we wooe Transformed Timon to our Citties loue By humble Message and by promist meanes We were not all vnkinde nor all deserue The common stroke of warre 1 These walles of ours Were not erected by rheir hands from whom You haue receyu'd your greefe Nor are they such That these great Towres Trophees Schools shold fall For priuate faults in them 2 Nor are they liuing Who were the motiues that you first went out Shame that they wanted cunning in excesse Hath broke their hearts March Noble Lord Into our City with thy Banners spred By decimation and a tythed death If thy Reuenges hunger for that Food Which Nature loathes take thou the destin'd tenth And by the hazard of the spotted dye Let dye the spotted 1 All haue not offended For those that were it is not square to take On those that are Reuenge Crimes like Lands Are not inherited then deere Countryman Bring in thy rankes but leaue without thy rage Spare thy Athenian Cradle and those Kin Which in the bluster of thy wrath must fall With those that haue offended like a Shepheard Approach the Fold and cull th' infected forth But kill not altogether 2 What thou wilt Thou rather shalt inforce it with thy smile Then hew too 't with thy Sword 1 Set but thy foot Against our rampyr'd gates and they shall ope So thou wilt send thy gentle heart before To say thou 't enter Friendly 2 Throw thy Gloue Or any Token of thine Honour else That thou wilt vse the warres as thy redresse And not as our Confusion All thy Powers Shall make their harbour in our Towne till wee Haue seal'd thy full desire Alc. Then there 's my Gloue Defend and open your vncharged Ports Those Enemies of Timons and mine owne Whom you your selues shall set out for reproofe Fall and no more and to attone your feares With my more Noble meaning not a man Shall passe his quarter or offend the streame Of Regular Iustice in your Citties bounds But shall be remedied to your publique Lawes At heauiest answer Both. 'T is most Nobly spoken Alc. Descend and keepe your words Enter a Messenger Mes My Noble Generall Timon is dead Entomb'd vpon the very hemme o' th' Sea And on his Grauestone this Insculpture which With wax I brought away whose soft Impression Interprets for my poore ignorance Alcibiades reades the Epitaph Heere lies a wretched Coarse of wretched Soule bereft Seek not my name A Plague consume you wicked Caitifs left Heere lye I Timon who aliue all liuing men did hate Passe by and curse thy fill but passe and stay not here thy gate These well expresse in thee thy latter spirits Though thou abhorrd'st in vs our humane griefes Scornd'st our Braines flow and those our droplets which From niggard Nature fall yet Rich Conceit Taught thee to make vast Neptune weepe for aye On thy low Graue on faults forgiuen Dead Is Noble Timon of whose Memorie Heereafter more Bring me into your Citie And I will vse the Oliue with my Sword Make war breed peace make peace stint war make each Prescribe to other as each others Leach Let our Drummes strike Exeunt FINIS THE ACTORS NAMES TYMON of Athens Lucius And Lucullus two Flattering Lords Appemantus a Churlish Philosopher Sempronius another flattering Lord. Alcibiades an Athenian Captaine Poet. Painter Jeweller Merchant Certaine Senatours Certaine Maskers Certaine Theeues Flaminius one of Tymons Seruants Seruilius another Caphis Seuerall Seruants to Vsurers Varro Seuerall Seruants to Vsurers Philo. Seuerall Seruants to Vsurers Titus Seuerall Seruants to Vsurers Lucius Seuerall Seruants to Vsurers Hortensis Seuerall Seruants to Vsurers Ventigius one of Tymons false Friends Cupid Sempronius With diuers other Seruants And Attendants THE TRAGEDIE OF IVLIVS CAESAR Actus Primus Scoena Prima Enter Flauius Murellus and certaine Commoners ouer the Stage Flauius HEnce home you idle Creatures get you home Is this a Holiday What know you not Being Mechanicall you ought not walke Vpon a labouring day without the signe Of your Profession Speake what Trade art thou Car. Why Sir a Carpenter Mur. Where is thy Leather Apron and thy Rule What dost thou with thy best Apparrell on You sir what Trade are you Cobl Truely Sir in respect of a fine Workman I am but as you would say a Cobler Mur. But what Trade art thou Answer me directly Cob. A Trade Sir that I hope I may vse with a safe Conscience which is indeed Sir a Mender of bad soules Fla. What Trade thou knaue Thou naughty knaue what Trade Cobl Nay I beseech you Sir be not out with me yet if you be out Sir I can mend you Mur. What mean'st thou by that Mend mee thou sawcy Fellow Cob. Why sir Cobble you Fla. Thou art a Cobler art thou Cob. Truly sir all that I liue by is with the Aule I meddle with no Tradesmans matters nor womens matters but withal I am indeed Sir a Surgeon to old shooes when they are in great danger I recouer them As proper men as euer trod vpon Neats Leather haue gone vpon my handy-worke Fla. But wherefore art not in thy Shop to day Why do'st thou leade these men about the streets Cob. Truly sir to weare out their shooes to get my selfe into more worke But indeede sir we make Holy-day to see Caesar and to reioyce in his Triumph Mur. Wherefore reioyce What Conquest brings he home What Tributaries follow him to Rome To grace in Captiue bonds his Chariot Wheeles You Blockes you stones you worse then senslesse things O you hard hearts you cruell men of Rome Knew you not Pompey many a time and oft Haue you climb'd vp to Walles and Battlements To Towres and Windowes Yea to Chimney tops Your Infants in your Armes and there haue sate The liue-long day with patient expectation To see great Pompey passe the streets of Rome And when you saw his Chariot but appeare Haue you not made an Vniuersall shout That Tyber trembled vnderneath her bankes To heare the replication of your sounds Made in her Concaue Shores And do you now put on your best attyre And do you now cull out a Holyday And do you now strew Flowers in his way That comes in Triumph ouer Pompeyes blood Be gone Runne to your houses fall vpon your knees Pray to the Gods to intermit the plague That needs must light on this Ingratitude Fla. Go go good Countrymen and for this fault Assemble all the poore men of your sort Draw them to Tyber bankes and weepe your teares Into the Channell till the lowest streame Do kisse the most exalted Shores of all Exeunt all the Commoners See where their basest mettle be not mou'd They vanish tongue-tyed in their guiltinesse Go you downe that way towards the Capitoll This way will I Disrobe the Images If you do finde them deckt with Ceremonies Mur. May we do so You know it is the Feast of Lupercall Fla. It is no matter let no Images Be hung with Caesars Trophees I le about
his Lordship is but merry with me He cannot want fifty fiue hundred Talents Seruil But in the mean time he wants lesse my Lord. If his occasion were not vertuous I should not vrge it halfe so faithfully Luc. Dost thou speake seriously Seruilius Seruil Vpon my soule 't is true Sir Luci. What a wicked Beast was I to disfurnish my self against such a good time when I might ha shewn my selfe Honourable How vnluckily it hapned that I shold Purchase the day before for a little part and vndo a great deale of Honour Seruilius now before the Gods I am not able to do the more beast I say I was sending to vse Lord Timon my selfe these Gentlemen can witnesse but I would not for the wealth of Athens I had done 't now Commend me bountifully to his good Lordship and I hope his Honor will conceiue the fairest of mee because I haue no power to be kinde And tell him this from me I count it one of my greatest afflictions say that I cannot pleasure such an Honourable Gentleman Good Seruilius will you befriend mee so farre as to vse mine owne words to him Ser. Yes sir I shall Exit Seruil Lucil. I le looke you out a good turne Seruilius True as you said Timon is shrunke indeede And he that 's once deny'de will hardly speede Exit 1 Do you obserue this Hostilius 2 I to well 1 Why this is the worlds soule And iust of the same peece Is euery Flatterers sport who can call him his Friend That dips in the same dish For in my knowing Timon has bin this Lords Father And kept his credit with his purse Supported his estate nay Timons money Has paid his men their wages He ne're drinkes But Timons Siluer treads vpon his Lip And yet oh see the monstrousnesse of man When he lookes out in an vngratefull shape He does deny him in respect of his What charitable men affoord to Beggers 3 Religion grones at it 1 For mine owne part I neuer tasted Timon in my life Nor came any of his bounties ouer me To marke me for his Friend Yet I protest For his right Noble minde illustrious Vertue And Honourable Carriage Had his necessity made vse of me I would haue put my wealth into Donation And the best halfe should haue return'd to him So much I loue his heart But I perceiue Men must learne now with pitty to dispence For Policy sits aboue Conscience Exeunt Enter a third seruant with Sempronius another of Timons Friends Semp. Must he needs trouble me in 't Hum. ' Boue all others He might haue tried Lord Lucius or Lucullus And now Ventidgius is wealthy too Whom he redeem'd from prison All these Owes their estates vnto him Ser. My Lord They haue all bin touch'd and found Base-Mettle For they haue all denied him Semp. How Haue they deny'de him Has Ventidgius and Lucullus deny'de him And does he send to me Three Humh It shewes but little loue or iudgement in him Must I be his last Refuge His Friends like Physitians Thriue giue him ouer Must I take th' Cure vpon me Has much disgrac'd me in 't I 'me angry at him That might haue knowne my place I see no sense for 't But his Occasions might haue wooed me first For in my conscience I was the first man That ere receiued guift from him And does he thinke so backwardly of me now That I le requite it last No So it may proue an Argument of Laughter To th' rest and ' mong'st Lords be thought a Foole I 'de rather then the worth of thrice the summe Had sent to me first but for my mindes sake I 'de such a courage to do him good But now returne And with their faint reply this answer ioyne Who bates mine Honor shall not know my Coyne Exit Ser. Excellent Your Lordships a goodly Villain the diuell knew not what he did when hee made man Politicke he crossed himselfe by 't and I cannot thinke but in the end the Villanies of man will set him cleere How fairely this Lord striues to appeare foule Takes Vertuous Copies to be wicked like those that vnder hotte ardent zeale would set whole Realmes on fire of such a nature is his politike loue This was my Lords best hope now all are fled Saue onely the Gods Now his Friends are dead Doores that were ne're acquainted with their Wards Many a bounteous yeere must be imploy'd Now to guard sure their Master And this is all a liberall course allowes Who cannot keepe his wealth must keep his house Exit Enter Varro's man meeting others All Timons Creditors to wait for his comming out Then enter Lucius and Hortensius Var man Well met goodmorrow Titus Hortensius Tit. The like to you kinde Varro Hort. Lucius what do we meet together Luci. I and I think one businesse do's command vs all For mine is money Tit. So is theirs and ours Enter Philotus Luci. And sir Philotus too Phil. Good day at once Luci. Welcome good Brother What do you thinke the houre Phil. Labouring for Nine Luci. So much Phil. Is not my Lord seene yet Luci. Not yet Phil. I wonder on 't he was wont to shine at seauen Luci. I but the dayes are waxt shorter with him You must consider that a Prodigall course Is like the Sunnes but not like his recouerable I feare 'T is deepest Winter in Lord Timons purse that is One may reach deepe enough and yet finde little Phil. I am of your feare for that Tit. I le shew you how t' obserue a strange euent Your Lord sends now for Money Hort. Most true he doe's Tit. And he weares Iewels now of Timons guift For which I waite for money Hort. It is against my heart Luci. Marke how strange it showes Timon in this should pay more then he owes And e'ne as if your Lord should weare rich Iewels And send for money for ' em Hort. I 'me weary of this Charge The Gods can witnesse I know my Lord hath spent of Timons wealth And now Ingratitude makes it worse then stealth Varro Yes mine 's three thousand Crownes What 's yours Luci. Fiue thousand mine Varro 'T is much deepe and it should seem by th' sum Your Masters confidence was aboue mine Else surely his had equall'd Enter Flaminius Tit. One of Lord Timons men Luc. Flaminius Sir a word Pray is my Lord readie to come forth Flam. No indeed he is not Tit. We attend his Lordship pray signifie so much Flam. I need not tell him that he knowes you are too diligent Enter Steward in a Cloake muffled Luci. Ha is not that his Steward muffled so He goes away in a Clowd Call him call him Tit. Do you heare sir 2. Varro By your leaue sir Stew. What do ye aske of me my Friend Tit. We waite for certaine Money heere sir Stew. I if Money were as certaine as your waiting 'T were sure enough Why then preferr'd you not your summes and Billes When your false Masters eate
