was meet And did request me to importune you To let him spend his time no more at home Which would be great impeachment to his age In hauing knowne no trauaile in his youth Ant. Nor need'st thou much importune me to that Whereon this month I haue bin hamering I haue consider'd well his losse of time And how he cannot be a perfect man Not being tryed and tutord in the world Experience is by industry atchieu'd And perfected by the swift course of time Then tell me whether were I best to send him Pan. I thinke your Lordship is not ignorant How his companion youthfull Valentine Attends the Emperour in his royall Court Ant. I know it well Pan. 'T were good I thinke your Lordship sent him thither There shall he practise Tilts and Turnaments Heare sweet discourse conuerse with Noble-men And be in eye of euery Exercise Worthy his youth and noblenesse of birth Ant. I like thy counsaile well hast thou aduis'd And that thou maist perceiue how well I like it The execution of it shall make knowne Euen with the speediest expedition I will dispatch him to the Emperors Court Pan. To morrow may it please you Don Alphonso With other Gentlemen of good esteeme Are iournying to salute the Emperor And to commend their seruice to his will Ant. Good company with them shall Protheus go And in good time now will we breake with him Pro. Sweet Loue sweet lines sweet life Here is her hand the agent of her heart Here is her oath for loue her honors paune O that our Fathers would applaud our loues To seale our happinesse with their consents Pro. Oh heauenly Iulia. Ant. How now What Letter are you reading there Pro. May 't please your Lordship 't is a word or two Of commendations sent from Valentine Deliuer'd by a friend that came from him Ant. Lend me the Letter Let me see what newes Pro. There is no newes my Lord but that he writes How happily he liues how well-belou'd And daily graced by the Emperor Wishing me with him partner of his fortune Ant. And how stand you affected to his wish Pro. As one relying on your Lordships will And not depending on his friendly wish Ant. My will is something sorted with his wish Muse not that I thus sodainly proceed For what I will I will and there an end I am resolu'd that thou shalt spend some time With Valentinus in the Emperors Court What maintenance he from his friends receiues Like exhibition thou shalt haue from me To morrow be in readinesse to goe Excuse it not for I am peremptory Pro. My Lord I cannot be so soone prouided Please you deliberate a day or two Ant. Look what thou want'st shal be sent after thee No more of stay to morrow thou must goe Come on Panthino you shall be imployd To hasten on his Expedition Pro. Thus haue I shund the fire for feare of burning And drench'd me in the sea where I am drown'd I fear'd to shew my Father Iulias Letter Least he should take exceptions to my loue And with the vantage of mine owne excuse Hath he excepted most against my loue Oh how this spring of loue resembleth The vncertaine glory of an Aprill day Which now shewes all the beauty of the Sun And by and by a clowd takes all away Pan. Sir Protheus your Fathers call's for you He is in hast therefore I pray you go Pro. Why this it is my heart accords thereto And yet a thousand times it answer's no. Exeunt Finis Actus secundus Scoena Prima Enter Valentine Speed Siluia Speed Sir your Gloue Valen. Not mine my Gloues are on Sp. Why then this may be yours for this is but one Val Ha Let me see I giue it me it 's mine Sweet Ornament that deckes a thing diuine Ah Siluia Siluia Speed Madam Siluia Madam Siluia Val. How now Sirha Speed Shee is not within hearing Sir Val. Why sir who had you call her Speed Your worship sâ— or else I mistooke Val. Well you 'll still be too forward Speed And yet I was last chidden for being too slow Val. Goe to sir tell me do you know Madam Siluia Speed Shee that your worship loues Val. Why how know you that I am in loue Speed Marry by these speciall markes first you haue learn'd like Sir Protheus to wreath your Armes like a Male-content to rellish a Loue-song like a Robin-red-breast to walke alone like one that had the pestilence to sigh like a Schoole-boy that had lost his A. B. C. to weep like a yong wench that had buried her Grandam to fast like one that takes diet to watch like one that feares robbing to speake puling like a beggar at Hallow-Masse You were wont when you laughed to crow like a cocke when you walk'd to walke like one of the Lions when you fasted it was presently after dinner when you look'd sadly it was for want of money And now you are Metamorphis'd with a Mistris that when I looke on you I can hardly thinke you my Master Val. Are all these things perceiu'd in me Speed They are all perceiu'd without ye Val. Without me they cannot Speed Without you nay that 's certaine for without you were so simple none else would but you are so without these follies that these follies are within you and shine through you like the water in an Vrinall that not an eye that sees you but is a Physician to comment on your Malady Val. But tell me do'st thou know my Lady Siluia Speed Shee that you gaze on so as she sits at supper Val. Hast thou obseru'd that euen she I meane Speed Why sir I know her not Val. Do'st thou know her by my gazing on her and yet know'st her not Speed Is she not hard-fauour'd sir Val. Not so faire boy as well fauour'd Speed Sir I know that well enough Val What dost thou know Speed That shee is not so faire as of you well-fauourd Val. I meane that her beauty is exquisite But her fauour infinite Speed That 's because the one is painted and the other out of all count Val. How painted and how out of count Speed Marry sir so painted to make her faire that no man counts of her beauty Val. How esteem'st thou me I account of her beauty Speed You neuer saw her since she was deform'd Val How long hath she beene deform'd Speed Euer since you lou'd her Val. I haue lou'd her euer since I saw her And still I see her beautifull Speed If you loue her you cannot see her Val Why Speed Because Loue is blinde O that you had mine eyes or your owne eyes had the lights they were wont to haue when you chidde at Sir Protheus for going vngarter'd Val. What should I see then Speed Your owne present folly and her passing deformitie for hee beeing in loue could not see to garter his hose and you beeing in loue cannot see to put on your hose Val. Belike boy then you are in loue for
