thee no-bodie heares mine owne people mine owne people Qui. Are they so heauen-blesse them and make them his Seruants Fal. Well Mistresse Ford what of her Qui. Why Sir shee 's a good-creature Lord Lord your Worship 's a wanton well heauen forgiue you and all of vs I pray Fal. Mistresse Ford come Mistresse Ford. Qui. Marry this is the short and the long of it you haue brought her into such a Canaries as 't is wonderfull the best Courtier of them all when the Court lay at Windsor could neuer haue brought her to such a Canarie yet there has beene Knights and Lords and Gentlemen with their Coaches I warrant you Coach after Coach letter after letter gift after gift smelling so sweetly all Muske and so rushling I warrant you in silke and golde and in such alligant termes and in such wine and suger of the best and the fairest that would haue wonne any womans heart and I warrant you they could neuer get an eye-winke of her I had my selfe twentie Angels giuen me this morning but I defie all Angels in any such sort as they say but in the way of honesty and I warrant you they could neuer get her so much as sippe on a cup with the prowdest of them all and yet there has beene Earles nay which is more Pentioners but I warrant you all is one with her Fal. But what saies shee to mee be briefe my good shee Mercurie Qui. Marry she hath receiu'd your Letter for the which she thankes you a thousand times and she giues you to notifie that her husband will be absence from his house betweene ten and eleuen Fal. Ten and eleuen Qui. I forsooth and then you may come and see the picture she sayes that you wot of Master Ford her husband will be from home alas the sweet woman leades an ill life with him hee 's a very iealousie-man she leads a very frampold life with him good hart Fal. Ten and eleuen Woman commend me to her I will not faile her Qui. Why you say well But I haue another messenger to your worship Mistresse Page hath her heartie commendations to you to and let mee tell you in your eare shee 's as fartuous a ciuill modest wife and one I tell you that will not misse you morning nor euening prayer as any is in Windsor who ere bee the other and shee bade me tell your worship that her husband is seldome from home but she hopes there will come a time I neuer knew a woman so doate vpon a man surely I thinke you haue charmes la yes in truth Fal. Not I I assure thee setting the attraction of my good parts aside I haue no other charmes Qui. Blessing on your heart for 't Fal. But I pray thee tell me this has Fords wife and Pages wife acquainted each other how they loue me Qui. That were a iest indeed they haue not so little grace I hope that were a tricke indeed But Mistris Page would desire you to send her your little Page of al loues her husband has a maruellous infectiō to the little Page and truely Master Page is an honest man neuer a wife in Windsor leades a better life then she do's doe what shee will say what she will take all pay all goe to bed when she list rise when she list all is as she will and truly she deserues it for if there be a kinde woman in Windsor she is one you must send her your Page no remedie Fal. Why I will Qu. Nay but doe so then and looke you hee may come and goe betweene you both and in any case haue a nay-word that you may know one anothers minde and the Boy neuer neede to vnderstand any thing for 't is not good that children should know any wickednes olde folkes you know haue discretion as they say and know the world Fal. Farethee-well commend mee to them both there 's my purse I am yet thy debter Boy goe along with this woman this newes distracts me Pist This Puncke is one of Cupids Carriers Clap on more sailes pursue vp with your fights Giue fire she is my prize or Ocean whelme them all Fal. Saist thou so old Iacke go thy waies I le make more of thy olde body then I haue done will they yet looke after thee wilt thou after the expence of so much money be now a gainer good Body I thanke thee let them say 't is grossely done so it bee fairely done no matter Bar. Sir Iohn there 's one Master Broome below would faine speake with you and be acquainted with you and hath sent your worship a mornings draught of Sacke Fal. Broome is his name Bar. I Sir Fal. Call him in such Broomes are welcome to mee that ore ' flowes such liquor ah ha Mistresse Ford and Mistresse Page haue I encompass'd you goe to via Ford. ' Blesse you sir Fal. And you sir would you speake with me Ford. I make bold to presse with so little preparation vpon you Fal. You 'r welcome what 's your will giue vs leaue Drawer Ford. Sir I am a Gentleman that haue spent much my name is Broome Fal. Good Master Broome I desire more acquaintance of you Ford. Good Sir Iohn I sue for yours not to charge you for I must let you vnderstand I thinke my selfe in better plight for a Lender then you are the which hath something emboldned me to this vnseason'd intrusion for they say if money goe before all waies doe lye open Fal. Money is a good Souldier Sir and will on Ford. Troth and I haue a bag of money heere troubles me if you will helpe to beare it Sir Iohn take all or halfe for easing me of the carriage Fal. Sir I know not how I may deserue to bee your Porter Ford. I will tell you sir if you will giue mee the hearing Fal. Speake good Master Broome I shall be glad to be your Seruant Ford. Sir I heare you are a Scholler I will be briefe with you and you haue been a man long knowne to me though I had neuer so good means as desire to make my selfe acquainted with you I shall discouer a thing to you wherein I must very much lay open mine owne imperfection but good Sir Iohn as you haue one eye vpon my follies as you heare them vnfolded turne another into the Register of your owne that I may passe with a reproofe the easier sith you your selfe know how easie it is to be such an offender Fal. Very well Sir proceed Ford There is a Gentlewoman in this Towne her husbands name is Ford. Fal. Well Sir Ford. I haue long lou'd her and I protest to you bestowed much on her followed her with a doating obseruance Ingross'd opportunities to meete her fee'd euery slight occasion that could but nigardly giue mee sight of her not only bought many presents to giue her but haue giuen largely to many to know what shee would haue giuen briefly I haue pursu'd her as Loue hath pursued mee
thee by Chaucer or Spenser or bid Beaumont lye A little further to make thee a roome Thou art a Moniment without a tombe And art aliue still while thy Booke doth liue And we haue wits to read and praise to giue That I not mixe thee so my braine excuses I meane with great but disproportion'd Muses For if I thought my iudgement were of yeeres I should commit thee surely with thy peeres And tell how farre thou didstst our Lily out-shine Or sporting Kid or Marlowes mighty line And though thou hadst small Latine and lesse Greeke From thence to honour thee I would not seeke For names but call forth thund'ring Aeschilus Euripides and Sophocles to vs Paccuuius Accius him of Cordoua dead To life againe to heare thy Buskin tread And shake a Stage Or when thy Sockes were on Leaue thee alone for the comparison Of all that insolent Greece or haughtie Rome sent forth or since did from their ashes come Triumph my Britaine thou hast one to showe To whom all Scenes of Europe homage owe. He was not of an age but for all time And all the Muses still were in their prime When like Apollo he came forth to warme Our eares or like a Mercury to charme Nature her selfe was proud of his designes And ioy'd to weare the dressing of his lines Which were so richly spun and wouen so fit As since she will vouchsafe no other Wit The merry Greeke tart Aristophanes Neat Terence witty Plautus now not please But antiquated and deserted lye As they were not of Natures family Yet must I not giue Nature all Thy Art My gentle Shakespeare must enioy a part For though the Poets matter Nature be His Art doth giue the fashion And that he Who casts to write a liuing line must sweat such as thine are and strike the second heat Vpon the Muses anuile turne the same And himselfe with it that he thinkes to frame Or for the lawrell he may gaine a scorne For a good Poet 's made as well as borne And such wert thou Looke how the fathers face Liues in his issue euen so the race Of Shakespeares minde and manners brightly shines In his well torned and true-filed lines In each of which he seemes to shake a Lance As brandish 't at the eyes of Ignorance Sweet Swan of Auon what a sight it were To see thee in our waters yet appeare And make those flights vpon the bankes of Thames That so did take Eliza and our Iames But stay I see thee in the Hemisphere Aduanc'd and made a Constellation there Shine forth thou Starre of Poets and with rage Or influence chide or cheere the drooping Stage Which since thy flight froÌ„ hence hath mourn'd like night And despaires day but for thy Volumes light BEN IONSON Vpon the Lines and Life of the Famous Scenicke Poet Master VVILLIAM SHAKESPEARE THose hands which you so clapt go now and wring You Britaines braue for done are Shakespeares dayes His dayes are done that made the dainty Playes Which made the Globe of heau'n and earth to ring Dry'de is that veine dry'd is the Thespian Spring Turn'd all to teares and Phoebus clouds his rayes That corp's that coffin now besticke those bayes Which crown'd him Poet first then Poets King If Tragedies might any Prologue haue All those he made would scarse make one to this Where Fame now that he gone is to the graue Deaths publique tyring-house the Nuncius is For though his line of life went soone about The life yet of his lines shall neuer out HVGH HOLLAND TO THE MEMORIE of the deceased Authour Maister W. SHAKESPEARE SHake-speare at length thy pious fellowes giue The world thy Workes thy Workes by which out-liue Thy Tombe thy name must when that stone is rent And Time dissolues thy Stratford Moniment Here we aliue shall view thee still This Booke When Brasse and Marble fade shall make thee looke Fresh to all Ages when Posteritie Shall loath what 's new thinke all is prodegie That is not Shake-speares eu'ry Line each Verse Here shall reuiue redeeme thee from thy Herse Nor Fire nor cankring Age as Naso said Of his thy wit-fraught Booke shall once inuade Nor shall I e're beleeue or thinke thee dead Though mist vntill our bankrout Stage be spâ—l Jmpossible with some new straine t' out-do Passions of Iuliet and her Romeo Or till J heare a Scene more nobly take Then when thy half-Sword parlying Romans spake Till these till any of thy Volumes rest Shall with more fire more feeling be exprest Be sure our Shake-speare thou canst neuer dye But crown'd with Lawrell liue eternally L. Digges To the memorie of M. W. Shake-speare VVEE wondred Shake-speare that thou went'st so soone From the Worlds-Stage to the Graues-Tyring-roome Wee thought thee dead but this thy printed worth Tels thy Spectators that thou went'st but forth To enter with applause An Actors Art Can dye and liue to acte a second part That 's but an Exit of Mortalitie This a Re-entrance to a Plaudite I.M. The Workes of William Shakespeare containing all his Comedies Histories and Tragedies Truely set forth according to their first ORJGJNALL The Names of the Principall Actors in all these Playes WIlliam Shakespeare Richard Burbadge John Hemmings Augustine Phillips William Kempt Thomas Poope George Bryan Henry Condell William Slye Richard Cowly e. John Lowine Samuell Crosse Alexander Cooke Samuel Gilburne Robert Armin. William Ostler Nathan Field John Vnderwood Nicholas Tooley William Ecclestone Joseph Taylor Robert Benfield Robert Goughe Richard Robinson Iohn Shancke Iohn Rice A CATALOGVE of the seuerall Comedies Histories and Tragedies contained in this Volume COMEDIES THe Tempest Folio 1. The two Gentlemen of Verona 20 The Merry Wiues of Windsor 38 Measure for Measure 61 The Comedy of Errours 85 Much adoo about Nothing 101 Loues Labour lost 122 Midsommer Nights Dreame 145 The Merchant of Venice 163 As you Like it 185 The Taming of the Shrew 208 All is well that Ends well 230 Twelfe-Night or what you will 255 The Winters Tale. 304 HISTORIES The Life and Death of King John Fol. 1. The Life death of Richard the second 23 The First part of King Henry the fourth 46 The Second part of K. Henry the fourth 74 The Life of King Henry the Fift 69 The First part of King Henry the Sixt. 96 The Second part of King Hen. the Sixt. 120 The Third part of King Henry the Sixt. 147 The Life Death of Richard the Third 173 The Life of King Henry the Eight 205 TRAGEDIES The Tragedy of Coriolanus Fol. 1. Titus Andronicus 31 Romeo and Juliet 53 Timon of Athens 80 The Life and death of Julius Caesar 109 The Tragedy of Macbeth 131 The Tragedy of Hamlet 152 King Lear. 283 Othello the Moore of Venice 310 Anthony and Cleopater 346 Cymbeline King of Britaine 369 THE TEMPEST Actus primus Scena prima A tempestuous noise of Thunder and Lightning heard Enter a Ship-master and a Boteswaine Master BOte-swaine Botes Heere Master
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
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
vnto my friend Hath made me publisher of this pretence Duke Vpon mine Honor he shall neuer know That I had any light from thee of this Pro. Adiew my Lord Sir Valentine is comming Duk. Sir Valentine whether away so fast Val. Please it your Grace there is a Messenger That stayes to beare my Letters to my friends And I am going to deliuer them Duk. Be they of much import Val. The tenure of them doth but signifie My health and happy being at your Court. Duk. Nay then no matter stay with me a while I am to breake with thee of some affaires That touch me neere wherein thou must be secret 'T is not vnknown to thee that I haue sought To match my friend Sir Thurio to my daughter Val. I know it well my Lord and sure the Match Were rich and honourable besides the gentleman Is full of Vertue Bounty Worth and Qualities Beseeming such a Wife as your faire daughter Cannot your Grace win her to fancie him Duk. No trust me She is peeuish sullen froward Prowd disobedient stubborne lacking duty Neither regarding that she is my childe Nor fearing me as if I were her father And may I say to thee this pride of hers Vpon aduice hath drawne my loue from her And where I thought the remnant of mine age Should haue beene cherish'd by her child-like dutie I now am full resolu'd to take a wife And tur◠her out to who will take her in Then let her beauty be her wedding dowre For me and my possessions she esteemes not Val. What would your Grace haue me to do in this Duk. There is a Lady in Verona heere Whom I affect but she is nice and coy And naught esteemes my aged eloquence Now therefore would I haue thee to my Tutor For long agone I haue forgot to court Besides the fashion of the time is chang'd How and which way I may bestow my selfe To be regarded in her sun-bright eye Val. Win her with gifts if she respect not words Dumbe Iewels often in their silent kinde More then quicke words doe moue a womans minde Duk. But she did scorne a present that I sent her Val. A woman somtime scorns what best cōtents her Send her another neuer giue her ore For scorne at first makes after-loue the more If she doe frowne 't is not in hate of you But rather to beget more loue in you If she doe chide 't is not to haue you gone For why the fooles are mad if left alone Take no repulse what euer she doth say For get you gon she doth not meane away Flatter and praise commend extoll their graces Though nere so blacke say they haue Angells faces That man that hath a tongue I say is no man If with his tongue he cannot win a woman Duk. But she I meane is promis'd by her friends Vnto a youthfull Gentleman of worth And kept seuerely from resort of men That no man hath accesse by day to her Val. Why then I would resort to her by night Duk. I but the doores be lockt and keyes kept safe That no man hath recourse to her by night Val What letts but one may enter at her window Duk. Her chamber is aloft far from the ground And built so sheluing that one cannot climbe it Without apparant hazard of his life Val Why then a Ladder quaintly made of Cords To cast vp with a paire of anchoring hookes Would serue to scale another Hero's towre So bold Leander would aduenture it Duk. Now as thou art a Gentleman of blood Aduise me where I may haue such a Ladder Val. When would you vse it pray sir tell me that Duk. This very night for Loue is like a childe That longs for euery thing that he can come by Val. By seauen a clock I le get you such a Ladder Duk But harke thee I will goe to her alone How shall I best conuey the Ladder thither Val. It will be light my Lord that you may beare it Vnder a cloake that is of any length Duk. A cloake as long as thine will serue the turne Val I my good Lord. Duk. Then let me see thy cloake I le get me one of such another length Val. Why any cloake will serue the turn my Lord Duk. How shall I fashion me to weare a cloake I pray thee let me feele thy cloake vpon me What Letter is this same what 's here to Siluia And heere an Engine fit for my proceeding I le be so bold to breake the seale for once My thoughts do harbour with my Siluia nightly And slaues they are to me that send them flying Oh could their Master come and goe as lightly Himselfe would lodge where senceles they are lying My Herald Thoughts in thy pure bosome rest-them While I their King that thither them importune Doe curse the grace that with such grace hath blest them Because my selfe doe want my seruants fortune I curse my selfe for they are sent by me That they should harbour where their Lord should be What 's here Siluia this night I will enfranchise thee 'T is so and heere 's the Ladder for the purpose Why Phaeton for thou art Merops sonne Wilt thou aspire to guide the heauenly Car And with thy daring folly burne the world Wilt thou reach stars because they shine on thee Goe base Intruder ouer-weening Slaue Bestow thy fawning smiles on equall mates And thinke my patience more then thy desert Is priuiledge for thy departure hence Thanke me for this more then for all the fauors Which all too much I haue bestowed on thee But if thou linger in my Territories Longer then swiftest expedition Will giue thee time to leaue our royall Court By heauen my wrath shall farre exceed the loue I euer bore my daughter or thy selfe Be gone I will not heare thy vaine excuse But as thou lou'st thy life make speed from hence Val. And why not death rather then liuing torment To die is to be banisht from my selfe And Siluia is my selfe banish'd from her Is selfe from selfe A deadly banishment What light is light if Siluia be not seene What ioy is ioy if Siluia be not by Vnlesse it be to thinke that she is by And feed vpon the shadow of perfection Except I be by Siluia in the night There is no musicke in the Nightingale Vnlesse I looke on Siluia in the day There is no day for me to looke vpon Shee is my essence and I leaue to be If I be not by her faire influence Foster'd illumin'd cherish'd kept aliue I flie not death to flie his deadly doome Tarry I heere I but attend on death But flie I hence I flie away from life Pro. Run boy run run and seeke him out Lau. So-hough Soa hough Pro. What seest thou Lau. Him we goe to finde There 's not a haire on 's head but t' is a Valentine Pro. Valentine Val. No. Pro. Who then his Spirit Val. Neither Pro. What then Val Nothing Lau. Can nothing speake Master shall
I strike Pro. Who wouldst thou strike Lau. Nothing Pro. Villaine forbeare Lau. Why Sir I le strike nothing I pray you Pro. Sirha I say forbeare friend Valentine a word Val. My eares are stopt cannot hear good newes So much of bad already hath possest them Pro. Then in dumbe silence will I bury mine For they are harsh vn-tuneable and bad Val. Is Siluia dead Pro. No Valentine Val. No Valentine indeed for sacred Siluia Hath she forsworne me Pro. No Valentine Val. No Valentine if Siluia haue forsworne me What is your newes Lau. Sir there is a proclamation y t you are vanished Pro. That thou art banish'd oh that 's the newes From hence from Siluia and from me thy friend Val. Oh I haue fed vpon this woe already And now excesse of it will make me surfet Doth Siluia know that I am banish'd Pro. I I and she hath offered to the doome Which vn-reuerst stands in effectuall force A Sea of melting pearle which some call teares Those at her fathers churlish feete she tenderd With them vpon her knees her humble selfe Wringing her hands whose whitenes so became them As if but now they waxed pale for woe But neither bended knees pure hands held vp Sad sighes deepe grones nor siluer-shedding teares Could penetrate her vncompassionate Sire But Valentine if he be tane must die Besides her intercession chaf'd him so When she for thy repeale was suppliant That to close prison he commanded her With many bitter threats of biding there Val. No more vnles the next word that thou speak'st Haue some malignant power vpon my life If so I pray thee breath it in mine eare As ending Antheme of my endlesse dolor Pro. Cease to lament for that thou canst not helpe And study helpe for that which thou lament'st Time is the Nurse and breeder of all good Here if thou stay thou canst not see thy loue Besides thy staying will abridge thy life Hope is a louers staffe walke hence with that And manage it against despairing thoughts Thy letters may be here though thou art hence Which being writ to me shall be deliuer'd Euen in the milke-white bosome of thy Loue. The time now serues not to expostulate Come I le conuey thee through the City-gate And ere I part with thee confer at large Of all that may concerne thy Loue-affaires As thou lou'st Siluia though not for thy selfe Regard thy danger and along with me Val. I pray thee Launce and if thou seest my Boy Bid him make haste and meet me at the North-gate Pro. Goe sirha finde him out Come Valentine Val Oh my deere Siluia haplesse Valentine Launce I am but a foole looke you and yet I haue the wit to thinke my Master is a kinde of a knaue but that 's all one if he be but one knaue He liues not now that knowes me to be in loue yet I am in loue but a Teeme of horse shall not plucke that from me nor who 't is I loue and yet 't is a woman but what woman I will not tell my selfe and yet 't is a Milke-maid yet 't is not a maid for shee hath had Gossips yet 't is a maid for she is her Masters maid and serues for wages Shee hath more qualities then a Water-Spaniell which is much in a bare Christian Heere is the Cate-log of her Condition Inprimis Shee can fetch and carry why a horse can doe no more nay a horse cannot fetch but onely carry therefore is shee better then a Iade Item She can milke looke you a sweet vertue in a maid with cleane hands Speed How now Signior Launce what newes with your Mastership La. With my Mastership why it is at Sea Sp. Well your old vice still mistake the word what newes then in your paper La. The black'st newes that euer thou heard'st Sp. Why man how blacke La. Why as blacke as Inke Sp. Let me read them La. Fie on thee Iolt-head thou canst not read Sp. Thou lyest I can La. I will try thee tell me this who begot thee Sp. Marry the son of my Grand-father La. Oh illiterate loyterer it was the sonne of thy Grand-mother this proues that thou canst not read Sp. Come foole come try me in thy paper La. There and S. Nicholas be thy speed Sp. Inprimis she can milke La. I that she can Sp. Item she brewes good Ale La. And thereof comes the prouerbe Blessing of your heart you brew good Ale Sp. Item she can sowe La. That 's as much as to say Can she so Sp. Item she can knit La. What neede a man care for a stock with a wench When she can knit him a stocke Sp. Item she can wash and scoure La. A speciall vertue for then shee neede not be wash'd and scowr'd Sp. Item she can spin La. Then may I set the world on wheeles when she can spin for her liuing Sp. Item she hath many namelesse vertues La. That 's as much as to say Bastard-vertues that indeede know not their fathers and therefore haue no names Sp. Here follow her vices La. Close at the heeles of her vertues Sp. Item shee is not to be fasting in respect of her breath La. Well that fault may be mended with a breakfast read on Sp. Item she hath a sweet mouth La. That makes amends for her soure breath Sp. Item she doth talke in her sleepe La. It 's no matter for that so shee sleepe not in her talke Sp. Item she is slow in words La. Oh villaine that set this downe among her vices To be slow in words is a womans onely vertue I pray thee out with 't and place it for her chiefe vertue Sp. Item she is proud La. Out with that too It was Eues legacie and cannot be t'ane from her Sp. Item she hath no teeth La. I care not for that neither because I loue crusts Sp. Item she is curst La. Well the best is she hath no teeth to bite Sp. Item she will often praise her liquor La. If her liquor be good she shall if she will not I will for good things should be praised Sp. Item she is too liberall La. Of her tongue she cannot for that 's writ downe she is slow of of her purse shee shall not for that I le keepe shut Now of another thing shee may and that cannot I helpe Well proceede Sp. Item shee hath more haire then wit and more faults then haires and more wealth then faults La. Stop there I le haue her she was mine and not mine twice or thrice in that last Article rehearse that once more Sp. Item she hath more haire then wit La. More haire then wit it may be I le proue it The couer of the salt hides the salt and therefore it is more then the salt the haire that couers the wit is more then the wit for the greater hides the lesse What 's next Sp. And more faults then haires La. That 's monstrous oh that that were out Sp. And more wealth then
be quiet For euery pelting petty Officer Would vse his heauen for thunder Nothing but thunder Mercifull heauen Thou rather with thy sharpe and sulpherous bol◠Splits the vn-wedgable and gnarled Oke Then the soft Mertill But man proud man Drest in a little briefe authoritie Most ignorant of what he 's most assur'd His glassie Essence like an angry Ape Plaies such phantastique tricks before high heauen As makes the Angels weepe who with our spleenes Would all themselues laugh mortall Luc. Oh to him to him wench he will relent Hee 's comming I perceiue't Pro. Pray heauen she win him Isab We cannot weigh our brother with our selfe Great men may iest with Saints t is wit in them But in the lesse fowle prophanation Luc. Thou' rt i' th right Girle more o' that Isab That in the Captaine 's but a chollericke word Which in the Souldier is flat blasphemie Luc. Art auis'd o' that more on 't Ang. Why doe you put these sayings vpon me Isab Because Authoritie though it erre like others Hath yet a kinde of medicine in it selfe That skins the vice o' th top goe to your bosome Knock there and aske your heart what it doth know That 's like my brothers fault if it confesse A naturall guiltinesse such as is his Let it not sound a thought vpon your tongue Against my brothers life Ang. Shee speakes and 't is such sence That my Sence breeds with it fare you well Isab Gentle my Lord turne backe Ang. I will bethinke me come againe to morrow Isa Hark how I le bribe you good my Lord turn back Ang. How bribe me Is I with such gifts that heauen shall share with you Luc. You had mar'd all else Isab Not with fond Sickles of the tested-gold Or Stones whose rate are either rich or poore As fancie values them but with true prayers That shall be vp at heauen and enter there Ere Sunne rise prayers from preserued soules From fasting Maides whose mindes are dedicate To nothing temporall Ang. Well come to me to morrow Luc. Goe to 't is well away Isab Heauen keepe your honour safe Ang. Amen For I am that way going to temptation Where prayers crosse Isab At what hower to morrow Shall I attend your Lordship Ang. At any time ' fore-noone Isab ' Saue your Honour Ang. From thee euen from thy vertue What 's this what 's this is this her fault or mine The Tempter or the Tempted who sins most ha Not she nor doth she tempt but it is I That lying by the Violet in the Sunne Doe as the Carrion do's not as the flowre Corrupt with vertuous season Can it be That Modesty may more betray our Sence Then womans lightnesse hauing waste ground enough Shall we desire to raze the Sanctuary And pitch our euils there oh fie fie fie What dost thou or what art thou Angelo Dost thou desire her fowly for those things That make her good oh let her brother liue Theeues for their robbery haue authority When Iudges steale themselues what doe I loue her That I desire to heare her speake againe And feast vpon her eyes what is' t I dreame on Oh cunning enemy that to catch a Saint With Saints dost bait thy hooke most dangerous Is that temptation that doth goad vs on To sinne in louing vertue neuer could the Strumpet With all her double vigor Art and Nature Once stir my temper but this vertuous Maid Subdues me quite Euer till now When men were fond I smild and wondred how Exit Scena Tertia Enter Duke and Prouost Duke Haile to you Prouost so I thinke you are Pro. I am the Prouost what 's your will good Frier Duke Bound by my charity and my blest order I come to visite the afflicted spirits Here in the prison doe me the common right To let me see them and to make me know The nature of their crimes that I may minister To them accordingly Pro. I would do more then that if more were needfull Enter Iuliet Looke here comes one a Gentlewoman of mine Who falling in the flawes of her owne youth Hath blisterd her report She is with childe And he that got it sentenc'd a yong man More fit to doe another such offence Then dye for this Duk. When must he dye Pro. As I do thinke to morrow I haue prouided for you stay a while And you shall be conducted Duk. Repent you faire one of the sin you carry Iul. I doe and beare the shame most patiently Du. I le teach you how you shal araign your consciēce And try your penitence if it be sound Or hollowly put on Iul. I le gladly learne Duk. Loue you the man that wrong'd you Iul. Yes as I loue the woman that wrong'd him Duk. So then it seemes your most offence full act Was mutually committed Iul. Mutually Duk. Then was your sin of heauier kinde then his Iul. I doe confesse it and repent it Father Duk. 'T is meet so daughter but least you do repent As that the sin hath brought you to this shame Which sorrow is alwaies toward our selues not heauen Showing we would not spare heauen as we loue it But as we stand in feare Iul. I doe repent me as it is an euill And take the shame with ioy Duke There rest Your partner as I heare must die to morrow And I am going with instruction to him Grace goe with you Benedicite Exit Iul. Must die tomorrow oh iniurious Loue That respits me a life whose very comfort Is still a dying horror Pro. 'T is pitty of him Exeunt Scena Quarta Enter Angelo An. When I would pray think I thinke and pray To seuerall subiects heauen hath my empty words Whilst my Inuention hearing not my Tongue Anchors on Isabell heauen in my mouth As if I did but onely chew his name And in my heart the strong and swelling euill Of my conception the state whereon I studied Is like a good thing being often read Growne feard and tedious yea my Grauitie Wherein let no man heare me I take pride Could I with boote change for an idle plume Which the ayre beats for vaine oh place oh forme How often dost thou with thy case thy habit Wrench awe from fooles and tye the wiser soules To thy false seeming Blood thou art blood Let 's write good Angell on the Deuills horne 'T is not the Deuills Crest how now who 's there Enter Seruant Ser. One Isabell a Sister desires accesse to you Ang. Teach her the way oh heauens Why doe's my bloud thus muster to my heart Making both it vnable for it selfe And dispossessing all my other parts Of necessary fitnesse So play the foolish throngs with one that swounds Come all to help him and so stop the ayre By which hee should reuiue and euen so The generall subiect to a wel-wisht King Quit their owne part and in obsequious fondnesse Crowd to his presence where their vn-taught loue Must needs appear offence how now faire Maid Enter Isabella Isab I am
me Isabell Isa Oh fie fie fie Thy sinn's not accidentall but a Trade Mercy to thee would proue it selfe a Bawd 'T is best that thou diest quickly Cla. Oh heare me Isabella Duk. Vouchsafe a word yong sister but one word Isa What is your Will Duk. Might you dispense with your leysure I would by and by haue some speech with you the satisfaction I would require is likewise your owne benefit Isa I haue no superfluous leysure my stay must be stolen out of other affaires but I will attend you a while Duke Son I haue ouer-heard what hath past between you your sister Angelo had neuer the purpose to corrupt her onely he hath made an assay of her vertue to practise his iudgement with the disposition of natures She hauing the truth of honour in her hath made him that gracious deniall which he is most glad to receiue I am Confessor to Angelo and I know this to be true therfore prepare your selfe to death do not satisfie your resolution with hopes that are fallible to morrow you must die goe to your knees and make ready Cla. Let me ask my sister pardon I am so out of loue with life that I will sue to be rid of it Duke Hold you there farewell Prouost a word with you Pro. What 's your will father Duk. That now you are come you wil be gone leaue me a while with the Maid my minde promises with my habit no losse shall touch her by my company Pro. In good time Exit Duk. The hand that hath made you faire hath made you good the goodnes that is cheape in beauty makes beauty briefe in goodnes but grace being the soule of your complexion shall keepe the body of it euer faire the assault that Angelo hath made to you Fortune hath conuaid to my vnderstanding and but that frailty hath examples for his falling I should wonder at Angelo how will you doe to content this Substitute and to saue your Brother Isab I am now going to resolue him I had rather my brother die by the Law then my sonne should be vnlawfullie borne But oh how much is the good Duke deceiu'd in Angelo if euer he returne and I can speake to him I will open my lips in vaine or discouer his gouernment Duke That shall not be much amisse yet as the matter now stands he will auoid your accusation he made triall of you onelie Therefore fasten your eare on my aduisings to the loue I haue in doing good a remedie presents it selfe I doe make my selfe beleeue that you may most vprighteously do a poor wronged Lady a merited benefit redeem your brother from the angry Law doe no staine to your owne gracious person and much please the absent Duke if peraduenture he shall euer returne to haue hearing of this businesse Isab Let me heare you speake farther I haue spirit to do any thing that appeares not fowle in the truth of my spirit Duke Vertue is bold and goodnes neuer fearefull Haue you not heard speake of Mariana the sister of Fredericke the great Souldier who miscarried at Sea Isa I haue heard of the Lady and good words went with her name Duke Shee should this Angelo haue married was affianced to her oath and the nuptiall appointed between which time of the contract and limit of the solemnitie her brother Fredericke was wrackt at Sea hauing in that perished vessell the dowry of his sister but marke how heauily this befell to the poore Gentlewoman there she lost a noble and renowned brother in his loue toward her euer most kinde and naturall with him the portion and sinew of her fortune her marriage dowry with both her combynate-husband this well-seeming Angelo Isab Can this be so did Angelo so leaue her Duke Left her in her teares dried not one of them with his comfort swallowed his vowes whole pretending in her discoueries of dishonor in few bestow'd her on her owne lamentation which she yet weares for his sake and he a marble to her teares is washed with them but relents not Isab What a merit were it in death to take this poore maid from the world what corruption in this life that it will let this man liue But how out of this can shee auaile Duke It is a rupture that you may easily heale and the cure of it not onely saues your brother but keepes you from dishonor in doing it Isab Shew me how good Father Duk. This fore-named Maid hath yet in her the continuance of her first affection his vniust vnkindenesse that in all reason should haue quenched her loue hath like an impediment in the Current made it more violent and vnruly Goe you to Angelo answere his requiring with a plausible obedience agree with his demands to the point onely referre your selfe to this aduantage first that your stay with him may not be long that the time may haue all shadow and silence in it and the place answere to conuenience this being granted in course and now followes all wee shall aduise this wronged maid to steed vp your appointment goe in your place if the encounter acknowledge it selfe heereafter it may compell him to her recompence and heere by this is your brother saued your honor vntainted the poore Mariana aduantaged and the corrupt Deputy scaled The Maid will I frame and make fit for his attempt if you thinke well to carry this as you may the doublenes of the benefit defends the deceit from reproofe What thinke you of it Isab The image of it giues me content already and I trust it will grow to a most prosperous perfection Duk. It lies much in your holding vp haste you speedily to Angelo if for this night he intreat you to his bed giue him promise of satisfaction I will presently to S. Lukes there at the moated-Grange recides this deiected Mariana at that place call vpon me and dispatch with Angelo that it may be quickly Isab I thank you for this comfort fare you well good father Exit Enter Elbow Clowne Officers Elb. Nay if there be no remedy for it but that you will needes buy and sell men and women like beasts we shall haue all the world drinke browne white bastard Duk. Oh heauens what stuffe is heere Clow. T was neuer merry world since of two vsuries the merriest was put downe and the worser allow'd by order of Law a fur'd gowne to keepe him warme and furd with Foxe and Lamb-skins too to signifie that craft being richer then Innocency stands for the facing Elb. Come your way sir blesse you good Father Frier Duk. And you good Brother Father what offence hath this man made you Sir Elb. Marry Sir he hath offended the Law and Sir we take him to be a Theefe too Sir for wee haue found vpon him Sir a strange Pick-lock which we haue sent to the Deputie Duke Fie sirrah a Bawd a wicked bawd The euill that thou causest to be done That is thy meanes to liue Do thou but
