false report that Charlemont is dead depends the fabrique of the worke to credit that with all the countenance wee can Bor. Faith Sir euen let his owne inheritance whereof y 'aue dispossess'd him countenance the act Spare so much out of that to giue him a solempnitie of funerall T' will quit the cost and make your apprehension of his death appeare more confident and true D'am. I le take thy counsell Now farewell blacke night Thou beauteous Mistresse of a murderer To honour thee that hast accomplish'd all I le weare thy colours at his funerall Exeunt Enter Leuidulcia into her chamber man'd by Fresco Leu. Th' art welcome into my chamber Fresco Prithee shut the dore Nay thou mistakest me Come in and shut it Fres. T' is somewhat late Madame Leu. No matter I haue somewhat to say to thee What is not thy mistresse towards a husband yet Fres. Faith Madame shee has suitors But they will not suite her me thinkes They will not come off lustily it seemes Leu. They will not come on lustily thou wouldst say Fres. I meane Madame they are not rich enough Leu. But I Fresco they are not bold enough Thy Mistresse is of a liuely attractiue bloud Fresco And in troth shee 's o' my minde for that A poore spirit is poorer then a poore purse Give me a fellow that brings not onely temptation with him but has the actiuitie of wit and audacitie of spirit to apply euery word and gesture of a womans speech and behauiour to his owne desire and make her beleeue shee 's the suitor her selfe Neuer giue backe till he has made her yeeld to it Fres. Indeede among our equals Madame but otherwise we shall be put horribly out o'countenance Leu. Thou art deceiu'd Fresco Ladyes are as courteous as Yeomens wiues and me thinkes they should be more gentle Hot diet and soft ease makes em like waxe alwaies kept warme more easie to take impression Prithee vntie my shooe What art thou shamefac'd too Goe roundly to worke man My legge is not goutie t' will endure the feeling I warrant thee Come hither Fresco thine eare S'daintie I mistooke the place I miss'd thine eare and hit thy lip Fres. Your Ladyshop has made me blush Leu. That showes th' art full o'lustie bloud and thou knowest not how to vse it Let mee see thy hand Thou shouldst not be shamefac'd by thy hand Fresco Here 's a brawny flesh and a hairy skinne both signes of an able body I doe not like these flegmaticke smooth-skinn'd soft-flesh'd fellowes They are like candied Suckets when they begin to perish which I would alwayes emptie my Closet off and giue 'em my chamber-maid I haue some skill in Palmestry by this line that stands directly against mee thou shouldst be neare a good fortune Fresco if thou hadst the grace to entertaine it Fres. O what is that Madame I pray Leu. No lesse then the loue of a faire Lady if thou doest not lose her with faint-heartednesse Fres. A Lady Madame alas a Lady is a great thing I cannot compasse her Leu. No Why I am a Lady Am I so great I cannot be compassed Claspe my wast and try Fres. I could finde i' my heart Madame Sebastian knockes within Leu. Vds body my Husband Faint-hearted foole I thinke thou wert begotten betweene the North-pole and the congeal'd passage Now like an ambitious Coward that betrayes himselfe with fearefull delay you must suffer for the treason you neuer committed Goe hide thy selfe behind yond arras instantly Fresco hides himselfe Enter Sebastian Sebastian What doe you here so late Seba. Nothing yet but I hope I shall Kisses her Leu. Y' are very bold Seba. And you very valiant for you met mee at full Cariere Leu. You come to ha' me moue your fathers reconciliation I le write a word or two i' your behalfe Seba A word or two Madame that you doe for mee will not be contain'd in lesse then the compasse of two sheetes But in plaine termes shall wee take the opportunitie of priuatenesse Leu. What to doe Seba. To dance the beginning of the world after the English manner Leu. Why not after the French or Italian Seba. Fie They dance it preposterously backward Leu. Are you so actiue to dance Seba. I can shake my heeles Leu. Y' are well made for 't Seba. Measure me from top to toe you shall not finde mee differ much from the true standard of proportion Belforest knockes within Leu. I thinke I am accurs'd Sebastian There 's one at the doore has beaten opportunitie away from vs In briefe I loue thee And it shall not be long before I giue thee a testimony of it To saue thee now from suspition doe no more but draw thy Rapier chase thy selfe and when hee comes in rush by without taking notice of him Onely seeme to be angry and let me alone for the rest Enter Belforest Seba. Now by the hand of Mercurie Exit Sebastian Bel. What 's the matter wife Leu. Ooh Ooh Husband Bel. Prithee what ail'st thou woman Leu. O feele my pulse It beates I warrant you Be patient a little sweet Husband tarry but till my breath come to me againe and I le satisfie you Bel. What ailes Sebastian he lookes so distractedly Leu. The poore Gentleman 's almost out