your Tents Const Who hath measur'd the ground Mess The Lord Grandpree Const A valiant and most expert Gentleman Would it were day Alas poore Harry of England hee longs not for the Dawning as wee doe Orleance What a wretched and peeuish fellow is this King of England to mope with his fat-brain'd followers so farre out of his knowledge Const If the English had any apprehension they would runne away Orleance That they lack for if their heads had any intellectuall Armour they could neuer weare such heauie Head-pieces Ramb. That Iland of England breedes very valiant Creatures their Mastiffes are of vnmatchable courage Orleance Foolish Curres that runne winking into the mouth of a Russian Beare and haue their heads crusht like rotten Apples you may as well say that 's a valiant Flea that dare eate his breakefast on the Lippe of a Lyon Const Iust iust and the men doe sympathize with the Mastiffes in robustious and rough comming on leauing their Wits with their Wiues and then giue them great Meales of Beefe and Iron and Steele they will eate like Wolues and fight like Deuils Orleance I but these English are shrowdly out of Beefe Const. Then shall we finde to morrow they haue only stomackes to eate and none to fight Now is it time to arme come shall we about it Orleance It is now two a Clock but let me see by ten Wee shall haue each a hundred English men Exeunt Actus Tertius Chorus Now entertaine coniecture of a time When creeping Murmure and the poring Darke Fills the wide Vessell of the Vniuerse From Camp to Camp through the foule Womb of Night The Humme of eyther Army stilly sounds That the fixt Centinels almost receiue The secret Whispers of each others Watch. Fire answers fire and through their paly flames Each Battaile sees the others vmber'd face Steed threatens Steed in high and boastfull Neighs Piercing the Nights dull Eare and from the Tents The Armourers accomplishing the Knights With busie Hammers closing Riuets vp Giue dreadfull note of preparation The Countrey Cocks doe crow the Clocks doe towle And the third howre of drowsie Morning nam'd Prowd of their Numbers and secure in Soule The confident and ouer-lustie French Doe the low-rated English play at Dice And chide the creeple-tardy-gated Night Who like a foule and ougly Witch doth limpe So tediously away The poore condemned English Like Sacrifices by their watchfull Fires Sit patiently and inly ruminate The Mornings danger and their gesture sad Inuesting lanke-leane Cheekes and Warre-worne Coats Presented them vnto the gazing Moone So many horride Ghosts O now who will behold The Royall Captaine of this ruin'd Band Walking from Watch to Watch from Tent to Tent Let him cry Prayse and Glory on his head For forth he goes and visits all his Hoast Bids them good morrow with a modest Smyle And calls them Brothers Friends and Countreymen Vpon his Royall Face there is no note How dread an Army hath enrounded him Nor doth he dedicate one iot of Colour Vnto the wearie and all-watched Night But freshly lookes and ouer-beares Attaint With chearefull semblance and sweet Maiestie That euery Wretch pining and pale before Beholding him plucks comfort from his Lookes A Largesse vniuersall like the Sunne His liberall Eye doth giue to euery one Thawing cold feare that meane and gentle all Behold as may vnworthinesse define A little touch of Harry in the Night And so our Scene must to the Battaile flye Where O for pitty we shall much disgrace With foure or fiue most vile and ragged foyles Right ill dispos'd in brawle ridiculous The Name of Agincourt Yet sit and see Minding true things by what their Mock'ries bee Exit Enter the King Bedford and Gloucester King Gloster 't is true that we are in great danger The greater therefore should our Courage be God morrow Brother Bedford God Almightie There is some soule of goodnesse in things euill Would men obseruingly distill it out For our bad Neighbour makes vs early stirrers Which is both healthfull and good husbandry Besides they are our outward Consciences And Preachers to vs all admonishing That we should dresse vs fairely for our end Thus may we gather Honey from the Weed And make a Morall of the Diuell himselfe Enter Erpingham Good morrow old Sir Thomas Erpingham A good soft Pillow for that good white Head Were better then a churlish turfe of France Erping Not so my Liege this Lodging likes me better Since I may say now lye I like a King King 'T is good for men to loue their present paines Vpon example so the Spirit is eased And when the Mind is quickned out of doubt The Organs though defunct and dead before Breake vp their drowsie Graue and newly moue With casted slough and fresh legeritie Lend me thy Cloake Sir Thomas Brothers both Commend me to the Princes in our Campe Doe my good morrow to them and anon Desire them all to my Pauillion Gloster We shall my Liege Erping Shall I attend your Grace King No my good Knight Goe with my Brothers to my Lords of England I and my Bosome must debate a while And then I would no other company Erping The Lord in Heauen blesse thee Noble Harry Exeunt King God a mercy old Heart thou speak'st chearefully Enter Pistoll Pist Che vous la King A friend Pist Discusse vnto me art thou Officer or art thou base common and popular King I am a Gentleman of a Company Pist Trayl'st thou the puissant Pyke King Euen so what are you Pist As good a Gentleman as the Emperor King Then you are a better then the King Pist The King 's a Bawcock and a Heart of Gold a Lad of Life an Impe of Fame of Parents good of Fist most valiant I kisse his durtie shooe and from heart-string I loue the louely Bully What is thy Name King Harry le Roy. Pist Le Roy a Cornish Name art thou of Cornish Crew King No I am a Welchman Pist Know'st thou Fluellen King Yes Pist Tell him I le knock his Leeke about his Pate vpon S. Dauies day King Doe not you weare your Dagger in your Cappe that day least he knock that about yours Pist Art thou his friend King And his Kinsman too Pist The Figo for thee then King I thanke you God be with you Pist My name is Pistol call'd Exit King It sorts well with your fiercenesse Manet King Enter Fluellen and Gower Gower Captaine Fluellen Flu. ' So in the Name of Iesu Christ speake fewer it is the greatest admiration in the vniuersall World when the true and aunchient Prerogatifes and Lawes of the Warres is not kept if you would take the paines but to examine the Warres of Pompey the Great you shall finde I warrant you that there is no tiddle tadle nor pibble bable in Pompeyes Campe I warrant you you shall finde the Ceremonies of the Warres and the Cares of it and the Formes of it and the Sobrietie of it and the Modestie of it to
