiod. No for my manly heart doth erne. Bardolph
’
:

Free from grofie pafsion, or of mirth, or.anger,' beblythe: Afr«,rowfe thy vaunting Veioes: Boy,brifsle
Conrtant in fpiric, not (weruing with the blood, \thy Courage vp for Falfiaffe hec is dead, and wee murt
:

Garnifh’d and deck'd in modert complement, erne therefore.

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Not working with the eye,without the eare. "Bard. Would I were with him, wherefomere hee is,

And but in purged judgement trufting neither. eytherin Hcauen,orin Hell.

Such 3nd fo finely boulted didrt thou feeme: Hofiejfe . Nay fure,hee’s not in Hell bee’s in Arthurs :

And thusthy fall hath left a kinde ofhlor, Bofome,if euer man wenc to Arthurs Bofome a made a :

To make thee full fraught man,3nJ bell indued finer end,and went away and it had beene any Chrirtome

With fomefufpition, 1 will weepe for thee. Child: a parted eu’n iuft betwceneTwclueand'One,cu’n
For this reuolt ofthinc, me thinkesis like at the turning o’th’Tyde: for after I faw him fumble with
Another fall of Man. Their faults are open, the Sheets, and play with Flowers, and fmilc vpon his fin-
A rert them to the anfwcr of the Law, gers end,I knew there was bur oneway: for his Nofe was
And God acquit them of their pra&ifcs. as fharpe as a Pen. and a Table of greene fields. How now
Ext. Iarrertthee of High Treafon, by the name of Sh John (quoth I f ) what man ? be a good chcare foa :

Ricbs.rcl Earle of Cambridge . cryed out,God,God,God,three or foure times : now I,

I arreft thee of High Treafon, by the nameof Thomas to comfort him,bidhima fhould not think e ofGod; I
Lord Scroope of Lfl'farjbam hop’d there was no neede to trouble himfeife with any
I arrefi thee of High Treafon, by the name ofThomas fuch thoughts yet fo a bad me lay more Clothes on his
:

Grey, Knight of Northumberland. feet I put my hand into the Bed, and felt them, and they
:

Scro. Our purp ales, God iuilly hath difcoucr’d. were as cold as any ftone then I felt to his knees, and fo
:

And I repent my fault more then my death. vp-peer’d,and vpward,and all was as cold as any rtone,
Which I befecch your Highneffc to forgitieu Nim. They fay he cryed out of Sack.
Although my body pay the price of it. Hofiejfe. Ijthatadid.
Cam. For me, the Gold of France did not feduce,* Bard. And of Women.
Although I did admit it as a motiue, IJoftcJfe. Nay, that a did not.
The focner tocffcdl what I intended Boy. Yes that a did, and faid they were Deules incar-
But God be thanked for prcuencion, nate.
Which in fufferance heartily will reioycc, Woman. A could neucr abide Carnation, ’twas a Co-
Befeeching God, and you, to pardon mcc. lour he neuer lik’d.
Gray. Ncucr did faithfull fubiedl more reioyce Boy. A faid once, the Dcule would haue him about
At the difeouery of moil dangerous T reafon. Women.
Then 1 do at this houre ioy ore my feife, Hofiejfe. A did in fomc forc(indecd)handlc Women
Preucnted from a damned enterprize ; but then hec was rumatique, and talk’d of the Whore of
My fault, but not my body, pardon Soucraigne. Babylon.
King. God
quityouinhis mercviHcaryour fentence Boy. Doc you not remember a faw a Flea fticke vpon
You haue Our Royall perlon,
confpir’d agaimft Bardolphs Nofe,and a faid it was a blackc Soule burning
Ioyn’d with an enemy proclaim’d, and from his Coffers, in Hell.

Rcceyu’d the Golden Earned ofOurdcath : Bard. Well, the fuell is gone that maintain’d that fire:

Wherein you would haue fold your King tc/rtaughtcr, that’s all the Riches I got in his feruicc.

HisPrinces, and hisPeercs to feruitudc,» Nim. Shall wccfiiogg? thcKing will be gone from
His Subie&s toopprefsion, and contempt,! Southampton.
j

And his whole Kmgdomr into defolation : Ptfi. Come, let’s away. My Loue,giuc me thy Lippes
T ouching our perfon, fcckc we no reuenge. j
Looketomy Chatccls, and myMoucablcs Let Scnccs :

But wc
our Kingdomes fafecy uuirt fo tendci, i rule : The world is, none: for Oath^s
Pitch and pay: truft

Whofcruine you fought, that to her Lawcs i are Strawes, mens Faiths arc Wafer-Cakes. and hold-fart
We dodeliuer you. Get you therefore hence, I
is the onely Dogge: My Duckc, therefore Caueto bee

(Poore milerable wrctches)to your death: thy Counfailor. Goe, deare thy Chryftalls. Yoke-
jThc tarte whereof, God of his mercy giuc fcllowcs in Aimes ,
let vs to France ,
like Horfc-
leechcs
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j6 7 he Life ofHenry the Fift.

leeches myBo^es,to iucke, co fucke, the very blood to And hebred out of that bloodie ftraine.
is

fucke. That haunted vs in our familiar Pathes :

"Boy. . And that’s but vnwholefome food, they fay, Witnefic our too much memorable fhame,
Tift. Touch herfofc mouth, and march. WhenCrefly Battell fatally was ftrucke.
Eard. FarwellHoflefie. And all our Princes captiu’d.by the hand
Nim. I cannot kifie, that is the humor of it : but Of chat black 'Ksme Edward,bhck
} Prince of Wales:
adieu. Whiles Mountaint Sire, on Mountaine Handing
that his
Fift. Let Hufwifcric appeare: keepe dele, 1 thee Vp in the Ayre, crown’d with the Golden Sunne,
command. Saw his Heroicall Seed, and lrml’d to fee him
Hofteffe. Farwell: adieu. Exeunt Mangle the Workeof Nature,and deface
F/ourifh. ThePatternes,thatbyGod and by French Fathers
Enter the Trench Kingyhe Dolphuufhe Dukes Had ewentie yceres been made. This is a Stem
of Berry and Britain. Of thac Victorious Stock and let vs feare
:

A’Ag.Thus comes the Engli dr with full power vponvs. The Natiue mightinefle and fate of him.
And more then carefully it vs conccmcs, Enter a 'JMeffetigcr.
Toanfwer Royally in our defences. (jMeff. Embafladors from Harry King of England,
Therefore the Dukes of Berry and of Britaine, Doe craue admittance to your Maicflie.
Of Brabant and of Grleance^fhall make forth. Ktng- Wccic giue them prefent audience.
And you Prince Dolphin, with all fwift dilpatch Goe,and bring them.
To lyne and new repayre our Townes of Warre You lee this Chafe is hotly followed, friends.
With men of courage, and with meaner defendant: Dolphin.Turnehead,and ftoppurfuitifor coward Dogs
For England bis approaches makes as fierce, Mofl fpend their mouths, whe what they feem to threaten
As Waters to the lucking of a Guifc. Runs fan e before them. Good my Soueraigne
It fits vs then to be as prouident. Take vp the Englifh fhort, and let them know
As feare may teach vs, out of late examples
I
Of what a Monarchic you are the Head:
I Left by the fatall and negledlcd Englifti, Selfe-loue,my Liege, is not fo vile a finne,

J
Vpon our fields. '
As fclfe-negle£ting.
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Dolphin. My moll redoubted Father, Enter Exeter.
I It ,s rr-ofi meet we arme vs ’gainft the Foe King. From our Brother of England ?
ForPe^ce it fcife fhould not lo dull a Kingdome, Exe- From him,and thus he greets your Maieflle :

(Though War nor no knowne Quarrel were in queflion) He wills you in the Name of God Almightie,
But that Defences, Mufters,Preparations, That yoiuleuelt your felte and lay apart
Should be maintain’d, afiembled, and colicckd, The borrowed Glories,thac by gift ofHcauen,
As were a Wan e in expectation. By Law of Nature, and of Nations, longs
|
Therefore I fayftis meet we all goe forth, ,
•
To him and co his Heires, namely, the Crowne,
To view the fickand feeble parts of France And all wide-ftrccched Honors, that pertains
And let vs doe it with no fhew of fe3re* By Cuftome,and the Ordinance of Times,
No, with no more, then if we heard that England Vino the Crowne of France that you may know:

Were bulled with a Whitfon Morris-dance: ’Tis no fin;fter,nor no awk-ward Clay me,
^

For, my good Liege, fhee is fo idly King’d, Pickt from the worme-holcs of long-vanifht dayes,
Her Scepter fo phaiuaflically borne. Nor from the dtift of old Obliuion rakt.
By a vaine giddie (hallow humorous Youth, He fends you this rnort memorable Lyne,
That feare attends her not, In euery Branch truly demonftratiue
ConTi. O peace, P> nice Dolphin, Willing you ouer-looke this Pedigree
You are coo much miftakenKing : in this And when you find him eucnly denu’d
(Viefiion your Embafladors,
Grace the late From his mofl farn’d,offamous Anccflors,
W ith what great State he heard their Embdlie, Edward the third ; he bids you then refigne
ITow well fupply’d with Noble Counccllors, Your Crowne and Kingdome, indircclly held
How medeii; in exception ; and withal!, From him the Natiue and true Challenger.
How terrible in coiiftant resolution King. Or elfe what followes ?
And you (lull find,his Vanities fore-fpent. Exe. Bloody conflraint for if youhide the Crowne
:

Were but the out-lide of che Roman Brutus, Euen in your hearts, there will he rake for it.
Couering Difctetion with a Coat of Folly Therefore in fierccTempcfl is he comming.
As Gardeners doe with Ordure hide thofe Roots In Thunder and in Earth-quake, like a lone :

.
Thac (hall firft fpring,and be rnofl delicate. That if requiring faile, he will compell.
) Dolphin. VVellj’tis not lo,my Lord High Conftable. And bids you, in the Bowels of the Lord,

f But though wethinke it fo.it is no matter: Deliuer vp the Crowne,and to take mercie
In cafes of defenccfcis befi to weigh On the poorc Soules,for whom this hungry Warre
The Enemic more migb.tie then he feemes. Opens his vaftie Iawes:and on your head
So the proportipns of defence are fill’d : T urning the Widdowes T eares, the Orphans Cryes,
Which of a weake and niggardly protection, The dead-mens Blood, the priuy Maidens Groancs,
Doch like a Mifer fpoyle his Coat, with fcanting For Husbands, Fathers, and betrothed Louers,
A little Cloth. That fhall be fwallowed in this Controuerfic.
King. Thinke we King Harry flrong : This is hisClayrne,his Thrcatning,and my Mcflagc
And Princes, looke you ftrpngly arme to meet him. Vnlefle the Dolphin be in prefence here;
The Kindred of him hathbccnc flefht vponvs To whom expreflely I bring greeting to,
Kinrr. For
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King. For vs,we will confider of this further: With one appearin g Hayre,that will not follow
T o morrow (hall you beare our full intent Thefe cull’d and choyfe-drawne Caualiers to France?
Back to our Brother of England. Worke,workeyour Thoughts, and therein fee a Siege
Delph. For the Dolphin, Behold the Ordenance on their Carriages,
I ftand here for him: what to him from England ? With fatall rnouthes gaping on girded Harflew. •

Exe. Scorne and defiance, fleight regard,contempt. Suppofe th’Embaflador from the French comes back
And any thing that may not mif-become T ells Harry, That the King doth offer him
The mightie Sender, doth he prize you at. Katherine his Daughter,and with her to Dowrie,
Thus fayes my King:and if your Fathers Highneflc Some petty and vnprofitable Dukedomes.
Doe not,in graunt of all demands at large. The offer likes not and the nimble Gunner
:

Sweeten the bitter Mock you fenc his xMaieftie; With Lynftock now the diuellifh Cannon touches,
Hee’le call you to fo hot an Anfwer of it. Alarum.and Chambers goe cjf.
That Caues and Wombie Vaultages of France And downe goes all before them. Still be kind,
Shall chide your Trefpas, and rcturne your Mock And eech out our performance with your mind. Exit.
In lecond Accent of his Ordinance.
Dolph. Say: if my Father render faire returnc, Enter the King, Exeter , Bedford, and Glottceftcr ,
It is againft my will : for I delire Alarum: Scaling Ladders at Harflew.
Nothing but Oddes with England. King. Once more vnto the Breach,
To that end,as matching to his Youth and Vanitie, Deare friends, once more
J did prefent him with the Paris-Balls. Or clofe the Wall vp with our Englifli dead
Exe. Hee’le make your Paris Louer fnake for it. In Peace,there’s nothing fo becomes a man,
Were it the Miftrefle Court of mightie Europe: As modeft ftillne(fe,and humjhtie:
And be allur'd, you’le find a diff Yence, But when the blaft of Warrc blowes in oureares,
As we his Subiedfs haue in wonder found, Then imitate the a£lion of the Tyger:
Betweene the promil'e of his greener dayes, Stiffen the finewes,commune vp the blood,
And thefe he mailers now: now he weighes Time Difguife faire Nature with bard-fauour’d Rage :•
Euen to thevtmoftGraine: that you lhall rcade Then lend the Eye a terrible afpect
in your owne Lo(Tes,if he (lay in France. Let it pry through the portage of the Head,
Kmg To morrow lhall you know our mind at full. Like the Braffe Cannon let the Brow o’rewheline it,
:

Elourtfh. As fearefully.as doth a galled P.ocke

Exe. Difpatch vs with all fpeed, lead that our King O’re-hangand iutty his confounded Bafe,
Come here himfelfe to queflion our delay ;
Swill’d with the wild and waftfull Ocean.
For he is footed in this Land already. Now fet the Teeth, 2 nd ftretch the Nofthrill wide,.
A’i«£.You lhalbefoonedifpatcht,with faire conditions, Hold hard the Breath, and bend vp euery Spirit
A Night is but fmall breathe,and little pawfe, To his full height. On,on,you Noblifh Englifh,
To anfwer matters of this conlequence. Exeunt . Whofe blood is fet from Fathers of Warre-proofe
Fathers, that like fo many Alexanders,
Haue in thefe parts from Morne till Euen fought.
And fheath’d their Swords, for lack of argument.
c lAclus Sccundus. Dilhonournot your Mothers: nowatteft.
That thofe whom you call’d Fathers, did beget you.
Be Coppy now to me of groffer blood.
And teach them how to Warre.And you good Yeomen,
Flounfh. Enter Chorue. Whofe Lyms were made in England; Ihcw vs here
Thus with imagin’d wing our fwift Scene fives, The mettellof your Pafture: let vs fweare.
In motion of no leflcceleritic then that of Thought. That you worth your breeding: which I doubt not:
are
Suppofe, that you haue feene For there is none of you fo meane and bafe.
The well-appointed King at Douer Peer, That hath not Noble lufter in your eyes.
Embarke his Royaltie: and his braue Fleet, I fee you ftand like Grey-hounds in the flips,
With filken Streamers, the young Phebtu iaymng; Stray ing vpon the Start. The Game’s afoot
Play with your Fancies and in them behold,
: Follow your Spirit; and vpon this Charge j
Vpon the Hempen Tackle, Ship-boyes climbing; Cry, God for Harry, England, and S .George.
Heare the Ihrill Whiffle, which doth order giue Alarum, and Chambers goe off
To founds confus’d behold the threaden Sayles,
:

Borne with th’inuifible and creeping Wind, Enter N

im, Bar dolph ,F ft oil, and Boy.
Draw the huge Bottomes through the furrowed Sea, On,on,on,on,on,to the breach, to the breach.
'Bard.
Brefting the loftie Surge. 0,doc but thinkc Nim. ’Pray thee Corporal! ftay, the Knocks arc too
You ftand vpon theRiuagc.and behold hot and for mine owne part, I haue not a Cafe ot Lines:
:

A Citie on th’inconftant Billowes dauncing the humor of it is too hot, that is the very plainc-Song
For fo appeares this Fleet Maicllicall, of it.
Holding due courfe to Harflew. Follow, follow: P ft. Theplaine-Songis moftiuft for humors doea- :

Grapple your minds to fternage of this Nauie, bound Knocks goe and come Gods Vaffals drop and
: :

And leaue your England as dead Mid-night, ftill, dye and Sword and Shield, in bloody Field, doth vvinne
:

Guarded with GrandfireSjBabycs^and old Women, immortall fame.

Eyther paft,or not arriu’d to pyth and puifiancc "Boy. Would T were in an Alc-houfe in London, I
For who is hc,whofe Chin is but enrichc would giue all my fame for a Pot of Ale,and fafetie.
Tift. And
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78 The
Life of Henry the Fift .
Pip. And I : If withes would prcuayle with me, my ledge in th’aunchiant Warres,vpon my particular know-
purpofc fliould not fayle with me j but thither would I ledge of his directions : by Chefhu he will maintaine his
high. Argument as well as any Militarie man
in the World, in
"Boy. As duly, but not as truly, as Bird doth fingon the difeiplines of the Priftine Warres of the Romans.
bough. Scot. 1 fay gudday, Captaine Fine ken.
Enter Flue ken. Welch. Goddcn to your Worfliip, good Captaine
Flu. Vp to the breach, you Dogges 5 auaunt you lames.
Cullions. Gower. How now Captaine Alackmorrice haue you
Ptfi. Be mercifull great Duke to men of Mould : a- quit the Mynes i haue the Pioners giuen o’re i
bate thy Rage, abate thy manly Rage ;
abate thy Rage, Jrtlh. By Chrifh Law cifii ill done the Worke ifti :

great Duke. Good Bawcock bate thy Rage; vfe lenitie giue oucr, the Trompcc found the Retreat. By my Hand
fweet Chuck, I my fathers Soule, the Worke ifti ill done
fweare, and
Him. Thefe be good humors: your Honor wins bad it ifhgiueouer : I would haue blowedvp iheTowr.e,
humors. Exit. fo Chrifh faue me law, in an houre. O cifti illdone,tifh ill
Bey. As young as I am , I haue ebferu’d thefe three done:by my Handtifh ill done.
Swafhers I am Boy to them all three, but all they three,
: Welch. Captaine Adackmorriee, I befeech you now,
though they would ferue me, could not be Man to me will you voutfafe me, looke you, a few deputations with
for indeed chree fuch Antiques doe not amount to a man: you, as partly touching or concerning the difeiplines of
for Bardolph.hcc'n white-liuer’d,and red.fac’d ; by the the Warre.the Roman Warres, in the way of Argument,
meanes whereof, a faces it out, but fights not for Ptfiok, ; looke you .and friendly communication: partly to fatisfie
bee hath a killing Tongue, and a quiet Sword ; by the my Opinion, and partly for the fatisfaChon, looke you, of
meanes whereof, a breakes Words and keepes whole ,
my Mind : as touching the direction of the.Militarie dif-
Weapons for Nim, hee hath heard , that men of few cipline,that is the Point.
Words are the bed men,and therefore hee fcornes to fay Scot. be vary gud,gud feith,gud Captens bath,
It fall
his Prayers, left a fhould be thought a Coward : but his and I fall you with gud leue,as I may pick occafion
quit
few bad Words are matcht with as few good Deeds; for that fall Imary.
a neuer broke any mans Head but his ovvne, and that was Iri[h. It is no time todifeourfe, fo Chrifh faue me :

againft aPoft,when he was drunke. They will ftealeany the day is hot, and the Weather,and the Wanes, and the
thing, and call it Purchafc. Bardolph ftole a Lute-cafe, King, and the Dukes: it is no time to difcourfe,theTown
borcittwelue Leagues, and fold it for three halfepence. is bcfeech’d ; and the Trumpet call vs to the breech, and

N>n* and Bardolph are fwornc Brothers in filching : and we talke,and be Chrifh do nothing, tis fhame for vs all :

in Callice they ftole a fire-fhouell. I knew by that pecce fo God la’me tis fiiame to ftand frill, it is fhame by my
of Seruicc, the men would carry Coales. They would hand : and there is Throats to be cut, and Workes to be
haue me as familiar with mens Pockets, as their Clones done.and there lfh nothing done,fo Chrift la’me law.
or theit Hand-kerchers : which makes much ag3inft my Scot. By theMes, eretheife eyes of mine take them-
Manhood, if I fhould take from snothers Pocket, to put felues to flombcr, aylc de gud feruicc, or lie liggei’th’
into mine ; for it is plaine pocketting vp of Wrongs. grund for it ; ay,or goe to de 3 th : and lie pay’t as valo-
I muft leauc them, and feckc fome better Seruicc their : roufly asmay, thac fal I fuerly do, that is the breff and
1

Villany goes againft my wcake ftomackc, and therefore the long mary, I wad full fainc heard feme queflion
:

I muft cart it vp. £x it. tween you tway.

Enter Gower. Welch. Captaine (JWachrnorrice, I thinke, looke you,
Gower. Captaine muft come prefently to
F/ue!le»,y ou vnder your correction , there is not many of your Na-
the Mynes; the Duke of Gloucefter would fpcikewith tion.
you. Info, Of my Nation ? What ifh my Nation ? Ilh a
Flu. To the Mynes? Tell you the Duke, it is not fo Villaine,and a Bafterd,and a Knaue, and 3 Rafcall, What
good to come to the Mynes : for looke you, the Mynes ifh my Nation ? Who talfces of my Na: on ?
is not according to the difeiplines of the Warre;the con- Looke you, if you take the ratter otherwife
Welch,
cauities of it is not fufficicnt for looke you, th’athuer-
: then meant, Captaine CMackmorrice , peraduenturc I
is

larie.you may difeufte vneo the Duke, looke you, is digt fhall thinke you doe not vfe me with that affabilitie,as in
himfelfe foure yard vnder the Councermines: by Chefou, diferetion you ought to vfe me, looke you, being as good
I thinke a will plo we vp all, ifthere is not better directi- a men as your felfc, both in the difeiplines of Warre, and
ons. in the deriuation of my Birth, and in other particula-
Gower. The Duke of Gloucefter, to whom the Order rities.

of the Siege is giuen, is altogether dire&ed by an Irifli Irifo. doe not know you fo good a man as my felfe:
I

man, a very valiant Gentleman yfaith. fo Chrifh faue me, I will cut off your Head.
Welch. It is Captaine Tilakynerrtce, is it not ? Gower. Gentlemen both, you will miftake each other.
Gower. I thinke it be. Scot. A,that’sa foule fault. A Parity.
Welch. By Chefottt he is an Affe, as in the World, I will Gower. The T owne founds a Parley.

verifie as much in his Beard : he ha’s no more directions ' Welch. Captaine Lfttackmornce, when there is more
in the true difeiplines of the Warres, looke you, of the better oportunitie to be required, looke you, I will be
Roman difeiplines, then is a Puppy-dog. fo bold as to tell you, 1 know the difeiplines of W arre
Enter Alalynorrice, and Captaine lamy. and there is an end. Exit.
Cower. Here a comes, and the Scots Captaine,Captaine
lamy, with him. Enter the King and all hit Tratne before the Gates.
Welch. Captaine Iarry is a maruellous falorous Gen- King. How yet refolues the Gouernour of the T owne?
cleman,that is certain, ana of great expedition and know- This is the lateft Parle v»c will admit
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Therefore to our beft mercy giue your felues. Katb. De Hand. ,

Or like to men prowd of deftruddipn, Alice. Eledoyts.

Dcfic vs to our worft : am a Souldier,
for as I Kat Le dcyts,mafoy le oublie, e doyt mays,ie metfiuemeray
.

A Name that in my thoughts becomes me beft ledoyts te penfe qutls ont appede de fingres,ott de fingres.
if I begin the batt’rie once againe, Alice. Le main de Handle doyts le Fingres ,iepenfe que ie
I will not leaue the halfe-atchieued Harflew, fub le bon efeholier.
Till in her allies fhe lye buryed. Katb. I'aygaynie dtux mots d’ Anglois viftement,coment
The Gates of Mercy fhall be all fhut vp. appede votes le angles}
And the flefh’d Souldier, rough and hard of heart. Alice. Le onglcsfes appellons de Naples.
In libertie-of bloody hand, fhall raunge Kath. De Nayles efcoute : dites moy, Ji te parle bien : de
With Confcience wide as Hell,mowing like Grafle Hand, de F Ingres, e de Naples.
Your ficfh faire Virgins, and your flowringjnfanrs. Alice. C efl bien dill Madame, il effort bon Anglois.
What is it then to me, if impious Warre, Kath. Dites moy C Anglois pour le bras.
Arrayed in flames like to the Prince of Fiends, Alice. De Arme, Madame.
Doe with his fmyrcht complexion all fell feats, Katb. Edecottdee
Enlynckt to waft and defolation? Alice. D’Elbow.
What is’c to me, when you your felues are caufc. Kath. D
Elbow : le men fay le repit icio de touts les mots
If your pure Maydcns fall into the hand que vous maves,apprins des a prefeat.
Of hoc and forcing Violation ? Alice. II efr trap difficile Madame ,comme Ie penfe.
WhacReyne can hold licentious Wickednefle, Kath. Excufe moy tAltce efconte , ATIand, de Eingre , de
r
When downe the Hill he holds bis fierce Carriere? Nayles d' Arms ,de BHbow
,

We may as bootlefie fpend our vaine Command Alice. D' Elbow, Madame.
Vpon th'enraged Souldiers in their fpoyle. Kath. O Seigneur Died ye men oublie d'S /bow, cement ap.
As fend Precepts to rhe Leuiathan, to come aflaore. pellevous lecol.
Therefore, you men of Harflew, Alice. De Nick. Madame.
Takepittyof your Towtic and of your People, Kath. De Nick le menton.
Whiles yet my Souldiers are in my Command, Altce,De Chin,
Whiles yet the coole and temperate Wind of Grace Kath. De Sin : le col de Nick., le menton de Sin.
O re-blowes the filthy and contagious Clouds Altce. Ouj. Saufvoflre honnsur en verite vow pronoun-
Of headly Murther,Spoyle,and Villany. cies les mots auf droikl, que le Nat ifs d‘ Angleterre.
If not why in a moment looke to fee
: Kath. Ie ne doute point d'apprendre par degrace de Dieu,
The blind and bloody Souldier, with foule hand (f tn peu de temps.
Defire the Locks of your ftirill-fnriking Daughters: Alice. H'aue vosy defia oublie ce que ie vous a enfignie.
Your Fathers taken by the flitter Beards, Kath. Nome ie recitera a vans promptement, A Hand, de
And their moft reuerend Heads dafht to the Walls Eingre , de May lees.
Y our naked Infants fpitted vpon Pykes, Alice. De Naples, Madame.
Whiles the mad Mothers, with howles confus’d. their Kath. De Nayles, de Arme, de I/bow.
Doe breake the Clouds;as did the Wiucs ot Iewry, Alice. Sans vofire honeus d' Elbow.
At Herods bloody-hunting flaughter-mcn. Kath. A
inf de ie d' Elbow, de Nicf,& de Sin: comtnt ap-
What fay y ou ? W
ill you yeeld,and this auoyd ? pelle voms les pied & de roba.
Or guiltie in defence, be thus deflroy’d. Alice. Le Foot Madame,(f le Count.
Enter Gtuernour. Kath. Le Foot , £r le Count : O Seignieur Dieu, il font le