on 's wits I thinke You remember the displeasure his Father tooke against him about the liberty of speech he vs'd euen now when your daughter went to be marryed Bel. Yes what of that Leu. T' has craz'd him sure he met a poore man i' the street euen now Vpon what quarrell I know not but hee pursued him so violently that if my house had not beene his rescue he had surely kild him Bel. What a strange desperate young man is that Leu. Nay husband hee grew so in rage when hee saw the man was conueyed from him that he was ready euen to haue drawne his naked weapon vpon mee And had not your knocking at the doore preuented him surely h 'ad done something to mee Bel. Where 's the man Leu. Alas here I warrant you the poore fearefull soule is scarce come to himselfe againe yet If the foole haue any wit hee will apprehend mee Doe you heare sir You may be bold to come forth the Fury that haunted you is gone Fresco peepes fearefully forth from behinde the Arras Fres. Are you sure hee is gone Bel. Hee 's gone hee 's gone I warrant thee Fres. I would I were gone too Has shooke mee almost into a dead palsie Bel. How fell the difference betweene you Fres. I would I were out at the backe doore Bel. Th' art safe enough Prithee tell 's the falling out Fres. Yes sir when I haue recouered my spirits My memory is almost frighted from mee Oh so so so Why Sir as I came along the streete Sir this same Gentleman came stumbling after mee and trod o' my heele I cryed O. Doe you cry sirrah saies hee Let mee see your heele if it be not hurt I le make
him I murder'd to supply the want and weakenesse o' mine owne t' is growne so colde and flegmaticke Lang. Murder murder murder Within D'am. Mountaines o'erwhelme mee the Ghoast of olde Montferrers haunts me Lang. Murder murder murder D'am. O were my body circumuolu'd within that cloude that when the thunder teares his passage open it might scatter me to nothing in the ayre Enter Languebeau Snuffe with the Watch Lang. Here you shall finde the murder'd body D'am. Black Beelzebub and all his hell-hounds come to apprehend me Lang. No my good Lord Wee come to apprehend the murderer The Ghoast great Pluto was a foole vnfit to be imployed in any serious businesse for the state of hell Why could not he ha' suffer'd me to raise the mountaine o' my sinnes with one as damnable as all the rest and then ha' tumbled me to ruine But apprehend me e'en betweene the purpose and the act before it was committed Watch. Is this the murderer He speakes suspitiously Lang. No verily This is my Lord D'amville And his distraction I thinke growes out of his griefe for the losse of a faithfull seruant For surely I take him to be Borachio that is slaine D'am. Haah Borachio slaine Thou look'st like Snuffe doest not Lang. Yes in sincerity my Lord D'am. Harke thee Sawest thou not a Ghoast Lang. A Ghoast where my Lord I smell a Foxe D'am. Heere i' the Churchyard Lang. Tush tush their walking spirits are meere imaginarie fables There 's no such thing in rerum natura Heere is a man slaine And with the Spirit of consideration I rather think him to be the murderer got into that disguise then any such phantastique toy Da'm. My braines begin to put themselues in order I apprehend thee now T' is e'en so Borachio I will search the Center but I 'le finde the murderer Watch. Heere heere heere D'am. Stay A sleepe so soundly and so sweetly vpon Deathes Heads and in a place so full of feare and horrour Sure there is some other happinesse within the freedome of the conscience then my knowledge e'er attain'd too Ho ho ho Charl. Y' are welcome Vncle Had you sooner come You had beene sooner welcome I 'm the Man You seeke You sha'not neede examine me D'am. My Nephew and my Daughter O my deare Lamented bloud what Fate has cast you thus Vnhappily vpon this accident Charl. You know Sir she 's as cleare as Chastitie D'am. As her owne chastitie The time the place All circumstances argue that vncleare Casta. Sir I confesse it and repentantly Will vndergoe the selfe same punishment That Iustice shall inflict on Charlemont D'am. Vniustly she betrayes her innocence Watch. But Sir she 's taken with you and she must To prison with you D'am. There 's no remedie Yet were it not my Sonnes bed she abus'd My land should flie but both should be excus'd Exeunt Enter Belforest and a Seruant Belfo. Is not my wife come in yet Seru. No my Lord Belfo. Me thinks she 's very affectedly enclin'd To young Sebastian's company o'late But iealousie is such a torment that I am afraid to entertaine it Yet The more I shunne by circumstance to meete Directly with it the more ground I finde To circumuent my apprehension First I know sh 'as a perpetuall appetite Which being so oft encounter'd with a man Of such a bold luxurious freedome as Sebastian is and of so promising A body her owne bloud corrupted will Betray her to temptation Enter Frisco closely Fris. 