last morning You could not see to wipe my shooes Speed True sir I was in loue with my bed I thanke you you swing'd me for my loue which makes mee the bolder to chide you for yours Val. In conclusion I stand affected to her Speed I would you were set so your affection would cease Val. Last night she enioyn'd me To write some lines to one she loues Speed And haue you Val I haue Speed Are they not lamely writt Val. No Boy but as well as I can do them Peace here she comes Speed Oh excellent motion oh exceeding Puppet Now will he interpret to her Val. Madam Mistres a thousand good-morrows Speed Oh ' giue ye-good-ev'n heer 's a million of manners Sil. Sir Valentine and seruant to you two thousand Speed He should giue her interest she giues it him Val. As you inioynd me I haue writ your Letter Vnto the secret nameles friend of yours Which I was much vnwilling to proceed in But for my duty to your Ladiship Sil. I thanke you gentle Seruant 't is very Clerkly-done Val. Now trust me Madam it came hardly-off For being ignorant to whom it goes I writ at randome very doubtfully Sil. Perchance you think too much of so much pains Val. No Madam so it steed you I will write Please you command a thousand times as much And yet Sil. A pretty period well I ghesse the sequell And yet I will not name it and yet I care not And yet take this againe and yet I thanke you Meaning henceforth to trouble you no more Speed And yet you will and yet another yet Val. What meanes your Ladiship Doe you not like it Sil. Yes yes the lines are very queintly writ But since vnwillingly take them againe Nay take them Val. Madam they are for you Silu. I I you writ them Sir at my request But I will none of them they are for you I would haue had them writ more mouingly Val. Please you I le write your Ladiship another Sil. And when it 's writ for my sake read it ouer And if it please you so if not why so Val. If it please me Madam what then Sil. Why if it please you take it for your labour And so good-morrow Seruant Exit Sil. Speed Oh Iest vnseene inscrutible inuisible As a nose on a mans face or a Wethercocke on a steeple My Master sues to her and she hath taught her Sutor He being her Pupill to become her Tutor Oh excellent deuise was there euer heard a better That my master being scribe To himselfe should write the Letter Val. How now Sir What are you reasoning with your selfe Speed Nay I was riming 't is you y t haue the reason Val. To doe what Speed To be a Spokes-man from Madam Siluia Val To whom Speed To your selfe why she woes you by a figure Val. What figure Speed By a Letter I should say Val Why she hath not writ to me Speed What need she When shee hath made you write to your selfe Why doe you not perceiue the iest Val. No beleeue me Speed No beleeuing you indeed sir But did you perceiue her earnest Val She gaue me none except an angry word Speed Why she hath giuen you a Letter Val. That 's the Letter I writ to her friend Speed And y t letter hath she deliuer'd there an end Val. I would it were no worse Speed I le warrant you 't is as well For often haue you writ to her and she in modesty Or else for want of idle time could not againe reply Or fearing els some messēger y t might her mind discouer Her self hath taught her Loue himself to write vnto her louer All this I speak in print for in print I found it Why muse you sir 't is dinner time Val I haue dyn'd Speed I but hearken sir though the Cameleon Loue can feed on the ayre I am one that am nourish'd by my victuals and would faine haue meate oh bee not like your Mistresse be moued be moued Exeunt Scoena secunda Enter Protheus Iulia Panthion Pro. Haue patience gentle Iulia Iul. I must where is no remedy Pro. When possibly I can I will returne Iul. If you turne not you will return the sooner Keepe this remembrance for thy Iulia's sake Pro. Why then wee 'll make exchange Here take you this Iul. And seale the bargaine with a holy kisse Pro. Here is my hand for my true constancie And when that howre ore-slips me in the day Wherein I sigh not Iulia for thy sake The next ensuing howre some foule mischance Torment me for my Loues forgetfulnesse My father staies my comming answere not The tide is now nay not thy tide of teares That tide will stay me longer then I should Iulia farewell what gon without a word I so true loue should doe it cannot speake For truth hath better deeds then words to grace it Panth. Sir Protheus you are staid for Pro. Goe I come I come Alas this parting strikes poore Louers dumbe Exeunt Scoena Tertia Enter Launce Panthion Launce Nay 't will bee this howre ere I haue done weeping all the kinde of the Launce◠haue this very fault I haue receiu'd my proportion like the prodigious Sonne and am going with Sir Protheus to the Imperialls Court I thinke Crab my dog be the sowrest natured dogge that liues My Mother weeping my Father wayling my Sister crying our Maid howling our Catte wringing her hands and all our house in a great perplexitie yet did not this cruell-hearted Curre shedde one teare he is a stone a very pibble stone and has no more pitty in him then a dogge a Iew would haue wept to haue seene our parting why my Grandam hauing no eyes looke you wept her selfe blinde at my parting nay I le shew you the manner of it This shooe is my father no this left shooe is my father no no this left shooe is my mother nay that cannot bee so neyther yes it is so it is so it hath the worser sole this shooe with the hole in it is my mother and this my father a veng'ance on 't there 't is Now sir this staffe is my sister for looke you she is as white as a lilly and as small as a wand this hat is Nan our maid I am the dogge no the dogge is himselfe and I am the dogge oh the dogge is me and I am my selfe I so so now come I to my Father Father your blessing now should not the shooe speake a word for weeping now should I kisse my Father well hee weepes on Now come I to my Mother Oh that she could speake now like a would-woman well I kisse her why there 't is heere 's my mothers breath vp and downe Now come I to my sister marke the moane she makes now the dogge all this while sheds not a teare nor speakes a word but see how I lay the dust with my teares Panth. Launce away away a Boord thy Master is ship'd and thou art
to post after with oares what 's the matter why weep'st thou man away asse you 'l loose the Tide if you tarry any longer Laun. It is no matter if the tide were lost for it is the vnkindest Tide that euer any man tide Panth. What 's the vnkindest tide Lau. Why he that 's tide here Crab my dog Pant. Tut man I meane thou 'lt loose the flood and in loosing the flood loose thy voyage and in loosing thy voyage loose thy Master and in loosing thy Master loose thy seruice and in loosing thy seruice why dost thou stop my mouth Laun. For feare thou shouldst loose thy tongue Panth. Where should I loose my tongue Laun. In thy Tale. Panth. In thy Taile Laun. Loose the Tide and the voyage and the Master and the Seruice and the tide why man if the Riuer were drie I am able to fill it with my teares if the winde were downe I could driue the boate with my sighes Panth. Come come away man I was sent to call thee Lau. Sir call me what thou dar'st Pant. Wilt thou goe Laun. Well I will goe Exeunt Scena Quarta Enter Valentine Siluia Thurio Speed Duke Protheus Sil. Seruant Val. Mistris Spee Master Sir Thurio frownes on you Val. I Boy it 's for loue Spee Not of you Val. Of my Mistresse then Spee 'T were good you knockt him Sil. Seruant you are sad Val. Indeed Madam I seeme so Thu. Seeme you that you are not Val. Hap'ly I doe Thu. So doe Counterfeyts Val. So doe you Thu. What seeme I that I am not Val. Wise Thu. What instance of the contrary Val. Your folly Thu. And how quoat you my folly Val I quoat it in your Ierkin Thu. My Ierkin is a doublet Val. Well then I le double your folly Thu. How Sil. What angry Sir Thurio do you change colour Val. Giue him leaue Madam he is a kind of Camelion Thu. That hath more minde to feed on your bloud then liue in your ayre Val. You haue said Sir Thu. I Sir and done too for this time Val. I know it wel sir you alwaies end ere you begin Sil. A fine volly of words gentlemē quickly shot off Val. 'T is indeed Madam we thank the giuer Sil. Who is that Seruant Val. Your selfe sweet Lady for you gaue the fire Sir Thurio borrows his wit from your Ladiships lookes And spends what he borrowes kindly in your company Thu. Sir if you spend word for word with me I shall make your wit bankrupt Val. I know it well sir you haue an Exchequer of words And I thinke no other treasure to giue your followers For it appeares by their bare Liueries That they liue by your bare words Sil. No more gentlemen no more Here comes my father Duk. Now daughter Siluia you are hard beset Sir Valentine your father is in good health What say you to a Letter from your friends Of much good newes Val. My Lord I will be thankfull To any happy messenger from thence Duk. Know ye Don Antonio your Countriman Val. I my good Lord I know the Gentleman To be of worth and worthy estimation And not without desert so well reputed Duk. Hath he not a Sonne Val I my good Lord a Son that well deserues The honor and regard of such a father Duk. You know him well Val I knew him as my selfe for from our Infancie We haue conuerst and spent our howres together And though my selfe haue beene an idle Trewant Omitting the sweet benefit of time To cloath mine age with Angel-like perfection Yet hath Sir Protheus for that 's his name Made vse and faire aduantage of his daies His yeares but yong but his experience old His head vn-mellowed but his Iudgement ripe And in a word for far behinde his worth Comes all the praises that I now bestow He is compleat in feature and in minde With all good grace to grace a Gentleman Duk. Beshrew me sir but if he make this good He is as worthy for an Empresse loue As meet to be an Emperors Councellor Well Sir this Gentleman is come to me With Commendation from great Potentates And heere he meanes to spend his time a while I thinke 't is no vn-welcome newes to you Val Should I haue wish'd a thing it had beene he Duk. Welcome him then according to his worth Siluia I speake to you and you Sir Thurio For Valentine I need not cite him to it I will send him hither to you presently Val. This is the Gentleman I told your Ladiship Had come along with me but that his Mistresse Did hold his eyes lockt in her Christall lookes Sil. Be-like that now she hath enfranchis'd them Vpon some other pawne for fealty Val. Nay sure I thinke she holds them prisoners stil Sil. Nay then he should be blind and being blind How could he see his way to seeke out you Val Why Lady Loue hath twenty paire of eyes Thur. They say that Loue hath not an eye at all Val. To see such Louers Thurio as your selfe Vpon a homely obiect Loue can winke Sil. Haue done haue done here comes y e gentleman Val. Welcome deer Protheus Mistris I beseech you Confirme his welcome with some speciall fauor Sil. His worth is warrant for his welcome hether If this be he you oft haue wish'd to heare from Val Mistris it is sweet Lady entertaine him To be my fellow-seruant to your Ladiship Sil. Too low a Mistres for so high a seruant Pro. Not so sweet Lady but too meane a seruant To haue a looke of such a worthy a Mistresse Val. Leaue off discourse of disabilitie Sweet Lady entertaine him for your Seruant Pro. My dutie will I boast of nothing else Sil. And dutie neuer yet did want his meed Seruant you are welcome to a worthlesse Mistresse Pro. I le die on him that saies so but your selfe Sil. That you are welcome Pro. That you are worthlesse Thur. Madam my Lord your father wold speak with you Sil. I wait vpon his pleasure Come Sir Thurio Goe with me once more new Seruant welcome I le leaue you to confer of home affaires When you haue done we looke too heare from you Pro. Wee 'll both attend vpon your Ladiship Val. Now tell me how do al from whence you came Pro. Your frends are wel haue thē much cōmended Val. And how doe yours Pro. I left them all in health Val. How does your Lady how thriues your loue Pro. My tales of Loue were wont to weary you I know you ioy not in a Loue-discourse Val. I Protheus but that life is alter'd now I haue done pennance for contemning Loue Whose high emperious thoughts haue punish'd me With bitter fasts with penitentiall grones With nightly teares and daily hart-sore sighes For in reuenge of my contempt of loue Loue hath chas'd sleepe from my enthralled eyes And made them watchers of mine owne hearts sorrow O gentle Protheus Loue 's a mighty Lord And hath so humbled me as I confesse There is