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
brother die More then our Brother is our Chastitie I le tell him yet of Angelo's request And fit his minde to death for his soules rest Exit Actus Tertius Scena Prima Enter Duke Claudio and Prouost Du. So then you hope of pardon from Lord Angelo Cla. The miserable haue no other medicine But onely hope I' haue hope to liue and am prepar'd to die Duke Be absolute for death either death or life Shall thereby be the sweeter Reason thus with life If I do loose thee I do loose a thing That none but fooles would keepe a breath thou art Seruile to all the skyie-influences That dost this habitation where thou keepst Hourely afflict Meerely thou art deaths foole For him thou labourst by thy flight to shun And yet runst toward him still Thou art not noble For all th' accommodations that thou bearst Are nurst by basenesse Thou' rt by no meanes valiant For thou dost feare the soft and tender forke Of a poore worme thy best of rest is sleepe And that thou oft prouoakst yet grosselie fearst Thy death which is no more Thou art not thy selfe For thou exists on manie a thousand graines That issue out of dust Happie thou art not For what thou hast not still thou striu'st to get And what thou hast forgetst Thou art not certaine For thy complexion shifts to strange effects After the Moone If thou art rich thou' rt poore For like an Asse whose backe with Ingots bowes Thou bearst thy heauie riches but a iournie And death vnloads thee Friend hast thou none For thine owne bowels which do call thee fire The meere effusion of thy proper loines Do curse the Gowt Sapego and the Rheume For ending thee no sooner Thou hast nor youth nor age But as it were an after-dinners sleepe Dreaming on both for all thy blessed youth Becomes as aged and doth begge the almes Of palsied-Eld and when thou art old and rich Thou hast neither heate affection limbe nor beautie To make thy riches pleasant what 's yet in this That beares the name of life Yet in this life Lie hid moe thousand deaths yet death we feare That makes these oddes all euen Cla. I humblie thanke you To sue to liue I finde I seeke to die And seeking death finde life Let it come on Enter Isabella Isab What hoa Peace heere Grace and good companie Pro. Who 's there Come in the wish deserues a welcome Duke Deere sir ere long I le visit you againe Cla. Most bolie Sir I thanke you Isa My businesse is a word or two with Claudio Pro. And verie welcom looke Signior here 's your sister Duke Prouost a word with you Pro. As manie as you please Duke Bring them to heare me speak where I may be conceal'd Cla. Now sister what 's the comfort Isa Why As all comforts are most good most good indeede Lord Angelo hauing affaires to heauen Intends you for his swift Ambassador Where you shall be an euerlasting Leiger Therefore your best appointment make with speed To Morrow you set on Clau. Is there no remedie Isa None but such remedie as to saue a head To cleaue a heart in twaine Clau. But is there anie Isa Yes brother you may liue There is a diuellish mercie in the Iudge If you 'l implore it that will free your life But fetter you till death Cla. Perpetuall durance Isa I iust perpetuall durance a restraint Through all the worlds vastiditie you had To a determin'd scope Clau. But in what nature Isa In such a one as you consenting too 't Would barke your honor from that trunke you beare And leaue you naked Clau. Let me know the point Isa Oh I do feare thee Claudio and I quake Least thou a feauorous life shouldst entertaine And six or seuen winters more respect Then a perpetuall Honor. Dar'st thou die The sence of death is most in apprehension And the poore Beetle that we treade vpon In corporall sufferance finds a pang as great As when a Giant dies Cla. Why giue you me this shame Thinke you I can a resolution fetch From flowrie tendernesse If I must die I will encounter darknesse as a bride And hugge it in mine armes Isa There spake my brother there my fathers graue Did vtter forth a voice Yes thou must die Thou art too noble to conserue a life In base appliances This outward sainted Deputie Whose setled visagn and deliberate word Nips youth i' th head and follies doth â—new As Falcon doth the Fowle is yet a diuell His filth within being cast he would appeare A pond as deepe as hell Cla. The prenzie Angelo Isa Oh 't is the cunning Liuerie of hell The damnest bodie to inuest and couer In prenzie gardes dost thou thinke Claudio If I would yeeld him my virginitie Thou might'st be freed Cla. Oh heauens it cannot be Isa Yes he would giu 't thee from this rank offence So to offend him still This night 's the time That I should do what I abhorre to name Or else thou diest to morrow Clau. Thou shalt not do 't Isa O were it but my life I 'de throw it downe for your deliuerance As frankely as a pin Clau. Thankes deere Isabell Isa Be readie Claudio for your death to morrow Clau. Yes Has he affections in him That thus can make him bite the Law by th' nose When he would force it Sure it is no sinne Or of the deadly seuen it is the least Isa Which is the least Cla. If it were damnable he being so wise Why would he for the momentarie tricke Be perdurablie fin'de Oh Isabell Isa What saies my brother Cla. Death is a fearefull thing Isa And shamed life a hatefull Cla. I but to die and go we know not where To lie in cold obstruction and to rot This sensible warme motion to become A kneaded clod And the delighted spirit To bath in fierie floods or to recide In thrilling Region of thicke-ribbed Ice To be imprison'd in the viewlesse windes And blowne with restlesse violence round about The pendant world or to be worse then worst Of those that lawlesse and incertaine thought Imagine howling 't is too horrible The weariest and most loathed worldly life That Age Ache periury and imprisonment Can lay on nature is a Paradise To what we feare of death Isa Alas alas Cla. Sweet Sister let me liue What sinne you do to saue a brothers life Nature dispenses with the deede so farre That it becomes a vertue Isa Oh you beast Oh faithlesse Coward oh dishonest wretch Wilt thou be made a man out of my vice Is' t not a kinde of Incest to take life From thine owne sisters shame What should I thinke Heauen shield my Mother plaid my Father faire For such a warped slip of wildernesse Nere issu'd from his blood Take my defiance Die perish Might but my bending downe Repreeue thee from thy fate it should proceede I le pray a thousand praiers for thy death No word to saue thee Cla. Nay heare
