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A12154
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The traytor A tragedie, vvritten by Iames Shirley. Acted by her Majesties Servants.
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Shirley, James, 1596-1666.
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STC 22458; ESTC S117334
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be engag'd If I but name a cause Gentlemen draw Sci. My providence has betrayd me Lo. Now Sciarrha you that with single valour dare come home To affront me thus know but too late thy heart Is at the mercy of my breath these swords Can fetch it when I please and to prevent Your boast of this great daring I beseech As you doe love and honour your Lorenzo No hand advance a weapon sheath agen And leave us I owe service to your loves But must not so dishonour you All gentl. We obey Exeunt Gentlemen Sci. They 're gone this is some noblenesse Lo. You see I doe not feare your sword alone I have Too much advantage yet you may imagine How easily I could correct this rashnesse But in my feare to offend gracious Heaven With a new crime having so late obtain'd My peace I give you freedome Sci. Doe I dreame Lo. Pray chide me still I will be patient To heare my shame Sci. Is this to be beleev'd Doth not Lorenzo counter this vertue Hee does it is impossible he should repent Lo. Why tell me Sciarrha and let us argue a while In cooler blood did not you once resolve To kill the Duke too Sci. I confesse Lo. To give him death with your owne hand Methinkes it should be the same parricide In you if not a greater yet you chang Your purpose why did you not goe through And murder him Sci. He was converted Lo. Good that taught you mercy perhaps repētance For your intent Sci. It did Lo. Why should not sir The same conversion of the Duke possesse My heart with as much pietie to him And sorrow for my selfe if I should say You are but cunning is this shape of honesty And still suspect your soule to be a Traitor Might you not blame my want of charitie Sci. He saies but right we are Both men fraile things t is not impossible Lo. I am reconcild to heaven already and the Duke if you Be still unsatisfied I am readie sin Sci. The circumstance considerd I incline To thinke this may be honest Lo. Come Sciarrha We are both hastie pardon my rash language In the beginning I will studie service Shall make you love me I ha bin too wicked Too full of passion inexorable My nature is corrected at this minute I 'me friends with all the world but in your love Shall number many blessing Sci. I am converted Enter Petruchio Lo. What 's the newes Pet. My Lord Depazzi prayes some conference In the next chamber we arrivd by chance Together at your gate I doe not like his talke sir Lo. Hang him propertie let him Expect thou art come i' the opportunitie I could have wisht be wise and second mee Sci. He waits upon Pisano Whose health I may enquire I ha not seene him Since he departed sick a fit occasion Lo. Married to Oriana thou mistak'st T is Amidea Lord Sciarrha's sister Pet. That contract 's broken and the old Lady Morrossa is violent to have the marriage Finished with her daughter Lo. Sciarrha I' st true Pisano marries Oriana The rich Morassa's daughter Sci. Ha Lo. Wee did expect to here your sister should Have beene his bride has he forsaken Amidea Sci. Do not you serve Pisano Pet. Yes my Lord Sci. And dare you talke hee 's to be married To Oriana Pet. If they live till to morrow Ther 's great provision to my knowledge and Sci. Take that learne to speake a truth hereafter Lo. That blow shall cost his life It is not possible hee dares affront You thus the world takes notice of a contract Hee 's much to blame if he should wrong so sweet A Lady as Amidea now by Hymen T is not so honorable hee neede not scorne Such an alliance Pet. I am not to give Account for my Lords actions let him answere And justifie his honor but my Lord Since J am provoked J must declare he has Call'd back his vowes to Amidea given Her freedome and does meane to use his owne And this he dares publish Lo. What disclaim'd a Lady of her birth and glorious merit Sci. Th' art a villaine Lo My Lord he is not worth your anger hee Declares but what his master hath committed T is none of his fault Pet. It becomes my dutie To take correction my Lord from you I am a servant a poore gentleman Sci. Shall I suspect the circumstance at his departure Lo. It is strange you knew not this before Sci. I must examine if he dares Lo. Be patient Sci. Teach fooles and children patience The dogs eate up Sciarrha let me live The prodigie of sorrow die a death That may draw teares from Scithians if Pisano Leade o're his threshold any soone wonne dame To be my sisters shame I am calme now One false heaven why should thy altars save T is just that Hymen light him to his grave Exit Lo. A thousand furies swell his rage although Pisano bleed this is the safest killing Wisemen secure their fates and execute Invisibly like that most subtle flame That burnes the heart yet leaves no path or touch Vpon the skinne to follow or suspect it Farewell dull passionate foole how this doth feede me Kill and be lost thy selfe or if his sword Conclude thy life both waies I am reveng'd Petruchio thou didst hit my instructions rarely And I applaude thee now send in Depazzi and visit me anon Pet. I shall my Lord Exit Lo. Some Polititian That is not wise but by a president Would thinke me weake for using such an instrument As this Depazzi but I know by proofe Such men whom feare and honour make our creatures Doe prove safe Engines fooles will still obey When cunning knaves our confidence betray Enter Depazzy and Rogero Dep. My Lord I would speake a word or two in private Lo. You may Dep. Is no body within hearing all cleere behind the arras Lo. Make no doubt sir Dep. My Lord the truth is I am very fearefull is your Lordship sure there are no eves droppers Lo. What needs this circumstance I pray come to the point Dep. T is not unknowne to your Lordship that you have bin my very good Lord neither am I ignorant that I am your humble servant you advanc'd men brought me into the number of the nobles and I brought you a reasonable number of crownes I am not the first wise Cittizen that hath bin converted into a foolish Courtier but my Lord I beseech you pardon mee it will out Lo. What 's the matter Dep. I am ready to burst Lo. With what Dep. Treason treason now 'ts out and I feele my bodie the lighter for t alreadie the last plot did not take you see and I would humbly intreate your Lordship to excuse mee and get some body else hereafter to be your Traitor in my stead Lo. How sir Dep. If you did but know the tendernesse of my constitution or feele the pangs and convulsions that I suffer you would pittie mee I fall awaie you see I