well To worship shadowes and adore false shapes Send to me in the morning and I le send it And so good rest Pro. As wretches haue ore-night That wait for execution in the morne Iul. Host will you goe Ho. By my hallidome I was fast asleepe Iul. Pray you where lies Sir Protheus Ho. Marry at my house Trust me I thinke 't is almost day Iul. Not so but it hath bin the longest night That ere I watch'd and the most heauiest Scoena Tertia Enter Eglamore Siluia Eg. This is the houre that Madam Siluia Entreated me to call and know her minde Ther 's some great matter she 'ld employ me in Madam Madam Sil. Who cals Eg. Your seruant and your friend One that attends your Ladiships command Sil. Sir Eglamore a thousand times good morrow Eg. As many worthy Lady to your selfe According to your Ladiships impose I am thus early come to know what seruice It is your pleasure to command me in Sil. Oh Eglamoure thou art a Gentleman Thinke not I flatter for I sweare I doe not Valiant wise remorse-full well accomplish'd Thou art not ignorant what deere good will I beare vnto the banish'd Valentine Nor how my father would enforce me marry Vaine Thurio whom my very soule abhor'd Thy selfe hast lou'd and I haue heard thee say No griefe did euer come so neere thy heart As when thy Lady and thy true-loue dide Vpon whose Graue thou vow'dst pure chastitie Sir Eglamoure I would to Valentine To Mantua where I heare he makes aboad And for the waies are dangerous to passe I doe desire thy worthy company Vpon whose faith and honor I repose Vrge not my fathers anger Eglamoure But thinke vpon my griefe a Ladies griefe And on the iustice of my flying hence To keepe me from a most vnholy match Which heauen and fortune still rewards with plagues I doe desire thee euen from a heart As full of sorrowes as the Sea of sands To beare me company and goe with me If not to hide what I haue said to thee That I may venture to depart alone Egl. Madam I pitty much your grieuances Which since I know they vertuously are plac'd I giue consent to goe along with you Wreaking as little what betideth me As much I wish all good befortune you When will you goe Sil. This euening comming Eg. Where shall I meete you Sil. At Frier Patrickes Cell Where I intend holy Confession Eg. I will not faile your Ladiship Good morrow gentle Lady Sil. Good morrow kinde Sir Eglamoure Exeunt Scena Quarta Enter Launce Protheus Iulia Siluia Lau. When a mans seruant shall play the Curre with him looke you it goes hard one that I brought vp of a puppy one that I sau'd from drowning when three or foure of his blinde brothers and sisters went to it I haue taught him euen as one would say precisely thus I would teach a dog I was sent to deliuer him as a present to Mistris Siluia from my Master and I came no sooner into the dyning-chamber but he steps me to her Trencher and steales her Capons-leg O 't is a foule thing when a Cur cannot keepe himselfe in all companies I would haue as one should say one that takes vpon him to be a dog indeede to be as it were a dog at all things If I had not had more wit then he to take a fault vpon me that he did I thinke verily hee had bin hang'd for 't sure as I liue he had suffer'd for 't you shall iudge Hee thrusts me himselfe into the company of three or foure gentleman-like-dogs vnder the Dukes table hee had not bin there blesse the marke a pissing while but all the chamber smelt him out with the dog saies one what cur is that saies another whip him out saies the third hang him vp saies the Duke I hauing bin acquainted with the smell before knew it was Crab and goes me to the fellow that whips the dogges friend quoth I you meane to whip the dog I marry doe I quoth he you doe him the more wrong quoth I 't was I did the thing you wot of he makes me no more adoe but whips me out of the chamber how many Masters would doe this for his Seruant nay I le be sworne I haue sat in the stockes for puddings he hath stolne otherwise he had bin executed I haue stood on the Pillorie for Geese he hath kil'd otherwise he had sufferd for 't thou think'st not of this now nay I remember the tricke you seru'd me when I tooke my leaue of Madam Siluia did not I bid thee still marke me and doe as I doe when did'st thou see me heaue vp my leg and make water against a Gentlewomans farthingale did'st thou euer see me doe such a tricke Pro. Sebastian is thy name I like thee well And will imploy thee in some seruice presently Iu. In what you please I le doe what I can Pro. I hope thou wilt How now you whor-son pezant Where haue you bin these two dayes loytering La. Marry Sir I carried Mistris Siluia the dogge you bad me Pro. And what saies she to my little Iewell La. Marry she saies your dog was a cur and tels you currish thanks is good enough for such a present Pro. But she receiu'd my dog La. No indeede did she not Here haue I brought him backe againe Pro. What didst thou offer her this from me La. I Sir the other Squirrill was stolne from me By the Hangmans boyes in the market place And then I offer'd her mine owne who is a dog As big as ten of yours therefore the guift the greater Pro. Goe get thee hence and finde my dog againe Or nere returne againe into my sight Away I say stayest thou to vexe me here A Slaue that still an end turnes me to shame Sebastian I haue entertained thee Partly that I haue neede of such a youth That can with some discretion doe my businesse For 't is no trusting to yond foolish Lowt But chiefely for thy face and thy behauiour Which if my Augury deceiue me not Witnesse good bringing vp fortune and truth Therefore know thee for this I entertaine thee Go presently and take this Ring with thee Deliuer it to Madam Siluia She lou'd me well deliuer'd it to me Iul. It seemes you lou'd not her not leaue her token She is dead belike Pro. Not so I thinke she liues Iul. Alas Pro. Why do'st thou cry alas Iul. I cannot choose but pitty her Pro. Wherefore should'st thou pitty her Iul. Because me thinkes that she lou'd you as well As you doe loue your Lady Siluia She dreames on him that has forgot her loue You doate on her that cares not for your loue 'T is pitty Loue should be so contrary And thinking on it makes me cry alas Pro. Well giue her that Ring and therewithall This Letter that 's her chamber Tell my Lady I claime the promise for her heauenly Picture Your message done hye home vnto my chamber
him for my heart to do it Gru. Knocke at the gate O heauens spake you not these words plaine Sirra Knocke me heere rappe me heere knocke me well and knocke me soundly And come you now with knocking at the gate Petr. Sirra be gone or talke not I aduise you Hor. Petruchio patience I am Grumio's pledge Why this a heauie chance twixt him and you Your ancient trustie pleasant seruant Grumio And tell me now sweet friend what happie gale Blowes you to Padua heere from old Verona Petr. Such wind as scatters yongmen throgh y e world To seeke their fortunes farther then at home Where small experience growes but in a few Signior Hortensio thus it stands with me Antonio my father is deceast And I haue thrust my selfe into this maze Happily to wiue and thriue as best I may Crownes in my purse I haue and goods at home And so am come abroad to see the world Hor. Petruchio shall I then come roundly to thee And wish thee to a shrew'd ill-fauour'd wife thou 'dst thanke me but a little for my counsell And yet I le promise thee she shall be rich And verie rich but th' art too much my friend And I le not wish thee to her Petr. Signior Hortensio 'twixt such friends as wee Few words suffice and therefore if thou know One rich enough to be Petruchio's wife As wealth is burthen of my woing dance Be she as foule as was Florentius Loue As old as Sibell and as curst and shrow'd As Socrates Zentippe or a worse She moues me not or not remoues at least Affections edge in me Were she is as rough As are the swelling Adriaticke seas I come to wiue it wealthily in Padua If wealthily then happily in Padua Gru. Nay looke you sir hee tels you flatly what his minde is why giue him Gold enough and marrie him to a Puppet or an Aglet babie or an old trot with ne're a tooth in her head though she haue as manie diseases as two and fiftie horses Why nothing comes amisse so monie comes withall Hor. Petruchio since we are stept thus farre in I will continue that I broach'd in iest I can Petruchio helpe thee to a wife With wealth enough and yong and beautious Brought vp as best becomes a Gentlewoman Her onely fault and that is faults enough Is that she is intollerable curst And shrow'd and froward so beyond all measure That were my state farre worser then it is I would not wed her for a mine of Gold Petr. Hortensio peace thou knowst not golds effect Tell me her fathers name and 't is enough For I will boord her though she chide as loud As thunder when the clouds in Autumne cracke Hor. Her father is Baptista Minola An affable and courteous Gentleman Her name is Katherina Minola Renown'd in Padua for her scolding tongue Petr. I know her father though I know not her And he knew my deceased father well I wil not sleepe Hortensio til I see her And therefore let me be thus bold with you To giue you ouer at this first encounter Vnlesse you wil accompanie me thither Gru. I pray you Sir let him go while the humor lasts A my word and she knew him as wel as I do she would thinke scolding would doe little good vpon him Shee may perhaps call him halfe a score Knaues or so Why that 's nothing and he begin once hee 'l raile in his rope trickes I le tell you what sir and she stand him but a litle he wil throw a figure in her face and so disfigure hir with it that shee shal haue no more eies to see withall then a Cat you know him not sir Hor. Tarrie Petruchio I must go with thee For in Baptistas keepe my treasure is He hath the Iewel of my life in hold His yongest daughter beautiful Bianca And her with-holds from me Other more Suters to her and riuals in my Loue Supposing it a thing impossible For those defects I haue before rehearst That euer Katherina wil be woo'd Therefore this order hath Baptista tane That none shal haue accesse vnto Bianca Til Katherine the Curst haue got a husband Gru. Katherine the curst A title for a maide of all titles the worst Hor. Now shal my friend Petruchio do me grace And offer me disguis'd in sober robes To old Baptista as a schoole-master Well seene in Musicke to instruct Bianca That so I may by this deuice at least Haue leaue and leisure to make loue to her And vnsuspected court her by her selfe Enter Gremio and Lucentio disgused Gru. Heere 's no knauerie See to beguile the olde-folkes how the young folkes lay their heads together Master master looke about you Who goes there ha Hor. Peace Grumio it is the riuall of my Loue. Petruchio stand by a while Grumio A proper stripling and an amorous Gremio O very well I haue perus'd the note Hearke you sir I le haue them verie fairely bound All bookes of Loue see that at any hand And see you reade no other Lectures to her You vnderstand me Ouer and beside Signior Baptistas liberalitie I le mend it with a Largesse Take your paper too And let me haue them verie wel perfum'd For she is sweeter then perfume it selfe To whom they go to what wil you reade to her Luc. What ere I reade to her I le pleade for you As for my patron stand you so assur'd As firmely as your selfe were still in place Yea and perhaps with more successefull words Then you vnlesse you were a scholler sir Gre. Oh this learning what a thing it is Gru. Oh this Woodcocke what an Asse it is Petru. Peace sirra Hor. Grumio mum God saue you signior Gremio Gre. And you are wel met Signior Hortensio Trow you whither I am going To Baptista Minola I promist to enquire carefully About a schoolemaster for the faire Bianca And by good fortune I haue lighted well On this yong man For learning and behauiour Fit for her turne well read in Poetrie And other bookes good ones I warrant ye Hor. 'T is well and I haue met a Gentleman Hath promist me to helpe one to another A fine Musitian to instruct our Mistris So shal I no whit be behinde in dutie To faire Bianca so beloued of me Gre. Beloued of me and that my deeds shal proue Gru. And that his bags shal proue Hor. Gremio 't is now no time to vent our loue Listen to me and if you speake me faire I le tel you newes indifferent good for either Heere is a Gentleman whom by chance I met Vpon agreement from vs to his liking Will vndertake to woo curst Katherine Yea and to marrie her if her dowrie please Gre. So said so done is well Hortensio haue you told him all her faults Petr. I know she is an irkesome brawling scold If that be all Masters I heare no harme Gre. No sayst me so friend What Countreyman Petr. Borne in Verona old Butonios sonne My father dead my fortune