Our expedtation hath this day an end

Goner. : mots de fon mauvais corruptible groffe impudique, non &
TheDolphin,whom of Succours we entreated, pour le Dames de Honeur d’vfer : lette voudray proneuncer ce
Returnes vs, that his Powers are yet not ready. mots deuant le Seigneurs de France, pour toute le monde,fo le
To rayfe Co great a Siege Therefore great King,: Foot & le Count, neant moys,Ie recitera vn autrefoys ma lecon
Weyceld ourTowne-and Lines to thy fofc Mercy: enfembe, d'Hand, de Fingre, de Nayles, d' Arme, d‘ Elbow, de
Enter our Gates, difpSTc of vs and ours, Nick.-> de Sm , de Foot, le Count.
For we no longer are defenfible. Alice. Excellent, Madame.
King. Open your Gates: Come Vnckle jEavfer, Kath. C’efi affesponr vnefoyes,ahns nous a diner.
Goeyou and enter Harflew; there remaine, Exit.
And fortifie it fttongly ’gainft the French :

Vfe mercy to them all for vs.deare Vnckle. Enter the King of France, the Dolphin, the
The Winter comming on, and Sickncfle growing fonftable ofFrance, and others.
Vpon our Souldiers, we will retyre to Calis, King. ’Tis certain? he hath paft the Riuer Some,
Tonight in Harflew will we be yourGueft, Conf. And if he be not fought withall,my Lord,
To morrow for the March are we addreft, Let vs not Hue in France : let vs quit all.
Floarijb , and enter the Ttwne. And giue our Vineyards to a barbarous People,
Dtlph. O Dieu viuant Shall a few Sprayes of vs.
Enter Katherine and an eld Gentlewoman. The emptying of our Fathers Luxuric,
Kathe. A lice
,
tn a* efie eu A*gleterre, & tu bien p arias Our Sy ens,put in wildc and fauage Stock,
le Language. Spirt vp fo fuddenly into the Clouds,
Alice. En pen Madame. And oucr-looke their Grafters i
Katb. le teprie menfgniex.,il faut que ie apprend a par- 2?r/t.Normans,buc baftard Normans,Norman baftards:
len : Comient appede votes le main en Anglois ? Mort dumavie, \t they march along
Alice. Le main il & appede de Hand , Vnfought withall,but I will fell my Dukedome,
To
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To buy a flobbry and a durtie Farmc memnon, and a man that 1 louc and honour with my loule,
la th3t nookc-fhottcn 11c of Albion. and my heart, and my dutie, and my liue, and my liuino
Conft. 'Diet* de 'BattAtlcs y whztc hauc they this mettell ? and my vttermoft power. He is not,God be prayfed and
Is not their Clymatc foggy ^:aw,and dull? b’efled, any hurt in the World, but keepes the Bridge
On whorrgas in defpight.thc Sunne lookes pale, mod valiantly .with excellent difeipline. There is an aun-
Killing their Fruit with frownes. Can fodden Water, chicnc Lieutenant there at the Pridge.I thinke in my very
A Drench for fur-rcyn’d Iades,thcir Barly broth, confcience hee is 3s valiant a man as Mark? Anthony, and
Decoft their cold blood to fuch valiant heat ? hee is a man of no eftimation in the World, but I did ice
And Hull our quick blood, fpirited with Wine, him doc as gallant feruice.
Seeme froftic i O,for honor pf our Land, Cower. What doe you call him ?
Let vs not hang like roping I fyckles Flu. H^e is call'd aunchieut Tiftoll,
Vpon our Houfcs Thatch,whiles a more froflie People Gower. I know him not.
Sweat drops of gallant Youth in our rich fields Enter Piftoll.
Poore we call them, in Natiue Lords.
their Flu. Here is the man.
“Dolphin. By Faith and Honor, Tift. Captaine,I thee befeech to doe me fauours: the
OurMadamcs mock atvs,andplainelyfay, Duke of Exeter doth loue thee well.
Our Mettell is bred out, and they will giue Flu. I, I prayfe God, and I hauc merited fome louc at
Their bodyes to the Luftof Englifh Youth, his hands.

To new-ftore France with Baflard Warriors. Pit}. Bardolph, a Souldierfirme and found of heart,
Brit. They bid vs to the Englifh Dancing-Schoolcs, and of buxome valour, hath by cruell Fate, and giddie
And teach Lauolta’s high,and fwift Carrantos, Fortunes furious fickle Wheele.that Goddeffe blind,that
Saying, our Grace is onely in ourHcelcs, Rands vpon the rolling teftlcffc Stone.
And that vve are moll loftie Run-awaycs. Flu. By your patience,
aunchientf/7?!?// Fortune is .•

King. Where is Montioy the Heraldffpced him hence. painted blinde, with a Muffler afore his eyes, to fignific
Let him greet England with our fharpe defiance. to you, that Fortune is blinde ; and fhee is painted alio
VpPrinces,and with fpirit of Honor edged, with a Wheele, to fignific to you, which is the Moral! of

More fharper then your Swords, high to the field: it, that fhee is turning and incon^ant, and mutabilitie,
Charles DeUbreth , High Conflablc of France, and variation and her foot, looke you, is fixed vpon a
:

You Dukes of OrltanceftBurbon,ti\sd ot Berry, Sphericall Stone, which rowles,and rowle$,and rowlcs
r
is4lanfon, Brxbant fBar,zn& Burgonis , in good truth, the Poet makes a moft excellent dcfcripti-

lapses Chattillion, Rambures, Vandewout, on of it Fortune is an excellent Moral],

:

Beam out, (fraud Pree,RouJJi} 3n& Faulconbridgej Ptft. Fortune is Bardolphs foe, and frownes on him:
Lays, Leftrale ,Boucis]uall,znd Charalayes, for he hath ftolnc a Pax, and hanged mud a be a damned :

High Dukes, great Princes,Barons, Lords, and Kings; death: let Gallowes gape for Dogge, let Man goe free,
For your greit Seats, now quit you of great fhames and let not Hempe his
VVind-pipc fuffocatc but Exeter :

Barre Harry England.that fweepes through our Land hath giuen the doome of
death, for Pax of little price.
With Pcnons painted in the blood of HarPew Therefore goe fpeake, the Duke will heare thyvoyce;
Ruih on his Hoaft,3s doth the melted Snow and let not Bardolphs vitall-thred bee cut with edge cf
Vponthp Valley cs,vvhofe low Vaffall Seat, Penny-Cord, and vile reproach. Speakc Captaine for
The Alpes doth fpit,and void his rhewme vpon. his Life, and I will thee requite.

Goe downc vpon him,you haue Power enough. Flu. Aunchicnt Tiftoll, 1 doe partly vnderfiand your
And in a Captiue Chariot, into Roan meaning.
Bring him our Prifoner. Pift. Why then reioycc therefore.
Contt. This becomes the Great. Flu. Certainly Aunchient, it is not a thing to rcioyce
Sorry am I his numbers are fo few. at : for if, looke you,he were my Srocher, 1 would dclire
His Souldicrs fick,and tamiflir in their March: the Duke to vie his go.od pleafure, and put hiun to execu-
For I am lure, when he lhall lee our Army, tion; for difeipline ought tobevfed.
Hee’ic drop his heart into the finck of *eare, Ptft. Dye, and be darn’d, and F>go for thy friendlhip.

And for atchieuement, offer vs his Ranfome, Flu. It is well.

King. Therefore LordConflable,hafton Afontioy, Pift. The Figge of Spaine* Exit.
And let him lay to England, that we lend. Flu. Very good.
To know what willing Ranfome he will giue. Gower. Why, this is an arrant counterfeit Rafcall, I

Prince Dolphin you fhall flay with vs in Roan.

,
remember him now: a Bawd, a Cut-purfe.
Dolph. Not fo,I doe befeech your Maieflie. Flu. He affure you, avtt’red as praue words at the

King. Be pacienr.foryou flrall remainc with vs. Pridgc,as you fhall fee in a Summers day : but it is very
Now forth Lord Conftable,and Princes all, wclhwhat he ha’s fpoke to me, that is well I warrant you,
And quickly bring vs word of Englands fall. Exeunt. when time is ferue.
Gower. Why ’tis a Gull, a Foole,a Rogue, that new and
Enter ffaptaines, Englifh and Welch, Cj ewer then goes to the Warres, to grace himfelfe at his returne
and Flutllen. into London, vnder. the forme of a Souldicr : and fuch
Gower. How now Capcainc Fluellen, ^ome you from fellowes are perfit in the Great Commanders Names, and
the Bridge? they will learne you by rote where Sendees were done;
Flu. 1 affure you, there is very excellent Seruiccs com- at fuch and fuch a Sconce, at fuch a Breach, at fuch a Con.
'

mitted at the Bridge. uoy : who came off brauely, who was fhot, who dif-

Gower. Is the Duke of Exeter fafe ? grac’d,what termes the Enemy flood on ; and this they

Flu. The Duke of Exeter is as magnanimous as jig*. connc perfidy in the phrafe of Warrc ; which they trickc
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vpwith new-tuned Oathes: and what a Beard of the Ge- King. What is thy name? I know thy qualitie.
nerali* Cat, and a horride Sute of the Campe,will doc a- Mount. tJWountioy.
mong foming Bottles, and Ale*wafht Wits, is wonder- King. Thou doo’ftthy Office fairely.Turne thee back,
full to be thought on: but you muft learne to know fuch And tell thy King, I doe not feeke him now.

(landers of the age, orelfeyou may bem3ruellou(ly mi- But could be willing to march on to Callice,
(looke» Without impeachment for to fay the footh. :

Flu. I tell you whatjCaptaineGWer.- I doeperceiue Though Yis no wifdome to confcil’e fo much
hee is not the man that hee would gladly make llicvv ro Vnto an enemic of Craft and Vantage,
the World hee is : if I findeahole in his Coat,! will tell My people arc with ficknefle much enfeebled,
him my minde : hearke you. the King is conaming, and 1 M y numbers leflen’d and thofe few I haue,
:

muft fpeakc with him from the Pridge. Almoft no better then fo many French
Who when they were in health,! tell thee Herald,
'Drum and Colours. Enter the King and his I thought, vpon one pay re of Englifti I egges

poore Souldiers. Did march three Frenchmen. Yet forgiue me God,

Flu. God plefle your Maieftic. That I doe bragge thus ; this your ayre of France
King. How now Fluellen,c3.rc\0t thou from the Bridge? Hath blownc that vice in me. I muft repent
Flu. l,fo pleafe yourMaieftic : The Duke of Exeter Goe therefore tell thy Maftcr, heere I am ;

ha’s very gallantly maintain’d the Pridge ; the French is My Ranfome.is this frayle and wovthlefle Trunke
gone off, lookc you, and there is gallant and moft prsuc My Army, but a Weake and fickly Guard :

paflages marry, th’athucrfarie was haue poffeftion of

: Yet God before, tell him wcwill come on,
the Pridge, but he is enforced to retyre.snd the Duke of Though France himfelfe, and fuch another Neighbor
Exeter isMafterof the Pridge I can tell yeurMaieftie, : Stand in our way. There’s for thy labour cJMounttoy.
the Duke i'w praue man. Goe bid thy Maftcr well aduife himfelfe.
King. Wrfairnen hauc you Io tt,Fluel!en If we may pafte,wc will if we be hindred, :

Fin. The perSjtipn of th’athucrlaric hath beenc very .We fhall your tawnie ground with your red blood
great, reafonnable'gjeat marry for my part,! tliinke the
:
|
Difcolour: 2.n&(oLftlomtioy, fare you well.
Duke hath loft neuer but one that is like to be exe- The fumme of all our Anfwer is but this
cuted for robbing aChurch, one 'Bardolph, \t' your Maie- We would not feeke a Battaile as we ate.
ftie know the man his face is all bubukles and whelkes,
: Nor as we are, we fay we will not (bun it

and knob*, and flames a fire, and his lippes blowcs at his So tell your Maftcr.
nofe, and it is like a coale of fire, fornetimes plew,and CMount. I fhall dcliuer fo : Thankes to yourHigh-
fometimes red , but his nofe is executed, and his fire’s nefle.
out. Clone. I hope they wi’l not come vpon vs now.
Kmg. Wee would haue all fuch offendors fo cut off: & King. We arednGods hand, Brother, not in theirs:
and we giuc exprdfe chargc,chat in our Marches through March to the Bridge, it now drawes toward night.
the Countrey, there be nothing compell’d from the Vil- Beyond the Riuer wee’le encampe our felues.
lages; nothing taken, but pay’d for none of the French : And on to morrow bid them march away. Exeunt,
vpbrayded or abufed in difdainefuli Language;for when
Leuitie and Crueltie play fora Kingdome, the gentler Enter the Confi able of France -the Lord Raw burs, ^
Gameftcr is the fooneft winner. Orleance , Dolphin, tyiih others.

Tucket. Enter Mountioy. Tut, I haue the beft Armour of the World:
Confi.
Mountioy. Y ou know me by my habir. would were day*it

Kmg. Well then, I know thee: what (hall I know of Orleance. You haue an excellent Armour but let my :

thee ? Horfe haue his due.

