too Vind. Whos 's this comes Vind. The Dukes sonne vp so late brother fall back And you shall learne some mischeife my good Lord Luss. Piato why the man I wisht for come I do embrace this season for the fittest To tast of that yong Lady Vind. Heart and hell Hip. Dambd villaine Vind. I ha no way now to crosse it but to kill him Luss. Come only thou and I Vin. My Lord my Lord Luss. Why dost thou start vs Vind. I de almost forgot the bastard Lus. What of him Vind. This night this houre this minute now Luss. What what Vin. Shadowes the Duchesse Luss. Horrible word Vind. And like strong poyson eates Into the Duke your fathers fore-head Luss. Oh Vind. He makes horne royall Lus: Most ignoble slaue Vind. This is the fruite of two beds Luss. I am mad Vind. That passage he trod warily Luss. He did Vind. And husht his villaines euery step he tooke Luss. His villaines I le confound them Vind. Take e'm finely finely now Luss. The Duchesse Chamber-doore shall not controule mee Exeunt Hip. Good happy swift there 's gunpowder i th Court Wilde fire at mid-night in this heedlesse fury He may show violence to crosse himselfe I le follow the Euent Exit Luss. Where is that villaine Enter againe Vind. Sofly my Lord and you may take e'm twisted Luss. I care not how Vind. Oh t will be glorious To kill e'm doubled when their heapt be soft my Lord Luss. Away my spleene is not so lazy thus and thus I le shake their eye-lids ope and with my sword Shut e'm agen for euer villaine strumpet Duk. You vpper Guard defend vs Duch. Treason treason Duk. Oh take mee not in sleepe I haue great sins I must haue daies Nay months deere sonne with penitential heaues To lift 'em out and not to die vncleere O thou wilt kill me both in heauen and here Luss. I am amazde to death Duke Nay villaine traytor Worse then the fowlest Epithite now I le gripe thee Ee'n with the Nerues of wrath and throw thy head Amongst the Lawyers gard Enter Nobles and sonnes 1. Noble How comes the quiet of your Grace disturbd Duke This boye that should be my selfe after mee Would be my selfe before me and in heate Of that ambition bloudily rusht in Intending to depose me in my bed 2. Noble Duty and naturall-loyalty for-fend Dut. He cald his Father villaine and me strumpet A word that I abhorre to file my lips with Ambi. That was not so well done Brother Luss. I am abusde I know ther 's no excuse can do me good Vind. T is now good policie to be from sight His vicious purpose to our sisters honour Is crost beyond our thought Hip. You little dreamt his Father slept heere Vind. Oh 't was farre beyond me But since it fell so without fright-full word Would he had kild him t would haue easde our swords Duk. Be comforted our Duchesse he shall dye dissemble a flight Luss. Where 's this slaue-pander now out of mine eye Guiltie of this abuse Enter Spurio with his villaines Spu. Y' are villaines Fablers You haue knaues chins and harlots tongues you lie And I will dam you with one meale a day 1. Ser. O good my Lord Spu. Sbloud you shall neuer sup 2. Ser. O I beseech you sir Spu. To let my sword Catch cold so long and misse him 1. Ser. Troth my Lord T was his intent to meete there Spu. Heart hee 's yonder Ha what newes here is the day out ath- socket That it is Noone at Mid-night the Court vp How comes the Guard so sawcie with his elbowes Luss. The Bastard here Nay then the truth of my intent shall out My Lord and Father heare me Duke Beare him hence Luss. I can with loyaltie excuse Duke Excuse to prison with the Villaine Death shall not long lag after him Spu. Good ifaith then 't is not much amisse Luss. Brothers my best release lies on your tongues I pray perswade for mee Ambi. It is our duties make your selfe sure of vs Sup. Wee le sweate in pleading Luss. And I may liue to thanke you Exeunt Ambi. No thy death shall thanke me better Spu. Hee 's gon I le after him And know his trespasse seeme to beare a part In all his ills but with a Puritane heart Exit Amb. Now brother let our hate and loue be wouen So subtilly together that in speaking one word for his life We may make three for his death The craftiest pleader gets most gold for breath Sup. Set on I le not be farre behinde you brother Duke I st possible a sonne should bee disobedient as farre as the sword it is the highest he can goe no farther Ambi. My gratious Lord take pitty Duke Pitty boyes Amb. Nay weed be loth to mooue your Grace too much Wee know the tre'passe is vnpardonable Black wicked and vnnaturall Sup. In a Sonne oh Monstrous Ambi. Yet my Lord A Dukes soft hand stroakes the rough head of law And makes it lye smooth Duk. But my hand shall nere do ot Amb. That as you please my Lord Super. Wee must needs confesse Some father would haue enterd into hate So deadly pointed that before his eyes Hee would ha seene the execution sound Without corrupted fauour Amb. But my Lord Your Grace may liue the wonder of all times In pardning that offence which neuer yet Had face to beg a pardon Duke Hunny how 's this Amb. Forgiue him good my Lord hee s your owne sonne And I must needs say 't was the vildlier done Superv. Hee 's the next heire yet this true reason gathers None can possesse that dispossesse their fathers Be mercifull Duke Here 's no Step-mothers-wit I le trie 'em both vpon their loue and hate Amb. Be mercifull altho Duke You haue preuaild My wrath like flaming waxe hath spent it selfe I know 't was but some peeuish Moone in him goe let him bee releasd Superv. Sfoote how now Brother Amb. Your Grace doth please to speake beside your spleene I would it were so happy Duke Why goe release him Superv. O my good Lord I know the fault 's too weighty And full of generall loathing too inhumaine Rather by all mens voyces worthy death Duke T is true too here then receiue this signet doome shall passe Direct it to the Iudges he shall dye Ere many dayes make hast Amb. All speed that may be We could haue wisht his burthen not so sore We knew your Grace did but delay before Exeunt Duke Here 's Enuie with a poore thin couer or 't Like Scarlet hid in lawne easily spide through This their ambition by the Mothers side Is dangerous and for safetie must be purgd I will preuent their enuies sure it was But some mistaken furie in our sonne Which these aspiring boyes would climbe vpon He shall bee releasde suddainly Enter Nobles 1. Nob. Good morning to your Grace Duke Welcome my Lords 2. Nob. Our knees shall take away the office of our feete for