appeares In the true course of all the question Old Well I am glad that all things sort so well Bene. And so am I being else by faith enforc'd To call young Claudio to a reckoning for it Leo. Well daughter and you gentlewomen all Withdraw into a chamber by your selues And when I send for you come hither mask'd The Prince and Claudio promis'd by this howre To visit me you know your office Brother You must be father to your brothers daughter And giue her to young Claudio Exeunt Ladies Old Which I will doe with confirm'd countenance Bene. Frier I must intreat your paines I thinke Frier To doe what Signior Bene. To binde me or vndoe me one of them Signior Leonato truth it is good Signior Your neece regards me with an eye of fauour Leo. That eye my daughter lent her 't is most true Bene. And I doe with an eye of loue require her Leo. The sight whereof I thinke you had from me From Claudio and the Prince but what 's your will Bened. Your answer sir is Enigmaticall But for my will my will is your good will May stand with ours this day to be conioyn'd In the state of honourable marriage In which good Frier I shall desire your helpe Leon. My heart is with your liking Frier And my helpe Enter Prince and Claudio with attendants Prin. Good morrow to this faire assembly Leo. Good morrow Prince good morrow Claudio We heere attend you are you yet determin'd To day to marry with my brothers daughter Claud. I le hold my minde were she an Ethiope Leo. Call her forth brother here 's the Frier ready Prin. Good morrow Benedike why what 's the matter That you haue such a Februarie face So full of frost of storme and clowdinesse Claud. I thinke he thinkes vpon the sauage bull Tush feare not man wee 'll tip thy hornes with gold And all Europa shall reioyce at thee As once Europa did at lusty Ioue When he would play the noble beast in loue Ben. Bull Ioue sir had an amiable low And some such strange bull leapt your fathers Cow A got a Calfe in that same noble seat Much like to you for you haue iust his bâ—eat Enter brother Hero Beatrice Margaret Vrsula Cla. For this I owe you here comes other recknings Which is the Lady I must seize vpon Leo. This same is she and I â—oe giue you her Cla. Why thou she 's mine sweet let me see your face Leon. No that you shal not till you take her hand Before this Frier and sweare to marry her Clau. Giue me your hand before this holy Frier I am your husband if you like of me Hero And when I liu'd I was your other wife And when you lou'd you were my other husband Clau. Another Hero Hero Nothing certaineâ— One Hero died but I doe liue And surely as I liue I am a maid Prin. The former Hero Hero that is dead Leon. Shee died my Lord but whiles her slander liu'd Frier All this amazement can I qualifie When after that the holy rites are ended I le tell you largely of faire Heroes death Meane time let wonder seeme familiar And to the chappell let vs presently Ben. Soft and faire Frier which is Beatrice Beat. I answer to that name what is your will Bene. Doe not you loue me Beat. Why no no more then reason Bene. Why then your Vncle and the Prince Claudio haue beene deceiued they swore you did Beat. Doe not you loue mee Bene. Troth no no more then reason Beat. Why then my Cosin Margaret and Vrsula Are much deceiu'd for they did sweare you did Bene. They swore you were almost sicke for me Beat. They swore you were wel-nye dead for me Bene. T is no matter then you doe not loue me Beat. No truly but in friendly recompence Leon. Come Cosin I am sure you loue the gentlemaÌ„ Clau. And I le be sworne vpon 't that he loues her For here 's a paper written in his hand A halting sonnet of his owne pure braine Fashioned to Beatrice Hero And heere 's another Writ in my cosins hand stolne from her pocket Containing her affection vnto Benedicke Bene. A miracle here 's our owne hands against our hearts come I will haue thee but by this light I take thee for pittie Beat. I would not denie you but by this good day I yeeld vpon great perswasion partly to saue your life for I was told you were in a consumption Leon. Peace I will stop your mouth Prin. How dost thou Benedicke the married man Bene. I le tell thee what Prince a Colledge of witte-crackers cannot flout mee out of my humour dost thou think I care for a Satyre or an Epigram no if a man will be beaten with braines a shall weare nothing handsome about him in briefe since I do purpose to marry I will thinke nothing to any purpose that the world can say against it and therefore neuer flout at me for I haue said against it for man is a giddy thing and this is my conclusion for thy part Claudio I did thinke to haue beaten thee but in that thou art like to be my kinsman liue vnbruis'd and loue my cousin Cla. I had well hop'd y u wouldst haue denied Beatrice y t I might haue cudgel'd thee out of thy single life to make thee a double dealer which out of questioÌ„ thou wilt be if my Cousin do not looke exceeding narrowly to thee Bene. Come come we are friends let 's haue a dance ere we are married that we may lighten our own hearts and our wiues heeles Leon. Wee 'll haue dancing afterward Bene. First of my vvord therfore play musick Prince thou art sad get thee a vvife get thee a vvife there is no staff more reuerend then one tipt with horn Enter Mes Messen My Lord your brother Iohn is tane in flight And brought with armed men backe to Messina Bene. Thinke not on him till to morrow I le deuise thee braue punishments for him strike vp Pipers Dance FINIS Loues Labour 's lost Actus primus Enter Ferdinand King of Nauarre Berowne Longauill and Dumane Ferdinand LEt Fame that all hunt after in their liues Liue registred vpon our brazen Tombes And then grace vs in the disgrace of death when spight of cormorant deuouring Time Th' endeuour of this present breath may buy That honour which shall bate his sythes keene edge And make vs heyres of all eternitie Therefore braue Conquerours for so you are That warre against your owne affections And the huge Armie of the worlds desires Our late edict shall strongly stand in force Nauar shall be the wonder of the world Our Court shall be a little Achademe Still and contemplatiue in liuing Art You three Berowne Dumaine and Longauill Haue sworne for three yeeres terme to liue with me My fellow Schollers and to keepe those statutes That are recorded in this scedule heere Your oathes are past and now subscribe your names That his
key With pompe with triumph and with reuelling Enter Egeus and his daughter Hermia Lysander and Demetrius Ege Happy be Theseus our renowned Duke The. Thanks good Egeus what 's the news with thee Ege Full of vexation come I with complaint Against my childe my daughter Hermia Stand forth Dometrius My Noble Lord This man hath my consent to marrie her Stand forth Lysander And my gracious Duke This man hath bewitch'd the bosome of my childe Thou thou Lysander thou hast giuen her rimes And interchang'd loue-tokens with my childe Thou hast by Moone-light at her window sung With faining voice verses of faining loue And stolne the impression of her fantasie With bracelets of thy haire rings gawdes conceits Knackes trifles Nose-gaies sweet meats messengers Of strong preuailment in vnhardned youth With cunning hast thou filch'd my daughters heart Turn'd her obedience which is due to me To stubborne harshnesse And my gracious Duke Be it so she will not heere before your Grace Consent to marrie with Demetrius I beg the ancient priuiledge of Athens As she is mine I may dispose of her Which shall be either to this Gentleman Or to her death according to our Law Immediately prouided in that case The. What say you Hermia be aduis'd faire Maide To you your Father should be as a God One that compos'd your beauties yea and one To whom you are but as a forme in waxe By him imprinted and within his power To leaue the figure or disfigure it Demetrius is a worthy Gentleman Her So is Lysander The. In himselfe he is But in this kinde wanting your fathers voyce The other must be held the worthier Her I would my father look'd but with my eyes The. Rather your eies must with his iudgment looke Her I do entreat your Grace to pardon me I know not by what power I am made bold Nor how it may concerne my modestie In such a presence heere to pleade my thoughts But I beseech your Grace that I may know The worst that may befall me in this case If I refuse to wed Demetrius The. Either to dye the death or to abiure For euer the society of men Therefore faire Hermia question your desires Know of your youth examine well your blood Whether if you yeeld not to your fathers choice You can endure the liuerie of a Nunne For aye to be in shady Cloister mew'd To liue a barren sister all your life Chanting faint hymnes to the cold fruitlesse Moone Thrice blessed they that master so their blood To vndergo such maiden pilgrimage But earthlier happie is the Rose distil'd Then that which withering on the virgin thorne Growes liues and dies in single blessednesse Her So will I grow so liue so die my Lord Ere I will yeeld my virgin Patent vp Vnto his Lordship whose vnwished yoake My soule consents not to giue soueraignty The. Take time to pause and by the next new Moon The sealing day betwixt my loue and me For euerlasting bond of fellowship Vpon that day either prepare to dye For disobedience to your fathers will Or else to wed Demetrius as hee would Or on Dianaes Altar to protest For aie austerity and single life Dem. Relent sweet Hermia and Lysander yeelde Thy crazed title to my certaine right Lys You haue her fathers loue Demetrius Let me haue Hermiaes do you marry him Egeus Scornfull Lysander true he hath my Loue And what is mine my loue shall render him And she is mine and all my right of her I do estate vnto Demetrius Lys I am my Lord as well deriu'd as he As well possest my loue is more then his My fortunes euery way as fairely ranck'd If not with vantage as Demetrius And which is more then all these boasts can be I am belou'd of beauteous Hermia Why should not I then prosecute my right Demetrius I le auouch it to his head Made loue to Nedars daughter Helena And won her soule and she sweet Ladie dotes Deuoutly dotes dotes in Idolatry Vpon this spotted and inconstant man The. I must confesse that I haue heard so much And with Demetrius thought to haue spoke thereof But being ouer-full of selfe-affaires My minde did lose it But Demetrius come And come Egeus you shall go with me I haue some priuate schooling for you both For you faire Hermia looke you arme your selfe To fit your fancies to your Fathers will Or else the Law of Athens yeelds you vp Which by no meanes we may extenuate To death or to a vow of single life Come my Hippolita what cheare my loue Demetrius and Egeus go along I must imploy you in some businesse Against our nuptiall and conferre with you Of something neerely that concernes your selues Ege With dutie and desire we follow you Exeunt Manet Lysander and Hermia Lys How now my loue Why is your cheek so pale How chance the Roses there do fade so fast Her Belike for want of raine which I could well Beteeme them from the tempest of mine eyes Lys For ought that euer I could reade Could euer heare by tale or historie The course of true loue neuer did run smooth But either it was different in blood Her O crosse too high to be enthral'd to loue Lys Or else misgraffed in respect of yeares Her O spight too old to be ingag'd to yong Lys Or else it stood vpon the choise of merit Her O hell to choose loue by anothers eie Lys Or if there were a simpathie in choise Warre death or sicknesse did lay siege to it Making it momentarie as a sound Swift as a shadow short as any dreame Briefe as the lightning in the collied night That in a spleene vnfolds both heauen and earth And ere a man hath power to say behold The iawes of darknesse do deuoure it vp So quicke bright things come to confusion Her If then true Louers haue beene euer crost It stands as an edict in destinie Then let vs teach our triall patience Because it is a customarie crosse As due to loue as thoughts and dreames and sighes Wishes and teares poore Fancies followers Lys A good perswasion therefore heare me Hermia I haue a Widdow Aunt a dowager Of great reuennew and she hath â—o childe From Athens is her house remouâ— seuen leagues And she respects me as her onely sonne There gentle Hermia may I marrie thee And to that place the sharpe Athenian Law Cannot pursue vs. If thou lou'st me then Steale forth thy fathers house to morrow night And in the wood a league without the towne Where I did meete thee once with Helena To do obseruance for a morne of May There will I stay for thee Her My good Lysander I sweare to thee by Cupids strongest bow By his best arrow with the golden head By the simplicitie of Venus Doues By that which knitteth soules and prospers loue And by that fire which burn'd the Carthage Queene When the false Troyan vnder saile was seene By all the vowes that euer men haue broke In number more
not neere our Fairy Queene Philomele with melodie Sing in your sweet Lullaby Lulla lulla lullaby lulla lulla lullaby Neuer harme nor spell nor charme Come our louely Lady nye So good night with Lullaby 2. Fairy Weauing Spiders come not heere Hence you long leg'd Spinners hence Beetles blacke approach not neere Worme nor Snayle doe no offence Philomele with melody c. 1. Fairy Hence away now all is well One aloofe stand Centinell Shee sleepes Enter Oberon Ober. What thou seest when thou dost wake Doe it for thy true Loue take Loue and languish for his sake Be it Ounce or Catte or Beare Pard or Boare with bristled haire In thy eye that shall appeare When thou wak'st it is thy deare Wake when some vile thing is neere Enter Lisander and Hermia Lis Faire loue you faint with wandring in y e woods And to speake troth I haue forgot our way Wee 'll rest vs Hermia if you thinke it good And tarry for the comfort of the day Her Be it so Lysander finde you out a bed For I vpon this banke will rest my head Lys One turfe shall serue as pillow for vs both One heart one bed two bosomes and one troth Her Nay good Lysander for my sake my deere Lie further off yet doe not lie so neere Lys O take the sence sweet of my innocence Loue takes the meaning in loues conference I meane that my heart vnto yours is knit So that but one heart can you make of it Two bosomes interchanged with an oath So then two bosomes and a single troth Then by your side no bed-roome me deny For lying so Hermia I doe not lye Her Lysander riddles very prettily Now much beshrew my manners and my pride If Hermia meant to say Lysander lied But gentle friend for loue and courtesie Lie further off in humane modesty Such separation as may well be said Becomes a vertuous batchelour and a maide So farre be distant and good night sweet friend Thy loue nere alter till thy sweet life end Lys Amen amen to that faire prayer say I And then end life when I end loyalty Heere is my bed sleepe giue thee all his rest Her With halfe that wish the wishers eyes be prest Enter Pucke They sleepe Puck Through the Forrest haue I gone But Athenian finde I none One whose eyes I might approue This flowers force in stirring loue Night and silence who is heere Weedes of Athens he doth weare This is he my master said Despised the Athenian maide And heere the maiden sleeping sound On the danke and durty ground Pretty soule she durst not lye Neere this lacke-loue this kill-curtesie Churle vpon thy eyes I throw All the power this charme doth owe When thou wak'st let loue forbid Sleepe his seate on thy eye-lid So awake when I am gone For I must now to Oberon Exit Enter Demetrius and Helena running Hel. Stay though thou kill me sweete Demetrius De. I charge thee hence and do not haunt me thus Hel. O wilt thou darkling leaue me do not so De. Stay on thy perill I alone will goe Exit Demetrius Hel. O I am out of breath in this fond chace The more my prayer the lesser is my grace Happy is Hermia wheresoere she lies For she hath blessed and attractiue eyes How came her eyes so bright Not with salt teares If so my eyes are oftner washt then hers No no I am as vgly as a Beare For beasts that meete me runne away for feare Therefore no maruaile though Demetrius Doe as a monster flie my presence thus What wicked and dissembling glasse of mine Made me compare with Hermias sphery eyne But who is here Lysander on the ground Deade or asleepe I see no bloud no wound Lysander if you liue good sir awake Lys And run through fire I will for thy sweet sake Transparent Helena nature her shewes art That through thy bosome makes me see thy heart Where is Demetrius oh how fit a word Is that vile name to perish on my sword Hel. Do not say so Lysander say not so What though he loue your Hermia Lord what though Yet Hermia still loues you then be content Lys Content with Hermia No I do repent The tedious minutes I with her haue spent Not Hermia but Helena now I loue Who will not change a Rauen for a Doue The will of man is by his reason sway'd And reason saies you are the worthier Maide Things growing are not ripe vntill their season So I being yong till now ripe not to reason And touching now the point of humane skill Reason becomes the Marshall to my will And leades me to your eyes where I orelooke Loues stories written in Loues richest booke Hel. Wherefore was I to this keene mockery borne When at your hands did I deserue this scorne I st not enough i st not enough yong man That I did neuer no nor neuer can Deserue a sweete looke from Demetrius eye But you must flout my insufficiency Good troth you do me wrong good-sooth you do In such disdainfull manner me to wooe But fare you well perforce I must confesse I thought you Lord of more true gentlenesse Oh that a Lady of one man refus'd Should of another therefore be abus'd Exit Lys She sees not Hermia Hermia sleepe thou there And neuer maist thou come Lysander neere For as a surfeit of the sweetest things The deepest loathing to the stomacke brings Or as the heresies that men do leaue Are hated most of those that did deceiue So thou my surfeit and my heresie Of all be hated but the most of me And all my powers addresse your loue and might To honour Helen and to be her Knight Exit Her Helpe me Lysander helpe me do thy best To plucke this crawling serpent from my brest Aye me for pitty what a dreame was here Lysander looke how I do quake with feare Me-thought a serpent eate my heart away And yet sat smiling at his cruell prey Lysander what remoou'd Lysander Lord What out of hearing gone No sound no word Alacke where are you speake and if you heare Speake of all loues I sound almost with feare No then I well perceiue you are not nye Either death or you I le finde immediately Exit Actus Tertius Enter the Clownes Bot. Are we all met Quin. Pat pat and here 's a maruailous conuenient place for our rehearsall This greene plot shall be our stage this hauthorne brake our tyring house and we will do it in action as we will do it before the Duke Bot. Peter quince Peter What saist thou bully Bottome Bot. There are things in this Comedy of Piramus and Thisby that will neuer please First Piraemus must draw a sword to kill himselfe which the Ladies cannot abide How answere you that Snout Berlaken a parlous feare Star I beleeue we must leaue the killing out when all is done Bot. Not a whit I haue a deuice to make all well Write me a Prologue and set the Prologue seeme to
more When truth kils truth O diuelish holy fâ—ay These vowes are Hermias Will you giue her ore Weigh oath with oath and you will nothing weigh Your vowes to her and me put in two scales Will euen weigh and both as light as tales Lys I had no iudgement when to her I swore Hel. Nor none in my minde now you giue her ore Lys Demetrius loues her and he loues not you Awa Dem. O Helen goddesse nimph perfect diuine To what my loue shall I compare thine eyne Christall is muddy O how ripe in show Thy lips those kissing cherries tempting grow That pure congealed white high Taurus snow Fan'd with the Easterne winde turnes to a crow When thou holdst vp thy hand O let me kisse This Princesse of pure white this seale of blisse Hell O spight O hell I see you are all bent To set against me for your merriment If you were ciuill and knew curtesie You would not doe me thus much iniury Can you not hate me as I know you doe But you must ioyne in soules to mocke me to If you are men as men you are in show You would not vse a gentle Lady so To vow and sweare and superpraise my parts When I am sure you hate me with your hearts You both are Riuals and loue Hermia And now both Râ—uals to mocke Helena A trim exploit a manly enterprize To coniure teares vp in a poore maids eyes With your derision none of noble sort Would so offend a Virgin and extort A poore soules patience all to make you sport Lysa You are vnkind Demetrius be not so For you loue Hermia this you know I know And here with all good will with all my heart In Hermias loue I yeeld you vp my part And yours of Helena to me bequeath Whom I do loue and will do to my death Hel. Neuer did mockers wast more idle breth Dem. Lysander keep thy Hermia I will none If ere I lou'd her all that loue is gone My heart to her but as guest-wise soiourn'd And now to Helen it is home return'd There to remaine Lys It is not so De. Disparage not the faith thou dost not know Lest to thy perill thou abide it deare Looke where thy Loue comes yonder is thy deare Enter Hermia Her Dark night that from the eye his function takes The eare more quicke of apprehension makes Wherein it doth impaire the seeing sense It paies the hearing double recompence Thou art not by mine eye Lysander found Mine eare I thanke it brought me to that sound But why vnkindly didst thou leaue me so Lysan Why should hee stay whom Loue doth presse to go Her What loue could presse Lysander from my side Lys Lysanders loue that would not let him bide Faire Helena who more engilds the night Then all you fierie oes and eies of light Why seek'st thou me Could not this make thee know The hate I bare thee made me leaue thee so Her You speake not as you thinke it cannot be Hel. Loe she is one of this confederacy Now I perceiue they haue conioyn'd all three To fashion this false sport in spight of me Iniurious Hermia most vngratefull maid Haue you conspir'd haue you with these contriu'd To baite me with this foule derision Is all the counsell that we two haue shar'd The sisters vowes the houres that we haue spent When wee haue chid the hasty footed time For parting vs O is all forgot All schooledaies friendship child-hood innocence We Hermia like two Artificiall gods Haue with our needles created both one flower Both on one sampler sitting on one cushion Both warbling of one song both in one key As if our hands our sides voices and mindes Had beene incorporate So we grew together Like to a double cherry seeming parted But yet a vnion in partition Two louely berries molded on one stem So with two seeming bodies but one heart Two of the first life coats in Heraldry Due but to one and crowned with one crest And will you rent our ancient loue asunder To ioyne with men in scorning your poore friend It is not friendly 't is not maidenly Our sexe as well as I may chide you for it Though I alone doe feele the iniurie Her I am amazed at your passionate words I scorne you not It seemes that you scorne me Hel. Haue you not set Lysander as in scorne To follow me and praise my eies and face And made your other loue Demetrius Who euen but now did spurne me with his foote To call me goddesse nimph diuine and rare Precious celestiall Wherefore speakes he this To her he hates And wherefore doth Lysander Denie your loue so rich within his soule And tender me forsooth affection But by your setting on by your consent What though I be not so in grace as you So hung vpon with loue so fortunate But miserable most to loue vnlou'd This you should pittie rather then despise Her I vnderstand not what you meane by this Hel. I doe perseuer counterfeit sad lookes Make mouthes vpon me when I turne my backe Winke each at other hold the sweete iest vp This sport well carried shall be chronicled If you haue any pittie grace or manners You would not make me such an argument But fare ye well 't is partly mine owne fault Which death or absence soone shall remedie Lys Stay gentle Helena heare my excuse My loue my life my soule faire Helena Hel. O excellent Her Sweete do not scorne her so Dem. If she cannot entreate I can compell Lys Thou canst compell no more then she entreate Thy threats haue no more strength then her weak praise Helen I loue thee by my life I doe I sweare by that which I will lose for thee To proue him false thaâ— saies I loue thee not Dem. I say I loue thee more then he can do Lys If thou say so with-draw and proue it too Dem. Quick come Her Lysander whereto tends all this Lys Away you Ethiope Dem. No no Sir seeme to breake loose Take on as you would follow But yet come not you are a tame man go Lys Hang off thou cat thou but vile thing let loose Or I will shake thee from me like a serpent Her Why are you growne so rude What change is this sweete Loue Lys Thy loue out tawny Tartar out Out loathed medicine O hated poison hence Her Do you not iest Hel. Yes sooth and so do you Lys Demetrius I will keepe my word with thee Dem. I would I had your bond for I perceiue A weake bond holds you I le not trust your word Lys What should I hâ—t her strike her kill her dead Although I hate her I le not harme her so Her What can you do me greater harme then hate Hate me wherefore O me what newes my Loue Am not I Hermia Are not you Lysander I am as faire now as I was ere while Since night you lou'd me yet since night you left me Why then you left me O the
Shy What what what ill lucke ill lucke Tub. Hath an Argosie cast away comming from Tripolis Shy I thanke God I thanke God is it true is it true Tub. I spoke with some of the Saylers that escaped the wracke Shy I thanke thee good Tuball good newes good newes ha ha here in Genowa Tub. Your daughter spent in Genowa as I heard one night fourescore ducats Shy Thou stick'st a dagger in me I shall neuer see my gold againe fourescore ducats at asitting fourescore ducats Tub. There came diuers of Anthonios creditors in my company to Venice that sweare hee cannot choose but breake Shy I am very glad of it I le plague him I le torture him I am glad of it Tub. One of them shewed me a ring that hee had of your daughter for a Monkie Shy Out vpon her thou torturest me Tuball it was my Turkies I had it of Leah when I was a Batcheler I would not haue giuen it for a wildernesse of Monkies Tub. But Anthonio is certainely vndone Shy Nay that 's true that 's very true goe Tuball fee me an Officer bespeake him a fortnight before I will haue the heart of him if he forfeit for were he out of Venice I can make what merchandize I will goe Tuball and meete me at our Sinagogue goe good Tuball at our Sinagogue Tuball Exeunt Enter Bassanio Portia Gratiano and all their traine Por. I pray you tarrie pause a day or two Before you hazard for in choosing wrong I loose your companie therefore forbeare a while There 's something tels me but it is not loue I would not loose you and you know your selfe Hate counsailes not in such a quallitie But least you should not vnderstand me well And yet a maiden hath no tongue but thought I would detaine you here some month or two Before you venture for me I could teach you How to choose right but then I am forsworne So will I neuer be so may you misse me But if you doe you le make me wish a sinne That I had beene forsworne Beshrow your eyes They haue ore-lookt me and deuided me One halfe of me is yours the other halfe yours Mine owne I would say but of mine then yours And so all yours O these naughtie times Puts bars betweene the owners and their rights And so though yours not yours proue it so Let Fortune goe to hell for it not I. I speake too long but 't is to peize the time To ich it and to draw it out in length To stay you from election Bass Let me choose For as I am I liue vpon the racke Por. Vpon the racke Bassanio then confesse What treason there is mingled with your loue Bass None but that vglie treason of mistrust Which makes me feare the enioying of my loue There may as well be amitie and life 'Tweene snow and fire as treason and my loue Por. I but I feare you speake vpon the racke Where men enforced doth speake any thing Bass Promise me life and I le confesse the truth Por. Well then confesse and liue Bass Confesse and loue Had beene the verie sum of my confession O happie torment when my torturer Doth teach me answers for deliuerance But let me to my fortune and the caskets Por. Away then I am lockt in one of them If you doe loue me you will finde me out Nerryssa and the rest stand all aloose Let musicke sound while he doth make his choise Then if he loose he makes a Swan-like end Fading in musique That the comparison May stand more proper my eye shall be the streame And watrie death-bed for him he may win And what is musique than Than musique is Euen as the flourish when true subiects howe To a new crowned Monarch Such it is As are those dulcet sounds in breake of day That creepe into the dreaming bride-groomes eare And summon him to marriage Now he goes With no lesse presence but with much more loue Then yong Alcides when he did redeeme The virgine tribute paied by howling Troy To the Sea-monster I stand for sacrifice The rest aloofe are the Dardanian wiues With bleared visages come forth to view The issue of th' exploit Goe Hercules Liue thou I liue with much more dismay I view the fight then thou that mak'st the fray Here Musicke A Song the whilst Bassanio comments on the Caskets to himselfe Tell me where is fancie bred Or in the heart or in the head How begot how nourished Replie replie It is engendred in the eyes With gazing fed and Fancie dies In the cradle where it lies Let vs all ring Fancies knell I le begin it Ding dong bell All. Ding dong bell Bass So may the outward showes be least themselues The world is still deceiu'd with ornament In Law what Plea so tanted and corrupt But being season'd with a gracious voice Obscures the show of euill In Religion What damned error but some sober brow Will blesse it and approue it with a text Hiding the grosenesse with faire ornament There is no voice so simple but assumes Some marke of vertue on his outward parts How manie cowards whose hearts are all as false As stayers of sand weare yet vpon their chins The beards of Hercules and frowning Mars Who inward searcht haue lyuers white as milke And these assume but valors excrement To render them redoubted Looke on beautie And you shall see 't is purchast by the weight Which therein workes a miracle in nature Making them lightest that weare most of it So are those crisped snakie golden locks Which makes such wanton gambols with the winde Vpon supposed fairenesse often knowne To be the dowrie of a second head The scull that bred them in the Sepulcher Thus ornament is but the guiled shore To a most dangerous sea the beautious scarfe Vailing an Indian beautie In a word The seeming truth which cunning times put on To intrap the wisest Therefore then thou gaudie gold Hard food for Midas I will none of thee Nor none of thee thou pale and common drudge 'Tweene man and man but thou thou meager lead Which rather threatnest then dost promise ought Thy palenesse moues me more then eloquence And here choose I ioy be the consequence Por. How all the other passions fleet to ayre As doubtfull thoughts and rash imbrac'd despaire And shuddring feare and greene-eyed iealousie O loue be moderate allay thy extasie In measure raine thy ioy scant this excesse I feele too much thy blessing make it lesse For feare I surfeit Bas What finde I here Faire Portias counterfeit What demie God Hath come so neere creation moue these eies Or whether riding on the bals of mine Seeme they in motion Here are seuer'd lips Parted with suger breath so sweet a barre Should sunder such sweet friends here in her haires The Painter plaies the Spider and hath wouen A golden mesh t' intrap the hearts of men Faster then gnats in cobwebs but her eies How could he see to doe them hauing made one