might begin an impudent Nation Fare yee well sir I am for France too we shall speake of you there Exit Par. Yet am I thankfull if my heart were great 'T would burst at this Captaine I le be no more But I will eate and drinke and sleepe as soft As Captaine shall Simply the thing I am Shall make me liue who knowes himselfe a braggart Let him feare this for it will come to passe That euery braggart shall be found an Asse Rust sword coole blushes and Parrolles liue Safest in shame being fool'd by fool'rie thriue There 's place and meanes for euery man aliue I le after them Exit Enter Hellen Widdow and Diana Hel. That you may well perceiue I haue not wrong'd you One of the greatest in the Christian world Shall be my suretie for whose throne 't is needfull Ere I can perfect mine intents to kneele Time was I did him a desired office Deere almost as his life which gratitude Through flintie Tartars bosome would peepe forth And answer thankes I duly am inform'd His grace is at Marcellae to which place We haue conuenient conuoy you must know I am supposed dead the Army breaking My husband hies him home where heauen ayding And by the leaue of my good Lord the King Wee 'l be before our welcome Wid. Gentle Madam You neuer had a seruant to whose trust Your busines was more welcome Hel. Nor your Mistris Euer a friend whose thoughts more truly labour To recompence your loue Doubt not but heauen Hath brought me vp to be your daughters dower As it hath fated her to be my motiue And helper to a husband But O strange men That can such sweet vse make of what they hate When sawcie trusting of the cosin'd thoughts Defiles the pitchy night so lust doth play With what it loathes for that which is away But more of this heereafter you Diana Vnder my poore instructions yet must suffer Something in my behalfe Dia. Let death and honestie Go with your impositions I am yours Vpon your will to suffer Hel. Yet I pray you But with the word the time will bring on summer When Briars shall haue leaues as well as thornes And be as sweet as sharpe we must away Our Wagon is prepar'd and time reuiues vs All 's well that ends well still the fines the Crowne What ere the course the end is the renowne Exeunt Enter Clowne old Lady and Lafew Laf. No no no your sonne was misled with a snipt taffata fellow there whose villanous saffron wold haue made all the vnbak'd and dowy youth of a nation in his colour your daughter-in-law had beene aliue at this houre and your sonne heere at home more aduancâ—d by the King then by that red-tail'd humble Bee I speak of La. I would I had not knowne him it was the death of the most vertuous gentlewoman that euer Nature had praise for creating If she had pertaken of my flesh and cost mee the deerest groanes of a mother I could not haue owed her a more rooted loue Laf. T was a good Lady 't was a good Lady Wee may picke a thousand sallets ere wee light on such another hearbe Clo. Indeed sir she was the sweete Margerom of the sallet or rather the hearbe of grace Laf. They are not hearbes you knaue they are nose-hearbes Clowne I am no great Nabuchadnezar sir I haue not much skill in grace Laf. Whether doest thou professe thy selfe a knaue or a foole Clo. A foole sir at a womans seruice and a knaue at a mans Laf. Your distinction Clo. I would cousen the man of his wife and do his seruice Laf. So you were a knaue at his seruice indeed Clo. And I would giue his wife my bauble sir to doe her seruice Laf. I will subscribe for thee thou art both knaue and foole Clo. At your seruice Laf. No no no. Clo. Why sir if I cannot serue you I can serue as great a prince as you are Laf. Whos 's that a Frenchman Clo. Faith sir a has an English maine but his fisnomie is more hotter in France then there Laf. What prince is that Clo. The blacke prince sir alias the prince of darkenesse alias the diuell Laf. Hold thee there 's my purse I giue thee not this to suggest thee from thy master thou talk'st off serue him still Clo. I am a woodland fellow sir that alwaies loued a great fire and the master I speak of euer keeps a good fire but sure he is the Prince of the world let his Nobilitie remaine in 's Court. I am for the house with the narrow gate which I take to be too little for pompe to enter some that humble themselues may but the manie will be too chill and tender and they le bee for the flowrie way that leads to the broad gate and the great fire Laf. Go thy waies I begin to bee a wearie of thee and I tell thee so before because I would not fall out with thee Go thy wayes let my horses be wel look'd too without any trickes Clo. If I put any trickes vpon em sir they shall bee Iades trickes which are their owne right by the law of Nature exit Laf. A shrewd knaue and an vnhappie Lady So a is My Lord that 's gone made himselfe much sport out of him by his authoritie hee remaines heere which he thinkes is a pattent for his sawcinesse and indeede he has no pace but runnes where he will Laf. I like him well 't is not amisse and I was about to tell you since I heard of the good Ladies death and that my Lord your sonne was vpon his returne home I moued the King my master to speake in the behalfe of my daughter which in the minoritie of them both his Maiestie out of a selfe gracious remembrance did first propose his Highnesse hath promis'd me to doe it and to stoppe vp the displeasure he hath conceiued against your sonne there is no fitter matter How do's your Ladyship like it La. With verie much content my Lord and I wish it happily effected Laf. His Highnesse comes post from Marcellus of as able bodie as when he number'd thirty a will be heere to morrow or I am deceiu'd by him that in such intelligence hath seldome fail'd La. Ir reioyces me that I hope I shall see him ere I die I haue letters that my sonne will be heere to night I shall beseech your Lordship to remaine with mee till they meete together Laf. Madam I was thinking with what manners I might safely be admitted Lad. You neede but pleade your honourable priuiledge Laf. Ladie of that I haue made a bold charter but I thanke my God it holds yet Enter Clowne Clo. O Madam yonder 's my Lord your sonne with a patch of veluet on 's face whether there bee a scar vnder 't or no the Veluet knowes but 't is a goodly patch of Veluet his left cheeke is a cheeke of two pile and a halfe but his right cheeke is worne
my Vertue be his Vices bawd And he shall spend mine Honour with his Shame As thriftlesse Sonnes their scraping Fathers Gold Mine honor liues when his dishonor dies Or my sham'd life in his dishonor lies Thou kill'st me in his life giuing him breath The Traitor liues the true man 's put to death Dutchesse within Dut. What hoa my Liege for heauens sake let me in Bul. What shrill-voic'd Suppliant makes this eager cry Dut. A woman and thine Aunt great King 't is I. Speake with me pitty me open the dore A Begger begs that neuer begg'd before Bul. Our Scene is alter'd from a serious thing And now chang'd to the Begger and the King My dangerous Cosin let your Mother in I know she 's come to pray for your foule sin Yorke If thou do pardon whosoeuer pray More sinnes for this forgiuenesse prosper may This fester'd ioynt cut off the rest rests sound This let alone will all the rest confound Enter Dutchesse Dut. O King beleeue not this hard-hearted man Loue louing not it selfe none other can Yor. Thou franticke woman what dost y u make here Shall thy old dugges once more a Traitor reare Dut. Sweet Yorke be patient heare me gentle Liege Bul. Rise vp good Aunt Dut. Not yet I thee beseech For euer will I kneele vpon my knees And neuer see day that the happy sees Till thou giue ioy vntill thou bid me ioy By pardoning Rutland my transgressing Boy Aum. Vnto my mothers prayres I bend my knee Yorke Against them both my true ioynts bended be Dut. Pleades he in earnest Looke vpon his Face His eyes do drop no teares his prayres are in iest His words come from his mouth ours from our brest He prayes but faintly and would be denide We pray with heart and soule and all beside His weary ioynts would gladly rise I know Our knees shall kneele till to the ground they grow His prayers are full of false hypocrisie Ours of true zeale and deepe integritie Our prayers do out-pray his then let them haue That mercy which true prayers ought to haue Bul. Good Aunt stand vp Dut. Nay do not say stand vp But Pardon first and afterwards stand vp And if I were thy Nurse thy tongue to teach Pardon should be the first word of thy speach I neuer long'd to heare a word till now Say Pardon King let pitty teach thee how The word is short but not so short as sweet No word like Pardon for Kings mouth 's so meet Yorke Speake it in French King say Pardon'ne moy Dut. Dost thou teach pardon Pardon to destroy Ah my sowre husband my hard-hearted Lord That set's the word it selfe against the word Speake Pardon as 't is currant in our Land The chopping French we do not vnderstand Thine eye begins to speake set thy tongue there Or in thy pitteous heart plant thou thine eare That hearing how our plaints and prayres do pearce Pitty may moue thee Pardon to rehearse Bul. Good Aunt stand vp Dut. I do not sue to stand Pardon is all the suite I haue in hand Bul. I pardon him as heauen shall pardon mee Dut. O happy vantage of a kneeling knee Yet am I sicke 〈◊〉 feare Speake it againe Twice saying Pardon doth not pardon twaine But makes one pardon strong Bul. I pardon him with all my hart Dut. A God on earth thou art Bul. But for our trusty brother-in-Law the Abbot With all the rest of that consorted crew Destruction straight shall dogge them at the heeles Good Vnckle helpe to order seuerall powres To Oxford or where ere these Traitors are They shall not liue within this world I sweare But I will haue them if I once know where Vnckle farewell and Cosin adieu Your mother well hath praid and proue you true Dut. Come my old son I pray heauen make thee new Exeunt Enter Exton and Seruants Ext. Didst thou not marke the King what words hee spake Haue I no friend will rid me of this liuing feare Was it not so Ser. Those were his very words Ex. Haue I no Friend quoth he he spake it twice And vrg'd it twice together did he not Ser. He did Ex. And speaking it he wistly look'd on me As who should say I would thou wer't the man That would diuorce this terror from my heart Meaning the King at Pomfret Come let 's goe I am the Kings Friend and will rid his Foe Exit Scaena Quarta Enter Richard Rich. I haue bin studying how to compare This Prison where I liue vnto the World And for because the world is populous And heere is not a Creature but my selfe I cannot do it yet I le hammer't out My Braine I le proue the Female to my Soule My Soule the Father and these two beget A generation of still breeding Thoughts And these same Thoughts people this Little World In humors like the people of this world For no thought is contented The better sort As thoughts of things Diuine are intermixt With scruples and do set the Faith it selfe Against the Faith as thus Come litle ones then again It is as hard to come as for a Camell To thred the posterne of a Needles eye Thoughts tending to Ambition they do plot Vnlikely wonders how these vaine weake nailes May teare a passage through the Flinty ribbes Of this hard world my ragged prison walles And for they cannot dye in their owne pride Thoughts tending to Content flatter themselues That they are not the first of Fortunes slaues Nor shall not be the last Like silly Beggars Who sitting in the Stockes refuge their shame That many haue and others must sit there And in this Thought they finde a kind of ease Bearing their owne misfortune on the backe Of such as haue before indur'd the like Thus play I in one Prison many people And none contented Sometimes am I King Then Treason makes me wish my selfe a Beggar And so I am Then crushing penurie Perswades me I was better when a King Then am I king'd againe and by and by Thinke that I am vn-king'd by Bullingbrooke And straight am nothing But what ere I am Musick Nor I nor any man that but man is With nothing shall be pleas'd till he be eas'd With being nothing Musicke do I heare Ha ha keepe time How sowre sweet Musicke is When Time is broke and no Proportion kept So is it in the Musicke of mens liues And heere haue I the daintinesse of eare To heare time broke in a disorder'd string But for the Concord of my State and Time Had not an eare to heare my true Time broke I wasted Time and now doth Time waste me For now hath Time made me his numbring clocke My Thoughts are minutes and with Sighes they iarre Their watches on vnto mine eyes the outward Watch Whereto my finger like a Dialls point Is pointing still in cleansing them from teares Now sir the sound that tels what houre it is Are clamorous groanes that strike vpon my heart Which is the