All 's sure our owne Brother canst weepe thinkst thou T would grace our Flattery much thinke of some Dame T will teach thee to dissemble Sup. I haue thought Now for your selfe Amb. Our sorrowes are so fluent Our eyes ore-flow our toungs words spoake in teares Are like the murmures of the waters the sound Is lowdly heard but cannot be distinguisht Sup. How dyed he pray Off. O full of rage and spleene Super. He dyed most valiantly then we 're glad to heare it Off. We could not woe him once to pray Amb. He showd himselfe a Gentleman in that giue him his due Off. But in the steed of prayer he drew forth oaths Super. Then did hee pray deere heart Although you vnderstood him not Offi. My Lords E'en at his last with pardon bee it spoake Hee curst you both Sup. Hee curst vs lasse good soule Amb. It was not in our powers but the Dukes pleasure Finely dissembled a both-sides sweete fate O happy opportunitie Enter Lussurioso Luss. Now my Lords Both Oh! Luss. Why doe you shunne mee Brothers You may come neerer now The sauor of the prison has for-sooke mee I thanke such kinde Lords as your selues I me free Amb Aliue Super. In health Amb. Releasd We were both ee'n amazd with ioy to see it Luss. I am much to thanke you Sup. Faith we spar'd no toung vnto my Lord the Duke Amb. I know your deliuery brother Had not beene halfe so sudden but for vs Sup. O how we pleaded Luss. Most deseruing brothers In my best studies I will thinke of it Exit Luss. Amb. O death and vengeance Sup. Hell and torments Amb. Slaue camst thou to delude vs Off. Delude you my Lords Super. I villaine where 's this head now Off. Why heere my Lord Iust after his deliuery you both came With warrant from the Duke to be-head your brother Amb. I our brother the Dukes sonne Off. The Dukes sonne my Lord had his release before you came Amb. Whose head 's that then Off. His whom you left command for your owne brothers Amb. Our brothers oh furies Sup. Plagues Amb. Confusions Sup. Darkenesse Amb. Diuils Sup. Fell it out so accursedly Amb. So damnedly Sup. Villaine I le braine thee with it Off. O my good Lord Sup. The Diuill ouer-take thee Amb. O fatall Sup. O prodigious to our blouds Amb. Did we dissemble Sup. Did we make our teares woemen for thee Amb. Laugh and reioyce for thee Sup. Bring warrant for thy death Amb. Mock off thy head Super. You had a trick you had a wile forsooth Amb. A murren meete 'em there 's none of these wiles that euer come to good I see now there is nothing sure in mortalitie but mortalitie well no more words shalt be reuengd ifaith Come throw off clouds now brother thinke of vengeance And deeper setled hate sirrah sit fast Wee le pull downe all but thou shalt downe at last Exeunt ACT. 4. SCEN. 1. Enter Lussurioso with Hippolito Luss. Hippolito Hip. My Lord Has your good Lordship ought to command me in Luss. I pre-thee leaue vs Hip. How 's this come and leaue vs Luss. Hippolito Hip. Your honor I stand ready for any dutious emploiment Luss. Heart what makst thou here Hip. A pritty Lordly humor He bids me to bee present to depart some-thing has stung his honor Luss. Bee neerer draw neerer Ye' are not so good me thinkes I me angry with you Hip. With me my Lord I me angry with my selfe for t Luss. You did preferre a goodly fellow to me T was wittily elected t was I thought Had beene a villaine and he prooues a Knaue To mee a Knaue Hip. I chose him for the best my Lord T is much my sorrow if neglect in him breed discontent in you Luss. Neglect t was will Iudge of it Firmely to tell of an incredible Act Not to be thought lesse to be spoken of Twixt my Step-mother and the Bastard oh Incestuous sweetes betweene 'em Hip. Fye my Lord Lus. I in kinde loyaltie to my fathers fore-head Made this a desperate arme and in that furie Committed treason on the lawfull bed And with my sword een rac'd my fathers bosome For which I was within a stroake of death Hip. Alack I me sorry ssoote iust vpon the stroake Iars in my brother t will be villanous Musick Vind. My honored Lord Enter Vind. Luss. Away pre-thee forsake vs heereafter wee le not know thee Vind. Not know me my Lord your Lorship cannot choose Lus Begon I say thou art a false knaue Vind. Why the easier to be knowne my Lord Lus. Push I shall prooue too bitter with a word Make thee a perpetuall prisoner And laye this yron-age vpon thee Vind. Mum for there 's a doome would make a woman dum Missing the bastard next him the winde 's comes about Now t is my brothers turne to stay mine to goe out Exit Vin. Lus. Has greatly moou'd me Hip. Much to blame ifaith Lus. But I le recouer to his ruine t was told me lately I know not whether falslie that you 'd a brother Hip. Who I yes my good Lord I haue a brother Lus. How chance the Court neere saw him of what nature How does he apply his houres Hip. Faith to curse Fates Who as he thinkes ordaind him to be poore Keepes at home full of want and discontent Lus There 's hope in him for discontent and want Is the best clay to mould a villaine off Hippolito wish him repaire to vs If there be ought in him to please our bloud For thy sake wee le aduance him and build faire His meanest fortunes for it is in vs To reare vp Towers from cottages Hip. It is so my Lord he will attend your honour But hee s a man in whom much melancholy dwels Lus. Why the better bring him to Court Hip. With willingnesse and speed Whom he cast off een now must now succeed Brother disguise must off In thine owne shape now I le prefer thee to him How strangely does himselfe worke to vndo him Exit Luss. This fellow will come fitly he shall kill That other slaue that did abuse my spleene And made it swell to Treason I haue put Much of my heart into him hee must dye He that knowes great mens secrets and proues slight That man nere liues to see his Beard turne white I he shall speede him I le employ thee brother Slaues are but Nayles to driue out one another Hee being of black condition sutable To want and ill content hope of preferment Will grinde him to an Edge The Nobles enter 1. Good dayes vnto your honour Luss. My kinde Lords I do returne the like 2. Sawe you my Lord the Duke Luss. My Lord and Father is he from Court 1. Hee s sure from Court But where which way his pleasure tooke we know not Nor can wee heare on t Luss. Here come those should tell Sawe you my Lord and Father 3. Not since two houres before noone my Lord And then he priuately