Mountioy. My Mafters mind. Confi. It is the bcfl Horfe of Europe.
King. Vnfold it. Orleance. Will it neuer be Morning f
Mountioy. Thus fayesmy King Say thou to Harry : Dolph. My Lord of Orleance, and my Lord High Con-
of England, Though we feetn’d dead, we did but fleepe: ftabie,you talke of Horfe and Armour ?
Aduantage is a better Souldier then rafhneflc. Tell him, Orleance. You arc as well prouided ot both, as any
wee could hauc rebuk’d him at Harflewc, but that w ee, Prince in the World.
thought not good to bruife an iniuric, till it were full Dolph. Whacalong-Nightisthis? I will not change
ripe. Now wee fpcake vpon our Q^and our voyce is im- my Horfe with any that treaaes but on foure poftures :
periall c England fhall repent his folly, fee hrSweakc- ch’ ha : he bounds from the Earth,as if his entrayles were
nefle, and admire our iufferance. Bid him therefore con- hayres : la Chcual volant:, the Pegafus, ches les narines de
fider of his ranfome.which muft proportion the Ioffes we feu. When I beftryde! ;m,I foarc,I am a Hawke: he trots'
haue borne, the fubie£b we hauc loft, the diigraccwe theayre: the Earth lihgs,when he touches it : thebafeft
haue digefted ; which in weight to rc-anfwer, his petti- home of his hoole, i3 more Muficall then the Pipe of .

nefie would bow vnder. For our lofics, Exchequer is his Flermes.
too poore ; for th’eftufion of our bloud,thc Mufter of his Orleance. Hcc’sof the colour ofthc Nutmeg,
Kingdome too faint a number ; and for ourdifgrace, his Dolph. And of the heat of the Ginger. ItisaBeaft
owneperfon kneeling at ourfect.bucaweakeand worth- for Pcrfcrn hee is pure Ayrcand Fire; and the dull Ele-
led!: latisfa&ion. To this adde defiance and tell: him for : ment* of Earth and Water neuer appeare in him, but on-
conclufion, he hath betrayed his followers, whofe con- ly in patient ftillncfle while his Rider mounts. him hoe :

demnation is pronoune’e : So farre'my King andtdaftcr; is indeede a Horlc, and all other lades you may call
fo much my Office.
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Confi. Indeed aiy Lord, it is a moft abfolutc and ex- Ramb. He longs toeatetheEngliftj.
cellent H.'rfe. Confi. I thinke he will eate all he kills.
Dolpb. It is the Prince of Palfrayes, his Neigh is like Orleance. By the white Hand of my Lady,hee’$ a gal-
the bidding of a Monarch, and his countenance enforces lant Prince.
Homage. Confi. S weare by her Foot,that (he may tread out the
Orleance. NomcreCoufin. Oath.
Dolpb. Nay, the man hath no wit, that cannot from Orleance. He is Amply the moft a&iue Gentleman of
the riling of the Larke to the lodging of the Lambc, France.
variedeferued prayfeon my Palfray : it is aThcarae as Confi. Doing is aaiuitie, and he will ftill be doing.
SeaiTurne the Sands into eloquent tongues,
fluent as the Orleance. He neuer did harme, that 1 heard of.
and myHorfe is argument for them all ’tis a fubied :
Confi. Nor will doc none to morrow: hec will keep
foraSoucraigne to reafonon,and for aSoucraignes So- that good name ftill.
ucraigne to ride on : And for the World,familiar to vs, Orleance. I know him to be valiant.
and vnknowne, to lay apart their particular Functions, Confi I was told that, by one that knowes him better
and wonder at him, I once writ a Sonnet in his prayfe, then you.
and began thus, Wonder of Nature. Orleance. What’s hec ?
Orleance. I haue beard a Sonnet begin fo to ones Mi- Confi. Marry hee told me fo himfclfe.and hee fayd hee
ftreffc. car’d not who knew it.
Dolpb. Then did they imitate that which I compos’d Orleance. Hec ncedes not, it is no hidden vertue in
to my Courfer.for my Horfe is my Miftreffe. him.
.
Orleance. Your Miftreffe beares well. Confi. By my faith Sir,but it is neuer any body faw
:

Dolpb. Me well, which is the prefeript prayfe and per- it, but his Lacquey ’tis a hooded valour
: and when it
,
fcflion of a good and particular Miftreffe. appeares,it will bate.
Confi. Nay, for me thought yefterday your Miftreffe Orleance. Ill will neuer fayd well.
fhrewdly ihookc your back. Confi. I will cap that Prouerbc with, There is flatteric
Dolpb. So perhaps did yours. in friendfhip.
Con(i. Mine W3s not bridled. Orleance. And I will take vp that with,Giuc the Dcuill
Dolpb. O
then belike file was old and gentle, and you his due.
rode like a Kerne of IreIand,your French Hofe offhand in Confi. Well place : there ftands your friend for the
your ftraic Stroffers. Deuill: haue the very eye of that Proucrbe with
at A
,
Confi. You haue good iudgement in Horfeman- Pox of the Deuill.
fliip. Orleance. You are the better at Prouerbs,by how much
Be warn’d by me then: they that
Dolpb. ride fo,and a Fooles Bolt isfoonefhot.
ride not warily, fall-nto foule Boggs: I had rather haue Confi . You haue fhotoucr,
1

my Horfe to my Miftreffe, Orleance. ’Tis not the firft time you were ouer-fhot.
Confi. 1 had as my Miflreffe a lade.
Hue haue
Dolpb. I tell thee Conftable, my Miftreffe weares his Enter a Tikffcngcr.
ownc hayrc.
Confi. I could make as true a boaft as that, if I had a Afejf. My Lord high Conftable,the Enghflr lye within
Sow to my Miftreffe. fikeene hundred paces of your Tents.
Dolpb. Le chten efi retourne a [on pyepre vemifiement
efi Confi. Who hath mcafur’d the ground ?

an £?*r£«T;thou mak’tl vie of any thing.

la leuye lauee Afcjf. The Lord Cjrandpree.
Confi. Yet doe I not vfe my Horfe for rr.y Miftreffe, Confi. A valiant and moft expert Gentleman. Would
or anyluch Prouerbe,fo little kin to the purpofe. it were day? Alas poorc Harry of England : hec longs
Ramb. My Lord Conftable, the Armour that I faw in not for the Dawning, as wee doe.
your Tent to night,are chofe Starres orSunncs vpon it; Orleance. What a wretched and peeuifli fellow is this

Confi. Starres my Lord. King of England, to mope with his fat-brain’d followers
Dolpb. Some of them will fall to morrow, I hope. fo farre out of his knowledge.
Confi. And yet my Sky fnall not want. Confi. If the Englifh had any apprehenfion ,
they
Dolpb. That may be, for you beareamany fuperflu- would runne away.
oufly,and ’twere more honor fome were away. Orleance. That they lack for if their heads had any in
:

Confi. Eu’n as your Horfe beares your prayfes , who telledUiall Armour, they could neuer weare fuch hcauie
would trot as well, were fome of your bragges demoun- Head-pieces.
ted. Ramb. That Hand of England breedcs very valiant
Dolpb. Would were able to Ioade him with his de-
i Creatures ; their Maftiffes are of vnmatchable cou-
ferr. Will it neuerbeday ?I will trot to morrow a mile, rage.
and my way fhall be paued with Englifh Faces. Orleance. Foolilh Curres, that runne winking into
Confi. I will not fay fo, for feare I ftiould be fac’t out the mouth of a Ruffian Bearc, and haue their heads cruflit
of my way : but I would ic were morning ,
for I would like rotten Apples you may as well fay, that’s a valiant
:

faiue be about the eares ot the Englifli. Flea, that dare eate his breakefaft on the Lippe of a
Ramb: Who will goe to Hazard with me for twentic Lyon.
!
Prifoners ? Confi. Iuft, iuft: and the men doe fympathize with
Confi. You muft firft goe your felfc to hazard, ere you the Maftiffes, in robuftious and rough comming on,
lli-atie them. leauing their Wits with their Wiues: and then giue
’

Dolpb ’TirMid-nighc, He gee arme my felfc. Exit. them great Meales of Beefe.and Iron and Steele} they
Orleance.Jhc Dolphin longs for morning. Wolues,and fight like Deuils.
will eate like
Orleance. I,
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Orleance. I, but thefe Englifli are fhrowdly out of The Name of Agincourt Yet fit and fee.
:

Beefe. Minding true things, by what their Mock’ries bee.

Confi. Then (lull we finde to morrow,they haue only Exit. *

ftomackes to cate, and none to fight. Now is it time to

arme : come, (hall we about it ? Enter the King, 'Bedford, and Glotscefler.
Orleance. It is now two a Clock: but let me fee, by ten
Wee (hall haue each a hundred Enghih men. Exeim. King. Glofierf tis true that we are in great danger,
The greater therefore fhould our Courage be.
God morrow Brother Bedford: God Almightie,
There is fome foule of goodneffe in things euill,

<*A Bus iBertms. Would men obferuingly diflill it out.

For our bad Neighbour makes vs early ftirrers.
Which is both healthfull, and good husbandry,
Befides,they are our outward Confidences,
Chorus.. And Preachers to vs all ; admonilhing.
Now entertaine conie&ure of a time. That we (hould drefle vs fairely for our end.
'

When creeping Murrnure and the poring Darke Thusmay we gatherHoncy from the Weed,
Fills the wide Vcflcll of the Vniucrfe. And make a Morall of the Diuell himfelfc.
From Camp to Camp, through the foule Womb ofNight Enter Erpi*gham.
The Hunime of eythcr Army ftilly founds Good morrow old Sir Thomas Srpingham :
That the fixt Centinels almoft receiue A good foft Pillow forthat good white Head,
The Wnifpcrs of each others Watch.
fccret ‘Were becter then a churlifh turfe of France.
Fite anfvvers fire, and through their paly flames Erping. Not fo my Liege, this Lodging likes hie better
Each Battaile fees the others vmber’d face. Since I may fay, now lye i like a King.
Steed threatens Steed, in high and boaftfull Neighs Kingi J is good for men to louc their prefent paines,
Piercing theNights dull Eare and from theTents,
: V pon example,fo the Spirit is ealed :

The Armourers accomplishing the Knights, And when the -Mind is qu;ckned,out of doubt
W ich bufic Hammers clofing Riuets vp, The Organs,though defunsft and dead before,
Gfu? dreadfull note of preparation. Breake vp their drowfieGraue and newly moue
The Countrey Cocks doe crow, the Clocks doe towle: With caftcd (lough, and frefti legeritie.
And the chird hovvre of drowfie Morning nam’d, Lend me thy Cloake Sir Thomas : Brothers both.
Prowd of their Numbers, and fecure in Soule, Commend me to the Princes in our Canape
The confident and otier-luftie French, Doe my good morrow to thcm,and anon
Doe the low-rated Englifh play at Dice; Defire them all to my Pauillion.

,And chide the creeple-tardy-gated Night, Glofler, We (ball, my Liege.

Who like a foule and ougly- Witch doth limpe Erping. Shall I attend your Grace?
So tedioufly away. The poore condemned Englifli, King. No, my good Knight
Like SacnficeSjby their watchfull Fites Goe with my Brothers to my Lords of England
and inly ruminate
Sit patiently, I and my Bofomemuft debate awhile.

The Mornings danger and : their geflurc fad", And then I would no other company.
Inuefiing lankc-leane Chcekes,and W arre-worne Coats, Erping, The Lord in Heaucn blefie thee ,
Noble
Prefented them vnto the gazing Moone Harry. * Exeunt.
So many horride Ghofts. O now, who will behold King. God a mercy old Heart , thou lpcak’ft cheare-
The Roy .ill Captaine ot this ruin’d Band fully. Enter Pijloll.

Walking from W
atch to Watch, from Tent to Tent; Fiji. The vous it s’

Let him cry,Prayfc and Glory on his bead : King. A friend.

For forth he goes,and vifits all his Hoaft, Pft. Dilcuflc vntorr.e ,
art thou Officer, or art thou
Bids them good morrow with a tnedeft Smyle, bafe,common,and popular ?
And calls them Brothers, Friends, and Countrcymen. King. I am a Gentleman of a Company.
VponhisRoyall Face there is no note, Vft Trayl’ft thou the puiflant Pyke ?
: .

How dread an Army hath enrounded him King. Euen fo: what arc you ?
Nor doth he dedicate one iot of Colour Tift. As good a Gentleman as the Emperor.
Vnto the wearie and all-watched Night King. Then you are a better then the King.
But frefhly lookes,3nd oucr-beares Attaint, Pft. The King’s a Bawcock,andaHcatc
cf Gold, a
With chearefull lemblance,and fweet Maieftic : Lad of Life, an Impe of Fame, of Parents good, of Fift
That cuery Wretch, pining and pale before. moft valiant: 1 kifle hisdurtic (hooe, and from heart-
Beholding him, plucks comfort fremhis Lookes. ftring I louc the louely Bully. What is thy Name£
A Largeflc vniuerlaLljlikc the Sunnc, King . Harry le Roy.
His liberall Eye doth giue to euery one, 1
Tft.Le Roy? a Cormfh Name: art thou ofCormlh Crew?
Thawing cold fearp.that m^ane and gentle all King. No, I am a Welchman.
BchoId,as may vnworthinefTc define. Fiji. Know’ll thou Flue lien?
A little touch of Harry in the Night, Kino. Yes.
And fo our Scene muft to the Battaile flye Tift. Tell him lie knock his Leeke about his Pate vpon
. Where, O for pitty.we (hall much difgrace. S. Daisies day.
With fouie or flue mod vile and ragged foylcs, King. Doc not you wcareyour Dagger in your Cappe
(Right ill difpos’d, in brawlc ridiculous) that day, lcaft he knock that about yours.
i i • Pitt.Au
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fill. Art thou his friend ? King I thinke hce would not wifh himfclfc any where,
:

Kt”g- And his Kinfman too. but where hee is.

Pill * The figo tor thee then. Hates Then 1 would he were here alone;fo fiiould he be
.