'Precious I was sent by his Lady to see if her Lord were in bed I should ha' done 't slily without discouery and now I am blurted vpon 'em before I was aware Exit Belfo. Know not you the Gentlewoman my wife brought home Seru. By sight my Lord Her man was here but now Belfo. Her man I pr'ithee runne and call him quickly This villaine I suspect him euer since I found him hid behind the Tapestry Frisco th' art welcome Frisco Leaue vs Doest heare Frisco is not my wife at thy Mistresses Frisco I know not my Lord Belfo. I prithee tell me Frisco we are priuate tell me Is not thy Mistresse a good wench Fris. How meanes your Lordship that A wench o' the trade Belf. Yes faith Frisco e'en a wench o' the trade Fris. O no my Lord Those falling diseases cause baldnesse and my Mistresse recouers the losse of haire for she is a Periwig-maker Belfo. And nothing else Frisc. Sels Falls and Tyres and Bodies for Ladies or so Belfo. So Sir and she helpes my Lady to falles and bodies now and then doe's she not Frise. At her Ladiships pleasure my Lord Belfo. Her pleasure you Rogue you are the Pandar to her pleasure you Varlet are you not you know the conueyances betweene Sebastian and my wife Tell me the truth or by this hand I 'le naile thy bosome to the earth Stirre not you Dogge but quickly tell the truth Frisco O Yes Speake like a Crier Belfo. Is not thy Mistresse a Bawde to my wife Frisco O yes Belfo. And acquainted with her trickes and her plots and her deuises Frisco O yes If any man Court Citie or Countrey has found my Lady Leuidulcia in bed but my Lord Beforest it is Sebastian Belfo. What doest thou proclaime it Doest thou crie it thou villaine Frisco Can you laugh it my Lord I thought you meant to proclaime your selfe Cuckold Enter the Watch Belfo. The Watch Met with my wish I must request th' assistance of your offices Frisco runnes away S'death stay that villaine pursue him Exeunt Enter Snuffe importuning Soquette Sequ. Nay if you get me any more into the Churchyard Snu. Why Soquette I neuer got thee there yet Soqu. Got me there No Not with childe Snu. I promis'd thee I would not and I was as good as my word Soqu. Yet your word was better then than your deede But steale vp into the little matted chamber o' the left hand Snu. I prithee let it be the right hand thou left'st me before and I did not like that Soqu. 'Precious quickly So soone as my Mistresse shall be in bed I 'le come to you Exit Snuffe Enter Sebastian Leuidulcia and Cataplasma Cata. I wonder Frisco stayes so long Seba. Mistresse Soquette a word with you Whisper Leui. If he brings word my Husband is i'bed I will aduenture one nights liberty to lie abroad My strange affection to this Man T' is like that naturall sympathie which e'en among the sencelesse creatures of the earth commands a mutuall inclination and consent For though it seemes to be the free effect of mine owne voluntarie loue yet I can neither restraine it nor giue reason for 't But now t' is done and in your power it lies to saue my honour or dishonour me Cata. Enioy your pleasure Madame without feare I neuer will betray the trust you haue committed to me And you wrong your selfe to let consideration of the sinne molest your conscience Mc thinkes t' is vniust that a reproach should be inflicted on
you cry for something So he claps my head betweene his legges and pulles off my shooe I hauing shifted no sockes in a sea night the Gentleman cryed foh and said my feete were base and cowardly feete they stuncke for feare Then hee knock'd my shooe about my pate and I cryed O once more In the meane time comes a shag hair'd dogge by and rubbes against his shinnes The Gentleman tooke the dog in shagge-haire to be some Watch-man in a rugge gowne and swore hee would hang mee vp at the next doore with my lanthorne in my hand that passengers might see their way as they went without rubbing against Gentlemens shinnes So for want of a Cord hee tooke his owne garters off and as he was going to make a nooze I watch'd my time and ranne away And as I ranne indeede I bid him hang himselfe in his owne gatters So hee in choler pursued mee hither as you see Bel. Why this sauours of distraction Leu. Of meere distraction Fres. How soeuer it sauours I am sure it smels like a lye Bel Thou maist goe forth at the backe doore honest fellow the way is priuate and safe Fres. So it had neede for your fore-doore here is both common and dangerous Exit Belforest Leu. Good night honest Fresco Fres. Good night Madame if you get mee kissing o'Ladies againe Exit Fresco Leu. This fals out handsomely But yet the matter does not well succeed Till I haue brought it to the very deede Exit Enter Charlemont in Armes a Musquetier and a Serieant Charl. Serieant what houre o' the night is 't Ser. About one Charl. I would you would relieue me for I am So heauie that I shall ha' much adoe To stand out my perdu Thunder and Lightning Ser. I le e'en but walke The round sir and then presently returne Soul For God's sake Serieant relieue me aboue fiue houres together in so foule a stormy night as this Ser. Why t' is a