you take him by the arme Oli. Be of good cheere youth you a man You lacke a mans heart Ros I doe so I confesse it Ah sirra a body would thinke this was well counterfeited I pray you tell your brother how well I counterfeited heigh-ho Oli. This was not counterfeit there is too great testimony in your complexion that it was a passion of earnest Ros Counterfeit I assure you Oli. Well then take a good heart and counterfeit to be a man Ros So I doe but yfaith I should haue beene a woman by right Cel. Come you looke paler and paler pray you draw homewards good sir goe with vs. Oli. That will I for I must beare answere backe How you excuse my brother Rosalind Ros I shall deuise something but I pray you commend my counterfeiting to him will you goe Exeunt Actus Quintus Scena Prima Enter Clowne and Awdrie Clow. We shall finde a time Awdrie patience gentle Awdrie Awd Faith the Priest was good enough for all the olde gentlemans saying Clow. A most wicked Sir Oliuer Awdrie a most vile Mar-text But Awdrie there is a youth heere in the Forrest layes claime to you Awd I I know who 't is he hath no interest in mee in the world here comes the man you meane Enter William Clo. It is meat and drinke to me to see a Clowne by my troth we that haue good wits haue much to answer for we shall be flouting we cannot hold Will. Good eu'n Audrey Aud. God ye good eu'n William Will. And good eu'n to you Sir Clo. Good eu'n gentle friend Couer thy head couer thy head Nay prethee bee eouer'd How olde are you Friend Will. Fiue and twentie Sir Clo. A ripe age Is thy name William Will. William sir Clo. A faire name Was 't borne i' th Forrest heere Will. I sir I thanke God Clo. Thanke God A good answer Art rich Will. 'Faith sir so so Cle. So so is good very good very excellent good and yet it is not it is but so so Art thou wise Will. I sir I haue a prettie wit Clo. Why thou saist well I do now remember a saying The Foole doth thinke he is wise but the wiseman knowes himselfe to be a Foole. The Heathen Philosopher when he had a desire to eate a Grape would open his lips when he put it into his mouth meaning thereby that Grapes were made to eate and lippes to open You do loue this maid Will. I do sit Clo. Giue me your hand Art thou Learned Will. No sir Clo. Then learne this of me To haue is to haue For it is a figure in Rhetoricke that drink being powr'd out of a cup into a glasse by filling the one doth empty the other For all your Writers do consent that ipse is hee now you are not ipse for I am he Will. Which he sir Clo. He sir that must marrie this woman Therefore you Clowne abandon which is in the vulgar leaue the societie which in the boorish is companie of this female which in the common is woman which together is abandon the society of this Female or Clowne thou perishest or to thy better vnderstanding dyest or to wit I kill thee make thee away translate thy life into death thy libertie into bondage I will deale in poyson with thee or in bastinado or in steele I will bandy with thee in faction I will ore-run thee with police I will kill thee a hundred and fifty wayes therefore tremble and depart Aud. Do good William Will. God rest you merry sir Exit Enter Corin. Cor. Our Master and Mistresse seekes you come away away Clo. Trip Audry trip Audry I attend I attend Exeunt Scoena Secunda Enter Orlando Oliuer Orl. Is' t possible that on so little acquaintance you should like her that but seeing you should loue her And louing woo and wooing she should graunt And will you perseuer to enioy her Ol. Neither call the giddinesse of it in question the pouertie of her the small acquaintance my sodaine woing nor sodaine consenting but say with mee I loue Aliena say with her that she loues mee consent with both that we may enioy each other it shall be to your good for my fathers house and all the reuennew that was old Sir Rowlands will I estate vpon you and heere liue and die a Shepherd Enter Rosalind Orl. You haue my consent Let your Wedding be to morrow thither will I Inuite the Duke and all 's contented followers Go you and prepare Aliena for looke you Heere comes my Rosalinde Ros God saue you brother Ol. And you faire sister Ros Oh my deere Orlando how it greeues me to see thee weare thy heart in a scarfe Orl. It is my arme Ros I thought thy heart had beene wounded with the clawes of a Lion Orl. Wounded it is but with the eyes of a Lady Ros Did your brother tell you how I counterfeyted to sound when he shew'd me your handkercher Orl. I and greater wonders then that Ros O I know where you are nay t is true there was neuer any thing so sodaine but the fight of two Rammes and Cesars Thrasonicall bragge of I came saw and ouercome For your brother and my sister no sooner met but they look'd no sooner look'd but they lou'd no sooner lou'd but they sigh'd no sooner sigh'd but they ask'd one another the reason no sooner knew the reason but they sought the remedie and in these degrees haue they made a paire of staires to marriage which they will climbe incontinent or else bee incontinent before marriage they are in the verie wrath of loue and they will together Clubbes cannot part them Orl. They shall be married to morrow and I will bid the Duke to the Nuptiall But O how bitter a thing it is to looke into happines through another mans eies by so much the more shall I to morrow be at the height of heart heauinesse by how much I shal thinke my brother happie in hauing what he wishes for Ros Why then to morrow I cannot serue your turne for Rosalind Orl. I can liue no longer by thinking Ros I will wearie you then no longer with idle talking Know of me then for now I speake to some purpose that I know you are a Gentleman of good conceit I speake not this that you should beare a good opinion of my knowledge insomuch I say I know you arc neither do I labor for a greater esteeme then may in some little measure draw a beleefe from you to do your selfe good and not to grace me Beleeue then if you please that I can do strange things I haue since I was three yeare old conuerst with a Magitian most profound in his Art and yet not damnable If you do loue Rosalinde so neere the hart as your gesture cries it out when your brother marries Aliena shall you marrie her I know into what straights of Fortune she is driuen and it is not impossible to me if it