suites The Greatnesse of his Person Buck. Nay Sir Nicholas Let it alone my State now will but mocke me When I came hither I was Lord High Constable And Duke of Buckingham now poore Edward Bohun Yet I am richer then my base Accusers That neuer knew what Truth meant I now seale it And with that bloud will make 'em one day groane for 't My noble Father Henry of Buckingham Who first rais'd head against Vsurping Richard Flying for succour to his Seruant Banister Being distrest was by that wretch betraid And without Tryall fell Gods peace be with him Henry the Seauenth succeeding truly pittying My Fathers losse like a most Royall Prince Restor'd me to my Honours and out of ruines Made my Name once more Noble Now his Sonne Henry the Eight Life Honour Name and all That made me happy at one stroake ha's taken For euer from the World I had my Tryall And must needs say a Noble one which makes me A little happier then my wretched Father Yet thus farre we are one in Fortunes both Fell by our Seruants by those Men we lou'd most A most vnnaturall and faithlesse Seruice Heauen ha's an end in all yet you that heare me This from a dying man receiue as certaine Where you are liberall of your loues and Councels Be sure you be not loose for those you make friends And giue your hearts to when they once perceiue The least rub in your fortunes fall away Like water from ye neuer found againe But where they meane to sinke ye all good people Pray for me I must now forsake ye the last houre Of my long weary life is come vpon me Farewell and when you would say somthing that is sad Speake how I fell I haue done and God forgiue me Exeunt Duke and Traine 1. O this is full of pitty Sir it cals I feare too many curseâ— on their heads That were the Authors 2. If the Duke be guiltlesse 'T is full of woe yet I can giue you inckling Of an ensuing euill if it fall Greater then this 1. Good Angels keepe it from vs What may it be you doe not doubt my faith Sir 2. This Secret is so weighty 't will require A strong faith to conceale it 1. Let me haue it I doe not talke much 2. I am confident You shall Sir Did you not of late dayes heare A buzzing of a Separation Betweene the King and Katherine 1. Yes but it held not For when the King once heard it out of anger He sent command to the Lord Mayor straight To stop the rumor and allay those tongues That durst disperse it 2. But that slander Sir Is found a truth now for it growes agen Fresher then e're it was and held for certaine The King will venture at it Either the Cardinall Or some about him neere haue out of malice To the good Queene possest him with a scruple That will vndoe her To confirme this too Cardinall Campeius is arriu'd and lately As all thinke for this busines 1. T is the Cardinall And meerely to reuenge him on the Emperour For not bestowing on him at his asking The Archbishopricke of Toledo this is purpos'd 2. I thinke You haue hit the marke but is' t not cruell That she should feele the smart of this the Cardinall Will haue his will and she must fall 1. 'T is wofull Wee are too open heere to argue this Let 's thinke in priuate more Exeunt Scena Secunda Enter Lord Chamberlaine reading this Letter MY Lord the Horses your Lordship sent for with all the care I had I saw well chosen ridden and furnish'd They were young and handsome and of the best breed in the North. When they were ready to set out for London a man of my Lord Cardinalls bâ— Commission and maine power tooke 'em from me with this reason his maister would bee seru'd before a Subiect if not before the King which stop'd our mouthes Sir I feare he will indeede well let him haue them hee will haue all I thinke Enter to the Lord Chamberlaine the Dukes of Norfolke and Suffolke Norf. Well met my Lord Chamberlaine Cham. Good day to both your Graces Suff. How is the King imployd Cham. I left him priuate Full of sad thoughts and troubles Norf. What 's the cause Cham. It seemes the Marriage with his Brothers Wife Ha's crept too neere his Conscience Suff. No his Conscience Ha's crept too neere another Ladie Norf. T is so This is the Cardinals doing The King-Cardinall That blinde Priest like the eldest Sonne of Fortune Turnes what he list The King will know him one day Suff. Pray God he doe Hee 'l neuer know himselfe else Norf. How holily he workes in all his businesse And with what zeale For now he has crackt the League Between vs the Emperor the Queens great Nephew He diues into the Kings Soule and there scatters Dangers doubts wringing of the Conscience Feares and despaires and all these for his Marriage And out of all these to restore the King He counsels a Diuorce a losse of her That like a Iewell ha's hung twenty yeares About his necke yet neuer lost her lustre Of her that loues him with that excellence That Angels loue good men with Euen of her That when the greatest stroake of Fortune falls Will blesse the King and is not this course pious Cham. Heauen keep me from such councel t is most true These newes are euery where euery tongue speaks 'em And euery true heart weepes for 't All that dare Looke into these affaires see this maine end The French Kings Sister Heauen will one day open The Kings eyes that so long haue slept vpon This bold bad man Suff. And free vs from his slauery Norf. We had need pray And heartily for our deliuerance Or this imperious man will worke vs all From Princes into Pages all mens honours Lie like one lumpe before him to be fashion'd Into what pitch he please Suff. For me my Lords I loue him not nor feare him there 's my Creede As I am made without him so I le stand If the King please his Curses and his blessings Touch me alike th' are breath I not beleeue in I knew him and I know him so I leaue him To him that made him proud the Pope Norf. Let 's in And with some other busines put the King From these sad thoughts that work too much vpon him My Lord you le beare vs company Cham. Excuse me The King ha's sent me otherwhere Besides You 'l finde a most vnfit time to disturbe him Health to your Lordships Norfolke Thankes my good Lord Chamberlaine Exit Lord Chamberlaine and the King drawes the Curtaine and sits reading pensiuely Suff. How sad he lookes sure he is much afflicted Kin. Who 's there Ha Norff. Pray God he be not angry Kin. Who 's there I say How dare you thrust your selues Into my priuate Meditations Who am I Ha Norff. A gracious King that pardons all offences Malice ne're meant Our
chides blacknesse Aia. I le let his humours bloud Ag. He will be the Physitian that should be the patient Aia. And all men were a my minde Vlis Wit would be out of fashion Aia. A should not beare it so a should eate Swords first shall pride carry it Nest And 't would you 'ld carry halfe Vlis A would haue ten shares Aia. I will knede him I le make him supple hee 's not yet through warme Nest Force him with praises poure in poure in his ambition is dry Vlis My L. you feede too much on this dislike Nest Our noble Generall doe not doe so Diom. You must prepare to fight without Achilles Vlis Why 't is this naming of him doth him harme Here is a man but 't is before his face I will be silent Nest Wherefore should you so He is not emulous as Achilles is Vlis ' Know the whole world he is as valiant Aia. A horson dog that shal palter thus with vs would he were a Troian Nest What a vice were it in Aiax now Vlis If he were proud Dio. Or couetous of praise Vlis I or surley borne Dio. Or strange or selfe affected Vl. Thank the heauens L. thou art of sweet composure Praise him that got thee she that gaue thee sucke Fame by thy Tutor and thy parts of nature Thrice fam'd beyond beyond all erudition But he that disciplin'd thy armes to fight Let Mars deuide Eternity in twaine And giue him halfe and for thy vigour Bull-bearing Milo his addition yeelde To sinnowie Aiax I will not praise thy wisdome Which like a bourne a pale a shore confines Thy spacious and dilated parts here 's Nestor Instructed by the Antiquary times He must he is he cannot but be wise But pardon Father Nestor were your dayes As greene as Aiax and your braine so temper'd You should not haue the eminence of him But be as Aiax Aia. Shall I call you Father Vlis I my good Sonne Dio. Be rul'd by him Lord Aiax Vlis There is no tarrying here the Hart Achilles Keepes thicker please it our Generall To call together all his state of warre Fresh Kings are come to Troy to morrow We must with all our maine of power stand fast And here 's a Lord come Knights from East to West And cull their flowre Aiax shall cope the best Ag. Goe we to Counsaile let Achilles sleepe Light Botes may saile swift though greater bulkes draw deepe Exeunt Musicke sounds within Enter Pandarus and a Seruant Pan. Friend you pray you a word Doe not you follow the yong Lord Paris Ser. I sir when he goes before me Pan. You depend vpon him I meane Ser. Sir I doe depend vpon the Lord. Pan. You depend vpon a noble Gentleman I must needes praise him Ser. The Lord be praised Pa. You know me doe you not Ser. Faith sir superficially Pa. Friend know me better I am the Lord Pandarus Ser. I hope I shall know your honour better Pa. I doe desire it Ser. You are in the state of Grace Pa. Grace not so friend honor and Lordship are my title What Musique is this Ser. I doe but partly know sir it is Musicke in parts Pa. Know you the Musitians Ser. Wholly sir Pa. Who play they to Ser. To the hearers sir Pa. At whose pleasure friend Ser. At mine sir and theirs that loue Musicke Pa. Command I meane friend Ser. Who shall I command sir Pa. Friend we vnderstand not one another I am too courtly and thou art too cunning At whose request doe these men play Ser. That 's too 't indeede sir marry sir at the request of Paris my L. who 's there in person with him the mortall Venus the heart bloud of beauty loues inuisible soule Pa. Who my Cosin Cressida Ser. No sir Helen could you not finde out that by her attributes Pa. It should seeme fellow that thou hast not seen the Lady Cressida I come to speake with Paris from the Prince Troylus I will make a complementall assault vpon him for my businesse seethes Ser. Sodden businesse there 's a stewed phrase indeede Enter Paris and Helena Pan. Faire be to you my Lord and to all this faire company faire desires in all faire measure fairely guide them especially to you faire Queene faire thoughts be your faire pillow Hel. Deere L. you are full of faire words Pan. You speake your faire pleasure sweete Queene faire Prince here is good broken Musicke Par. You haue broke it cozen and by my life you shall make it whole againe you shall peece it out with a peece of your performance Nel he is full of harmony Pan. Truely Lady no. Hel. O sir Pan. Rude in sooth in good sooth very rude Paris Well said my Lord well you say so in fits Pan. I haue businesse to my Lord deere Queene my Lord will you vouchsafe me a word Hel. Nay this shall not hedge vs out wee le heare you sing certainely Pan. Well sweete Queene you are pleasant with me but marry thus my Lord my deere Lord and most esteemed friend your brother Troylus Hel. My Lord Pandarus hony sweete Lord. Pan. Go too sweete Queene goe to Commends himselfe most affectionately to you Hel. You shall not bob vs out of our melody If you doe our melancholly vpon your head Pan. Sweete Queene sweete Queene that 's a sweete Queene I faith Hel. And to make a sweet Lady sad is a sower offence Pan. Nay that shall not serue your turne that shall it not in truth la. Nay I care not for such words no no. And my Lord he desires you that if the King call for him at Supper you will make his excuse Hel. My Lord Pandarus Pan. What saies my sweete Queene my very very sweete Queene Par. What exploit's in hand where sups he to night Hel. Nay but my Lord Pan. What saies my sweere Queene my cozen will fall out with you Hel. You must not know where he sups Par. With my disposer Cressida Pan. No no no such matter you are wide come your disposer is sicke Par. Well I le make excuse Pan. I good my Lord why should you say Cressida no your poore disposer's sicke Par. I spie Pan. You spie what doe you spie come giue me an Instrument now sweete Queene Hel. Why this is kindely done Pan. My Neece is horrible in loue with a thing you haue sweete Queene Hel. She shall haue it my Lord if it be not my Lord Paris Pand. Hee no shee le none of him they two are twaine Hel. Falling in after falling out may make them three Pan. Come come I le heare no more of this I le sing you a song now Hel. I I prethee now by my troth sweet Lord thou hast a fine fore-head Pan. I you may you may Hel. Let thy song be loue this loue will vndoe vs al. Oh Cupid Cupid Cupid Pan. Loue I that it shall yfaith Par. I good now loue loue no thing but loue Pan. In good troth it begins so Loue loue nothing but