musique Souldier Heauen and earth are now in consort when the Thunder and the Canon play one to another Exit Serieant Charl. I know not why I should be thus inclin'd to sleepe I feele my disposition press'd with a necessitie of heauines Souldier if thou hast any better eyes I prithee wake mee when the Serieant comes Soul Sir t' is so darke and stormy that I shall scarce eyther see or heare him e'er he comes vpon mee Charl. I cannot force my selfe to wake Sleepes Enter the ghost of Montferrers Mont. Returne to France for thy old Father 's dead And thou by murther disinherited Attend with patience the successe of things But leaue reuenge vnto the King of kings Exit Charlemont arts and wakes Charl. O my affrighted soule what fearefull dreame Was this that wak'd mee Dreames are but the rais'd Impressions of premeditated things By serious apprehension left vpon Our mindes or else th' imaginary shapes Of obiects proper to th' complexion or The dispositions of our bodyes These Can neyther of them be the cause why I Should dreame thus for my mind has not been mou'd With any one conception of a thought To such a purpose nor my nature wont To trouble me with phantasies of terror It must be something that my Genius would Informe me of Now gratious heauen forbid O! let my Spirit be depriu'd of all Fore-sight and knowledge ere it vnderstand That vision acted or diuine that act To come Why should I thinke so Left I not My worthy Father i' the kind regard Of a most louing Vncle Souldier sawst No apparition of a man Soul You dreame Sir I saw nothing Charl. Tush These idle dreames Are fabulous Our boyling phantasies Like troubled waters falsifie the shapes Of things retain'd in them and make 'em seeme Confounded when they are distinguish'd So My actions daily conuersant with warre The argument of bloud and death had left Perhaps th' imaginary presence of Some bloudy accident vpon my minde Which mix'd confusedly with other thoughts Whereof th' remembrance of my Father might Be one presented all together seeme Incorporate as if his body were The owner of that bloud the subiect of That death when hee 's at Paris and that bloud Shed here It may be thus I would not leaue The warre for reputatio'ns sake vpon An idle apprehension a vaine dreame Enter the Ghost Soul Stand Stand I say No Why then haue at thee Sir if you will not stand I le make you fall Nor stand nor fall Nay then the Diuel's damme has broke her husbands head for sure it is a Spirit I shot it through and yet it will not fall Exit The Ghost approaches Charlemont Hee fearefully auoids it Char. O pardon me my doubtfull heart was slow To credit that which I did feare to know Exeunt Actus tertii Scena prima Enter the Funerall of Montferrers D'amville SEt downe the Body Pay earth what shee lent But shee shall beare a liuing monument To let succeeding ages truely know That shee is satisfied what hee did owe Both principall and vse because his worth Was better at his death then at his birth A dead march Enter the Funerall of Charlemont as a Souldier D'am. And with his Body place that memorie Of noble Charlemont his worthie Sonne And giue their Graues the rites that doe belong To Souldiers They were Souldiers both The Father Held open warre with Sinne the Sonne with bloud This in a warre more gallant that more good The first volley D'am. There place their Armes and here their Epitaphes And may these Lines suruiue the last of graues The Epitaph of Montferrers HEre lye the Ashes of that earth and fire whose heat and fruit ded feede and warme the poore And they as if they would in sighes expire and into teares dissolue his death deplore Hee did that good freelie for goodnesse sake unforc'd for gen'rousnesse he held so deare That hee fear'd none but him that did him make and yet he seru'd him more for loue then feare So 's life prouided that though he did dye A death yet dyed not sodainely The Epitaph of Charlement HIs Body lies interr'd within this would Who dyed a young man yet departed old And in all strength of youth that Man can haue Was ready still to drop into his graue For ag'd in vertue with a youthfull eye He welcom'd it being still prepar'd to dye And liuing so though young depriu'd of breath He did not suffer an vntimely death But we may say of his braue bless'd decease He dyed in warre and yet hee dyed in peace The second volley D'am. O might that fire reuiue the ashes of This Phenix yet the wonder would not be So great as he was good and wondred at For that His liues example was so true A practique of Religion's Theorie That her Diuinitie seem'd rather the Description then th' instruction of his life And of his goodnesse was his vertuous Sonne A worthy imitatour So that on These two Herculean pillars where their armes Are plac'd there may be writ Non