G. Is it not meant damnable in vs to be Trumpeters of our vnlawfull intents We shall not then haue his company to night Cap. E. Not till after midnight for hee is dieted to his houre Cap. G. That approaches apace I would gladly haue him see his company anathomiz'd that hee might take a measure of his owne iudgements wherein so curiously he had set this counterfeit Cap. E. We will not meddle with him till he come for his presence must be the whip of the other Cap. G. In the meane time what heare you of these Warres Cap. E. I heare there is an ouerture of peace Cap. G. Nay I assure you a peace concluded Cap. E. What will Count Rossillion do then Will he trauaile higher or returne againe into France Cap. G. I perceiue by this demand you are not altogether of his councell Cap. E. Let it be forbid sir so should I bee a great deale of his act Cap. G. Sir his wife some two months since fledde from his house her pretence is a pilgrimage to Saint Iaques le grand which holy vndertaking with most austere sanctimonie she accomplisht and there residing the tendernesse of her Nature became as a prey to her greefe in fine made a groane of her last breath now she sings in heauen Cap. E. How is this iustified Cap. G. The stronger part of it by her owne Letters which makes her storie true euen to the poynt of her death her death it selfe which could not be her office to say is come was faithfully confirm'd by the Rector of the place Cap. E. Hath the Count all this intelligence Cap. G. I and the particular confirmations point from point to the full arming of the veritie Cap. E. I am heartily sorrie that hee 'l bee gladde of this Cap. G. How mightily sometimes we make vs comforts of our losses Cap. E. And how mightily some other times wee drowne our gaine in teares the great dignitie that his valour hath here acquir'd for him shall at home be encountred with a shame as ample Cap. G. The webbe of our life is of a mingled yarne good and ill together our vertues would bee proud if our faults whipt them not and our crimes would dispaire if they were not cherish'd by our vertues Enter a Messenger How now Where 's your master Ser. He met the Duke in the street sir of whom hee hath taken a solemne leaue his Lordshippe will next morning for France The Duke hath offered him Letters of commendations to the King Cap. E. They shall bee no more then needfull there if they were more then they can commend Enter Count Rossillion Ber. They cannot be too sweete for the Kings tartnesse heere 's his Lordship now How now my Lord i' st not after midnight Ber. I haue to night dispatch'd sixteene businesses a moneths length a peece by an abstract of successe I haue congied with the Duke done my adieu with his neerest buried a wife mourn'd for her writ to my Ladie mother I am returning entertain'd my Conuoy betweene these maine parcels of dispatch affected many nicer needs the last was the greatest but that I haue not ended yet Cap. E. If the businesse bee of any difficulty and this morning your departure hence it requires hast of your Lordship Ber. I meane the businesse is not ended as fearing to heare of it hereafter but shall we haue this dialogue betweene the Foole and the Soldiour Come bring forth this counterfet module haâ—s deceiu'd mee like a double-meaning Prophesier Cap. E. Bring him forth ha's sate i' th stockes all night poore gallant knaue Ber. No matter his heeles haue deseru'd it in vsurping his spurres so long How does he carry himselfe Cap. E. I haue told your Lordship alreadie The stockes carrie him But to answer you as you would be vnderstood hee weepes like a wench that had shed her milke he hath confest himselfe to Morgan whom hee supposes to be a Friar froÌ„ the time of his remembrance to this very instant disaster of his setting i' th stockes and what thinke you he hath confest Ber. Nothing of me ha's a Cap. E. His confession is taken and it shall bee read to his face if your Lordshippe be in 't as I beleeue you are you must haue the patience to heare it Enter Parolles with his Interpreter Ber. A plague vpon him muffeld he can say nothing of me hush hush Cap. G. Hoodman comes Portotartarossa Inter. He calles for the tortures what will you say without em Par. I will confesse what I know without constraint If ye pinch me like a Pasty I can say no more Int. Bosko Chimurcho Cap. Boblibindo chicurmurco Int. You are a mercifull Generall Our Generall bids you answer to what I shall aske you out of a Note Par. And truly as I hope to liue Int. First demand of him how many horse the Duke is strong What say you to that Par. Fiue or sixe thousand but very weake and vnseruiceable the troopes are all scattered and the Commanders verie poore rogues vpon my reputation and credit and as I hope to liue Int. Shall I set downe your answer so Par. Do I le take the Sacrament on 't how which way you will all 's one to him Ber. What a past-sauing slaue is this Cap. G. Y' are deceiu'd my Lord this is Mounsieur Parrolles the gallant militarist that was his owne phrase that had the whole theoricke of warre in the knot of his scarfe and the practise in the chape of his dagger Cap. E. I will neuer trust a man againe for keeping his sword cleane nor beleeue he can haue euerie thing in him by wearing his apparrell neatly Int. Well that 's set downe Par. Fiue or six thousand horse I sed I will say true or thereabouts set downe for I le speake truth Cap. G. He 's very neere the truth in this Ber. But I con him no thankes for 't in the nature he deliuers it Par. Poore rogues I pray you say Int. Well that 's set downe Par. I humbly thanke you sir a truth 's a truth the Rogues are maruailous poore Interp. Demaund of him of what strength they are a foot What say you to that Par. By my troth sir if I were to liue this present houre I will tell true Let me see Spurio a hundred fiftie Sebastian so many Corambus so many Iaques so many Guiltian Cosmo Lodowicke and Gratij two hundred fiftie each Mine owne Company Chitopher Vaumond Bentij two hundred fiftie each so that the muster file rotten and sound vppon my life amounts not to fifteene thousand pole halfe of the which dare not shake the snow from off their Cassockes least they shake themselues to peeces Ber. What shall be done to him Cap. G. Nothing but let him haue thankes Demand of him my condition and what credite I haue with the Duke Int. Well that 's set downe you shall demaund of him whether one Captaine Dumaine bee i' th Campe a