at a Virgin not far from Court To whom I haue conuayde by Messenger Many waxt Lines full of my neatest spirit And iewells that were able to rauish her Without the helpe of man all which and more Shee foolish chast sent back the messengers Receiuing frownes for answeres Vind. Possible T is a rare Phaenix who ere she bee If your desires be such she so repugnant In troth my Lord I de be reuengde and marry her Luss. Push the doury of her bloud of her fortunes Are both too meane good ynough to be bad withal I me one of that number can defend Marriage is good yet rather keepe a friend Giue me my bed by stealth there 's true delight What breeds a loathing in 't but night by night Vind. A very fine relligion Luss. Therefore thus He trust thee in the businesse of my heart Because I see thee wel experienc'st In this Luxurious day wherein we breath Go thou and with a smooth enchaunting tongue Bewitch her eares and Couzen her of all Grace Enter vpon the portion of her soule Her honor which she calls her chastity And bring it into expence for honesty Is like a stock of money layd to sleepe Which nere so little broke do's neuer keep Vind. You haue gint the Tang yfaith my Lord Make knowne the Lady to me and my braine Shall swell with strange Inuention I will moue it Till I expire with speaking and drop downe Without a word to saue me but I le worke Luss. We thanke thee and will raise thee receiue her name it is the only daughter to Madame Gratiana the late widdow Vind. Oh my sister my sister Luss. Why dost walke aside Vind. My Lord I was thinking how I might begin As thus oh Ladie or twenty hundred deuices Her very bodkin will put a man in Luss. I or the wagging of her haire Vind No that shall put you in my Lord Luss. Shal't why content dost know the daughter then Vind. O exlent well by sight Luss. That was her brother That did prefer thee to vs Vind. My Lord I thinke so I knew I had seene him some where Luss. And therefore pree-thee let thy heart to him Be as a Virgin closse Vind. Oh me good Lord Luss. We may laugh at that simple age within him Vind. Ha ha ha Luss. Himselfe being made the subtill instrument To winde vp a good fellow Vind. That 's I my Lord Luss. That 's thou To entice and worke his sister Vind. A pure nouice Luss. T' was finely manag'd Vind. Gallantly carried A prety-perfumde villaine Luss. I 'ue bethought me If she prooue chast still and immoueable Venture vpon the Mother and with giftes As I will furnish thee begin with her Vin. Oh fie fie that 's the wrong end my Lord T is meere impossible that a mother by any gifts should become a bawde to her owne Daughter Luss. Nay then I see thou' rt but a puny in the subtill Mistery of a woman why t is held now no dainty dish The name Is so in league with age that now adaies It do's Eclipse three quarters of a Mother Vind. Dost so my Lord Let me alone then to Eclipse the fourth Luss. Why well sayd come I le furnish thee but first sweare to be true in all Vind. True Luss. Nay but sweare Vind. Sweare I hope your honor little doubts my fayth Luss. Yet for my humours sake cause I loue swearing Vind. Cause you loue swearing slud I will Luss. Why ynough Erelong looke to be made of better stuff Vind. That will do well indeed my Lord Luss. Attend me Vind. Oh Now let me burst I 'ue eaten Noble poyson We are made strange fellowes brother innocent villaines Wilt not be angry when thou hearst on 't thinkst thou Ifayth thou shalt sweare me to foule my sister Sword I durst make a promise of him to thee Thou shalt dis-heire him it shall be thine honor And yet now angry froath is downe in me It would not proue the meanest policy In this disguize to try the fayth of both Another might haue had the selfe same office Some slaue that would haue wrought effectually I and perhaps ore-wrought em therefore I Being thought trauayld will apply my selfe Vnto the selfe same forme forget my nature As if no part about me were kin to em So touch 'em tho I durst a most for good Venture my lands in heauen vpon their good Exit Enter the discontented Lord Antonio whose wife the Duchesses youngest Sonne rauisht he Discouering the body of her dead to certaine Lords and Hippolito L. Ant. Draw neerer Lords and be sad witnesses Of a fayre comely building newly falne Being falsely vndermined violent rape Has playd a glorious act behold my Lords A sight that strikes man out of me Piero That vertuous Lady Ant. President for wiues Hip. The blush of many weomen whose chast presence Would ene call shame vp to their cheekes And make pale wanton sinners haue good colours L. Ant. Dead Her honor first drunke poyson and her life Being fellowes in one house did pledge her honour Pier. O greefe of many L. Anto. I markt not this before A prayer Booke the pillow to her cheeke This was her rich confection and another Plaste'd in her right hand with a leafe tuckt vp Poynting to these words Melius virtute mori Quam per Dedecus viuere True and effectuall it is indeed Hip. My Lord since you enuite vs to your sorrowes Le ts truely tast 'em that with equall comfort As to our selues we may releiue your wrongs We haue greefe too that yet walkes without Tong Curaeleues