takes 'T is mightiest in the mightiest it becomes The throned Monarch better then his Crowne His Scepter shewes the force of temporall power The attribute to awe and Maiestie Wherein doth sit the dread and feare of Kings But mercy is aboue this sceptred sway It is enthroned in the hearts of Kings It is an attribute to God himselfe And earthly power doth then shew likest Gods When mercie seasons Iustice Therefore Iew Though Iustice be thy plea consider this That in the course of Iustice none of vs Should see saluation we do pray for mercie And that same prayer doth teach vs all to render The deeds of mercie I haue spoke thus much To mittigate the iustice of thy plea Which if thou follow this strict course of Venice Must needes giue sentence ' gainst the Merchant there Shy My deeds vpon my head I craue the Law The penaltie and forfeite of my bond Por. Is he not able to discharge the money Bas Yes heere I tender it for him in the Court Yea twice the summe if that will not suffice I will be bound to pay it ten times ore On forfeit of my hands my head my heart If this will not suffice it must appeare That malice beares downe truth And I beseech you Wrest once the Law to your authority To do a great right do a little wrong And curbe this cruell diuell of his will Por. It must not be there is no power in Venice Can alter a decree established 'T will be recorded for a President And many an error by the same example Will rush into the state It cannot be Iew. A Daniel come to iudgement yea a Daniel O wise young Iudge how do I honour thee Por. I pray you let me looke vpon the bond Iew. Heere 't is most reuerend Doctor heere it is Por. Shylocke there 's thrice thy monie offered thee Shy An oath an oath I haue an oath in heauen Shall I lay periurie vpon my soule No not for Venice Por. Why this bond is forfeit And lawfully by this the Iew may claime A pound of flesh to be by him cut off Neerest the Merchants heart be mercifull Take thrice thy money bid me teare the bond Iew. When it is paid according to the tenure It doth appeare you are a worthy Iudge you know the Law your exposition Hath beene most sound I charge you by the Law Whereof you are a well-deseruing pillar Proceede to iudgement By my soule I sweare There is no power in the tongue of man To alter me I stay heere on my bond An. Most heartily I do beseech the Court To giue the iudgement Por. Why then thus it is you must prepare your bosome for his knife Iew. O noble Iudge O excellent yong man Por. For the intent and purpose of the Law Hath full relation to the penaltie Which heere appeareth due vpon the bond Iew. 'T is verie true O wise and vpright Iudge How much more elder art thou then thy lookes Por. Therefore lay bare your bosome Iew. I his brest So sayes the bond doth it not noble Iudge Neerest his heart those are the very words Por. It is so Are there ballance heere to weigh the flesh Iew. I haue them ready Por. Haue by some Surgeon Shylock on your charge To stop his wounds least he should bleede to death Iew. It is not nominated in the bond Por. It is not so exprest but what of that 'T were good you do so much for charitie Iew. I cannot finde it 't is not in the bond Por. Come Merchant haue you any thing to say Ant. But little I am arm'd and well prepar'd Giue me your hand Bassanio fare you well Greeue not that I am falne to this for you For heerein fortune shewes her selfe more kinde Then is her custome It is still her vse To let the wretched man out-liue his wealth To view with hollow eye and wrinkled brow An age of pouerty From which lingring penance Of such miserie doth she cut me off Commend me to your honourable Wife Tell her the processe of Anthonio's end Say how I lou'd you speake me faire in death And when the tale is told bid her be iudge Whether Bassanio had not once a Loue Repent not you that you shall loose your friend And he repents not that he payes your debt For if the Iew do cut but deepe enough I le pay it instantly with all my heart Bas Anthonio I am married to a wife Which is as deere to me as life it selfe But life it selfe my wife and all the world Are not with me esteem'd aboue thy life I would loose all I sacrifice them all Heere to this deuill to deliuer you Por. Your wife would giue you little thanks for that If she were by to heare you make the offer Gra. I haue a wife whom I protest I loue I would she were in heauen so she could Intreat some power to change this currish Iew. Ner. 'T is well you offer it behinde her backe The wish would make else an vnquiet house Iew. These be the Christian husbands I haue a daughter Would any of the stocke of Barrabas Had beene her husband rather then a Christian We trifle time I pray thee pursue sentence Por. A pound of that same marchants flesh is thine The Court awards it and the law doth giue it Iew. Most rightfull Iudge Por. And you must cut this flesh from off his breast The Law allowes it and the Court awards it Iew. Most learned Iudge a sentence come prepare Por. Tarry a little there is something else This bond doth giue thee heere no iot of bloud The words expresly are a pound of flesh Then take thy bond take thou thy pound of flesh But in the cutting it if thou dost shed One drop of Christian bloud thy lands and goods Are by the Lawes of Venice confiscate Vnto the state of Venice Gra. O vpright Iudge Marke Iew ô learned Iudge Shy Is that the law Por. Thy selfe shalt see the Act For as thou vrgest iustice be assur'd Thou shalt haue iustice more then thou desirest Gra. O learned Iudge mark Iew a learned Iudge Iew. I take this offer then pay the bond thrice And let the Christian goe Bass Heere is the money Por. Soft the Iew shall haue all iustice soft no haste He shall haue nothing but the penalty Gra. O Iew an vpright Iudge a learned Iudge Por. Therefore prepare thee to cut off the flesh Shed thou no bloud nor cut thou lesse nor more But iust a pound of flesh if thou tak'st more Or lesse then a iust pound be it so much As makes it light or heauy in the substance Or the deuision of the twentieth part Of one poore scruple nay if the scale doe turne But in the estimation of a hayre Thou diest and all thy goods are confiscate Gra A second Daniel a Daniel Iew Now infidell I haue thee on the hip Por. Why doth the Iew pause take thy forfeiture Shy Giue me my principall and
Duke And here detain'd by her vsurping Vncle To keepe his daughter companie whose loues Are deerer then the naturall bond of Sisters But I can tell you that of late this Duke Hath tane displeasure ' gainst his gentle Neece Grounded vpon no other argument But that the people praise her for her vertues And pittie her for her good Fathers sake And on my life his malice ' gainst the Lady Will sodainly breake forth Sir fare you well Hereafter in a better world then this I shall desire more loue and knowledge of you Orl. I rest much bounden to you fare you well Thus must I from the smoake into the smother From tyrant Duke vnto a tyrant Brother But heauenly Rosaline Exit Scena Tertius Enter Celia and Rosaline Cel. Why Cosen why Rosaline Cupid haue mercie Not a word Ros Not one to throw at a dog Cel. No thy words are too precious to be cast away vpon curs throw some of them at me come lame mee with reasons Ros Then there were two Cosens laid vp when the one should be lam'd with reasons and the other mad without any Cel. But is all this for your Father Ros No some of it is for my childes Father Oh how full of briers is this working day world Cel. They are but burs Cosen throwne vpon thee in holiday foolerie if we walke not in the trodden paths our very petty-coates will catch them Ros I could shake them off my coate these burs are in my heart Cel. Hem them away Ros I would try if I could cry hem and haue him Cel. Come come wrastle with thy affections Ros O they take the part of a better wrastler then my selfe Cel. O a good wish vpon you you will trie in time in dispight of a fall but turning these iests out of seruice let vs talke in good earnest Is it possible on such a sodaine you should fall into so strong a liking with old Sir Roulands yongest sonne Ros The Duke my Father lou'd his Father deerelie Cel. Doth it therefore ensue that you should loue his Sonne deerelie By this kinde of chase I should hate him for my father hated his father deerely yet I hate not Orlando Ros No faith hate him not for my sake Cel. Why should I not doth he not deserue well Enter Duke with Lords Ros Let me loue him for that and do you loue him Because I doe Looke here comes the Duke Cel. With his eies full of anger Duk. Mistris dispatch you with your safest haste And get you from our Court. Ros Me Vncle. Duk. You Cosen Within these ten daies if that thou beest found So neere our publike Court as twentie miles Thou diest sor it Ros I doe beseech your Grace Let me the knowledge of my fault beare with me If with my selfe I hold intelligence Or haue acquaintance with mine owne desires If that I doe not dreame or be not franticke As I doe trust I am not then deere Vncle Neuer so much as in a thought vnborne Did I offend your highnesse Duk. Thus doe all Traitors If their purgation did consist in words They are as innocent as grace it selfe Let it suffice thee that I trust thee not Ros Yet your mistrust cannot make me a Traitor Tell me whereon the likelihoods depends Duk. Thou art thy Fathers daughter there 's enough Ros So was I when your highnes took his Dukdome So was I when your highnesse banisht him Treason is not inherited my Lord Or if we did deriue it from our friends What 's that to me my Father was no Traitor Then good my Leige mistake me not so much To thinke my pouertie is treacherous Cel. Deere Soueraigne heare me speake Duk. I Celia we staid her for your sake Else had she with her Father rang'd along Cel. I did not then intreat to haue her stay It was your pleasure and your owne remorse I was too yong that time to value her But now I know her if she be a Traitor Why so am I we still haue slept together Rose at an instant learn'd plaid eate together And wheresoere we went like Iunos Swans Still we went coupled and inseperable Duk. She is too subtile for thee and her smoothnes Her verie silence and per patience Speake to the people and they pittie her Thou art a foole she robs thee of thy name And thou wilt show more bright seem more vertuous When she is gone then open not thy lips Firme and irreuocable is my doombe Which I haue past vpon her she is banish'd Cel. Pronounce that sentence then on me my Leige I cannot liue out of her companie Duk. You are a foole you Neice prouide your selfe If you out-stay the time vpon mine honor And in the greatnesse of my word you die Exit Duke c. Cel. O my poore Rosaline whether wilt thou goe Wilt thou change Fathers I will giue thee mine I charge thee be not thou more grieu'd then I am Ros I haue more cause Cel. Thou hast not Cosen Prethee be cheerefull know'st thou not the Duke Hath banish'd me his daughter Ros That he hath not Cel. No hath not Rosaline lacks then the loue Which teacheth thee that thou and I am one Shall we be sundred shall we part sweete girle No let my Father seeke another heire Therefore deuise with me how we may flie Whether to goe and what to beare with vs And doe not seeke to take your change vpon you To beare your griefes your selfe and leaue me out For by this heauen now at our sorrowes pale Say what thou canst I le goe along with thee Ros Why whether shall we goe Cel. To seeke my Vncle in the Forrest of Arden Ros Alas what danger will it be to vs Maides as we are to trauell forth so farre Beautie prouoketh theeues sooner then gold Cel. I le put my selfe in poore and meane attire And with a kinde of vmber smirch my face The like doe you so shall we passe along And neuer stir assailants Ros Were it not better Because that I am more then common tall That I did suite me all points like a man A gallant curtelax vpon my thigh A bore-speare in my hand and in my heart Lye there what hidden womans feare there will Wee le haue a swashing and a marshall outside As manie other mannish cowards haue That doe outface it with their semblances Cel. What shall I call thee when thou art a man Ros I le haue no worse a name then Ioues owne Page And therefore looke you call me Ganimed But what will you by call'd Cel. Something that hath a reference to my state No longer Celia but Aliena Ros But Cosen what if we assaid to steale The clownish Foole out of your Fathers Court Would he not be a comfort to our trauaile Cel. Hee le goe along ore the wide world with me Leaue me alone to woe him Let 's away And get our Iewels and our wealth together Deuise the fittest time and
Pardon me I pray you I thought that all things had bin sauage heere And therefore put I on the countenance Of sterne command'ment But what ere you are That in this desert inaccessible Vnder the shade of melancholly boughes Loose and neglect the creeping houres of time If euer you haue look'd on better dayes If euer beene where bels haue knoll'd to Church If euer sate at any good mans feast If euer from your eye-lids wip'd a teare And know what 't is to pittie and be pittied Let gentlenesse my strong enforcement be In the which hope I blush and hide my Sword Du. Sen. True is it that we haue seene better dayes And haue with holy bell bin knowld to Church And sat at good mens feasts and wip'd our eies Of drops that sacred pity hath engendred And therefore sit you downe in gentlenesse And take vpon command what helpe we haue That to your wanting may be ministred Orl. Then but forbeare your food a little while Whiles like a Doe I go to finde my Fawne And giue it food There is an old poore man Who after me hath many a weary steppe Limpt in pure loue till he be first suffic'd Opprest with two weake euils age and hunger I will not touch a bit Duke Sen. Go finde him out And we will nothing waste till you returne Orl. I thanke ye and be blest for your good comfort Du Sen. Thou seest we are not all alone vnhappie This wide and vniuersall Theater Presents more wofull Pageants then the Sceane Wherein we play in Ia. All the world 's a stage And all the men and women meerely Players They haue their Exits and their Entrances And one man in his time playes many parts His Acts being seuen ages At first the Infant Mewling and puking in the Nurses armes Then the whining Schoole-boy with his Satchell And shining morning face creeping like snaile Vnwillingly to schoole And then the Louer Sighing like Furnace with a wofull ballad Made to his Mistresse eye-brow Then a Soldier Full of strange oaths and bearded like the Pard Ielous in honor sodaine and quicke in quarrell Seeking the bubble Reputation Euen in the Canons mouth And then the Iustice In faire round belly with good Capon lin'd With eyes seuere and beard of formall cut Full of wise sawes and moderne instances And so he playes his part The sixt age shifts Into the leane and slipper'd Pantaloone With spectacles on nose and pouch on side His youthfull hose well sau'd a world too wide For his shrunke shanke and his bigge manly voice Turning againe toward childish trebble pipes And whistles in his sound Last Scene of all That ends this strange euentfull historie Is second childishnesse and meere obliuion Sans teeth sans eyes sans taste sans euery thing Enter Orlando with Adam Du Sen. Welcome set downe your venerable burthen and let him feede Orl. I thanke you most for him Ad. So had you neede I scarce can speake to thanke you for my selfe Du. Sen. Welcome fall too I wil not trouble you As yet to question you about your fortunes Giue vs some Musicke and good Cozen sing Song Blow blow thou winter windâ— Thou art not so vnkinde as mans ingratitude Thy tooth is not so keene because thou art not seene although thy breath be rude Heigh ho sing heigh ho vnto the greene holly Most frendship is fayning most Louing meere folly The heigh ho the holly This Life is most iolly Freize freize thou bitter skie that dost not bight so nigh as benefitts forgot Though thou the waters warpe thy sting is not so sharpe as freind remembred not Heigh ho sing c. Duke Sen. If that you were the good Sir Rowlands son As you haue whisper'd faithfully you were And as mine eye doth his effigies witnesse Most truly limn'd and liuing in your face Be truly welcome hither I am the Duke That lou'd your Father the residue of your fortune Go to my Caue and tell mee Good old man Thou art right welcome as thy masters is Support him by the arme giue me your hand And let me all your fortunes vnderstand Exeunt Actus Tertius Scena Prima Enter Duke Lords Oliuer Du. Not see him since Sir sir that cannot be But were I not the better part made mercie I should not seeke an absent argument Of my reuenge thou present but looke to it Finde out thy brother wheresoere he is Seeke him with Candle bring him dead or liuing Within this tweluemonth or turne thou no more To seeke a liuing in our Territorie Thy Lands and all things that thou dost call thine Worth seizure do we seize into our hands Till thou canst quit thee by thy brothers mouth Of what we thinke against thee Ol. Oh that your Highnesse knew my heart in this I neuer lou'd my brother in my life Duke More villaine thou Well push him out of dores And let my officers of such a nature Make an extent vpon his house and Lands Do this expediently and turne him going Exeunt Scena Secunda Enter Orlando Orl. Hang there my verse in witnesse of my loue And thou thrice crowned Queene of night suruey With thy chaste eye from thy pale spheare aboue Thy Huntresse name that my full life doth sway O Rosalind these Trees shall be my Bookes And in their barkes my thoughts I le charracter That euerie eye which in this Forrest lookes Shall see thy vertue witnest euery where Run run Orlando carue on euery Tree The faire the chaste and vnexpressiue shee Exit Enter Corin Clowne Co. And how like you this shepherds life M r Touchstone Clow. Truely Shepheard in respect of it selfe it is a good life but in respect that it is a shepheards life it is naught In respect that it is solitary I like it verie well but in respect that it is priuate it is a very vild life Now in respect it is in the fields it pleaseth mee well but in respect it is not in the Court it is tedious As it is a spare life looke you it fits my humor well but as there is no more plentie in it it goes much against my stomacke Has't any Philosophie in thee shepheard Cor. No more but that I know the more one sickens the worse at ease he is and that hee that wants money meanes and content is without three good frends That the propertie of raine is to wet and fire to burne That pood pasture makes fat sheepe and that a great cause of the night is lacke of the Sunne That hee that hath learned no wit by Nature nor Art may complaine of good breeding or comes of a very dull kindred Clo. Such a one is a naturall Philosopher Was 't euer in Court Shepheard Cor. No truly Clo. Then thou art damn'd Cor. Nay I hope Clo. Truly thou art damn'd like an ill roasted Egge all on one side Cor. For not being at Court your reason Clo. Why if thou neuer was 't at Court thou neuer saw'st good manners if
haue some goodly Iest in hand She will not come she bids you come to her Petr. Worse and worse she will not come Oh vilde intollerable not to be indur'd Sirra Grumio goe to your Mistris Say I command her come to me Exit Hor. I know her answere Pet. What Hor. She will not Petr. The fouler fortune mine and there an end Enter Katerina Bap. Now by my hollidam here comes Katerina Kat. What is your will sir that you send for me Petr. Where is your sister and Hortensios wife Kate. They sit conferring by the Parler fire Petr. Goe fetch them hither if they denie to come Swinge me them soundly forth vnto their husbands Away I say and bring them hither straight Luc. Here is a wonder if you talke of a wonder Hor. And so it is I wonder what it boads Petr. Marrie peace it boads and loue and quiet life An awfull rule and right supremicie And to be short what not that 's sweete and happie Bap. Now faire befall thee good Petruchio The wager thou hast won and I will adde Vnto their losses twentie thousand crownes Another dowrie to another daughter For she is chang'd as she had neuer bin Petr. Nay I will win my wager better yet And show more signe of her obedience Her new built vertue and obedience Enter Kate Bianca and Widdow See where she comes and brings your froward Wiues As prisoners to her womanlie perswasion Katerine that Cap of yours becomes you not Off with that bable throw it vnderfoote Wid. Lord let me neuer haue a cause to sigh Till I be brought to such a sillie passe Bian. Fie what a foolish dutie call you this Luc. I would your dutie were as foolish too The wisdome of your dutie faire Bianca Hath cost me fiue hundred crownes since supper time Bian. The more foole you for laying on my dutie Pet. Katherine I charge thee tell these head-strong women what dutie they doe owe their Lords and husbands Wid. Come come your mocking we will haue no telling Pet. Come on I say and first begin with her Wid. She shall not Pet. I say she shall and first begin with her Kate. Fie fie vnknit that thretaning vnkinde brow And dart not scornefull glances from those eies To wound thy Lord thy King thy Gouernour It blots thy beautie as frosts doe bite the Meads Confounds thy fame as whirlewinds shake faire budds And in no sence is meete or amiable A woman mou'd is like a fountaine troubled Muddie ill seeming thicke hereft of beautie And while it is so none so dry or thirstie Will daigne to sip or touch one drop of it Thy husband is thy Lord thy life thy keeper Thy head thy soueraigne One that cares for thee And for thy maintenance Commits his body To painfull labour both by sea and land To watch the night in stormes the day in cold Whil'st thou ly'st warme at home secure and safe And craues no other tribute at thy hands But loue faire lookes and true obedience Too little payment for so great a debt Such dutie as the subiect owes the Prince Euen such a woman oweth to her husband And when she is froward peeuish sullen sowre And not obedient to his honest will What is she but a foule contending Rebell And gracelesse Traitor to her louing Lord I am asham'd that women are so simple To offer warre where they should kneele for peace Or seeke for rule supremacie and sway When they are bound to serue loue and obay Why are our bodies soft and weake and smooth Vnapt to toyle and trouble in the world But that our soft conditions and our harts Should well agree with our externall parts Come come you froward and vnable wormes My minde hath bin as bigge as one of yours My heart as great my reason haplie more To bandie word for word and frowne for frowne But now I see our Launces are but strawes Our strength as weake our weakenesse past compare That seeming to be most which we indeed least are Then vale your stomackes for it is no boote And place your hands below your husbands foote In token of which dutie if he please My hand is readie may it do him ease Pet. Why there 's a wench Come on and kisse mee Kate. Luc. Well go thy waies olde Lad for thou shalt ha 't Vin. T is a good hearing when children are toward Luc. But a harsh hearing when women are froward Pet. Come Kate weee'le to bed We three are married but you two are sped 'T was I wonne the wager though you hit the white And being a winner God giue you good night Exit Petruchio Horten. Now goe thy wayes thou hast tam'd a curst Shrow Luc. T is a wonder by your leaue she wil be tam'd so FINIS ALL' 's Well that Ends Well Actus primus Scoena Prima Enter yong Bertram Count of Rossillion his Mother and Helena Lord Lafew all in blacke Mother IN deliuering my sonne from me I burie a second husband Ros And I in going Madam weep ore my fathers death anew but I must attend his maiesties command to whom I am now in Ward euermore in subiection Laf. You shall find of the King a husband Madame you sir a father He that so generally is at all times good must of necessitie hold his vertue to you whose worthinesse would stirre it vp where it wanted rather then lack it where there is such abundance Mo. What hope is there of his Maiesties amendment Laf. He hath abandon'd his Phisitions Madam vnder whose practises he hath persecuted time with hope and finds no other aduantage in the processe but onely the loosing of hope by time Mo. This yong Gentlewoman had a father O that had how sad a passage t is whose skill was almost as great as his honestie had it stretch'd so far would haue made nature immortall and death should haue play for lacke of worke Would for the Kings sake hee were liuing I thinke it would be the death of the Kings disease Laf. How call'd you the man you speake of Madam Mo. He was famous sir in his profession and it was his great right to be so Gerard de Narbon Laf. He was excellent indeed Madam the King very latelie spoke of him admiringly and mourningly hee was skilfull enough to haue liu'd stil if knowledge could be set vp against mortallitie Ros What is it my good Lord the King languishes of Laf. A Fistula my Lord. Ros I heard not of it before Laf. I would it were not notorious Was this Gentlewoman the Daughter of Gerard de Narbon Mo. His sole childe my Lord and bequeathed to my ouer looking I haue those hopes of her good that her education promises her dispositions shee inherits which makes faire gifts fairer for where an vncleane mind carries vertuous qualities there commendations go with pitty they are vertues and traitors too in her they are the better for their simplenesse she deriues her honestie and atcheeues her goodnesse Lafew Your
ten groats is for the hand of an Atturney as your French Crowne for your taffety punke as Tibs rush for Toms fore-finger as a pancake for Shroue-tuesday a Morris for May-day as the naile to his hole the Cuckold to his horne as a scolding queane to a wrangling knaue as the Nuns lip to the Friers mouth nay as the pudding to his skin Lady Haue you I say an answere of such fitnesse for all questions Clo. From below your Duke to beneath your Constable it will fit any question Lady It must be an answere of most monstrous size that must fit all demands Clo. But a triflle neither in good faith if the learned should speake truth of it heere it is and all that belongs to 't Aske mee if I am a Courtier it shall doe you no harme to learne Lady To be young againe if we could I will bee a foole in question hoping to bee the wiser by your answer La. I pray you sir are you a Courtier Clo. O Lord sir there 's a simple putting off more more a hundred of them La. Sir I am a poore freind of yours that loues you Clo. O Lord sir thicke thicke spare not me La. I thinke sir you can eate none of this homely meate Clo. O Lord sir nay put me too 't I warrant you La. You were lately whipt sir as I thinke Clo. O Lord sir spare not me La. Doe you crie O Lord sir at your whipping and spare not me Indeed your O Lord sir is very sequent to your whipping you would answere very well to a whipping if you were but bound too 't Clo. I nere had worse lucke in my life in my O Lord sir I see things may serue long but not serue euer La. I play the noble huswife with the time to entertaine it so merrily with a foole Clo. O Lord sir why there 't serues well agen La. And end sir to your businesse giue Hellen this And vrge her to a present answer backe Commend me to my kinsmen and my sonne This is not much Clo. Not much commendation to them La. Not much imployement for you you vnderstand me Clo Most fruitfully I am there before my legegs La. Hast you agen Exeunt Enter Count Lafew and Parolles Ol. Laf. They say miracles are past and we haue our Philosophicall persons to make moderne and familiar things supernaturall and causelesse Hence is it that we make trifles of terrours ensconcing our selues into seeming knowledge when we should submit our selues to an vnknowne feare Par. Why 't is the rarest argument of wonder that hath shot out in our latter times Ros And so ' t is Ol. Laf. To be relinquisht of the Artists Par. So I say both of Galen and Paracelsus Ol. Laf. Of all the learned and authenticke fellowes Par. Right so I say Ol Laf. That gaue him out incureable Par. Why there 't is so say I too Ol. Laf. Not to be help'd Par. Right as 't were a man assur'd of a Ol. Laf. Vncertaine life and sure death Par. Iust you say well so would I haue said Ol. Laf. I may truly say it is a noueltie to the world Par. It is indeede if you will haue it in shewing you shall reade it in what do ye call there Ol. Laf. A shewing of a heauenly effect in an earthly Actor Par. That 's it I would haue said the verie same Ol. Laf. Why your Dolphin is not lustier fore mee I speake in respect Par. Nay 't is strange 't is very straunge that is the breefe and the tedious of it and he 's of a most facinerious spirit that will not acknowledge it to be the Ol. Laf. Very hand of heauen Par. I so I say Ol. Laf. In a most weake Par. And debile minister great power grear trancendence which should indeede giue vs a further vse to be made then alone then recou'ry of the king as to bee Old Laf. Generally thankfull Enter King Hellen and attendants Par. I would haue said it you say well heere comes the King Ol. Laf. Lustique as the Dutchman saies I le like a maide the Better whil'st I haue a tooth in my head why he 's able to leade her a Carranto Par. Mor du vinager is not this Helen Ol. Laf. Fore God I thinke so King Goe call before mee all the Lords in Court Sit my preseruer by thy patients side And with this healthfull hand whose banisht sence Thou hast repeal'd a second time receyue The confirmation of my promis'd guift Which but attends thy naming Enter 3 or 4 Lords Faire Maide send forth thine eye this youthfull parcell Of Noble Batchellors stand at my bestowing Ore whom both Soueraigne power and fathers voice I haue to vse thy franke election make Thou hast power to choose and they none to forsake Hel. To each of you one faire and vertuous Mistris Fall when loue please marry to each but one Old Laf. I 'de giue bay curtall and his furniture My mouth no more were broken then these boyes And writ as little beard King Peruse them well Not one of those but had a Noble father She addresses her to a Lord. Hel. Gentlemen heauen hath through me restor'd the king to health All. We vnderstand it and thanke heauen for you Hel. I am a simple Maide and therein wealthiest That I protest I simply am a Maide Please it your Maiestie I haue done already The blushes in my cheekes thus whisper mee We blush that thou shouldst choose but be refused Let the white death sit on thy cheeke for euer Wee 'l nere come there againe King Make choise and see Who shuns thy loue shuns all his loue in mee Hel. Now Dian from thy Altar do I fly And to imperiall loue that God most high Do my sighes streame Sir wil you heare my suite 1. Lo And grant it Hel. Thankes sir all the rest is mute Ol. Laf. I had rather be in this choise then throw Ames-ace for my life Hel. The honor sir that flames in your faire eyes Before I speake too threatningly replies Loue make your fortunes twentie times aboue Her that so vvishes and her humble loue 2. Lo. No better if you please Hel. My wish receiue Which great loue grant and so I take my leaue Ol. Laf. Do all they denie her And they were sons of mine I 'de haue them whip'd or I would send them to ' th Turke to make Eunuches of Hel. Be not afraid that I your hand should take I le neuer do you wrong for your owne sake Blessing vpon your vowes and in your bed Finde fairer fortune if you euer wed Old Laf. These boyes are boyes of Ice they 'le none haue heere sure they are bastards to the English the French nere got em La. You are too young too happie and too good To make your selfe a sonne out of my blood 4. Lord. Faire one I thinke not so Ol. Lord There 's one grape yet I am sure thy father drunke wine But if thou best not an asse
Actus primus Actus Secundus Scaena prima Enter Antonio Sebastian Ant. Will you stay no longer nor will you not that I go with you Seb. By your patience no my starres shine darkely ouer me the malignancie of my fate might perhaps distemper yours therefore I shall craue of you your leaue that I may beare my euils alone It were a bad recompence for your loue to lay any of them on you An. Let me yet know of you whither you are bound Seb. No sooth sir my determinate voyage is meere extrauagancie But I perceiue in you so excellent a touch of modestie that you will not extort from me what I am willing to keepe in therefore it charges me in manners the rather to expresse my selfe you must know of mee then Antonio my name is Sebastian which I call'd Rodorigo my father was that Sebastian of Messaline whom I know you haue heard of He left behinde him my selfe and a sister both borne in an houre if the Heauens had beene pleas'd would we had so ended But you sir alter'd that for some houre before you tooke me from the breach of the sea was my sister drown'd Ant. Alas the day Seb. A Lady sir though it was said shee much resembled me was yet of many accounted beautiful but â—hogh I could not with such estimable wonder ouer-farre beleeue that yet thus farre I will boldly publish her shee bore a minde that enuy could not but call faire Shee is drown'd already sir with salt water though I seeme to drowne her remembrance againe with more Ant. Pardon me sir your bad entertainment Seb. O good Antonio forgiue me your trouble Ant. If you will not murther me for my loue let mee be your seruant Seb. If you will not vndo what you haue done that is kill him whom you haue recouer'd desire it not Fare ye well at once my bosome is full of kindnesse and I am yet so neere the manners of my mother that vpon the least occasion more mine eyes will tell tales of me I am bound to the Count Orsino's Court farewell Exit Ant. The gentlenesse of all the gods go with thee I haue many enemies in Orsino's Court Else would I very shortly see thee there But come what may I do adore thee so That danger shall seeme sport and I will go Exit Scaena Secunda Enter Viola and Maluolio at seuerall doores Mal. Were not you eu'n now with the Countesse Oliuia Vio. Euen now sir on a moderate pace I haue since ariu'd but hither Mal. She returnes this Ring to you sir you might haue saued mee my paines to haue taken it away your selfe She adds moreouer that you should put your Lord into a desperate assurance she will none of him And one thing more that you be neuer so hardie o come againe in his affaires vnlesse it bee to report your Lords taking of this receiue it so Vio. She tooke the Ring of me I le none of it Mal. Come sir you peeuishly threw it to her and her will is it should be so return'd If it bee worth stooping for there it lies in your eye if not bee it his that findes it Exit Vio. I left no Ring with her what meanes this Lady Fortune forbid my out-side haue not charm'd her She made good view of me indeed so much That me thought her eyes had lost her tongue For she did speake in starts distractedly She loues me sure the cunning of her passion Inuites me in this churlish messenger None of my Lords Ring Why he sent her none I am the man if it be so as t is Poore Lady she were better loue a dreame Disguise I see thou art a wickednesse Wherein the pregnant enemie does much How easie is it for the proper false In womens waxen hearts to set their formes Alas O frailtie is the cause not wee For such as we are made if such we bee How will this fadge My master loues her deerely And I poore monster fond asmuch on him And she mistaken seemes to dote on me What will become of this As I am man My state is desperate for my maisters loue As I am woman now alas the day What thriftlesse sighes shall poore Oliuia breath O time thou must vntangle this not I It is too hard a knot for me t'vnty Scoena Tertia Enter Sir Toby and Sir Andrew To. Approach Sir Andrew not to bee a bedde after midnight is to be vp betimes and Deliculo surgere thou know'st And. Nay by my troth I know not but I know to be vp late is to be vp late To. A false conclusion I hate it as an vnfill'd Canne To be vp after midnight and to go to bed then is early so that to go to bed after midnight is to goe to bed betimes Does not our liues consist of the foure Elements And. Faith so they say but I thinke it rather consists of eating and drinking To. Th' art a scholler let vs therefore eate and drinke Marian I say a stoope of wine Enter Clowne And. Heere comes the foole yfaith Clo. How now my harts Did you neuer see the Picture of we three To. Welcome asse now let 's haue a catch And. By my troth the foole has an excellent breast I had rather then forty shillings I had such a legge and so sweet a breath to sing as the foole has Insooth thou wast in very gracious fooling last night when thou spok'st of Pigrogromitus of the Vapians passing the Equinoctial of Queubus 't was very good yfaith I sent thee sixe pence for thy Lemon hadst it Clo. I did impeticos thy gratillity for Maluolios nose is no Whip-stocke My Lady has a white hand and the Mermidons are no bottle-ale houses An. Excellent Why this is the best fooling when all is done Now a song To. Come on there is sixe pence for you Let 's haue a song An. There 's a testrill of me too if one knight giue a Clo. Would you haue a loue-song or a song of good life To. A loue song a loue song An. I I. I care not for good life Clowne sings O Mistris mine where are you roming O stay and heare your true loues coming That can sing both high and low Trip no further prettie sweeting Iourneys end in louers meeting Euery wise mans sonne doth know An. Excellent good ifaith To. Good good Clo. What is loue t is not heereafter Present mirth hath present laughter What 's to come is still vnsure In delay there lies no plentie Then come kisse me sweet and twentie Youths a stuffe will not endure An. A mellifluous voyce as I am true knight To. A contagious breath An. Very sweet and contagious ifaith To. To heare by the nose it is dulcet in contagion But shall we make the Welkin dance indeed Shall wee rowze the night-Owle in a Catch that will drawe three soules out of one Weauer Shall we do that And. And you loue me let 's doo 't I am dogge at a Catch