they cry though you forbid That they will guard you where you will or no From such fell Serpents as false Suffolke is With whose inuenomed and fatall sting Your louing Vnckle twentie times his worth They say is shamefully bereft of life Commons within An answer from the King my Lord of Salisbury Suff. 'T is like the Commons rude vnpolisht Hindes Could send such Message to their Soueraigne But you my Lord were glad to be imploy'd To shew how queint an Orator you are But all the Honor Salisbury hath wonne Is that he was the Lord Embassador Sent from a sort of Tinkers to the King Within An answer from the King or wee will all breake in King Goe Salisbury and tell them all from me I thanke them for their tender louing care And had I not beene cited so by them Yet did I purpose as they doe entreat For sure my thoughts doe hourely prophecie Mischance vnto my State by Suffolkes meanes And therefore by his Maiestie I sweare Whose farre-vnworthie Deputie I am He shall not breathe infection in this ayre But three dayes longer on the paine of death Qu. Oh Henry let me pleade for gentle Suffolke King Vngentle Queene to call him gentle Suffolke No more I sayâ— if thou do'st pleade for him Thou wilt but adde encrease vnto my Wrath. Had I but sayd I would haue kept my Word But when I sweare it is irreuocable If after three dayes space thou here bee'st found On any ground that I am Ruler of The World shall not be Ransome for thy Life Come Warwicke come good Warwicke goe with mee I haue great matters to impart to thee Exit Qu. Mischance and Sorrow goe along with you Hearts Discontent and sowre Affliction Be play-fellowes to keepe you companie There 's two of you the Deuill make a third And three-fold Vengeance tend vpon your steps Suff. Cease gentle Queene these Execrations And let thy Suffolke take his heauie leaue Queen Fye Coward woman and soft harâ—ed wretch Hast thou not spirit to curse thine enemy Suf. A plague vpon them wherefore should I cursse them Would curses kill as doth the Mandrakes grone I would inuent as bitter searching termes As curst as harsh and horrible to heare Deliuer'd strongly through my fixed teeth With full as many fignes of deadly hate As leane-fac'd enuy in her loathsome caue My tongue should stumble in mine earnest words Mine eyes should sparkle like the beaten Flint Mine haire be fixt an end as one distract I euery ioynt should seeme to curse and ban And euen now my burthen'd heart would breake Should I not curse them Poyson be their drinke Gall worse then Gall the daintiest that they taste Their sweetest shade a groue of Cypresse Trees Their cheefest Prospect murd'ring Basiliskes Their softest Touch as smart as Lyzards stings Their Musicke frightfull as the Serpents hisse And boading Screech-Owles make the Consort full All the foule terrors in darke seated hell Q. Enough sweet Suffolke thou torment'st thy selfe And these dread curses like the Sunne ' gainst glasse Or like an ouer-charged Gun recoile And turnes the force of them vpon thy selfe Suf. You bad me ban and will you bid me leaue Now by the ground that I am banish'd from Well could I curse away a Winters night Though standing naked on a Mountaine top Where byting cold would neuer let grasse grow And thinke it but a minute spent in sport Qu. Oh let me intreat thee cease giue me thy hand That I may dew it with my mournfull teaâ—es Nor let the raine of heauen wet this place To wash away my wofull Monuments Oh could this kisse be printed in thy hand That thou might'st thinke vpon these by the Seale Through whom a thousand sighes are breath'd for thee So get thee gone that I may know my greefe 'T is but surmiz'd whiles thou art standing by As one that surfets thinking on a want I will repeale thee or be well assur'd Aduenture to be banished my selfe And banished I am if but from thee Go speake not to me euen now be gone Oh go not yet Euen thus two Friends condemn'd Embrace and kisse and take ten thousand leaues Loather a hundred times to part then dye Yet now farewell and farewell Life with thee Suf. Thus is poore Suffolke ten times banished Once by the King and three times thrice by thee 'T is not the Land I care for wer 't thou thence A Wildernesse is populous enough So Suffolke had thy heauenly company For where thou art there is the World it selfe With euery seuerall pleasure in the World And where thou art not Desolation I can no more Liue thou to ioy thy life My selfe no ioy in nought but that thou liu'st Enter Vaux Queene Whether goes Vaux so fast What newes I prethee Vaux To signifie vnto his Maiesty That Cardinall Beauford is at point of death For sodainly a greeuous sicknesse tooke him That makes him gaspe and stare and catch the aire Blaspheming God and cursing men on earth Sometime he talkes as if Duke Humfries Ghost Were by his side Sometime he calles the King And whispers to his pillow as to him The secrets of his ouer-charged soule And I am sent to tell his Maiestie That euen now he cries alowd for him Qu. Go tell this heauy Message to the King Exit Aye me What is this World What newes are these But wherefore greeue I at an houres poore losse Omitting Suffolkes exile my soules Treasure Why onely Suffolke mourne I not for thee And with the Southerne clouds contend in teares Theirs for the earths encrease mine for my sorrowes Now get thee hence the King thou know'st is comming If thou be found by me thou art but dead Suf. If I depart from thee I cannot liue And in thy sight to dye what were it else But like a pleasant slumber in thy lap Heere could I breath my soule into the ayre As milde and gentle as the Cradle-babe Dying with mothers dugge betweene it's lips Where from thy sight I should be raging mad And cry out for thee to close vp mine eyes To haue thee with thy lippes to stop my mouth So should'st thou eyther turne my flying soule Or I should breathe it so into thy body And then it liu'd in sweete Elizium To dye by thee were but to dye in iest From thee to dye were torture more then death Oh let me stay befall what may befall Queen Away Though parting be a fretfull corosiue Ir is applyed to a deathfull wound To France sweet Suffolke Let me heare from thee For wheresoere thou art in this worlds Globe I le haue an Iris that shall finde thee out Suf. I go Qu. And take my heart with thee Suf. A Iewell lockt into the wofulst Caske That euer did containe a thing of worth Euen as a splitted Barke so sunder we This way fall I to death Qu. This way for me Exeunt Enter the King Salisbury and Warwicke to the Cardinal in bed King How fare's my Lord Speake