Kt»g. 1 thanke you: God be with y<yu. fure to be ranfomed,and a many poore mens Hues faued.
Ptft. My name is Piflol call’d. Exit. King. I dare fay, you loue him not fo ill, to wifti him

King- It forts well with your fiercenefie. here alone howfoeuer you fpeake this to feele other
:

Manet King. mens minds, me thinks I could not dye any where fo con-
tented, as in the Kings company; his Caufe being iufi.and
Enter fine lien and Gower. hisQuarrell honorable.
Gower. Captaine Fluellen. Williams. That’s more then we know.
Flu. 'So, in the Name of lefu Chrifl, fpeake fewer : it Hates. J,or more then wee fhould leeke after; for wee
isthe greaceft admiration in the vniuerfall World , when know enough, if wee know wee are the Kings Subietts
the true and aunchient Prcrogatifes and I.awcs of the if his Caufe be wrong, our obedience to the King wipes

Warres is not kept : if you would take the paines but to the Cryme of it out of vs.
examine the Warres of Pompey the Grcat,you fhall finde, Williams. But if the Caufe be not good,thc King him.
I warrant you, that there is no tiddle tadle nor pibble ba- fclfe hath aheauie Reckoning to make, when all thofe

ble in Tompeyes Campe Iwarrant you , you fhall finde

: Legges, and Armes, and Heads, chopt off in a Battaile,
the Ceremonies of the Wan es, and the Cares of it, and ioyne together at the latter day, and cry all. Wee dy-
fiiall

the Formes of it,and the Sobrietic of it, and the Modeftie ed at fuch a place, fome fwearing, lome crying for a Sur-
of it, to be otherwife, gcan; fome vpon their Wiues, left poore behind them;
Gower. Why the Enemic is low’d, you heare him all fome vpon the Debts they owe, fome vpon their Children
Night. rawly left: Iamafear’d, there are few dye wel!,that dye
Flu. If the Enemic is an Aflc and a Foole, and a pra- in .vBattaile :forhowcan they charitably difpofe of any
ting Coxcombe; is it meet, thinke you, that wee fiiould thing.when Blood is their argument ? Now,if thefe men
allo,looke you, be an Afie and a Foole, and a prating Cox- doe not dye well, it will be a black matter for the King,
combe, in your owne confidence now ? that led them to it ;
who to difobcy,v\ ere againfl ail pro-
Gow. I will fpeake lower. portion of fubieftion.
flu. 1 pray you, and befieech you, that you will. Exit. King. So, if a Sonne that is by his Father fent about
Though itappCare a little out of fafhion. Mcrcliandiie,doe finfully mifearry vpon the Sea;the im-
There is much care and valour in this Welchman. putation of his wickedneffe, by your rule, fiiould be im-
pofed vpon his Father that fent him or if a Seruant vn- : ,

Enter three Soulditrsjohn Hates, Alexander Court,, dcr his M

aflers command, tvanfporting a fumtne of Mo-
and Michael Williams. ney, be affayled by Robbers, and dye in many irrcconcil’d
Iniquities; you may call the bufinellcof the Maftcrthe
Brother John Bates , is not that the Morning
Court. author of the Sertiants damnation: but this is not fo :

which breakes yonder ? The King isnot hound to anfwer the particular endings
"Bates. Ithinkeitbe: but wee haue no great caufe to of his Souldiers, the Father of his Sonne, nor the Mailer
defire theapproach of day. of his Seruant ; for they purpofe not their death , when
Williams. Wee fee yonder the beginning of the day, they purpofe their feruices. Bcfides, there is no King, be
but I tlunke wee fhall neuer fee tire end of it. Who goes his Caufe neuer fo fpotleffe, if it come to the arbitre-
there ? « ment of Swords, can trye it out with all vnfpotted Soul-
King. A Friend. diers fome (peraduenture) haue on them the guilt of
:

Vnder what Captaine feme you {

Williams. '
premeditated and concriued Murther; fome of begui-
King. Vnder Sir Iohn Erpingham. ling Virgins with the broken Scales of Periurie fome, ;

Williams. A good old Commander, and a moil kinde miking the Warres their 3ulwarke,that haue before go-
Gentleman I pray you,what thinkes he of oureftate ?
: red the gentle Botome ot Peace with Piil3ge and Robbe-
King. Euen as men vvrackt vpon a Sand, that looke to rie.Now, if thefe men haue defeated the La iv, and out-
be wafiit off the next Tyde. runne Natiue punifhment ; though they can out-ftrip
Bates. He hath not told his thought to the King? men, tneyhaue no wings to flye from God. Warre is
King. No : nor it is not meet he fhould : for though I his Beadle, Warre
Vengeance fo that here men
is his :

fpeake it to you, I thinke the King is but a man, as I am : are punifht, for before breach of the Kings Lavves. in
the Violet fmells to him, asit doth to me; tide Element now the Kings Quarrell where they feared the death, :

fiicwes to him, as doth to me ; all his Sences haue but

it they haue borne life away and w here they would bee ;

humane Conditions his Ceremonies layd by, in his Na-

: fafe, they perifh. Then if they dye vnprouided, no more

kedneffe he appeares but a man ; and though his affe£ti- is the King guiltie of their damnation, then hee was be-

on j are higher mounted then ours,yet when they floupe, fore guiltie of thofe Impieties for the which they arc ,

they troupe with the like wing therefore, when he fees : nowrifited. Euery Subieds Dutie is the Kings, but
realon of feares,as we doe; his fcarcs.out of doubt, be ot cuery Subie&s Soule is his owne. Therefore fiiould
the fame rellifh 3s ours 3re : yet in realon, no man fiiould* euery Souldier in the Warres doe as euery ficke man in
potfeffe him with any appearance of feare; lcafi hcc, by his Bed, w-afh euery Moth out of his Confidence : and
fhevving it,fiiould dis-hearten his Army. dying fo, Death is to him aduantage ; or not dying,
Bares. He may fiicw what outward courage he will the time was bleffedly lo(t,wherein finch preparation was
but I be!eeue,as cold a Night as hee could wifh him-
’cis, gayned : and in him that efcapes, it were not finne to
ielfcin Thames vp to the Neck ;
and fo I would he were, thinke, that making God fo free an offer,he let him out-
and I by him, at all aduentures,fo we were quit here. line that day, to fee his Greatncfle ,
and to te3th others
King. By my troth, I will tpeake my conscience of the how they lhould prepare.
WtH. ’Tis
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Will. ’Tiscertaine,euery man that dyes ill,the ill vpon What drink’ft thou ofc,in flead of Homage fweet.
his owne head, the King not to anfwer it.
is But poyfon’dflatterie? 0,befick, great Greatnefie,
'Bates. I doe not defire hee fhould anfwer for me, and And bid thy Ccremonie giue thee cure.
yet I determine to fight luftily for him. Thinks thou the fierie Feuer will goe out
King. I my feltc heard the King fay he would not be With Titles blowne from Adulation ?
ranfom’d. Will it giue place to flexure and low bending ?
Will. I,heefaidfo,tomakevsfightcheaiefu!ly but : Canft thou, when thou command’!! the beggertknee.
when our throats are cut, hee may be ranfom’d, and wee Command the health of it? No,thouprowd Drcame,
ne’rethe vvifer. That play’fl fo fubtilly with a Kings Rcpofe.
King. If I liue to fee it, I willncucr trufi his word af- lama King that find thee and I know, :

ter. 'Tis not theBalme,the Scepter, and the Ball,

Will. You pay him then: that’s a perillous fhotout The Sword, the Mafe,the Crownelmperiall,
of an Elder Gunne,thac a poore and a prjuatc difplcafure The enter-tiffued Robe of Gold and Pearle,
candoe^gainfta Monarch you may as well gcre about: The farfed Tide running’fore the King,
totume theSunnc toyce.with fanning in his face with a The Throne he fits on: nor the Tyde of Pompe,
Peacocks feather You’le ncucr trufi his word after;
: That beates vpon the high fhore of this World
come/tis a fo^lifh faying. No,noc all thefe.thrice-gorgeous Ceremonic
King. Yourrcproofe is fomething too round, I fhould Nat all thefejay’d in Red Maieflicall,
be angry with you, if the time were conuchient. Can fleepe fo loundly,as the wretched Slaue:
Will. Let it bee a Qnarrell betwecr.e Vs , if you Whowith abodyfill'd,and vacant mind.
liue. Gets him to refi, crim’d with difireflefull bread,
King. I embrace it. Neucr lees horride Night, the Child of Hell :
Will. How fliall Iknowthceag3ine? But Ike a Lacquey, from the Rife to Set,
King. Glue me any Gage of thine, and I will weare it Sweates in the eye of Pbebpts ; and all Night
in my Bonnet Then if cucr thou dar’fi acknowledge it,
: i Sleepes in Sliz,inm next day after dawne.
I will make it my Quarrel 1. Doth rife and helpe Hiperio to his Horfe,
Will. Hcere’s my Gloue Giue mee another of : And followes fo the euer-running yeere
thine. With profitable labour to his Graue:
Kimr,
C)
There. And but for Ccremonie, filch a Wretch,
Wid This will I alfo weare in my Cap if euerchou : Winding vp Daycs with toyle,and Nights with fleepe,
come to me, and fay,aftcr to morrow, This is my Gloue, Had the fore-hand and vantage of a King.
by this Hand I will take thee a box on t'neeare. The Slaue, a Member of chc Countreyes peace,
King. Ifeuer I hue to fee it,I will challenge it. Enioyes it ; .but in grofie braine little wots.
Will. Thou dar’ft as well be bang’d. What watch the King keepes,to maintaine the peace;
King. Well, I will doe it , though I take thee in the Whole howrC3,the Pcfant beft aduantages.
Kings compar.ie.
Will. Keepe thy word fare thee well. : Enter Erpingkam.
Bates. Befriends you Englifh fooles, be friends, wee Erp, My Lord, your Nobles icalous of your abfence,
haue French Quarrels enow, if you could tell how to rec- Seeke through your Campe to find you.
kon, Exit Souldiers. King. Good old Knight, collect them all together
King. Indeede the French may lay twentie French At my Tent: lie be bctorc thee.
Crownes to one, they will beat vs, for they beare them Erp. doo’t,my Lord.
I (hall Exit.
on their fiaoulders : but it is no Englifh Trcafon to cut King. O God of Battailes,fteele my Souldiers hearts,
French Crownes, and to morrow the King himfeltr will Poflcfie them not with feare T ake from them now
:

be a Clipper. The fence of reckningof th’oppofed numbers

Vpon the King, let vs our Liues,our Soules, Pluck their hearts from them. Not to day,0 Lord,
Our Debts,our carcfull Wiues, 0 not to day, thinkc not vpon the fault
Our Children,and our Sinncs,lay on the King My Father made, in compaffing the Crowne.
Wcmuft beare all. 1 Richards body haue interred new.
O hard Condition,Twin-horne with Greatnefie, And on it haue bellowed more contrite teares^
Subiedl to the breath of euery foole, whole fence Then from it iffiied forced drops of blood.
No more can fcelc,buc his owne wringing. Fine hundred poore I haue in yeerely pay.
What infinite hearts-cafe raufi Kings neglcd. Who twice a day their wither’d hands hold vp
That priuatemen enioy? Toward Heauen,to pardon blood :
And what haue Kings, that Priuatcs haue not too, Aod I haue built two Chauntries,
Saue Cereraonie, faue gcnerall Cercmonic ? Where the fad and folemne Priefls fingftill
And what arc thou,thou Idol! Ccremonie ? For Richards Soule. More will I doe
What kind of God art thou? that fuffer’ft more Though all that I can doe,is nothing worth j
Of mortall gricfcs,then doe thy worlhippcrs. Since that my Penitence comes afcei all.
What are thy Rents? what arc thy Commings in ? Imploring pardop. j

O Ccremonie, fhew me but thy worth. Enter (jlouccfler.

What? is thy Soule of Odoration ? Gloue. My Liege.
Ai t thou ought clfe but Place, Degree,and Forme, King. My Brother Gloucefters voyce? I *

Creacing awe and feare in other men ? Iknow thy errand, 1 will goe with thee : 1

W erein thou art lclfe happy, being fear’d. The day, my friend, and all things flay forme.
Then they in fearing. Exeunt.
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Enter
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Enter the Dolphin, Orleance, Ramburs, and And giue their faffing Horfes Prouender,
"Beaumont. And after fight with them ?
Orleance, The Sunne doth gild our Armour vp, my Confi. I flay but for my Guard on :

Lords. To the field, I will the Banner from aTrumpet cake,

T>olph. Monte Chettal MyHorfe,'tJerlot Laccjiiay And vfe it for my hafle. Come, come away.
Ha. The Sunne is high, and we out-weare the day. Exeunt.
Orleance. Oh braue Spirit.
D olpb. Via les evtes cT terre. Enter Gloucefier, 'Bedford, Exeter, Srpingham
Orleance. Rien puis le air (Jr feu. with ad his Hoafi : Salisbury, and
Dolph. C«»>Coufiri Orleance. Enter Confiahle. tVcftmerland.
Now my Lord Conflable? Clouc. Where is the King ?
Confi. Hcarke how cur Stcedes, for prefeat Seruicc Bcaf. The Kinghimfclfe is rode to view their Bat-
neigh. tailc.

Dolph. Mount them, and make incifion in their Hides, mfi. Of fighting men they hauc full thrccfcoie thou-
That their hotblood may fpin in Englifh eyes. fand.
And doubt them with lupcrfluons courage ha. : £xe. There's fiue to one,bclides they all are frefr..
iJ^w.What.wil you haue them weep our Horfes blood? Gods Anne fVike with vs, 'tis a fearefull oddes.
Salvl?.

How fliall we then behold their naturall tcares ? God buy’ you Print es all ; lie ro my Charge;
Enter (Jttejfenger. Ifwe no more meet, tili we meet in Heauen ;

OWefieng. The Englifh are cmbattail’d, you French Then ioyfully,my Noble Lord of Bedford,
Peeres. My dcare Lord Gloucefter.and my good Lord Exeter,
Confi. To Horfeyon gallant Princes, flraight toHorfc. And my kind Kinfman, Warriors all, adieu.

Doe but behold yond poore 3nd flarucd Band, good Salisbury, & good luck go with
Z?e^.Farwell thee:
And yourfairc fhew ihall fuck away their Soules, And yeti doe thee wrong, to mind thee of it,
Leauing them but the fbalcs and huskes of men. For thou art fram’d of thefirme truth of valour.
There is not workc enough for all our hands, Exe. F. rwe’l kind Lord: fight valiantly to day.
Scarce blood enough in all their fickly Veines, Bedf He :s as full of Valour as of Kimineffe,

To giue each naked Curtleax a Bayne, Princely :r> both.