loquuntur Maiores stupent L. Ant. You deale with truth my Lord Lend me but your Attentions and I le cut Long greefe into short words last reuelling night When Torch-light made an artificiall noone About the Court some Courtiers in the maske Putting on better faces then their owne Being full of frawde and flattery amongst whome The Ducheses yongest sonne that moth to honor Fild vp a Roome and with long lust to eat Into my wearing amongst all the Ladyes Singled out that deere forme who euer liu'd As cold in Lust as shee is now in death Which that step Duches Monster knew to well And therefore in the height of all the reuells When Musick was hard lowdest Courtiers busiest And Ladies great with laughter O Vitious minute Vnfit but for relation to be spoke of Then with a face more impudent then his vizard He harried her amidst a throng of Panders That liue vppon damnation of both kindes And fed the rauenous vulture of his lust O death to thinke on t she her honor forest Deemd it a nobler dowry for her name To die with poyson then to liue with shame Hip. A wondrous Lady of rare fire compact Sh 'as made her name an Empresse by that act Pier. My Lord what iudgement followes the offender L. Ant Faith none my Lord it cooles and is deferd Pier. Delay the doome for rape L. Ant, O you
Hee bid faire fort thy iniurie is the more For had hee cut thee a right Diamond Thou hadst beene next set in the Duke-doomes Ring When his worne selfe like Ages easie slaue Had dropt out of the Collet into th' Graue What wrong can equall this canst thou be tame And thinke vppon 't Spu. No mad and thinke vpon 't Dut. Who would not be reuengd of such a father E'en in the worst way I would thanke that sinne That could most iniury him and bee in league with it Oh what a griefe 't is that a man should liue But once i th world and then to liue a Bastard The curse a' the wombe the theefe of Nature Begot against the seauenth commandement Halfe dambd in the conception by the iustice Of that vnbribed euerlasting law Spu. Oh I de a hot-backt Diuill to my father Dut. Would not this mad e'en patience make bloud rough Who but an Eunuch would not sinne his bed By one false minute disinherited Spi. I there 's the vengeance that my birth was wrapt in I le be reuengd for all now hate begin I le call foule Incest but a Veniall sinne Dut. Cold still in vaine then must a Dutchesse woo Spu. Madam I blush to say what I will doo Dut. Thence flew sweet comfort earnest and farewell Spu. Oh one incestuous kisse picks open hell Dut. Faith now old Duke my vengeance shall reach high I le arme thy brow with womans Herauldrie Exit Spu. Duke thou didst do me wrong and by thy Act Adultery is my nature Faith if the truth were knowne I was begot After some gluttonous dinner some stirring dish Was my first father when deepe healths went round And Ladies cheekes were painted red with Wine Their tongues as short and nimble as their heeles Vttering words sweet and thick and when they rise Were merrily disposd to fall agen In such a whispring and with-drawing houre When base-male-Bawds kept Centinell at staire-head Was I stolne softly oh damnation met The sinne of feasts drunken adultery I feele it swell me my reuenge is iust I was begot in impudent Wine and Lust Step-mother I consent to thy desires I loue thy mischiefe well but I hate thee And those three Cubs thy sonnes wishing confusion Death and disgrace may be their Epitaphs As for my brother the Dukes onely sonne Whose birth is more beholding to report Then mine and yet perhaps as falsely sowne Women must not be trusted with their owne I le loose my dayes vpon him hate all I Duke on thy browe I le drawe my Bastardie For indeed a bastard by nature should make Cuckolds Because he is the sonne of a Cuckold-maker Exit Enter Vindici and Hippolito Vindici in disguise to attend L. Lussurioso the Dukes sonne Vind. What brother am I farre inough from my selfe Hip. As if another man had beene sent whole Into the world and none wist how he came Vind. It wil confirme me bould the child a th Court Let blushes dwell i' th Country impudence Thou Goddesse of the pallace Mistrs of Mistesses To whom the costly perfumd-people pray Strike thou my fore-head into dauntlesse Marble Mine eyes to steady Saphires turne my visage And if I must needes glow let me blush inward That this immodest season may not spy That scholler in my cheekes foole bashfullnes That Maide in the old time whose flush of Grace Would neuer suffer her to get good cloaths Our maides are wiser and are lesse ashamd Saue Grace the bawde I seldome heare Grace nam'd Hip. Nay brother you reach out a' th Verge now Sfoote the Dukes sonne settle your lookes Vind. Pray let me not be doubted Hip. My Lord Luss. Hipolito be absent leaue vs Hip. My Lord after long search wary inquiryes And politick siftings I made choise of yon fellow Whom I gesse rare for many deepe imployments This our age swims within him and if Time Had so much hayre I should take him for Time He is so neere kinne to this present minute Luss. T is ynough We thanke thee yet words are but great-mens blanckes Gold tho it be dum do's vtter the best thankes Hip. Your plenteous honor an exlent fellow my Lord Luss. So giue vs leaue welcome bee not far off we must bee better acquainted push be bould with vs thy hand Vind. With all my heart yfaith how dost sweete Musk-cat When shall we lie togither Luss. Wondrous knaue Gather him into bouldnesse Sfoote the slaue 's Already as familiar as an Ague And shakes me at his pleasure friend I can Forget my selfe in priuate but else where I pray do you remember me Vind. Oh very well sir I conster my selfe sawcy Luss. What hast beene Of what profession Vind. A bone-setter Luss. A bone-setter Vind. A bawde my Lord One that setts bones togither Luss. Notable bluntnesse Fit fit for me e'en traynd vp to my hand Thou hast beene Scriuener to much knauery then Vind. Foole to abundance sir I haue beene witnesse To the surrenders of a thousand virgins And not so