Clo. Byrlady sir and some dogs will catch well An. Most certaine Let our Catch be Thou Knaue Clo. Hold thy peace thou Knaue knight I shall be constrain'd in 't to call thee knaue Knight An. 'T is not the first time I haue constrained one to call me knaue Begin foole it begins Hold thy peace Clo. I shall neuer begin if I hold my peace An. Good ifaith Come begin Catch sung Enter Maria. Mar. What a catterwalling doe you keepe heere If my Ladie haue not call'd vp her Steward Maluolio and bid him turne you out of doores neuer trust me To My Lady 's a Catayan we are politicians Maluolios a Peg-a-ramsie and Three merry men be wee Am not I consanguinious Am I not of her blood tilly vally Ladie There dwelt a man in Babylon Lady Lady Clo. Beshrew me the knights in admirable fooling An. I he do's well enough if he be dispos'd and so do I too he does it with a better grace but I do it more naturall To. O the twelfe day of December Mar. For the loue o' God peace Enter Maluolio Mal. My masters are you mad Or what are you Haue you no wit manners nor honestie but to gabble like Tinkers at this time of night Do yee make an Ale-house of my Ladies house that ye squeak out your Coziers Catches without any mitigation or remorse of voice Is there no respect of place persons nor time in you To. We did keepe time sir in our Catches Snecke vp Mal. Sir Toby I must be round with you My Lady bad me tell you that though she harbors you as her kinsman she 's nothing ally'd to your disorders If you can separate your selfe and your misdemeanors you are welcome to the house if not and it would please you to take leaue of her she is very willing to bid you farewell To. Farewell deere heart since I must needs be gone Mar. Nay good Sir Toby Clo. His eyes do shew his dayes are almost done Mal. Is' t euen so To. But I will neuer dye Clo. Sir Toby there you lye Mal. This is much credit to you To. Shall I bid him go Clo. What and if you do To. Shall I bid him go and spare not Clo. O no no no no you dare not To. Out o' tune sir ye lye Art any more then a Steward Dost thou thinke because thou art vertuous there shall be no more Cakes and Ale Clo. Yes by S. Anne and Ginger shall bee hotte y' th mouth too To. Th' art i' th right Goe sir rub your Chaine with crums A stope of Wine Maria. Mal. Mistris Mary if you priz'd my Ladies sauour at any thing more then contempt you would not giue meanes for this vnciuill rule the shall know of it by this hand Exit Mar. Go shake your eares An. 'T were as good a deede as to drink when a man 's a hungrie to challenge him the field and then to breake promise with him and make a foole of him To. Doo 't knight I le write thee a Challenge or I le deliuer thy indignation to him by word of mouth Mar. Sweet Sir Toby be patient for to night Since the youth of the Counts was to day with my Lady she is much out of quiet For Monsieur Maluolio let me alone with him If I do not gull him into an ayword and make him a common recreation do not thinke I haue witte enough to lye straight in my bed I know I can do it To. Possesse vs possesse vs tell vs something of him Mar. Marrie sir sometimes he is a kinde of Puritane An. O if I thought that I de beate him like a dogge To. What for being a Puritan thy exquisite reason deere knight An. I haue no exquisite reason for 't but I haue reason good enough Mar. The diu'll a Puritane that hee is or any thing constantly but a time-pleaser an affection'd Asse that cons State without booke and vtters it by great swarths The best perswaded of himselfe so cram'd as he thinkes with excellencies that it is his grounds of faith that all that looke on him loue him and on that vice in him will my reuenge finde notable cause to worke To. What wilt thou do Mar. I will drop in his way some obscure Epistles of loue wherein by the colour of his beard the shape of his legge the manner of his gate the expressure of his eye forehead and complection he shall finde himselfe most feelingly personated I can write very like my Ladie your Neece on a forgotten matter wee can hardly make distinction of our hands To. Excellent I smell a deuice An. I hau 't in my nose too To. He shall thinke by the Letters that thou wilt drop that they come from my Neece and that shee 's in loue with him Mar. My purpose is indeed a horse of that colour An. And your horse now would make him an Asse Mar. Asse I doubt not An. O t will be admirable Mar. Sport royall I warrant you I know my Physicke will worke with him I will plant you two and let the Foole make a third where he shall finde the Letter obserue his construction of it For this night to bed and dreame on the euent Farewell Exit To. Good night Penthisilea An. Before me she 's a good wench To. She 's a beagle true bred and one that adores me what o' that An. I was ador'd once too To. Let 's to bed knight Thou hadst neede send for more money An. If I cannot recouer your Neece I am a foule way out To. Send for money knight if thou hast her not i' th end call me Cut. An. If I do not neuer trust me take it how you will To. Come come I le go burne some Sacke t is too late to go to bed now Come knight come knight Exeunt Scena Quarta Enter Duke Viola Curio and others Du. Giue me some Musick Now good morow frends Now good Cesario but that peece of song That old and Anticke song we heard last night Me thought it did releeue my passion much More then light ayres and recollected termes Of these most briske and giddy-paced times Come but one verse Cur. He is not heere so please your Lordshippe that should sing it Du. Who was it Cur. Festâ— the lester my Lord a foole that the Ladie Oliuiaes Father tooke much delight in He is about the house Du. Seeke him out and play the tune the while Musicke playes Come hither Boy if euer thou shalt loue In the sweet pangs of it remember me For such as I am all true Louers are Vnstaid and skittish in all motions else Saue in the constant image of the creature That is belou'd How dost thou like this tune Vio. It giues a verie eccho to the seate Where loue is thronâ—d Du. Thou dost speake masterly My life vpon 't yong though thou art thine eye Hath staid vpon some fauour that it loues Hath it not boy Vio. A little by your fauour Du. What kinde
According to my birth what do you say Seb. I le follow this good man and go with you And hauing sworne truth euer will be true Ol. Then lead the way good father heauens so shine That they may fairely note this acte of mine Exeunt Finis Actus Quartus Actus Quintus Scena Prima Enter Clowne and Fabian Fab. Now as thou lou'st me let me see his Letter Clo. Good M. Fabian grant me another request Fab. Any thing Clo. Do not desire to see this Letter Fab. This is to giue a dogge and in recompence desire my dogge againe Enter Duke Viola Curio and Lords Duke Belong you to the Lady Oliuia friends Clo. I sir we are some of her trappings Duke I know thee well how doest thou my good Fellow Clo. Truely sir the better for my foes and the worse for my friends Du. Iust the contrary the better for thy friends Clo. No sir the worse Du. How can that be Clo. Marry sir they praise me and make an asse of me now my foes tell me plainly I am an Asse so that by my foes sir I profit in the knowledge of my selfe and by my friends I am abused so that conclusions to be as kisses if your foure negatiues make your two affirmatiues why then the worse for my friends and the better for my foes Du. Why this is excellent Clo. By my troth sir no though it please you to be one of my friends Du. Thou shalt not be the worse for me there 's gold Clo. But that it would be double dealing sir I would you could make it another Du. O you giue me ill counsell Clo. Put your grace in your pocket sir for this once and let your flesh and blood obey it Du. Well I will be so much a sinner to be a double dealer there 's another Clo. Primo secundo tertio is a good play and the olde saying is the third payes for all the triplex sir is a good tripping measure or the belles of S. Bennet sir may put you in minde one two three Du. You can foole no more money out of mee at this throw if you will let your Lady know I am here to speak with her and bring her along with you it may awake my bounty further Clo. Marry sir lullaby to your bountie till I come agen I go sir but I would not haue you to thinke that my desire of hauing is the sinne of couetousnesse but as you say sir let your bounty take a nappe I will awake it anon Exit Enter Anthonio and Officers Vio. Here comes the man sir that did rescue mee Du. That face of his I do remember well yet when I saw it last it was besmear'd As blacke as Vulcan in the smoake of warre A bawbling Vessell was he Captaine of For shallow draught and bulke vnprizable With which such scathfull grapple did he make With the most noble bottome of our Fleete That very enuy and the tongue of losse Cride fame and honor on him What 's the matter 1 Offi. Orsino this is that Anthonio That tooke the Phoenix and her fraught from Candy And this is he that did the Tiger boord When your yong Nephew Titus lost his legge Heere in the streets desperate of shame and state In priuate brabble did we apprehend him Vio He did me kindnesse sir drew on my side But in conclusion put strange speech vpon me I know not what 't was but distraction Du. Notable Pyrate thou salt-water Theefe What foolish boldnesse brought thee to their mercies Whom thou in termes so bloudie and so deere Hast made thine enemies Ant. Orsino Noble sir Be pleas'd that I shake off these names you giue mee Anthonio neuer yet was Theefe or Pyrate Though I confesse on base and ground enough Orsino's enemie A witchcraft drew me hither That most ingratefull boy there by your side From the rude seas enrag'd and foamy mouth Did I redeeme a wracke past hope he was His life I gaue him and did thereto adde My loue without retention or restraint All his in dedication For his sake Did I expose my selfe pure for his loue Into the danger of this aduerse Towne Drew to defend him when he was beset Where being apprehended his false cunning Not meaning to partake with me in danger Taught him to face me out of his acquaintance And grew a twentie yeeres remoued thing While one would winke denide me mine owne purse Which I had recommended to his vse Not halfe an houre before Vio. How can this be Du. When came he to this Towne Ant. To day my Lord and for three months before No intrim not a minutes vacancie Both day and night did we keepe companie Enter Oliuia and attendants Du. Heere comes the Countesse now heauen walkes on earth But for thee fellow fellow thy words are madnesse Three monthes this youth hath tended vpon mee But more of that anon Take him aside Ol. What would my Lord but that he may not haue Wherein Oliuia may seeme seruiceable Cesario you do not keepe promise with me Vio. Madam Du. Gracious Oliuia Ol. What do you say Cesario Good my Lord. Vio My Lord would speake my dutie hushes me Ol. If it be ought to the old tune my Lord It is as fat and fulsome to mine eare As howling after Musicke Du. Still so cruell Ol. Still so constant Lord. Du. What to peruersenesse you vnciuill Ladie To whose ingrate and vnauspicious Altars My soule the faithfull'st offrings haue breath'd out That ere deuotion tender'd What shall I do Ol Euen what it please my Lord that shal becom him Du. Why should I not had I the heart to do it Like to th' Egyptian theefe at point of death Kill what I loue a sauage iealousie That sometime sauours nobly but heare me this Since you to non-regardance cast my faith And that I partly know the instrument That screwes me from my true place in your fauour Liue you the Marble-brested Tirant still But this your Minion whom I know you loue And whom by heauen I sweare I tender deerely Him will I teare out of that cruell eye Where he sits crowned in his masters spight Come boy with me my thoughts are ripe in mischiefe I le sacrifice the Lambe that I do loue To spight a Rauens heart within a Doue Vio And I most iocund apt and willinglie To do you rest a thousand deaths would dye Ol. Where goes Cesario Vio. After him I loue More then I loue these eyes more then my life More by all mores then ere I shall loue wife If I do feigne you witnesses aboue Punish my life for tainting of my loue Ol. Aye me detested how am I beguil'd Vio Who does beguile you who does do you wrong Ol. Hast thou forgot thy selfe Is it so long Call forth the holy Father Du. Come away Ol. Whether my Lord Cesario Husband stay Du. Husband Ol. I Husband Can he that deny Du. Her husband sirrah Vio. No my Lord not I. Ol. Alas it is the
straight Weaknesse possesseth me and I am faint Exeunt Scena Quarta Enter Salisbury Pembroke and Bigot Sal. I did not thinke the King so stor'd with friends Pem. Vp once againe put spirit in the French If they miscarry we miscarry too Sal. That misbegotten diuell Falconbridge In spight of spight alone vpholds the day Pem. They say King Iohn sore sick hath left the field Enter Meloon wounded Mel. Lead me to the Reuolts of England heere Sal. When we were happie we had other names Pem. It is the Count Meloone Sal. Wounded to death Mel. Fly Noble English you are bought and sold Vnthred the rude eye of Rebellion And welcome home againe discarded faith Seeke out King Iohn and fall before his feete For if the French be Lords of this loud day He meanes to recompence the paines you take By cutting off your heads Thus hath he sworne And I with him and many moe with mee Vpon the Altar at S. Edmondsbury Euen on that Altar where we swore to you Deere Amity and euerlasting loue Sal. May this be possible May this be true Mel. Haue I not hideous death within my view Retaining but a quantity of life Which bleeds away euen as a forme of waxe Resolueth from his figure ' gainst the fire What in the world should make me now deceiue Since I must loose the vse of all deceite Why should I then be false since it is true That I must dye heere and liue hence by Truth I say againe if Lewis do win the day He is forsworne if ere those eyes of yours Behold another day breake in the East But euen this night whose blacke contagious breath Already smoakes about the burning Crest Of the old feeble and day-wearied Sunne Euen this ill night your breathing shall expire Paying the fine of rated Treachery Euen with a treacherous fine of all your liues If Lewis by your assistance win the day Commend me to one Hubert with your King The loue of him and this respect besides For that my Grandsite was an Englishman Awakes my Conscience to confesse all this In lieu whereof I pray you beare me hence From forth the noise and rumour of the Field Where I may thinke the remnant of my thoughts In peace and part this bodie and my soule With contemplation and deuout desires Sal. We do beleeue thee and beshrew my soule But I do loue the fauour and the forme Of this most faire occasion by the which We will vntread the steps of damned flight And like a bated and retired Flood Leauing our ranknesse and irregular course Stoope lowe within those bounds we haue ore-look'd And calmely run on in obedience Euen to our Ocean to our great King Iohn My arme shall giue thee helpe to beare thee hence For I do see the cruell pangs of death Right in thine eye Away my friends new flight And happie newnesse that intends old right Exeunt Scena Quinta Enter Dolphin and his Traine Dol. The Sun of heauen me thought was loth to set But staid and made the Westerne Welkin blush When English measure backward their owne ground In faint Retire Oh brauely came we off When with a volley of our needlesse shot After such bloody toile we bid good night And woon'd our tott'ring colours clearly vp Last in the field and almost Lords of it Enter a Messenger Mes Where is my Prince the Dolphin Dol. Heere what newes Mes The Count Meloone is slaine The English Lords By his perswasion are againe falne off And your supply which you haue wish'd so long Are cast away and sunke on Goodwin sands Dol. Ah fowle shrew'd newes Beshrew thy very hart I did not thinke to be so sad to night As this hath made me Who was he that said King Iohn did flie an houre or two before The stumbling night did part our wearie powres Mes Who euer spoke it it is true my Lord. Dol. Well keepe good quarter good care to night The day shall not be vp so soone as I To try the faire aduenture of to morrow Exeunt Scena Sexta Enter Bastard and Hubert seuerally Hub. Whose there Speake hoa speake quickely or I shoote Bast A Friend What art thou Hub. Of the part of England Bast Whether doest thou go Hub. What 's that to thee Why may not I demand of thine affaires As well as thou of mine Bast Hubert I thinke Hub. Thou hast a perfect thought I will vpon all hazards well beleeue Thou art my friend that know'st my tongue so well Who art thou Bast Who thou wilt and if thou please Thou maist be-friend me so much as to thinke I come one way of the Plantagenets Hub. Vnkinde remembrance thou endles night Haue done me shame Braue Soldier pardon me That any accent breaking from thy tongue Should scape the true acquaintance of mine eare Bast Come come sans complement What newes abroad Hub. Why heere walke I in the black brow of night To finde you out Bast Brcefe then and what 's the newes Hub. O my sweet sir newes fitting to the night Blacke fearefull comfortlesse and horrible Bast Shew me the very wound of this ill newes I am no woman I le not swound at it Hub. The King I feare is poyson'd by a Monke I left him almost speechlesse and broke out To acquaint you with this euill that you might The better arme you to the sodaine time Then if you had at leisure knowne of this Bast How did he take it Who did taste to him Hub. A Monke I tell you a resolued villaine Whose Bowels sodainly burst out The King Yet speakes and peraduenture may recouer Bast Who didst thou leaue to tend his Maiesty Hub. Why know you not The Lords are all come backe And brought Prince Henry in their companie At whose request the king hath pardon'd them And they are all about his Maiestie Bast With-hold thine indignation mighty heauen And tempt vs not to beare aboue our power I le tell thee Hubert halfe my power this night Passing these Flats are taken by the Tide These Lincolne-Washes haue deuoured them My selfe well mounted hardly haue escap'd Away before Conduct me to the king I doubt he will be dead or ere I come Exeunt Scena Septima Enter Prince Henry Salisburie and Bigot Hen. It is too late the life of all his blood Is touch'd corruptibly and his pure braine Which some suppose the soules fraile dwelling house Doth by the idle Comments that it makes Fore-tell the ending of mortality Enter Pembroke Pem. His Highnesse yet doth speak holds beleefe That being brought into the open ayre It would allay the burning qualitie Of that fell poison which assayleth him Hen. Let him be brought into the Orchard heere Doth he still rage Pem. He is more patient Then when you left him euen now he sung Hen. Oh vanity of sicknesse fierce extreames In their continuance will not feele themselues Death hauing praide vpon the outward parts Leaues them inuisible and his seige is now
fast betimes With eager feeding food doth choake the feeder Light vanity insatiate cormorant Consuming meanes soone preyes vpon it selfe This royall Throne of Kings this sceptred Isle This earth of Maiesty this seate of Mars This other Eden demy paradise This Fortresse built by Nature for her selfe Against infection and the hand of warre This happy breed of men this little world This precious stone set in the siluer sea Which serues it in the office of a wall Or as a Moate defensiue to a house Against the enuy of lesse happier Lands This blessed plot this earth this Realme this England This Nurse this teeming wombe of Royall Kings Fear'd by their breed and famous for their birth Renowned for their deeds as farre from home For Christian seruice and true Chiualrie As is the sepulcher in stubborne Iury Of the Worlds ransome blessed Maries Sonne This Land of such deere soules this deere-deere Land Deere for her reputation through the world Is now Leas'd out I dye pronouncing it Like to a Tenement or pelting Farme England bound in with the triumphant sea Whose rocky shore beates backe the enuious siedge Of watery Neptune is now bound in with shame With Inky blottes and rotten Parchment bonds That England that was wont to conquer others Hath made a shamefull conquest of it selfe Ah! would the scandall vanish with my life How happy then were my ensuing death Enter King Queene Aumerle Bushy Greene Bagot Ros and Willoughby Yor. The King is come deale mildly with his youth For young hot Colts being rag'd do rage the more Qu. How fares our noble Vncle Lancaster Ri. What comfort man How i st with aged Gaunt Ga. Oh how that name befits my composition Old Gaunt indeed and gaunt in being old Within me greefe hath kept a tedious fast And who abstaynes from meate that is not gaunt For sleeping England long time haue I watcht Watching breeds leannesse leannesse is all gaunt The pleasure that some Fathers feede vpon Is my strict fast I meane my Childrens lookes And therein fasting hast thou made me gaunt Gaunt am I for the graue gaunt as a graue Whose hollow wombe inherits naught but bones Ric. Can sicke men play so nicely with their names Gau. No misery makes sport to mocke it selfe Since thou dost seeke to kill my name in mec I mocke my name great King to flatter thee Ric. Should dying men flatter those that liue Gau. No no men liuing flatter those that dye Rich. Thou now a dying sayst thou flatter'st me Gau. Oh no thou dyest though I the sicker be Rich. I am in health I breath I see the â—ill Gau. Now he that made me knowes I see thee ill Ill in my selfe to see and in thee seeing ill Thy death-bed is no lesser then the Land Wherein thou lyest in reputation sicke And thou too care-lesse patient as thou art Commit'st thy ' anointed body to the cure Of those Physitians that first wounded thee A thousand flatterers sit within thy Crowne Whose compasse is no bigger then thy head And yet incaged in so small a Verge The waste is no whit lesser then thy Land Oh had thy Grandsire with a Prophets eye Seene how his sonnes sonne should destroy his sonnes From forth thy reach he would haue laid thy shame Deposing thee before thou wert possest Which art possest now to depose thy selfe Why Cosine were thou Regent of the world It were a shame to let his Land by lease But for thy world enioying but this Land Is it not more then shame to shame it so Landlord of England art thou and not King Thy state of Law is bondslaue to the law And Rich. And thou a lunaticke leane-witted foole Presuming on an Agues priuiledge Dar'st with thy frozen admonition Make pale our cheeke chafing the Royall blood With fury from his natiue residence Now by my Seates right Royall Maiestie Wer 't thou not Brother to great Edwards sonne This tongue that runs so roundly in thy head Should run thy head from thy vnreuerent shoulders Gau. Oh spare me not my brothers Edwards sonne For that I was his Father Edwards sonne That blood already like the Pellican Thou hast tapt out and drunkenly carows'd My brother Gloucester plaine well meaning soule Whom faire befall in heauen ' mongst happy soules May be a president and witnesse good That thou respect'st not spilling Edwards blood Toyne with the present sicknesse that I haue And thy vnkindnesse be like crooked age To crop at once a too-long wither'd flowre Liue in thy shame but dye not shame with thee These words heereafter thy tormentors bee Conuey me to my bed then to my graue Loue they to liue that loue and honor haue Exit Rich. And let them dye that age and sullens haue For both hast thou and both become the graue Yor. I do beseech your Maiestie impute his words To wayward sicklinesse and age in him He loues you on my life and holds you deere As Harry Duke of Herford were he heere Rich. Right you say true as Herfords loue so his As theirs so mine and all be as it is Enter Northumberland Nor. My Liege olde Gaunt commends him to your Maiestie Rich. What sayes he Nor. Nay nothing all is said His tongue is now a stringlesse instrument Words life and all old Lancaster hath spent Yor. Be Yorke the next that must be bankrupt so Though death be poore it ends a mortall wo. Rich. The ripest fruit first fals and so doth he His time is spent our pilgrimage must be So much for that Now for our Irish warres We must supplant those rough rug-headed Kernes Which liue like venom where no venom else But onely they haue priuiledge to liue And for these great affayres do aske some charge Towards our assistance we do seize to vs The plate coine reuennewes and moueables Whereof our Vncle Gaunt did stand possest Yor. How long shall I be patient Oh how long Shall tender dutie make me suffer wrong Not Glousters death nor Herfords banishment Nor Gauntes rebukes nor Englands priuate wrongs Nor the preuention of poore Bullingbrooke About his marriage nor my owne disgrace Haue euer made me sowre my patient cheeke Or bend one wrinâ—kle on my Soueraignes face I am the last of noble Edwards sonnes Of whom thy Father Prince of Wales was first In warre was neuer Lyon rag'd more fierce In peace was neuer gentle Lambe more milde Then was that yong and Princely Gentleman His face thou hast for euen so look'd he Accomplish'd with the number of thy howâ—rs But when he frown'd it was against the Freâ—ch And not against his friends hâ—s noble hand Did wâ—n what he did spend and speâ—t not that Which his triumphant fathers hand had won His hands were guilty of no kindreds blood But bloody with the enemies of his kinne Oh Richard York is too farre gone with greefe Or else he neuer would compare betweene Rich. Why Vncle What 's the matter Yor. Oh my Liege pardon me if you please if
Commons Haue of their Puissance made a little taste Lady If they get ground and vantage of the King Then ioyne you with them like a Ribbe of Steele To make Strength stronger But for all our loues First let them trye themselues So did your Sonne He was so suffer'd so came I a Widow And neuer shall haue length of Life enough To raine vpon Remembrance with mine Eyes That it may grow and sprowt as high as Heauen For Recordation to my Noble Husband North. Come come go in with me 't is with my Minde As with the Tyde swell'd vp vnto his height That makes a still-stand running neyther way Faine would I goe to meet the Arch-bishop But many thousand Reasons hold me backe I will resolue for Scotland there am I Till Time and Vantage craue my company Exeunt Scaena Quarta Enter two Drawers 1. Drawer What hast thou brought there Apple-Iohns Thou know'st Sir Iohn cannot endure an Apple-Iohn 2. Draw Thou say'st true the Prince once set a Dish of Apple-Iohns before him and told him there were fiue more Sir Iohns and putting off his Hat said I will now take my leaue of these sixe drie round old-wither'd Knights It anger'd him to the heart but hee hath forgot that 1. Draw Why then couer and set them downe and see if thou canst finde out Sneakes Noyse Mistris Teare-sheet would faine haue some Musique 2. Draw Sirrha heere will be the Prince and Master Points anon and they will put on two of our Ierkins and Aprons and Sir Iohn must not know of it Bardolph hath brought word 1. Draw Then here will be old Vtis it will be an excellent stratagem 2. Draw I le see if I can finde out Sneake Exit Enter Hostesse and Dol. Host Sweet-heart me thinkes now you are in an excellent good temperalitie your Pulsidge beates as extraordinarily as heart would desire and your Colour I warrant you is as red as any Rose But you haue drunke too much Canaries and that 's a maruellous searching Wine and it perfumes the blood ere wee can say what 's this How doe you now Dol. Better then I was Hem. Host Why that was well said A good heart's worth Gold Looke here comes Sir Iohn Enter Falstaffe Falst When Arthur first in Court emptie the Iordan and was a worthy King How now Mistris Dol Host. Sick of a Calme yea good-sooth Falst. So is all her Sect if they be once in a Calme they are sick Dol. You muddie Rascall is that all the comfort you giue me Falst You make fat Rascalls Mistris Dol. Dol. I make them Gluttonie and Diseases make them I make them not Falst If the Cooke make the Gluttonie you helpe to make the Diseases Dol we catch of you Dol we catch of you Grant that my poore Vertue grant that Dol. I marry our Chaynes and our Iewels Falst Your Brooches Pearles and Owches For to serue brauely is to come halting off you know to come off the Breach with his Pike bent brauely and to Surgerie brauely to venture vpon the charg'd-Chambers brauely Host Why this is the olde fashion you two neuer meete but you fall to some discord you are both in good troth as Rheumatike as two drie Tostes you cannot one beare with anothers Confirmities What the good-yere One must beare and that must bee you you are the weaker Vessell as they say the emptier Vessell Dol. Can a weake emptie Vessell beare such a huge full Hogs-head There 's a whole Marchants Venture of Burdeux-Stuffe in him you haue not seene a Hulke better stufft in the Hold. Come I le be friends with thee Iacke Thou art going to the Warres and whether I shall euer see thee againe or no there is no body cares Enter Drawer Drawer Sir Ancient Pistoll is below and would speake with you Dol. Hang him swaggering Rascall let him not come hither it is the foule-mouth'dst Rogue in England Host If hee swagger let him not come here I must liue amongst my Neighbors I le no Swaggerers I am in good name and fame with the very best shut the doore there comes no Swaggerers heere I haue not liu'd all this while to haue swaggering now shut the doore I pray you Falst. Do'st thou heare Hostesse Host 'Pray you pacifie your selfe Sir Iohn there comes no Swaggerers heere Falst. Do'st thou heare it is mine Ancient Host. Tilly-fally Sir Iohn neuer tell me your ancient Swaggerer comes not in my doores I was before Master Tisick the Deputie the other day and as hee said to me it was no longer agoe then Wednesday last Neighbour Quickly sayes hee Master Dombe our Minister was by then Neighbour Quickly sayes hee receiue those that are Ciuill for sayth hee you are in an ill Name now hee said so I can tell whereupon for sayes hee you are an honest Woman and well thought on therefore take heede what Guests you receiue Receiue sayes hee no swaggering Companions There comes none heere You would blesse you to heare what hee said No I le no Swaggerers Falst Hee 's no Swaggerer Hostesse a tame Cheater hee you may stroake him as gently as a Puppie Greyhound hee will not swagger with a Barbarie Henne if her feathers turne backe in any shew of resistance Call him vp Drawer Host Cheater call you him I will barre no honest man my house nor no Cheater but I doe not loue swaggering I am the worse when one sayes swagger Feele Masters how I shake looke you I warrant you Dol. So you doe Hostesse Host Doe I yea in very truth doe I if it were an Aspen Leafe I cannot abide Swaggerers Enter Pistol and Bardolph and his Boy Pist ' Saue you Sir Iohn Falst Welcome Ancient Pistol Here Pistol I charge you with a Cup of Sacke doe you discharge vpon mine Hostesse Pist I will discharge vpon her Sir Iohn with two Bullets Falst She is Pistoll-proofe Sir you shall hardly offend her Host Come I le drinke no Proofes nor no Bullets I will drinke no more then will doe me good for no mans pleasure I. Pist Then to you Mistris Dorothie I will charge you Dol. Charge me I scorne you scuruie Companion what you poore base rascally cheating lacke-Linnen-Mate away you mouldie Rogue away I am meat for your Master Pist I know you Mistris Dorothie Dol. Away you Cut-purse Rascall you filthy Bung away By this Wine I le thrust my Knife in your mouldie Chappes if you play the sawcie Cuttle with me Away you Bottle-Ale Rascall you Basket-hilt stale Iugler you Since when I pray you Sir what with two Points on your shoulder much Pist I will murther your Ruffe for this Host No good Captaine Pistol not heere sweete Captaine Dol. Captaine thou abhominable damn'd Cheater art thou not asham'd to be call'd Captaine If Captaines were of my minde they would trunchion you out for taking their Names vpon you before you haue earn'd them You a Captaine you slaue for what for tearing a poore Whores Ruffe in a Bawdy-house Hee a