That our French Gallants fball to day draw cur, Enter the King.
And fhe3th for lack of fport. Let vs but blow on them, Wtfi. O that we now had here
The vapour of our Valour will o’re-turne them. Butonetenthoulandof thole men in England,
Tis pofitiue againfl all exceptions, Lords, Tnat doe no worke to day.
That our fuperfluous La:quies,and our Pcfants, King. What’s he that wifhes fo ?
Who in vnneceffarie adl ion fwarme My Couiin iVtfimerland. No,my faire Coy fin :

About our Squares ofBattaile, were enow I f we are rsiarkt to dye, we arc enow
To purge this field of fuch a hilding Foe T o doc our Countrey Ioffe and if to liuc, :

Though we vpon this Mountaincs Bafis by, The fewer men, the greater (hare of honour.
Tooke Band for idle {peculation : Gods will, pray thee wifh not one man more.
r

But that our Honours muB not. What’s to fay i By Ioue, J am not couetous for Gold,
A very little little let vs doe, Nor care I who doth feed vpon my coB :

And all is done then let the Trumpets found

: It yernes me not, if men my Garments weare j

The Tucket Somiance,and the Note to mount Such outward things dwell not in my defues.
For our approach fhail lo much dare the field, But if it be a finne to coocc Honor,
That England fhail couch downc in feare,and yeeld. I am the mofl offending Soule aliue.

Enter Gramdpree. No ’faith, my Couze,wifh not a man from England :

Grandpree.XV hy do you Bay fo long, my Lords ofFrance? Gods would not loofe fo great an Honor,
peace,!
Yond Hand Carrions, defperate of their bones, As one man more me thinkes would fharc from me.
111-fauoredly become the Morning field For the beft hope I h-ic. O, doc not wifh one more:
Their ragged Curtaincs pooreiy are let loofe. R at her proclaims it (tVefimerland) through my HoaB,
And out Ayre Brakes them paffing fcornefully. T.iac hewhich hath no flomack to this fight.
Bigge cJAlars feemes banqu’rout in their begger’d Hoatt, Let him depart, his Pafport fhail be made,
And faintly through a rufiie Beuerpecpes. A id Crownes fot Gonuoy put into his Purfc :

TheHorfemen fit like fixed CandleBicks, W e would not dye in that mans companie,

With Torch-Baues in their hand: and their poore lades That feares his fellowfhip, to dye with vs.
Lob downc their heads, dropping the hides and hips This day is call’d the Fcafl of Crijpian :

The gumme downc roping from their pale-dead eyes. He that out-liues this day, and comes fafe home,
And in their pale dull mouthes the Iymold Bitt Will Band a tip-toe when this day is named.
Lyes foulewith chaw ’d-gra ffe. Bill and motionleffe. And rowfe him at the Name of Crifiian,
And their executors, the knauifh Crowes, He that {hall fee this day, and Hue old age,
Flye o're them all, impatient for their howre. Will yecrely on the Vigil feafl hi* neighbours.
; Defcription cannot fute it fclfe iu words, And fay, to morrow is Saint frifiian.
i TcdemonBratetheLifeof fuchaBattailc, Then will he Brip hisfleeue.and fhew his skarres :

I: In life fo liueleflc,as it fire wes sc fclfe. Old men forget; yet all fhail be forgot
Confi. They hauc faid their prayers, But hee'le remember, with aduantages,
j

And they Bay for death. ,

ri ,
What feats he did that day. Then fhail our Names,
|
» Dolph . Shall we goe feud them Dinners, and frefh Sutes, Familiar in his mouth as houfehold words,
Harry
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Harry the King, Bedford and Exeter, And time hath worne vs into flouenrie.
Warwick. and Talbot, Salisbury and Cjloucefter But by the Maffe,our hearts are in the trim
Be in their flowing Cups freftily remembred. And my poore Souldiers tell me, yet ere Night,
This ftory fhall the good man teach his fonne They’le be in frefher Robes, or they will pluck
And Criftine Criftian fhall ne’re goe by. The gay new Coats o’re the French Souldiers heads.
From this day to the ending of the YV orld, And turne them out of feruice. if they doe this.
But we in be remembred
it fhall As if God pleafe, they fhall my Ranfcme then ;

We few,we happy few, we band of brothers: Will foone be leuyed.

For he to day that (beds his blood with me. Herauld, faue thou thy labour :

Shall be my brother: be he ne're fo vile. Come thou no more for Ranfome, gentle Herauld,
This day (hall gentle his Condition, They fhall haue none, I fweare,but thefe my ioynts;
And Gentlemen in England,now a bed, Which if they haue,a$ I will leaue vm them.
Shall thinke the r fellies accurff they were not here; Shall yeeld them little,tell the Conftablc.
And hold their Manhoods cheape, whiles any fpeakes. Mont. Harry. And fo fare thee well
I ftiall,King

That fought with vs vpon Saint Crjfyines day. Thou neuer fihalt heare Herauld any more. Exit.
Enter Salisbury . King. I feare thou wilt once more come againe for a
Sal. My Soueraign Lord.beftow your felfe with fpeed: Ranfome.
The French are brauely in their battailes fet. Enter Torke.
And will with all expedience charge on vs. Eorke. My Lord,moft humbly on my knee I begge
King, All things are ready, if our minds be fo. The leading of the Vaward.
Weft. Perifhtheman,whofe mind is backward now. King. Take it, braue Tor by.
King. Thou do’ft not wifh morehelpc from England, Now Souldiers march away,
Couz.e ? And how thou pleafcft'God,difpofe the day. Exeunt.
Weft. Gods will, my Licge,would you and I alone,
Without more hclpe,could fight this Royall battaile. Alarum. Sxcurftons.
now thou hafi vnwifht fiue thoufand men:
FT/w^.Why Enter Pftollftrench SouldierfBoy.
Which likes me better, then co'wifh vs one. Tift. Yeeld Curi e,
You know yourplaccs: God be with you all; French, Ie penfe qtte votes eftes le Geutilheme de bon qus-
litee.

Tucket. Enter Ttlontioy. Pft. Qualtitie calmie cufture me. Art thou a Gentle-
Mont. Once more I come toknow of thee King Harry ,
man ? What is thy Name ? difeufle.
If for thy Ranfome thou wilt now compound. French. O Seigneur I) ten.
Before thy moft aflured Oucrthrow: O Signieur Dewe fhould be a Gentleman per-
Pft. :

For certainly, thou art fo neere the G ulfe, pend my words O Si gnieur Dewe, and marke: O Signieur
Thou needs tnuft be engluttcd. Befides.in mercy Dewe, thou dyeff on point of Fox, except O Signieur
The Conftablc defires thee, thou wile mind thou doe giue to me egregious Ranfome.
Thy followers of* Repentance ; that their Soules Trench. O prennes miferccordie aye pitex.de moy.
May make a peaccfull and a fweet retyre Vtft. Moy fhall not ferue,I will haue foriieMoyes:for
From off thefe fields: wherc(wretchcs)thcir poorc bodies I will fetch thy rymme out at thy Throat, in droppes of
Muft lye and feller. Crimfon blood.
King Who hath fent thee now ?
. French. Eft il impofftble d'efehapper le force de ton bras.
Mont. The Conftablc of France, Pft Brsfi^CurrcPchou damned and luxurious Moun-
King. I pray thee beare my former Anfwer back : taincGoac, offer’ll me Braffe ?
Bid them atchieue me, and then fell my bones. French. O perdonne moy .

Good God, why fhould they mock poore fellowes thus ? Pft. Say’ft thou me fo ? is that a Tonne of Moyes ?
The man that once did fell the Lyons skin Come hither bcy,aske me this flaue in French what is his
While the beaft liu’d,was kill’d with hunting him. Name.
A many of our bodyes fhall no doubt Toy . Efcoute comment eftes vans appelle
FindNatiueGraues: vpon thewhich,I trufi: French. TtJounfteurle Per.
Shall witnefle liuc in Brafle of this dayes worke. Toy. He fayes his Name is M .Fer.
And thofe that leaue their valiant bones in France, Pft. M.Fer.-Ile fer him, and firke him,and ferret him:
Dying likemen.though buryed in your Dunghills, difeufle the fame iA French vnto him.
They fhall be fam’d : for there the Sun {half greet them, Boy. I doehot know the French for fer, and fcrret,and
And draw their honors reeking vp to Heaucn, firke.
Leauing their earthly parts to choake your Cly me. 7>tft. Bid, him prcpare,for I will cut his throat.
The fmell whereof fhall breed a Plague in France, French, ftfue dit il Mounfteur ? :

Marke then abounding valour in our Englifh Boy. Il me commande a votes dire qtte votes faite vow
That being dead,likc to the bullets crafing, prtft., car ce foldat icy eft di(p fee tout afture de couppes veftre
o
Breakcoutintoafecondcourfe of mifehiet’e. gorge.
Killing in relapfc of Mortal'uie. Pft. Owy, cuppelc gorge permafoy pefant , vnlefle
Let me fpeakc prowdly Tell the Conftable, : thou giuc me Crowncs, braue Crowncsjormangled fhalc
We are but Warriors for the working day thou be by this my Sword. >

Our Gaynefle and our Gilt arc all befmyrcht French. O

Ie votes fttpphe pour Tamour de TDieu : ma par -
With raynic Marching in the paincfull field. donnerfte fuis leGentilhome de bon rttaifon, garde mti vitp&lc
There’s not a piece of feather in our Hoaft: votes dormer ay deux cent efetts.
Good argument(I hope)we will not flye Pft. What are his words*
P>oy. He
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Boy. He prayes you to faue his life, he is a Gentleman Kh'ȣ.Liueshegood Vnckle; thrice within this houre
of a good houle, and for his ranfom he will giue you two I faw him downe ; thrice vp agaioc, and fighting
hundred Crowncs. From Helmet to the fpurre, all blood he was.
Fiji. Tell him my fury (hall abate, and I the Crowncs Sxe. In which array (brauc Soldier) doth he lye,
will take, Larding the plaine : and by his bloody fide,
Fren. Petit (JiFonJieur que ditil (Yoake.fcliow tohis honour-owing-wounds)
Bop. Er.corc quit et contra (on hsren:ent,dc pardonner an- The Noble Earle of Suffolke alfo Ives.
ctinevrifomer: neant-menspouries efcucs que vous layt a pro- Suffolke firft dyed, and Yorke all hagled oucr
;

mets (I efi context a vous donnes le liber te le franchtfement. Comes to him, where in gore he lay infteeped.
Fre. Stir metgexeux (evens donnes rn tiles remercibus,et And takes him by the Beard, kiffes the gafhes
Te msefiimt hertrex que Is intonibe ,entre let main. A'vn Che - That bloodily did yawne vpon his face.
Haher le peufe le plus brauc valiant et Pres d.jlime Jlgnieur He ctyes aloud;Tarry my Cofin Suffolke,
d' Angleterre. My foule (hall thine keepe company to heauen :

Fiji. Expound vnto me boy. T arry (fweet foule) for mine, then flye a-breft
Boy. He giues you vpon his knees a thoufand thanks, As in this glorious and weJl-foughten field
and he efteemeshirnfelfc happy, that he hath falne into We kept together in our Chiualrie.
the hands of one (as he thinker) the mofl brauc, valorous V pon thefc words I came, and cheer’d him vp,
and thrice-worthy figneur ofEngland. He fmil’d roe in the face, raught me his hand.
Fiji. Asllucke blood, I will fome mercy fhew. Fol- And with a feeble gripe, fayes Deetc my Lord, :

low mee. Commend my fcruice to my Soucraigne,

'Boy. Saaue vous le grand Capitaine ? So did he turne, and ouer Suffclkes neckc
I did ncuer know fo full a voyce ifiuefrom fo emptiea He threw his wounded ai me, and kift his Iippes,
heart but the faying is true, The empty veffel makes the
: And lo efpous’J to death, with blood he ieal d
greatefl: found, Bardolfe and Nym had ccnne tiniesmore A Tcfiament ofNohle-ending-Ioue
valour, then this roaring diuell a’th olde play, that euerie The prettie and weet manner of it forc’d
1

one may payre his nayles with a woodden dagger, and Thoie waters from me, w hich I would haue Hop’d,
they are both hang’d,and ib would thisbe, ifheedurfl But I had not fo much of man inmee,
ftealc any thing aduenturoufly. I muff Hay with the And all my mother c rinc into mine eyes.
Lackies with the luggage of our camp, the French might And gaue mevp io teares.
haue a good pray of vs, if he knew of it, for there is none King. I blame you not.
to guard it but boyes. Exit. For Hearing this, I mufi perforce compound
With tnixtfull eyes, or they will ifiuc to. Alarum
Enter Conflable, Orleance , Burbots , Dolphin , v But hearke, what new alat um is this fame ?
and Ramburs. The French haue re-enforc’d their fcacter’d men i

T hen euery lculdiour kill his Pi ilbners,

Con. O Liable. Giue the word through. Exit
Orl. O figueur It iour ct perdta, tcute et per die.
Dol. <JMor Dieu ma vie all is confounded all. ,

Reproach, and euerlafling fhamc

Sits mocking in our Plumes. [hort Alarum. A dJclus Quartiis.
OmcfJjitnce fortune, do not runne away.
Con. Why all our ratikes are broke.
Do!, O perdurable fhamc, let’s flab our felues £nter Fluelien and Gower.
Bcchcfethe wretches that wc plaid at dice for?
Orl. Is this the King we fent too, for his ranfome ? Flu. Kill the poves and the luggage, ’Tis exprtffely
'Bur. Shame, ana eternall flume, nothing but fhame. againft the Law of Armes, tis as arrant a peece of knaue
Let vs dye in once more back** againe. ry markeyounow, as can bee offert in your Conlcietice
And he that will not follow Bur bon now. now, is it not?
Let him go hence, and with his C3p in hand Cow. Tis certaine, there’s not a boy left aliue,and the
Like a bale Pander hold the Chamber doore, Cowardly Rafcalls that ratine from the battaile ha’ done
W hilll a bafe flaue, no gentler then my dogge. this (laughter befides they haue burned and carried a
;

His faireft daughter is contaminated. way all that was in the Kings Tent, wherefore the King
Con. Diforder that hath fpoyl’d vs,friendvsnow. mod worthily hath caus’d euery foldiourto cue his pri-
Let vs on hcapes go offer vp our liues, foners throat. O
’tis a gallant King.