newes Sir Thomas Louell Enter Sir Thomas Louell Louell Faith my Lord I heare of none but the new Proclamation That 's clapt vpon the Court Gate L. Cham. What is' t for Lou. The reformation of our trauel'd Gallants That fill the Court with quarrels talke and Taylors L. Cham. I 'm glad 't is there Now I would pray our Monsieurs To thinke an English Courtier may be wise And neuer see the Lonure Lou They must either For so run the Conditions leaue those remnants Of Foole and Feather that they got in France With all their honourable points of ignorance Pertaining thereunto as Fights and Fire-workes Abusing better men then they can be Out of a forreigne wisedome renouncing cleane The faith they haue in Tennis and tall Stockings Short blistred Breeches and those types of Trauell And vnderstand againe like honest men Or pack to their old Playfellowes there I take it They may Cum Praulegio wee away The lag end of their lewdnesse and be laugh'd at L. San. T is time to giue 'em Physicke their diseases Are growne so catching L. Cham What a losse our Ladies Will haue of these trim vanities Louell I marry There will be woe indeed Lords the slye whorsons Haue got a speeding tricke to lay downe Ladies A French Song and a Fiddle ha's no Fellow L. San. The Diuell fiddle 'em I am glad they are going For sure there 's no conuerting of 'em now An honest Country Lord as I am beaten A long time out of play may bring his plaine song And haue an houre of hearing and by 't Lady Held currant Musicke too L. Cham. Well said Lord Sands Your Colts tooth is not cast yet L. San. No my Lord Nor shall not while I haue a stumpe L. Cham. Sir Thomas Whither were you a going Lou. To the Cardinals Your Lordship is a guest too L. Cham. O 't is true This night he makes a Supper and a great one To many Lords and Ladies there will be The Beauty of this Kingdome I le assure you Lou. That Churchman Beares a bounteous minde indeed A hand as fruitfull as the Land that feeds vs His dewes fall euery where L. Cham. No doubt hee 's Noble He had a blacke mouth that said other of him L. San. He may my Lord Ha's wherewithall in him Sparing would shew a worse sinne then ill Doctrine Men of his way should be most liberall They are set heere for examples L. Cham. True they are so But few now giue so great ones My Barge stayes Your Lordship shall along Come good Sir Thomas We shall be late else which I would not be For I was spoke to with Sir Henry Guilford This night to be Comptrollers L. San. I am your Lordships Exeunt Scena Quarta Hoboies A small Table vnder a State for the Cardinall a longer Table for the Guests Then Enter Anne Bullen and diuers other Ladies Gentlemen as Guests at one Doore at an other Doore enter Sir Henry Guilford S. Hen. Guilf. Ladyes A generall welcome from his Grace Salutes ye all This Night he dedicates To faire content and you None heere he hopes In all this Noble Beuy has brought with her One care abroad hee would haue all as merry As first good Company good wine good welcome Can make good people Enter L. Chamberlaine L. Sands and Louell O my Lord y' are tardy The very thought of this faire Company Clapt wings to me Cham. You are young Sir Harry Guilford San. Sir Thomas Louell had the Cardinall But halfe my Lay-thoughts in him some of these Should finde a running Banket ere they rested I thinke would better please 'em by my life They are a sweet society of faire ones Lou. O that your Lordship were but now Confessor To one or two of these San. I would I were They should finde easie pennance Lou. Faith how easie San. As easie as a downe bed would affoord it Cham. Sweet Ladies will it please you sit Sir Harry Place you that side I le take the charge of this His Grace is entring Nay you must not freeze Two women plac'd together makes cold weather My Lord Sands you are one will keepe 'em waking Pray sit betweene these Ladies 〈◊〉 San. By my faith And thanke your Lordship by your leaue sweet Ladies If I chance to talke a little wilde forgiue me I had it from my Father An. Bul. Was he mad Sir San. O very mad exceeding mad in loue too But he would bite none iust as I doe now He would Kisse you Twenty with a breath Cham. Well said my Lord So now y' are fairely seated Gntlemen The pennance lyes on you if these faire Ladies Passe away frowning San. For my little Cure Let me alone Hoboyes Enter Cardinall Wolsey and takes his State Card Y' are welcome my faire Guests that noble Lady Or Gentleman that is not freely merry Is not my Friend This to confirme my welcome And to you all good health San. Your Grace is Noble Let me haue such a Bowle may hold my thankes And saue me so much talking Card. My Lord Sands I am beholding to you cheere your neighbours Ladies you are not merry Gentlemen Whose fault is this San. The red wine first must rise In their faire cheekes my Lord then wee shall haue 'em Talke vs to silence An. B. You are a merry Gamster My Lord Sands San. Yes if I make my play Heer 's to your Ladiship and pledge it Madam For t is to such a thing An. B. You cannot shew me Drum and Trumpet Chambers dischargd San. I told your Grace they would talke anon Card. What 's that Cham. Looke out there some of ye Card. What warlike voyce And to what end is this Nay Ladies feare not By all the lawes of Warre y' are priuiledg'd Enter a Seruant Cham. How now what is' t Seru. A noble troupe of Strangers For so they seeme th' haue left their Barge and landed And hither make as great Embassadors From forraigne Princes Card. Good Lord Chamberlaine Go giue 'em welcome you can speake the French tongue And pray receiue 'em Nobly and conduct 'em Into our presence where this heauen of beauty Shall shine at full vpon them Some attend him All rise and Tables remou'd You haue now a broken Banket but wee 'l mend it A good digestion to you all and once more I showre a welcome on yee welcome all Hoboyes Enter King and others as Maskers habited like Shepheards vsher'd by the Lord Chamberlaine They passe directly before the Cardinall and gracefully salute him A noble Company what are their pleasures Cham. Because they speak no English thus they praid To tell your Grace That hauing heard by fame Of this so Noble and so faire assembly This night to meet heere they could doe no lesse Out of the great respect they beare to beauty But leaue their Flockes and vnder your faire Conduct Craue leaue to view these Ladies and entreat An houre of Reuels with ' em Card. Say Lord Chamberlaine They