reason for my loue Casta. Loue me my Lord I doe beleeue it for I am the wife of him you loue D'am. T' is true By my perswasion thou wert forc'd to marrie one vnable to performe the office of a Husband I was author of the wrong My conscience suffers vnder 't and I would disburthen it by satisfaction Casta. How D'am. I will supply that pleasure to thee which he cannot Casta. Are y'a diuell or a man D'am. A man and such a man as can returne thy entertainment with as prodigall a body as the couetous desire of woman euer was delighted with So that besides the full performance of thy empty Husbands dutie thou shalt haue the ioy of children to continue the succession of thy bloud For the appetite that steales her pleasure drawes the forces of the body to an vnited strength and puts 'em altogether into action neuer failes of procreation All the purposes of Man aime but at one of these two ends pleasure or profit And in this one sweet coniunction of our loues they both will meete Would it not grieue thee that a Stranger to thy bloud should lay the first foundation of his house vpon the ruines of thy family Casta. Now Heau'n defend me May my memorie be vtterly extinguish'd and the heire of him that was my Fathers enemie raise his eternall monument vpon our ruines ere the greatest pleasure or the greatest profit euer tempt me to continue it by incest D'am. Incest Tush These distances affinitie obserues are articles of bondage cast vpon our freedomes by our owne subiections Nature allowes a gen'rall libertie of generation to all creatures else Shall Man to whose command and vse all creatures were made subiect be lesse free then they Casta. O God! is thy vnlimited and infinite omnipotence lesse free because thou doest no ill or if you argue meerely out of Nature doe you not degenerate from that and are you not vnworthie the prerogatiue of Natures Maister-piece when basely you prescribe your selfe authoritie and law from their examples whom you should command I could confute you but the horrour of the argument confounds my vnderstanding Sir I know you doe but try me in your Sonnes behalfe suspecting that my strength and youth of bloud cannot containe themselues with impotence Beleeue me Sir I neuer wrong'd him If it be your lust O quench it on their prostituted flesh whose trade of sinne can please desire with more delight and lesse offence The poyson of your breath euaporated from so foule a soule infects the ayre more then the dampes that rise from bodies but halfe rotten in their graues D'am. Kisse me I warrant thee my breath is sweet These dead mens bones lie heere of purpose to inuite vs to supply the number of the liuing Come we 'l get young bones and doe 't I will enioy thee No Nay then inuoke your great suppos'd protectour I will doe 't Casta. Suppos'd protectour Are y'an Athiest Then I know my prayers and teares are spent in vaine O patient Heau'n Why doest thou not expresse thy wrath in thunderbolts to teare the frame of man in pieces How can earth endure the burthen of this wickednesse without an earthquake Or the angry face of Heau'n be not enflam'd with lighning D'am. Coniure vp the Diuell and his Dam Crie to the graues the dead can heare thee inuocate their helpe Casta. O would this graue might open and my body were bound to the dead carkasse of a man for euer e're it entertaine the lust of this detested villaine D'am. Tereas-like thus I will force my passage to Charl. The Diuell Charlemont rises in the disguise and frights D'amville away Now Lady with the hand of Charlemont I thus redeeme you from the arme of lust My Castabella Casta. My deare Charlemont Charl. For all my wrongs I thanke thee gracious Heau'n th' ast made me satisfaction to reserue me for this blessed purpose Now sweet Death I 'le bid thee welcome Come I 'le guard thee home and then I 'le cast my selfe into the armes of apprehension that the law may make this worthie worke the crowne of all my actions being the best and last Casta. The last The law Now Heau'n forbid what ha' you done Charl. Why I haue kill'd a man not murder'd him my Castabella He would ha' murder'd me Casta. Then Charlemont the hand of Heau'n directed thy defence That wicked Athiest I suspect his plot Charl. My life he seekes I would he had it since he has depriu'd mee of those blessings that should make mee loue it Come I 'le giue it him Casta. You sha'not I will first expose my selfe to certaine danger then for my defence destroy the man that sau'd mee from destruction Charl. Thou canst not satisfie me better then to be the instrument of my release from miserie Casta. Then worke it by escape Leaue mee to this protection that still guards the innocent Or I will be a partner in your destinie Charl. My soule is heauie Come lie downe to rest These are the pillowes whereon men sleepe best They lie downe with either of them a Death's head for a pillow Enter Snuffe seeking Soquette Snu. Soquette Soquette Soquette O art thou there He mistakes the body of Borachio for Soquette Verily thou lyest in a fine premiditate readinesse for the purpose Come kisse me sweet Soquette Now puritie defend me from the sinne of Sodom This is a creature of the