by Gads-hill you knew I was at your back and spoke it on purpose to trie my patience Fal. No no no not so I did not thinke thou wast within hearing Prince I shall driue you then to confesse the wilfull abuse and then I know how to handle you Fal. No abuse Hall on mine Honor no abuse Prince Not to disprayse me and call me Pantler and Bread-chopper and I know not what Fal. No abuse Hal. Poin. No abuse Fal. No abuse Ned in the World honest Ned none I disprays'd him before the Wicked that the Wicked might not fall in loue with him In which doing I haue done the part of a carefull Friend and a true Subiect and thy Father is to giue me thankes for it No abuse Hal none Ned none no Boyes none Prince See now whether pure Feare and entire Cowardise doth not make thee wrong this vertuous Gentlewoman to close with vs Is shee of the Wicked Is thine Hostesse heere of the Wicked Or is the Boy of the Wicked Or honest Bardolph whose Zeale burnes in his Nose of the Wicked Poin. Answere thou dead Elme answere Fal. The Fiend hath prickt downe Bardolph irrecouerable and his Face is Lucifers Priuy-Kitchin where hee doth nothing but rost Mault-Wormes for the Boy there is a good Angell about him but the Deuill out-bids him too Prince For the Women Fal. For one of them shee is in Hell alreadie and burnes poore Soules for the other I owe her Money and whether shee bee damn'd for that I know not Host No I warrant you Fal. No I thinke thou art not I thinke thou art quit for that Marry there is another Indictment vpon thee for suffering flesh to bee eaten in thy house contrary to the Law for the which I thinke thou wilt howle Host. All Victuallers doe so What is a Ioynt of Mutton or two in a whole Lent Prince You Gentlewoman Dol. What sayes your Grace Falst His Grace sayes that which his flesh rebells against Host Who knocks so lowd at doore Looke to the doore there Francis Enter Peto Prince Peto how now what newes Peto The King your Father is at Westminster And there are twentie weake and wearied Postes Come from the North and as I came along I met and ouer-tooke a dozen Captaines Bare-headed sweating knocking at the Tauernes And asking euery one for Sir Iohn Falstaffe Prince By Heauen Poines I feele me much to blame So idly to prophane the precious time When Tempest of Commotion like the South Borne with black Vapour doth begin to melt And drop vpon our bare vnarmed heads Giue me my Sword and Cloake Falstaffe good night Exit Falst. Now comes in the sweetest Morsell of the night and wee must hence and leaue it vnpickt More knocking at the doore How now what 's the matter Bard. You must away to Court Sir presently A dozen Captaines stay at doore for you Falst Pay the Musitians Sirrha farewell Hostesse farewell Dol. You see my good Wenches how men of Merit are sought after the vndeseruer may sleepe when the man of Action is call'd on Farewell good Wenches if I be not sent away poste I will see you againe ere I goe Dol. I cannot speake if my heart bee not readie to burst Well sweete Iacke haue a care of thy selfe Falst Farewell farewell Exit Host. Well fare thee well I haue knowne thee these twentie nine yeeres come Pescod-time but an honester and truer-hearted man Well fare thee well Bard. Mistris Teare-sheet Host What 's the matter Bard. Bid Mistris Teare-sheet come to my Master Host Oh runne Dol runne runne good Dol. Exeunt Actus Tertius Scena Prima Enter the King with a Page King Goe call the Earles of Surrey and of Warwick But ere they come bid them ore-reade these Letters And well consider of them make good speed Exit How many thousand of my poorest Subiects Are at this howre asleepe O Sleepe O gentle Sleepe Natures soft Nurse how haue I frighted thee That thou no more wilt weigh my eye-lids downe And steepe my Sences in Forgetfulnesse Why rather Sleepe lyest thou in smoakie Cribs Vpon vneasie Pallads stretching thee And huisht with bussing Night flyes to thy slumber Then in the perfum'd Chambers of the Great Vnder the Canopies of costly State And lull'd with sounds of sweetest Melodie O thou dull God why lyest thou with the vilde In loathsome Beds and leau'st the Kingly Couch A Watch-case or a common Larum-Bell Wilt thou vpon the high and giddie Mast Seale vp the Ship-boyes Eyes and rock his Braines In Cradle of the rude imperious Surge And in the visitation of the Windes Who take the Ruffian Billowes by the top Curling their monstrous heads and hanging them With deaff'ning Clamors in the slipp'ry Clouds That with the hurley Death it selfe awakes Canst thou O partiall Sleepe giue thy Repose To the wet Sea-Boy in an houre so rude And in the calmest and most stillest Night With all appliances and meanes to boote Deny it to a King Then happy Lowe lye downe Vneasie lyes the Head that weares a Crowne Enter Warwicke and Surrey War Many good-morrowes to your Maiestie King Is it good-morrow Lords War 'T is One a Clock and past King Why then good-morrow to you all my Lords Haue you read o're the Letters that I sent you War We haue my Liege King Then you perceiue the Body of our Kingdome How foule it is what ranke Diseases grow And with what danger neere the Heart of it War It is but as a Body yet distemper'd Which to his former strength may be restor'd With good aduice and little Medicine My Lord Northumberland will soone be cool'd King Oh Heauen that one might read the Book of Fate And see the reuolution of the Times Make Mountaines leuell and the Continent Wearie of solide firmenesse melt it selfe Into the Sea and other Times to see The beachie Girdle of the Ocean Too wide for Neptunes hippes how Chances mocks And Changes fill the Cuppe of Alteration With diuers Liquors 'T is not tenne yeeres gone Since Richard and Northumberland great friends Did feast together and in two yeeres after Were they at Warres It is but eight yeeres since This Percie was the man neerest my Soule Who like a Brother toyl'd in my Affaires And layd his Loue and Life vnder my foot Yea for my sake euen to the eyes of Richard Gaue him defiance But which of you was by You Cousin Neuil as I may remember When Richard with his Eye brim-full of Teares Then check'd and rated by Northumberland Did speake these words now prou'd a Prophecie Northumberland thou Ladder by the which My Cousin Bullingbrooke ascends my Throne Though then Heauen knowes I had no such intent But that necessitie so bow'd the State That I and Greatnesse were compell'd to kisse The Time shall come thus did hee follow it The Time will come that foule Sinne gathering head Shall breake into Corruption so went on Fore-telling this same Times Condition And the diuision of our
return'd againe That dog'd the mighty Army of the Dolphin Mess They are return'd my Lord and giue it out That he is march'd to Burdeaux with his power To fight with Talbot as he march'd along By your espyals were discouered Two mightier Troopes then that the Dolphin led Which ioyn'd with him and made their march for Burdeaux Yorke A plague vpon that Villaine Somerset That thus delayes my promised supply Of horsemen that were leuied for this siege Renowned Talbot doth expect my ayde And I am lowted by a Traitor Villaine And cannot helpe the noble Cheualier God comfort him in this necessity If he miscarry farewell Warres in France Enter another Messenger 2. Mes Thou Princely Leader of our English strength Neuer so needfull on the earth of France Spurre to the rescue of the Noble Talbot Who now is girdled with a waste of Iron And hem'd about with grim destruction To Burdeaux warlike Duke to Burdeaux Yorke Else farwell Talbot France and Englands honor Yorke O God that Somerset who in proud heart Doth stop my Cornets were in Talbots place So should wee saue a valiant Gentleman By forteyting a Traitor and a Coward Mad ire and wrathfull fury makes me weepe That thus we dye while remisse Traitors sleepe Mes O send some succour to the distrest Lord. Yorke He dies we loose I breake my warlike word We mourne France smiles We loose they dayly get All long of this vile Traitor Somerset Mes Then God take mercy on braue Talbots soule And on his Sonne yong Iohn who two houres since I met in trauaile toward his warlike Father This seuen yeeres did not Talbot see his sonne And now they meete where both their liues are done Yorke Alas what ioy shall noble Talbot haue To bid his yong sonne welcome to his Graue Away vexation almost stoppes my breath That sundred friends greete in the houre of death Lucie farewell no more my fortune can But curse the cause I cannot ayde the man Maine Bloys Poytiers and Toures are wonne away Long all of Somerset and his delay Exit Mes Thus while the Vulture of sedition Feedes in the bosome of such great Commanders Sleeping neglection doth betray to losse The Conquest of our scarse-cold Conqueror That euer-liuing man of Memorie Henrie the fift Whiles they each other crosse Liues Honours Lands and all hurrie to losse Enter Somerset with his Armie Som. It is too late I cannot send them now This expedition was by Yorke and Talbot Too rashly plotted All our generall force Might with a sally of the very Towne Be buckled with the ouer-daring Talbot Hath sullied all his glosse of former Honor By this vnheedfull desperate wilde aduenture Yorke set him on to fight and dye in shame That Talbot dead great Yorke might beare the name Cap. Heere is Sir William Lucie who with me Set from our ore-matcht forces forth for ayde Som. How now Sir William whether were you sent Lu. Whether my Lord from bought sold L. Talbot Who ring'd about with bold aduersitie Cries out for noble Yorke and Somerset To beate assayling death from his weake Regions And whiles the honourable Captaine there Drops bloody swet from his warre-wearied limbes And in aduantage lingring lookes for rescue You his false hopes the trust of Englands honor Keepe off aloofe with worthlesse emulation Let not your priuate discord keepe away The leuied succours that should lend him ayde While he renowned Noble Gentleman Yeeld vp his life vnto a world of oddes Orleance the Bastard Charles Burgundie Alanson Reignard compasse him about And Talbot perisheth by your default Som. Yorke set him on Yorke should haue sent him ayde Luc. And Yorke as fast vpon your Grace exclaimes Swearing that you with-hold his leuied hoast Collected for this expidition Som. York lyes He might haue sent had the Horse I owe him little Dutie and lesse Loue And take foule scorne to fawne on him by sending Lu. The fraud of England not the force of France Hath now intrapt the Noble-minded Talbot Neuer to England shall he beare his life But dies betraid to fortune by your strife Som. Come go I will dispatch the Horsemen strait Within sixe houres they will be at his ayde Lu. Too late comes rescue he is tane or slaine For flye he could not if he would haue fled And flye would Talbot neuer though he might Som. If he be dead braue Talbot then adieu Lu. His Fame liues in the world His Shame in you Exeunt Enter Talbot and his Sonne Tal. O yong Iohn Talbot I did send for thee To tutor thee in stratagems of Warre That Talbots name might be in thee reuiu'd When saplesse Age and weake vnable limbes Should bring thy Father to his drooping Chaire But O malignant and ill-boading Starres Now thou art come vnto a Feast of death A terrible and vnauoyded danger Therefore deere Boy mount on my swiftest horse And I le direct thee how thou shalt escape By sodaine flight Come dally not be gone Iohn Is my name Talbot and am I your Sonne And shall I flye O if you loue my Mother Dishonor not her Honorable Name To make a Bastard and a Slaue of me The World will say he is not Talbots blood That basely fled when Noble Talbot stood Talb. Flye to reuenge my death if I be slaine Iohn He that flyes so will ne're returne againe Talb. If we both stay we both are sure to dye Iohn Then let me stay and Father doe you flye Your losse is great so your regard should be My worth vnknowne no losse is knowne in me Vpon my death the French can little boast In yours they will in you all hopes are lost Flight cannot stayne the Honor you haue wonne But mine it will that no Exploit haue done You fled for Vantage euery one will sweare But if I bow they 'le say it was for feare There is no hope that euer I will stay If the first howre I shrinke and run away Here on my knee I begge Mortalitie Rather then Life preseru'd with Infamie Talb. Shall all thy Mothers hopes lye in one Tombe Iohn I rather then I le shame my Mothers Wombe Talb. Vpon my Blessing I command thee goe Iohn To fight I will but not to flye the Foe Talb. Part of thy Father may be sau'd in thee Iohn No part of him but will be shame in mee Talb. Thou neuer hadst Renowne nor canst not lose it Iohn Yes your renowned Name shall flight abuse it Talb. Thy Fathers charge shal cleare thee from y t staine Iohn You cannot witnesse for me being slaine If Death be so apparant then both flye Talb. And leaue my followers here to fight and dye My Age was neuer tainted with such shame Iohn And shall my Youth be guiltie of such blame No more can I be seuered from your side Then can your selfe your selfe in twaine diuide Stay goe doe what you will the like doe I For liue I will not if my Father dye Talb. Then here I take
did beget her all the Parish knowes Her Mother liueth yet can testifie She was the first fruite of my Bach'ler-ship War Gracelesse wilt thou deny thy Parentage Yorke This argues what her kinde of life hath beene Wicked and vile and so her death concludes Shep. Fye Ione that thou wilt be so obstacle God knowes thou art a collop of my flesh And for thy sake haue I shed many a teare Deny me not I prythee gentle Ione Pucell Pezant auant You haue suborn'd this man Of purpose to obscure my Noble birth Shep. 'T is true I gaue a Noble to the Priest The morne that I was wedded to her mother Kneele downe and take my blessing good my Gyrle Wilt thou not stoope Now cursed be the time Of thy natiuitie I would the Milke Thy mother gaue thee when thou suck'st her brest Had bin a little Rats-bane for thy sake Or else when thou didst keepe my Lambes a-field I wish some rauenous Wolfe had eaten thee Doest thou deny thy Father cursed Drab O burne her burne her hanging is too good Exit Yorke Take her away for she hath liu'd too long To fill the world with vicious qualities Puc First let me tell you whom you haue condemn'd Not me begotten of a Shepheard Swaine But issued from the Progeny of Kings Vertuous and Holy chosen from aboue By inspiration of Celestiall Grace To worke exceeding myracles on earth I neuer had to do with wicked Spirits But you that are polluted with your lustes Stain'd with the guiltlesse blood of Innocents Corrupt and tainted with a thousand Vices Because you want the grace that others haue You iudge it straight a thing impossible To compasse Wonders but by helpe of diuels No misconceyued Ione of Aire hath beene A Virgin from her tender infancie Chaste and immaculate in very thought Whose Maiden-blood thus rigorously effus'd Will cry for Vengeance at the Gates of Heauen Yorke I I away with her to execution War And hearke ye sirs because she is a Maide Spare for no Faggots let there be enow Place barrelles of pitch vpon the fatall stake That so her torture may be shortned Puc Will nothing turne your vnrelenting hearts Then Ione discouet thine infirmity That wartanteth by Law to be thy priuiledge I am with childe ye bloody Homicides Murther not then the Fruite within my Wombe Although ye hale me to a violent death Yor. Now heauen forfend the holy Maid with child War The greatest miracle that ere ye wrought Is all your strict precisenesse come to this Yorke She and the Dolphin haue bin iugling I did imagine what would be her refuge War Well go too we 'll haue no Bastards liue Especially since Charles must Father it Puc You are deceyu'd my childe is none of his It was Alanson that inioy'd my loue Yorke Alanson that notorious Macheuile It dyes and if it had a thousand liues Puc Oh giue me leaue I haue deluded you 'T was neyther Charles nor yet the Duke I nam'd But Reignier King of Naples that preuayl'd War A married man that 's most intollerable Yor. Why here 's a Gyrle I think she knowes not wel There were so many whom she may accuse War It 's signe she hath beene liberall and free Yor. And yet forsooth she is a Virgin pure Strumpet thy words condemne thy Braâ— and thee Vse no intreaty for it is in vaine Pu. Then lead me hence with whom I leaue my curse May neuer glorious Sunne reflex his beames Vpon the Countrey where you make abode But darknesse and the gloomy shade of death Inuiron you till Mischeefe and Dispaire Driue you to break your necks or hang your selues Exit Enter Cardinall Yorke Breake thou in peeces and consume to ashes Thou fowle accursed minister of Hell Car. Lord Regent I do greete your Excellence With Letters of Commission from the King For know my Lords the States of Christendome Mou'd with remorse of these out-ragious broyles Haue earnestly implor'd a generall peace Betwixt our Nation and the aspyring French And heere at hand the Dolphin and his Traine Approacheth to conferre about some matter Yorke Is all our trauell turn'd to this effect After the slaughter of so many Peeres So many Captaines Gentlemen and Soldiers That in this quarrell haue beene ouerthrowne And sold their bodyes for their Countryes benefit Shall we at last conclude effeminate peace Haue we not lost most part of all the Townes By Treason Falshood and by Treacherie Our great Progenitors had conquered Oh Warwicke Warwicke I foresee with greefe The vtter losse of all the Realme of France War Be patient Yorke if we conclude a Peace It shall be with such strict and seuere Couenants As little shall the Frenchmen gaine thereby Enter Charles Alanson Bastard Reignier Char. Since Lords of England it is thus agreed That peacefull truce shall be proclaim'd in France We come to be informed by your selues What the conditions of that league must be Yorke Speake Winchester for boyling choller chokes The hollow passage of my poyson'd voyce By sight of these our balefull enemies Win. Charles and the rest it is enacted thus That in regard King Henry giues consent Of meere compassion and of lenity To ease your Countrie of distressefull Warre And suffer you to breath in fruitfull peace You shall become true Liegemen to his Crowne And Charles vpon condition thou wilt sweare To pay him tribute and submit thy selfe Thou shalt be plac'd as Viceroy vnder him And still enioy thy Regall dignity Alan Must he be then as shadow of himselfe Adorne his Temples with a Coronet And yet in substance and authority Retaine but priuiledge of a priuate man This proffer is absurd and reasonlesse Char. 'T is knowne already that I am possest With more then halfe the Gallian Territories And therein reuerenc'd for their lawfull King Shall I for lucre of the rest vn-vanquisht Detract so much from that prerogatiue As to be call'd but Viceroy of the whole No Lord Ambassador I le rather keepe That which I haue than coueting for more Be cast from possibility of all Yorke Insulting Charles hast thou by secret meanes Vs'd intercession to obtaine a league And now the matter growes to compremize Stand'st thou aloofe vpon Comparison Either accept the Title thou vsurp'st Of benefit proceeding from our King And not of any challenge of Desert Or we will plague thee with incessant Warres Reig. My Lord you do not well in obstinacy To cauill in the course of this Contract If once it be neglected ten to one We shall not finde like opportunity Alan To say the truth it is your policie To saue your Subiects from such massacre And ruthlesse slaughters as are dayly seene By our proceeding in Hostility And therefore take this compact of a Truce Although you breake it when your pleasure serues War How sayst thou Charles Shall our Condition stand Char. It Shall Onely reseru'd you claime no interest In any of our Townes of Garrison Yor. Then sweare Allegeance to his Maiesty
As thou art Knight neuer to disobey Nor be Rebellious to the Crowne of England Thou nor thy Nobles to the Crowne of England So now dismisse your Army when ye please Hang vp your Ensignes let your Drummes be still For heere we entertaine a solemne peace Exeunt Actus Quintus Enter Suffolke in conference with the King Glocester and Exeter King Your wondrous rare description noble Earle Of beauteous Margaret hath astonish'd me Her vertues graced with externall gifts Do breed Loues setled passions in my heart And like as rigour of tempestuous gustes Prouokes the mightiest Hulke against the tide So am I driuen by breath of her Renowne Either to suffer Shipwracke or arriue Where I may haue fruition of her Loue. Suf. Tush my good Lord this superficiall tale Is but a preface of her worthy praise The cheefe perfections of that louely Dame Had I sufficient skill to vtter them Would make a volume of inticing lines Able to rauish any dull conceit And which is more she is not so Diuine So full repleate with choice of all delights But with as humble lowlinesse of minde She is content to be at your command Command I meane of Vertuous chaste intents To Loue and Honor Henry as her Lord. King And otherwise will Henry ne're presume Therefore my Lord Protector giue consent That Marg'ret may be Englands Royall Queene Glo. So should I giue consent to flatter sinne You know my Lord your Highnesse is betroath'd Vnto another Lady of esteeme How shall we then dispense with that contract And not deface your Honor with reproach Suf. As doth a Ruler with vnlawfull Oathes Or one that at a Triumph hauing vow'd To try his strength forsaketh yet the Listes By reason of his Aduersaries oddes A poore Earles daughter is vnequall oddes And therefore may be broâ—e without offence Gloucester Why what I pray is Margaret more then that Her Father is no better than an Earle Although in glorious Titles he excell Suf. Yes my Lord her Father is a King The King of Naples and Ierusalem And of such great Authoritie in France As his alliance will confirme our peace And keepe the Frenchmen in Allegeance Glo. And so the Earle of Arminacke may doe Because he is neere Kinsman vnto Charles Exet. Beside his wealth doth warrant a liberal dower Where Reignier sooner will receyue than giue Suf. A Dowre my Lords Disgrace not so your King That he should be so abiect base and poore To choose for wealth and not for perfect Loue. Henry is able to enrich his Queene And not to seeke a Queene to make him rich So worthlesse Pezants bargaine for their Wiues As Market men for Oxen Sheepe or Horse Marriage is a matter of more worth Then to be dealt in by Atturney-ship Not whom we will but whom his Grace affects Must be companion of his Nuptiall bed And therefore Lords since he affects her most Most of all these reasons bindeth vs In our opinions she should be preferr'd For what is wedloeke forced but a Hell An Age of discord and continuall strife Whereas the contrarie bringeth blisse And is a patterne of Celestiall peace Whom should we match with Henry being a King But Margaret that is daughter to a King Her peerelesse feature ioyned with her birth Approues her sit for none but for a King Her valiant courage and vndaunted spirit More then in women commonly is seene Will answer our hope in issue of a King For Henry sonne vnto a Conqueror Is likely to beget more Conquerors If with a Lady of so high resolue As is faire Margaret he be link'd in loue Then yeeld my Lords and heere conclude with mee That Margaret shall be Queene and none but shee King Whether it be through force of your report My Noble Lord of Suffolke Or for that My tender youth was neuer yet attaint With any passion of inflaming Ioue I cannot tell but this I am assur'd I feele such sharpe dissention in my breast Such fierce alarums both of Hope and Feare As I am sicke with working of my thoughts Take therefore shipping poste my Lord to France Agree to any couenants and procure That Lady Margaret do vouchsafe to come To crosse the Seas to England and be crown'd King Henries faithfull and annointed Queene For your expences and sufficient charge Among the people gather vp a tenth Be gone I say for till you do returne I rest perplexed with a thousand Cares And you good Vnckle banish all offence If you do censure me by what you were Not what you are I know it will excuse This sodaine execution of my will And so conduct me where from company I may reuolue and ruminate my greefe Exit Glo. I greefe I feare me both at first and last Exit Glocester Suf. Thus Suffolke hath preuail'd and thus he goes As did the youthfull Paris once to Greece With hope to finde the like euent in loue But prosper better than the Troian did Margaret shall now be Queene and rule the King But I will rule both her the King and Realme Exit FINIS The second Part of Henry the Sixt with the death of the Good Duke HVMFREY Actus Primus Scoena Prima Flourish of Trumpets Then Hoboyes Enter King Duke Humfrey Salisbury Warwicke and Beauford on the one side The Queene Suffolke Yorke Somerset and Buckingham on the other Suffolke AS by your high Imperiall Maiesty I had in charge at my depart for France As Procurator to your Excellence To marry Princes Margaret for your Grace So in the Famous Ancient City Toures In presence of the Kings of France and Sicill The Dukes of Orleance Calaber Britaigne and Alanson Seuen Earles twelue Barons twenty reuerend Bishops I haue perform'd my Taske and was espous'd And humbly now vpon my bended knee In sight of England and her Lordly Peeres Deliuer vp my Title in the Queene To your most gracious hands that are the Substance Of that great Shadow I did represent The happiest Gift that euer Marquesse gaue The Fairest Queene that euer King receiu'd King Suffolke arise Welcome Queene Margaret I can expresse no kinder signe of Loue Then this kinde kisse O Lord that lends me life Lend me a heart repleate with thankfulnesse For thou hast giuen me in this beauteous Face A world of earthly blessings to my soule If Simpathy of Loue vnite our thoughts Queen Great King of England my gracious Lord The mutuall conference that my minde hath had By day by night waking and in my dreames In Courtly company or at my Beades With you mine Alder liefest Soueraigne Makes me the bolder to salute my King With ruder termes such as my wit affoords And ouer ioy of heart doth minister King Her sight did rauish but her grace in Speech Her words yclad with wisedomes Maiesty Makes me from Wondring fall to Weeping ioyes Such is the Fulnesse of my hearts content Lords with one cheerefull voice Welcome my Loue. All kneel Long liue Qu. Margaret Englands happines Queene We thanke
Oh Ned sweet Ned speake to thy Mother Boy Can'st thou not speake O Traitors Murtherers They that stabb'd Caesar shed no blood at all Did not offend nor were not worthy Blame If this foule deed were by to equall it He was a Man this in respect a Childe And Men ne're spend their fury on a Childe What 's worse then Murtherer that I may name it No no my heart will burst and if I speake And I will speake that so my heart may burst Butchers and Villaines bloudy Caniballes How sweet a Plant haue you vntimely cropt You haue no children Butchers if you had The thought of them would haue stirr'd vp remorse But if you euer chance to haue a Childe Looke in his youth to haue him so cut off As deathsmen you haue rid this sweet yong Prince King Away with her go beare her hence perforce Qu. Nay neuer beare me hence dispatch me heere Here sheath thy Sword I le pardon thee my death What wilt thou not Then Clarence do it thou Cla. By heauen I will not do thee so much ease Qu. Good Clarence do sweet Clarence do thou do it Cla. Did'st thou not heare me sweare I would not do it Qu. I but thou vsest to forsweare thy selfe 'T was Sin before but now 't is Charity What wilt y u not Where is that diuels butcher Richard Hard fauor'd Richard Richard where art thou Thou art not heere Murther is thy Almes-deed Petitioners for Blood thou ne're put'st backe Ed. Away I say I charge ye beare her hence Qu. So come to you and yours as to this Prince Exit Queene Ed. Where 's Richard gone Cla. To London all in post and as I guesse To make a bloody Supper in the Tower Ed. He 's sodaine if a thing comes in his head Now march we hence discharge the common sort With Pay and Thankes and let 's away to London And see our gentle Queene how well she fares By this I hope she hath a Sonne for me Exit Enter Henry the sixt and Richard with the Lieutenant on the Wallâ— Rich. Good day my Lord what at your Booke so hard Hen. I my good Lord my Lord I should say rather T is sinne to flatter Good was little better ' Good Gloster and good Deuill were alike And both preposterous therefore not Good Lord. Rich. Sirra leaue vs to our selues we must conferre Hen. So flies the wreaklesse shepherd from y e Wolfe So first the harmlesse Sheepe doth yeeld his Fleece And next his Throate vnto the Butchers Knife What Scene of death hath Rossius now to Acte Rich. Suspition alwayes haunts the guilty minde The Theefe doth feare each bush an Officer Hen. The Bird that hath bin limed in a bush With trembling wings misdoubteth euery bush And I the haplesse Male to one sweet Bird Haue now the fatall Obiect in my eye Where my poore yong was lim'd was caught and kill'd Rich. Why what a peeuish Foole was that of Creet That taught his Sonne the office of a Fowle And yet for all his wings the Foole was drown'd Hen. I Dedaius my poore Boy Icarus Thy Father Minos that deni'de our course The Sunne that sear'd the wings of my sweet Boy Thy Brother Edward and thy Selfe the Sea Whose enuious Gulfe did swallow vp his life Ah kill me with thy Weapon not with words My brest can better brooke thy Daggers point Then can my eares that Tragicke History But wherefore dost thou come Is' t for my Life Rich. Think'st thou I am an Executioner Hen. A Persecutor I am sure thou art If murthering Innocents be Executing Why then thou art an Executioner Rich. Thy Son I kill'd for his presumption Hen. Hadst thou bin kill'd when first y u didst presume Thou had'st not liu'd to kill a Sonne of mine And thus I prophesie that many a thousand Which now mistrust no parcell of my feare And many an old mans sighe and many a Widdowes And many an Orphans water-standing-eye Men for their Sonnes Wiues for their Husbands Orphans for their Parents timeles death Shall rue the houre that euer thou was 't borne The Owle shriek'd at thy birth an euill signe The Night-Crow cry'de aboding lucklesse time Dogs howl'd and hiddeous Tempest shook down Trees The Rauen rook'd her on the Chimnies top And chatt'ring Pies in dismall Discords sung Thy Mother felt more then a Mothers paine And yet brought forth lesse then a Mothers hope To wit an indigested and deformed lumpe Not like the fruit of such a goodly Tree Teeth had'st thou in thy head when thou was 't borne To signifie thou cam'st to bite the world And if the rest be true which I haue heard Thou cam'st Rich. I le heare no more Dye Prophet in thy speech Stabbes him For this among'st the rest was I ordain'd Hen. I and for much more slaughter after this O God forgiue my sinnes and pardon thee Dyes Rich. What will the aspiring blood of Lancaster Sinke in the ground I thought it would haue mounted See how my sword weepes for the poore Kings death O may such purple teares be alway shed From those that wish the downfall of our house If any sparke of Life be yet remaining Downe downe to hell and say I sent thee thither Stabs him againe I that haue neyther pitty loue nor feare Indeed 't is true that Henrie told me of For I haue often heard my Mother say I came into the world with my Legges forward Had I not reason thinke ye to make hast And seeke their Ruine that vsurp'd our Right The Midwife wonder'd and the Women cri'de O Iesus blesse vs he is borne with teeth And so I was which plainly signified That I should snarle and bite and play the dogge Then since the Heauens haue shap'd my Body so Let Hell make crook'd my Minde to answer it I haue no Brother I am like no Brother And this word Loue which Gray-beards call Diuine Be resident in men like one another And not in me I am my selfe alone Clarence beware thou keept'st me from the Light But I will sort a pitchy day for thee For I will buzze abroad such Prophesies That Edward shall be fearefull of his life And then to purge his feare I le be thy death King Henry and the Prince his Son are gone Clarence thy turne is next and then the rest Counting my selfe but bad till I be best I le throw thy body in another roome And Triumph Henry in thy day of Doome Exit Flourish Enter King Queene Clarence Richard Hastings Nurse and Attendants King Once more we sit in Englands Royall Throne Re-purchac'd with the Blood of Enemies What valiant Foe-men like to Autumnes Corne Haue we mow'd downe in tops of all their pride Three Dukes of Somerset threefold Renowne For hardy and vndoubted Champions Two Cliffords as the Father and the Sonne And two Northumberlands two brauer men Ne're spurr'd their Coursers at the Trumpets sound With them the two braue Beares Warwick Montague That in their Chaines
Feast with vs before you goe And finde the welcome of a Noble Foe Exeunt Manet Vlysses and Nestor Vlys Nestor Nest What sayes Vlysses Vlys I haue a young conception in my braine Be you my time to bring it to some shape Nest What is' t Vlysses This 't is Blunt wedges riue hard knots the seeded Pride That hath to this maturity blowne vp In ranke Achilles must or now be cropt Or shedding breed a Nursery of like euil To ouer-bulke vs all Nest Wel and how Vlys This challenge that the gallant Hector sends How euer it is spred in general name Relates in purpose onely to Achilles Nest The purpose is perspicuous euen as substance Whose grossenesse little charracters summe vp And in the publication make no straine But that Achilles were his braine as barren As bankes of Lybia though Apollo knowes 'T is dry enough wil with great speede of iudgement I with celerity finde Hectors purpose Pointing on him Vlys And wake him to the answer thinke you Nest Yes 't is most meet who may you else oppose That can from Hector bring his Honor off If not Achilles though 't be a sportfull Combate Yet in this triall much opinion dwels For heere the Troyans taste our deer'st repute With their fin'st Pallate and trust to me Vlysses Our imputation shall be oddely poiz'd In this wilde action For the successe Although particular shall giue a scantling Of good or bad vnto the Generall And in such Indexes although small prickes To their subsequent Volumes there is seene The baby figure of the Gyant-masse Of things to come at large It is suppos'd He that meets Hector issues from our choyse And choise being mutuall acte of all our soules Makes Merit her election and doth boyle As 't were from forth vs all a man distill'd Out of our Vertues who miscarrying What heart from hence receyues the conqu'ring part To steele a strong opinion to themselues Which entertain'd Limbes are in his instruments In no lesse working then are Swords and Bowes Directiue by the Limbes Vlys Giue pardon to my speech Therefore 't is meet Achilles meet not Hector Let vs like Merchants shew our fowlest Wares And thinke perchance they 'l sell If not The luster of the better yet to shew Shall shew the better Do not consent That euer Hector and Achilles meete For both our Honour and our Shame in this Are dogg'd with two strange Followers Nest I see them not with my old eies what are they Vlys What glory our Achilles shares from Hector Were he not proud we all should weare with him But he already is too insolent And we were better parch in Affricke Sunne Then in the pride and salt scorne of his eyes Should he scape Hector faire If he were foyld Why then we did our maine opinion crush In taint of our best man No make a Lott'ry And by deuice let blockish Aiax draw The sort to sight with Hector Among our selues Giue him allowance as the worthier man For that will physicke the great Myrmidon Who broyles in lowd applause and make him fall His Crest that prouder then blew Iris bends If the dull brainlesse Aiax come safe off Wee 'l dresse him vp in voyces if he faile Yet go we vnder our opinion still That we haue better men But hit or misse Our proiects life this shape of sence assumes Aiax imploy'd pluckes downe Achilles Plumes Nest Now Vlysses I begin to rellish thy aduice And I wil giue a taste of it forthwith To Agamemnon go we to him straight Two Curres shal tame each other Pride alone Must tarre the Mastiffes on as 't were their bone Exeunt Enter Aiax and Thersites Aia. Thersites Ther. Agamemnon how if he had Biles ful all ouer generally Aia. Thersites Ther. And those Byles did runne say so did not the General run were not that a botchy core Aia. Dogge Ther. Then there would come some matter from him I see none now Aia. Thou Bitch-Wolfes-Sonne canst y u not heare Feele then Strikes him Ther. The plague of Greece vpon thee thou Mungrel beefe-witted Lord. Aia. Speake then you whinid'st leauen speake I will beate thee into handsomnesse Ther. I shal sooner rayle thee into wit and holinesse but I thinke thy Horse wil sooner con an Oration then y u learn a prayer without booke Thou canst strike canst thou A red Murren o' th thy Iades trickes Aia. Toads stoole learne me the Proclamation Ther. Doest thou thinke I haue no sence thou strik'st me thus Aia. The Proclamation Ther. Thou art proclaim'd a foole I thinke Aia. Do not Porpentine do not my fingers itch Ther. I would thou didst itch from head to foot and I had the scratching of thee I would make thee the lothsom'st scab in Greece Aia. I say the Proclamation Ther. Thou grumblest railest euery houre on Achilles and thou art as ful of enuy at his greatnes as Cerberus is at Proserpina's beauty I that thou barkst at him Aia. Mistresse Thersites Ther. Thou should'st strike him Aia. Coblofe Ther. He would pun thee into shiuers with his fist as a Sailor breakes a bisket Aia. You horson Curre Ther. Do do Aia. Thou stoole for a Witch Ther. I do do thou sodden-witted Lord thou hast no more braine then I haue in mine elbows An Asinico may tutor thee Thou scuruy valiant Asse thou art heere but to thresh Troyans and thou art bought and solde among those of any wit like a Barbarian slaue If thou vse to beat me I wil begin at thy heele and tel what thou art by inches thou thing of no bowels thou Aia. You dogge Ther. You scuruy Lord. Aia. You Curre Ther. Mars his Ideot do rudenes do Camell do do Enter Achilles and Patroclus Achil. Why how now Aiax wherefore do you this How now Thersites what 's the matter man Ther. You see him there do you Achil. I what 's the matter Ther. Nay looke vpon him Achil. So I do what 's the matter Ther. Nay but regard him well Achil. Well why I do so Ther. But yet you looke not well vpon him for who some euer you take him to be he is Aiax Achil. I know that foole Ther. I but that foole knowes not himselfe Aiax Therefore I beare thee Ther. Lo lo lo lo what modicums of wit he vtters his euasions haue eares thus long I haue bobb'd his Braine more then he has beate my bones I will buy nine Sparrowes for a peny and his Piamater is not worth the ninth part of a Sparrow This Lord Achilles Aiax who wears his wit in his belly and his guttes in his head I le tell you what I say of him Achil. What Ther. I say this Aiax Achil. Nay good Aiax Ther. Has not so much wit Achil. Nay I must hold you Ther. As will stop the eye of Helens Needle for whom he comes to fight Achil. Peace foole Ther. I would haue peace and quietnes but the foole will not He there that he looke you there Aiax O