little I haue seene Patrimonyes washt a peices Fruit-feilds turnd into bastards And in a world of Acres Not so much dust due to the heire t' was left too As would well grauell a petition Luss. Fine villaine troth I like him wonderously Hee s e'en shapt for my purpose then thou knowst i th world strange lust Vind. O Dutch lust fulsome lust Druncken procreation which begets so many drunckards Some father dreads not gonne to bedde in wine to slide from the mother And cling the daughter-in-law Some Vncles are adulterous with their Neeces Brothers with brothers wiues O howre of Incest Any kin now next to the Rim at h sister Is mans meate in these dayes and in the morning When they are vp and drest and their maske on Who can perceiue this saue that eternall eye That see 's through flesh and all well If any thing be dambd It will be twelue a clock at night that twelue Will neuer scape It is the Iudas of the howers wherein Honest saluation is betrayde to sin Luss. Introth it is too but let this talke glide It is our bloud to erre tho hell gapte lowde Ladies know Lucifer fell yet still are proude Now sir wert thou as secret as thou' rt subtil And deepely fadomd into all estates I would embrace thee for a neere imployment And thou shouldst swell in money and be able To make lame beggers crouch to thee Vind. My Lord Secret I nere had that disease at h mother I praise my father why are men made closse But to keepe thoughts in best I grant you this Tell but some woman a secret ouer night Your doctor may finde it in the vrinall i th morning But my Lord Luss. So thou' rt confirmd in mee And thus I enter thee Vind. This Indian diuill Will quickly enter any man but a Vsurer He preuents that by entring the diuill first Luss. Attend me I am past my depth in lust And I must swim or drowne all my desires Are leueld
st he my Lord Lus. I le tell you you first preferd him to me Vin. Did you brother Hip. I did indeed Lus. And the ingreatfull villayne To quit that kindnes strongly wrought with me Being as you see a likely man for pleasure With iewels to corrupt your virgin sister Hip. Oh villaine Vin. He shall surely die that did it Lus. I far from thinking any Virgin harme Especially knowing her to be as chast As that part which scarce suffers to be toucht Th' eye would not endure him Vin. Would you not my Lord T was wondrous honorably donne Lus. But with some fiue frownes kept him out Vin. Out slaue Lus. What did me he but in reuenge of that Went of his owne free will to make infirme Your sisters honor whome I honor with my soule For chast respect and not preuayling there As t was but desperate folly to attempt it In meere spleene by the way way laies your mother Whose honor being a coward as it seemes Yeelded by little force Vind. Coward indeed Luss. He proud of their aduantage as he thought Brought me these newes for happy but I heauen forgiue mee for 't Vind. What did your honour Luss. In rage pusht him from mee Trampled beneath his throate spurnd him and bruizd Indeed I was too cruell to say troth Hip. Most Nobly managde Vind. Has not heauen an eare Is all the lightning wasted Luss. If I now were so impatient in a modest cause What should you be Vind. Full mad he shall not liue To see the Moone change Luss. He 's about the Pallace Hippolito intice him this way that thy brother May take full marke of him Hip. Heart that shall not neede my Lord I can direct him so far Luss. Yet for my hates sake Go winde him this way I le see him bleede my selfe Hip. What now brother Vind. Nay e'en what you will y' are put to 't brother Hip. An impossible taske I le sweare To bring him hither that 's already here Exit Hippo. Luss. Thy name I haue forgot it Vin. Vindice my Lord Luss. T is a good name that Vind. I a Reuenger Luss. It dos betoken courage thou shouldst be valiant And kill thine enemies Vind. That 's my hope my Lord Luss. This slaue is one Vind. I le doome him Luss. Then I le praise thee Do thou obserue me best and I le best raise thee Enter Hip. Vind. Indeed I thanke you Luss. Now Hippolito where 's the slaue Pandar Hip. Your good Lordship Would haue a loathsome sight of him much offensiue Hee 's not in case now to be seene my Lord The worst of all the deadly sinnes is in him That beggerly damnation drunkennesse Luss. Then he 's a double-slaue Vind. T was well conuaide vpon a suddaine wit Luss. What are you both Firmely resolud I le see him dead my selfe Vind. Or else let not vs liue Luss. You may direct your brother to take note of him Hip. I shall Luss. Rise but in this and you shall neuer fall Vind. Your honours Vassayles Luss. This was wisely carried Deepe policie in vs makes fooles of such Then must a slaue die when he knowes too much exit Luss. Vind. O thou almighty patience t is my wonder That such a fellow impudent and wicked Should not be clouen as he stood Or with a secret winde burst open Is there no thunder left or i st kept vp In stock for heauier vengeance there it goes Hip. Brother we loose our selues Vind. But I haue found it T will hold t is sure thankes thankes to any spirit That mingled it mongst my inuentions Hip. What i st Vind. T is sound and good thou shalt pertake it I 'me hir'd to kill my selfe Hip. True Vind. Pree-thee marke it And the old Duke being dead but not conuaide For he 's already mist too and you know Murder will peepe out of the closest huske Hip. Most true Vind. What say you then to this deuice If we drest vp the body of the Duke Hip. In that disguise of yours Vind. Y' are quick y' aue reacht it Hip. I like it wonderously Vind. And being in drinck as you haue publisht him To leane him on his elbowe as if sleepe had caught him Which claimes most interest in such sluggy men Hip. Good yet but here 's a doubt Me thought by 'th Dukes sonne to kill that pandar Shall when he is knowne be thought to kill the Duke Vind. Neither O thankes it is substantiall For that disguize being on him which I wore It wil be thought I which he calls the Pandar did kil the Duke