•Orl. Wc are enow yet liuing in the Field, Flu. I, lice was pornc at Monmouth Captaine Gewrr :

To (mother vp the Enghfhin our throngs. What call you the Townes name where Alexander the
If any order might be thought vpon, pig was borne ?
Bur. The diuell take Order now, lie to the throng; Cow. Alexander th e rea t. G
Let life be ftiort, clfe fhame will be too long. Exit. Flu. Whylpray you, isnotpig, great? Thepig, or
'
*• ' * -
. rr,'» z - '
~~
- - the grear, or the mighty, or the huge, or the magnani-
Alarum, Enter the King and hie irayne, mous, are all one reckoning$,faue the phrafe is a litlc va-
with Prtfoners , riations. v - r
'

Cower. I think c Alexander the Great was borne in

iu«{>. Well haue we dorte.thrice- valiant Countrimenj <Jltacedon
, bis Father was called Phillip of Macedon, as I
J
Blit »Vr - not done, yec kecpe.the French the field. take it.

Sxe. The D, of Y ork commends him to your Maiefty Flu, I thinkc it is in Macedon where Alexander is
pome.
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7 be Life ofHenry the Fift.

I tell you Captaine, if you looke in the Maps of
porne ;

theOrld, I warrant you fall finde in the comparifons be- I

Kin I tell thee truly Herald,
know not if the day be ours or no, %
tweenecJMacedon & Monmouth .that the fituatiops looke For yet a many ofyour horfcmen peerc.
you, is both alike. There is a Riuer ncMacedon,Hi there
i And gallop ore the field.
is alfo moreouer a Riuer at Monmouth , it is call’d Wye at Her. The day is yours.
Monmouth but out of my praines, what is the name
: it is Kin. Praifed be God, and not our ftrengthfor it

of the other Riuer but ’tis all one, tis alike as fny fingers
: What is this Cattle call’d that fiands hard by.
isto my fingers, and there is Salmons in both. If you Her, They call it Agincourt.
marke Alexanders life well, Harry of Menmouthes life is King. Then call we this the field of Agincourt,
come after it indifferent well, for there is figures in all Fought on the day of Crtjpin(rijpianus.
things. Alexander God knovves, and you know, in his Flu. Yotir Grandfather of famous memory(an’e pleafe
rages, and his furies,and his wraths, and his choliers, and your Maiefty) and your great Vncle Edward the Placke
hismoodes, and his difpleafures, and his indignations, Prince of Wales,as I haue read in the Chronicles, fought
and alfo being a little intoxicates in his praines, did in a moft praue pattle here in France,
his Ales and his angers (looke you) kill his bell friend Kin. They did Flue Hen.
Clptus. Flu. Your Maiclly fayes very true: Ifyour Maiefties
Gow. Our King is not like him in thatj he^ieuer kill’d, is remembred of it, the Welchmen did good feruiccina
*
any of his friends. Garden where Leekes did grow, wearing Leekes in their
Flu. It is no: well done (marke you now) to take the Monmouth caps, which your Maiefty know to this houre
tales out of my mouth, ere it is made and fmifhed.I lpeak is an honourable badge of the feruice And I do beleeue :

but in the figures, and comparifonsofit : as Alexander your Maiefty takes no fcornc to weare the Lcekevppon
Ch ttls > being in his Ales and his Cuppes; fo
kild his friend S. Tauies day.
Harry UHonmouth being in his right wittes, and his
alfo King. I weare it for a memorable honor :

good iudgements, turn’d away the f3t Knigh: with the For I am Welch you know good Countriman,
great belly doublet : he was full of iefls, and gypes, and Flu. All the water in Wye, cannot wafh your Maie-
knaucries, and mockes, I haue forgot hii name. fties Welfh plood out ofyour pody, I can tell you that

Gow. Sir lohn Falflajfe. Godpleffe it, and preferue it, as long a3 it pleales his
Flu. Th8t is he lie
: tell you, there is good men porne Grace, and his Maiefty too.
atCMonmouth. t Kin. Thankcs good my Countrymen.
Gow. Hecre comes his Maiefiy. Flu. By Iefhu, I am your Maiefties Countreyman, I
care not who know it: I will confefle it to all the Orld, I
Alarum. Enter King Harry and Burhon need not to be aftiamcd ofyour Maiefty^raifedbeGod
with prifoners. Houriflo. lb long as your Maiefty is an honeft man.
King, Good kcepe me fo.
King. was not angry fincelcame to France,
I Enter Williams.
Vntill this infiant. Take a Trumpet Herald, Our Heralds go with him.
Ride fhou vnto the Horfcmen on yond hill Bring me iuft notice of the numbers dead
Ifthey will fight with vs, bid them come downe, On both our parts. Call yonder fellow hither,
Or voyde the field : they do offend our fight. Exe. Souldier,you mull come to the King.
If they'l do neither, we will come to them. Km Souldier, why wear’ll thou that Gloue in thy
And make them sker awav, as fwift as flones Cappe ?
Enforced from the old Affyrian flings: mil And’t pleafe your Maiefty, tis the gage of one
Befides, wee’l cut the throats of thofe we haue, that I fhould fight withall,ifhe be aliue.
And not a man of them that we fhall take. Km. An Englifhman?
Shall tafle our mercy. Go and tell them fo. And’t pleafe your Maiefty, aRafcall that fwag-
IF'il.

Enter Montioy. ge»’d with me lafl night : who if aliue, and euer dare to
Exe. Here comes the Herald of the French,
my Liege. challenge this Gloue, I haue fwornc totakehim aboxc
Clou. His eyes are humbler then they vs’d to be. a’th ere : or if I can fee my Gloue in his cappe, which he
King. How now, what meancs this Herald ? Knowft fworeashe was a Souldier he would weare(if aliue,) 1 wil
thou not. ftrikeitoutfoundly.
That I haue fin’d thefe bones of mine for ranfome? Kin. What thinkeyou Captaine is it fit this
*
Com’ft thou againe for ranfotne ? fouldier keepe his dath.
Her. No great King Flu. Hee is a Crauen and a V illaine elfe, and’t pleafe
I come to thee for charitable Licenfe, your Maiefty in my*confcience.
That we may wander ore this bloody field, King, Itmay bee, his enemy is a Gentleman of great
T o bookc our dead, and then to bury them, fort quite from the anfwer of his degree.
T o fort our Nobles from our common men. Flu. Though he be as good a lentlcman 3s the diuel is,
For many of our Princes ( woe the while) as Lucifer and Belzcbub himlclfc, it is neceffary (looke
Lye drown'd 3nd foak’d in mercenary blood : yourGrace) that he keepe his vow and his oath : If hee
So do our vulgar drench their pcafant limbes bee periur’d (fee you now) his reputation is as arrant a
In blood ofPrinces, 3nd with wounded fteeds villainc and a lacke fawce, as euer his blacke ftipo trodd
Fret fet-lockedeepe in gore, and with wildcrage vpon Gods ground, and his earth, in my confidence law
Yerke out their armed heelcs at their dead maflers. Kmg. Then keepe thy vow firrah, when thou meet’ll
Killingthem twice. O giue vs lcaue great King, the fellow.
To view the field in fafety, and difpofc ml. So, I wil my Liege, as I Hue.
Oftheir dead bodies. Kmg. Who lcru’ll thou vndcr ?
Wil.
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po The Life ofHenry the Fift .

Will. Vnder Captaine Gower, xn y Liege. your Maieftie is take out of the Helmet of tA/an.
Fid. Gower is a good Captaine , and is good know- fon.
ledge and literatured in the Warres, WiU. My Liege, this was my Gloue, here is the fellow
King. Call him hither to me, Souldier. of iciand he that I gaue it to in change, promis’d to weare
Will. I will my Liege. Exit. it in his Cappe I promis’d to ftrike him, if he did I met
:
:

King. Here Flue!len,we are thou this fauour forme, and this man wich ray Gloue in his Cappe, and I haue been as
ftickeit in thy Cappe when Alanfon and my felfe were
: good as my word.
downe together,I p’luckt this Gloue from his Helme If : Your Maieftie heave now, fauing your Maiefties
Flu.
any man challenge this, hee is a friend to eAlanfon,md an Manhood, what an arrant rafcaily , beggerly lowfie ,

enemy to our Perfon; if thou encounter any fuch, appre- Knaue hope your Maieftie is peare me teftimonic
it is : I

hend him, and thou do’ft me loue. and witncffe.and will auouchment, that this is the Gloue
Tin. Y our Grace doo’s me as great Honors as can be of Alanfon, that your Maieftie is giue me, in your Con.
defir’d in the hearts of his Subjects: I would faine fee feience now.
the man,that ha’s but two legges, that fhall find himfelfe King. Giue me thy Gloue Souldier
agreefd at this Gloue; that is all: but! I would fainc fee Looke, heere is the fellow of it
it once, and pleafe Godot his grace thac I might fee. ’Twas I indeed thou promifed’ft to ftrike,
King- Know ’ft thou Gower ? , And thou haft giuen me moft bitter termes.
Flu. He is my dcare friend, and pleafe you. Flu. And pleafe your Maieftie, let his Neck anfwere
King. Pray thee goe feeke him, and bring him to my for it,if there is Law in the World.
any Marftull
Tent. King. How canft thou make me fatisfacVion ?
Flu. him.
I will fetch Exit. , WtH. All offences,my Lord, come from the heart: ne-
King. My Lord of Warwick. and my Brother GloJier uer came any from mine, that might offend your Ma-
}
Follow Fluellen dofcly at the heeles. ieftie.

The Gloue which I hauegiuen him fora fauour. Kino

it was our felfe thou didft abufe.
c>

May haply purchale him a box a’th’care. Your Maieftie came not like your felfe you
WtH. :

It is the Souldiers : Iby bargaine fhould appear’d io infe but as a common man ; witneffe the
Weare it my felfe. Follow good Coufin Warwick Night your Garments, your Lowlineffe and what
,
:

If that the Souldier ftrike him, as I iudge yourHighncffe fuffer’d vndjrt'hat fliape I befeech you ,

By his blunt bearing,he wili keepe his word take it for your owne fault, and not mine for had you :

Some fodaine mifehiefe may arifc of it beene as I tooke you for, I made no offence ; therefore 1
For I doe know Fluellen valiant, bcfeech your Highneffe pardon me.
And toucht with Cholcr,hot as Gunpowder, KwgMcte. Vnckle ExeterfiW this Gloue withCrownes,
And quickly will returne an iniurie. And giue it to this fcl’ow. Keepe it ieliovv.
Followjand fee there be no harme betweene them. And weare it for an Honor in thy Cappe,
Goe you with me,Vnckle of Exeter. Exeunt. Till I doe challenge it. Giue him theCrownes :

And Captaine, you mufl needs be friends with him.

Enter Gower and Williams. Flu. By this Day and this Lighc, the fellow h^smet-
Will. I warrant it is to Knight you,Captaine. tell enough Hold, there is twclue-pence for
in his belly :

Enter Fluellen. you, and I pray you to (erue God, and keepe you out cf
Gods will, and his pleafure, Captaine, I befecch
Flu. prawlcs and prabb!es,and quarrels and difientions, and I
you now, come apace to the King there is more good : warrant you it is the better toryou.
toward you peraduenture, then is in your knowledge to Will, I will none of your Money.
dreame of. Flu. It is with a goodwill: I can tell you it will fevue
Will. Sir, know you thisGlouc? you to mend yourfhooes; come, wherefore flaould you
Flu. Know the Gloue; I know the Gloue is aGloue. be io pafhfull, your fhooes is not fo good : ’tis a good
Will. I know this, and thus I challenge it. filling I warrant you, or I will change it.

Strikes him. Enter Herauld.

Flu. ’Sblud,an arranc-T raytor as anyes in the Vuiuer- King. Now Herauld,are the dead numbred ?
fall World, or in France, or in England. Herald. Heere is the uumber of the flaught’red
Gower. How now Sir? you Villaine. French.
WtH. Doe you thinke lie be forfworne ? King. What Prifoners of good fort are taken,
Flu. Stand away Captaine Gower, I will giue Tteafon VncklS?
his payment into piowes,! warrant you. Exs. Charles Duke of Orleance,Nephew to the King,
Will. I am no Tray&r, Iohn Duke of Burbon,and Lord Bouckic/uald
Flu. That’s a Lye in thy Throat. I charge you in his Of other Lords and Barons, Knights and Squires,
Maiefties Name apprehend him,he’s a friend of the Duke Full fifteene hundred, befides common men.
AlanJons. .. . .
King. This Note doth tell me of ten thoufand French
Enter Warwick, and Cjloucejler. That in the field lye flaine : of Princes in this number,
Warw. How now, how now, what’s the matter? And Nobles bearing Banners, there lye dead
Flu. My Lord of Warwick, heere is, pray fed be God One hundred twentie fix added to thefe. :

for it, a.mo(i contagious Trealon come to light, looke Of Knights, Efquires, and gallant Gentlemen,
you r as you fhall defire in a Summers day. Hccrc is his Eight thoufand and foure hundred: of the which,
-Maieftie.
•
Enter Kino
and Exeter.
o Fiue hundred were but yefterday dubb'd Knights.
,