turbulence and this whole night Hath nothing beene but shapes and formes of slaughter Cass O 't is true Hect. Ho bid my Trumpet sound Cass No notes of sallie for the heauens sweet brother Hect. Begon I say the gods haue heard me sweare Cass The gods are deafe to hot and peeuish vowes They are polluted offrings more abhord Then spotted Liuers in the sacrifice And. O be perswaded doe not count it holy To hurt by being iust it is as lawfull For we would count giue much to as violent thefts And rob in the behalfe of charitie Cass It is the purpose that makes strong the vowe But vowes to euery purpose must not hold Vnatme sweete Hector Hect. Hold you still I say Mine honour keepes the weather of my fate Life euery man holds deere but the deere man Holds honor farre more precious deere then life Enter Troylus How now yong man mean'st thou to fight to day And. Cassandra call my father to perswade Exit Cassandra Hect. No faith yong Troylus doffe thy harnesse youth I am to day i th' vaine of Chiualrie Let grow thy Sinews till their knots be strong And tempt nor yet the brushes of the warre Vnarme thee goe and doubt thou not braue boy I le stand to day for thee and me and Troy Troy Brother you haue a vice of mercy in you Which better fits a Lyon then a man Hect. What vice is that good Troylus chide me for it Troy When many times the captiue Grecian fals Euen in the fanne and winde of your faire Sword You bid them rise and liue Hect. O 't is faire play Troy Fooles play by heauen Hector Hect. How now how now Troy For th' loue of all the gods Let 's leaue the Hermit Pitty with our Mothers And when we haue our Armors buckled on The venom'd vengeance ride vpon our swords Spur them to ruthfull worke reine them from ruth Hect. Fie sauage fie Troy Hector then 't is warres Hect. Troylus I would not haue you fight to day Troy Who should with-hold me Not fate obedience nor the hand of Mars Beckning with fierie trunchion my retire Not Priamus and Hecuba on knees Their eyes ore-galled with recourse of teares Nor you my brother with your true sword drawne Oppos'd to hinder me should stop my way But by my ruine Enter Priam and Cassandra Cass Lay hold vpon him Priam hold him fast He is thy crutch now if thou loose thy stay Thou on him leaning and all Troy on thee Fall all together Priam. Come Hector come goe backe Thy wife hath dreampt thy mother hath had visions Cassandra doth foresee and I my selfe Am like a Prophet suddenly enâ—apt to tell thee that this day is ominous Therefore come backe Hect Aeneas is a field And I do stand engag'd to many Greekes Euen in the faith of valour to appeare This morning to them Priam. I but thou shalt not goe Hect. I must not breake my faith You know me dutifull therefore deare sir Let me not shame respect but giue me leaue To take that course by your consent and voice Which you doe here forbid me Royall Priam. Cass O Priam yeelde not to him And. Doe not deere father Hect. Andromache I am offended with you Vpon the loue you beare me get you in Exit Andromache Troy This foolish dreaming superstitious girle Makes all these bodements Cass O farewell deere Hector Looke how thou diest looke how thy eye turnes pale Looke how thy wounds doth bleede at many vents Harke how Troy roares how Hecuba cries out How poore Andromache shrils her dolour forth Behold distraction frenzie and amazement Like witlesse Antickes one another meete And all cry Hector Hectors dead O Hector Troy Away away Cas Farewell yes soft Hector I take my leaue Thou do'st thy selfe and all our Troy deceiue Exit Hect. You are amaz'd my Liege at her exclaime Goe in and cheere the Towne wee le forth and fight Doe deedes of praise and tell you them at night Priam. Farewell the gods with safetie stand about thee Alarum Troy They are at it harke proud Diomed beleeue I come to loose my arme or winne my sleeue Enter Pandar Pand. Doe you heare my Lord do you heare Troy What now Pand. Here 's a Letter come from yond poore girle Troy Let me reade Pand. A whorson tisicke a whorson rascally tisicke so troubles me and the foolish fortune of this girle and what one thing what another that I shall leaue you one o' th's dayes and I haue a rheume in mine eyes too and such an ache in my bones that vnlesse a man were curst I cannot tell what to thinke on 't What sayes shee there Troy Words words meere words no matter from the heart Th' effect doth operate another way Goe winde to winde there turne and change together My loue with words and errors still she feedes But edifies another with her deedes Pand. Why but heare you Troy Hence brother lackie ignomie and shame Pursue thy life and liue aye with thy name A Larum Exeunt Enter Thersites in excursion Ther. Now they are clapper-clawing one another I le goe looke on that dissembling abhominable varlet Diomede has got that same scuruie doting foolish yong knaues Sleeue of Troy there in his Helme I would faine see them meet that that same yong Troian asse that loues the whore there might send that Greekish whore-maisterly villaine with the Sleeue backe to the dissembling luxurious drabbe of a sleeuelesse errant O' th' tother side the pollicie of those craftie swearing rascals that stole old Mouse-eaten dry cheese Nestor and that same dog-foxe Vlisses is not prou'd worth a Black-berry They set me vp in pollicy that mungrill curre Aiax against that dogge of as bad a kinde Achilles And now is the curre Aiax prouder then the curre Achilles and will not arme to day Whereupon the Grecians began to proclaime barbarisme and pollicie growes into an ill opinion Enter Diomed and Troylus Soft here comes Sleeue and th' other Troy Flye not for should'st thou take the Riuer Stix I would swim after Diom. Thou do'st miscall retire I doe not flye but aduantagious care Withdrew me from the oddes of multitude Haue at thee Ther. Hold thy whore Grecian now for thy whore Troian Now the Sleeue now the Sleeue Enter Hector Hect. What art thou Greek art thou for Hectors match Art thou of bloud and honour Ther. No no I am a rascall a scuruie railing knaue a very filthy roague Hect. I doe beleeue thee liue Ther. God a mercy that thou wilt beleeue me but a plague breake thy necke for frighting me what 's become of the wenching rogues I thinke they haue swallowed one another I would laugh at that miracle yet in a sort lecherie eares it selfe I le seeke them Exit Enter Diomed and Seruants Dio. Goe goe my seruant take thou Troylus Horse Present the faire Steede to my Lady Cressid Fellow commend my seruice to her beauty Tell her I haue chastis'd the amorous Troyan
that the Spoile got on the Aâ—tiats Was ne're distributed What will he come Enter an Edile Edile Hee 's comming Bru. How accompanied Edile With old Menenius and those Senators That alwayes fauour'd him Sicin Haue you a Catalogue Of all the Voices that we haue procur'd set downe by ' th Pole Edile I haue 't is ready Sicin Haue you collected them by Tribes Edile I haue Sicin Assemble presently the people hither And when they heare me say it shall be so I' th' right and strength a' th' Commons be it either For death for fine or Banishment then let them If I say Fine cry Fine if Death cry Death Insisting on the olde prerogatiue And power i' th Truth a' th Cause Edile I shall informe them Bru. And when such time they haue begun to cry Let them not cease but with a dinne confus'd Inforce the present Execution Of what we chance to Sentence Edi. Very well Sicin Make them be strong and ready for this hint When we shall hap to giu 't them Bru. Go about it Put him to Choller straite he hath bene vs'd Euer to conquer and to haue his worth Of contradiction Being once chaft he cannot Be rein'd againe to Temperance then he speakes What 's in his heart and that is there which lookes With vs to breake his necke Enter Coriolanus Menenius and Cominius with others Sicin Well heere he comes Mene. Calmely I do beseech you Corio I as an Hostler that fourth poorest peece Will beare the Knaue by ' th Volume Th' honor'd Goddes Keepe Rome in safety and the Chaires of Iustice Supplied with worthy men plant loue amongs Through our large Temples with y e shewes of peace And not our streets with Warre 1 Sen. Amen Amen Mene. A Noble wish Enter the Edile with the Plebeians Sicin Draw neere ye people Edile List to your Tribunes Audience Peace I say Corio First heare me speake Both Tri. Well say Peace hoe Corio Shall I be charg'd no further then this present Must all determine heere Sicin I do demand If you submit you to the peoples voices Allow their Officers and are content To suffer lawfull Censure for such faults As shall be prou'd vpon you Corio I am Content Mene. Lo Citizens he sayes he is Content The warlike Seruice he ha's done consider Thinke Vpon the wounds his body beares which shew Like Graues i' th holy Church-yard Corio Scratches with Briars scarres to moue Laughter onely Mene. Consider further That when he speakes not like a Citizen You finde him like a Soldier do not take His rougher Actions for malicious sounds But as I say such as become a Soldier Rather then enuy you Com. Well well no more Corio What is the matter That being past for Consull with full voyce I am so dishonour'd that the very houre You take it off againe Sicin Answer to vs. Corio Say then 't is true I ought so Sicin We charge you that you haue contriu'd to take From Rome all season'd Office and to winde Your selfe into a power tyrannicall For which you are a Traitor to the people Corio How Traytor Mene. Nay temperately your promise Corio The fires i' th' lowest hell Fould in the people Call me their Traitor thou iniurious Tribune Within thine eyes sate twenty thousand deaths In thy hands clutcht as many Millions in Thy lying tongue both numbers I would say Thou lyest vnto thee with a voice as free As I do pray the Gods Sicin Marke you this people All. To ' th' Rocke to ' th' Rocke with him Sicin Peace We neede not put new matter to his charge What you haue seene him do and heard him speake Beating your Officers cursing your selues Opposing Lawes with stroakes and heere defying Those whose great power must try him Euen this so criminall and in such capitall kinde Deserues th' extreamest death Bru. But since he hath seru'd well for Rome Corio What do you prate of Seruice Brut. I talke of that that know it Corio You Mene. Is this the promise that you made your mother Com. Know I pray you Corio I le know no further Let them pronounce the steepe Tarpeian death Vagabond exile Fleaing pent to linger But with a graine a day I would not buy Their mercie at the price of one faire word Nor checke my Courage for what they can giue To haue 't with saying Good morrow Sicin For that he ha's As much as in him lies from time to time Enui'd against the people seeking meanes To plucke away their power as now at last Giuen Hostile strokes and that not in the presence Of dreaded Iustice but on the Ministers That doth distribute it In the name a' th' people And in the power of vs the Tribunes wee Eu'n from this instant banish him our Citie In perill of precipitation From off the Rocke Tarpeian neuer more To enter our Rome gates I' th' Peoples name I say it shall bee so All. It shall be so it shall be so let him away Hee 's banish'd and it shall be so Com. Heare me my Masters and my common friends Sicin He 's sentenc'd No more hearing Com. Let me speake I haue bene Consull and can shew from Rome Her Enemies markes vpon me I do loue My Countries good with a respect more tender More holy and profound then mine owne life My deere Wiues estimate her wombes encrease And treasure of my Loynes then if I would Speake that Sicin We know your drift Speake what Bru. There 's no more to be said but he is banish'd As Enemy to the people and his Countrey It shall bee so All. It shall be so it shall be so Corio You common cry of Curs whose breath I hate As reeke a' th' rotten Fennes whose Loues I prize As the dead Carkasses of vnburied men That do corrupt my Ayre I banish you And heere remaine with your vncertaintie Let euery feeble Rumor shake your hearts Your Enemies with nodding of their Plumes Fan you into dispaire Haue the power still To banish your Defenders till at length Your ignorance which findes not till it feeles Making but reseruation of your selues Still your owne Foes deliuer you As most abated Captiues to some Nation That wonne you without blowes despising For you the City Thus I turne my backe There is a world elsewhere Exeunt Coriolanus Cominius with Cumalijs They all shout and throw vp their Caps Edile The peoples Enemy is gone is gone All. Our enemy is banish'd he is gone Hoo oo Sicin Go see him out at Gates and follow him As he hath follow'd you with all despight Giue him deseru'd vexation Let a guard Attend vs through the City All. Come come le ts see him out at gates come The Gods preserue our Noble Tribunes come Exeunt Actus Quartus Enter Coriolanus Volumnia Virgilia Menenius Cominius with the yong Nobility of Rome Corio Come leaue your teares a brief farwel the beast With many heads butts me away Nay Mother Where is your ancient Courage You were vs'd
He craues a parly at your Fathers house Willing you to demand your Hostages And they shall be immediately deliuered Goth. What saies our Generall Luc. Emillius let the Emperour giue his pledges Vnto my Father and my Vncle Marcus Flourish And we will come I march away Exeunt Enter Tamora and her two Sonnes disguised Tam. Thus in this strange and sad Habilliament I will encounter with Andronicus And say I am Reuenge sent from below To ioyne with him and right his hainous wrongs Knocke at his study where they say he keepes To ruminate strange plots of dire Reuenge Tell him Reuenge is come to ioyne with him And worke confusion on his Enemies They knocke and Titus opens his study dore Tit. Who doth mollest my Contemplation Is it your tricke to make me ope the dore That so my sad decrees may flie away And all my studie be to no effect You are deceiu'd for what I meane to do See heere in bloody lines I haue set downe And what is written shall be executed Tam. Titus I am come to talke with thee Tit. No not a word how can I grace my talke Wanting a hand to giue it action Thou hast the ods of me therefore no more Tam. If thou did'st know me Thou would'st talke with me Tit. I am not mad I know thee well enough Witnesse this wretched stump Witnesse these crimson lines Witnesse these Trenches made by griefe and care Witnesse the trying day and heauie night Witnesse all sorrow that I know thee well For our proud Empresse Mighty Tamora Is not thy comming for my other hand Tamo Know thou sad man I am not Tamora She is thy Enemie and I thy Friend I am Reuenge sent from th' infernall Kingdome To ease the gnawing Vulture of the mind By working wreakefull vengeance on my Foes Come downe and welcome me to this worlds light Conferre with me of Murder and of Death Ther 's not a hollow Caue or lurking place No Vast obscurity or Misty vale Where bloody Murther or detested Rape Can couch for feare but I will finde them out And in their eares tell them my dreadfull name Reuenge which makes the foule offenders quake Tit. Art thou Reuenge and art thou sent to me To be a torment to mine Enemies Tam. I am therefore come downe and welcome me Tit. Doe me some seruice ere I come to thee Loe by thy side where Rape and Murder stands Now giue some surance that thou art Reuenge Stab them or teare them on thy Chariot wheeles And then I le come and be thy Waggoner And whirle along with thee about the Globes Prouide thee two proper Palfries as blacke as Iet To hale thy vengefull Waggon swift away And finde out Murder in their guilty cares And when thy Car is loaden with their heads I will dismount and by the Waggon wheele Trot like a Seruile footeman all day long Euen from Eptons rising in the East Vntill his very downefall in the Sea And day by day I le do this heauy taske So thou destroy Rapine and Murder there Tam. These are my Ministers and come with me Tit. Are them thy Ministers what are they call'd Tam. Rape and Murder therefore called so Cause they take vengeance of such kind of men Tit. Good Lord how like the Empresse Son they are And you the Empresse But we worldly men Haue miserable mad mistaking eyes Oh sweet Reuenge now do I come to thee And if one armes imbracement will content thee I will imbrace thee in it by and by Tam. This closing with him fits his Lunacie What ere I forge to feede his braine-sicke fits Do you vphold and maintaine in your speeches For now he firmely takes me for Reuenge And being Credulous in this mad thought I le make him send for Lucius his Sonne And whil'st I at a Banquet hold him sure I le find some cunning practise out of hand To scatter and disperse the giddle Gothes Or at the least make them his Enemies See heere he comes and I must play my theame Tit. Long haue I bene forlorne and all for thee Welcome dread Fury to my woofull house Rapine and Murther you are welcome too How like the Empresse and her Sonnes you are Well are you fitted had you but a Moore Could not all hell afford you such a deuill For well I wote the Empresse neuer wags But in her company there is a Moore And would you represent our Queene aright It were conuenient you had such a deuill But welcome as you are what shall we doe Tam. What would'st thou haue vs doe Andronicus Dem. Shew me a Murtherer I le deale with him Chi. Shew me a Villaine that hath done a Rape And I am sent to be reueng'd on him Tam. Shew me a thousand that haue done thee wrong And I le be reuenged on them all Tit. Looke round about the wicked streets of Rome And when thou find'st a man that 's like thy selfe Good Murder stab him hee 's a Murtherer Goe thou with him and when it is thy hap To finde another that is like to thee Good Rapine stab him he is a Rauisher Go thou with them and in the Emperours Court There is a Queene attended by a Moore Well maist thou know her by thy owne proportion For vp and downe she doth resemble thee I pray thee doe on them some violent death They haue bene violent to me and mine Tam. Well hast thou lesson'd vs this shall we do But would it please thee good Andronicus To send for Lucius thy thrice Valiant Sonne Who leades towards Rome a Band of Warlike Gothes And bid him come and Banquet at thy house When he is heere euen at thy Solemne Feast I will bring in the Empresse and her Sonnes The Emperour himselfe and all thy Foes And at thy mercy shall they stoop and kneele And on them shalt thou ease thy angry heart What saies Andronicus to this deuise Enter Marcus Tit. Marcus my Brother 't is sad Titus calls Go gentle Marcus to thy Nephew Lucius Thou shalt enquire him out among the Gothes Bid him repaire to me and bring with him Some of the chiefest Princes of the Gothes Bid him encampe his Souldiers where they are Tell him the Emperour and the Empresse too Feasts at my house and he shall Feast with them This do thou for my loue and so let him As he regards his aged Fathers life Mar. This will I do and soone returne againe Tam. Now will I hence about thy businesse And take my Ministers along with me Tit. Nay nay let Rape and Murder stay with me Or els I le call my Brother backe againe And cleaue to no reuenge but Lucius Tam. What say you Boyes will you bide with him Whiles I goe tell my Lord the Emperour How I haue gouern'd our determined iest Yeeld to his Humour smooth and speake him faire And tarry with him till I turne againe Tit. I know them all though they suppose me mad And will ore-reach them in their owne
for cost Nur. Go you Cot-queane go Get you to bed faith you le be sicke to morrow For this nights watching Cap. No not a whit what I haue watcht ere now All night for lesse cause and nere beene sicke La. I you haue bin a Mouse-hunt in your time But I will watch you from such watching now Exit Lady and Nurse Cap. A iealous hood a iealous hood Now fellow what there Enter three or foure with spits and logs and baskets Fel. Things for the Cooke sir but I know not what Cap. Make hast make hast sirrah fetch drier Logs Call Peter he will shew thee where they are Fel. I haue a head sir that will find out logs And neuer trouble Peter for the matter Cap. Masse and well said a merrie horson ha Thou shalt be loggerhead good Father 't is day Play Musicke The Countie will be here with Musicke straight For so he said he would I heare him neere Nurse wife what ho what Nurse I say Enter Nurse Go waken Iuliet go and trim her vp I le go and chat with Paris hie make hast Make hast the Bridegroome he is come already Make hast I say Nur. Mistris what Mistris Iuliet Fast I warrant her she Why Lambe why Lady fie you sluggabed Why Loue I say Madam sweet heart why Bride What not a word You take your peniworths now Sleepe for a weeke for the next night I warrant The Countie Paris hath set vp his rest That you shall rest but little God forgiue me Marrie and Amen how sound is she a sleepe I must needs wake her Madam Madam Madam I let the Countie take you in your bed Hee le fright you vp yfaith Will it not be What drest and in your clothes and downe againe I must needs wake you Lady Lady Lady Alas alas helpe helpe my Ladyes dead Oh weladay that euer I was borne Some Aqua-vitae ho my Lord my Lady Mo. What noise is heere Enter Mother Nur. O lamentable day Mo. What is the matter Nur. Looke looke oh heauie day Mo. O me O me my Child my onely life Reuiue looke vp or I will die with thee Helpe helpe call helpe Enter Father Fa. For shame bring Iuliet forth her Lord is come Nur. Shee 's dead deceast shee 's dead alacke the day M. Alacke the day shee 's dead shee 's dead shee 's dead Fa. Ha Let me see her out alas shee 's cold Her blood is setled and her ioynts are stiffe Life and these lips haue long bene sep erated Death lies on her like an vntimely frost Vpon the swetest flower of all the field Nur. O Lamentable day Mo. O wofull time Fa. Death that hath tane her hence to make me waile Ties vp my tongue and will not let me speake Enter Frier and the Countie Fri. Come is the Bride ready to go to Church Fa. Ready to go but neuer to returne O Sonne the night before thy wedding day Hath death laine with thy wife there she lies Flower as she was deflowred by him Death is my Sonne in-law death is my Heire My Daughter he hath wedded I will die And leaue him all life liuing all is deaths Pa. Haue I thought long to see this mornings face And doth it giue me such a sight as this Mo. Accur'st vnhappie wretched hatefull day Most miserable houre that ere time saw In lasting labour of his Pilgrimage But one poore one one poore and louing Child But one thing to reioyce and solace in And cruell death hath catcht it from my sight Nur. O wo O wofull wofull wofull day Most lamentable day most wofull day That euer euer I did yet behold O day O day O day O hatefull day Neuer was seene so blacke a day as this O wofull day O wofull day Pa. Beguild diuorced wronged spighted slaine Most detestable death by thee beguil'd By cruell cruell thee quite ouerthrowne O loue O life not life but loue in death Fat Despis'd distressed hated martir'd kil'd Vncomfortable time why cam'st thou now To murther murther our solemnitie O Child O Child my soule and not my Child Dead art thou alacke my Child is dead And with my Child my ioyes are buried Fri. Peace ho for shame confusions Care liues not In these confusions heauen and your selfe Had part in this faire Maid now heauen hath all And all the better is it for the Maid Your part in her you could not keepe from death But heauen keepes his part in eternall life The most you sought was her promotion For 't was your heauen she shouldst be aduan'st And weepe ye now seeing she is aduan'st Aboue the Cloudes as high as Heauen it selfe O in this loue you loue your Child so ill That you run mad seeing that she is well Shee 's not well married that liues married long But shee 's best married that dies married yong Drie vp your teares and sticke your Rosemarie On this faire Coarse and as the custome is And in her best array beare her to Church For though some Nature bids all vs lament Yet Natures teares are Reasons merriment Fa. All things that we ordained Festiuall Turne from their office to blacke Funerall Our instruments to melancholy Bells Our wedding cheare to a sad buriall Feast Our solemne Hymnes to sullen Dyrges change Our Bridall flowers serue for a buried Coarse And all things change them to the contrarie Fri. Sir go you in and Madam go with him And go sir Paris euery one prepare To follow this faire Coarse vnto her graue The heauens do lowre vpon you for some ill Moue them no more by crossing their high will Exeunt Mu. Faith we may put vp our Pipes and be gone Nur. Honest good fellowes Ah put vp put vp For well you know this is a pitifull case Mu. I by my troth the case may be amended Enter Peter Pet. Musitions oh Musitions Hearts ease hearts ease O and you will haue me liue play hearts ease Mu. Why hearts ease Pet. O Musitions Because my heart it selfe plaies my heart is full Mu. Not a dump we 't is no time to play now Pet. You will not then Mu. No. Pet. I will then giue it you soundly Mu. What will you giue vs Pet. No money on my faith but the gleeke I will giue you the Minstrell Mu. Then will I giue you the Seruing creature Peter Then will I lay the seruing Creatures Dagger on your pate I will carie no Crochets I le Re you I le Fa you do you note me Mu. And you Re vs and Fa vs you Note vs. 2. M. Pray you put vp your Dagger And put out your wit Then haue at you with my wit Peter I will drie-beate you with an yron wit And put vp my yron Dagger Answere me like men When griping griefes the heart doth wound then Musicke with her siluer sound Why siluer sound why Musicke with her siluer sound what say you Simon Catling Mu. Mary sir because siluer hath a sweet sound Pet. Pratest what say you Hugh
Sunne that comforts burne Speake and be hang'd For each true word a blister and each false Be as a Cantherizing to the root o' th' Tongue Consuming it with speaking 1 Worthy Timon Tim. Of none but such as you And you of Timon 1 The Senators of Athens greet thee Timon Tim. I thanke them And would send them backe the plague Could I but catch it for them 1 O forget What we are sorry for our selues in thee The Senators with one consent of loue Intreate thee backe to Athens who haue thought On speciall Dignities which vacant lye For thy best vse and wearing 2 They confesse Toward thee forgetfulnesse too generall grosse Which now the publike Body which doth sildome Play the re-canter feeling in it selfe A lacke of Timons ayde hath since withall Of it owne fall restraining ayde to Timon And send forth vs to make their sorrowed render Together with a recompence more fruitfull Then their offence can weigh downe by the Dramme I euen such heapes and summes of Loue and Wealth As shall to thee blot out what wrongs were theirs And write in thee the figures of their loue Euâ— to read them thine Tim. You witch me in it Surprize me to the very brinke of teares Lend me a Fooles heart and a womans eyes And I le be weepe these comforts worthy Senators 1 Therefore so please thee to returne with vs And of our Athens thine and ours to take The Captainship thou shalt be met with thankes Allowed with absolute power and thy good name Liue with Authoritie so soone we shall driue backe Of Alcibiades th' approaches wild Who like a Bore too sauage doth root vp His Countries peace 2 And shakes his threatning Sword Against the walles of Athens 1 Therefore Timon Tim. Well sir I will therefore I will sir thus If Alcibiades kill my Countrymen Let Alcibiades know this of Timon That Timon cares not But if he sacke faire Athens And take our goodly aged men by ' th' Beards Giuing our holy Virgins to the staine Of contumelious beastly mad-brain'd warre Then let him know and tell him Timon speakes it In pitty of our aged and our youth I cannot choose but tell him that I care not And let him tak 't at worst For their Kniues care not While you haue throats to answer For my selfe There 's not a whittle in th' vnruly Campe But I do prize it at my loue before The reuerends Throat in Athens So I leaue you To the protection of the prosperous Gods As Theeues to Keepers Stew. Stay not all 's in vaine Tim. Why I was writing of my Epitaph It will be seene to morrow My long sicknesse Of Health and Liuing now begins to mend And nothing brings me all things Go liue still Be Alcibiades your plague you his And last so long enough 1 We speake in vaine Tim. But yet I loue my Country and am not One that reioyces in the common wracke As common bruite doth put it 1 That 's well spoke Tim. Commend me to my louing Countreymen 1 These words become your lippes as they passe thorow them 2 And enter in our eares like great Triumphers In their applauding gates Tim. Commend me to them And tell them that to ease them of their greefes Their feares of Hostile strokes their Aches losses Their pangs of Loue with other incident throwes That Natures fragile Vessell doth sustaine In lifes vncertaine voyage I will some kindnes do them I le teach them to preuent wilde Alcibiades wrath 1 I like this well he will returne againe Tim. I haue a Tree which growes heere in my Close That mine owne vse inuites me to cut downe And shortly must I fell it Tell my Friends Tell Athens in the sequence of degree From high to low throughout that who so please To stop Affliction let him take his haste Come hither ere my Tree hath felt the Axe And hang himselfe I pray you do my greeting Stew. Trouble him no further thus you still shall Finde him Tim. Come not to me againe but say to Athens Timon hath made his euerlasting Mansion Vpon the Beached Verge of the salt Flood Who once a day with his embossed Froth The turbulent Surge shall couer thither come And let my graue-stone be your Oracle Lippes let foure words go by and Language end What is amisse Plague and Infection mend Graues onely be mens workes and Death their gaine Sunne hide thy Beames Timon hath done his Raigne Exit Timon 1 His discontents are vnremoueably coupled to Nature 2 Our hope in him is dead let vs returne And straine what other meanes is left vnto vs In our deere perill 1 It requires swift foot Exeunt Enter two other Senators with a Messenger 1 Thou hast painfully discouer'd are his Files As full as thy report Mes I haue spoke the least Besides his expedition promises present approach 2 We stand much hazard if they bring not Timon Mes I met a Currier one mine ancient Friend Whom though in generall part we were oppos'd Yet our old loue made a particular force And made vs speake like Friends This man was riding From Alcibiades to Timons Caue With Letters of intreaty which imported His Fellowship i' th' cause against your City In part for his sake mou'd Enter the other Senators 1 Heere come our Brothers 3 No talke of Timon nothing of him expect The Enemies Drumme is heard and fearefull scouring Doth choake the ayre with dust In and prepare Ours is the fall I feare our Foes the Snare Exeunt Enter a Souldier in the Woods seeking Timon Sol. By all description this should be the place Whose heere Speake hoa No answer What is this Tymon is dead who hath out-stretcht his span Some Beast reade this There do's not liue a Man Dead sure and this his Graue what 's on this Tomb I cannot read the Charracter I le take with wax Our Captaine hath in euery Figure skill An ag'd Interpreter though yong in dayes Before proud Athens hee 's set downe by this Whose fall the marke of his Ambition is Exit Trumpets sound Enter Alcibiades with his Powers before Athens Alc. Sound to this Coward and lasciuious Towne Our terrible approach Sounds a Parly The Senators appeare vpon the wals Till now you haue gone on and fill'd the time With all Licentious measure making your willes The scope of Iustice Till now my selfe and such As slept within the shadow of your power Haue wander'd with our trauerst Armes and breath'd Our sufferance vainly Now the time is flush When crouching Marrow in the bearer strong Cries of it selfe no more Now breathlesse wrong Shall sit and pant in your great Chaires of ease And pursie Insolence shall breake his winde With feare and horrid flight 1 Sen. Noble and young When thy first greefes were but a meere conceit Ere thou had'st power or we had cause of feare We sent to thee to giue thy rages Balme To wipe out our Ingratitude with Loues Aboue their quantitie 2 So did