spight of Nature Of Yeares of Country Credite euery thing To fall in Loue with what she fear'd to looke on It is a iudgement main'd and most imperfect That will confesse Perfection so could erre Against all rules of Nature and must be driuen To find out practises of cunning hell Why this should be I therefore vouch againe That with some Mixtures powrefull o're the blood Or with some Dram coniur'd to this effect He wtought vp on her To vouch this is no proofe Without more wider and more ouer Test Then these thin habits and poore likely-hoods Of moderne seeming do prefer against him Sen. But Othello speake Did you by indirect and forced courses Subdue and poyson this yong Maides affections Or came it by request and such faire question As soule to soule affordeth Othel. I do beseech you Send for the Lady to the Sagitary And let her speake of me before her Father If you do finde me foule in her report The Trust the Office I do hold of you Not onely take away but let your Sentence Euen fall vpon my life Duke Fetch Desdemona hither Othe Aunciant conduct them You best know the place And tell she come as truely as to heauen I do confesse the vices of my blood So iustly to your Graue eares I le present How I did thriue in this faire Ladies loue And she in mine Duke Say it Othello Othe Her Father lou'd me oft inuited me Still question'd me the Storie of my life From yeare to yeare the Battaile Sieges Fortune That I haue past I ran it through euen from my boyish daies To th' very moment that he bad me tell it Wherein I spoke of most disastrous chances Of mouing Accidents by Flood and Field Of haire-breadth scapes i' th' imminent deadly breach Of being taken by the Insolent Foe And sold to slauery Of my redemption thence And portance in my Trauellours historie Wherein of Antars vast and Desarts idle Rough Quarries Rocks Hills whose head touch heauen It was my hint to speake Such was my Processe And of the Canibals that each others eate The Antropophague and men whose heads Grew beneath their shoulders These things to heare Would Desdemona seriously incline But still the house Affaires would draw her hence Which euer as she could with haste dispatch She'l'd come againe and with a greedie eare Deuoure vp my discourse Which I obseruing Tooke once a pliant houre and found good meanes To draw from her a prayer of earnest heart That I would all my Pilgrimage dilate Whereof by parcels she had something heard But not instinctiuely I did consent And often did beguile her of her teares When I did speake of some distressefull stroke That my youth suffer'd My Storie being done She gaue me for my paines a world of kisses She swore in faith 't was strange 't was passing strange 'T was pittifull 't was wondrous pittifull She wish'd she had not heard it yet she wish'd That Heauen had made her such a man She thank'd me And bad me if I had a Friend that lou'd her I should but teach him how to tell my Story And that would wooe her Vpon this hint I spake She lou'd me for the dangers I had past And I lou'd her that she did pitty them This onely is the witch-craft I haue vs'd Here comes the Ladie Let her witnesse it Enter Desdemona Iago Attendants Duke I thinke this tale would win my Daughter too Good Brabantio take vp this mangled matter at the best Men do their broken Weapons rather vse Then their bare hands Bra. I pray you heare her speake If she confesse that she was halfe the wooer Destruction on my head if my bad blame Light on the man Come hither gentle Mistris Do you perceiue in all this Noble Companie Where most you owe obedience Des My Noble Father I do perceiue heere a diuided dutie To you I am bound for life and education My life and education both do learne me How to respect you You are the Lord of duty I am hitherto your Daughter But heere 's my Husband And so much dutie as my Mother shew'd To you preferring you before her Father So much I challenge that I may professe Due to the Moore my Lord. Bra. God be with you I haue done Please it your Grace on to the State Affaires I had rather to adopt a Child then get it Come hither Moore I here do giue thee that with all my heart Which but thou hast already with all my heart I would keepe from thee For your sake Iewell I am glad at soule I haue no other Child For thy escape would teach me Tirranie To hang clogges on them I haue done my Lord. Duke Let me speake like your selfe And lay a Sentence Which as a grise or step may helpe these Louers When remedies are past the griefes are ended By seeing the worst which late on hopes depended To mourne a Mischeefe that is past and gon Is the next way to draw new mischiefe on What cannot be presern'd when Fortune takes Patience her Iniury a mock'ry makes The rob'd that smiles steales something from the Thiefe He robs himselfe that spends a bootelesse griefe Bra. So let the Turke of Cyprus vs beguile We loose it not so long as we can smile He beares the Sentence well that nothing beares But the free comfort which from thence he heares But he beares both the Sentence and the sorrow That to pay griefe must of poore Patience borrow These Sentences to Sugar or to Gall Being strong on both sides are Equiuocall But words are words I neuer yet did heare That the bruized heart was pierc'd through the eareâ— I humbly beseech you proceed to th' Affaires of State Duke The Turke with a most mighty Preparation makes for Cyprus Othello the Fortitude of the place is best knowne to you And though we haue there a Substitute of most allowed sufficiencie yet opinion a more soueraigne Mistris of Effects throwes a more safer voice on you you must therefore be content to slubber the glosse of your new Fortunes with this more stubborne and boystrous expedition Othe The Tirant Custome most Graue Senators Hath made the flinty and Steele Coach of Warre My thrice-driuen bed of Downe I do agnize A Naturall and prompt Alacartie I finde in hardnesse and do vndertake This present Warres against the Ottamites Most humbly therefore bending to your State I craue fit disposition for my Wife Due reference of Place and Exhibition With such Accomodation and besort As leuels with her breeding Duke Why at her Fathers Bra. I will not haue it so Othe Nor I. Des Nor would I there recide To put my Father in impatient thoughts By being in his eye Most Grcaious Duke To my vnfolding lend your prosperous eare And let me finde a Charter in your voice T' assist my simplenesse Duke What would you Desdemona Des That I loue the Moore to liue with him My downe-right violence and storme of Fortunes May trumpet to