King. How now, what’s the matter ? So that in thefe ten thoufand they haue lolt.
Flu. My Liege , heerc is a Villaine, and a Traytor, There are but fixteene hundred Mercenaries
that iookc your Grace, ha’s ftrookp the Gloue which The reft are Princes, Barons, Lords, Knights, Squires,
And
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And Gentlemen *>f bleud and qualitie. Being free from vain-nefle,and felfe-glorious pride;
The Name* of thofc their Nobles that lye dead Giuing full Trophce,SignalI,and Oftent,
Charles Dclabreth,H\$\ Conflable of France, Quite from himfelfe,to God, But now behold,
Iaques of Chatilion,Admirall of France, In the quick Forge and working-houfe of Thought,
TheMafterof the Croffe-bowes,Lord Rambures t
How London doth powre out her Citizens,
Great Mafter of France,the braue Sir Gutchard Dolphin, The Maior and all his Brethren in heft fort.
Iohn Duke of Alanio n, Anthonie Duke of Brabant, Like to the Senatours of th’antique Rome,
The Brother to the Duke of Burgundie, With the Plebeians fw3rming at their heeles,
And Edward Duke of Barr of luflie Earles, : Goe forth and fetch their Conqu’ring Cafar in
Grandpree and Roujfle, Fauconbridge and Foyes, As by a lower,but by louing likelynood.
Beaumont and Marie, Handemont and Leflrale- Were now the Generali of our gracious Emprefie,
Here was a Royall fellowship of death. As in good time he may, from Ireland coroming,
Where is the number of our Engiifh dead ? Bringing Rebellion broached on his Sword
Edward the Duke of Y orke,the Earle of Suffolk®, How many would the peaceful! Citie quit,
Sir Richard Ketly Dauy ,
Gam Elquire T o welcome him ? much more,and much mote caufe.
None elfe of name : and of all other men, Did they this Harry Now in London place him.
But Hue and twentic. As yet the lamentation of the French
O God, thy Arme was heere : Inuites the King of Englands flay at home :

And not to vs, but to thy Arme alone, The Emperour’s comming in be-halfe of France,
Afcribe we all
: when, without Aratagem, T o order peace betweene them and omit :

But fhock,and cuen play of Battaile,

in plaine Ail the occurrences,what euer chanc’t,
Was eucr knowne fo great and little Ioffe ? Till Harries backe returne againe to France:
On one part and on th’other,take it God, There rnuft we bring him and my felfe haue play’d;

For it is none but thine. The interim, by remembring yon ’tis part.
Exet. 'Tis wonderful!. Then brooke abridgcmcnt,and your eyes aduance.
Come.goe me in procdTron to the Village
King. : After your thoughts > ftraight backe againe to France,
And be it death prochymcd through our Hoad, Exit.
To boafl of this, or take that prayfe from God,
Which is his onely. E nter Fluellen and Gower.
Flu. Is it not lawfull and pleafe your Maieftic, to tell
how many is kill’d ? Gower. Nay, that’s right : but why weare you your
King. Yes Oaptaine: but with this acknowledgement, Leeke to day i S. Dauiss day is pair.
That God fought for vs. Flu. There is occafions and caufes why and wherefore
Flu. Yes,my confcience.hc did vs great good. in all things I will tell you afle my friend, Captaine
:

King. Doe we all holy Rights Gower', the rafcally, fcauld,beggerly, lowfie.pragging
Let there be lung Non nobis, and Te Deum, Knaue Pifloll, which you and your felfe, and all the World,
The dead with charitie enclos’d in Clay: know to be no petter then a fellow, looke you now, of no
And then to Callice.and to England then. merits : hce is come toint, and prings me pread and
Where ne’rc from France arriu’d more happy men. fault yeflerday, looke you, and bid me eate my Leeke
Exeunt. it was in a place where I could not breed no contention

with hi err but I will be fobold as to wcarc it in my Cap

;

till I fee him once againe, and then I will tell him a little

piece of my defires.
Enter Pifioll.
Gower. Why heere hee comes,fwelling like aTurky-
cock.
Enter Chorus. Flu. ’Tis no matter for his fwcllings, nor his Turky-
Vouchfafe to thofe that haue not read the Story, cocks. God plcfle you aunchient Pifloltryou feuruie low-
That I may prompt them and of fuch as haue, :
fic Knaue, God pleffe you.
I humbly pray them to admit th’excufe Pifl. Ha, art thou bedlam ? doefl thou third, bafe
Of time,of numbers, and due courfe of things. Troian, to haue me fold vp F areas fatall Web ? Hence;
Which cannot in their huge and proper life, 1 am qualmifh at the fmcll of Leeke.
Be here prefented. Now we beare the King Flu. 1 pefeech you heartily, feuruie lowfic Knaue, at
Toward Callice i.Graunt him there there feene, ; my defircs,and my requefts, and my petitions, to eate,
Hcauchim away vponyour winged thoughts, looke you,this Leeke ; becaufe, looke you, you doe not
Athwatt the Sea Behold the Englifh beacii
: louc it, nor your affedfions, and your appetites and your
Pales in the flood ; with Men, Vv iues,and Boyes, diigeflions doo’s not agree with it, 1 would defire you
Whofe flrouts-St daps out-voycc the deep-mouth’d Sea, to eate it.
Which likeamigluic Whiffler ’fore the King, Pifl.Not for Cadwallader and all his Goats.
Seemes to prepare his way : So let him land, Flu.There isoneGoat for you. Strides him.
And folcmnly fee him fet on to London. Will you be fo good,fcauld Knaue, as eate it?
So fwift a pac e harhThought,rhat cuen now Pifl. Bafe Troian,thou fhalt dye.
You may imagine him vpon Black-Heath Flu. You Knaue, when Gods
fay very true, fcauld
Where,! hat his Lords defire him, to haue borne will is : I will defire mcane time, and
you to line in the
His bruifed Helmet, and his bended Sword cate your Viftuals there is fawee for it. You
: come,
Before him, through the Citie: he forbids it. call’d me yeflerday Mountainc-Squicr, but I toll make
you
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9z The Life ofHenry the Lift.

you to day a fquire of low degree. I pray you fall too,if Quee. So happy be the Iflue brother Ireland
you can mocke a Leeke, you can eate a Leeke. Of this good day, and of this gracious meeting,
Goar. Enough Captaine,you haue aftonifht him. As we are now glad to behold your eyes,'
Flu-l fay, I will make him cate fome part of my leeke, Your eyes which hitherto haue borne
or I will peate his pate foure dayes : bite I pray you, ic is In them againft the French that met them in their bent,
good for your grecne wound, and your ploodie Coxc- The fatall Balls cf murthcring Baliliskes
combe. The venome of fuch Lookes we fairely hope
*Pifl. Muft I bite. Haue left their qualitie, and that this day
Fla. Y es certainly, and out of doubt end cut of que- change all griefes and quarrels into louc.
Shall
flion too,and ambiguities. Eng. To cry Amen to that, thus we appeare.
Fiji. By this Leeke, I will moft horribly rcuenge I You Enghfh Princes all, I doe '

Qvft' falute you.

eate and eate I fvveare. 'Burg. My dutic to you both, on cquall loue.
Flu. Eate I pray you, will you haue fome more fauce Great Kings of France and England: that I haue labour d
to your Leeke there is not enough Leeke to fweare by.
: With all my wits, my paincs,and ftrong endeuors.
Pifl. Qn etthy Cudgel!, thou dolt fee I eate. To bring your moft lmperiall Maiefties
Flu. Much good dc you feald knaue, heartily. Nay, Vnto this Barre.and Royall enterview
pray you throw none away, the skinne is good for your Your Mightineffeon both parts beft can witnefle.
broken Coxcombc ; when you take occafions to fee Since then my Office hath fo farre preuayl’d.
Leekes hcereafter, I pray you mocke at ’em, that is all, That Face to Face, and Royall Eye to Eye,
Fifl. Good. Y ou haue ccngreeted let it not difgrace me.
:

Flu. J, Leekes is good held you,

: there is a groat to If I demand before this Royall view.
hcaleyour pate. What Rub, or what Impediment there is,
Pifl. Me a groat? Why that the naked, poore, and mangled Peace,
Flu Yes verily, and in truth you fhall take it, or I haue DcarcNourfeof Arts, Plentyes, and ioy full Births,
another Leeke in my pocket,which you flisll eate. Should not in this beft Garden of the World,
pifl. 1 take thy groat in earned ofreuenge. Our fertile France, put vp her louely Vifage ?
owe you any thing, I will p3y you in Cud-
Flu. If I AlaSjfhec hath from France too long been chas'd.
gels, you be a Woodmonger, and buy nothing ot
fhall An Jill her Husbandry doth lye on hcapes.
me but cudgels Godbu’y you, and keepeyou, Sc healc
.•
Corrupting in itowne fertiliue.
your pate. Exit Her Vioe,the merry chearer of the heart,
Fiji. All hell fhall ftirrefor this. Vnprunedjdyes her Hedges euen pleach’d.
:

Gow. Go, go, you are cowardly Knaue,

a counterfeit Like Prifoners wildly otier-growne with hayre.
will you mocke at an ancient Tradition began vppon *11 Put forth diforder’d Twigs : her fallow Leas,
honourable refped, and wornc 33 a memorable Trophee The Darnell, Hemlock, and ranke Femetary,
of predecealed valor,and dare not aumich in your deeds Doth root vpon while ;
chat the Culcer rolls,
any of your words. 1 haue feene you gleeking & galling That fhouid deracinate fuch Sauagery
at this Gentleman twiccor thrice. \ ou thought, bccauie The euen Mcade,that erft brought'fweetlv forth
he could not Ipeakc Enghfh inthenaciue garb, lie could The freckled Cowflip,Kurnet,and greene Clouer,
not therefore handle an Englifh Cudgcll you finde ic o- :
Wanting the Sythe, withal! vneorreded, ranke j
therwilc, and henceforth kt a Wclfh corredtion, teach Concciues by idlenefte,and nothing tcemes.
you a good Englifh condition, fare ye well. Exit But hateful! Docks, rough Thi(tles,K<.klyes,Eurrcs,
Pift. Docth fortune play the hufwifewith me new? Looffngboth Beaune and vtihtie;
Ncwes haue I that my Doll'is dead i’th Spittle of a mala- And all our Vineyards, Fallowes, Meades, and Hedges,
dy of France, and there my rendeuous is quite cutoff Defcdtiue in their natures, grow to wildneffc.
Oldldowaxe, and from my wearie limbes honour is Euen curHcufes.and our felues,and Children,
fo
Cudgcld. Well, Baud lie turne, andfomething leaneto Haue loftjor doe not learne, for want of time.
Cut-purfe ofquickchand To England willllleale, and
: The Sciences that fhouid become our Countrey
there lie ftcalc But grow like Sauages,as Souldicrs will,
And patches will I get vnto thefe cudgcld fearres, That nothing doc, but medicate on Blood,
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And fworc I got than in the Gallia warres. Exit To Swearing,and fierne Lookes, defus’d A tty re.
And euery thing chat feernes vnnaturall.
Enter fit one doore, King Henry , Exeter, Bedford, tVarwickc, Which to reduce into our forhner fauour,
and other Lords. At another Queenc Ifabel, ,
You are affcmbled and my fpcech entreats.
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the King, the Du he of H ourgongne}and That I may know the Let, why gentle Peace
other French. Should net expell thefe inconuenienccs,
King, Peace to this meeting, wherefore wc are met; And blefic vs with her former qualities,
V mo our brother France, and to our Sifter Eng. If Duke of Burgonie,you would thePeace,
Health and fairc time of day : loy and good wi fires Whole want giues growth to th’imperfe&ions
To our moft fairc and Princely Cofine Katherine : Which you haue cited ; you muft buy that Peace
And as a branch and member of this Royalty, W ith full accord to all our iuft demands.

By whom this great affembly is coritriu’d, Whole Tenures and particular effeds
We do falure you Duke o t
Bargogne, .
You haue enl chedul’d briefely in your hands.
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And Princes French 3nd Pecrcs health to you all, Burg The King hath heard them: to the which, as yet
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Fra. P.ight ioyou* are we to behold yourtacc, There is no Anlwer made.

Moft worthy brother England, faircly met. Sag. Well then the Peace which you before fo vrg’d,
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So are you Princes (Englifh) eucry one. Lyes in his Anfwer:

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Trance. I haue but with a curfclaric eye Loue,or bound my Horfe for her fauours, 1 could
lay on
O’re-glanc'c the Articles: Pleafech your Grace like a Butcher, and Apes, neuer off. But
fit like a lack an
To appoint fome of your Councell prefently before God Kate, 1 cannot looke greenely, nor gafpe out
To fit with vs once more,with better heed my eloquence , nor I haue no cunning in proteflation;
To re-furuey them; we will fuddenly onelydowne-rightOathes, which I neuervfe tillvrg’d,
PalTe our accept and peremptorte Anfwcr. norneuerbreake forvrging. If thou canft loue a fellow
England. Brother we (ball. Goe Vnckie Exeter of this temper, AVmr,whofe face is not worth Sunne-bur-
And Brother Clarence, and you Brother Gloucefter, ningf that neuer lookes in hisGlaffe, for loue of any
tyarwief, and Huntington, goe with the King, thing he fees there ? let thine Eye be thy Cooke. I fpeake
And take with you free power,to ratifie. to thee plaine Souldier If thou canft loue me for this, :

Augment, or alter, as your VVifdomcs beft take me? ifnot?co fay to thee that I (ball dyefls trucjbut
aduantageable for our Digninc,
Shall fee for thy loue, by the L. No :
yet I loue thee too. And
Any thing in or out of out Demands, while thou liu'ft, deare Kate, take a fellow of plaine and
And wee’le configne thereto. Will you, fairc Sifter, vneoyned Conftancie.for he perforce mull do thee right,
Goe with the Princes or flay here with vs ? becaufe he hath not the gift to wooc in other places : for
Quce. Our gracious Brother, 1 will goe with them thefe fellovves ofinfinit tongue,thar can rymethemfelues
Happily a Womans Voyce may doe loiric good. into Ladyes fauours, they doe alwayes rcafon themfelucs
When Articles too nicely vrg’d,be flood on. out againe. What ? a fpeaker is but a piater, a Ryme is

England. Yet leaue out Coiffin Katherine here with vs, but a Ballad a good Legge will fall, a
;
ftrait Backc will
She is our capitall Demand, compris’d ftoope,a blacke Beard will turne white, 3 curl’d Pate will
Within the fore-ranke of our Articles. grow bald, a faire Face will wither, a Eye will wax
full

Quee. Sne hath good Icaue. Exeunt omnes. hollow but a good Heau, Kate, is
: the Sunne and the