High thee hither That I may powre my Spirits in thine Eare And chastise with the valour of my Tongue All that impeides thee from the Golden Round Which Fate and Metaphysicall ayde doth seeme To haue thee crown'd withall Enter Messenger What is your tidings Mess The King comes here to Night Lady Thou' rt mad to say it Is not thy Master with him who wer 't so Would haue inform'd for preparation Mess So please you it is true our Thane is comming One of my fellowes had the speed of him Who almost dead for breath had scarcely more Then would make vp his Message Lady Giue him tending He brings great newes Exit Messenger The Rauen himselfe is hoarse That croakes the fatall entrance of Duncan Vnder my Battlements Come you Spirits That tend on mortall thoughts vnsex me here And fill me from the Crowne to the Toe top-full Of direst Crueltie make thick my blood Stop vp th' accesse and passage to Remorse That no compunctious visitings of Nature Shake my fell purpose nor keepe peace betweene Th' effect and hit Come to my Womans Brests And take my Milke for Gall you murth'ring Ministers Where-euer in your sightlesse substances You wait on Natures Mischiefe Come thick Night And pall thee in the dunnest smoake of Hell That my keene Knife see not the Wound it makes Nor Heauen peepe through the Blanket of the darke To cry hold hold Enter Macbeth Great Glamys worthy Cawdor Greater then both by the all-haâ—le hereafter Thy Letters haue transported me beyond This ignorant present and I feele now The future in the instant Macb. My dearest Loue Duncan comes here to Night Lady And when goes hence Macb. To morrow as he purposes Lady O neuer Shall Sunne that Morrow see Your Face my Thane is as a Booke where men May reade strange matters to beguile the time Looke like the time beare welcome in your Eye Your Hand your Tongue looke like th' innocent flower But be the Serpent vnder 't He that 's comming Must be prouided for and you shall put This Nights great Businesse into my dispatch Which shall to all our Nights and Dayes to come Giue solely soueraigne sway and Masterdome Macb. We will speake further Lady Onely looke vp cleare To alter fauor euer is to feare Leaue all the rest to me Exeunt Scena Sexta Hoboyes and Torches Enter King Malcolme Donalbaine Banquo Lenox Macduff Rosse Angus and Attendants King This Castle hath a pleasant seat The ayre nimbly and sweetly recommends it selfe Vnto our gentle sences Banq. This Guest of Summer The Temple-haunting Barlet does approue By his loued Mansonry that the Heauens breath Smells wooingly here no Iutty frieze Buttrice nor Coigne of Vantage but this Bird Hath made his pendant Bed and procreant Cradle Where they must breed and haunt I haue obseru'd The ayre is delicate Enter Lady King See see our honor'd Hostesse The Loue that followes vs sometime is our trouble Which still we thanke as Loue. Herein I teach you How you shall bid God-eyld vs for your paines And thanke vs for your trouble Lady All our seruice In euery point twice done and then done double Were poore and single Businesse to contend Against those Honors deepe and broad Wherewith your Maiestie loades our House For those of old and the late Dignities Heap'd vp to them we rest your Ermites King Where 's the Thane of Cawdor We courst him at the heeles and had a purpose To be his Purueyor But he rides well And his great Loue sharpe as his Spurre hath holp him To his home before vs Faire and Noble Hostesse We are your guest to night La. Your Seruants euer Haue theirs themselues and what is theirs in compt To make their Audit at your Highnesse pleasure Still to returne your owne King Giue me your hand Conduct me to mine Host we loue him highly And shall continue our Graces towards him By your leaue Hostesse Exeunt Scena Septima Ho-boyes Torches Enter a Sewer and diuers Seruants with Dishes and Seruice ouer the Stage Then enter Macbeth Macb. If it were done when 't is done then 't wer well It were done quickly If th' Assassination Could trammell vp the Consequence and catch With his surcease Successe that but this blow Might be the be all and the end all Heere But heere vpon this Banke and Schoole of time Wee 'ld iumpe the life to come But in these Cases We still haue iudgement heere that we but teach Bloody Instructions which being taught returne To plague th' Inuenter This euen-handed Iustice Commends th' Ingredience of our poyson'd Challice To our owne lips Hee 's heere in double trust First as I am his Kinsman and his Subiect Strong both against the Deed Then as his Host Who should against his Murtherer shut the doore Not beare the knife my selfe Besides this Duncane Hath borne his Faculties so meeke hath bin So cleere in his great Office that his Vertues Will pleade like Angels Trumpet-tongu'd against The deepe damnation of his taking off And Pitty like a naked New-borne-Babe Striding the blast or Heauens Cherubin hors'd Vpon the sightlesse Curriors of the Ayre Shall blow the horrid deed in euery eye That teares shall drowne the winde I haue no Spurre To pricke the sides of my intent but onely Vaulting Ambition which ore-leapes it selfe And falles on th' other Enter Lady How now What Newes La. He has almost supt why haue you left the chamber Mac. Hath he ask'd for me La. Know you not he ha's Mac. We will proceed no further in this Businesse He hath Honour'd me of late and I haue bought Golden Opinions from all sorts of people Which would be worne now in their newest glosse Not cast aside so soone La. Was the hope drunke Wherein you drest your selfe Hath it slept since And wakes it now to looke so greene and pale At what it did so freely From this time Such I account thy loue Art thou affear'd To be the same in thine owne Act and Valour As thou art in desire Would'st thou haue that Which thou esteem'st the Ornament of Life And liue a Coward in thine owne Esteeme Letting I dare not wait vpon I would Like the poore Cat i' th' Addage Macb. Prythee peace I dare do all that may become a man Who dares no more is none La. What Beast was 't then That made you breake this enterprize to me When you durst do it then you were a man And to be more then what you were you would Be so much more the man Nor time nor place Did then adhere and yet you would make both They haue made themselues and that their fitnesse now Do's vnmake you I haue giuen Sucke and know How tender 't is to loue the Babe that milkes me I would while it was smyling in my Face Haue pluckt my Nipple from his Bonelesse Gummes And dasht the Braines out had I so sworne As you haue done to this Macb. If we should faile Lady We faile But screw your courage
together Murth It was so please your Highnesse Macb. Well then Now haue you consider'd of my speeches Know that it was he in the times past Which held you so vnder fortune Which you thought had been our innocent selfe This I made good to you in our last conference Past in probation with you How you were borne in hand how crost The Instruments who wrought with them And all things else that might To halfe a Soule and to a Notion craz'd Say Thus did Banquo 1. Murth You made it knowne to vs. Macb. I did so And went further which is now Our point of second meeting Doe you finde your patience so predominant In your nature that you can let this goe Are you so Gospell'd to pray for this good man And for his Issue whose heauie hand Hath bow'd you to the Graue and begger'd Yours for euer 1. Murth We are men my Liege Macb. I in the Catalogue ye goe for men As Hounds and Greyhounds Mungrels Spaniels Curres Showghes Water-Rugs and Demy-Wolues are clipt All by the Name of Dogges the valued file Distinguishes the swift the slow the subtle The House-keeper the Hunter euery one According to the gift which bounteous Nature Hath in him clos'd whereby he does receiue Particular addition from the Bill That writes them all alike and so of men Now if you haue a station in the file Not i' th' worst ranke of Manhood say 't And I will put that Businesse in your Bosomes Whose execution takes your Enemie off Grapples you to the heart and loue of vs Who weare our Health but sickly in his Life Which in his Death were perfect 2. Murth I am one my Liege Whom the vile Blowes and Buffets of the World Hath so incens'd that I am recklesse what I doe To spight the World 1. Murth And I another So wearie with Disasters tugg'd with Fortune That I would set my Life on any Chance To mend it or be rid on 't Macb. Both of you know Banquo was your Enemie Murth True my Lord. Macb. So is he mine and in such bloody distance That euery minute of his being thrusts Against my neer'st of Life and though I could With bare-fac'd power sweepe him from my sight And bid my will auouch it yet I must not For certaine friends that are both his and mine Whose loues I may not drop but wayle his fall Who I my selfe struck downe and thence it is That I to your assistance doe make loue Masking the Businesse from the common Eye For sundry weightie Reasons 2. Murth We shall my Lord Performe what you command vs. 1. Murth Though our Liues Macb. Your Spirits shine through you Within this houre at most I will aduise you where to plant your selues Acquaint you with the perfect Spy o' th' time The moment on 't for 't must be done to Night And something from the Pallace alwayes thought That I require a clearenesse and with him To leaue no Rubs nor Botches in the Worke Fleans his Sonne that keepes him companie Whose absence is no lesse materiall to me Then is his Fathers must embrace the fate Of that darke houre resolue your selues apart I le come to you anon Murth We are resolu'd my Lord. Macb. I le call vpon you straight abide within It is concluded Banquo thy Soules flight If it finde Heauen must finde it out to Night Exeunt Scena Secunda Enter Macbeths Lady and a Seruant Lady Is Banquo gone from Court Seruant I Madame but returnes againe to Night Lady Say to the King I would attend his leysure For a few words Seruant Madame I will Exit Lady Nought's had all 's spent Where our desire is got without content 'T is safer to be that which we destroy Then by destruction dwell in doubtfull ioy Enter Macbeth How now my Lord why doe you keepe alone Of sorryest Fancies your Companions making Vsing those Thoughts which should indeed haue dy'd With them they thinke on things without all remedie Should be without regard what 's done is done Macb. We haue scorch'd the Snake not kill'd it Shee 'le close and be her selfe whilest our poore Mallice Remaines in danger of her former Tooth But let the frame of things dis-ioynt Both the Worlds suffer Ere we will eate our Meale in feare and sleepe In the affliction of these terrible Dreames That shake vs Nightly Better be with the dead Whom we to gayne our peace haue sent to peace Then on the torture of the Minde to lye In restlesse extasie Duncane is in his Graue After Lifes fitfull Feuer he sleepes well Treason ha's done his worst nor Steele nor Poyson Mallice domestique forraine Leuie nothing Can touch him further Lady Come on Gentle my Lord sleeke o're your rugged Lookes Be bright and Iouiall among your Guests to Night Macb. So shall I Loue and so I pray be you Let your remembrance apply to Banquo Present him Eminence both with Eye and Tongue Vnsafe the while that wee must laue Our Honors in these flattering streames And make our Faces Vizards to our Hearts Disguising what they are Lady You must leaue this Macb. O full of Scorpions is my Minde deare Wife Thou know'st that Banquo and his Fleans liues Lady But in them Natures Coppie's not eterne Macb. There 's comfort yet they are assaileable Then be thou iocund ere the Bat hath flowne His Cloyster'd flight ere to black Heccats summons The shard-borne Beetle with his drowsie hums Hath rung Nights yawning Peale There shall be done a deed of dreadfull note Lady What 's to be done Macb. Be innocent of the knowledge dearest Chuck Till thou applaud the deed Come feeling Night Skarfe vp the tender Eye of pittifull Day And with thy bloodie and inuisible Hand Cancell and teare to pieces that great Bond Which keepes me pale Light thickens And the Crow makes Wing toth ' Rookie Wood Good things of Day begin to droope and drowse Whiles Nights black Agents to their Prey 's doe rowse Thou maruell'st at my words but hold thee still Things bad begun make strong themselues by ill So prythee goe with me Exeunt Scena Tertia Enter three Murtherers 1. But who did bid thee ioyne with vs 3. Macbeth 2. He needes not our mistrust since he deliuers Our Offices and what we haue to doe To the direction iust 1. Then stand with vs The West yet glimmers with some streakes of Day Now spurres the lated Traueller apace To gayne the timely Inne end neere approches The subiect of our Watch. 3. Hearke I heare Horses Banquo within Giue vs a Light there hoa 2. Then 't is hee The rest that are within the note of expectation Alreadie are i' th' Court 1. His Horses goe about 3. Almost a mile but he does vsually So all men doe from hence toth ' Pallace Gate Make it their Walke Enter Banquo and Fleans with a Torch 2. A Light a Light 3. 'T is hee 1. Stand too 't Ban. It will be Rayne to Night 1. Let it come downe Ban. O
or the Weedes To make them ranke Forgiue me this my Vertue For in the fatnesse of this pursie times Vertue it selfe of Vice must pardon begge Yea courb and woe for leaue to do him good Qu. Oh Hamlet Thou hast cleft my heart in twaine Ham. O throw away the worser part of it And liue the purer with the other halfe Good night but go not to mine Vnkles bed Assume a Vertue if you haue it not refraine to night And that shall lend a kinde of easinesse To the next abstinence Once more goodnight And when you are desirous to be blest I le blessing begge of you For this same Lord I do repent but heauen hath pleas'd it so To punish me with this and this with me That I must be their Scourge and Minister I will bestow him and will answer well The death I gaue him so againe good night I must be cruell onely to be kinde Thus bad begins and worse remaines behinde Qu. What shall I do Ham. Not this by no meanes that I bid you do Let the blunt King tempt you againe to bed Pinch Wanton on your cheeke call you his Mouse And let him for a paire of reechie kisses Or padling in your necke with his damn'd Fingers Make you to rauell all this matter out That I essentially am not in madnesse But made in craft 'T were good you let him know For who that 's but a Queene faire sober wise Would from a Paddocke from a Bat a Gibbe Such deere concernings hide Who would do so No in despight of Sense and Secrecie Vnpegge the Basket on the houses top Let the Birds flye and like the famous Ape To try Conclusions in the Basket creepe And breake your owne necke downe Qu. Be thou assur'd if words be made of breath And breath of life I haue no life to breath What thou hast saide to me Ham. I must to England you know that Qu. Alacke I had forgot 'T is so concluded on Ham. This man shall set me packing I le lugge the Guts into the Neighbor roome Mother goodnight Indeede this Counsellor Is now most still most secret and most graue Who was in life a foolish prating Knaue Come sir to draw toward an end with you Good night Mother Exit Hamlet tugging in Polonius Enter King King There 's matters in these sighes These profound heaues You must translate T is fit we vnderstand them Where is your Sonne Qu. Ah my good Lord what haue I seene to night King What Gertrude How do's Hamlet Qu. Mad as the Seas and winde when both contend Which is the Mightier in his lawlesse fit Behinde the Arras hearing something stirre He whips his Rapier out and cries a Rat a Rat And in his brainish apprehension killes The vnseene good old man King Oh heauy deed It had bin so with vs had we beene there His Liberty is full of threats to all To you your selfe to vs to euery one Alas how shall this bloody deede be answered It will be laide to vs whose prouidence Should haue kept short restrain'd and out of haunt This mad yong man But so much was our loue We would not vnderstand what was most fit But like the Owner of a foule disease To keepe it from divulging let 's it feede Euen on the pith of life Where is he gone Qu. To draw apart the body he hath kild O're whom his very madnesse like some Oare Among a Minerall of Mettels base Shewes it selfe pure He weepes for what is done King Oh Gertrude come away The Sun no sooner shall the Mountaines touch But we will ship him hence and this vilde deed We must with all our Maiesty and Skill Both countenance and excuse Enter Ros Guild Ho Guildenstern Friends both go ioyne you with some further ayde Hamlet in madnesse hath Polonius slaine And from his Mother Clossets hath he drag'd him Go seeke him out speake faire and bring the body Into the Chappell I pray you hast in this Exit Gent. Come Gertrude wee 'l call vp our wisest friends To let them know both what we meane to do And what 's vntimely done Oh come away My soule is full of discord and dismay Exeunt Enter Hamlet Ham. Safely stowed Gentlemen within Hamlet Lord Hamlet Ham. What noise Who cals on Hamlet Oh heere they come Enter Ros and Guildensterne Ro. What haue you done my Lord with the dead body Ham. Compounded it with dust whereto 't is Kinne Rosin Tell vs where 't is that we may take it thence And beare it to the Chappell Ham. Do not beleeue it Rosin Beleeue what Ham. That I can keepe your counsell and not mine owne Besides to be demanded of a Spundge what replication should be made by the Sonne of a King Rosin Take you me for a Spundge my Lord Ham. I sir that sokes vp the Kings Countenance his Rewards his Authorities but such Officers do the King best seruice in the end He keepes them like an Ape in the corner of his iaw first mouth'd to be last swallowed when he needes what you haue glean'd it is but squeezing you and Spundge you shall be dry againe Rosin I vnderstand you not my Lord. Ham. I am glad of it a knauish speech sleepes in a foolish eare Rosin My Lord you must tell vs where the body is and go with vs to the King Ham. The body is with the King but the King is not with the body The King is a thing Guild A thing my Lord Ham. Of nothing bring me to him hide Fox and all after Exeunt Enter King King I haue sent to seeke him and to find the bodie How dangerous is it that this man goes loose Yet must not we put the strong Law on him Hee 's loued of the distracted multitude Who like not in their iudgement but their eyes And where 't is so th' Offenders scourge is weigh'd But neerer the offence to beare all smooth and euen This sodaine sending him away must seeme Deliberate pause diseases desperate growne By desperate appliance are releeued Or not at all Enter Rosincrane How now What hath befalne Rosin Where the dead body is bestow'd my Lord We cannot get from him King But where is he Rosin Without my Lord guarded to know your pleasure King Bring him before vs. Rosin Hoa Guildensterne Bring in my Lord. Enter Hamlet and Guildensterne King Now Hamlet where 's Polonius Ham. At Supper King At Supper Where Ham. Not where he eats but where he is eaten a certaine conuocation of wormes are e'ne at him Your worm is your onely Emperor for diet We fat all creatures else to fat vs and we fat our selfe for Magots Your fat King and your leane Begger is but variable seruice to dishes but to one Table that 's the end King What dost thou meane by this Ham. Nothing but to shew you how a King may go a Progresse through the guts of a Begger King Where is Polonius Ham. In heauen send thither to see If your Messenger
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
Murderer if you will For nought I did in hate but all in Honour Lod. This wretch hath part confest his Villany Did you and he consent in Cassio's death Oth. I. Cas Deere Generall I neuer gaue you cause Oth. I do beleeue it and I aske your pardon Will you I pray demand that demy-Diuell Why he hath thus ensnar'd my Soule and Body Iag. Demand me nothing what you know you know From this time forth I neuer will speake word Lod. What not to pray Gra. Torments will ope your lips Oth. Well thou dost best Lod. Sir You shall vnderstand what hath befalne Which as I thinke you know not heere is a Letter Found in the pocket of the slaine Rodorigo And heere another the one of them imports The death of Cassio to be vndertooke By Rodorigo Oth. O Villaine Cassio Most Heathenish and most grosse Lod. Now heere 's another discontented paper Found in his pocket too and this it seemes Rodorigo meant t' haue sent this damned villaine But that belike Iago in the interim Came in and satisfi'd him Oth. Oh thou pernitious Caitiffe How came you Cassio by that Handkerchiefe That was my wiues Cassio I found it in my Chamber And he himselfe confest it but euen now That there he dropt it for a speciall purpose Which wrought to his desire Othel. O Foole foole foole Cassio There is besides in Rodorigo's Letter How he vpbraides Iago that he made him Braue me vpon the Watch whereon it came That I was cast and euen but now he spake After long seeming dead Iago hurt him Iago set him on Lod. You must forsake this roome and go with vs Your Power and your Command is taken off And Cassio rules in Cyprus For this Slaue If there be any cunning Crueltie That can torment him much and hold him long It shall be his You shall close Prisoner rest Till that the Nature of your fault be knowne To the Venetian State Come bring away Oth. Soft you a word or two before you goe I haue done the State some seruice and they know 't No more of that I pray you in your Letters When you shall these vnluckie deeds relate Speake of me as I am Nothing extenuate Nor set downe ought in malice Then must you speake Of one that lou'd not wisely but too well Of one not easily Iealious but being wrought Perplexed in the extreame Of one whose hand Like the base Iudean threw a Pearle away Richer then all his Tribe Of one whose subdu'd Eyes Albeit vn-vsed to the melting moode Drops teares as fast as the Arabian Trees Their Medicinable gumme Set you downe this And say besides that in Aleppo once Where a malignant and a Turbond-Turke Beate a Venetian and traduc'd the State I tooke by th' throat the circumcised Dogge And smoate him thus Lod. Oh bloody period Gra. All that is spoke is marr'd Oth. I kist thee ere I kill'd thee No way but this Killing my selfe to dye vpon a kisse Cas This did I feare but thought he had no weapon For he was great of heart Lod. Oh Sparton Dogge More fell then Anguish Hunger or the Sea Looke on the Tragicke Loading of this bed This is thy worke The Obiect poysons Sight Let it be hid Gratiano keepe the house And seize vpon the Fortunes of the Moore For they succeede on you To you Lord Gouernor Remaines the Censure of this hellish villaine The Time the Place the Torture oh inforce it My selfe will straight aboord and to the State This heauie Act with heauie heart relate Exeunt FINIS The Names of the Actors OThello the Moore Brabantio Father to Desdemona Cassio an Honourable Lieutenant Iago a Villaine Rodorigo a gull'd Gentleman Duke of Venice Senators Montano Gouernour of Cyprus Gentlemen of Cyprus Lodouico and Gratiano two Noble Venetians Saylors Clowne Desdemona Wife to Othello Aemilia Wife to Iago Bianca a Curtezan THE TRAGEDIE OF Anthonie and Cleopatra Actus Primus Scoena Prima Enter Demetrius and Philo. Philo. NAy but this dotage of our Generals Ore-flowes the measure those his goodly eyes That o're the Files and Musters of the Warre Haue glow'd like plated Mars Now bend now turne The Office and Deuotion of their view Vpon a Tawny Front His Captaines heart Which in the scuffles of great Fights hath burst The Buckles on his brest reneages all temper And is become the Bellowes and the Fan To coole a Gypsies Lust Flourish Enter Anthony Cleopatra her Ladies the Traine with Eunuchs fanning her Looke where they come Take but good note and you shall see in him The triple Pillar of the world transform'd Into a Strumpets Foole. Behold and see Cleo. If it be Loue indeed tell me how much Ant. There 's beggery in the loue that can be reckon'd Cleo. I le set a bourne how farre to be belou'd Ant. Then must thou needes finde our new Heauen new Earth Enter a Messenger Mes Newes my good Lord from Rome Ant. Grates me the summe Cleo. Nay heare them Anthony Fuluia perchance is angry Or who knowes If the scarse-bearded Caesar haue not sent His powrefull Mandate to you Do this or this Take in that Kingdome and Infranchise that Perform't or else we damne thee Ant. How my Loue Cleo. Perchance Nay and most like You must not stay heere longer your dismission Is come from Caesar therefore heare it Anthony Where 's Fuluias Processe Caesars I would say both Call in the Messengers As I am Egypts Queene Thou blushest Anthony and that blood of thine Is Caesars homager else so thy cheeke payes shame When shrill-tongu'd Fuluia scolds The Messengers Ant. Let Rome in Tyber melt and the wide Arch Of the raing'd Empire fall Heere is my space Kingdomes are clay Our dungie earth alike Feeds Beast as Man the Noblenesse of life Is to do thus when such a mutuall paire And such a twaine can doo 't in which I binde One paine of punishment the world to weete We stand vp Peerelesse Cleo. Excellent falshood Why did he marry Fuluia and not loue her I le seeme the Foole I am not Anthony will be himselfe Ant. But stirr'd by Cleopatra Now for the loue of Loue and her soft houres Let 's not confound the time with Conference harsh There 's not a minute of our liues should stretch Without some pleasure now What sport to night Cleo. Heare the Ambassadors Ant. Fye wrangling Queene Whom euery thing becomes to chide to laugh To weepe who euery passion fully striues To make it selfe in Thee faire and admir'd No Messenger but thine and all alone to night Wee 'l wander through the streets and note The qualities of people Come my Queene Last night you did desire it Speake not to vs. Exeunt with the Traine Dem. Is Caesar with Anthonius priz'd so slight Philo. Sir sometimes when he is not Anthony He comes too short of that great Property Which still should go with Anthony Dem. I am full sorry that hee approues the common Lyar who thus speakes of him at
seene her Eno. Oh sir you had then left vnseene a wonderfull peece of worke which not to haue beene blest withall would haue discredited your Trauaile Ant. Fuluia is dead Eno. Sir Ant. Fuluia is dead Eno. Fuluia Ant. Dead Eno. Why sir giue the Gods a thankefull Sacrifice when it pleaseth their Deities to take the wife of a man from him it shewes to man the Tailors of the earth comforting therein that when olde Robes are worne out there are members to make new If there were no more Women but Fuluia then had you indeede a cut and the case to be lamented This greefe is crown'd with Consolation your old Smocke brings foorth a new Petticoate and indeed the teares liue in an Onion that should water this sorrow Ant. The businesse she hath broached in the State Cannot endure my absence Eno. And the businesse you haue broach'd heere cannot be without you especially that of Cleopatra's which wholly depends on your abode Ant. No more light Answeres Let our Officers Haue notice what we purpose I shall breake The cause of our Expedience to the Queene And get her loue to part For not alone The death of Fuluia with more vrgent touches Do strongly speake to vs but the Letters too Of many our contriuing Friends in Rome Petition vs at home Sextus Pompeius Haue giuen the dare to Caesar and commands The Empire of the Sea Our slippery people Whose Loue is neuer link'd to the deseruer Till his deserts are past begin to throw Pompey the great and all his Dignities Vpon his Sonne who high in Name and Power Higher then both in Blood and Life stands vp For the maine Souldier Whose quality going on The sides o' th' world may danger Much is breeding Which like the Coursers heire hath yet but life And not a Serpents poyson Say our pleasure To such whose places vnder vs require Our quicke remoue from hence Enob. I shall doo 't Enter Cleopatra Charmian Alexas and Iras. Cleo. Where is he Char. I did not see him since Cleo. See where he is Whose with him what he does I did not send you If you finde him sad Say I am dauncing if in Myrth report That I am sodaine sicke Quicke and returne Char. Madam me thinkes if you did loue him deerly You do not hold the method to enforce The like from him Cleo. What should I do I do not Ch. In each thing giue him way crosse him in nothing Cleo. Thou teachest like a foole the way to lose him Char. Tempt him not so too farre I wish forbeare In time we hate that which we often feare Enter Anthony But heere comes Anthony Cleo. I am sicke and sullen An. I am sorry to giue breathing to my purpose Cleo. Helpe me away deere Charmian I shall fall It cannot be thus long the sides of Nature Will not sustaine it Ant. Now my deerest Queene Cleo. Pray you stand farther from mee Ant. What 's the matter Cleo. I know by that same eye ther 's some good news What sayes the married woman you may goe Would she had neuer giuen you leaue to come Let her not say 't is I that keepe you heere I haue no power vpon you Hers you are Ant. The Gods best know Cleo. Oh neuer was there Queene So mightily betrayed yet at the first I saw the Treasons planted Ant. Cleopatra Cleo. Why should I thinke you can be mine true Though you in swearing shake the Throaned Gods Who haue beene false to Fuluia Riotous madnesse To be entangled with those mouth-made vowes Which breake themselues in swearing Ant. Most sweet Queene Cleo. Nay pray you seeke no colour for your going But bid farewell and goe When you sued staying Then was the time for words No going then Eternity was in our Lippes and Eyes Blisse in our browes bent none our parts so poore But was a race of Heauen They are so still Or thou the greatest Souldier of the world Art turn'd the greatest Lyar. Ant. How now Lady Cleo. I would I had thy inches thou should'st know There were a heart in Egypt Ant. Heare me Queene The strong necessity of Time commands Our Seruicles a-while but my full heart Remaines in vse with you Our Italy Shines o're with ciuill Swords Sextus Pompeius Makes his approaches to the Port of Rome Equality of two Domesticke powers Breed scrupulous faction The hated growne to strength Are newly growne to Loue The condemn'd Pompey Rich in his Fathers Honor creepes apace Into the hearts of such as haue not thriued Vpon the present state whose Numbers threaten And quietnesse growne sicke of rest would purge By any desperate change My more particular And that which most with you should safe my going Is Fuluias death Cleo. Though age from folly could not giue me freedom It does from childishnesse Can Fuluia dye Ant. She 's dead my Queene Looke heere and at thy Soueraigne leysure read The Garboyles she awak'd at the last best See when and where shee died Cleo. O most false Loue Where be the Sacred Violles thou should'st fill With sorrowfull water Now I see I see In Fuluias death how mine receiu'd shall be Ant. Quarrell no more but bee prepar'd to know The purposes I beare which are or cease As you shall giue th' aduice By the fire That quickens Nylus slime I go from hence Thy Souldier Seruant making Peace or Warre As thou affects Cleo. Cut my Lace Charmian come But let it be I am quickly ill and well So Anthony loues Ant. My precious Queene forbeare And giue true euidence to his Loue which stands An honourable Triall Cleo. So Fuluia told me I prythee turne aside and weepe for her Then bid adiew to me and say the teares Belong to Egypt Good now play one Scene Of excellent dissembling and let it looke Like perfect Honor. Ant. You 'l heat my blood no more Cleo. You can do better yet but this is meetly Ant. Now by Sword Cleo. And Target Still he mends But this is not the best Looke prythee Charmian How this Herculean Roman do's become The carriage of his chafe Ant. I le leaue you Lady Cleo. Courteous Lord one word Sir you and I must part but that 's not it Sir you and I haue lou'd but there 's not it That you know well something it is I would Oh my Obliuion is a very Anthony And I am all forgotten Ant. But that your Royalty Holds Idlenesse your subiect I should take you For Idlenesse it selfe Cleo. 'T is sweating Labour To beare such Idlenesse so neere the heart As Cleopatra this But Sir forgiue me Since my becommings kill me when they do not Eye well to you Your Honor calles you hence Therefore be deafe to my vnpittied Folly And all the Gods go with you Vpon your Sword Sit Lawrell victory and smooth successe Be strew'd before your feete Ant. Let vs go Come Our separation so abides and flies That thou reciding heere goes yet with mee And I hence fleeting heere remaine with thee