masculine gender Verily the Man is blasted Yea cold and stiffe Murder murder murder Exit Enter D'amville distractedly starts at the sight of a Death's head D'am. Why doest thou stare vpon me Thou art not the scull of him I murder'd What hast thou to doe to vexe my conscience Sure thou wert the head of a most dogged Vsurer th' art so vncharitable And that Bawde the skie there she could shut the windowes and the dores of this great chamber of the world and draw the curtaines of the clouds betweene those lights and me about this bed of earth when that same Stumpet Murder my selfe committed sin together Then she could leaue vs in the darke till the close deed was done But now that I begin to feele the loathsome horrour of my sinne and like a Leacher emptied of his lust desire to burie my face vnder my eye-browes and would steale from my shame vnseene she meetes me i' th face with all her light corrupted eyes to challenge payment o' mee O beholde Yonder 's the Ghoast of olde Montferrers in a long white sheete climbing yond loftie mountaine to complaine to Heau'n of me Montferrers pox o' fearefulnesse T' is nothing but a faire white cloude Why was I borne a coward He lies that sayes so Yet the count'nance of a bloudlesse worme might ha' the courage now to turne my bloud to water The trembling motion of an Aspen leafe would make me like the shadow of that leafe he shaking vnder 't I could now commit a murder were it but to drinke the fresh warme bloud of
a woman for offending but with one when t' is a light offence in Husbands to commit with many Leut. So it seemes to me Why how now Sebastian making loue to that Gentlewoman How many mistresses ha' you i'faith Seba. In faith none For I think none of 'em are faithfull but otherwise as many as cleane Shirts The loue of a woman is like a Mushrom it growes in one night and will serue somwhat pleasingly next morning to breakfast but afterwards waxes fulsome and vnwholesome Cata. Nay by Saint Winifred a woman's loue lasts as long as Winter fruit Seba. T' is true Till new come in By my experience no longer Enter Frisco running Frisco Some bodie 's doing has vndone vs and we are like pay dearely for 't Sebast. Pay deane for what Frisco Wil 't not be a chargeable reckoning thinke you when heere are halfe a dozen fellowes comming to call vs to accompt with eu'rie man a seuerall bill in his hand that wee are not able to discharge Knocke at the doore Cata. Passion o' me What bouncing 's that Madame withdraw your selfe Leuid. Sebastian if you loue me saue my honour Exeunt Seba. What violence is this What seeke you Zownes you shall not passe Enter Belforest and the Watch Belfo. Pursue the Strumpet Villaine giue mee way or I will make my passage through thy bloud Seba. My bloud will make it slipperie my Lord T' were better you would take another way You may hap fall else They fight Both slaine Sebastian falles first Seba. I ha 't ifaith Dies While Belforest is staggering enter Leuidulcia Leuid. O God! my Husband my Sebastian Husband Neither can spake yet both report my shame Is this the sauing of my Honour when their bloud runnes out in riuers and my lust the fountaine whence it flowes Deare Husband let not thy departed spirit be displeas'd if with adulterate lips I kisse thy cheeke Heere I behold the hatefulnesse of lust which brings me kneeling to embrace him dead whose body liuing I did loathe to touch Now I can weepe But what can teares doe good when I weepe onely water they weepe bloud But could I make an Ocean with my teares that on the floud this broken vessell of my body laden heauie with light lust might suffer shipwrack and so drowne my shame then weeping were to purpose but alas The Sea wants water enough to wash away the foulenesse of my name O in their wounds I feele my honour wounded to the death Shall I out-liue my Honour Must my life be made the worlds example Since it must then thus in detestation of my deede to make th' eexample moue more forceably to vertue thus I feale it with a death as full of horrour as my life of sinne Stabs herselfe Enter the Watch with Cataplasma Frisco Snuffe and Soquette Watch. Hold Madame Lord what a strange night is this Snuffe May not Snuffe be suffer'd to goe out of himselfe Watch. Nor you nor any All must goe with vs O with what vertue lust should be withstood Since t' is a fire quench'd seldome without bloud Exeunt Actus quinti Scena prima Musicke A Clozet discouer'd A Seruant sleeping with lights and money before him Enter D'amville D'amville VVHat sleep'st thou Seru. No my Lord Nor sleepe nor wake But in a slumber troublesome to both D'am. Whence comes this gold Seru. T' is part of the Reuenew Due to your Lordship since your brothers death D'am. To bed Leaue me my gold Seru. And me my rest Two things wherewith one man is seldome blest Exit D'am. Cease that harsh musicke W' are not pleas'd with it He bundles the gold Heere sounds a musicke whose melodious touch Like Angels voices rauishes the sence Behold