Metellus Cimber let him go And presently preferre his suite to Caesar Bru. He is addrest presse neere and second him Cin. Caska you are the first that reares your hand Caes Are we all ready What is now amisse That Caesar and his Senate must redresse Metel Most high most mighty and most puisant Caesar Metellus Cymber throwes before thy Seate An humble heart Caes I must preuent thee Cymber These couchings and these lowly courtesies Might fire the blood of ordinary men And turne pre-Ordinance and first Decree Into the lane of Children Be not fond To thinke that Caesar beares such Rebell blood That will be thaw'd from the true quality With that which melteth Fooles I meane sweet words Low-crooked-curtsies and base Spaniell fawning Thy Brother by decree is banished If thou doest bend and pray and fawne for him I spurne thee like a Curre out of my way Know Caesar doth not wrong nor without cause Will he be satisfied Metel Is there no voyce more worthy then my owne To sound more sweetly in great Caesars eare For the repealing of my banish'd Brother Bru. I kisse thy hand but not in flattery Caesar Desiring thee that Publius Cymber may Haue an immediate freedome of repeale Caes What Brutus Cassi Pardon Caesar Caesar pardon As lowe as to thy foote doth Cassius fall To begge infranchisement for Publius Cymber Caes I could be well mou'd if I were as you If I could pray to mooue Prayers would mooue me But I am constant as the Northerne Starre Of whose true fixt and resting quality There is no fellow in the Firmament The Skies are painted with vnnumbred sparkes They are all Fire and euery one doth shine But there 's but one in all doth hold his place So in the World 'T is furnish'd well with Men And Men are Flesh and Blood and apprehensiue Yet in the number I do know but One That vnassayleable holds on his Ranke Vnshak'd of Motion and that I am he Let me a little shew it euen in this That I was constant Cymber should be banish'd And constant do remaine to keepe him so Cinna O Caesar Caes Hence Wilt thou lift vp Olympus Decius Great Caesar Caes Doth not Brutus bootlesse kneele Cask Speake hands for me They stab Caesar Caes Et Tu Brutè Then fall Caesar Dyes Cin. Liberty Freedome Tyranny is dead Run hence proclaime cry it about the Streets Cassi Some to the common Pulpits and cry out Liberty Freedome and Enfranchisement Bru. People and Senators be not affrighted Fly not stand still Ambitions debt is paid Cask Go to the Pulpit Brutus Dec. And Cassius too Bru. Where 's Publius Cin. Heere quite confounded with this mutiny Met. Stand fast together least some Friend of Caesars Should chance Bru. Talke not of standing Publius good cheere There is no harme intended to your person Nor to no Roman else so tell them Publius Cassi And leaue vs Publius least that the people Rushing on vs should do your Age some mischiefe Bru. Do so and let no man abide this deede But we the Doers Enter Trebonius Cassi Where is Antony Treb. Fled to his House amaz'd Men Wiues and Children stare cry out and run As it were Doomesday Bru. Fates we will know your pleasures That we shall dye we know 't is but the time And drawing dayes out that men stand vpon Cask Why he that cuts off twenty yeares of life Cuts off so many yeares of fearing death Bru. Grant that and then is Death a Benefit So are we Caesars Friends that haue abridg'd His time of fearing death Stoope Romans stoope And let vs bathe our hands in Caesars blood Vp to the Elbowes and besmeare our Swords Then walke we forth euen to the Market place And wauing our red Weapons o're our heads Let 's all cry Peace Freedome and Liberty Cassi Stoop then and wash How many Ages hence Shall this our lofty Scene be acted ouer In State vnborne and Accents yet vnknowne Bru. How many times shall Caesar bleed in sport That now on Pompeyes Basis lye along No worthier then the dust Cassi So oft as that shall be So often shall the knot of vs be call'd The Men that gaue their Country liberty Dec. What shall we forth Cassi I euery man away Brutus shall leade and we will grace his heeles With the most boldest and best hearts of Rome Enter a Seruant Bru. Soft who comes heere A friend of Antonies Ser. Thus Brutus did my Master bid me kneele Thus did Mark Antony bid me fall downe And being prostrate thus he bad me say Brutus is Noble Wise Valiant and Honest Caesar was Mighty Bold Royall and Louing Say I loue Brutus and I honour him Say I fear'd Caesar honour'd him and lou'd him If Brutus will vouchsafe that Antony May safely come to him and be resolu'd How Caesar hath deseru'd to lye in death Mark Antony shall not loue Caesar dead So well as Brutus liuing but will follow The Fortunes and Affayres of Noble Brutus Thorough the hazards of this vntrod State With all true Faith So sayes my Master Antony Bru. Thy Master is a Wise and Valiant Romane I neuer thought him worse Tell him so please him come vnto this place He shall be satisfied and by my Honor Depart vntouch'd Ser. I le fetch him presently Exit Seruant Bru. I know that we shall haue him well to Friend Cassi I wish we may But yet haue I a minde That feares him much and my misgiuing still Falles shrewdly to the purpose Enter Antony Bru. But heere comes Antony Welcome Mark Antony Ant. O mighty Caesar Dost thou lye so lowe Are all thy Conquests Glories Triumphes Spoiles Shrunke to this little Measure Fare thee well I know not Gentlemen what you intend Who else must be let blood who else is ranke If I my selfe there is no houre so fit As Caesars deaths houre nor no Instrument Of halfe that worth as those your Swords made rich With the most Noble blood of all this World I do beseech yee if you beare me hard Now whil'st your purpled hands do reeke and smoake Fulfill your pleasure Liue a thousand yeeres I shall not finde my selfe so apt to dye No place will please me so no meane of death As heere by Caesar and by you cut off The Choice and Master Spirits of this Age. Bru. O Antony Begge not your death of vs Though now we must appeare bloody and cruell As by our hands and this our present Acte You see we do Yet see you but our hands And this the bleeding businesse they haue doâ—e Our hearts you see not they are pittifull And pitty to the generall wrong of Rome As fire driues out fire so pitty pitty Hath done this deed on Caesar For your part To you our Swords haue leaden points Marke Antony Our Armes in strength of malice and our Hearts Of Brothers temper do receiue you in With all kinde loue good thoughts and reuerence Cassi Your voyce shall be as strong as any mans In the
to the sticking place And wee 'le not fayle when Duncan is asleepe Whereto the rather shall his dayes hard Iourney Soundly inuite him his two Chamberlaines Will I with Wine and Wassell so conuince That Memorie the Warder of the Braine Shall be a Fume and the Receit of Reason A Lymbeck onely when in Swinish sleepe Their drenched Natures lyes as in a Death What cannot you and I performe vpon Th' vnguarded Duncan What not put vpon His spungie Officers who shall beare the guilt Of our great quell Macb. Bring forth Men-Children onely For thy vndaunted Mettle should compose Nothing but Males Will it not be receiu'd When we haue mark'd with blood those sleepie two Of his owne Chamber and vs'd their very Daggers That they haue don 't Lady Who dares receiue it other As we shall make our Griefes and Clamor rore Vpon his Death Macb. I am settled and bend vp Each corporall Agent to this terrible Feat Away and mock the time with fairest show False Face must hide what the false Heart doth know Exeunt Actus Secundus Scena Prima Enter Banquo and Fleance with a Torch before him Banq. How goes the Night Boy Fleance The Moone is downe I haue not heard the Clock Banq. And she goes downe at Twelue Fleance I take 't 't is later Sir Banq. Hold take my Sword There 's Husbandry in Heauen Their Candles are all out take thee that too A heauie Summons lyes like Lead vpon me And yet I would not sleepe Mercifull Powers restraine in me the cursed thoughts That Nature giues way to in repose Enter Macbeth and a Seruant with a Torch Giue me my Sword who 's there Macb. A Friend Banq. What Sir not yet at rest the King 's a bed He hath beene in vnusuall Pleasure And sent forth great Largesse to your Offices This Diamond he greetes your Wife withall By the name of most kind Hostesse And shut vp in measurelesse content Mac. Being vnprepar'd Our will became the seruant to defect Which else should free haue wrought Banq. All 's well I dreamt last Night of the three weyward Sisters To you they haue shew'd some truth Macb. I thinke not of them Yet when we can entreat an houre to serue We would spend it in some words vpon that Businesse If you would graunt the time Banq. At your kind'st leysure Macb. If you shall cleaue to my consent When 't is it shall make Honor for you Banq. So I lose none In seeking to augment it but still keepe My Bosome franchis'd and Allegeance cleare I shall be counsail'd Macb. Good repose the while Banq. Thankes Sir the like to you Exit Banquo Macb. Goe bid thy Mistresse when my drinke is ready She strike vpon the Bell. Get thee to bed Exit Is this a Dagger which I see before me The Handle toward my Hand Come let me clutch thee I haue thee not and yet I see thee still Art thou not fatall Vision sensible To feeling as to sight or art thou but A Dagger of the Minde a false Creation Proceeding from the heat-oppressed Braine I see thee yet in forme as palpable As this which now I draw Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going And such an Instrument I was to vse Mine Eyes are made the fooles o' th' other Sences Or else worth all the rest I see thee still And on thy Blade and Dudgeon Gouts of Blood Which was not so before There 's no such thing It is the bloody Businesse which informes Thus to mine Eyes Now o're the one halfe World Nature seemes dead and wicked Dreames abuse The Curtain'd sleepe Witchcraft celebrates Pale Heccats Offrings and wither'd Murther Alarum'd by his Centinell the Wolfe Whose howle's his Watch thus with his stealthy pace With Tarquins rauishing sides towards his designe Moues like a Ghost Thou sowre and firme-set Earth Heare not my steps which they may walke for feare Thy very stones prate of my where-about And take the present horror from the time Which now sutes with it Whiles I threat he liues Words to the heat of deedes too cold breath giues A Bell rings I goe and it is done the Bell inuites me Heare it not Duncan for it is a Knell That summons thee to Heauen or to Hell Exit Scena Secunda Enter Lady La. That which hath made thē drunk hath made me bold What hath quench'd them hath giuen me fire Hearke peace it was the Owle that shriek'd The fatall Bell-man which giues the stern'st good-night He is about it the Doores are open And the surfeted Groomes doe mock their charge With Snores I haue drugg'd their Possets That Death and Nature doe contend about them Whether they liue or dye Enter Macbeth Macb. Who 's there what hoa Lady Alack I am afraid they haue awak'd And 't is not done th' attempt and not the deed Confounds vs hearke I lay'd their Daggers ready He could not misse ' em Had he not resembled My Father as he slept I had don 't My Husband Macb. I haue done the deed Didst thou not heare a noyse Lady I heard the Owle schreame and the Crickets cry Did not you speake Macb. When Lady Now. Macb. As I descended Lady I. Macb. Hearke who lyes i' th' second Chamber Lady Donalbaine Mac. This is a sorry sight Lady A foolish thought to say a sorry sight Macb. There 's one did laugh in 's sleepe And one cry'd Murther that they did wake each other I stood and heard them But they did say their Prayers And addrest them againe to sleepe Lady There are two lodg'd together Macb. One cry'd God blesse vs and Amen the other As they had seene me with these Hangmans hands Listning their feare I could not say Amen When they did say God blesse vs. Lady Consider it not so deepely Mac. But wherefore could not I pronounce Amen I had most need of Blessing and Amen stuck in my throat Lady These deeds must not be thought After these wayes so it will make vs mad Macb. Me thought I heard a voyce cry Sleep no more Macbeth does murther Sleepe the innocent Sleepe Sleepe that knits vp the rauel'd Sleeue of Care The death of each dayes Life sore Labors Bath Balme of hurt Mindes great Natures second Course Chiefe nourisher in Life's Feast Lady What doe you meane Macb. Still it cry'd Sleepe no more to all the House Glamis hath murther'd Sleepe and therefore Cawdor Shall sleepe no more Macbeth shall sleepe no more Lady Who was it that thus cry'd why worthy Thane You doe vnbend your Noble strength to thinke So braine-sickly of things Goe get some Water And wash this filthie Witnesse from your Hand Why did you bring these Daggers from the place They must lye there goe carry them and smeare The sleepie Groomes with blood Macb. I le goe no more I am afraid to thinke what I haue done Looke on 't againe I dare not Lady Infirme of purpose Giue me the Daggers the sleeping and the dead Are but as Pictures 't