fled away in his apparell leauing him so disguiz'd to auoide swift pursuite Hip. Firmer and firmer Vind. Nay doubt not t is in graine I warrant it hold collour Hip. Le ts about it Vind. But by the way too now I thinke on 't brother Let 's coniure that base diuill out of our Mother Exeunt Enter the Dutches arme in arme with the Bastard he seemeth lasciuiously to her after them Enter Superuacuo running with a rapier his Brother stops him Spuri. Madam vnlock your selfe should it be seene Your arme would be suspected Duch. Who it s that dares suspect or this or these May not we deale our fauours where we please Spu. I 'me confident you may Exeunt Amb. Sfoot brother hold Sup. Woult let the Bastard shame vs Amb. Hold hold brother there 's fitter time then now Sup. Now when I see it Amb. T is too much seene already Sup. Seene and knowne The Nobler she 's the baser is shee growne Amb. If she were bent lasciuiously the fault Of mighty women that sleepe soft O death Must she needes chuse such an vnequall sinner To make all worse Sup. A Bastard the Dukes Bastard Shame heapt on shame Amb. O our disgrace Most women haue small waste the world through-out But there desires are thousand miles about Exeunt Sup. Come stay not here le ts after and preuent Or els the I le sinne faster then wee le repent Enter Vindice and Hippolito bringing out there Mother one by one shoulder and the other by the other with daggers in their hands Vind. O thou for whom no name is bad ynough Moth. What meanes my sonnes what will you murder me Vind. Wicked vnnaturall Parents Hip. Feend of women Moth. Ohlare sonnes turnd monsters helpe Vind. In vaine Moth. Are you so barbarous to set Iron nipples Vpon the brest that gaue you suck Vind. That brest Is turnd to Quarled poyson Moth. Cut not your daies for 't am not I your mother Vind. Thou dost vsurpe that title now by fraud For in that shell of mother breeds a bawde Moth. A bawde O name far loathsomer then hell Hip. It should be so knewst thou thy Office well Moth I hate it Vind. Ah i st possible Thou onely you powers on hie That women should dissemble when they die Mot. Dissemble Vind. Did not the Dukes sonne direct A fellow of the worlds condition hither That did corrupt all that was good
my selfe yonder I must sit to bee kild and stand to kill my selfe I could varry it not so little as thrice ouer agen tas some eight returnes like Michelmas Tearme Hip. That 's enow a conscience Vind. But sirrah dos the Dukes sonne come single Hip. No there 's the hell on 't his faith 's too feeble to go alone hee brings flesh-flies after him that will buzze against supper time and hum for his comming out Vind. Ah the fly-flop of vengeance beate 'em to peeces here was the sweetest occasion the fittest houre to haue made my reueng familiar with him show him the body of the Duke his father and how quaintly he died like a Polititian in hugger-mugger made no man acquainted with it and in Catastrophe slaine him ouer his fathers brest and oh I 'me mad to loose such a sweete opportunity Hip. Nay push pree-thee be content there 's no remedy present may not hereafter times open in as faire faces as this Vind. They may if they can paint so well Hip. Come now to auoide al suspition le ts forsake this roome and be going to meete the Dukes sonne Vind. Content I 'me for any wether heart step closse here hee comes Ent. Luff Hip. My honord Lord Lus. Oh me you both present Vin. E'en newly my Lord iust as your Lordship enterd now about this place we had notice giuen hee should bee but in some Hip. Came your honour priuate Luss. Priuate inough for this onely a few Attend my comming out Hip. Death rotte those few Luss. Stay yonder 's the slaue Vind. Masse there 's the slaue indeed my Lord T is a good child he calls his Father slaue Luss. I that 's the villaine the dambd villaine softly Tread easie Vin. Puh I warrant you my Lord wee le stiflle in our breaths Luss. That will do well Base roague thou sleepest thy last t is policie To haue him killd in 's sleepe for if he wakt Hee would betray all to them Vind. But my Lord Luss. Ha what sayst Vind. Shall we kill him now hee s drunke Lus. I best of all Vind. Why then hee will nere liue to be sober Lus. No matter let him reele to hell Vind. But being so full of liquor I feare hee will put out all the fire Lus. Thou art a mad brest Vin. And leaue none to warme your Lordships Gols withall For he that dyes drunke falls into hell fire like a Bucket a water qush qush Lus. Come be ready nake your swords thinke of your wrongs This slaue has iniur'd you Vind. Troth so he has and he has paide well fort Lus. Meete with him now Vin. You le beare vs out my Lord Lus. Puh am I a Lord for nothing thinke you quickly now Vind. Sa sa sa thumpe there he lyes Lus. Nimbly done ha oh villaines murderers T is the old Duke my father Vind. That 's a iest Lus. What stiffe and colde already O pardon me to call you from your names T is none of your deed that villaine Piato Whom you thought now to kill has murderd him And left him thus disguizd Hip. And no vnlikely Vind. O rascall was he not ashamde To put the Duke into a greasie doublet Luss. He has beene cold and stiff who knowes how long Vind. Marry that do I Luss. No words I pray off any thing entended Vind. Oh my Lord Hip. I would same haue your Lordship thinke that we haue small reason to prate Lus Faith thou sayst true I le forth-with send to Court For all the Nobles Bastard Duchesse all How here by miracle wee found him dead And in his rayment that foule villaine fled Vind. That will be the best way my Lord to cleere vs all le ts cast about to be cleere Luss. Ho Nencio Sordido and the rest Enter all 1. My Lord 2. My Lord Lus. Be wittnesses of a strange spectacle Choosing for priuate conference that sad roome We found the Duke my father gealde in bloud 1. My Lord the Duke run hie thee Nencio Startle the Court by signifying so much Vind. Thus much by wit a deepe Reuenger can When murders knowne to be the cleerest man We 're