thou ignorant Astronomer Whose wandring speculation seekes among The planets for mens fortunes with amazement Behold thine errour and be planet strucke These are the Starres whose operations make The fortunes and the destinies of men Yond' lesser eyes of Heau'n like Subiects rais'd Into their loftie houses when their Prince Rides vnderneath th' ambition of their loues Are mounted onely to behold the face Of your more rich imperious eminence With vnpreuented sight Vnmaske faire Queene Vnpurses the gold Vouchsafe their expectations may enioy The gracious fauour they admitt to see These are the Starres the Ministers of Fate And Mans high wisedome the superiour power To which their forces are subordinate Sleepes Enter the Ghoast of Montferrers Mont. D'amville With all thy wisedome th' art a foole Not like those fooles that we terme innocents But a most wretched miserable foole Which instantly to the confusion of Thy proiects with despaire thou shalt behold Exit Ghoast D'amville starts vp D'am. What foolish dreame dares interrupt my rest To my confusion How can that be Since My purposes haue hitherto beene borne With prosp'rous Iudgement to secure successe Which nothing liues to dispossesse me off But apprehended Charlemont And him This braine has made the happy instrument To free Suspition to annihilate All interest and title of his owne To seale vp my assurance and confirme My absolute possession by the law Thus while the simple honest worshipper Of a phantastique prouidence groanes vnder The burthen of neglected miserie My reall wisedome has rais'd vp a State That shall eternize my posteritie Enter Servants with the body of Sebastian What 's that Seru. The body of your younger Sonne slaine by the Lord Belforest D'am. Slaine you lie Sebastian Speake Sebastian H 'as lost his hearing A Phisitian presently Goe call a Surgeon Rousa. Ooh Within D'am. What groane was that How does my elder Sonne the sound came from his chamber Serua. He went sicke to bed my Lord Rousa. Ooh Within D'am. The cries of Mandrakes neuer touch'd the eare with more sad horrour then that voice does mine Enter a Seraunt running Serua. Neuer you will see your Sonne aliue D'am. Nature forbid I e'er should see him dead A Bed drawne forth with Rousard Withdraw the Curtaines O how does my Sonne Serua. Me thinkes he 's ready to giue vp the ghoast D'am. Destruction take thee and thy fatall tongue Death where 's the Doctor Art not thou the fact of that prodigious apparition sear'd vpon me in my dreame Serua. The Doctor 's come my Lord Enter Doctor D'am. Doctor Behold two Patients in whose care thy skill may purchase an eternall fame If thou hast any reading in Hipocrates Galen or Auicen if hearbs or drugges or mineralles haue any power to saue Now let thy practise and their soueraigne vse raise thee to wealth and honour Doctor If any roote of life remaines within 'em capable of Phisicke feare 'em not my Lord Rusa. Ooh D'am. His gasping sighes are like the falling noise of some great building when the ground-worke breakes On these two pillars stood the stately frame and architecture of my loftie house An Earthquake shakes 'em The foundation shrinkes Deere Nature in whose honour I haue rais'd a worke of glory to posteritie O burie not the pride of
that great action vnder the fall and ruine of it selfe Doctor My Lord These bodies are depriu'd of all the radicall abilitie of Nature The heat of life is vtterly extinguish'd Nothing remaines within the power of man that can restore them D'am. Take this gold extract the Spirit of it and inspire new life into their bodies Docto. Nothing can my Lord D'am. You ha'not yet examin'd the true state and constitution of their bodies Sure you ha'not I 'le reserue their waters till the morning Questionlesse their vrines will informe you better Docto. Ha ha ha D'am. Do'st laugh thou villaine must my wisedome that has beene the obiect of mens admiration now become the subiect of thy laughter Rous. Ooh Dies All Hee 's dead D'am. O there expires the date of my posteritie Can Nature be so simple or malicious to destroy the reputation of her proper memorie Shee cannot Sure there is some power aboue her that controules her force Doctor A power aboue Nature Doubt you that my Lord Consider but whence Man receiues his body and his forme Not from corruption like some wormes and Flies but onely from the generation of a man For Nature neuer did bring forth a man without a Man Nor could the first Man being but the passiue Subiect not the actiue Mouer be the maker of himselfe So of necessitie there must be a Superiour power to Nature D'am. Now to my selfe I am ridiculous Nature thou art a Traytour to my soule Thou hast abus'd my trust I will complaine to a superiour Court to right my wrong I 'le proue thee a forger of false assurances In yond' Starre chamber thou shalt answere it Withdraw the bodies O the sence of death begins to trouble my distracted soule Exeunt Enter Iudges and Officers 1. Iudg. Bring