with all Formes Moods shewes of Griefe That can denote me truly These indeed Seeme For they are actions that a man might play But I haue that Within which passeth show These but the Trappings and the Suites of woe King 'T is sweet and commendable In your Nature Hamlet To giue these mourning duties to your Father But you must know your Father lost a Father That Father lost lost his and the Suruiuer bound In filiall Obligation for some terme To do obsequious Sorrow But to perseuer In obstinate Condolement is a course Of impious stubbornnesse 'T is vnmanly greefe It shewes a will most incorrect to Heauen A Heart vnfortified a Minde impatient An Vnderstanding simple and vnschool'd For what we know must be and is as common As any the most vulgar thing to sence Why should we in our peeuish Opposition Take it to heart Fye 't is a fault to Heauen A fault against the Dead a fault to Nature To Reason most absurd whose common Theame Is death of Fathers and who still hath cried From the first Coarse till he that dyed to day This must be so We pray you throw to earth This vnpreuayling woe and thinke of vs As of a Father For let the world take note You are the most immediate to our Throne And with no lesse Nobility of Loue Then that which deerest Father beares his Sonne Do I impart towards you For your intent In going backe to Schoole in Wittenberg It is most retrograde to our desire And we beseech you bend you to remaine Heere in the cheere and comfort of our eye Our cheefest Courtier Cosin and our Sonne Qu. Let not thy Mother lose her Prayers Hamlet I prythee stay with vs go not to Wittenberg Ham. I shall in all my best Obey you Madam King Why 't is a louing and a faire Reply Be as our selfe in Denmarke Madam come This gentle and vnforc'd accord of Hamlet Sits smiling to my heart in grace whereof No iocond health that Denmarke drinkes to day But the great Cannon to the Clowds shall tell And the Kings Rouce the Heauens shall bruite againe Respeaking earthly Thunder Come away Exeunt Manet Hamlet Ham. Oh that this too too solid Flesh would melt Thaw and resolue it selfe into a Dew Or that the Euerlasting had not fixt His Cannon ' gainst Selfe-slaughter O God O God! How weary stale flat and vnprofitable Seemes to me all the vses of this world Fie on 't Oh fie fie 't is an vnweeded Garden That growes to Seed Things rank and grosse in Nature Possesse it meerely That it should come to this But two months dead Nay not so much not two So excellent a King that was to this Hiperion to a Satyre so louing to my Mother That he might not beteene the windes of heauen Visit her face too roughly Heauen and Earth Must I remember why she would hang on him As if encrease of Appetite had growne By what it fed on and yet within a month Let me not thinke on 't Frailty thy name is woman A little Month or ere those shooes were old With which she followed my poore Fathers body Like Niobe all teares Why she euen she O Heauen A beast that wants discourse of Reason Would haue mourn'd longer married with mine Vnkle My Fathers Brother but no more like my Father Then I to Hercules Within a Moneth Ere yet the salt of most vnrighteous Teares Had left the flushing of her gauled eyes She married O most wicked speed to post With such dexterity to Incestuous sheets It is not nor it cannot come to good But breake my heart for I must hold my tongue Enter Horatio Barnard and Marcellus Hor. Haile to your Lordship Ham. I am glad to see you well Horatio or I do forget my selfe Hor. The same my Lord And your poore Seruant euer Ham. Sir my good friend I le change that name with you And what make you from Wittenberg Horatio Marcellus Mar. My good Lord. Ham. I am very glad to see you good euen Sir But what in faith make you from Wittemberge Hor. A truant disposition good my Lord. Ham. I would not haue your Enemy say so Nor shall you doe mine eare that violence To make it truster of your owne report Against your selfe I know you are no Truant But what is your affaire in Elsenour Wee 'l teach you to drinke deepe ere you depart Hor. My Lord I came to see your Fathers Funerall Ham. I pray thee doe not mock me fellow Student I thinke it was to see my Mothers-Wedding Hor. Indeed my Lord it followed hard vpon Ham. Thrift thrift Horatio the Funerall Bakt-meats Did coldly furnish forth the Marriage Tables Would I had met my dearest foe in heauen Ere I had euer seene that day Horatio My father me thinkes I see my father Hor. Oh where my Lord Ham. In my minds eye Horatio Hor. I saw him once he was a goodly King Ham. He was a man take him for all in all I shall not look vpon his like againe Hor. My Lord I thinke I saw him yesternight Ham. Saw Who Hor. My Lord the King your Father Ham. The King my Father Hor. Season your admiration for a while With an attent eare till I may deliuer Vpon the witnesse of these Gentlemen This maruell to you Ham. For Heauens loue let me heare Hor. Two nights together had these Gentlemen Marcellus and Barnardo on their Watch In the dead wast and middle of the night Beene thus encountred A figure like your Father Arm'd at all points exactly Cap a Pe Appeares before them and with sollemne march Goes slow and stately By them thrice he walkt By their opprest and feare-surprized eyes Within his Truncheons length whilst they bestil'd Almost to Ielly with the Act of feare Stand dumbe and speake not to him This to me In dreadfull secrecie impart they did And I with them the third Night kept the Watch Whereas they had deliuer'd both in time Forme of the thing each word made true and good The Apparition comes I knew your Father These hands are not more like Ham. But where was this Mar. My Lord vpon the platforme where we watcht Ham. Did you not speake to it Hor. My Lord I did But answere made it none yet once me thought It lifted vp it head and did addresse It selfe to motion like as it would speake But euen then the Morning Cocke crew lowd And at the sound it shrunke in hast away And vanisht from our sight Ham. T is very strange Hor. As I doe liue my honourd Lord 't is true And we did thinke it writ downe in our duty To let you know of it Ham. Indeed indeed Sirs but this troubles me Hold you the watch to Night Both. We doe my Lord. Ham. Arm'd say you Both. Arm'd my Lord. Ham. From top to toe Both. My Lord from head to foote Ham. Then saw you not his face Hor. O yes my Lord he wore his Beauer vp Ham. What lookt he frowningly Hor. A
Where is the King my Master Kent Here Sir but trouble him not his wits are gon Glou. Good friend I prythee take him in thy armes I haue ore-heard a plot of death vpon him There is a Litter ready lay him in 't And driue toward Douer friend where thou shalt meete Both welcome and protection Take vp thy Master If thou should'st dally halfe an houre his life With thine and all that offer to defend him Stand in assured losse Take vp take vp And follow me that will to some prouision Giue thee quicke conduct Come come away Exeunt Scena Septima Enter Cornwall Regan Gonerill Bastard and Seruants Corn. Poste speedily to my Lord your husband shew him this Letter the Army of France is landed seeke out the Traitor Glouster Reg. Hang him instantly Gon. Plucke out his eyes Corn. Leaue him to my displeasure Edmond keepe you our Sister company the reuenges wee are bound to take vppon your Traitorous Father are not fit for your beholding Aduice the Duke where you are going to a most festiuate preparation we are bound to the like Our Postes shall be swift and intelligent betwixt vs. Farewell deere Sister farewell my Lord of Glouster Enter Steward How now Where 's the King Stew. My Lord of Glouster hath conuey'd him hence Some fiue or six and thirty of his Knights Hot Questrists after him met him at gate Who with some other of the Lords dependants Are gone with him toward Douer where they boast To haue well armed Friends Corn. Get horses for your Mistris Gon. Farewell sweet Lord and Sister Exit Corn. Edmund farewell go seek the Traitor Gloster Pinnion him like a Theefe bring him before vs Though well we may not passe vpon his life Without the forme of Iustice yet our power Shall do a curt'sie to our wrath which men May blame but not comptroll Enter Gloucester and Seruants Who 's there the Traitor Reg. Ingratefull Fox 't is he Corn. Binde fast his corky armes Glou. What meanes your Graces Good my Friends consider you are my Ghests Do me no foule play Friends Corn. Binde him I say Reg. Hard hard O filthy Traitor Glou. Vnmercifull Lady as you are I 'me none Corn. To this Chaire binde him Villaine thou shalt finde Glou. By the kinde Gods 't is most ignobly done To plucke me by the Beard Reg. So white and such a Traitor Glou. Naughty Ladie These haires which thou dost rauish from my chin Will quicken and accuse thee I am your Host With Robbers hands my hospitable fauours You should not ruffle thus What will you do Corn. Come Sir What Letters had you late from France Reg. Be simple answer'd for we know the truth Corn. And what confederacie haue you with the Traitors late footed in the Kingdome Reg. To whose hands You haue sent the Lunaticke King Speake Glou. I haue a Letter guessingly set downe Which came from one that 's of a newtrall heart And not from one oppos'd Corn. Cunning. Reg. And false Corn. Where hast thou sent the King Glou. To Douer Reg. Wherefore to Douer Was 't thou not charg'd at perill Corn. Wherefore to Douer Let him answer that Glou. I am tyed to ' th' Stake And I must stand the Course Reg. Wherefore to Douer Glou. Because I would not see thy cruell Nailes Plucke out his poore old eyes nor thy fierce Sister In his Annointed flesh sticke boarish phangs The Sea with such a storme as his bare head In Hell-blacke-night indur'd would haue buoy'd vp And quench'd the Stelled fires Yet poore old heart he holpe the Heauens to raine If Wolues had at thy Gate howl'd that sterne time Thou should'st haue said good Porter turne the Key All Cruels else subscribe but I shall see The winged Vengeance ouertake such Children Corn. See 't shalt thou neuer Fellowes hold y e Chaire Vpon these eyes of thine I le set my foote Glou. He that will thinke to liue till he be old Giue me some helpe O cruell O you Gods Reg. One side will mocke another Th' other too Corn. If you see vengeance Seru. Hold your hand my Lord I haue seru'd you euer since I was a Childe But better seruice haue I neuer done you Then now to bid you hold Reg. How now you dogge Ser. If you did weare a beard vpon your chin I 'ld shake it on this quarrell What do you meane Corn. My Villaine Seru. Nay then come on and take the chance of anger Reg. Giue me thy Sword A pezant stand vp thus Killes him Ser. Oh I am slaine my Lord you haue one eye left To see some mischefe on him Oh. Corn. Lest it see more preuent it Out vilde gelly Where is thy luster now Glou. All darke and comfortlesse Where 's my Sonne Edmund Edmund enkindle all the sparkes of Nature To quit this horrid acte Reg. Out treacherous Villaine Thou call'st on him that hates thee It was be That made the ouerture of thy Treasons to vs Who is too good to pitty thee Glou. O my Follies then Edgar was abus'd Kinde Gods forgiue me that and prosper him Reg. Go thrust him out at gates and let him smell His way to Douer Exit with Glouster How is' t my Lord How looke you Corn. I haue receiu'd a hurt Follow me Lady Turne out that eyelesse Villaine throw this Slaue Vpon the Dunghill Regan I bleed apace Vntimely comes this hurt Giue me your arme Exeunt Actus Quartus Scena Prima Enter Edgar Edg. Yet better thus and knowne to be contemn'd Then still contemn'd and flatter'd to be worst The lowest and most deiected thing of Fortune Stands still in esperance liues not in feare The lamentable change is from the best The worst returnes to laughter Welcome then Thou vnsubstantiall ayre that I embrace The Wretch that thou hast blowne vnto the worst Owes nothing to thy blasts Enter Glouster and an Oldman But who comes heere My Father poorely led World World O world But that thy strange mutations make vs hate thee Life would not yeelde to age Oldm. O my good Lord I haue bene your Tenant And your Fathers Tenant these fourescore yeares Glou. Away get thee away good Friend be gone Thy comforts can do me no good at all Thee they may hurt Oldm. You cannot see your way Glou. I haue no way and therefore want no eyes I stumbled when I saw Full oft 't is seene Our meanes secure vs and our meere defects Proue our Commodities Oh deere Sonne Edgar The food of thy abused Fathers wrath Might I but liue to see thee in my touch I 'ld say I had eyes againe Oldm. How now who 's there Edg. O Gods Who is' t can say I am at the worst I am worse then ere I was Old 'T is poore mad Tom. Edg. And worse I may be yet the worst is not So long as we can say this is the worst Oldm. Fellow where goest Glou. Is it a Beggar-man Oldm. Madman and beggar too Glou. He has some reason else he