fordest off and with as bould an eye Suruay his body as the standers by Luss. My royall father too basely let bloud By a maleuolent slaue Hip. Harke he calls thee slaue agen Vin. Ha's lost he may Lus. Oh sight looke hether see his lips are gnawn with poysō Vin. How his lips by 'th masse they bee Lus. O villaine O roague O slaue O rascall Hip. O good deceite he quits him with like tearmes 1. Where 2. Which way Amb. Ouer what roofe hangs this prodigious Comet In deadly fire Lus. Behold behold my Lords the Duke my fathers murderd by a vassaile that owes this habit and here left disguisde Duch. My Lord and husband 2. Reuerend Maiesty 1. I haue seene these cloths often attending on him Vin. That Nobleman has bin i th Country for he dos not lie Sup. Learne of our mother le ts dissemble to I am glad hee 's vanisht so I hope are you Amb. I you may take my word for t Spur. Old Dad dead I one of his cast sinnes will send the Fates Most hearty commendations by his owne sonne I le tug in the new streame till strength be done Lus. Where be those two that did affirme to vs My Lord the Duke was priuately rid forth 1. O pardon vs my Lords hee gaue that charge Vpon our liues if he were mist at Court To answer so hee rode not any where We left him priuate with that fellow here Vind. Confirmde Lus. O heauens that false charge was his death Impudent Beggars durst you to our face Maintaine such a false answer beare him straight to execution 1. My Lord Luss. Vrge me no more In this the excuse may be cal'd halfe the murther Vind. Yo 'ue sentencde well Luss. Away see it be done Vind. Could you not stick see what confession doth Who would not lie when men are hangd for truth Hip. Brother how happy is our vengeance Vin. Why it hits past the apprehension of indifferent wits Luss My Lord let post be sent Into all places to intrap the villaine Vin. Post-horse ha ha Nob. My Lord we 're som-thing bould to know our duety Your fathers accidentally departed The titles that were due to him meete you Lus. Meete me I 'me not at leisure my good Lord I 'ue many greefes to dispatch out at h way Welcome sweete titles talke to me my Lords Of sepulchers and mighty Emperors bones That 's thought for me Vind. So one may see by this How forraine markets goe Courtiers haue feete at h nines and tongues at h twellues They flatter Dukes and Dukes flatter them-selues Nob. My Lord it is your shine must comfort vs Luss. Alas I shine in teares like the Sunne in Aprill Nobl. Your now my Lords grace Luss. My Lords grace I perceiue you le haue it so Nobl. T is but your owne Luss. Then heauens giue me grace
to be so Vind He praies wel for him-selfe Nobl. Madame all sorrowes Must runne their circles into ioyes no doubt but time Wil make the murderer bring forth him-selfe Vind. He were an Asse then yfaith Nob. In the meane season Let vs bethinke the latest-funerall honors Due to the Dukes cold bodie and withall Calling to memory our new happinesse Spreade in his royall sonne Lords Gentlemen Prepare for Reuells Vind. Reuells Nobl. Time hath seurall falls Greefes lift vp ioyes feastes put downe funeralls Lus. Come then my Lords my fauours to you all The Duchesse is suspected fowly bent I le beginne Dukedome with her banishment Exeunt Duke Hip. Reuells Nobles and Duchesse Vind. I that 's the word we are firme yet Strike one straine more and then we crowne our wit Exeu. Bro. Spu. Well haue the fayrest marke so sayd the Duke when he begot me And if I misse his heart or neere about Then haue at any a Bastard scornes to be out Sup. Not'st thou that Spurio brother And Yes I note him to our shame Super. He shall not liue his haire shall not grow much longer in this time of Reuells tricks may be set a foote seest thou yon new Moone it shall out-liue the new Duke by much this hand shall dispossesse him then we 're mighty A maske is treasons licence that build vpon T is murders best face when a vizard 's on Exit Super. Amb. I st so 'ts very good And do you thinke to be Duke then kinde brother I le see faire play drop one and there lies tother Exit Ambi. Enter Vindice Hippolito with Piero and other Lords Vind. My Lords be all of Musick strike old griefes into other countries That flow in too much milke and haue faint liuers Not daring to stab home their discontents Let our hid flames breake out as fire as lightning To blast this villanous Dukedome vext with sinne Winde vp your soules to their full height agen Piero How 1. Which way 3. Any way our wrongs are such We cannot iustly be reueng de too much Vind. You shall haue all enough Reuels are toward And those few Nobles that haue long suppressd you Are busied to the furnishing of a Maske And do affect to make a pleasant taile on t The Masking suites are fashioning now comes in That which must glad vs all wee to take patterne Of all those suites the colour trimming fashion E'en to an vndistinguisht hayre almost Then entring first obseruing the true forme Within a straine or two we shall finde leasure To steale our swords out handsomly And when they thinke their pleasure sweete and good In midst of all their ioyes they shall sigh bloud Pie Weightily effectually 3. before the tother Maskers come Vind. We 're gone all done and past Pie But how for the Dukes guard Vind. Let that alone By one and one their strengths shall be drunke downe Hip. There are fiue hundred Gentlemen in the action That will apply them-selues and not stand idle Pier. Oh let vs hug your bosomes Vin. Come my Lords Prepare for deeds let other times haue words Exeunt In a dum shew the possessing of the young Duke with all his Nobles Then sounding Musick A furnisht Table is brought forth then enters the Duke his Nobles to the banquot A blasing-star appeareth Noble Many harmonious houres and choisest pleasures Fill vp the royall numbers of your yeares Lus. My Lords we 're pleasd to thanke you tho we know T is but your duety now to wish it so Nob. That shine makes vs all happy 3. Nob. His Grace frounes 2. Nob. Yet we must say