forth the malefactors to the Barre Enter Cataplasma Soquette and Frisco Are you the Gentlewoman in whose house The murders were committed Catap. Yes my Lord 1. Iud. That worthie attribute of Gentrie which Your habite drawes from ignorant respect Your name deserues not nor your selfe the name Of woman Since you are the poyson that Infects the honour of all womanhood Catap. My Lord I am a Gentlewoman yet I must confesse my pouertie compels my life to a condition lower then my birth or breeding 2. Iudg. Tush we know your birth 1. Iudg. But vnder colour to professe the Sale Of Tyres and toyes for Gentlewomens pride You draw a frequentation of mens wiues To your licentious house and there abuse Their Husbands Frisco Good my Lord her rent is great The good Gentlewoman has no other thing to liue by but her lodgings So she 's forc'd to let her fore-roomes out to others and her selfe contented to lie backwards 2. Iudg. So 1. Iudg. Heere is no euidence accuses you For accessaries to the murder yet Since from the Spring of lust which you preseru'd And nourish'd ranne th' effusion of that bloud Your punishment shall come as neare to death As life can beare it Law cannot inflict Too much seueritie vpon the cause Of such abhor'd effects 2. Iudg. Receiue your sentence Your goods since they were gotten by that meanes Which brings diseases shall be turn'd to th' vse Of Hospitalles You carted through the Streetes According to the common shame of Strumpets Your bodies whip'd till with the losse of bloud You faint vnder the hand of punishment Then that the necessarie force of want May not prouoke you to your former life You shall be set to painefull labour whose Penurious gaines shall onely giue you foode To hold vp Nature mortifie your flesh And make you fit for a repentant end All O good my Lord 1. Iud. No more away with 'em Exeunt Enter Languebeau Snuffe 2. Iudg. Now Monsieur Snuffe A man of your profession found in a place of such impietie Snuffe I grant you The place is full of impuritie So much the more neede of instruction and reformation The purpose that caried me thither was with the Spirit of conuersion to purifie their vncleanenesse and I hope your Lordship will say the law cannot take hold o' me for that 1. Iudg. No Sir it cannot but yet giue me leaue To tell you that I hold your warie answere Rather premeditated for excuse Then spoken out of a religious purpose Where tooke you your degrees of Schollership Snuffe I am no Scholler my Lord To speake the sincere truth I am Snuffe the Tallow-Chandler 2. Iudg. How comes your habite to be alter'd thus Snuff My Lord Belforest taking a delight in the cleanenesse of my conuersation withdrew mee from that vncleane life and put me in a garment fit for his societie and my present profession 1. Iudg. His Lordship did but paint a rotten post Or couer foulenesse fairely Monsieur Snuffe Backe to your candle-making You may giue The world more light with that then either with Instruction or th' example of your life Snuffe Thus the Snuffe is put out Exit Snuffe Enter D'amville distractedly with the hearses of his two Sonnes borne after him D'am. Iudgement Iudgement 2. Iud. Iudgement my Lord in what D'am. Your Iudgements must resolue me in a case Bring in the bodies Nay I will ha 't tried This is the case my Lord My prouidence eu'n in a moment by the onely hurt of one or two or three at most and those put quickly out o' paine too marke mee I had wisely rais'd a competent estate to my posteritie And is there not more wisedome and more charity in that then for your Lordship or your Father or your Grandsire to prolong the torment and the rack of rent from age to age vpon your poore penurious Tenants yet perhaps without a pennie profit to your heire Is 't not more wiser more charitable Speake 1. Iud. He is distracted D'am. How distracted Then you ha' no Iudgement I can giue you sence and solide reason for the very least distinguishable syllable I speake Since my thrift was more iudicious then your Grandsires why I would faine know why your Lordship liues to make a second generation from your Father and the your Father and the whole frie of my posteritie extinguish'd in a moment Not a Brat left to succeede me I would faine know that 2. Iudg. Griefe for his children's death distempers him 1. Iudg. My Lord we will resolue you of your question In the meane time vouchsafe your place with vs D'am. I am contented so you will resolue me Ascends Enter Charlemont and Castabella 2. Iudg. Now Monsieur Charlemont You are accus'd Of hauing murder'd one Borachio that Was seruant to my Lord D'amville How can You cleare your selfe guiltie or not guiltie Charl. Guilty of killing him but not of murder My Lords I haue no purpose to desire Remission for my selfe D'amville descends to Charl D'am. Vnciuill Boy Thou want'st humanitie to smile at griefe Why doest thou cast a chearefull eye vpon the obiect of my sorrow my dead Sonnes 1. Iudg. O good my Lord Let Charitie forbeare To vexe the