comfort gone My Queene Vpon a desperate bed and in a time When fearefull Warres point at me Her Sonne gone So needfull for this present It strikes me past The hope of comfort But for thee Fellow Who needs must know of her departure and Dost seeme so ignorant wee 'l enforce it from thee By a sharpe Torture Pis Sir my life is yours I humbly set it at your will But for my Mistris I nothing know where she remaines why gone Nor when she purposes returne Beseech your Highnes Hold me your loyall Seruant Lord. Good my Liege The day that she was missing he was heere I dare be bound hee 's true and shall performe All parts of his subiection loyally For Cloten There wants no diligence in seeking him And will no doubt be found Cym. The time is troublesome Wee 'l slip you for a season but our iealousie Do's yet depend Lord. So please your Maiesty The Romaine Legions all from Gallia drawne Are landed on your Coast with a supply Of Romaine Gentlemen by the Senate sent Cym. Now for the Counsaile of my Son and Queen I am amaz'd with matter Lord. Good my Liege Your preparation can affront no lesse Then what you heare of Come more for more you 're ready The want is but to put those Powres in motion That long to moue Cym. I thanke you let 's withdraw And meete the Time as it seekes vs. We feare not What can from Italy annoy vs but We greeue at chances heere Away Exeunt Pisa I heard no Letter from my Master since I wrote him Imogen was slaine 'T is strange Nor heare I from my Mistris who did promise To yeeld me often tydings Neither know I What is betide to Cloten but remaine Perplext in all The Heauens still must worke Wherein I am false I am honest not true to be true These present warres shall finde I loue my Country Euen to the note o' th' King or I le fall in them All other doubts by time let them be cleer'd Fortune brings in some Boats that are not steer'd Exit Scena Quarta Enter Belarius Guiderius Aruiragus Gui. The noyse is round about vs. Bel. Let vs from it Arui What pleasure Sir we finde in life to locke it From Action and Aduenture Gui. Nay what hope Haue we in hiding vs This way the Romaines Must or for Britaines slay vs or receiue vs For barbarous and vnnaturall Reuolts During their vse and slay vs after Bel. Sonnes Wee 'l higher to the Mountaines there secure v To the Kings party there 's no going newnesse Of Clotens death we being not knowne not muster'd Among the Bands may driue vs to a render Where we haue liu'd and so extort from 's that Which we haue done whose answer would be death Drawne on with Torture Gui. This is Sir a doubt In such a time nothing becomming you Nor satisfying vs. Arui It is not likely That when they heare their Roman horses neigh Behold their quarter'd Fires haue both their eyes And eares so cloy'd importantly as now That they will waste their time vpon our note To know from whence we are Bel. Oh I am knowne Of many in the Army Many yeeres Though Cloten then but young you see not wore him From my remembrance And besides the King Hath not deseru'd my Seruice nor your Loues Who finde in my Exile the want of Breeding The certainty of this heard life aye hopelesse To haue the courtesie your Cradle promis'd But to be still hot Summers Tanlings and The shrinking Slaues of Winter Gui. Then be so Better to cease to be Pray Sir to ' th' Army I and my Brother are not knowne your selfe So out of thought and thereto so ore-growne Cannot be question'd Arui By this Sunne that shines I le thither What thing is' t that I neuer Did see man dye scarse euer look'd on blood But that of Coward Hares hot Goats and Venison Neuer bestrid a Horse saue one that had A Rider like my selfe who ne're wore Rowell Nor Iron on his heele I am asham'd To looke vpon the holy Sunne to haue The benefit of his blest Beames remaining So long a poore vnknowne Gui. By heauens I le go If you will blesse me Sir and giue me leaue I le take the better care but if you will not The hazard therefore due fall on me by The hands of Romaines Arui So say I Amen Bel. No reason I since of your liues you set So slight a valewation should reserue My crack'd one to more care Haue with you Boyes If in your Country warres you chance to dye That is my Bed too Lads and there I le lye Lead lead the time seems long their blood thinks scorn Till it flye out and shew them Princes borne Exeunt Actus Quintus Scena Prima Enter Posthumus alone Post Yea bloody cloth I le keep thee for I am wisht Thou should'st be colour'd thus You married ones If each of you should take this course how many Must murther Wiues much better then themselues For wrying but a little Oh Pisanio Euery good Seruant do's not all Commands No Bond but to do iust ones Gods if you Should haue ' tane vengeance on my faults I neuer Had liu'd to put on this so had you saued The noble Imogen to repent and strooke Me wretch more worth your Vengeance But alacke You snatch some hence for little faults that 's loue To haue them fall no more you some permit To second illes with illes each elder worse And make them dread it to the dooers thrift But Imogen is your owne do your best willes And make me blest to obey I am brought hither Among th' Italian Gentry and to fight Against my Ladies Kingdome 'T is enough That Britaine I haue kill'd thy Mistris Peace I le giue no wound to thee therefore good Heauens Heare patiently my purpose I le disrobe me Of these Italian weedes and suite my selfe As do's a Britaine Pezant so I le fight Against the part I come with so I le dye For thee O Imogen euen for whom my life Is euery breath a death and thus vnknowne Pittied nor hated to the face of perill My selfe I le dedicate Let me make men know More valour in me then my habits show Gods put the strength o' th' Leonati in me To shame the guize o' th' world I will begin The fashion lesse without and more within Exit Scena Secunda Enter Lucius Iachimo and the Romane Army at one doore and the Britaine Army at another Leonatus Posthumus following like a poore Souldier They march ouer and goe out Then enter againe in Skirmish Iachimo and Posthumus he vanquisheth and disarmeth Iachimo and then leaues him Iac. The heauinesse and guilt within my bosome Takes off my manhood I haue belyed a Lady The Princesse of this Country and the ayre on 't Reuengingly enfeebles me or could this Carle A very drudge of Natures haue subdu'de me In my profession Knighthoods and Honors borne As I weare
gods forbid In earnest shall I say Lys I by my life And neuer did desire to see thee more Therefore be out of hope of question of doubt Be certaine nothing truer 't is no iest That I doe hate thee and loue Helena Her O me you iugler you canker blossome You theefe of loue What haue you come by night And stolne my loues heart from him Hel. Fine yfaith Haue you no modesty no maiden shame No touch of bashfulnesse What will you teare Impatient answers from my gentle tongue Fie fie you counterfeit you puppet you Her Puppet why so I that way goes the game Now I perceiue that she hath made compare Betweene our statures she hath vrg'd her height And with her personage her tall personage Her height forsooth she hath preuail'd with him And are you growne so high in his esteeme Because I am so dwarfish and so low How low am I thou painted May-pole Speake How low am I I am not yet so low But that my nailes can reach vnto thine eyes Hel. I pray you though you mocke me gentlemen Let her not hurt me I was neuer curst I haue no gift at all in shrewishnesse I am a right maide for my cowardize Let her not strike me you perhaps may thinke Because she is something lower then my selfe That I can match her Her Lower harke againe Hel. Good Hermia do not be so bitter with me I euermore did loue you Hermia Did euer keepe your counsels neuer wronged you Saue that in loue vnto Demetrius I told him of your stealth vnto this wood He followed you for loue I followed him But he hath chid me hence and threatned me To strike me spurne me nay to kill me too And now so you will let me quiet go To Athens will I beare my folly backe And follow you no further Let me go You see how simple and how fond I am Her Why get you gone who i st that hinders you Hel. A foolish heart that I leaue here behinde Her What with Lysander Her With Demetrius Lys Be not afraid she shall not harme thee Helena Dem. No sir she shall not though you take her part Hel. O when she 's angry she is keene and shrewd She was a vixen when she went to schoole And though she be but little she is fierce Her Little againe Nothing but low and little Why will you suffer her to flout me thus Let me come to her Lys Get you gone you dwarfe You minimus of hindring knot-grasse made You bead you acorne Dem. You are too officious In her behalfe that scornes your seruices Let her alone speake not of Helena Take not her part For if thou dost intend Neuer so little shew of loue to her Thou shalt abide it Lys Now she holds me not Now follow if thou dar'st to try whose right Of thine or mine is most in Helena Dem. Follow Nay I le goe with thee cheeke by iowle Exit Lysander and Demetrius Her You Mistris all this coyle is long of you Nay goe not backe Hel. I will not trust you I Nor longer stay in your curst companie Your hands then mine are quicker for a fray My legs are longer though to runne away Enter Oberon and Pucke Ob. This is thy negligence still thou mistak'st Or else committ'st thy knaueries willingly Puck Beleeue me King of shadowes I mistooke Did not you tell me I should know the man By the Athenian garments he hath on And so farre blamelesse proues my enterprize That I haue nointed an Athenians eies And so farre am I glad it so did sort As this their iangling I esteeme a sport Ob. Thou seest these Louers seeke a place to fight Hie therefore Robin ouercast the night The starrie Welkin couer thou anon With drooping fogge as blacke as Acheron And lead these testie Riuals so astray As one come not within anothers way Like to Lysander sometime frame thy tongue Then stirre Demetrius vp with bitter wrong And sometime raile thou like Demetrius And from each other looke thou leade them thus Till ore their browes death-counterfeiting sleepe With leaden legs and Battie-wings doth creepe Then crush this hearbe into Lysanders eie Whose liquor hath this vertuous propertie To take from thence all error with his might And make his eie-bals role with wonted sight When they next wake all this derision Shall seeme a dreame and fruitlesse vision And backe to Athens shall the Louers wend With league whose date till death shall neuer end Whiles I in this affaire do thee imply I le to my Queene and beg her Indian Boy And then I will her charmed eie release From monsters view and all things shall be peace Puck My Fairie Lord this must be done with haste For night-swift Dragons cut the Clouds full fast And yonder shines Auroras harbinger At whose approach Ghosts wandring here and there Troope home to Church-yards damned spirits all That in crosse-waies and flouds haue buriall Alreadie to their wormie beds are gone For feare least day should looke their shames vpon They wilfully themselues dxile from light And must for aye consort with blacke browd night Ob. But we are spirits of another sort I with the mornings loue haue oft made sport And like a Forrester the groues may tread Euen till the Easterne gate all fierie red Opening on Neptune with faire blessed beames Turnes into yellow gold his salt greene streames But notwithstanding haste make no delay We may effect this businesse yet ere day Puck Vp and downe vp and downe I will leade them vp and downe I am sear'd in field and towne Goblin lead them vp and downe here comes one Enter Lysander Lys Where art thou proud Demetrius Speake thou now Rob. Here villaine drawne readie Where art thou Lys I will be with thee straight Rob. Follow me then to plainer ground Enter Demetrius Dem. Lysander speake againe Thou runaway thou coward art thou fled Speake in some bush Where dost thou hide thy head Rob. Thou coward art thou bragging to the stars Telling the bushes that thou look'st for wars And wilt not come Come recreant come thou childe I le whip thee with a rod. He is defil'd That drawes a sword on thee Dem. Yea art thou there Ro. Follow my voice we 'l try no manhood here Exit Lys He goes before me and still dares me on When I come where he cals then he 's gone The villaine is much lighter heel'd then I I followed fast but faster he did flye shifting places That fallen am I in darke vneuen way And here wil rest me Come thou gentle day lye down For if but once thou shew me thy gray light I le finde Demetrius and reuenge this spight Enter Robin and Demetrius Rob. Ho ho ho coward why com'st thou not Dem. Abide me if thou dar'st For well I wot Thou runst before me shifting euery place And dar'st not stand nor looke me in the face Where art thou Rob. Come hither I am here Dem. Nay then thou mock'st
Rebicke 2. M. I say siluer sound because Musitions sound for siluer Pet. Pratest to what say you Iames Sound-Post 3. Mu. Faith I know not what to say Pet. O I cry you mercy you are the Singer I will say for you it is Musicke with her siluer sound Because Musitions haue no gold for sounding Then Musicke with her siluer sound with speedy helpe doth lend redresse Exit Mu. What a pestilent knaue is this same M. 2. Hang him Iacke come wee le in here tarrie for the Mourners and stay dinner Exit Enter Romeo Rom. If I may trust the flattering truth of sleepe My dreames presage some ioyfull newes at hand My bosomes Lâ—sits lightly in his throne And all thisan day an vccustom'd spirit Lifts me aboue the ground with cheerefull thoughts I dreamt my Lady came and found me dead Strange dreame that giues a dead man leaue to thinke And breath'd such life with kisses in my lips That I reuiu'd and was an Emperour Ah me how sweet is loue it selfe possest When but loues shadowes are so rich in ioy Enter Romeo's man Newes from Verona how now Balthazer Dost thou not bring me Letters from the Frier How doth my Lady Is my Father well How doth my Lady Iuliet that I aske againe For nothing can be ill if she be well Man Then she is well and nothing can be ill Her body sleepes in Capels Monument And her immortall part with Angels liue I saw her laid low in her kindreds Vault And presently tooke Poste to tell it you O pardon me for bringing these ill newes Since you did leaue it for my office Sir Rom. Is it euen so Then I denie you Starreâ— Thou knowest my lodging get me inke and paper And hire Post-Horses I will hence to night Man I do beseech you sir haue patience Your lookes are pale and wild and do import Some misaduenture Rom. Tush thou art deceiu'd Leaue me and do the thing I bid thee do Hast thou no Letters to me from the Frier Man No my good Lord. Exit Man Rom. Mo matter Get thee gone And hyre those Horses I le be with thee straight Well Iuliet I will lie with thee to night Le ts see for meanes O mischiefe thou art swift To enter in the thoughts of desperate men I do remember an Appothecarie And here abouts dwells which late I noted In tattred weeds with ouerwhelming browes Culling of Simples meager were hiâ— lookes Sharpe miserie had worne him to the bones And in his needie shop a Tortoyrs hung An Allegater stuft and other skins Of ill shap'd fishes and about his shelues A beggerly account of emptie boxes Greene earthen pots Bladders and mustie seedes Remnants of packthred and old cakes of Roses Were thinly scattered to make vp a shew Noting this penury to my selfe I said An if a man did need a poyson now Whose sale is persent death in Mantua Here liues a Caitiffe wretch would sell it him O this same thought did but fore-run my need And this same needie man must sell it me As I remember this should be the house Being holy day the beggers shop is shut What ho Appothecarie Enter Appothecarie App. Who call's so low'd Rom. Come hither man I see that thou are poore Hold there is fortie Duckets let me haue A dram of poyson such soone speeding geare As will disperse it selfe through all the veines That the life-wearie-taker may fall dead And that the Trunke may be discharg'd of breath As violently as hastie powder fier'd Doth hurry from the fatall Canons wombe App. Such mortall drugs I haue but Mantuas law Is death to any he that vtters them Rom. Art thou so bare and full of wretchednesse And fear'st to die Famine is in thy cheekes Need and opression starueth in thy eyes Contempt and beggery hangs vpon thy backe The world is not thy friend not the worlds law The world affords no law to make thee rich Then be not poore but breake it and take this App. My pouerty but not my will consents Rom. I pray thy pouerty and not thy will App. Put this in any liquid thing you will And drinke it off and if you had the strength Of twenty men it would dispatch you straight Rom. There 's thy Gold Worse poyson to mens soules Doing more murther in this loathsome world Then these poore compounds that thou maiest not sell I sell thee poyson thou hast sold me none Farewell buy food and get thy selfe in flesh Come Cordiall and not poyson go with me To Iuliets graue for there must I vse thee Exeunt Enter Frier Iohn to Frier Lawrence Iohn Holy Franciscan Frier Brother ho Enter Frier Lawrence Law This same should be the voice of Frier Iohn Welcome from Mantua what sayes Romeo Or if his mind be writ giue me his Letter Iohn Going to find a bare-foote Brother out One of our order to associate me Here in this Citie visiting the sick And finding him the Searchers of the Towne Suspecting that we both were in a house Where the infectious pestilence did raigne Seal'd vp the doores and would not let vs forth So that my speed to Mantua there was staid Law Who bare my Letter then to Romeo Iohn I could not send it here it is againe Nor get a messenger to bring it thee So fearefull were they of infection Law Vnhappie Fortune by my Brotherhood The Letter was not nice but full of charge Of deare import and the neglecting it May do much danger Frier Iohn go hence Get me an Iron Crow and bring it straight Vnto my Cell Iohn Brother I le go and bring it thee Exit Law Now must I to the Monument alone Within this three houres will faire Iuliet wake Shee will be shrew me much that Romeo Hath had no notice of these accidents But I will write againe to Mantua And keepe her at my Cell till Romeo come Poore liuing Coarse clos'd in a dead mans Tombe Exit Enter Paris and his Page Par. Giue me thy Torch Boy hence and stand aloft Yet put it out for I would not be seene Vnder yond young Trees lay thee all along Holding thy eare close to the hollow ground So shall no foot vpon the Churchyard tread Being loose vnfirme with digging vp of Graues But thou shalt heare it whistle then to me As signall that thou hearest some thing approach Giue me those flowers Do as I bid thee go Page I am almost afraid to stand alone Here in the Churchyard yet I will aduenture Pa. Sweet Flower with flowers thy Bridall bed I strew O woe thy Canopie is dust and stones Which with sweet water nightly I will dewe Or wanting that with teares destil'd by mones The obsequies that I for thee will keepe Nightly shall be to strew thy graue and weepe Whistle Boy The Boy giues warning something doth approach What cursed foot wanders this wayes to night To crosse my obsequies and true loues right What with a Torch Muffle me night a while Enter Romeo and
Peter Rom. Giue me that Mattocke the wrenching Iron Hold take this Letter early in the morning See thou deliuer it to my Lord and Father Giue me the light vpon thy life I charge thee What ere thou hear'st or seest stand all aloofe And do not interrupt me in my course Why I descend into this bed of death Is partly to behold my Ladies face But chiefly to take thence from her dead finger A precious Ring a Ring that I must vse In deare employment therefore hence be gone But if thou iealous dost returne to prie In what I further shall intend to do By heauen I will teare thee ioynt by ioynt And strew this hungry Churchyard with thy limbs The time and my intents are sauage wilde More fierce and more inexorable farre Then emptie Tygers or the roaring Sea Pet. I will be gone sir and not trouble you Ro. So shalt thou shew me friendship take thou that Liue and be prosperous and farewell good fellow Pet. For all this faine I le hide me here about His lookes I feare and his intents I doubt Rom. Thou detestable mawe thou wombe of death Gorg'd with the dearest morsell of the earth Thus I enforce thy rotten Iawes to open And in despight I le cram thee with more food Par. This is that banisht haughtie Mountague That murdred my Loues Cozin with which griefe It is supposed the faire Creature died And here is come to do some villanous shame To the dead bodies I will apprehend him Stop thy vnhallowed toyle vile Mountague Can vengeance be pursued further then death Condemned vallaine I do apprehend thee Obey and go with me for thou must die Rom. I must indeed and therfore came I hither Good gentle youth tempt not a desperate man Flie hence and leaue me thinke vpon those gone Let them affright thee I beseech thee Youth Put not an other sin vpon my head By vrging me to furie O be gone By heauen I loue thee better then my selfe For I come hither arm'd against my selfe Stay not be gone liue and hereafter say A mad mans mercy bid thee run away Par. I do defie thy commisseration And apprehend thee for a Fellon here Ro. Wilt thou prouoke me Then haue at thee Boy Pet. O Lord they fight I will go call the Watch. Pa. O I am slaine if thou be mercifull Open the Tombe lay me with Iuliet Rom. In faith I will let me peruse this face Mercutius kinsman Noble Countie Paris What said my man when my betossed soule Did not attend him as we rode I thinke He told me Paris should haue married Iuliet Said he not so Or did I dreame it so Or am I mad hearing him talke of Iuliet To thinke it was so O giue me thy hand One writ with me in sowre misfortunes booke I le burie thee in a triumphant graue A Graue O no a Lanthorne slaughtred Youth For here lies Iuliet and her beautie makes This Vault a feasting presence full of light Death lie thou there by a dead man inter'd How oft when men are at the point of death Haue they beene merrie Which their Keepers call A lightning before death Oh how may I Call this a lightning O my Loue my Wife Death that hath suckt the honey of thy breath Hath had no power yet vpon thy Beautie Thou are not conquer'd Beauties ensigne yet Is Crymson in thy lips and in thy cheekes And Deaths pale flag is not aduanced there Tybalt ly'st thou there in thy bloudy sheet O what more fauour can I do to thee Then with that hand that cut thy youth in twaine To sunder his that was thy enemie Forgiue me Cozen. Ah deare Iuliet Why art thou yet so faire I will beleeue Shall I beleeue that vnsubstantiall death is amorous And that the leane abhorred Monster keepes Thee here in darke to be his Paramour For feare of that I still will stay with thee And neuer from this Pallace of dym night Depart againe come lie thou in my armes Heere 's to thy health where ere thou tumblest in O true Appothecarie Thy drugs are quicke Thus with a kisse I die Depart againe here here will I remaine With Wormes that are thy Chambermaides O here Will I set vp my euerlasting rest And shake the yoke of inauspicious starres From this world wearied flesh Eyes looke your last Armes take your last embrace And lips O you The doores of breath seale with a righteous kisse A datelesse bargaine to ingrossing death Come bitter conduct come vnsauoury guide Thou desperate Pilot now at once run on The dashing Rocks thy Sea-sicke wearie Barke Heere 's to my Loue. O true Appothecary Thy drugs are quicke Thus with a kisse I die Enter Frier with Lanthorne Crow and Spade Fri. St. Francis be my speed how oft to night Haue my old feet stumbled at graues Who 's there Man Here 's one a Friend one that knowes you well Fri. Blisse be vpon you Tell me good my Friend What Torch is yond that vainely lends his light To grubs and eyelesse Sculleâ— As I discerne It burneth in the Capels Monument Man It doth so holy sir And there 's my Master one that you loue Fri. Who is it Man Romeo Fri. How long hath he bin there Man Full halfe an houre Fri. Go with me to the Vault Man I dare not Sir My Master knowes not but I am gone hence And fearefully did menace me with death If I did stay to looke on his entents Fri. Stay then I le go alone feares comes vpon me O much I feare some ill vnluckie thing Man As I did sleepe vnder this young tree here I dreamt my maister and another fought And that my Maister slew him Fri. Romeo Alacke alacke what blood is this which staines The stony entrance of this Sepulcher What meane these Masterlesse and goarie Swords To lie discolour'd by this place of peace Romeo oh pale who else what Paris too And steept in blood Ah what an vnknd houre Is guiltie of this lamentable chance The Lady stirs Iul. O comfortable Frier where 's my Lord I do remember well where I should be And there I am where is my Romeo Fri. I heare some noyse Lady come from that nest Of death contagion and vnnaturall sleepe A greater power then we can contradict Hath thwarted our entents come come away Thy husband in thy bosome there lies dead And Paris too come I le dispose of thee Among a Sisterhood of holy Nunnes Stay not to question for the watch is comming Come go good Iuliet I dare no longer stay Exit Iul. Go get thee hence for I will notuaway What 's here A cup clos'd in my true loâ—es hand Poyson I see hath bin his timelesse end O churle drinke all and lest no friendly drop To helpe me after I will kisse thy lips Happlie some poyson yet doth hang on them To make me die wth a restoratiue Thy lips are warme Enter Boy and Watch. Watch. Lead Boy which way Iul. Yea noise
desart Ham. Gods bodykins man better Vse euerie man after his desart and who should scape whipping vse them after your own Honor and Dignity The lesse they deserue the more merit is in your bountie Take them in Pol. Come sirs Exit Polon Ham. Follow him Friends wee 'l heare a play to morrow Dost thou heare me old Friend can you play the murther of Gonzago Play I my Lord. Ham. Wee 'l ha 't to morrow night You could for a need study a speech of some dosen or sixteene lines which I would set downe and insert in 't Could ye not Play I my Lord. Ham. Very well Follow that Lord and looke you mock him not My good Friends I le leaue you til night you are welcome to Elsonower Rosin Good my Lord. Exeunt Manet Hamlet Ham. I so God buy'ye Now I am alone Oh what a Rogue and Pesant slaue am I Is it not monstrous that this Player heere But in a Fixion in a dreame of Passion Could force his soule so to his whole conceit That from her working all his visage warm'd Teares in his eyes distraction in 's Aspect A broken voyce and his whole Function suiting With Formes to his Conceit And all for nothing For Hecuba What 's Hecuba to him or he to Hecuba That he should weepe for her What would he doe Had he the Motiue and the Cue for passion That I haue He would drowne the Stage with teares And cleaue the generall eare with horrid speech Make mad the guilty and apale the free Confound the ignorant and amaze indeed The very faculty of Eyes and Eares Yet I A dull and muddy-metled Rascall peake Like Iohn a-dreames vnpregnant of my cause And can say nothing No not for a King Vpon whose property and most deere life A damn'd defeate was made Am I a Coward Who calles me Villaine breakes my pate a-crosse Pluckes off my Beard and blowes it in my face Tweakes me by ' th' Nose giues me the Lye i' th' Throate As deepe as to the Lungs Who does me this Ha Why I should take it for it cannot be But I am Pigeon-Liuer'd and lacke Gall To make Oppression bitter or ere this I should haue fatted all the Region Kites With this Slaues Offall bloudy a Bawdy villaine Remorselesse Treacherous Letcherous kindles villaine Oh Vengeance Who What an Asse am I I sure this is most braue That I the Sonne of the Deere murthered Prompted to my Reuenge by Heauen and Hell Must like a Whore vnpacke my heart with words And fall a Cursing like a very Drab A Scullion Fye vpon 't Foh About my Braine I haue heard that guilty Creatures sitting at a Play Haue by the very cunning of the Scoene Bene strooke so to the soule that presently They haue proclaim'd their Malefactions For Murther though it haue no tongue will speake With most myraculous Organ I le haue these Players Play something like the murder of my Father Before mine Vnkle I le obserue his lookes I le tent him to the quicke If he but blench I know my course The Spirit that I haue seene May be the Diuell and the Diuel hath power T' assume a pleasing shape yea and perhaps Out of my Weaknesse and my Melancholly As he is very potent with such Spirits Abuses me to damne me I le haue grounds More Relatiue then this The Play 's the thing Wherein I le catch the Conscience of the King Exit Enter King Queene Polonius Ophelia Rosincrance Guildenstern and Lords King And can you by no drift of circumstance Get from him why he puts on this Confusion Grating so harshly all his dayes of quiet With turbulent and dangerous Lunacy Rosin He does confesse he feeles himselfe distracted But from what cause he will by no meanes speake Guil. Nor do we finde him forward to be sounded But with a crafty Madnesse keepes aloofe When we would bring him on to some Confession Of his true state Qu. Did he receiue you well Rosin Most like a Gentleman Guild But with much forcing of his disposition Rosin Niggard of question but of our demands Most free in his reply Qu. Did you assay him to any pastime Rosin Madam it so fell out that certaine Players We ore-wrought on the way of these we told him And there did seeme in him a kinde of ioy To heare of it They are about the Court And as I thinke they haue already order This night to play before him Pol. 'T is most true And he beseech'd me to intreate your Maiesties To heare and see the matter King With all my heart and it doth much content me To heare him so inclin'd Good Gentlemen Giue him a further edge and driue his purpose on To these delights Rosin We shall my Lord. Exeunt King Sweet Gertrude leaue vs too For we haue closely sent for Hamlet hither That he as 't were by accident may there Affront Ophelia Her Father and my selfe lawful espials Will so bestow our selues that seeing vnseene We may of their encounter frankely iudge And gather by him as he is behaued If 't be th' affliction of his loue or no. That thus he suffers for Qu. I shall obey you And for your part Ophelia I do wish That your good Beauties be the happy cause Of Hamlets wildenesse so shall I hope your Vertues Will bring him to his wonted way againe To both your Honors Ophe. Madam I wish it may Pol. Ophelia walke you heere Gracious so please ye We will bestow our selues Reade on this booke That shew of such an exercise may colour Your lonelinesse We are oft too blame in this 'T is too much prou'd that with Deuotions visage And pious Action we do surge o're The diuell himselfe King Oh 't is true How smart a lash that speech doth giue my Conscience The Harlots Cheeke beautied with plaist'ring Art Is not more vgly to the thing that helpes it Then is my deede to my most painted word Oh heauie burthen Pol. I heare him comming let 's withdraw my Lord. Exeunt Enter Hamlet Ham. To be or not to be that is the Question Whether 't is Nobler in the minde to suffer The Slings and Arrowes of outragious Fortune Or to take Armes against a Sea of troubles And by opposing end them to dye to sleepe No more and by a sleepe to say we end The Heart-ake and the thousand Naturall shockes That Flesh is heyre too 'T is a consummation Deuoutly to be wish'd To dye to sleepe To sleepe perchance to Dreame I there 's the rub For in that sleepe of death what dreames may come When we haue shufflel'd off this mortall coile Must giue vs pawse There 's the respect That makes Calamity of so long life For who would beare the Whips and Scornes of time The Oppressors wrong the poore mans Contumely The pangs of dispriz'd Loue the Lawes delay The insolence of Office and the Spurnes That patient merit of the vnworthy takes When he himselfe might his Quietus make With a bare
Bodkin Who would these Fardles beare To grunt and sweat vnder a weary life But that the dread of something after death The vndiscouered Countrey from whose Borne No Traueller returnes Puzels the will And makes vs rather beare those illes we haue Then flye to others that we know not of Thus Conscience does make Cowards of vs all And thus the Natiue hew of Resolution Is sicklied o're with the pale cast of Thought And enterprizes of great pith and moment With this regard their Currants turne away And loose the name of Action Soft you now The faire Ophelia Nimph in thy Orizons Be all my sinnes remembred Ophe. Good my Lord How does your Honor for this many a day Ham. I humbly thanke you well well well Ophe. My Lord I haue Remembrances of yours That I haue longed long to re-deliuer I pray you now receiue them Ham. No no I neuer gaue you ought Ophe. My honor'd Lord I know right well you did And with them words of so sweet breath compos'd As made the things more rich then perfume left Take these againe for to the Noble minde Rich gifts wax poore when giuers proue vnkinde There my Lord. Ham. Ha ha Are you honest Ophe. My Lord. Ham. Are you faire Ophe. What meanes your Lordship Ham. That if you be honest and faire your Honesty should admit no discourse to your Beautie Ophe. Could Beautie my Lord haue better Comerce then your Honestie Ham. I trulie for the power of Beautie will sooner transforme Honestie from what it is to a Bawd then the force of Honestie can translate Beautie into his likenesse This was sometime a Paradox but now the time giues it proofe I did loue you once Ophe. Indeed my Lord you made me beleeue so Ham. You should not haue beleeued me For vertue cannot so innocculate our old stocke but we shall-rellish of it I loued you not Ophe. I was the more deceiued Ham. Get thee to a Nunnerie Why would'st thou be a breeder of Sinners I am my selfe indifferent honest but yet I could accuse me of such things that it were better my Mother had not borne me I am very prowd reuengefull Ambitious with more offences at my becke then I haue thoughts to put them in imagination to giue them shape or time to acte them in What should such Fellowes as I do crawling betweene Heauen and Earth We are arrant Knaues all beleeue none of vs. Goe thy wayes to a Nunnery Where 's your Father Ophe. At home my Lord. Ham. Let the doores be shut vpon him that he may play the Foole no way but in 's owne house Farewell Ophe. O helpe him you sweet Heauens Ham. If thou doest Marry I le giue thee this Plague for thy Dowrie Be thou as chast as Ice as pure as Snow thou shalt not escape Calumny Get thee to a Nunnery Go Farewell Or if thou wilt needs Marry marry a fool for Wise men know well enough what monsters you make of them To a Nunnery go and quickly too Farwell Ophe. O heauenly Powers restore him Ham. I haue heard of your pratlings too wel enough God has giuen you one pace and you make your selfe another you gidge you amble and you lispe and nickname Gods creatures and make your Wantonnesse your Ignorance Go too I le no more on 't it hath made me mad I say we will haue no more Marriages Those that are married already all but one shall liue the rest shall keep as they are To a Nunnery go Exit Hamlet Ophe. O what a Noble minde is heere o're-throwne The Courtiers Soldiers Schollers Eye tongue sword Th' expectansie and Rose of the faire State The glasse of Fashion and the mould of Forme Th' obseru'd of all Obseruers quite quite downe Haue I of Ladies most deiect and wretched That suck'd the Honie of his Musicke Vowes Now see that Noble and most Soueraigne Reason Like sweet Bels â—angled out of tune and harsh That vnmatch'd Forme and Feature of blowne youth Blasted with extasie Oh woe is me T' haue seene what I haue seene see what I see Enter King and Polonius King Loue His affections do not that way tend Nor what he spake though it lack'd Forme a little Was not like Madnesse There 's something in his soule O're which his Melancholly sits on brood And I do doubt the hatch and the disclose Will be some danger which to preuent I haue in quicke determination Thus set it downe He shall with speed to England For the demand of our neglected Tribute Haply the Seas and Countries different With variable Obiects shall expell This something setled matter in his heart Whereon his Braines still beating puts him thus From fashion of himselfe What thinke you on 't Pol. It shall do well But yet do I beleeue The Origin and Commencement of this greefe Sprung from neglected loue How now Ophelia You neede not tell vs what Lord Hamlet saide We heard it all My Lord do as you please But if you hold it fit after the Play Let his Queene Mother all alone intreat him To shew his Greefes let her be round with him And I le be plac'd so please you in the eare Of all their Conference If she finde him not To England send him Or confine him where Your wisedome best shall thinke King It shall be so Madnesse in great Ones must not vnwatch'd go Exeunt Enter Hamlet and two or three of the Players Ham. Speake the Speech I pray you as I pronounc'd it to you trippingly on the Tongue But if you mouth it as many of your Players do I had as liue the Town-Cryer had spoke my Lines Nor do not saw the Ayre too much your hand thus but vse all gently for in the verie Torrent Tempest and as I may say the Whirle-winde of Passion you must acquire and beget a Temperance that may giue it Smoothnesse O it offends mee to the Soule to see a robustious Pery-wig-pated Fellow teare a Passion to tatters to verie ragges to split the eares of the Groundlings who for the most part are capeable of nothing but inexplicable dumbe shewes noise I could haue such a Fellow whipt for o're-doing Termagant it out Herod's Herod Pray you auoid it Player I warrant your Honor. Ham. Be not too tame neyther but let your owne Discretion be your Tutor Sute the Action to the Word the Word to the Action with this speciall obseruance That you ore-stop not the modestie of Nature for any thing so ouer-done is froÌ„ the purpose of Playing whose end both at the first and now was and is to hold as 't wer the Mirrour vp to Nature to shew Vertue her owne Feature Scorne her owne Image and the verie Age and Bodie of the Time his forme and pressure Now this ouer-done or come tardie off though it make the vnskilfull laugh cannot but make the Iudicious greeue The censure of the which One must in your allowance o're-way a whole Theater of Others Oh there bee Players that I haue seene