he smiles 1. Nob. I thinke we must Lus. That foule-Incontinent Duchesse we haue banisht The Bastard shall not liue after these Reuells I le begin strange ones hee and the stepsonnes Shall pay their liues for the first subsidies We must not frowne so soone else t'ad beene now 1. Nob. My gratious Lord please you prepare for pleasure The maske is not far off Lus. We are for pleasure Beshrew thee what art thou madst me start Thou hast committed treason A blazing star 1 Nob. A blazing star O where my Lord Lus. Spy out 2. Nob, See see my Lords a wondrous-dreadful one Lus. I am not pleasd at that ill-knotted fire That bushing-flaring star am not I Duke It should not quake me now had it appeard Before it I might then haue iustly feard But yet they say whom art and learning Weds When stars were locks they threaten great-mens heads Is it so you are read my Lords 1. Nob. May it please your Grace It showes great anger Lus. That dos not please our Grace 2. Nob. Yet here 's the comfort my Lord many times When it seemes most it threatnes fardest off Lus. Faith and I thinke so too 1. Nob. Beside my Lord You 'r gracefully establisht with the loues Of all your subiects and for naturall death I hope it will be threescore years a comming Lus. True no more but threescore years 1. Nob. Fourescore I hope my Lord 2 Nob. And fiuescore I 3 Nob. But t is my hope my Lord you shall nere die Lus. Giue me thy hand these others I rebuke He that hopes so is sittest for a Duke Thou shalt sit next me take your places Lords We 're ready now for sports let 'em set on You thing we shall forget you quite anon 3. Nob. I heare 'em comming my Lord Enter the Maske of Reuengers the two Brothers and two Lords more Lus. Ah t is well Brothers and Bastard you dance next in hell The Reuengers daunce At the end steale out their swords and these foure kill the foure at the Table in their Chaires It thunders Vind. Marke Thunder Dost know thy kue thou big-voyc'st cryer Dukes groanes are thunders watch-words Hip. So my Lords You haue ynough Vind. Come le ts away no lingring Exeunt Hip. Follow goe Vind. No power is angry when the lust-ful die When thunder-claps heauen likes the tragedy Exit Vin. Lus. Oh oh Enter the other Maske of entended murderers Step-sons Bastard and a fourth man comming in dauncing the Duke recouers a little in voyce and groanes calls a guard treason At which they all start out of their measure and turning towards the Table they finde them all to be murdered Spur. Whose groane was that Lus. Treason a guard Amb. How now all murderd Super. Murderd 4. And those his Nobles Amb. Here 's a labour sau'd I thought to haue sped him Sbloud how came this Spur. Then I proclaime my selfe now I am Duke Amb. Thou Duke brother thou liest Spu. Slaue so dost thou 4. Base villayne hast thou slaine my Lord and Maister Enter the first men Vind. Pistolls treason murder helpe guard my Lord the Duke Hip. Lay hold vpon this Traytors Lus. Oh Vind. Alasse the Duke is murderd Hip. And the Nobles Vin. Surgeons Surgeons heart dos he breath so long Ant. A piteous tragaedy able to wake An old-mans eyes bloud-shot Luss. Oh Vin. Looke to my Lord the duke a vengeance throttle him Confesse thou murdrous and vnhollowed man Didst thou kill all these 4. None but the Bastard I Vin. How came the Duke slaine then 4. We found him so Luss. O villaine Vin, Harke Luss. Those in the maske did murder vs Vin, Law you now sir O marble impudence will you confesse now 4. Sloud t is all false Ant. Away with that foule monster Dipt in a Princes bloud 4. Heart t is a lye Ant. Let him haue bitter execution Vin. New marrow no I cannot be exprest How faires my Lord the Duke Luss Farewel to al He that climes highest has the greatest fall My tong is out of office Vin. Ayre Gentlemen ayre Now thou lt not prate on t t was Vindice murdred thee Luss. Oh Vin. Murdred thy Father Luss. Oh Vin. And I am he-tell no-body so so the Dukes departed Ant. It was a deadly hand that wounded him The rest ambitious who should rule and sway After his death were so made all away Vin. My Lord was vnlikely Hip. Now the hope Of Italy lyes in your reuerend yeares Vin. Your hayre will make the siluer age agen When there was fewer but more honest men Anto. The burdens weighty and will presse age downe May I so rule that heauen nay keepe the crowne Vin. The rape of your good Lady has beene quited With death on death Ant. Iust is the Lawe aboue Ant. It was 〈…〉 I not hard of the like Hip. T was all donne for the best my Lord Vin. All for your graces good ◠we may be bould to speake it now T was some-what witty carried tho we say it T was we two murdred him Ant. You two Vin, None else ifaith my Lord nay t was well managde Ant. Lay hands vpon those villaines Vin. How on vs Ant. Beare 'em two speedy execution Vin, Heart wast not for your good my Lord Ant. My good away with 'em such an ould man as he You that would murder him would murder me Vin. I st come about Hip. Sfoote brother you begun Vin. May not we set as well as the Dukes sonne Thou hast no conscience are we not reuengde Is there one enemy left aliue amongst those T is time to die when we are our selues our foes When murders shut deeds closse this curse does seale 'em If none disclose 'em they them selues reueale 'em This murder might haue slept in tonglesse brasse But for our selues and the world dyed an asse Now I remember too here was Piato Brought forth a knauish sentance once no doubt said he but time Will make the murderer bring forth himselfe T is well he died he was a witch And now my Lord since we are in for euer This worke was ours which else might haue beene slipt And if we list we could haue Nobles clipt And go for lesse then beggers but we hate 〈…〉 we haue ynough 〈…〉 Mother turn'd our Sister true 〈◊〉 after a nest of 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Exeunt Ant. How subtilly was that murder closde beare vp These tragick bodies t is a heauy season 〈◊〉 when their bloud may wash away all treason Exit FINIS