Rod. My name is Rodorigo Bra. The worsser welcome I haue charg'd thee not to haunt about my doores In honest plainenesse thou hast heard me say My Daughter is not for thee And now in madnesse Being full of Supper and distempring draughtes Vpon malitious knauerie dost thou come To start my quiet Rod. Sir Sir Sir Bra. But thou must needs be sure My spirits and my place haue in their power To make this bitter to thee Rodo. Patience good Sir Bra. What tell'st thou me of Robbing This is Venice my house is not a Grange Rodo. Most graue Brabantio In simple and pure soule I come to you Ia. Sir you are one of those that will not serue God if the deuill bid you Because we come to do you seruice and you thinke we are Russians you 'le haue your Daughter couer'd with a Barbary horse you 'le haue your Nephewes neigh to you you 'le haue Coursers for Cozens and Gennets for Germaines Bra. What prophane wretch art thou Ia. I am one Sir that comes to tell you your Daughter and the Moore are making the Beast with two backs Bra. Thou art a Villaine Iago You are a Senator Bra. This thou shalt answere I know thee Rodorigo Rod. Sir I will answere any thing But I beseech you If 't be your pleasure and most wise consent As partly I find it is that your faire Daughter At this odde Euen and dull watch o' th' night Transported with no worse nor better guard But with a knaue of common hire a Gundelier To the grosse claspes of a Lasciuious Moore If this be knowne to you and your Allowance We then haue done you bold and saucie wrongs But if you know not this my Manners tell me We haue your wrong rebuke Do not beleeue That from the sence of all Ciuilitie I thus would play and trifle with your Reuerence Your Daughter if you haue not giuen her leaue I say againe hath made a grosse reuolt Tying her Dutie Beautie Wit and Fortunes In an extrauagant and wheeling Stranger Of here and euery where straight satisfie your selfe If she be in her Chamber or your house Let loose on me the Iustice of the State For thus deluding you Bra. Strike on the Tinder hoa Giue me a Taper call vp all my people This Accident is not vnlike my dreame Beleefe of it oppresses me alreadie Light I say light Exit Iag. Farewell for I must leaue you It seemes not meete nor wholesome to my place To be producted as if I stay I shall Against the Moore For I do know the State How euer this may gall him with some checke Cannot with safetie cast-him For he 's embark'd With such loud reason to the Cyprus Warres Which euen now stands in Act that for their soules Another of his Fadome they haue none To lead their Businesse In which regard Though I do hate him as I do hell apines Yet for necessitie of present life I must show out a Flag and signe of Loue Which is indeed but signe that you shal surely find him Lead to the Sagitary the raised Search And there will I be with him So farewell Exit Enter Brabantio with Seruants and Torches Bra. It is too true an euill Gone she is And what 's to come of my despised time Is naught but bitternesse Now Rodorigo Where didst thou see her Oh vnhappie Girle With the Moore saist thou Who would be a Father How didst thou know 't was she Oh she deceaues me Past thought what said she to you Get moe Tapers Raise all my Kindred Are they married thinke you Rodo. Truely I thinkâ— they are Bra. Oh Heaâ—n how got she out Oh treason of the blood Fathers from hence trust not your Daughters minds By what you see them act Is there not Charmes By which the propertie of Youth and Maidhood May be abus'd Haue you not read Rodorigo Of some such thing Rod. Yes Sir I haue indeed Bra. Call vp my Brother oh would you had had her Some one way some another Doe you know Where we may apprehend her and the Moore Rod. I thinke I can discouer him if you please To get good Guard and go along with me Bra. Pray you lead on At euery house I le call I may command at most get Weapons hoa And raise some speciall Officers of might On good Rodorigo I will deserue your paines Exeunt Scena Secunda Enter Othello Iago Attendants with Torches Ia. Though in the trade of Warre I haue slaine men Yet do I hold it very stuffe o' th' conscience To do no contriu'd Murder I lacke Iniquitie Sometime to do me seruice Nine or ten times I had thought t' haue yerk'd him here vnder the Ribbes Othello 'T is better as it is Iago Nay but he prated And spoke such scuruy and prouoking termes Against your Honor that with the little godlinesse I haue I did full hard forbeare him But I pray you Sir Are you fast married Be assur'd of this That the Magnifico is much belou'd And hath in his effect a voice potentiall As double as the Dukes He will diuorce you Or put vpon you what restraint or greeuance The Law with all his might to enforce it on Will giue him Cable Othel. Let him do his spight My Seruices which I haue done the Signorie Shall out-tongue his Complaints 'T is yet to know Which when I know that boasting is an Honour I shall promulgate I fetch my life and being From Men of Royall Seige And my demerites May speake vnbonnetted to as proud a Fortune As this that I haue reach'd For know Iago But that I loue the gentle Desdemona I would not my vnhoused free condition Put into Circumscription and Confine For the Seas worth But looke what Lights come yond Enter Cassio with Torches Iago Those are the raised Father and his Friends You were best go in Othel. Not I I must be found My Parts my Title and my perfect Soule Shall manifest me rightly Is it they Iago By Ianus I thinke no. Othel. The Seruants of the Dukes And my Lieutenant The goodnesse of the Night vpon you Friends What is the Newes Cassio The Duke do's greet you Generall And he requires your haste Post-haste appearance Enen on the instant Othello What is the matter thinke you Cassio Something from Cyprus as I may diuine It is a businesse of some heate The Gallies Haue sent a dozen sequent Messengers This very night at one anothers heeles And many of the Consuls rais'd and met Are at the Dukes already You haue bin hotly call'd for When being not at your Lodging to be found The Senate hath sent about three seuerall Quests To search you out Othel. 'T is well I am found by you I will but spend a word here in the house And goe with you Cassio Aunciant what makes he heere Iago Faith he to night hath boarded a Land Carract If it proue lawfull prize he ' made for euer Cassio I do not vnderstand Iago He 's married Cassio To
exactly valewed Not petty things admitted Where 's Seleucus Seleu. Heere Madam Cleo. This is my Treasurer let him speake my Lord Vpon his perill that I haue reseru'd To my selfe nothing Speake the truth Seleucus Seleu. Madam I had rather seele my lippes Then to my perill speake that which is not Cleo. What haue I kept backe Sel. Enough to purchase what you haue made known Caesar Nay blush not Cleopatra I approue Your Wisedome in the deede Cleo. See Caesar Oh behold How pompe is followed Mine will now be yours And should we shift estates yours would be mine The ingratitude of this Seleucus does Euen make me wilde Oh Slaue of no more trust Then loue that 's hyt'd What goest thou backe y u shalt Go backe I warrant thee but I le catch thine eyes Though they had wings Slaue Soule-lesse Villain Dog O rarely base Caesar Good Queene let vs intreat you Cleo. O Caesar what a wounding shame is this That thou vouchsafing heere to visit me Doing the Honour of thy Lordlinesse To one so meeke that mine owne Seruant should Parcell the summe of my disgraces by Addition of his Enuy Say good Caesar That I some Lady trifles haâ—e reseru'd Immoment toyes things of such Dignitie As we greet moderne Friends withall and say Some Nobler token I haue kept apart For Liâ—iâ— and Octauia to induce Their mediation must I be vnfolded With one that I haue bred The Gods it smites me Beneath the fall I haue Prythee go hence Or I shall shew the Cynders of my spirits Through th' Ashes of my chance Wer 't thou a man Thou would'st haue mercy on me Caesar Forbeare Seleucus Cleo. Be it known that we the greatest are mis-thoght For things that others do and when we fall We answer others merits in our name Are therefore to be pittied Caesar Cleopatra Not what you haue reseru'd nor what acknowledg'd Put we i' th' Roll of Conquest still bee 't yours Bestow it at your pleasure and beleeue Caesars no Merchant to make prize with you Of things that Merchants sold Therefore be cheer'd Make not your thoughts your prisons No deere Queen For we intend so to dispose you as Your selfe shall giue vs counsell Feede and sleepe Our care and pitty is so much vpon you That we remainâ— your Friend and so adieu Cleo. My Master and my Lord. Caesar Not so Adieu Flourish Exeunt Caesar and his Traine Cleo. He words me Gyrles he words me That I should not be Noble to my selfe But hearke thee Charmian Iras. Finish good Lady the bright day is done And we are for the darke Cleo. Hye thâ—e againe I haue spoke already and it is prouided Go put it to the haste Char. Madam I will Enter Dolabella Dol. Where 's the Queene Char. Behold sir Cleo. Dolabella Dol. Madam as thereto sworne by your command Which my loue makes Religion to obey I tell you this Caesar through Syria Intends his iourney and within three dayes You with your Children will he send before Make your best vse of this I haue perform'd Your pleasure and my promise Cleo. Dolabella I shall remaine your debter Dol. I your Seruant Adieu good Queene I must attend on Caesar Exit Cleo. Farewell and thankes Now Iras what think'st thou Thou an Egyptian Puppet shall be shewne In Rome aswell as I Mechanicke Slaues With greazie Aprons Rules and Hammers shall Vplift vs to the view In their thicke breathes Ranke of grosse dyet shall we be enclowded And forc'd to drinke their vapour Iras. The Gods forbid Cleo. Nay 't is most certaine Iras sawcie Lictors Will catch at vs like Strumpets and scald Rimers Ballads vs out a Tune The quicke Comedians Extemporally will stage vs and present Our Alexandrian Reuels Anthony Shall be brought drunken forth and I shall see Some squeaking Cleopatra Boy my greatnesse I' th' posture of a Whore Iras. O the good Gods Cleo. Nay that 's certaine Iras. I le neuer see 't for I am sure mine Nailes Are stronger then mine eyes Cleo. Why that 's the way to foole their preparation And to conquer their most absurd intents Enter Charmian Now Charmian Shew me my Women like a Queene Go fetch My best Attyres I am againe for Cidrus To meete Marke Anthony Sirra Iras go Now Noble Charmian wee 'l dispatch indeede And when thou hast done this chare I le giue thee leaue To play till Doomesday bring our Crowne and all A noise within Wherefore's this noise Enter a Guardsman Gards Heere is a rurall Fellow That will not be deny'de your Highnesse presence He brings you Figges Cleo. Let him come in Exit Guardsman What poore an Instrument May do a Noble deede he brings me liberty My Resolution 's plac'd and I haue nothing Of woman in me Now from head to foote I am Marble constant now the fleeting Moone No Planet is of mine Enter Guardsman and Clowne Guards This is the man Cleo. Auoid and leaue him Exit Guardsman Hast thou the pretty worme of Nylus there That killes and paines not Clow. Truly I haue him but I would not be the partie that should desire you to touch him for his byting is immortall those that doe dye of it doe seldome or neuer recouer Cleo. Remember'st thou any that haue dyed on 't Clow. Very many men and women too I heard of one of them no longer then yesterday a very honest woman but something giuen to lye as a woman should not do but in the way of honesty how she dyed of the byting of it what paine she felt Truely she makes a verie good report o' th' worme but he that wil beleeue all that they say shall neuer be saued by halfe that they do but this is most falliable the Worme's an odde Worme Cleo. Get thee hence farewell Clow. I wish you all ioy of the Worme Cleo. Farewell Clow. You must thinke this looke you that the Worme will do his kinde Cleo. I I farewell Clow. Looke you the Worme is not to bee trusted but in the keeping of wise people for indeede there is no goodnesse in the Worme Cleo. Take thou no care it shall be heeded Clow. Very good giue it nothing I pray you for it is not worth the feeding Cleo. Will it eate me Clow. You must not think I am so simple but I know the diuell himselfe will not eate a woman I know that a woman is a dish for the Gods if the diuell dresse her not But truly these same whorson diuels doe the Gods great harme in their women for in euery tenne that they make the diuels marre fiue Cleo. Well get thee gone farewell Clow. Yes forsooth I wish you ioy o' th' worm Exit Cleo. Giue me my Robe put on my Crowne I haue Immortall longings in me Now no more The iuyce of Egypts Grape shall moyst this lip Yare yare good Iras quicke Me thinkes I heare Anthony call I see him rowse himselfe To praise my Noble Act. I heare him mock The lucke of Caesar which the Gods giue